Reign: War for Love

CHAPTER 6:- Fan-Girling is so over-rated, I do erratic explicit Fantasising!

Gracie leads me down the hall she takes a few turns, i really don't remember how many. The house is freaking damn huge, i think to myself. We come to a stop infront a door on the right side. Gracie opens the door and walks in and i follow, my eyes widen at the size of my room, it was huge, most definitely bigger than my old room, immediately i feel a pang in my heart at the thought of my old pack and mostly on the thought father selling me off, i always knew that he didn't like me but he hated me so much was not something i could believe. I am brought out of my train of thoughts by gracie who has a confused look on her face.
"Are you okay luna, did you not like your room. I can find you another if its so, we have plenty of rooms?" Gracie asks hesitently.
I shake my head. "Its beautiful" i say.
She nods. I take my time to examine her, she is pretty, mid 50s or so not that i'd guess it right, i mean you just can't guess a warewolves age on looks, brandon,my other brother the eldest of the lot, is 150 years but he don't look a year older than 35, isn't that something. But i most say she aged gracefully, she had a few gray strands, a few wrinkles around her eyes and mouth but apart from that nothing gave her away nothing at all nada.
"You need to rest the journey must have been tiring" gracie says and turns to leave, she turns around"if you need anything you know what to do" she says with a small smile and leaves.
Once she's out i turn back towards my room, my room, this is where i am gonna spend the rest of my life, this was family now.
My room had cream colour walls, there was a queen sized bed to the right side of the room, opposite to that on the far wall was a tv, a little away was a huge window with a little extention of the wall so we can sit and have some alone time staring out, it was separated from the room by curtains, to the left of the door was the bathroom and the closet, to the far right end was the study and next to it was a whole rack of books. In front of the tv were a few bean bags to sit. All in all my room was nice, better than nice.
I flop down on my bed. This is gonna be my room, my house, my pack...... this is all new, i sigh, i wonder what everyone is like in this pack, i think to myself.

* Couple hours later*

I groan,"I'm hungry". I try to open the door but find it locked from the other side".....I don't want her leaving her room for the next 4 days and most definitely no visitors..." i groan as i realise he meant what he said. I begrudgingly resume to my laying position on my bed..... Stupid! Stupid heat couldn't it wait.
Heat for a she-wolf is the time when a she wolves sexual desires hit overdrive..... since we wolves can transform from human form to wolf form we have special adaptive features especially she-wolves. Heat followed by the time of the month aka period was one of them.
I am on heat, i am hungry, i am locked up in my own room and i am pissed..... could life get any better. I sigh, this isn't the first time your going hungry anna it shouldn't be difficult after all you've been through worse, i think to myself and close my eyes, and let sleep take over me.

"He's back" i hear her say,"go and hide! Fast". I run into the room and hide under the bed.
Mom is suddenly shoved into the room rather too harshly, she stumbles and falls. I hear footsteps and don't dare get out. I see him hover over mom shouting profanities, he kicks mom on her stomach repeatedly,"Get up! Get up! You are one fucked-up bitch!","you are one fucked-up bitch, you are one fucked-up bitch, you are one fucked-up bitch".....echoes in my ears again and again. I put my fingers in my ears and close my eyes to block the noises and the image infront of me. Mom makes a sobbing noise but doesn't dare scream.
The sound stops. He turns and i see his boots as he stomps towards the bed. He stops a few steps away and stoops down and grins." There you are, you little shit!" And pulls me out......

A chilling wail wakes me up. Christ! I'm drenched in sweat and my heart is pounding. What the fuck? I sit bolt upright in bed and put my head in my hands. Fuck. They're back. The noise was me. I take a deep steadying breath, trying to rid my mind of the traumatizing past.

"Did you have a nightmare?" a voice said.
I look up startled and clutch my blanket to my chest. The dark figure is standing near the window staring at me silently.
"Who are you?" I whisper. He takes a few steps forward and i clutch my blanket tighter. The moon lites his face a little and i sigh in relief to see none other than my mate standing there. "Oh! Its just you, what are you doing here at this time?"
"I heard you scream, so i came to check on you" he shrugs," are you okay." I nod unable to form words; remembering my nightmare from just a moments ago left me shaking in fear.
"Anna"
I look up to see him standing next to me, i crease my eyebrow, how the heck did he get here so fast, seeing my expression he turns to leave, i grab his hand,"don't leave" i say "please". He sighs and climbs in under the covers and pulls me closer to him. His chest against my back. His head resting on mine, i could feel his breath on my neck, it sent shivers down my spine, something only he could do. He had his arm around my waist, palm on my tummy. I close eyes and try to sleep to the rhythm of his heart pounding against my back.
I felt safe, in his arms. For the first time in a long time i felt secure.
"Anna"
"Hmmmm"
"What was the nightmare about?" I stiffen.
He sighs and his grip around my waist loosens.... no no no no....... i turn around to face him making sure his arms stay around my waist and look at him, my beautyfull mate.
I cup his face in my hands and stare at him, taking him in, drinking each and every feature of his. His jet black hair messy as ever, his thick black eyebrows creased in concern, his dark green eyes peiring into my soul into my very being trying to read me figure me out, his sharp nose, his baby pink lipsset in a straight line holding his usual expression, his strong jaw line with subtle hair growing...... he is mine, all mine, how did i get so lucky, and all i want to do right now is stay in his arms forever, sensing my thoughts he pulls me in our noses touching, our breaths mixing, he smelled of honeydew, coffee and shower gel. They are now my official favorites. I close my eyes and clutch his T-shirt tightly. As much as i didn't want to talk about it, he had the right to know, he was my mate after all, he won't hurt me right. I felt his finger lift my chin to look at him but i din't. I hear him sigh in defeat and his finger drops. I take a deep breath before telling him everthing about my past and all the nightmares, i don't dare look at him throughout, my eyes trained down, after i finish i wait for him to say something presuming he wouldn't want me after this. When he doesn't say anything i use everything i have to look up and my heart clenches at the sight, his eyes held so many emotions and i could see them all very clearly...... anger, rage, pain, agony but above all love pure love, his grip around me tightens, i bury my head in his chest," I won't let anyone hurt you, you know that right" he says with sincerity in his voice. I look up and nod, he leans in and i feel his lips on mine. They were softer than i had imagined. I don't know how long we kissed but when we pulled back we both were breathing heavy, our hearts pounding-" this is our first actual kiss" i say breathless and a small smile graces his beautifull face sending my heart on overdrive. His hands gently strock my cheek. I look up into his eyes and gasp, they held love so much love that i didn't know what to think or do...... and just like that his lips came crashing against mine again but this one was nuch much more intense and full of need than the first one. He pushed me back on the bed and climbed over me, his legs on either sides, his hold on me firm pinning me to the bed with his hands while mine were in his hair.
"Anna...."
"Hmmmmm"
"Anna" he says again a little louder this time.
"Ummmm......... not now baby" i say a little breathless.
"Anna", he shouts again, followed by a pillow hitting my head. I jolt up, my legs tangling with the blanket, i lose my balance and face plant on the floor. Great! I hear chuckles, i sit up rubbing my sore nose. I stare up ready to blow on who ever ruined my beautifull dream, when my eyes land on him, the cute polite guy drom before.
"What were tou fantasising about?" He says between laughs.
My cheeks heat up at the mention of my inappropriate dream and i blush furiously.
"Shut up" i say trying to hue my embarrasment.
"Breakfast in 10..... don't be late or he won't like it" he says after calming himself down and waljs out.
I smile a little to myself. I am still sitting on the floor. Hmmm i din't get his name, i must ask the next time. I put my head in my hands remembering last nights erotic dream........ Fan-girling is so over-rated, I do erratic explicit fantasising!!!!....... que groan.

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