Could I?

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When I woke up, I had a massive headache, and I ached all over.

I sat up and looked around. I was laying in a King size pillow top bed.

This was 'not' my room.

Sighing I lay back down and curled into a ball, bringing the blankets up to my chin.

I inhaled. It smelled like Mason. What the hell?

A door opened, and I tensed up. I kept my eyes closed and tried to keep my breathing steady.

The mattress became uneven, signaling that there was someone on it.

I felt a hand touch my forehead, and the light tickling sensation of my hair brushing across my forehead and off to the side.

"Hey..." he whispered softly.

I opened my eyes, my eyelashes fluttering open, making it seems like I hadn't been awake. My gaze fell on the person who had saved me last night.

Mason.

"How are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm... well, I have a massive headache and I'm having a hard time trying to forget certain parts of last night and remember others."

"It's okay, you don't have to. It's probably best that you don't stress over it too much. It shouldn't have happened. I should have been there to save y-"

"No, it's okay. I ran off and got myself into that situation."

"Are you s-"

"Yes. But I do have a question."

"Yes?"

"The guy knew I was there. How did he know that?"

He saw him stiffen up and his eyes averted to the floor.

"Mason? What was that guy?"

He took a deep breath and then hesitated before speaking.

"He was a werewolf."

"A what?" I asked.

What the hell was he talking about? Did I even hear him correctly? A werewolf?

"He was a werewolf." He repeated, but this time he looked up at me, his gaze locking with mine.

"You mean one of those mythical creatures?"

"We are not mythical!" he rose his voice.

I flinched away from him.

"We? What are you talking a-"

"I'm a werewolf. Well technically, I'm an Alpha."

I looked at him with shock clouding my mind and winding its way throughout my entire body. What?

"What are you talking about? How could you be a-"

"I just am!" he yelled again.

"Quit yelling at me!" I said, raising my voice to him.

He sat there and stared at me in shock.

"Yea, I just yelled at you. I don't care you the hell you are. You have no right to yell at me. I am here against my will, and I will not tolerate anyone yelling at me. You have no idea what I've been through. And until you do, you will not raise your vice to me, and I promise I won't either."

"Okay." He said quietly, his gaze no longer looking at me but at the floor again.

I automatically felt guilt build up inside me. I shouldn't have yelled at him and then gotten onto him like a five year old.

Sighing, I pushed the blankets back and crawled over to him. I practically sat in his lap so I could wrap my arms around him.

I felt him tense up but I didn't care. I didn't know how to say I was sorry and feel like I meant it more than words could ever say.

I felt him wrap one arm around me, and the other came up to the side of my face. I flinched away from his hand, afraid he was going to hit me. But he continued towards my face until his hand fully cupped the side of my face.

I looked up at him, and our eyes locked. He leaned in and rested his forehead against mine. My breathing stopped and I felt butterflies replacing everything inside me.

Right when I thought he was going to kiss me, he pulled away and set me back down on the bed.

"I'll, umm, leave you to do whatever you need to do." I said and then walked out of the room.

I sat there and stared at the door even after he had shut it behind him.

Why does he do this? He acts like he's going to kiss me, and then he leaves me hanging. He acts all confident and then he doesn't do it, and acts all shy afterwards.

And what about me? Do I want him to kiss me? I've never really thought about it. Maybe I do. But why? He sent people to kidnap me. He sent people that killed my mother and took me from my boyfriend.

How could I possibly like him?

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Hey guys! Sorry it's short! Hope ya liked it!

What is Mason doing? Is he just messing with her? Could Reagan actually like him? Or will it be her and Jackson somehow?

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