Her *Book 2 of WEREWOLF SERIES*

Chapter Seven

"I'm leaving." I declared, standing up and quickly getting out of the booth.

Walking towards the door, I saw Wendy in my peripheral vision, looking at me with a look of confusion, a plate of waffles in her hands.

Shaking my head at her apologetically, I upped my speed as I heard Ashton calling out my name, ignoring him I quickly fled the place before the tears I could feel rising fell.

Luckily for me, the restaurant wasn't far from my house and was within walking distance, heading home, I yelped as I was suddenly pulled back, a hand latching on my wrist.

Turning me around, I came face to face with Ashton, a look of concern gracing his perfectly shaped face.

"What's wrong?" He questioned and I scoffed, pulling my hand back from his grasp.

"What's wrong? Are you serious right now?" Glaring as he gave me a look of confusion.

"You kidnapped me. Brought me to a place I never wanted to go to again and you have the decency to ask what's wrong." I mocked.

"Why can't you leave me the hell alone?" Throwing my hands up in the air, gazing up at him, I watched as he looked down, not meeting my gaze.

"I wish I could. But I can't. I can't leave you alone." He whispered, my heart skipped a beat at his words.

What did he mean? 

"Why? Give me one good reason why you can't leave me alone?" I stated, crossing my arms.

"Mine." He stated and I looked at him with confusion.

"What?" I inquired.

"You are mine. That's why." Taking a step towards me, in one swift move, he wrapped an arm around my waist pulling me into his chest, making me gasp.

"W-what are you doing?" I stuttered.

"Claiming what is mine." 

One minute we were a few inches apart and the next, his lips were against mine.

In that time and moment, I let everything go, my thoughts, my worries, everything.

In that moment, it was just him and I.

Relaxing into his touch, I closed my eyes, my arms betraying me by wrapping themselves around his neck, running my hand through his hair, tugging on his locks.

Kissing him felt like a sin, his lips grazed against mine like pure bliss, he was intoxicating and all I wanted in that moment was him.

His hands roam my body, his hand grabbing onto my waist as he pulls me even closer, as if our current position isn't enough, as if he wants us even closer even if it were physically impossible. His other hand cupped my face, caressing my cheek softly a groan of approval leaving his lips and I sighed in bliss.

I think, if it weren't for the fact that we needed oxygen to survive, we would have continued our little make-out session, but with the lack of oxygen, I pulled away sucking up the much needed air.

Our chest rose and fell in perfect synchronization, my breathing coming out heavy as my forehead rest on his chest while his rested on top of my head.

Closing my eyes, was the moment, my thoughts and worries came at me in full blast. Realizing what had just happened, I gasped.

Pushing him away, I stared up at him with wide eyes, before my eyes narrowed up at him.

"Leave me alone." I stated finally, my breathing still coming out in harsh puffs.