Xenith's POVThe second those words escaped from her mouth, my full instincts took over.
Moments before I realized my actions, I began to shift my hand towards her chocolate locks of hair . A unrecognizable feeling surged through me when I heard those words come out from her mouth. It left me slightly confused. What is this that I am feeling?
Too caught up in my questioning emotions, I wasn't able notice that her whole body was frozen at my motives. I was weak enough to allow my instincts take control over me, it's something that my wolf Jacob would never let me regret. Werewolves alone feel the greater side of the mate's pull rather than any other supernatural species alive and with Jacob inside of me it's pretty hard to ignore. Just her words alone made my day, it fortunately left me feeling luckier than a damn leprechaun. Something I haven't felt in a pretty long time.
'You retarded human! Just look her, look at our mate! You've clearly crossed her comfort zone!', Jacob snarled angrily.
'For all we could know, we could've hurt her. I think she hates us now. I don't want her to hate us!', Ryder exclaimed sadly.
I involuntarily growled at the fact of me placing harm on her delicate body. As long as I'm living, NO ONE will place such harm on my mate. If I'm not able to prevent it, my pack will obey me and protect their future Luna. And knowing my pack, no one is foolish enough to not abide by my orders.
Too caught up in my little moment of glee, I failed to notice that Janey was hurled over and throwing up on my shoes. She barely ate anything. Why is she throwing up at all? I quickly rushed to help her with my worried side coming out, I was slightly scared too.
"Janey! Janey talk to me, are you ok? What's wrong? Are you in pain?", I questioned while rubbing her back softly and pulling her hair out of her face.
By the time she was done she fell into my arms and was extremely pale and seemed very fragile and unsteady. Why is this happening to her? What has Janey done?
I used my hands and channeled a little bit of my energy to her body, but too much where she would react badly to it.
She slowly fluttered her eyes open, her color was slowly coming back to her face. Thank goodness.
When I looked into her eyes all I was able to perceive pure shock and a hint of happiness? Maybe I'm just hallucinating.
"Are you ok dear?", I carefully asked.
She didn't respond back, she just looked down on my shoes and back up to me. She looked at me frightened by what I would do. But I'm not capable of hurting her intentionally.
"I'm so sorry about your shoes! I'll clean it for you. That wasn't supposed to happen. I'm sorry!", she exclaimed.
The shoes were the least of worries, her health is the one thing that's on my mind right now. In order to calm her down I brought my hands towards her cheeks to put her into ease.
She flinched at my sudden closeness. Goddess I'm such a dumb ass. Not even five seconds into her accepting me and I'm already causing her discomfort.
"Sorry if i am creating a hassle on you. Nothing like that will happen again until you're comfortable with my presence. And don't worry about my shoes they are useless to me, but knowing how you're doing would be useful to me" Both my wolf Jacob and my vampire Ryder highly disagreed with my choice of words. They persistently felt the constantly touch my mate.
It wasn't until now that I noticed how she was blushing madly, it was a sight that pleasured my supernatural species.
'Beautiful.....', both Ryder and Jacob muttered in a trance.
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