Inexperienced Love (under construction)

Chapter Eight

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Chapter Eight 

Recap:

Ariel makes a new friend; Kerrie  We learn that the chief of the kitchen was Ariel's only friend at the orphanage; and that Ariel loves to cook and she's good at it  She makes some of the dinner, and the entire pack comes to eat; something that is unusual and makes her feel welcome and loved (although she doesn't know she feels loved, just an unexplained emotion)  Thane comes to dinner as well; very shocking and he's somewhat smiling and holding her hand  Ariel act like a Luna and takes charge and every things all well. 

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The best part? Thane never let go of my hand, we shared a plate and I felt happy. He was still a bit distant, but the smile on his face never went away. I wanted to stay in this moment forever, knowing all to well that tomorrow would be different. 

Squinting my eyes to the bright sunlight that shone into the room, I snuggled closer into my warm pillow that smelled just like Thane. I moved my hand up the bed and froze. That wasn't the bed and this wasn't my pillow. I was snuggled into Thane's neck and my hand had run up his strong, hard and delicious looking abs. 

Slowly looking up I watched as Thane lay peacefully, his eyes shut and his lips slightly parted. His eyelashes were dark and thick, resting on his check, his full lips slightly parted, and his sharp jaw had the perfect amount of stumble on it. Fates! He looked so handsome. His chest rose and fell softly so I knew he was still deeply in sleep. 

I thought back to the night before and I had to restrain myself from doing a happy dance. The entire night we laughed and held hands, and at the end he lead me back to our room; not letting go of my hand. He went to the closet to change and I went to the bathroom. I had thought that this was it, that our perfect night ended there. But I was wrong, so very wrong. Once I crawled into bed, Thane followed. He didn't say anything, just gently grabbed my waist and pulled me to his chest, he rested his face in my neck and breathed in my neck. 

"Mine." He muttered, and we slept. 

My head rested on his chest, my arms crossed, placed under my chin. My eyes moved over his face, watching the smallest movements. I watched him sleep, I watched the way his eyelashes would flutter once every few seconds. The way his nostrils flared when he breathed in. I watched those mesmerizing lips, the need to kiss them growing inside me.

After a few minutes his arm began to move, I watched as a hand went up to his face and rubbed his eyes. He was waking up. Closing my eyes I forced my body to relax and placed my head down so the side of my face lay on my hands. I slowed my breathing down and pretended to be asleep. 

I felt him tense up, no. He didn't like this. I knew this was going to come. He ever so gently moved me off his body, keeping my body limp I made sure to seem like I was sill asleep. He laid me down on the bed and stroked the hair out of my face. Feeling a feather like kiss on my lips, I was very close to tensing up, but I managed to keep up my charade. 

"I'm so sorry." He whispered against my forehead. His voice held so much pain and regret that it broke my heart. 

He got off the bed and I could hear him pacing, hear him softly grunting every few seconds.  

A couple minutes after a loud deadly snarl echoed through the room. I stiffened but kept on my act. I let out a fake groan and turned to my side, facing the side where I knew Thane was pacing. It was quiet for a few seconds. 

"Fates! Get a grip over yourself Thane." He muttered to himself. Peeking my eyes open just a little I saw him run a hand roughly through his hair. He stopped pacing and began to walk back to the bedside, towards me. Closing my eyes fully I went back to character. He caressed my hair softly and I felt those soft lips on my forehead once again. They stayed there for a couple seconds before he spoke again.