My kidnapper, is my mate?!?!

You Can Trust Me

I took a nice long shower in Zane's bathroom. I ended up using his "guy" shampoo. Once I turned off the water I stepped out of the shower. I looked around the bathroom and found new clothes by the foot of the door. I blushed realizing Zane had to have walked in here to put them there.

Once I was fully dressed I walked out of my room and saw Zane, shirtless. I couldn't help but stare at him. He was just so handsome, and hunky.

"Are you done checking me out?" Zane smirked, I suddenly snapped out of it and looked straight at him in his face.

"I was not checking you out." I stated.

"Sure." He smiled. Then I decided to change the subject.

"Who was that guy we saw in the woods today?" I asked him.

"He was the King of Vampires, like a Lord." Zane explained.

"He called you Alpha Goldheart."

"Goldheart is my last name, and Alpha...." Zane trailed off.

"I'm this packs Alpha. Which means I am the leader, and you my love, are the Luna."

"What is the Luna?" I asked Zane.

"Luna is like the Alpha Female." Zane said.

"So, you are a werewolf. You are a leader of a pack that has tons of other werewolves. And sense I'm your mate that makes me a leader as well?" Zane nodded.

"Catherine what is your last name?" Zane asked me.

"You're not going to believe me, but my last name is Heart." I told him. He chuckled.

"Fitting." He smiled, which caused me to smile. I can see what this mate bond was doing to us. We were getting so much closer and we had only been with each other for 3 days. I stared at Zane's face and he stared at me.

"If you're the leader, then who is leading the pack right now?" I asked as I sat down next to him.

"My beta and Delta are. The beta is second in command, while the Delta is the third in command." Zane explained.

"How many peop, I mean werewolves are in your pack?"

"Over 800." After Zane said that, I gasped.

"But, I'm here to protect you, and help you get settled in. Once that happens I won't get to stay here as often." I got up off the ground and lay down next to Zane on the bed.

"We were close to doing, things, earlier weren't we?" I asked. Zane nodded.

"It was like something in me took over my whole body."

"Did you not like it?" Zane questioned.

"No, I l-liked it, but I didn't try too. That was my very first, k-kiss." I mumbled. Zane looked so proud for being my first kiss, it made me want to kiss him again.

"That was our mate bond, it gets a lot stronger when I mark you." Zane sighed as he looked up at the ceiling.

"Do you want to mark me?" I asked. Zane quickly turned to me.

"Yes I do, it took everything out of me today to not mark you. But, if you want to wait, then we can too." He rushed.

"We?"

"My wolf is like another person in my mind, he pretty much second guesses everything I think and say."

After a couple minutes of just lying next to each other I whispered,

"You kidnapped me."

"But we belong together." Zane whispered back.

"I don't want to be pregnant at 18, or 19, or 20. I want to be normal." I exclaimed.

"Most mates find each other between ages of 18-25 and they have pups around those ages too." Zane said.

"Well, I don't think I could, mate, this young." Zane looked at me with confusion. His eyes sparkled. His hand was just barely touching mine, but the sparks exploded through me once again.

"G-go away." I moaned. Zane looked even more confused.

"Go away before this feeling makes me kiss you again." I complained. Zane, instead of pulling away, came closer. He lay right on top of me. Me being inbetween his legs and he kept most of his weight off of me by using his arms that were placed on both sides of my head. He put his face in my neck breathing in my scent. He kissed a trail of kisses from my jawline all the way to a spot on my neck, just where my shoulder bone meets my neck. I felt myself moan. It was like he hit a sweet spot and a great amount of pleasure was felt from my neck. Then he stopped. The sparks were overpowering and when I looked at him, I felt nothing but the urge to love him. To kiss him, to make him mine. Zane smirked at me, lust showing in his eyes, and I pulled him in towards me. He wouldn't kiss my lips unless I did it first.

I moaned at the touch of him, as the sparks grew bigger so did my desire and I couldn't take it anymore. I kissed him once again, and we kissed and kissed and kissed until we were out of breath. We both panted next to each other. Why did something that felt so wrong, feel so right?

"It's not wrong for us to love each other Catherine." Zane said.

"It just feels like it is, because you kidnapped me."

"But it's better here. Away from your abusive father." Zane moaned.

"I guess you're right."

"You can trust me, you know that, right Catherine?" Zane asked. And with that I nodded.