His Flower {Book 5 of the BTS Wolfpack Shifter Series}

Chapter 4: Ivy

You didn't know what to do in this moment. There he was the one that was meant for you. Jesus if he wasn't gorgeous. He had these deep eyes that seemed to pierce right through you.

You couldn't breathe. You couldn't let another man have this pull on you. You were panicking. Namjoon intervened and sent HIM away. He looked down at you with such concern. You missed the look of complete and utter despair and hurt that flickered like a candle on your mate's face.

You sat down with the pack and did what would be considered nice interrogation. The pack wanted to know everything they could about you and your former pack. They offered you safety and security for you and Misha. Misha was already sold on everyone in the house. You felt more comfortable began to slightly relax but that was a mistake because HE came back into the room.

You turned to look at him. You thought you'd find hard lust filled eyes, but you didn't. What you found instead was increasingly more terrifying. The eyes you met were soft and tender. They looked at you with genuine concern. You didn't know how to handle that and it was far more difficult than dealing with someone who just wanted to fuck you.

He had rushed to the defense of you and you son. You felt your heart flutter, a motion you thought you'd never have happen again.

He offered to help take you to your room. This is it, you thought to yourself. This is the moment when he's gonna take what he wants from you. Except he offered to let others come or for him to not be there at all. He wanted you to be comfortable. You didn't understand. Why was he being like this? Daisy was walking with you to take Misha to his new room. The pack had really gone all out for the little boy. You could tell they were excited about a pup being there.

Once he was asleep and in bed, you were led by Jimin, a full lipped handsome man, and your mate, Taehyung. It was a beautiful name.

"So this is your room. If you need anything let any of us know." Jimin said smiling and his eyes disappeared.

"Thank you." You said softly.

"Good night." Jimin said smiling.

"Night." You said back.

"Good night." Taehyung said drawing your attention away from Jimin.

His soft eyes capturing yours once more.
He reached out a little but thought better of it and put his arm back down by his side. You were amazed by his self control. His concern for your comfort overriding his need to touch you. You wanted him to touch you. That was a feeling you hadn't had in awhile. You hadn't wanted much physical contact after Misha was born. The only kind you got was violent.

"Good night." You said looking into his deep, dark eyes.

He smiled softly. You couldn't help but smile a little. The pull of smile hurt since it'd been so long since you'd done it. You slipped into the beautifully decorated room. You leaned back against the door. You felt his presence on the other side of the door.

You moved from the door. You looked around the room or should you set of rooms. There was a small living area and a bathroom. You found the dresser completely stocked with clothes in your size. You found some cute little pjs. You hopped into the shower and tired to wash away the past. You knew you never could. It was with you forever. It made you damaged and unworthy of redemption or love. The reason you'd left wasn't about you. It was about Misha. As long as he doesn't end up like his father this all will be worth it.

You got out of the shower and slipped on the pjs. You crawled into the extremely comfortable bed. It was like a cloud. You slipped into the land of dreams. But you never could just dream happy things...

You were running through the hall of the great pack house. You could hear his sinister laugh echoing all around you.

"Ivy baby. Come on. Come home. Come to daddy. Bring the boy back. Bring my little prince back." He chanted through the wind.

You kept running and running. You couldn't let him catch you. He'd hurt you bad this time. Suddenly you felt a hand clutch your wrist. You were yanked back to collide with a bony chest. There he was. Malcolm.

His leering gaze and gross smile made your insides lurch in disgust.

"Ivy. Ivy. Ivy. When will you learn that you aren't ever going to escape me? You're mine." He snarled.

"No im not!" You yelled.

This was the first time in dreams or reality you'd talked back to Malcolm.

"Yes you are little bitch. I'll remind you how much you are." He said raising a fist.

"Ivy! Ivy!" A voice called.

It was deep and concerned.

"Ivy!"

Taehyung?

"Ivy wake up." The voice said gently.

You jolted up in bed and looked around. You found your mate pressed against a wall far from you. You wondered for a moment why he was so far away. He didn't want to scare you. It melted you inside.

"You were having a nightmare. I heard you crying." He said simply and softly.

"Oh." You said ashamed.

You wiped the tears that had unknowingly been flowing from you.

"I just wanted to make sure you were ok." He said and he began to leave.

He couldn't. You didn't want him to.

"Wait!" You said panic in your voice.

He stopped and looked at you confused. You fidgeted slightly.

"I know that this may seem like an odd request. You don't have to... I don't... I..." you said immediately forgetting how speak like a normal person.

"Ask me." He said soothingly.

"Stay with me, please." You said as a whisper.

"Ok." He breathed.

He went to the couch in the living area and laid on it. You looked at him in wonder. He went there instead of sharing a bed with you. He was so different than what she'd thought he'd be like. He was so different than what she was used to.

"Ummm..." you said nervously.

"Something wrong?" He asked voice full of concern.

"You are far away." You said quietly.

"Do you want me to lay on the floor next you?" He asked.

"The floor? No. You can... you can.... Can.... Lay on the bed next to me.... If you want..." you stammered out.

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable." He said quietly.

"You don't." You answered.

He slowly made his way to the bed. He slipped into it and laid down. You snuggled down into the bed. You both drifted off into dreamless sleep. Not a nightmare to be found.