Chapter 4; Questions (edited)

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Point of view: Jasper

When Bella had asked to go hunting, I had sent her alone in hopes that it would help her relax and maybe let her thoughts become clearer. I had hope that once she felt relaxed and satiated, she would talk to me, tell me what was bothering her. Because no matter how much I tried to stay away, I didn't like feeling her so confused.

I had sensed her presence when she had finally come back to the house, not needing to see her to know she was in the room. I always knew when she was close, because that's what it does to you when your mate is close. At first when she had entered the house, she was relaxed and at peace. But as soon as she saw me, all her emotions went back to crazy town and I tried to not push a wave of calm towards her, simply because she needed to feel these emotions if she was to make sense of them at some point.

I would have preferred her to be happy all the time, no matter if it was with me or not. I would have suffered for eternity if it meant she was happy. But from all the emotions I was feeling coming from her, I knew she had started to feel the mate bond and I wanted her to understand it. I wanted her to come to me by herself, because I would not push her to do something she didn't want, ever.

We had passed the whole day doing our own things around the house, but when the evening had come, I decided to take a shower and go join her in the living room. I could hear that she had started a movie, so it would be a good moment to just join her and enjoy her presence so close to me, yet so fucking far.

When I finally came down the stairs, only wearing some grey joggings, her emotions went crazy once again and I couldn't hide the smirk on my lips. I knew that wearing so little clothes would have this effect on her, I had felt her lust towards me already, it wasn't a surprise. But it was also confusing her to a point of no return. It was normal for her to be confused, since she never had feelings like these towards me when she was human. She had been too consumed by Edward to notice anything towards me, and he had made sure to never let her get too close to me either.

I finally went to sit on the couch next to her, but far enough away that we weren't touching. She suddenly seemed to wake up from her trance and pressed pause on her movie, turning towards me to ask: "Did you want to watch the movie with me?", she was curious and hopeful, which didn't help the smirk on my lips. "Sure, Darlin'." I simply said to her, seeing her shiver once more at the nickname and my accent.

She was looking even more gorgeous than this morning, wearing only pajama shorts and the matching tank top. It was a cute pajama, but somehow, she made it sexier than it was intended to be. I wondered at that point if Alice knew what she was doing when she bought all of Bella's clothes, but knowing the little she-devil, she definitely did it on purpose.

I knew it wasn't to be mean, Alice just wanted to help Bella get used to her perfect body, and in some way, I knew she was also trying to bring us together. But at this point, it was getting difficult to contain myself from touching her. I was having difficulties containing my arousal, which was apparent in my joggings.

Being happy with my response to wanting to watch the movie with her, she restarted it and glued her eyes to the screen. I sat more comfortably in the couch, putting my arm on the backrest, just behind Bella's head. She was mindlessly playing with her hands, her attention somewhere else. I noticed her biting down on her lower lip and a growl almost left my chest at the sight, but I had been quick enough to hide it with a slight cough.

I wanted her so bad. I wanted her with my whole being. Not just physically, it was way deeper than that. It was like she was the missing part to complete me, and it hurt to not just grab her and keep her in my arms forever. Her clumsiness, her intense connection to her emotions, the way she always followed her heart. She was made for me, but Edward had stolen her from me. And I had never gathered enough courage to speak up about it.

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