Raised By Wolves

Chapter 23:Fire Stone

(Natalia's P.O.V)

You never realize how special things are until they are taken away. People spend their time worrying about the little things instead of seeing the big picture. We are all consumed by the same thing, fear, worry, technology, hopes, darkness. We never see that with every fear there's a concur. With every worry, there is a hint of surprise. With every hope, there is a dream. Or even with darkness, there is a hint of light. 

I never knew I had darkness within me. I thought life was always suppose to be complicated and there were no answers to the world's darkness. And then I found him. He was charming, handsome, understanding, caring, nice, intelligent, and even a little possessive.  But it was his possessive side that convinced me that I was truly his. 

He showed me a world where, darkness made sense, or that there is such thing as true love. 

My mate was created for me. We were paired together by the universe, because we were meant to be. He was my perfect match, and I was his. 

"You know if you keep staring at me while I sleep, I may have to start wearing less clothes,"  Wesley said, his eyes still closed.

I smiled thinking of how silly he was. 

We both laid together in a guest bed room at the Wolf mansion. 

"Wear something less then underwear?" I asked peaking my eyebrow.

I mean the man only ever slept in boxers, sometimes sweats if it was cold. 

He peeped one eye open and scanned my figure. He shut it again and smiled, "Definitely less then underwear. It's overrated any ways."

I couldn't help but laugh. I rolled onto my back and faced the ceiling.

I sighed.

"Whatcha thinking?" Wesley asked playing with a strand of my hair. 

"About my best friend and how crazy these past few weeks have been. Now look what's happen. I mean I know Scarlet is strong and brave but is anyone ever brave enough to face rouges?"

"Baby trust me when I say Scarlet is a big girl, she can literally handle anything! I remember once at the club, she got into this huge bar fight, but let me tell you she left the club without a scratch on her," he laughed.

I smiled, "Yea but it's her mouth and her smart ass comments that usually get her into trouble."

We both laughed together at the thought of how many times Scarlets mouth had gotten her into trouble. 

"If there's one thing I learned about Scarlet, it's that she would never give up. Weather we find her, or she finds us. We will get her back because Scarlet Lovel is to strong to go out without a fight or any last words," Wesley said wrapping his arm around me. 

I faced him again, and smiled. 

"How did I get so lucky to be bound to mate as beautiful as you, Lia?" he asked using the nickname he made for me days after we mated.

I couldn't help the smile that kept growing. I leaned into him and raised my lips to his. 

There was no way in hell I could ever get tired of his kisses, or hugs, or cute comments, or him in general. 

He kissed me back softly, but it wasn't to long after that when he made the kiss deeper. I played with his hair as he played with the hem of my panties. 

A loud knock on the door soon interrupted us. I frowned causing Wesley to growl. 

"Ignore it, maybe they'll leave," I smiled against his lips, kissing him again.