Beloved

Chapter Four

(Pic of pack house)

KRISTEN'S P.O.V.

"Kristen." He repeated, testing out my name. I loved the way my name rolled off his tongue. His smooth and deep voice made me sigh in pleasure. What was happening to me?

"I'm Emanual." He whispered in my ear. Hands curled around my waist, running his fingertips softly digging into my back. His name fitted him perfectly, sounding strong and charming.

My hands were pressed against his chest. My mind was racing, nothing felt real. As I felt his muscles under my fingers, my breathing hitched. This was so wrong, but it felt so right.
Although this guy was kind of creepy, he was really hot. And the effect he had on me made me lose the power to fight back.

"And now, we are going." Emanual quickly spoke. Before I knew what was going on, he had me swooped up over his shoulder.

"What the hell, sicko?! Put me down right now." I trashed my legs around while screaming. My face was right in front of the small of his back, making it able for me to secretly check out his cute bum. I stopped myself; I had to focus.

He ignored my screams and kept on walking.

"I'd rather not, sweetheart." He chuckled. His hands were firmly gripping my thighs.

"Where are you even taking me?" I was giving up on making him put me down. It seemed impossible. My hands gripped his shirt, finding a bit of comfort in pulling myself closer to the only thing that kept me from falling face first on the ground.

"Don't worry about it. You're safe with me." Emanual replied. I groaned at his lack of response.

Suddenly his arm around my legs tightened and speeded through the woods. My mind couldn't wrap itself around what exactly was happening, so I chose to just pull myself closer to his back.

My eyes were tightly shut when he finally stopped. Bending over till my feet hit the ground, he placed me back on the ground. His warm hands were on my shoulders, giving me balance. I whimpered from my lack of understanding. Everything was confusing. And what made it worse, was that it felt okay, as long as his hands were touching my skin.

EMANUAL'S P.O.V.

I knew I shouldn't have run so fast, I know, but the sooner I got her home, the better. My little mate's hair was a mess, covering half of her face. She looked adorable with her eyebrows knitted together and her plump lower lip pushed a little out, forming a pout.

My hands were placed firmly on her shoulders to keep her from falling. Bones could easily be felt under her shirt. Was she not eating enough? I mentally noted myself to check that out later. Right now I needed to get her to my house without any other people from my pack confusing her more.

"Hey, are you okay?" I bent down a bit to be on her eye level. My eyes searched for hers as she finally removed her hands from her face. Kristen didn't answer. She just studied her surroundings, looking completely dazed.

I took her hand and started pulling her past the giant pack house. She walked slowly behind me, gawking at the house with wide eyes. A chuckle left my lungs as I had to slow down for her.

The pack house was the center of my pack land. It was where I had the meetings, the cells for trespassers and a couple of guest rooms. Some packs have the whole pack living in or very close to the pack house. But because of a large number of pack members, I had them living everywhere in my territory. My house, the Alphas, was very close to the pack house. The same with my Beta, Third in Command and head warriors. It was safest that way.

It was all located on the outskirts of the woods. The pack house looked like a giant cabin surrounded by trees. It was three stories high and pretty much huge. I could see why she was stunned by the wooden building.

"Where are we?" Kristen whispered. I smiled at her. A want to just take her everywhere in the world, to let her explore and give her everything she'd ever need, filled my mind. She was so breathtakingly beautiful. And she was all mine. The Moon Goddess had truly blessed me with this piece of perfection.

"Your new home. Our home." I spoke softly, still observing her admiring our pack house. She'd make the perfect Luna. Tough like a rock and sweet like a pearl.

"I don't want to be here." She stated, keeping her eyes away from me.
My heart shattered a bit when she said those words. Sighing, I stepped in front of my mate, forcing her to look me in the eyes.

"You don't mean that. You like being with me." I said what I knew was true. No matter if she was human or not, she could definitely feel the mate bond. Otherwise, she wouldn't have reacted that way in the woods.

Kristen pressed her lips together tightly. She held my gaze with her magnetic green eyes, almost glaring at me. This kept on for a minute or two, till she finally sighed and eyed me tiredly; she had given up for now.

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*** I've changed Kristen's age to 19 and Emanual's age to 22 ***

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