Heal Me

|in love|

"I'll leave you two. But we do need to talk." Amaris mentioned. Dom hummed but didn't break eye contact. She chuckled before walking out. 

My body aches, I'm cold and Dom is looking at me like I'm a damn 5-course meal. I know I shifted, I left the packhouse in my wolf form but was ambushed by rogues as I left. I remember trying to fight one but I couldn't get my footing. Been on all fours isn't as easy as it seems, especially when you've been walking around on 2 legs for your whole life. I don't understand why my wolf is white, I thought they were legends... Make belief. But then I thought that about the Dark Wolves. I'm hoping she comes back at some point, I have more questions for her. 

I know Amaris brought me back around. I heard her, she triggered the shift. I was mentally and physically exhausted from the shift that I must have passed out. What I wasn't expecting to happen was finding out Dom was my mate. As I tried lifting myself, I touched his leg and the sparks danced around my hand. I was shocked but relieved that he was finally mine. I had to touch him again, I had to get him to look at me. I needed to see his eyes when the realization hit him. It was as if the world stopped when my eyes locked with his. He knew... I could tell by his face. He didn't seem shocked at all.

"Are you ok?" He whispered. I nodded my head and glanced down. The blanket Amaris wrapped around me had fallen. He dragged in a harsh breath as I wrapped the blanket completely around me and sighed. "We need to talk. What happened to you?" He asked. I shook my head, I was definitely too tired for that conversation. "Not now. I'm aching everywhere and I want a bath." I groaned. 

He nodded and I went to stand up. He grabbed my arm and I glanced at him. "Are you disappointed that I'm your mate?" He whispered, his voice raw and full of emotion. I was taken aback, how could he even think that? Did he not know what he meant to me? Did he not see the longing looks I gave him? I rested my hand against his face and smiled. Butterflies, that's what I'd use to describe the feeling in my stomach right now.

"Fuck, I've missed you." He sighed. I raised my brow at him and removed my hand, "I haven't been anywhere? I've been right here all this time." I answered. "You know what I mean." He groaned. I sat back and crossed my legs, the blanket wasn't doing much for covering me but at this moment, I didn't care. "No, actually, I don't." I deadpanned. 

"All I've thought about for the last 3 years is you... I've had to watch you mature and become this fucking gorgeous and I couldn't do jackshit about it. Do you know how hard it is to be in love with someone and not be with them?" He complained. I gasped and my cock twitched, he clenched his fists and he let out a low rumble.

"Do you know how hard it is to be in love with someone you thought was destined to another?" I countered. "I couldn't stand been in the same room as you, your scent drove me crazy and I couldn't stop the thoughts of you. I spent 3 years trying my hardest to block you out, I even tried dating... Did you know that? But I couldn't because every waking moment of my miserable life was consumed by you." I groaned. He growled and his eyes flashed black. 

He lunged forward and knocked me onto the floor. He was hovering over me, a low constant growl coming from him. "You're mine." He snarled. I growled at him and felt my wolf come forward, my eyes went wide when I realised he had. "Did you fuck anyone?" He growled. I rolled my eyes, "No, did you?" I retorted. "Of course not." He snapped. I reached my hand up and ran my thumb along his bottom lip, "Have you kissed anyone other than me?" I asked, staring at his mouth. He shook his head and glanced between my lips and eyes. 

"You know, it was you I used to think of when I was alone..." I whispered. His eyes darkened and he rubbed his cock against mine. "Fuuck, stop. I'm barely holding on here." He growled. "Kiss me," I moaned. He pushed his body flush against mine and claimed my lips roughly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my hands all over his back. "Dom..." I moaned as he reached between us and wrapped his hand around my cock. 

He rested his head on my forehead and gazed at me. He began working his hand up and down, "Is this ok?" He asked breathlessly. I nodded and moaned. I reached down and pushed my hand down his shorts. His length jerked as I brushed my hand against the tip. I reached down and pushed his shorts down, pushing them the rest of the way with my legs. His eyes went wide, a long deep moan escaped his mouth as I wrapped my hand and stroked his cock quicker. His hand quickened, matching my pace. 

My canines released, his did when he noticed mine. "Bath." He panted. "I want to make love to you," He moaned, dropping his head into my neck. I moaned louder at his statement, "Fuck, I need to mark you." I growled. I pushed him off me and stood up. I watched as he stood up, my eyes zoned in on his length. My mouth watered, I wanted to taste him. I licked my lips and he growled. He stalked towards me, I backed up, heading for the bathroom. 

"Dom, your dad wants you," Ezra called out, as he knocked on the door.