Chapter Quatre - The Past Hurts - Things Heat Up

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before you read this chapter I feel the need to warn you that it heats up alot near the end! Pic of Lalani on the side! Also listen to the song! it goes really well with the end of the chapter!!!! 

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Blayre’s P.O.V.:

I must have fainted from lack of oxygen, because I suddenly woke up. I stretched and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Yawning I tried to stand up but was pulled back by strong arms around my waist. I lay there, snuggled up against some guys hard chest. I struggled but he just grumbled and rolled over, crushing me underneath him.

I groaned and tried to get comfortable underneath him. I began to doze off when the door suddenly burst open and a shrill scream entered the room. The man on top of me jumped up, instantly crouching in front of me. A growl erupted through his chest and he began to shake. I raised up onto my knees and began to stroke his neck and back. His tremors immediately slowed down and he slowly relaxed his tense frame.

The voice, I am guessing is a girl’s, shrieked again and I finally broke my attention away from the back of the man in front of me. “Who the hell are you?” A snobby high pitched voice asked me. “I could ask you the same thing.” I shot back, sneering. The girl standing in front of me was a Barbie, plain and simple. Her hair was bleach blonde with darker blonde highlights, too much makeup, too tight clothes, and her legs seemed to be permanently stuck open.

“I’m Lalani Hopkins… and why are you in a bed with my boyfriend?”

Anthony’s P.O.V.:

“I’m Lalani Hopkins… and why are you in a bed with my boyfriend?” Lalani’s high pitched voice shrieked. God I hate this girl so much. She was nothing compared to the woman in my arms. I stood up and walked over to Lalani. I pushed on her chest, “Leave me alone stalker. I don’t want to be with you!” she pretended to tear up while I heard a chuckle from behind me.

Suddenly Lalani wrapped her arms around my shoulders and kissed me on the lips. I tried to fight it but she held me tightly. I heard a heart broken sob and then a rush of air blew past me. I pulled away from Lalani and glared at her. She smiled smugly back at me. Blayre walked back in, “I hate you, Anthony, Alpha to be or not.” She turned to leave but spun on her feet and punched Lalani right in the jaw.

She looked at me gave a small, sad sound in her throat and walked away. I ignored Lalani and ran after my mate yet again.

Blayre’s P.O.V.:

Tears were streaming down my face. I didn’t even know him, so why did this hurt so much? I though back to the last couple of conversations I had had with Anthony. I thought back to when he must have picked me up when the twins were attacking me. ““Time to go, mate.”” He had said… WAIT? MATE!!!!! Oh god, life is unfair… so unfair. I need to talk to Kane and Kurt… they always made me feel better.

I ran to their room, trying to avoid Anthony, with no such luck. I felt his hand wrap around my upper arm, and of course all I could feel was the lovely and warm sparks running up and around my body. I shivered as his warm breath tickled my ear. “Blayre.” My name coming from his mouth felt like a soft caress, I couldn’t take it anymore. Minka (Her wolf) took over and she cuddled into Anthony’s hard chest.

He swallowed loudly and encircled us into his big, strong arms. I felt the need to start to purr and I gave a airy sound of pleasure. It felt so right to be in his arms, like I was safe for the first time and that he would never hurt me. He picked me up and I nestled my face into his neck, smelling his musky male scent. “Blayre…” He moaned. “You need to stop. Please.” I tried to pull away but he was like a magnet. He groaned again and nestled his face into my neck. I moaned as I felt his warm, full lips brushing along my collar bone. “Don’t stop.” I whispered, plastering myself against him. “Please, keep going Anthony.” I moaned and rubbed my hands along his chest as he began to lick the spot on my neck where the tattoo of our mating would appear.

I couldn’t remember where we were or what it must look like, or even my name. My mind and reason was clouded by the arousal and attraction to the beautiful, strong man holding me to him. I heard a faint noise behind me but I concentrated on what was happening to me. All of these emotions were rushing through my body and I didn’t know how to react to it. I felt a surge of pleasure as Anthony’s teeth suddenly sunk into my neck, then the world went black. 

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DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!! Wow steamy right? I hoped you enjoyed! I am kind of liking the story right now!!! 

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