Steve and Natasha don't make it out when they rescue their daughter from hydra. Struggling too much with the loss, she thinks moving with her uncle Bucky will help her move on. Bucky decides to move them to the La Push, Forks border. He wants her to...
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I wake up the next morning and feel something heavy against me. I look over and see Embry laying on top of me. I try and wiggle out from underneath him but he's so heavy.
Damn wolf boy. He eventually rolls over allowing me to get up.
I wanted to make breakfast for him this morning. As I start to walk I notice my legs are sore and tight.
So I have a little bit of a limp but it was worth it. I decide to make his favorite. Chocolate chip pancakes with eggs and bacon. I made some sausage as well since dad and Leah would be here for breakfast too.
As I'm cooking my mind goes back to last night. I felt so safe, comfortable and loved with Embry.
I almost cried when he started to kiss all of my scars in the process on going down on me. The way he spoke to me, and just the way he made me feel, I didn't think it was possible to be more in love with someone. I suddenly remember the wolf marking. I look at my left forearm and see the beautiful mark.
(His and her marking)
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It was in the center and took up most of my forearm and I wasn't complaining. It was perfect. Just a symbol of our love and bond.
Dad is the first one down stairs. "Good morning sweetie." He says
"Good morning dad." I say smiling.
"How'd you sleep last night?" He asked.
"Really good actually." I say.
"Oh yea?" He asks.
"Yes. So umm I need to tell you something only because I know you'd want to hear it from me and don't like secrets." I tell him.
"Okay what is it?" He says giving me his fully attention.
"Embry marked me last night." I blurted out and began to blush.
"Did he make you feel safe?" Was the first thing dad asked.
"Not to go into detail but I felt so loved and comfortable. Dad he even kissed my scars to show he accepts me and loves me even with scars." I say starting to tear up.
