" Are we going to a house?" I asked.
" Yeah we're going to our house." He said.
" Our house?" I asked.
" Yeah. You are my mate. Whether you like it or not the moon goddess put us together." He said seriously. " And you are not leaving me."
" Why would I leave you? So my wolf can nag me to death. Plus your wolf is a sweetheart you on the other hand are just plain stubborn." I teased.
" Me stubborn. Have you met you?" He said.
" I'm not stubborn just strong willed. I know what I want. I have purpose. Plus I care too much so that makes it have more purpose." I answered.
" I don't understand how you can care so much for people you don't even know." He replied.
" It's simple. When you learn how to feel sad you never want someone else to feel that much pain ever. Like ever." I gave a weak smile.Harry stopped walking he looked down at me.
" Who hurt you?" He asked his eyes darkening.
" Oh he's long dead." I said waving it off. He pulled me into his chest and leaned down and kissed me. The sparks erupted in my body. His lips were so soft. My hands wrapped around his neck and my hand buried themselves in his hairs tugging a little bit. He moaned into the kiss. He traced his tongue over my bottom lip asking for entrance I gladly accepted. His claws sunk into my side and I gasped at the sudden pleasure I felt. I broke the kiss to breath. I was panting and Harry seemed unaffected. " What was that for?" I asked.
" It was for all the times that you needed me and I wasn't there. I am truly sorry." He said pulling me closer.
" It's fine.You didn't know." I smiled up at him. " Now let's get inside. It's getting too cold." He nodded and we started to walk again. When we got into the house it was like a blast of heat attacked my body. Harry wrapped his arm around my waist and I smiled at him. I liked him like this. He had emotion when he's alone. When he's with his pack he was cold and distant. His wolf had to take control for me too just go over to my pack. Harry lead us over to a couch in front of a t.v. He pulled me onto his lap when he sat down.
" Tell me about yourself." He said.
" There's really nothing to tell." I replied shrugging.
" Well how bout we start with your favorite color." His accent was making hard for me not to swoon. He had a British accent it was really thick I don't know how I didn't notice it before.
" Aquamarine. Where are you from?" I asked.
" I'm from London, I go back for vacation." He laughed. " What do you like to do?"
" Archery and fighting." I muttered. It's not very lady like I know my parents gave me the whole spiel.
" Really?" He said looking at me. I nodded my head and he smiled. His dimples were so cute.
" Now tell me why are you so mean to your men?" I asked.
" Because I have to show them who's in charge." He says.
" Well you could do that and be nice. No mercy isn't always the way to go." I said and he growled at me.
" Don't tell me what to do." He sneered. " You don't understand."
" You have such a bad temper." I said looking him in the eyes. He laughed at me.
" I'm surprised most girls would try and run off." HE said.
" Here's a little secret." I said leaning into him until my lips were brushing his. "I'm not most girls." He growled at me.
" You're being a tease." He said when I pulled away.
" What do you mean." I asked innocently.
" Gena." He warned.
" Yes." I said back. He looked like he was about to say something so I smashed my face to his. He looked stunned then he started to kiss me back. Someone cleared their throat at the door. Harry growled into the kiss and pulled away.
" What do you want?" He asked. I looked behind me to see a small boy.
" Play nice." I whispered to Harry. He scoffed.
" The packs want to see their l-l-luna." He stuttered.
" You have got to be kidding me. I just showed them her. What do you guy do have bonfires every ten minutes." He said getting up with me in his arms. He set me down gently.
" No. It's just that fact that. They saw me with you." I said matter-of-factly.
" Oh my god. I just want five minutes." He said.
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Creatures
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