" I don't believe you" I said softly, I was hurt to say the least, hunter... He wasn't horrible or deadly he was, him.
"You should, I have no reason to lie to you." He huffed crossing his arms like a child. I mentally rolled my eyes, how old was this guy? Three?...... Wait how old is he actually?!
"Uh um how old are you?" I asked biting my lip, he smirked at me.
" four years older then you " he started to walk back in the direction of the cave and I hurried after him not particularly wanting to be left in the forest alone.. At night.
" we'll I'm 17 and still classified as a minor by law so that's to bad for you ... Mate." I said smugly but my wolf howled in disagreement within me. I could almost feel her clawing at me to take it back. She wanted his wolf .. And she wanted him with his pale eyes and dark hair, chizled muscles and tanned skin. She wanted all of him and I felt guilty to admit but so did I.
" I don't play by your laws" he growled playfully and stood in front of me before I could blink. He pressed his body to mine pinning me against a tree. I felt a rumble grow in my chest but I pushed it down, I couldn't let him see the effect he had on me. His face was inches from mine.
" you are mine. No law stands in my way." His chest rumbled as he closed the distance between our lips, my heart started to beat faster and faster. I felt the need to lean in to him pulling from my wolf, she wanted this, I wanted this. I leaned forward so slightly, I could practically feel his lips millimetres away. The antiseption was killing me, so close, just a little closer.
"But if you want me to obey your laws have it your way." He whispered softly, he pulled away almost as quickly as he had been inches from my lips. What did he say? My eyes were fuzzy from the heat of the moment I had just felt, my heart pounded in my chest, my breathing wAs unsteady as I tried to calm my wolf who was growling at being played like that. All she wanted to do was jump on him and attack him with her lust like a wild animal. She growled happily at my thought
' I would like that' she yipped happily
' I have no doubt but it's my rules here so stop annoying me' I snapped and she shrieked away.
"Are you coming?" His voices broke me away from my thoughts. I nodded silently not wanting to speak I case he could hear my need for him. I walked next to him till we reached the cave, I finally gathered the guts to speak again, reassured that my voice wouldn't portray my feeling.
" you never told me how old you actually are" I admitted
" 21. I'm guessing ill have to wait till your 18 to even touch you now?" He noted glancing at me with his pale eyes. His eyes drove me insane! I couldn't live with out his touch for a year, but I wouldn't admit that to him.
" it's the law" I mumbled and he smirked at me
" not werewolf law. Our law is you see your mate and she is yours no matter how old she is." I could see the wicked glint in his eyes but chose to ignore it and act innocent.
" well I guess since I'm a werewolf I Obid by those laws and not the humans ones any more." I muttered hoping he hadn't caught on that I couldn't not have his touch for a year. I watched him nodd his head from the corner of my eyes. I could see he was trying to hide his smile which means he knew I couldn't live with out his touch, my checks heated up slightly as I glanced at him.
" it's late, you should get some sleep." Rylan spoke as he walked in to the cave with me following after him.
The cave was dark now, I could make out bodies in the bunk beds. After we had walked in Rylan showed me to a pair of bunk beds, he gave me the bed on the bottom and told me he was on the top bunk a couple beds over. That was all he said before he slipped into his bed a couple bunks over. To tired to even change, not that I had any spare clothes I slipped into to my bed pulling the covers up to my chin and slipped into sleep.
YOU ARE READING
A Beasts Love
WerewolfHey I'm Reagan George and since I was little I have been bounced around from foster home to foster home. When I see my old foster brother Cruz everything starts to fall in place.... But not before everything falls apart first.