Destiny's story

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Destiny POV

I open my eyes, I turn my head on the pillow and see that I'm not in my bed. I let out a sigh, so it wasn't a dream. I really did get attack. I get up from the bed and grab my phone from the counter.

I turn it on, and see it's 9:00. It's kind of early, I walk to the bathroom that was in the room. I look at my appearance and I look like a hot mess.

My eyes are puffy, my hair is a mess, and I'm still in my work clothes. I feel so awful, especially in these clothes. I need to go home.

I turn on the faucet and wash my face, to feel less awful. I leave the bathroom and grab my bag. I leave the room and walk downstairs.

A wave a smells hit my nose, it was maple and pancakes. My gaze went to the kitchen and see a plate of pancakes on the aisle, my stomach growls. God I'm so hungry.

To think about it I didn't get since last night. I go close to the kitchen, and my eyes stay at the food. It looks uneaten and freshly made.

My stomach growls more, I should eat it. It's not my fault that you made food and you don't eat it right away. I sit on the stool and start eating it, I moan. This is so good.

I finish it quickly, not a spec left on that plate. I get up from the chair and went to the sink to clean it, just to be polite.

I leave the kitchen to the living room, he's not here either. Let me check somewhere else, before I leave I hear a grunt.

I turn back to hear where the noise coming from. I hear it again and it's coming from outside. He's outside?

I head towards the sliding glass door, I open it and it leads to the backyard. And wow it's huge, everything about this house is amazing. The grass is so green, you can tell that it is well taken care of.

There is a bird fountain, that currently have two birds in it. There is a gazebo, that has sofas around a fire pit. My eyes widen at the flower garden, they are vibrant, gorgeous in color, and stood tall.

Did he do this? I was snap out of my thoughts, when I hear him. I turn to see him shirtless backside, his back is tones. You can see the dimples in the skin.

I need to snap out of it. You can't be drooling over this man. I clear my throat and walk towards him. While walking I see him raise his arm with an axe in his hand, and go back down to the stump. That holds the wood logs.

How could he even be more attractive?!? He turns his head and his eyes spot me. His gaze linger on me before turning away, he then swing the axe in to the stump keeping it stuck there.

He pick up the logs and start walking to the gazebo, I follow him. He place them near one of the sofas. "Did you eat it?" This is the first thing he ask me. Not even a good morning.

"Yes. I was good, thank you." He doesn't respond, all he does is clean out his fire pit. I frown, "You're not much of a talker." I mutter under my breath.

"You can say that." He reply. I look away from him, sh*t he heard that. He get up from his position current position and turn to me.

His eyes were on mine. "What do you need?" He ask blankly.

"I want to go home." He lick his lips and start walking to the door. I follow him and we get inside. He goes towards the couch and grab his shirt that was on the head of it. He puts his shirt on. "Get my keys. It's on that table ." He said while pointing to the table next to me.

I look to it and grab the keys on it. I toss it to him and he catches. We head outside, and Michael open his garage. It reveals a truck and a motorcycle, I look around the it. It was your basics, a tool box, boxes, and some miscellaneous items.

He opens the doors to his truck and we get inside. He starts the engine and begins to drive. This going to be a long ride.

I take out my phone from my bag, and went to message. I go click on Boss.

Good morning. I will not be making it to work today, because last night I got attacked.

I hope that sounds good. I see Shamus typing.

Attacked! What happened? I hope you're okay

Yes I'm okay it happened after you sent me home but don't worry I was able to get some help

I'm glad you're okay, and don't come to work tomorrow either. Make sure you get rest.

Thank you

I get out of messages. Okay that went well, I bite my lip. In here is so quiet, the only thing you here is the air conditioning. Let me distract myself, I go to play candy crush.

After I beat a couple of levels, I look away from it. I hear a Micheal clear his throat and my gaze look went to him.

I notice his grip on the wheel, it show off his veins. I look away and out of nowhere he speaks. "Why were you in werewolf territory?"

I frown, does he think I purposely went here. "That wolf chase me down, so I ran until I found safety. Do you think I would purposely go here?" I said defensively.

He notice my tone and went quiet. After a couple of seconds of silence he continues. "I didn't mean it that way. I'm just trying to get the full story, so I can deal with this properly."

I raise a brow and he senses it. "Since a werewolf attacked a neutral, we have to take care of it through court."

"Do I have to testify?" He shake his head no. "No, it was in werewolf territory and since I was the one that technically attacked him, I will." 

My eyes went wide. "Wait, this is how your justice system works." He pauses and nods.

A flash of anger came over me. "That's not right! So if you don't win your case, my attacker will get off." I feel my hand shake from anger. This is not fair! I will have to live in fear, while he's out there.

Michael inhale sharply and pull over the car, I look at him. "What are doing!" I shout.

I takes a deep breath and look at me. His brown eyes, told me to relax. I bite my bottom lip in frustration.

"I need you to calm down...please." He grunt out. My gaze look at him in shock, he said please?

I look away from him. "I can't just calm down. My attacker is somewhere just waiting to spin the whole thing. It's not fair!"  He goes quiet but I hear him breathing, it's heavy.

I get worried, why is he breathing like that. I turn to him, and I see his head is down and his shoulders slouch. He's counting the fingers on his hands, what the f*ck.

My anger got push to the side and now I'm feeling nervous. What's wrong with him. "Hey are you okay?" I ask him, but all he can do is shake his head.

  Oh sh!t what did I do! Should I reassure, comfort, and just get out of the car. Let me choose the latter.

"Michael... it's okay, you didn't do anything wrong. Um I'm going to go outside." Before I can leave, he grab my wrist.

"No stay here." And I did just that. I wait in silence until he calms himself. After some odd minutes, he raises his head.

"You're okay?" I ask him. He was about to nod but he pause and decide to speak.

"Yeah I'm fine. I usually get like this when I'm overwhelmed .. Look I get it you're scared and justifiably angry but I can promise you he won't get off." He said looking deeply into my eyes.

I don't know why but my heart flutter a little. I just nod my head and look away from him, afraid that I might get sucked in.

I notice his hand still on my wrist. "Hey your hand." I tell him and he lets go hesitantly. He start the car and begins to drive.

I look at the window, what the f*ck just happened.

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He made it to my house. "Thanks for the ride." I said in a hurry and quickly leave the car. I get inside, and close the door behind me.

I walk to my room, and lay my body on the bed. Was I wrong about my assessment of him?