Scared to love you (Werewolves)

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Cora's POV
A tub of chocolate mint ice cream in and Paisley was back to normal. I'm so glad she stayed. She's an awesome person. I loved hanging out with her so much. We talked, did makeup, gossiped and watched films.

We were currently watching 'Fifty shades of grey' I've been opened to a new world of what Paisley so proudly calls sex. I squirm every time the topic comes up. She's far too forward about it.

I had just finished up braiding her hair. As Christian, might I mention he has the same surname as me and the same name as my mate...ha what a coincidence. Anyways he was telling Anastasia that he doesn't make love he f%cks...ha- someone clearing their throat caused Paisley to fumble with the remote turning it off immediately. I turned sheepishly facing Alpha Christian Ledger. "Sooo, how was work" I tried

He scoffed
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About a month went by and we haven't spoken about that day. I preferred it like that. The week days were boring. Christian was gone but when he came home he'd hug me and make sure to have a chat with me. It easily became the favorite part of my day.

It wouldn't last too long because he'd pass out on the bed, right on my lap where his head laid. He liked laying like that, I never knew why. I just wanted to call him my big baby when he'd do it.

The weekends were fun too, I'd go on runs with the triplets and epic swims.

I still haven't met the rest of the pack. Christian wanted me to, but I was hesitant. Afraid that they might not like me. Also self conscious that he hasn't marked me yet. I'm afraid, I want to see my mother and talk to her. So she can tell me to just go through with it all! Then I won't be scared anymore and I'll just do it.

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I was in the shower, enjoying the moment before Christian rudely barged into the bathroom. I got nervous, he better not come in. I could see his figure move around and I thanked the goddess for the fogged shower glass in this moment. "Leave!" I said, the anxiety building.

I could see him sit down on the toilet, however the seat wasn't lifted. "Which do you prefer?" He said.

"What? Christian...what're you doing" I said, annoyed that he was invading my privacy. "Would you liked to be fucked, hard? Ms Gray"

"Umm-" I'm glad he couldn't see me.

"I'll take that as a yes" he muttered, standing up from his seat. Right before he left I managed to say stop. His figure halted so I cleared my throat before speaking. Though nothing came out...

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I was now in an oversized shirt that belonged to Christian. He promised to take me shopping tomorrow since he threw out all my old clothes, recently. He said they smelled of my old pack.

We were getting ready for bed and I was having my usual glass of water as I sat on the edge of the bed while he changed. For some reason, possibly to kill me he chose to just come to sleep in boxers today. I looked away, fighting the urge to look at him .

I put my glass down once I'd finished and this is when he'd grabbed me. He wrapped his arms around my waist before pulling me into his lap, flush against his chest. "And this is for?" I wondered out loud, not really understanding.

"I want to braid your hair" He said

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"Owww! Ow be gentle with that" I whined for the sixth time. He'd made it halfway down my head but it felt like he was pulling my scalp out. "Stop it, otherwise it won't look pretty" he said, in a childish tone. I braced myself, closing my eyes trying to hold back. I counted down from 100 in my head.

47
46
45
44
43

"Done!" He said, turning me around in his lap. He looked too proud. "Not too shabby" he complimented himself. I continued to pout, until the realization hit at how close we were. My hands were on his chest and my face was inches away from his. My pout was replaced by red cheeks and shy eyes. I averted my gaze to the ceiling. Looking up, as I tried to calm my thoughts.

Soon after I felt his lips against my neck. It felt amazing, he sucked nibbled and kissed some more. I entwined my fingers in his hair, letting out a soft moan. He kissed where my shoulder met my neck and that's really where it felt best! But then suddenly he stopped. He pushed me off of him harshly earning I light gasp from me. His eyes were completely black before he stormed off.

He slammed the door behind him causing me to flinch.

What in the world....is it because I moaned? I shouldn't have moaned. I face palmed myself. My heart was still racing and I wouldn't be able to sleep without our chat. I laid down , waiting patiently for him to come back.

He didn't though, my wolf felt sad and so did I...

What did I do?