Inescapable Love

Chapter Seven: Kidnapped...Again

I was frozen in shock when I heard Chris say that Adam had given him the gashes. I never thought Adam was capable of something like that, but then again, I had never found out about his secret until now.

"Are you afraid?" Chris asked after I was silent for a few minutes. I slowly nodded and he let out a deep breath.

"Don't be afraid of me or my pack. None of us will hurt you." He assured me.

"Why does Adam want me?" I asked slowly.

"He thinks I brainwashed you and I'm holding you against your will and torturing you just to cause him pain." Chris explained.

"Then why don't you just tell him the truth?" I asked.

"He won't believe me." Chris mumbled.

"Then I'll tell him." I said, getting up quickly. He grabbed my wrist and sat me back down.

"No. He'll think I'm threatening you and forcing you to say that. He's not gonna believe either of us." Chris said. I sighed in defeat and gave up.

"Do you still want to get out of the house?" Chris asked softly. I nodded and he made me look at him.

"There is one way I can stop Adam from wanting to kidnap you." He said in a low voice.

"What is it?" I asked eagerly.

"I have to bite you." He whispered.

"And turn me into one of you?" I asked, shocked. He nodded and I paled.

"Um... I-I don't really wanna do that. I just don't think- I mean..." I trailed off, trying to word my sentence carefully so that he didn't get offended.

"I understand." He said, squeezing my hand gently. I nodded and he just held me.

"You can go to your house and get what you need and leave a note for your mom IF my pack and I come with you." Chris said.

"Okay." I replied, my mood brightening a bit. Chris smiled back at me and then got up to go wash himself off in the bathroom. I laid back on the bed and thought about what he had told me. He said that he was a werewolf. I never believed in werewolves, but he had to be telling the truth. I had seen the wolves for myself, and I had seen his eyes glow orange as his four deep gashes completely disappeared. If that wasn't proof, I didn't know what was...

I found myself drifting off to sleep before Chris even got out of the shower, and I sunk gratefully into peaceful dreams.

CHRIS POV

As I stepped out of the shower and threw on a new pair of boxers, I glanced over at the bed to see that Miranda was sleeping. I smiled at how beautiful she looked, and then I walked over and took her into my arms as I slipped into the covers beside her. A few minutes later, my wolf was almost purring with contentment as I drifted off to sleep beside her.

When I woke up she was nowhere to be found, and I got a little worried, which was only natural since Adam was basically stalking my house. My heart beat faster as I jumped out of bed and darted into the hallway, checking the other bedroom. It was empty. I turned around and slowly twisted the doorknob to the bathroom, opening it slightly. I gasped loudly as I saw that she had her back to me, and she was completely naked. I was so stupid! I should've knocked! She spun around to face me, and I tried to close my eyes, but my wolf was preventing me from doing so. He just wanted to stare at her perfect body for hours.

"I'm sorry." I said quickly, while still observing he body.

"I-It's okay. You can come in." She said softly. Without thinking, I stepped into the room and closed the door behind me. I saw that she was just about to get in the shower from the looks of things, but she didn't seem to be going anywhere now.

"Miranda-"

"Shh." She said, placing a soft kiss on my lips as she wrapped her arms around my neck. What was she doing?! My arms automatically curled around her waist as I kissed her back, and my hands couldn't help but run up and down her bare back. She bit her lip and hooked one finger into my boxers, dragging me with her towards the shower. I was breathing harder now, my heart racing in my chest. She pulled the curtain closed and I pressed her against the tile wall as I kissed her hungrily. She took my hands and placed them on her breasts, causing me to grow harder. I was only in my boxers, and her innocent little eyes glanced at me before her hands were slipping them off my waist. She tossed them out of the shower and then pulled my lips back to hers. I knew she could feel my arousal with her naked body pressed against mine, and I was shocked that she was doing this so suddenly. I lifted her up slightly and wrapped her legs around my waist. My eyes flickered up to meet hers as I prepared to enter her. I had been wanting this for a long time.


I shot up in bed, sweat covering my chest as my heart pounded. I could feel how hard I was, and I ran a hand over my face, letting out a deep breath. That dream had felt so real, and now I wanted her more than I ever had before. I panted heavily as I glanced over at her, her tiny body plastered to my side as her arms wrapped around me tightly. I stroked her hair and she mumbled something incoherently.

"Chris..." She said softly, her hand unconsciously trailing over my chest.

"Miranda." I replied, holding her closer. Her eyes slowly opened and she blinked a few times before her vision cleared.

"Why are you sweating?" She asked tiredly.

"Um...bad dream." I said quickly.

"A bad dream caused this?" She asked, her fingertips lightly touching my bulge through my boxers. I gasped as I throbbed for her, and then I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Okay, maybe it was a good dream." I grumbled.

"About who?" She purred, looking into my eyes. I knew she was doing this on purpose.

"You." I said softly, looking away in embarrassment.

"Tell me." She said eagerly, rolling over and laying on my chest. Her legs were straddling me now, and that didn't really help my arousal...

"I don't really think I should." I said with a small smile.

"But I want to know." She pouted. I sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

"Fine." I said.

MIRANDA POV

My heart sped up as he said he was going to tell me. I was fighting back the urge to moan when my hips shifted slightly and his hard member twitched beneath me. I wanted to act out whatever type of dream he had, because I wanted him so badly right now, and I could tell he felt the same way.

"I walked in on you when you were about to get in the shower." He grumbled.

"And?" I asked, trailing my fingertips over his chest. He took a deep breath and continued.

"And you were naked. I was about to leave but you said I could come in, and then you took me into the shower with you." He said, his eyes closed as his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. I moved my hand down to his abs, tracing each one of them.

"Then?" I said, urging him to finish his dream.

"A-And then you took my boxers off and when we were about to...you know... I woke up." He stuttered, blushing as he opened his eyes.

"So that's where this came from?" I asked, moving my hand down past his abs and lightly resting it on the bulge in his boxers. I felt his heart speed up and he nodded. I kissed him lightly as I squeezed him gently, and his hips jerked as he let out a hiss.

"Damn." He muttered softly. He tangled his hand in my hair as he kissed me back, and my heart sped up to match his as I crept my hand into his boxers. I wanted to feel him.

"Miranda." He whispered as I began to tug his boxers down slightly. I ignored him and he groaned loudly as my fingers touched his length. I gasped. He didn't feel like I thought he would feel. He was warm and silky and pulsing in my hand, and I stroked him gently as he moaned softly. I took a deep breath and wrapped my hand around him, and he pulled his lips from mine so he could look at me. I didn't know what I was doing, or why I was doing this. I slowly moved my hand up and down his length and he raised his hips as he bit his lip. I slowly began to speed up, and the next thing I knew he was moaning loudly as he twitched in my hand and released everything he had. He was panting and gasping for breath as his body relaxed. I stared at him and he held me closer to him.

"Miranda can we-" he suddenly stopped speaking as a different emotion filled his eyes.

"What?" I asked nervously.

"Shh." He replied, closing his eyes. The next thing I knew, he was out of bed and pulling his boxers up.

"James says there's something wrong. David's coming to watch you." Chris said quickly as he slipped on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I sighed in defeat and slumped back against the pillows.

"Hey, I won't be long. Trust me, when I get back we can do whatever you want." He whispered as he leaned in and kissed me.

"You mean from your dream?" I asked softly, my heart pounding. He nodded and then smiled at me before darting out the door. I fell back on the bed and stared at the ceiling as the sunlight filtered in trough the windows. I looked at the clock and saw it was 9 am, and the next thing I knew the bedroom door was swinging open. I looked over to see David barge in with a worried look in his eyes.

"What happened?" I asked worriedly.

"Adam and his pack. They're about to attack." He said quickly. Fear flooded through me, but it wasn't fear for myself. It was fear for Chris. If Adam and his pack attacked, would Chris get hurt? I had already seen what Adam's claws could do, and I didn't want to imagine what the rest of his pack were capable of.

David sat in the corner and watched me as I bit my lip in worry. I stared at the clock, and I was startled when the bedroom door banged open. Michael and Richard from my school came barging in, and before David could do anything he was out cold. Richard had banged his head against the dresser as hard as he could. David slumped to the floor and I was frozen in shock as Michael scooped me into his arms. Before I could scream his hand was covering my mouth.

"We'll get you out of here Miranda. Don't worry." He whispered as he carried me downstairs and out the door. I wanted to scream for help, but I couldn't. I wanted Chris to come save me. I struggled in Michael's arms, and he held me tighter as I squirmed.

"Stay still." He ordered. Not that I listened to him.

"Richard she's not cooperating!" He said in an annoyed tone.

"Then it's worse than Adam thought. Just hold on to her a little longer." Richard replied. Michael nodded and then a few minutes later he began to run. He was running faster than I had ever seen a normal person run, and then before I knew it we were out of the woods and in an extremely large clearing. I spotted a house near the edge of the clearing and Michael walked up to the front door, knocking loudly. When the door opened, I froze. It was Adam.