~ The Legend ~ Bear Claw

chapter 58

~ Chapter 58 ~

"The moon doesn't make mistakes Lincoln" I tell him.

"Besides, if you've found your other half then you shouldn't be here with me" I tell him hiding the pain in my voice.

I feel him move closer to me, his warmth surrounds me as he lays on his side beside me. He props himself up on his right elbow while his left hand slides over my waist and grabs my left hand in his.

My breath freezes in my throat the entire time, especially when he entwines my left hand with his left hand and holds me closer to his body.

"The thing is..I don't want the one destined for me. I don't want the one I've been given" he whispers his lips close to my ear, his chocolate scented breath fanning my cheek lightly tickling me.

"Then who do you want?" I whisper back, my heart pounding in my chest so hard I could feel the beat playing in my ears.

"Someone strong" he murmurs placing a light kiss on my ear lobe.

"Independent" he places another kiss only slightly lower this time, sending shivers wracking through my body.

"Smart" I close my eyes as my body hummed with delight from his small actions that meant much more than they seemed.

"Controlling" I'm not controlling!

"Stubborn"

So not stubborn.

"Strong headed"

Damn straight.

"Loyal"

Can't dent that.

"Bi-polar" he murmurs almost seeming slightly amused by this, he places another kiss as he trails his lips down the side of my throat. I bit my lip gently in pleasure as he teases the crook of my neck, in between the joining of my shoulder and neck.

"Lethal"

"Caring"

"Is this me your talking about?" I whisper quietly and he pulls away slightly.

"Your the most beautiful creature I've ever met, I've seen many women in the castle as a child but your beauty is..pure" he tells me softly and I turn my head towards him.

"Pure?...That's a first" I state softly, his words meant a lot to me. More than he'll probably ever realise even though I don't seem to show my emotions very well.

"And its true" he tells me firmly.

"My darkness will taint you Lincoln, I don't want that" I whisper to him. I look up into his golden brown eyes, mesmerised by the beauty of them as he looks down at me with soft features and his eyes filled with tenderness and love.

Wait love..?

"I've spent my entire life there. I'm not afraid of the dark" he whispers, my heart melted completely at his words. Nobody has ever said something that meant so much to me, not even my own parents.

"That's all I needed to hear" I breathe and lift my head up, pressing my lips against his without hesitation. His hand holding me close to him tightens, pleasure spreads through my body making me shiver a little as his lips move softly against mine.

Slowly he presses me into the bed and hovers further over me, deepening the kiss and making me moan quietly. His huge body completely hiding mine as he hods himself up, half hovering over me. His soft touch on my bare skin make me tingle and warm instantly, he made my heart almost beat out of my chest and an army of butterflies to wreck havoc in my stomach.

He slowly pulls away a little after, his eyes shining brightly with a few emotions although his face remains almost unreadable. I could see the small smile on his lips though despite him trying to hide it.

"You can smile you know, it doesn't make you weak" I tell him softly with heavy breathing from our kiss.

Where did he learn to kiss like that? I could barely keep my own heart in my chest.

He buries his head into my hair, breathing in my scent.

"What do I smell like?" I ask curiously and prop one leg up.

"Lavender..mixed with fresh spring water" he mumbles into my neck and I laugh.

"You smell of coconut and lemon" I inform him and he grunts slightly.

"And here I was expecting dirt" he mumbles teasing me, I hate dirt. What's so wrong with that?

I don't mind dirt if I'm outside or its on my skin but I just hate having any dirt in my house. I also hate seeing my packs wolves all dirty and disgusting. We stay clean so they should too.

"I was getting to that part" I tell him in a serious voice and he lifts his head to look at me, his eyes narrowed slightly although his amusement shining in his golden brown eyes gives him away.

"You should go hunting with the pack for the rest of the week, if your staying then you might as well get to know them" I tell him.

"Trying to get rid of me?" He says offended.

"What. No I woul-" I narrow my eyes when I see he was joking.

"So you are trying to get rid of me?" He asks raising his eyebrows and I smile sheepishly.

"Do you know how hell week works?" I ask him.

He moves into a sitting position in front of me as I explain the days to him.

"1st day- pain. 2nd day- unbearable pain. 3rd day- extreme hate for everything. 4th day- emotional wreck. 5th day- sleep all day. 6th day- little pain" I tell him shrugging slightly.

Human males wouldn't care about a females cycle every month, it disgusts them. But for werewolves its completely different, there is male wolves who don't give two shits about a she males cycle but if they're wanting their balls to stay intact when it happens they might want to change their mind and Learn.

"What about the 7th?" He asks and I shrug slightly.

"Nothing really, I just sleep for the day until my body is fully recovered" I tell him.

Lies.

His eyes search mine for a few moments before he seems to buy it and he nods, surprising me.

And once this is over, your own personal hell begins my dear Lincoln.