Behind The Unseen Stars

Chapter Seven Fighting a New Battle

I was shocked, what did he mean by mate? Wiccans didn't have mates. I know shape shifters have mates but they usually mate with their own kind, so it didn't make sense why he was calling me his mate.

"If you will just let me explain, my little mate."

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!" after my outburst I decided maybe I should just ignore him and he would go away. I needed to find out who my spell had brought here so I would know who could help me. So, with that I went to try and stand up, but I found out that I was extremely dizzy from losing all the blood that I had lost.

I would had fallen over had it not been for him catching me and pulling me close to him. But when he touched me the most amazing feeling went through me, it was like I had tiny little fireworks going off all over the top of my skin and it felt like a jar of butterflies had been released inside of me. I was intensely warm all over.

When I came back to my senses and my head had stopped spinning, I realized my hands were resting on his eight pack. I could feel the heat radiating from him in waves, for the first time in a very, very long time I felt like I didn't have to worry about anything anymore.

I let my eyes travel upward towards his face, I gasped in shock. He was staring right at me with such heat in his gaze, it made something in me come alive. I also felt the shift in me and I knew what that meant, my eyes were changing, but before I could say anything or pull back he noticed.

"Your eyes il mio amore, they are changing colors." He didn't look afraid like most people did when they saw my eyes, and yes people have seen my eyes. There have been times when I had to go into town for Gran and somebody would make me mad or I would see something and my eyes would change. He just looked concerned, like my eyes changing could harm me.

I tried to tilt my head down away from his piercing gaze but he would not allow it. He quickly brought his right hand up to my face holding my cheek to keep me from looking down, he had his left arm wrapped around my waist tightly holding me to him. I have never felt so safe before and I never wanted this feeling to go away.

"Do not hide from me il mio amore, will you tell me why your eyes change colors?" He growled at me, but his eyes gave him away when he looked at me. There was such love and devotion that I lost my breath, he didn't even know me and he was looking at me like this, like I was his whole world.

"What are you calling me? What does that mean?" It's not even what I wanted to ask him but it just slipped out.

"It's Italian, it means my love, il mio amore let's not change the topic here. You are never to hide from me, do you understand me? I also want to know why your eyes change color." His voice had taken on a dominant tone to it. It did things to me, call me crazy but I like that tone. It made my body come alive and I loved it.

"Uh, sure whatever. It's not like we are going to be seeing much of each other after this anyway. My eyes change with my mood, what I feel is shown through my eyes. Will you let me go? I need to get going before he co—." His growling cut me off, his whole body was shaking. What was wrong with him!?! And why did he just growl at me?

I tried to pull myself away from him but he just held onto me tighter. There was no way that I was getting away from him, I was starting to get scared. I could feel my eyes change again, they were becoming black and that meant one of two things, fear of what was going on around me or evil inside of me, but there were also pink flakes and that meant passion. That's the one that didn't make sense to me, how could I feel both at the same time? I have never had two colors before!

I think he could tell something changed in me because he stopped growling and he was only shaking a little now. I still didn't understand what was going on and why he was doing this.