IT WAS A LONG NIGHT, FILLED WITH NEAR MISSES FOR NIKKI THAT MADE MY heart race even harder in my chest. Nikki never stopped, avoiding capture having managed to disguise her scent in the water, a fact that I was so proud of. Despite having managed to avoid those that hunted her I worried that it wouldn't last much longer as she stumbled once more, hitting the ground with a thud. She scrambled up from the floor her fur covered in damp mud and fallen debris which she rapidly shook off before continuing her journey through the trees. As she breathed in the scents around her, the wood no longer such a comfort as it once was, as she ascertained the direction she should travel.
She continued for hours and hours having long stopped caring about the cramps which had developed after the first hour. It was the furthest she had ever pushed herself, further than even I had wanted to and I feared that it wouldn't be enough as there were just so many of them and she was tiring by the second. I didn't know what I should do as even if I were to escape, I would never get to her on time, never mind the fact that I didn't know where the hell she was exactly since she had crossed multiple boundaries. Her tears were swept away from her fur by the wind as she sped over the ground covering more land than she had ever done before.
I felt useless and ever so guilty as I lay there taking the comfort that my mate offered as she held me close in her warm embrace. At long last just as the moon descended and the sun rose at dawn causing my connection to lessen tremendously I felt her fear lessen. I hoped that meant that they were no longer following, that she was safe, but I couldn't tell beyond that and it scared me more than I liked. Scared me more than I had in a long time.
So many thoughts were racing through my head that it had started to throb at the overload. Belle had tried multiple times throughout the night to get me to tell her what was wrong but I just couldn't and I was thankful that she accepted that at least for the moment anyway. Taking my head off of her sodden breasts, I avoided her gaze as I lay flat on my back.
"Thank you," I muttered out lowly, the simple words which held so much meaning at what she had done for me: how she had held me together.
"Jason...do you want to talk about it?" She hesitantly asked as she leaned over me slightly so she could see my face no doubt but I was doing my best to avoid her eyes, too embarrassed at how weak she saw me.
I thought about her words and I realised that she did deserve an answer, I just didn't know what I was going to tell her.
"Jason do you...do you trust me?" Her voice was so quiet and uncertain that I sighed and pulled her on top of me, holding her in place.
"More than myself at this point."
Shocked at my words I could tell she was about to ask something else but I placed a finger over her lips needing to get it out.
"My little sister is in danger...I um felt her fear. Sometimes at night time I can feel her emotions if they are strong and last night she was terrified." I tried to see how she was taking it but for once I couldn't read her face. "I really need to go to her...you said you had some paper to do with getting out? Can I have them?"
She seemed torn slightly before nodding and replying, "the papers are in my bag, I'll go and get them for you."
Although she smiled as she said it, her eyes were so sad that I nearly regretted ever mentioning it. Stroking the side of her face, she closed her eyes and leaned into my palm.
"I'll come back for you, I promise when it is safe, I'll come for you. Nothing will stand in my way, just...please don't forget about me."
No later than a second after I had trailed off, worry once again coursing through my system were her lips pressed fervently against mine. I couldn't help depending the kiss as she ground herself on me. My hands had a mind of their own as they pressed her butt harder into me though still letting her control the oh so delicious rhythm she had set. With the sheet no longer present I felt ever curve all the more clearly as she pressed herself closer. Panting as she tore her lips from mine, I groaned as she slowly explored my jawline with her lips before sucking on my Adam's apple.
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Unwavering devotion [Complete, 18+]
WerewolfDevotion. A word used too often and not enough. Used too freely and to further other purposes when really the utmost love and loyalty is sadly rarely seen. Love is the most powerful thing in the world: it can heal or destroy the world. For Annabell...