Freedom

Chapter Three

HELLO!!!! I hope you all had a wonderful christmas/what ever else you celebrate. I was only going to up date a page but sense I love you guys already I gave you more. Please VOTE COMMENT FAN!!!!!

'~Wild

***************************************************************************************************************

Chapter Three

Grace POV:

I peaked around Ryan's shoulder as he answered the door, and there stood Kyle, and another man I didn't know. "Alpha." They greeted Ryan in unison, keeping there heads down respectfully.

"Kyle, Blake." He moved the door wider, and turned his body to the side, leaving me to stand there in the door way like an idiot.

They entered and looked at me, "Hello Kyle, and Blake." I threw them my most dazzling smile, making Ryan growl. They both nodded to me, probably not knowing how to respond to me.

"Make sure she doesn't leave the house, and keep your eye on her." He told them.

"What you sent babysitters to watch over me while you're out doing pack business?" I snorted, "You know I could kick both there asses and book it if I wanted." I told him, giving him a side smile.

"Yes, but not without out notifying me, and they're not babysitting you Grace. They're protecting the future Luna, which is an honor." I sighed loudly at this, "If you deem it necessary, I mean it's not like I can take on ten of your best fighters at once." I cocked an eyebrow, being the sassy sarcastic person I was. I hadn't really expected him to leave me alone in the first place, but that doesn't mean I can't be a pain in the butt about it. I guess getting away was going to be a challenge, but it wouldn't be fun if it wasn't a challenge I suppose. He laughed at me, his green eyes dancing, and kissed my forehead, and walked out the door, "Be good." He told me. "No promises!" I yelled back at him shutting the door behind him. I turned around to Kyle and Blake and smiled, they looked so awkward standing there.

"Go play your x-box or something." I said shooing them away with my hand. Kyle and Blake stood there, exchanging looks with one another. I put my hand on my hip, "What?" I asked looking at them for a moment, not understanding why they were so hesitant. "UGH! Do you really have to keep a visual on me, twenty-four seven?" I swear, these people are getting more demanding, "You guys are worse than Ryan at this point!!" I said to there smirking faces. They went and sat on the living room leather coach and turned on the x-box and started playing Nazi Zombies. I went over and sat next to them to watch, making them tense up and sit up straight. "Oh my gosh, don't be so up tight, please just treat me like a friend. It'll make this babysitting thing more bearable." I said, sitting back on the coach. And after a few minutes they did relax, and started talking to another, making plans and such.

"Dude, watch out, they're at least twenty of them down here!" Blake said, leaning forward, telling me that shit, just got real. "Dude, I'm dieing! We're going to los-, awww!" Kyle said, sitting his back against the coach in defeat. "You guys only got to level fifteen? My grandma could do better than that!" And with that, I was handed a controller, joined the game, and showed them how it was done. What could I say, I had an older brother, if I wanted something from him, I had to get passed level fifty to get him to do it. Let's just say I got pretty damn good. I was at level forty five, both guys had died, and I was running in frantic circles, killing them as I went when we were interrupted.

"Grace are you playing Nazi Zombies?" A deep amused voice asked me, I smelled the deep husky smell before I looked up, flushing slightly. I shrugged, and turned to the screen just as I died, making Kyle and Blake go into a long course of awww, and damn she's good. I looked over at them, "and that gentle men is how you get to level forty five without being eaten alive." I said setting the controller down, and getting up and stretching. I was acutely aware when a pair of strong arms wrapped around me from behind pulling me against him. "Do you know how sexy you look, playing a video game, showing some guys up." He breathed in my ear, making me shiver.

The guys got up and looked at Ryan, "You are free to go, thank you." Ryan said, his nose at my neck inhaling my scent. "See ya Grace."

"Bye Kyle, Blake." And they left out the door. I turned around to face Ryan; I gave him a small smile. "Hey, how was pack business?" God he was trailing his nose up and down my neck, it was so distracting. "Pretty boring actually, we caught a couple scents of some rouges, so we're sending some guys out to track them down." He said quietly, his nose now trailing my jaw line, I moaned quietly. He was so distracting me from the promise I had mad- Scratch that, I can't stand it anymore, I leaned towards him and softly kissed him, and ran my hands up his chest and around his neck to gentling massage it. He gently picked me up and sat me on his lap on the coach, not even breaking the kiss. This man here was going to be the death of me, and well... it seemed the best way too go.

Grace's POV:

Tingles spread through out my body as his hands ran up my spine, my ribs. Nothing in the world seemed to exist but me and him, all my problems, my walls came crashing down with a big whoosh as he picked me up and ran up the stairs, my legs wound around his torso. He reconnected our lips as he entered his room and slammed the door shut with his foot, walking towards the bed. He pulled back for a second, and laid me on the bed, I looked at him curiously. In a blink of the eye he was on top of me, growling sexily, he cupped my chin and moved it to the right, and with out any warning he bent down and marked me. Chills ran up my spine as the world seemed to click in the right place, "Ryan," I moaned as he licked the mark. His head snapped towards me, his eyes going a darker green. He bent down and hungrily devoured my lips, it wasn't till I was getting dizzy that I pulled away, my face flushed my chest heaving. Ryan's big beefy chest was also heaving, but some how he seemed to ignore it and nuzzle my sore neck.

I whimpered as it pulsed with pain, marks don't normally hurt when first bitten, but did after a while, symbolizing the bonds pulling together and strengthening. My mark was getting unbelievable painful, "Ryan, It hurts." I whimpered holding in a chocked cry. "I'm so sorry baby; I wish I could take the pain away." He said kissing the mark that showed I belonged to him, forever bonding me to him. He picked me up and laid me on the bed right beside him. I sat there withering in pain for what seemed an hours till the pain suddenly pulsed with stabbing pain, making me cry out. I was soon cradled in cool shocking arms, smoothing words being whispered into my ear as tears slipped down my face as the pain heightened. I screamed, looking up at Ryan, "Please, please make it stop Ryan." I begged him wanting to die, I felt like my neck was slowly being cut open. "I'm so sorry my little angle." Ryan smoothed, kissing my forehead and cheeks, trying to calm me down. Not being able to handle anymore pain, I blacked out.