Mates With A Rogue

Chapter 5

Andy's POV :

I stare at her flawless body, could she get any hotter?
Even if most of it was behind the bathroom door and covered by a towel.
I could feel myself getting more and more needy, I wanted Brooke.
I needed Brooke.
I feel myself slowly get up, my wolf was beginning to take over.

My gaze never left brooke's eyes, they were filled with fear but that didn't stop my wolf.

Wolf stop, you're scaring her!

I start pleading to my wolf. He ignored me.

WOLF!!!

Still no answer.

Wolf I swear do you want mate to hate us?!?

This finally caught his attention.

But mate looks so pretty, she is a pretty one. And I'm ready for her.

BUT SHE'S NOT READY FOR US!!!

My wolf began to wince at the sudden raise of my voice.
I felt myself begin to get all the control back before I had reached Brooke.
Once I was fully in control I could see Brooke whimpering by the bathroom door, tears were rolling down her cheeks and I could tell I had went too far.

'B-brooke I'm sorry. My wolf took over, I know you are not ready for those things yet. I am so so sorry.'

I was hoping for her forgiveness, how foolish could I be?

'It's okay... I know how much pain wolves can be.'

I still feel guilty, even if she did forgive me. I couldn't believe how careless I could have been to make my own mate cry.

I tried to change the subject and hope it will change the mood.

'So pretty one, I left your clothes in the closet if you want to get changed...'

I muttered uncomfortably, it was so awkward I could bear to look her in the eye. Instead I looked down at my feet and shuffled them on the spot.

'Ok.'

It was a simple answer and she walked off, towel still wrapped around her body.

You thought it this time.
My wolf smirked.

SHUT UP!
I scowled.

Sometimes I didn't understand how I could be stuck with such an arrogant wolf.
I sigh and make my way over to the bathroom, I was going to need a very cold shower this morning.

***

I walk over to the closet to grab my clothes, I had double checked that Brooke wasn't still in there.
I grab a plain white shirt and some blue jeans.
It was simple but I couldn't care less, at least I was comfy.
I walk out of the closet and into the bedroom.

Brooke was sitting on the edge of the bed and seemed to be having a small debate in her head.
Probably with her wolf.
I clear my throat hoping to catch her attention, it works.

'Oh... hi.!

She whispered, she was scared of me and I knew it.

'Pretty one, please be honest with me. Are you scared of me?'

'No... yes. Maybe.'

I sigh and my wolf began to whimper. We both shared at least one thing in common, and that was we hated the thought of our mate being scared.
Of us.

'Please don't be, I'm not going to hurt you. I just had a small moment, it will never happen again. I promise and I swear to you.'

I felt myself begin to beg for her not to be scared.