Bittersweet

Chapter 3: Too Good to be True

Chapter 3: Too Good to be True

"What happened?" I questioned Zavier.

"After you called me your mate you tried to stand and tripped again. You hit your pretty little head on a rock," he chuckled. "Please don't do it again, you had me worried sick," I looked into his eyes and I noticed he looked quite worried.

'This is too good to be true' I told Aria.

'I don't give a damn, as long as I'm with Devon all is good' she giggled.

'Who?'

'His wolf'

Well it seems as if my wolf and I are both love struck.

"Oh good god, there better not be a fucking unexpected twist in this romance," I mumbled to myself, knowing damn well that Zavier could hear me with his enhanced hearing.

I slowly got out of the bed, with the worst headache I've ever had and a sharp pain in my right ankle. I looked down at my leg I noticed bandages.

"It's a sprained ankle and a couple cuts, Roland said it should heal as soon as the moon comes out tonight," he said noticing my shock as I looked down at my wounds, while speaking he wrapped his arm around my waist to keep me from falling.

"An idiot's battle scars I guess," I said giggling at the worry I found in his eyes. It's nice to have someone worry about you. Ever since I found out about mates I couldn't help but want one for my own. Knowing that you have a destined one out there just for you, it was so romantic.

I heard Zavier audibly sigh, he pulled me into a warm embrance. My heart skipped a beat and I could feel sparks everywhere his body met mine. He placed a light kiss on my forehead and handed me something to wear.

I quickly sprinted to the bathroom, accidentally going into the storage room first. Zavier chuckled, he's probably wondering how a person couldn't find a bathroom when it's en suite. I could feel a slight blush creep over my face, but after I just felt pain from running around on a sprained ankle.

Once into the bathroom I changed into the clothing he gave me. It ended up being a set of nude undergarments, a plain black spaghetti strap tank top, some light wash jeans, and white chucks. Pulling the bra over my head I realized something, how did he know my size? How did I get into a hospital gown?! At the thought of Zavier changing me I screamed, but I stifled it as soon as possible.

BANG!

I whipped around to face the door, I found Zavier out of breath in the door way, his face tinted red.

" I-I-I-I heard a scream," he stuttered, quickly exiting and slamming the door. He looked as if he saw a ghost, I laughed.

wait

He didn't see a ghost! I still haven't put on my shirt yet! I quickly pulled on my tank top and white chucks. I looked in the mirror and decided to splash my face with a bit of cold water to calm down. I checked myself in the one last time for good measure.

'Not bad, but the tank top is a little restricting in the chest area'

I walked out of the restroom still embarrassed and wondering 'What happens next?'

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I know still boring, don't worry I'll get to the good stuff soon! I hope your looking forward to the next chapter, it'll get more juicy.

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