The Rebel

CHAPTER FIVE- UNEDITED

I didn't want to wake up, I didn't even care anymore. My mate was a complete asshole, throughout my whole life I've heard people tell me how happy I would be when I found my mate. And how I would never feel anything as great as being with them, and the love we would have would be eternal.

Well I call bullshit. I can't stand him, with all those fucking rules, and him being so dominate. I'm a rebellious teenager I hate being told what to do, but with Noah, I just want to beat him with a cactus. Literally. I have put thought into this.

I eventually decided being in a coma wasn’t going to help me burn everything to the ground any faster. When I woke up, I was going to wake up with a vengeance. I swear I'm going to burn this fucker to the ground with Noah wilder in the middle of it handcuffed to his bed. Mark my words.

I forced myself to wake up, but I didn't open my eyes. I listened for a little while and I hear Noah’s soft snores coming from beside me, and I felt his arm slung over my waist.

I opened my eyes and looked around. Holy shit. Thank you moon goddess, the handcuffs Noah had on me were literally on the dresser next to the bed. Haha. The odds aren’t even against me in this one.

I slowly reached my hand over and grabbed them the metal clanked and I held my breath cursing myself. I quietly cuffed on to the bed wincing at every little click it made. Now the hard part. Getting Noah’s hand in the metal bracelet.

He was laying on his stomach both his hands up near his shoulders. I'm either going to have to be super slow or super-fast. I gently grabbed his wrist and he groaned. Shit nuggets. I quickly pulled it up and slipped his hand in the cuff and clasped it pushing it through until it was digging into his wrist.

He woke up trying to rub his face but the metal caught. He looked up at it then over at me.

“Ha.Ha that’s cute” he said.                  

“Isnt it” I asked getting up feeling amazing. Phase one, complete. Now all I need is some gas and a lighter.

“Dakota, you can't be serious” he asked worry flashed through his eyes.

“Oh baby you have no idea” I told him, I was in his shirt. Why was I in his shirt? I spotted my clothes on the floor I quickly picked them up, and Noah started struggling against the handcuffs.

“Dakota come get them off” he demanded.

I looked up dramatically “No thanks” I said smiling sweetly at him and pulling the shirt off. I still had on my bra and panties. I pulled the basketball shorts on and the shirt and flannel.

“Dakota I'm not playing with you” he growled.

“Okay” I said simply, and walked towards him, I climbed on the bed and he sighed in relief. Time to have some fun. Might as well I am about to kiss his ass. He was shirtless showing me his perfectness and tattoos. One right below his hips caught my eye, half of it was covered by the lining of his boxers.

I climbed on top of him sitting on his thighs “How long was I out?” I asked casually.

“about 3 weeks” he answered and I leaned down.

‘You know you hand cuffed like this is really turning me on” I told him pressing my lips to his, I felt him smiling. I guess I had time to seduce him before I left, just to keep my wolf in check for the next few days without him. The tingles and warmth that spread throughout me were so amazing. Too bad I didn't even want them.

“Really?” he asked me as I pulled back.

“Yeah” I answered smiling at him.

“If you get me out of these handcuffs maybe we can do something about that” he told me. I kissed him again plunging my tongue into his mouth. I love being dominate. I knew he was really mad, he fought for dominance but I pulled back before he won. I kissed down his jaw and them down his neck, he let out a purr of satisfaction.