Playing the waiting game(28)

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Dakota

I was currently sitting in a low branch of an oak tree, waiting. It's been two weeks now. Two fucking weeks of watching him patrolling my borders. Two weeks of seeing him but not touching him, two weeks of craving his smile, his touch and his voice. Yet, I never approach him, why can't he just realize that I would be completely safe with him! Why can't he understand that I want to be with him. A twig snapped and my eyes darted down to the forest floor, there he was, walking proudly in his wolf form. He had a huge wolf, with those blazing blue eyes and rippling black fur, he was magnificent. Quietly I slipped out of the tree and started following him. I couldn't help myself, I needed to see him, this was a normal thing for me. To stalk him, I've nearly been caught a few times, but luckily I'm quicker. 

My entire body was screaming to just leap forward and touch him, just to feel those sparks, to feel his body underneath my touch. I just wanted to stare into those brilliant grey eyes, make him smile and I just wanted to bask in his glorious presence, see that dashing smirk and feel him. Feel his aura, his being, his mind, his soul and his body. I was craving this man like a addict craves for their drug. His wolf shook the tiny snowflakes from his fur as he pushed trough the snow, he was so powerful, his movements and his control. This man was a gift, a master piece, a work of art, he was perfect. Suddenly his wolf froze and I momentarily thought he heard me but when two werewolves appeared I froze. Without wasting a second I pulled myself into the nearest tree. I knew Ryder would be highly upset if he caught me following him. 

I knew something was wrong when he puffed out his fur and stood up taller, these weren't his pack members, these were a threat. Ryder shifted and I had to fight off the groan as his naked body replaced his wolf's place. Those fucking back muscles are going to be the death of me. He squared his shoulders just as the other wolves shifted, the female immediately ran her eyes all over my mate's body. 

"What are you doing here?" Ryder snapped and the girl giggled as she took a step forward, flaunting her body at him. Anger was boiling inside my stomach.

"Our Alpha sent us to check out the Lycans-"

"Why do you need to check out the Lycans? Their  pack house looks just like yours, they look just like you, no need to check them out. Unless you're checking them out for weaknesses" Ryder said and she smirked and was about to lay a hand on him when I dropped out of the tree. 

"Well to bad, we don't have fucking weaknesses" I growled and sprinted right in front of her, smirking at her I stuck my hand straight into her chest and yanked her heart out. "That'll teach you for looking at what's mine!" I snapped and she dropped to the ground, before the guy could do anything I repeated the action and he joined his friend, cold and heartless on the snowy ground. 

"Dakota" He sighed and I turned around. Shamelessly my eyes took the opportunity and they explored every inch of his glorious body.

"Dakota stop eye fucking me and listen!" he snapped and I blushed, a faint smile graced his features and my heart fluttered. 

"What?" I asked softly as I took a few steps forward.

"What are you doing here?" he frowned as he watched me closely. 

"I was in the area, when I-"

"You were in a tree" he pointed out and I huffed.

"Fine I wander around my pack grounds like some lost soul in hope to see you" I sighed and he grinned.

"Really?" he asked that smirk appearing and I nearly moaned at his action.

"Yeah"

"You need to stop, it's not safe"

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