Rise of a Queen

Ocean Eyes

Delancey

I froze at the sound of his voice, no man has ever had such an effect on me just by saying one sentence. I felt myself blushing and my body was already aching to feel his touch against my skin. What's wrong with me?

He chuckled and I heard his footsteps slowly approach me, it was like he was taunting me. I hated and loved it at the same time. His large hands encircled my waist as he pulled me flush against his body. The sparks and his smell were so intoxicating I felt as if I was floating as I unconsciously leaned into his touch. Soft lips kissed my exposed neck tenderly and I almost moaned. "Although I love the view from the back, how about you give me a view from the front, hmm?" I blushed as the tip of my ears became red. I was naked standing in front of this guy and a little bit too comfortable. it was so weird.

As much as I was curious to see his face, I didn't want to turn around, suddenly conscious of my body.

He's already seen your naked butt from behind might as well give him something to appreciate.

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Turning around I finally looked into his eyes, ocean blue eyes stirred back at me and like the ocean, his eyes held a commotion of emotions. Joy, love, contentment, and shock were all swirling around in his gorgeous eyes. I lifted my hands and placed them on his cheek, the small scruff of his beard felt ticklish on my hands. It was so soft he leaned in and rubbed his face into my hands purring like a cute little kitten. I let out a small giggle which caused an even bigger smile to appear on his beautifully sculpted lips.

"You're so beautiful"

"Shouldn't I be the one saying that?" he said as he reluctantly moved away from me.

I blushed and looked down and immediately covered myself. Shit. Well isn't this a great first way to meet your soul mate, butt naked in the forest. "Why are you hiding the beautiful scenery?"

"That's the best you could come up with?"

"That's the first thing that came to mind Delancey."

We both laughed together until I paused mid-laugh. How did this jerk off know my name? He didn't tell me his and I didn't tell him mine...so how the hell did he know my name? I glared at him as I stood defensively. If he came here to kidnap me and bring me back to that jail cell I wasn't going down without a fight.

"How do you know my name?"

"Delancey look."

"HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?" I growled I was close to shifting and tearing this asshole to shreds. The only thing I viewed him as was a threat to my life, the life I was just beginning to rebuild. He sighed and tried to come closer but I growled at him, lengthen my claws, and bared my teeth.

"Delancey just please don't freak out. I...I'm an enforcer I was sent on an assignment to capture you..."

"And bring me back to that bitch Jeremy" I growled and slammed my fist against the jeep repeatedly until he pulled me into my chest. Hot tears of frustration escaped my eyes as I let out sob after sob. "Why can't he just leave me alone haven't I suffered enough? What more does he want from me?"

Isaac's P.O.V

My heart pained me as she cried into my chest until her breathing slowed and her light snores indicated that she fell asleep. I freaked out when I let it slip that I knew who she was. I was even more scared when I started explaining how I knew who she was. The moment I was driving through the dirt trail and I smelled that sweet scent following me I knew the curious kitten was trailing me. I didn't expect it to be her though. Never in a million years did I expect to meet my mate like this, especially naked. I sure got more than I bargained for.

Looking over her in my shirt I felt a sense of possessiveness come over me, I reached over and pushed her hair away from her face. I needed to protect her, especially from the pompous bastard. He wanted me to kill her. He probably has people out there looking for her or even me to make sure I did the job correctly. Assholes like him wouldn't stop until either the girl was dead or they were dead. And then again even after death they still haunt the victims.

I needed to create a plan, if anything happened to me I needed to make sure that my baby girl was protected. My determination to protect her before finding out she was my mate is little compared to now. I'm willing to kill the bastard myself, faking my death and moving away with Lancey just to move on with our lives.

I continued driving for a few minutes until I reached my little cabin tucked away into rouge territory. The amount of traveling I did taught me to have more than one hideout just in case something decided to go wrong. And there were a lot of times when things decided to go wrong. I couldn't help but wonder if I had to leave my job for Delancey. I was so conflicted, on one hand, I wanted to leave so that I could be with her and keep her away from the dangers of my work but on the other hand, I don't think I could stay away from my work. I loved helping people get away from their bad situations, no matter how many times it may have cost me my life.

Sighing, I parked my truck outside and forced the door open, boy did she beat the shit out of it. Going to have to get that fixed later, it looked like I got into an accident. Walking around to Delancey's side of the truck and took her out bridal style as we made our way inside the cabin.

I reluctantly left her in my bed as I went to go over some arrangements for her. I wanted to make sure my baby was well taken care of even if I wasn't around to make her happy.

A/N: Any thoughts? What do you think of Isaac as Delancey's mate? Match made in heaven or a disaster waiting to happen?