Unfurling Secrets h.s. (Werewolf)

Chapter 5

I patiently awaited my death but I could not hear anything other than my rapid heartbeat and the monster's low breathing. Am I not going to die? Do I still have to take the math test? I opened my eyes slowly, looking at the creature that was above me. I felt tears roll down my face as I saw the monster's lips pulled back in a snarl, its orange eyes glowing.

Suddenly the heavy breathing stopped and I heard whimpering. I closed my eyes as I felt a wet snout being pushed against my cheek, nudging slightly. Was he not going to kill me? I'm going to survive? The whimpering started again and I opened my eyes once more to see sadness and longing swirling in the orange orbs. I reached a shaky hand forward, pressing it against the soft fur of the burgundy animal. I felt it shudder before it pressed itself into my hands, purring. It's nose pressed against my cheek again and this time I sighed out of content, its presence somehow calming, soothing. I let my eyes shut and revelled in the warmth of the creature.

Why is a wolf acting like this? Why is it-WAIT! IT'S HARRY. OH. MY. FUCKÌNG. SHÌT! My eyes snapped open, the fear within them obviously shocking the wol-Harry. I scrambled backwards, my arms wrapped tightly around my knees, shaking slightly. I screwed my eyes shut, hiding my face in my arms. I heard the sounds of cracking bones again.

"Sweetheart, baby look at me." He begged. I lifted my head to see the shirtless-no wait! He was freaking naked! A blush rode up my cheeks and I turned my face sideways, as to not see it. I bet it won't be that impressive, with an ego as big as his! I thought to myself.

"Baby, you have to believe me okay? I won't hurt you. Now that I've found you why would I? Sweetheart this is all normal. You were destined to be my mate!" He said tiredly.

What the fuck was he talking about? Can he not speak English like a normal person?

"I am not your mate or whatever that is! You don't own me! Let me go home you were-freak!" I shouted angrily, looking up at him.

"You are my mate. You will not leave me." He almost shouted, a glint in his eyes. He moved closer now - still naked may I add - his hands cupping my cheeks. I flinched and I saw a flash of sadness in his deep green eyes. But it was gone before I could say anything and the cocky smirk took over his face. He pulled me up with him, making me stand with my back against the wall. He came ever closer, until I could smell the mint on his breath.

"I'm telling you this now and you will listen to me very carefully. You are mine and only mine. MINE!" He growled, his arms caging around me, trapping me against the wall.

He leaned his head down, his face level with mine. My breath hitched as his lips came close to mine, an inch away from touching mine. I gulped loudly as I could taste his breath and his lips brushed against mine as he said one last time,

"You are mine sweetheart." Tingles rushed through my lips. It was amazing how just the gentle brush of his against mine affected me so much, imagine if it was a real kis- NO don't think that bella! He's your kidnapper!

He pulled back, his lips forming that cocky smirk.

"By the way baby, that wasn't outer first kiss. It'll be a lot better than that, you'll be begging me for that blissful release." He whispered. That cocky son of a-

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