Running With Wolves [On Hold]

Chapter 42, Orson

"Fuck."

Eleanor's soft giggles fill the air and it's still my favorite sound.

My girl had no idea what she was getting into when she grabbed hold of my cock, ever so shyly before she was touching me when she thought I was sleeping.

She was dead wrong. The moment she woke up and turned around I was awake and aware of her eyes on me, then her hands, and not wanting to ruin the fucking amazing thing that was happening, I pretended to sleep.. because fuck, her touching me felt good.

Until she stopped, I wasn't having any of that because I wanted more, I wanted to feel her tiny hand squeezing my cock until I couldn't take it anymore, and I couldn't, I had to have her and I did.

Now we both lay on the bed panting, trying to catch our breaths and sweaty from our heated lovemaking, then my need to mark her all over again, repeating the process of fucking then biting into her.

She's like an obsession, when she's this close to me I lose my mind and all sense of what and who I am.

"Crap." Her small voice fills the air. "Crap!" She says again, this time more urgently as she sits up.

Her eyes snap to mine and I can't help but lower my eyes to her breasts, so full and beautifu-

"Orson! We didn't use protection." She shrieks out and I look at her again.

What? "Yeah, so?"  Why is that a big deal, she's mine and I am hers, we didn't use protection before either. There's no need for such a thing here.

Her face falls and I can see her thoughts running a mile per second. I decide to sit up and pull her to me until she sits on my lap with her legs around my back.

"Does it bother you that much having a child with me?" I ask, lowkey not sure how I will feel if she said yes.

She gapes slightly then frowns. "N-No, but Orson... we've never spoken about it before." She swallows. "A-And we've only been mated..." She thinks hard. "Oh my god, it's been just over two months, it's too soon isn't it, it is right? What if I'm already.... oh god-"

I shhh her, stroking the back of her hair that I love so much whilst keeping my eyes on my girl. "So let's talk about it."  I offer and she slowly raises her eyes to look at me and sighs out.

"I want them." She finally says. "I just... what.. what about you?" She asks, frowning as she waits for my response.

Is she... serious right now? I get the feeling though I never wanted children, to become a sire, and why wouldn't I want that? I've given no reason for her to-

Fuck.

Bella.

"Eleanor, of course, I want a family with you, you're different, you're the only woman I would say this to, the Baltimiers want to have my genes for political purposes only, to strengthen their roots and I'd never give it to them, but you." I smile as she relaxes in my arms. 

"You, my gorgeous mate I would give you anything and everything, all the riches in this world and the next, as many children as you command, I'd be at your mercy- shit I already am, and I have been since you graced me with your presence."

"I'm ready when you are, today, tomorrow, a few years from now, just say the word and I'm there, always." 

Her eyes begin to water so I wipe them away with my thumb, she's so emotional compared to me and my kind, it's... nice. "I love you, and I'll love our children just as much too." And I mean it.

The mystery revolving around Eleanor is hard to ignore, not when she's covered in secrets, but despite that, there's no way I'd let anything or anyone get in my way of loving this girl, she deserves to be happy, and safe.

I'd do anything to give her the perfect life.

"Thanks." She whispers softly and I lean my forehead against hers. "I think I just freaked out, sorry." She mumbles shyly, lowering her eyes to my naked chest.

I laugh and kiss her on her soft lips. "I love Eleanor's freakouts." I say against her lips. "It's nice knowing you want me just as much as I want you."

Hearing her say it, even through actions, that's all I need, I hate it when she's quiet, I never know what she's thinking... even with the mate bond, It's hard to tell.

"I care." She clears her throat." I mean- I- you know, I care.. about.. you." She says lamely, then leans forward into my chest and groans out embarrassed, making me laugh again at her cuteness.

"I'm not good at this." She groans out, into my chest.

"I know you care, and I know you love me." I pause. "Even though I'm an Alpha, I still like knowing, I'm a sensitive guy so what can I say, I need to be told." I say playfully, poking my finger into her side.

She leans back and looks at me weirdly. "You? A sensitive guy?" She scoffs, smiling.

Okay, so I might've talked some shit there a little, but when it involves Eleanor, fuck yes I'm sensitive, and I don't need it written down and stamped on my forehead for people to see it too, I'm bouncing off the walls when it comes to Eleanor.

"That hurt, Luna." I say lowly, pinching her ass, making her yelp out.

She begins giggling when I put my lips against her shoulder and begin to leave soft kisses that tickle her skin, but the moment is soon ruined when theirs a knock at the door, and as much as I try to ignore it, whoever it knocks again.

"WHAT!" I snap out loudly, making Eleanor jump on my lap.

A voice behind the door clears their throat loudly and I can tell who it is when they speak. 

"Ojil, Alpha." (Sorry, Alpha) Larks says, his voice muffled by the door. "Anha tiholat yer ast asshekh ajjin yeri asshekh vosma. kisha ez adakha. che adakha ez us." (I know you said today is your day but... we found something... or something found us)

I open my mindlink just as Eleanor moves from my lap and grabs a shirt from the floor, not missing the worried look in her eyes when they meet mine.

'What did you find?' I ask through mindlink.

'It's more... who found us, and you won't believe me when I tell you Alpha."

I grab my jeans and put them on, biting back a snarl to not alert Eleanor whose already looking at me tensely.

I smile at her then mindlink back to Lark, hiding my temper. 'Just tell me.'

Theirs a pause. 'He said his name was Chase, Eleanor's protector, and watcher.. he brought proof Orson, he's a Henlon, as in Alpha and Lord Henlon of the legendary Lord protector Henlon.'

'He's Jemi Henlons son.'

......

Jemi Henlon... I know who he is, as does everyone in the seven realms of Titus. 

But most of all, the name Henlon... anyone in this world would know of the name.

Henlon, protector of the secret lost thousands of years ago, but what wasn't lost is the known fact the Henlon family were direct protectors of Alpifilas, and the secret surrounding it. The Henlon family go back to the beginning, they're the only ones left with actual connections to that time- but since the rise of Croix Carmine the family of Henlon vanished, some say they killed themselves in a ritual, others said they were hunted down and murdered.

...Apparently not, but why now, and why Eleanor?

"Orson, what's wrong?" 

I look at Eleanor and she's... so beautiful, her bright blue eyes and her flaming red wavy hair warm my soul and I don't know why, but I wrap my arms around her and bring her tightly into my chest. "Nothing." I inhale her scent to push my thoughts down. "It's nothing."

If a Henlon is showing up, it could only mean one thing.... and the thought makes me want to be sick, or kill this Chase guy.

Fuck.

FUCK!

I won't let them take her from me.