You're mine (werewolf imagines)

A broken door

You hear a knock on your door and you already decide to ignore it. It's three in the morning whatever that person wants is nothing good. Trying to go back to sleep even though the person outside is really persistent.

The knocking finally stops but in it's wake was a loud bang as if the door was broken down. Getting scared you decide to hide while texting your best friend to call the cops. Just in case the attacker hears you calling.

"Sweet heart I know where you're so you might as well come out" You hear a guy yell from downstairs.

His voice sounded compelling and it made you want to run to him. Thinking you're just getting a case of Stockholm syndrome you quickly brush the thought out of your head.

Not even a minute later the vent that you climbed into was yanked open and the attacker yanks you with it. Thinking the worse you start to scream and fight.

That's until he growls the words "You're mine". You're shocked that a human could possess such a sound.

"Get out of my house you creep. My dad will skin you alive" You lie knowing that your dad would just kill him.

After all you were daddies little girl and he would do anything for you. You guys were thick as something really thick, like steel. And had a bond as unbreakable as an Nokia phone.

"How can I leave my mate" He whispers on your neck and despite the fact that he could kill you, you shiver.

Your body betrays you further and move closer to his mouth. Hoping for a feel of his lips on your skin. What in the hell is going on here? Why are you feeling this way towards him. You rake your brain for answers but come up short.

"I'm not your friend, I don't even know you" Some sense finally kicks in again and you begin to fight.

He grows weary of you trashing in his hands so he let's you stand. You're about to run when your eyes betray you by glancing at him.

He was tall, really tall maybe 6'1 but you've always been bad at guessing height. He had beautiful chocolate brown eyes that seemed to never stop shining. His skin was also a dark caramel color that seemed to compliment your own. He had a scar on his left cheek that made him even more handsome. He wasn't a Greek god but he was definitely worth staring at. You were drawn to him that much was for sure.

"I'm surprised you're not running" He said with a cute smile adoring his face.

Yeah, why am I not running? You ask yourself but again you couldn't find an logical answer.

"Why are you in my house?" You ask your question again because it was the only thing that mattered at the moment.

He stares at you as if he's trying to scan and obsorb every fact about you. It wasn't the creepy type of staring either, you got a certain thrill from the way he was looking at you. He wasn't staring at your nonexistent boobs but he was examining your entire being.

"You're my mate and I'm tired of not being to hold you" He told you before pulling you back into his arms.

You've never been this comfortable in someone's arm before. Normally you would hug them for a quick five seconds.

"In tired of not being able to kiss you" He says in a low whisper before placing his lips on yours.

The kiss takes you to whole other planet. You didn't see fireworks and feel butterflies. You saw the universe differently and you felt a change with in yourself. It was a good type of change that made you excited for what's to come.

"And I'm tired of not being able to talk to you and get the chance to fall in love with you. Because I know will if you give me the chance." He says after he breaks from the kiss.

You're in too much of a bliss to even respond. You kiss him again not wanting that feeling to stop. Dreading when reality hits.

You can ask for request of what you want to read. Also should I add pictures of the guy. Call him the guy of the day? Tell me what you guys think.