The Witch & The Werewolf

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Mate...

Mate...

Mate...

That word has been flying around my head for the last five minutes. Mate is what I remember Nathan talking to my mom at the store about, I can't believe him. He thinks he's so slick. He calls me mate, yet he called Britney his mate just three days ago. Hell he's with her now, yet he makes innapropriate moves on me.

I didn't know Nathan was, that guy but he is. Yet, the thought of hating him or even disliking him pains me in a way I can't describe it. I want to feel nothing towards him. He has a girlfriend, and is way to old for me. He's supposed to be, just the guy I likes brother. I'm not supposed to have feelings for him. I'm just not.

He's so attractive though... His raven black hair, and icy blue eyes. His toned muscles I just want to run my hands over. The way he seems to always look at me. Like he wants to pounce on me any second...and sadly... I don't think I could even stop him.

In the short time I've known him, he makes me feel things I've never felt before. Not with Aiden, not with Mason...not with Vincent. Vincent, my ex boyfriend. The guy that almost ruined my life. The guy who lied, and just ended up breaking my heart in the long run. He's the reason I'm afraid to love. The reason, I'm scared to open up, and to be called things like, 'mate'. 

Right now, I am hiding. I'm hiding under a bed, in one of the guest rooms in Jenni's mansion. Well I'm hoping it's a guest room, because if it's not then someone is going to freak out when they see me under their bed.

Why am I hiding under a bed in a vacant room, you may ask? I might have... sort of... kneed Nathan in his family jewels, a long moment after he called me his, 'mate', then booked it the second he dropped to his knees. I admit, I'm scared. Only because I don't want anybody finding out about my family and I being witches yet, and I can't kick Nathan's ass without using magic.

I started to think he was never going to find me, until I heard footsteps down the hallway. I was hoping it was Jenni , or Melissa. Then when the footsteps stopped infront of the door I prayed it was the owner of this room. I rather get caught hiding under a bed looking like a pervert, rather than have Nathan find me. Yes, he scares me that much.

The person tried to open the door with the knob, and I got nervous but I remembered I locked right after I ran in her. He or she banged on the door and jiggled the knob, then realizing it won't budge after a few moments.

Then I heard the voice I dreaded the most through the white wooden bedroom door.

"Scarlet, Let me in!". Nathan shouted. Wow, he sounds angry.

I kept quiet, pretending I wasn't in here but I guess it was only pissing him off more, "Scarlet! I can smell your scent...and I hear you breathing."

"Shit. Shit. Shit" I huffed and looked around from under the bed panicking thinking their is a way out. When in reality, there is no way out.

"I heard that...Now Scarlet, Let me in!" he yelled in his authorative voice.

"Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin." I shouted back At least in my last few minutes of living, I can atleast try and be cute.

"Aw, you're adorable." I heard him say, and I knew he had a smirk plastered on his face. "Now I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow this god damn door down, if you don't unlock it right now!" he threatened.

I rolled out from under the bed with a sad sigh. I stood up and slowly made my way over towards the door. As I walked up to the white down and placed my right had on the door knob lock, and my left hand on the back of the door I asked him, "If I unlock this door...do you promise not to kill me?".