I'm Best Friends With A Werewolf

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight- Shifters, Talks, And Lust

Amber POV/ (Normal from here)

I woked up once more to realize that Shane lifted up my shirt once I fell asleep again, idiot. I liked Shane a lot, but there has to be something in that thick skull of his that is making him so hormonal. Literally his eyes are always glued to my ass and chest. And they turn different colors, from his normal gray to black or dark blue.

I sat up and tried to leave the bed but his arms where tightly wrapped around my torso and held me down against his body. I struggled against the powerful hold but I eventually got lose. I walked away went to the bathroom, doing my business and washing my hands.

When I entered the room I saw Shane having a panic attack until his eyes landed on me. Rushing over to me and checking for injuries.

"Where the fuck did you go?" He asked.

"The bathroom, you heard of a bladder right," I raised an eyebrow at his stupidity.

"Listen to me angel, I don't fucking care if you are in the next room. I want to know where you are 24/7, I can't lose you, understand?" He growled.

I pushed on his rock hard chest, "You can't tell me what to do, we may be mates but I have rights."

He snarled and forced me against the wall, I saw his teeth shift to fangs as we made eye contact. His face moving close to my nape. His hot breath making the hairs on my neck stand on end, "You are mine. You should learn a lesson for defining your Alpha."

Pulling away his eyes were black as night, no stars or a moon shown.  Lips pulled back to reveal a mouthful of sharp fangs that could tear away a piece of flesh in seconds from one forceful bite. I felt myself grow in fear at the thought of my throat being ripped out of my body, I shed a tear.

My knees weaken and the only thing keeping me up is his strong muscles that held my wrists above my head. Moving back to my neck he kissed a certain spot making me moan. His fangs scraped across my skin and sunk in to the flesh and muscle. I wanted to scream until it turned to pure pleasure, I felt like I was in heaven. Lapping up the blood with his tongue he pulled back to reveal blood stained teeth. I was frightened and excited for his next moves.

His canines disappeared into his gums and reappear with normal human teeth, "Happy sugarplum?"

All I did was give a quick nod before using my legs to wrap around his waist. I brought my head forward and kissed his delectable lips, him deepening the kiss but of course nothing could stay forever.

"Ah-hmm," both of us freeze as I look over at my father standing by the door, arms crossed and left foot tapping.

"Hi, dad," I laugh nervously, Shane frozen in his place.

I untangled myself from a fearful mate and pulled up my shirt so it covered the hickey or mark or whatever the damn thing is called! Shane was still bare chested and for the first time ever I noticed he had tattoos! A wolf tattoo was aligned in the middle of his back until just a few inches before his sweats. Fangs bared as the creature was running, a magnificent sight.

My dad seemed to look over Shane until his eyes widened in fear. Why I didn't know?

"Your a shifter," my father muttered.

"So you do know why I'm here," Shane's expression grew dark. I heard my father gasp and when I look at Shane his eyes are dark blue with golden specks and his fangs are showing.

"You...your destined to be with my daughter! I forbid it!" Dad was beyond angry, he was enraged.

"You shouldn't mess with me, or Amber. She now belongs to me! She bares my mark!" Shane snarled, I moved in between the two, "I can protect her, besides she will go into heat, just because she isn't a werewolf doesn't mean the mark won't make her!"