All I want for Christmas... **Watty Awards 2012**

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Chris' P.O.V.

Noel's blood gushed into my mouth making my wolf want to howl in excitement...of course Noel wouldn't allow me. No sooner than my tongue touched her wound to help it heal, I found myself flat on my back looking up at my mate, pain radiating through my jaw. She fuckin' punched me! Damn that kind of hurt!

"Did you just freakin' bite me!" Noel yelled down at me, her hand still bunched up into a fist from where it connected with my jaw. "Why in the hell did you bite me?!"

"Damn, girl where'd you learn to punch like that!" I rubbed my jaw smiling like a fool. My mate took down two fully grown werewolves in one day...how lucky am I, huh?

"I swear if you don't answer me! I'll punch you again! Now why in the hell did you bite me? That freakin' hurt!" She rubbed her neck while glaring down at me. I couldn't help but grin at her in satisfaction, knowing she was marked.

"I marked you as mine." I explained, still sprawled on the floor looking up at her. From this angle I couldn't help but take in her long smooth legs, completely exposed in the shorts she must have slept in. My eyes travelled up her body to the tight white wife-beater, that hugged her curves and perfectly displayed her sexy black bra through the thin fabric.

"Quit looking at me like that." Noel said snapping her fingers close to my face. My eyes shot up to hers only to find her glaring at me, clearly annoyed.

"I can't help it." I shrugged. Finally, I decided to pulled myself up off the floor. Standing to my full height I found myself really close to Noel...so close she had to take a step back, which of course I followed with a step of my own. I couldn't help but feel satisfied as my mate's eyes travelled the length of my body before focusing on my naked chest.

"Don't you have a shirt somewhere out in those woods you could put on or something?" Noel mumbled still staring intently at my chest.

"Nope. My clothes are at dad's." I couldn't help but cross my arms across my chest, making my muscles more prominent.

"Urg!" She groaned throwing her hands in the air, stomping away from me and into the living room. Damn, is she cute when she's aggravated...

"What's wrong?" I teased.

"What's wrong?! You're a flippin' werewolf that claims I'm his mate! Oh and in case you forgot...you flippin' bit my mother flippin' neck! I mean, come on! Really!" She yelled at me.

"I'm sorry babe...I really couldn't help it..." I tried to explain, following her into her living room.

"You couldn't help it?! That's got to be the lamest excuse I've ever heard!" She crossed her arms over her chest huffing loudly. I allowed her several minutes of ranting before I spoke again.

"I'm sorry. Mom is gonna kill me if she finds out I marked you without permission..."

Noel suddenly burst out laughing, throwing her whole body into it, bent over at the waist and clutching her stomach. I raised an eyebrow at her, curious as to what was so funny. "You are such a big man to be worried about what your mom would say...I can just see her little bitty self scolding a big man like you!" She continued on laughing hysterically. Okay, maybe my mate was in some sort of shock...

"What? You haven't seen her when she's pissed off! Even my dad is scared of her!" I tried to explain to her, but just watching her laughing like that made me smile... And then laugh. Next thing I know the two of us are practically rolling on the floor laughing at the mental picture of my tiny mom scolding my father and I like children.

"Why can't I stay mad at you?" Noel asked softly when we finally stopped our unnecessary laughter

"You are my mate." I said, knowing it explained nothing and everything...