The love of a Werewolf

Chapter 4

Danielle’s POV:

The following days was spent with me and Dylan getting to know each other better and getting closer and closer. My bruises had faded and my cuts had healed and I felt happy and safe among the pack members and with Dylan. He slept in my room, in my bed each night, just holding me in his sleep. We hadn’t done anything more than kiss a few times and I even though I loved his kisses, the feeling of his lips against mine, his touch and the fire he always started inside of me, I wasn’t yet ready to go all the way with him.

Even though my life seemed perfect at the moment, I couldn’t help but feel like something awful would happen soon. Something that my dad was either behind or involved in. I knew he hated that I finally got enough courage to leave him and get a better life and I also knew he wouldn’t let me go easy. I didn’t know what he would do but I knew he would do something and that it wouldn’t be nice. The fact that he hadn’t come and got me yet or made any contact only made me more worried about what he would do.

I looked over at the clock on my nightstand and sighed. It was only 2am and I couldn’t sleep. I looked over at Dylan, smiling at his peaceful face he always got when he was asleep. I loved how he looked when he was sleeping, so sweet and peaceful without a care in the world.

I carefully lifted his arm away, got out of bed and went outside to the porch on the bottom floor. I took some deep breaths while looking up at the clear night sky. The moon was big and shining and somewhere I could hear a wolf howling in the forest but I couldn’t figure out if it was a werewolf or just a normal wolf.

Dylan’s POV:

I woke up feeling cold and lonely, like something or someone was missing. I suddenly realized that I was all alone in the bed without Danielle. I looked around the room searching for her but I couldn’t find her. As my heart started beating faster and faster, I felt the panic build up inside of me. Where the heck was she? It was only 2:33 in the morning, she should be asleep. In bed. With me holding her.

I got out of bed following her scent downstairs and out to the porch. The panic in my chest immediately went away when I saw her back and I couldn’t help but rush up behind her and hold her in my arms. She must have known it was me because all she did was to lean up against my chest and tilting her head backwards to my shoulder.

“Don’t ever do that to me again. You can’t leave my side without telling me, you hear me? I was worried sick!”, I whispered in her right ear. “Why did you leave? Did I do something wrong? Do you not want me to sleep in the bed with you?”, I continued to ask her. I loved sleeping in the same bed as her and getting to hold her in my arms all night but I would give it up if she felt uncomfortable with me being so close to her.

“What? No, of course not. I love sleeping in your arms all night”, Danielle said blushing. “I just couldn’t sleep and I didn’t want to wake you up. You were so cute and peaceful, so I didn’t want to bother you.”

“Danielle, you could never bother me. Next time you can’t sleep, wake me up, ok?”, I said turning her around to face me. I smiled when  I saw her beautiful face and kisses her lips soft and gentle but oh how I wanted to do kiss her with so much love and passion, she wouldn’t be able to resist me. When ever I kissed her or held her close in my arms, all I wanted to do was to take her to the bed and make love to her before finally marking her as mine. But I knew she didn’t feel ready for it and I would never dream of making her do something she didn’t want to, I would wait until she was ready no matter how long it took.

“Now, do you want to tell me why you couldn’t sleep?”, I asked while stroking a lock of her hair away from her face.

“I just want to go to bed now.”, she said shaking her head. “We can talk about it tomorrow.”

I really wanted to know why she didn’t feel comfortable enough to sleep but it was in the middle of the night and I needed to get my mate to bed, where she was safe in my arms.