Last of her Pack

Chapter 4

I relaxed completely fading into the darkness of sleep. But before I was fully out like a light, I felt an arm gently drape over my stomach and a soft kiss be placed on my neck, before a goodnight was sounded throughout the quiet room. Sleep then fully pulled me under its waves of darkness, and my surroundings dissolved into nothing.

I was awoken to a harsh light, shining in my eyes, and an alarm blaring loudly in the room. I felt a slight movement beside me, before the alarm was shut off. I rolled over in distaste, only to be met with a hard warm surface against my face. The surface vibrated under me, and a deep chuckle sounded through out the room. I looked up to see a pair of amusement filled, green irises, staring down at me. I glared at those green eyes before sitting up in bed. I took that time to look at the clock. It read 8:00 in the morning and the light was coming through the window. I groaned smacking my head in annoyance. I could tell Mateo was looking at me like I was crazy, but right now I wasn't having it. 

I climbed out of the warm bed, heading to my dresser to grab some clothes. I opened the top drawer to find undergarments' and socks. I grabbed a black sports bra, matching boy short panties and a pair of blue socks. I then opened the second drawer to find shirts of every style. I pulled a black shirt out that had a sheer back. Closing that drawer I opened the last one, only to pull out a navy blue set of leggings. Grabbing everything I stood up straight, only to place everything on top of the dresser. 

I pulled my pajama shirt off, before slipping the bra on, zipping it up in the front. I heard an intake of breathe, forgetting that I was not alone. I quickly looked at Mateo to see his face beat red and him looking in the other direction. I turned back to face the wall to finish getting ready for the day. I slipped on my clean panties and pants, before turning to face Mateo again. 

This time he was looking at me with black eyes. I gulped when he started to make his way over to me. I stepped back in fear, hitting my dresser, realizing I had no were to go. He kept coming at me, pinning me between his arms as they rested on my dresser. I tried not to look in his eyes, but that seemed to anger him more. Mateo grabbed my cheeks, forcing me to look at him. A fierce growl left his lips, making me want to lower my head in submission. I whimpered in fear, which seemed to snap him out of his trance. He let go of my face so quick, it was like fire had burned him. His mouth opened and closed, like he wanted to say something, but no words came out of his gorgeous lips. 

I looked down in shame, because I had been the one to cause his reaction. "Mateo, I'm so sorry. I forgot you were in the room, and didn't think of going anywhere else. P-please d-don't hurt me." I tried to apologize, but my voice broke at the end. Mateo sighed while sliding his hand over his face. He stepped away from me, clearly upset. 

"I would never hurt you Heather." he said while bringing his hand back up to face, only to gently stroke one of my cheeks. "I don't know what came over me, I was really trying to hold my wolf back when we had seen you changing. You had just looked so comfortable and in your own world, that I didn't want to disturb you. But all I did was frighten you." He dropped his hand and turned his back on me. He then walked over to his dresser, only to punch the wall above it. I flinched at his action of anger. I didn't dare move, or say anything until he walked into the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on and I slightly relaxed. 

I walked over to his side of the bed, grabbing my pin gramps gave me. I then walked to my vanity, taking out the hair tie in my hair. I slowly brushed my hair, getting the knots out that formed in my sleep. I then twisted my hair into a simple bun before clipping my pin into the center. I stared at the contents on the vanity, before opening a box in the center. In the box was a picture of my mom, which confused me. I picked the picture up turning it over to see a date and some words. February 25th, 2000 on our way to bring our little one into the world. This was the day my mom went into labor with me. But why was this here? I moved the picture out of the way to see jewelry underneath it. Rings, necklaces, bracelets, and even one small anklet. I picked that up to see it had a metal tag on it. On the tag it said Heather Marie, I dropped the anklet, realizing this was my moms jewelry box.