Am I dead? Am..am I even alive? This was the first thing that popped into my head. I let out a low groan full of pain. My head was pounding at an incredibly fast paste that created a massive headache. I pried my eyes open, regretting it soon later as the light caused me even more pain. I shut my now-sensitive-eyes as soon as the first wave of pain struck me, shaking my head wondering what the hell was wrong with me. Moron. "Ah, you're awake now." Said an unknown person; he wasn't really unknown, it was recognizable. I was delighted once I was able to figure out that it was Marcus.
Sitting up I rubbed my eyes looking around until my eyes landed on green ones. "How are you feeling?" I honestly didn't know how to answer that. Should I tell him? As much as I wanted to tell him what I encountered on the well-known path, it would be best if I said I didn't remember anything. "I am-I am feeling alr-" Marcus gave me a look, a knowing look that screamed 'you are anything but fine.' He was absolutely right.
"I'm sure I will feel better in time, Marcus." He looked at me with a hard gaze, holding something that wasn't explainable. Marcus left me with a weak smile walking into the bathroom. He came out with a first-ad kit in one hand and new cloths in the other. I arched an eye-brow painfully. "Here let me." He said walking over to me.
I gave him a questioning look. I feel like I can trust him but I was still wary of him. None the less, I let him pull up my shirt and replace the bandage that I felt seconds ago. Marcus hesitated. "It might be best of you look away." Juddering my head, I looked away not wanting to see it myself. Though curiosity got the best of me and I took a quick peek at the wound.
I had to do a double take because I was certain that the creature had clawed me. My clear, perfectly smooth stomach was telling me otherwise. Disbelief written all over my face when I jerked my head towards Marcus looking for answers even though I was sure he didn't have an explanation for this. Despite my previous thought, the look Marcus was giving me made me rethink everything.
I quickly got up not wanting to consider that any of this was real. The animal in the woods, it must have been a dog. The cut that I had, I must heal fast. That was all there was to it. There can't be anything else. Grabbing my bag I speed walk out of the room and down the hall, all the way to the front door.
Before my hand can even caress the door knob Marcus calls out to me. "You must want answers." I didn't want to have to admit to him that I did want to know what was going on. "Maybe." I said stubbornly. Marcus gave me an amused look when I turned to look at him. I sighed and walked to the living room, waiting of the handsome man. He sure took his time, I thought. He finally came into view, sitting beside. "Lets begin." Marcus came out with, breaking the awkward silence.
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Marcus accomplished his mission in telling everything there was to tell one about werewolves. When he first mentioned this I laughed thinking that the man was insane for believing such things exist. He had expected my reaction as we only smiled, asking if I would like for him to prove it.
Without a doubt I said yes, wanting to really see if he could give me proof. I had probably given him that same amused expression as he handed me a few hours ago. I had no idea that him showing me proof involved him stripping in front of me. Not really wanting to see him without cloths on I look away, only to hear a sinful laugh full of words that didn't need to be said. I had shook my head at him, holding back a laugh by biting my lip.
Marcus was a man of words. All you could hear was bone cracking and me fearing for him I looked at him, completely shell shocked at what I had saw. He had really proven me wrong. Only moment later did I freak out and run that he shifted back. Running after me and catching me he reassured me that he nor his wolf would ever hurt me. For some time I rejecting his comforting words, ignoring his pleading statements.
It was only an two hours ago that he left me to my thoughts. Bit by bit I started to believe him, that he wouldn't hurt me. If he wanted to he would have done it by now, especially since he's a werewolf. And it was only an hour ago that I found Marcus within his massive mansion to tell him that I was sorry for the dramatic commotion that I created. He ended up convincing me that it was alright and that it was normal to react the way I did.
Marcus had asked about if I had thought it over. He had asked if I considered still being his mate and his future Luna. I had told Marcus that all the information he gave me was still very fresh in my mind. I even voiced out that I was willing to give this mate thing a try and told him it was best if he held off on me becoming Luna for right now. Marcus understood everything, but I could tell that he wanted to move things at a faster past. I was just thankful that he respected me wanting to wait on things.
Alpha King. My supposed mate is the ruler of all wolves, even other Alphas like himself. I couldn't help but smile at the thought of it. Due to me mental break down hours ago, I couldn't recall what his wolf looked like and quickly wished I had. I'll have to ask to see his wolf one day.
I was currently on the soft couch, sprawling my body on the comfortable seats. Marcus came in, knocking on the it so he doesn't scare me. Like last time. I shot up from my comfy state, wishing I hadn't. "Aurora I would like you to stay in my room." Marcus was not in a rush to add, "for safety reasons." I slowly nodded my head. I'm sure that's the only reason.
I was already starting to give into him. I wouldn't let him knw it though, not yet. "Thank you but no, I don't think it's that bad out there. I'm sure I'll be fine in the room your letting me use." I kindly denied. I couldn't help but want to amuse myself. Marcus arched an eye-brow. "It wasn't a suggestion, Love" He said as a matter of fact, just as much of foolery in his voice as mine. I shook my head in a playful way, being just as persistent as before.
Marcus looked at me shaking his head and leaning his body on the other side of the wall, giving the feeling that he is just as unpredictable as the day I met his.
"You have three seconds Aurora." He stated with a smirk creeping on his face.
"Three seconds till what Marcus?" I have to admit, I am a little confused. What would happen after three seconds? Not giving me an answer Marcus only stared at me, holding his poker face well.
"One..." Marcus almost barked. I knew he didn't mean to scare me-maybe intimidate me a little but I couldn't help but feel his demanding voice deep in my bones. I was practically ready to give in to Marcus, if it wasn't for my stubbornness.
"I'm not moving" I hesitantly said; at the same time I was trying to hide a smile that wanted to slither up onto my face. Marcus observed me, no doubt catching a sight of me holding back a smile.
"Two..." He added, not giving up. Marcus continued to stare at me holding a heated gaze with my eyes, it only made me more anxious.
"Aurora" He called out to me, smirking devilishly. "Three..." He dragged out, knowing it would affect me more. I am so dead. The only thing that came to mind was to lay back down on the couch and act as if he was never there. His presence didn't go unnoticed no matter how hard I tried.
I felt warm arms wrap around my small waist pulling me up. A light squeal escaped my lips, later followed by a giggle. "Marcus-hey put me down!"
Marcus threw me over his shoulder and started walking up the stair case. I couldn't help but snicker with laughter when the blood started to rush to my head. This was the most fun I have had in a long time. I'm glad I chose the hard way.
