As we proceed to my house I stop them before we reach the marble part of the outside that surrounds the house " I'm sorry to ask you this, and I know it may sound like a weird request right now but do you mind taking your shoes off before we get to a certain part of the outside? My father makes me clean it if it gets too dirty. " They look at me weirdly but begin to comply but before 'little one' can untie her shoes I put the bags down and run over to her and kneel down to her and untie her shoes for her.
" A princess should not have to worry about such a little task." She looks down at me and giggles I tie her shoe strings in a lose knot and sling them around my neck. I turn around and motion for her to get on my back I motion to her mother to follow me she smiles at me and begins to follow.
"My princess may you please wrap your legs tightly around my waist? I must carry your luggage. So make sure you hold on tight. I don't want you to fall." I said concerned for her well being. She followed my instructions. I reach down to pick up their bags where I left them and proceed to the marble floor.
I hear 'little one' gasp at the sight " Can I get down? " She asked "Of course princess. Be carful so you so you won't slip on the floor."
I kneel down so she can get off with ease. I watched her as she gently steps on the marble floor her mother holds her hand. After a few minutes we reach the doors. I sling all of the duffle bag's straps on my shoulder and unlock the doors and open the doors for them.
They walk in the house stunned, my Mate looks at her daughter's expression and smiles at how happy she is. Isabella walks around the house looking and touching everything. I here her gasping in awe at almost all that she sees.
"Isabella, stop touching everything and come back here" my Mate said in a stern voice to her daughter. I walk over to her
" I assure you that I'm am perfectly fine with it. Also, you don't need to worry about her safety I make sure the house is child safe every time we add a new extension to it. Since kids love coming over to hang with me. I even created a children's playroom so they can do something instead of just hanging around me. To be honest, they asked me to play in their a few times and it's even fun to me, even though I'm basically an adult." she smiled at me and butterflies went to stomach.
"Come with me, I'll show you your room. Also, I must warn you about the stairs They are made out of sand blasted glass but the bottom part of the stairs are made of a thin but extremely durable see through metal, so you won't fall through or anything. " I said politely. " I'm sorry to be such a burden. "
" Burden? You must be pulling my leg right now. How could you be a burden?", I asked confused.
She put her head down "I mean this is the third time you've helped me. In the closet, at the house, and now this. This time not only did you help me you helped my daughter. I don't deserve this." she said about to cry.
"Let me stop you right there" I placed my hand on her shoulder to comfort her and continue speaking.
"Do you realize how lonely it is in this humongous house all alone? My father is always leaving on business trips and he never tells me when he comes back. When he is back he's not really a father. The only time he acts like one is when other people are around. Even if my friends are around or pack members are around he still hits me right in front of them. It's completely mortifying it makes me look weak" I said in a regular voice. "Come over here your room is on the second floor" I said motioning her to follow me which she did as we slowly proceeded up the stairs on the second row She decides to say something.
"So, what made you guys use sand blasted glass on the stair floors? It's very original, and beautiful" it seems as though she asks questions that get to me why couldn't she just say it looked cool and leave it at that
"Well umm, you see.." when I was about to say it she held my hand and intertwined our fingers together it felt like I just stuck my finger in an outage but just left it there cause it felt amazing it made me feel alive, even though it would probably be the death of me.
She was looking at me in a way that told me she was here for me And for the second time in a while I allowed myself to trust another person 'great first it was Gwen and now it's my mate'
" My mother um, she loved the way sand felt beneath her feet. So she thought sand blasted anything was amazing. So that's were the idea came to be." I laughed a bit thinking of her. Then my short-lived happiness was replaced with pure guilt and anger towards myself.
It's all my fault she's not here. I think my mate must've sensed my feelings cause she squeezed my hand a little. I looked at her and gave her a small smile. We finally reached her room.
"Well, this is the room you'll be staying in for now until I make a more suitable space in the house for the both of you. So don't get too comfty in this room and I have a feeling you want 'little one' in the same room as you so would you like for me to bring her up?" i said softly
"Yes, you're right i would like her and I in the same room. But I need to talk to you about whatever this feeling is", she said sternly.
Crap. I thought she'd forget. She looked tired though, plus I have somewhere to be.
"Yes, I am well aware of that but you need to get some rest you've been through a lot we can have this discussion another time.
"But-", "No buts, I'm going to get little one no doubt she's already asleep somewhere", I interrupted her leaving no room for discussion.
Out of nowhere an electrical current through my body. My heart starts beating erratically as my mate engulfed me in her fragrance. Her lips...
I can feel her lips moving against my neck. I can't concentrate on anything other than the feeling of her lips, "Thank you so much, again", she whispered huskily her lips still moving against my neck.
Oh God, she doesn't even know what she's doing right now. A deep growl erupted from the back of my throat, showing my arousal, causing my mate to whimper. I could smell her, how much she wanted me, how ready she was for me to ravage her, claim her, mark her as mine and ONLY MINE
I gently pushed her away from me and fled to the opposite side of the room. My canines were out my breathing heavy, and my control slipping by the second.
Her sent is so strong I can almost taste its sweetness on my tongue.
I want her.
Then take her claim her!
NO!
" I'm sorry, but I have to leave I just realized I'm late but make yourself at home Isabella is downstairs. I'll be home later!", before she could speak I ran and ran and ran until I found myself in a familiar place.
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Werewolf"Walking alone is not difficult but when we have walked a mile worth a thousand years with someone then coming back alone is what is difficult. -Faraaz Kazi All I felt was pain and anger. The pain of my mother leaving me and anger at the p...
