The Beast

The Beast (10)

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Hey guys! Sorry that this is kinda late. I was horribly lost with this story for a while and me, being some crazy weirdo, just suddenly got the feeling to write this at night when I should be sleeping and 2 weeks after I'm supposed to originally update.

Haha...yeah.

The amazing and super pretty new cover  is made by the awesome crazy_stupid_life! Thank you so so much!!

Be sure to check her story out coz she is one cool and talented gal. Take it from me.

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I squirmed under his intense blue gaze as he eyed my clothes as if I wasn't dressed appropriately. I didn't understand why though because I made sure to dress casually, like a normal person.

I was wearing a simple light blue off-the-shoulder shirt with a black singlet underneath paired with my black leggings and the ankle boots that my aunt bought for me as a Christmas gift last year.

He looked casual too, wearing his black leather jacket over a plain white shirt,jeans, and some huge dark boots that made me wonder how big his feet really are.

But why did he not like my clothes?

"Umm... Should I go change? I know I don't look good but it's all I have." I mumbled, the worry evident in my voice as I looked up at him with my wide eyes.

He gave a dark frown before shaking his head. "No. I just want you to put on a jacket. It will be cold."

He shrugged his jacket off and placed it on my back without hesitation and I felt myself getting drowned in how big the thing was. It smelled like him and it was huge, dwarfing my small frame. 

Deciding not to argue with him, I slipped my arms through the arm holes and snuggled into it, the sleeves going way past my hands.

He seemed pleased though, giving me a small, barely there smile that made my heart flutter weirdly in my chest.

He crouched down until we were eye to eye and I stumbled a couple steps back, my legs leading me away from him before I could even think.

His eyes darkened, his arm shooting out to gently grab my arm and he pulled me to him until I could feel his warm breath tickling my face.

"Don't..." He started to say but cut himself off with an angry sigh but refused to let me go, actually tightening his grip on me, his dark, angry eyes cutting into mine.

My lower lip trembled and my heart stopped in fear.

His angry gaze softened and he straightened up again, his hand still around my arm as if he never wanted to let me go and if he did, I would disappear.

"You look beautiful no matter what you wear." He said gruffly, giving me a look I couldn't describe before he started heading across our front lawn with large, determined strides, tugging me along behind him.

My face was still flaming by the time he led us to his ride and my previously colored cheeks turned pale from the sight.

He expected me to ride on....that?