I can feel your heart beat.. (Justin Bieber) *werewolf*

..when I'm in danger..

I can feel your heart beat..when I feel alone..*werewolf*



Day 17 of Month 09

"What can I get ya'll?" I broke my gaze from the menu to come face to face with a familiar ginger haired man, he had a long red beard covering his neck and was quite petite for a man who looked to be in his late 40's. He had light blue eyes and was looking down at me, smirking?

"I'll get..the pasta with cheese and a diet coke." I heard Jacob say, but it sounded like it was from a distant. I continued to stare at the man in wonder. Where had I seen him before? I looked down at his clothes to see he was wearing a green plaid shirt, a waiter apron and a name tag with the name 'Patrick.'

"And for you sweet heart?" I looked back up, he was smiling, showing off his two front teeth that had been missing.I listened closely to his voice, catching a slight bit of an accent. I squinted my eyes, looking closely.

"Sam, what do you want?" I broke my gaze from the man, to look at a curious Jacob. His black eyes, shining in the light. I shook my head, looking back down at the menu, but not before my stomach could turn in knots. I could feel my temperature rise as my head began to pound. It felt like a drum beat. I groaned slightly, shaking my head and looking back up to the awaiting man.

"I'm not hungry." I mumbled, rubbing my stomach, trying to ease the pain, but not before it could growl in hunger.

'Not hungry, aye?' his soft voice chuckled. I jumped startled, as I looked around at my new surrounding's. I was in the movie theatre?

'I still feel a bit.. sick from earlier, so I don't want to eat anything in case' I could hear myself whisper in reply. What was happening?  I opened my eyes wide, looking around curious.

'What can I get ya'll?' My eyes widened as I looked at the man before me. Ginger hair, red beard, petite and small enough the pass for a..

"LEPRECHAUN!" I shouted, jumping up, surprising the people around us and quite frankly, surprising myself. I blushed looking down embarrassed.

"I thought you'd never catch on sweet heart." the man chuckled, his accent showing through.

"Whoa, Dude! Your Irish?" Jacob questioned, jumping up as he shook his head.

"Yes, Now Samantha, Sweetie? We need to go!" Patrick told us quickly as he grabbed my hand and began to lead me out of the restaurant.

"You know my name?"

"I know more then you think. Follow me." I nodded my head following him out.

"Whoa! Sam, where are you going?" I heard Jacob shout, trying to follow us, only making Patrick move faster. I let go of his arm, stopping slowly.

"I have to go, but this was.." I stopped looking for words to use. "Nice." I quickly replied, feeling, Patrick grab my arm in the process. We ran through the kitchen of the Italian restaurant and made our way out the back entrance. I tried quickening my pace as Patrick ran ahead tugging on my arm lightly. "Where are we going?" I shouted over the sound of our shoes pounding off the pavement and the sound of the howling wind around us.

"To go see that fella of yours." he chuckled, breathing heavily as we made our way out to the night before us.

No one's P.O.V

Jacob growled as he watched the leprechaun take Sam out. He fished out his phone and began dialing his boss' number. "You have her?" he heard him snicker from the other line. Jacob gulped feeling more afraid then ever, his boss strictly told him, if he didn't get this right, there would be one less wolf in the pack.

"About t-that." he stuttered, scratching his head as he made his way out and into the dark alley. "The leprechaun was here, he got to her before me." he mumbled, kicking a stone on the pavement. He quickly hid to the side as he heard the sound of someone approaching.

"Where are we going?" he heard a female voice shout over the loud sounds that surrounded them. He smirked recognising the voice.

"To go see that fella of yours." he heard the all to Irish accent reply. He smirked, stepping out into the light from the over head street lamp. He watched them as they made their way down the dark road. He brought the phone back up to his ear, smiling.

"We may not have her now, but I know where they're going." he snickered, hanging up and following them down the dark road.

Samantha's P.O.V

"I can't go to see him Patrick, I can't." I mumbled, stopping in the process. I shook my head, trying to clear my mind. It felt as if a thought was added each second.

"You have to, he's the only one that can keep you safe." he replied breathing heavily, as he leaned over, trying to regain his breath. I growled, feeling confused again. "How can you run so fast and not be tired?" he mumbled, hanging low. "I tell ya, you're a grand runner if I do say s-"

"Patrick!" I cut him off, his head snapping up. "Can you please just tell me what's going on? Keep me safe from what?" I shouted, sighing as I closed my eyes in pain.

"Chase is after you!" he shouted. I reopened my eyes, to look at him shocked.

"What?" I exhaled. "Why?"

"Okay." he sighed. "It all started a couple of years ago.." he began. "I was young, forty I think, when I was walking down a dark alley by me self. I didn't think that there'd be anybody dere so, I did my usual, dance around in happiness." he sighed, doing a little happy dance. I chuckled, doing a motion with my hands to tell him to go on. His face hardened as he stared down at the ground. "But.. I wasn't alone. Amelia her name was. She was Chase's mate, well whatever you people call 'em. She was dere, and she attacked me. She was known as one of the most dangerous wolves in all of the world. She tried to kill me, but lucky for me and my Irish arse, Justin was in the area." I felt my heart flutter once he said his name, but my stomach lurched realising I would have to face him soon. I nodded my head as he began to speak again. "He had no choice but to kill her.. if he hadn't me and alot of other people would be dead, so ever since then, Chase and his pack has been out to get any girl that has ever been with Justin, they'd hurt them, but not kill because they'd know they're not his mate, but as soon as he found out you're his mate, he wanted to hurt you..so Justin was keeping his distance, afraid that you would get hurt, but by being away, your in more danger.." he finished in one breath, "well that was a mouth full." he chuckled, but gasped once he realised what he said. "Oh no! I've said to much! We have to go! Now!" I stood there in a trance, Justin killed some one? Really? I breathed heavily, feeling my heart flutter as I thought about what he had just told me. He really does love me, he really did it for my safety, he really did it..for me. Patrick grabbed my hand again, pulling me along the road, looking scared. I don't know if it was my imagination, but I swear I saw that same evil smirk I saw on the day we were at the park..Chase.