Bitten (ON HOLD)

Chapter Seven

Isabella’s POV

I groaned in frustration as Brad left my room. The nerve of that asshole, thinking he can waltz back in here and claim that I am his. Ugh he just makes me so mad. I can still remember the way his lips felt against mine a few moments ago, the way his voice sounded so suave and seductive and the way his touch set my skin on fire. Literally. I wanted nothing more than to forgive his sorry ass, so that I can spend most of my free time making out with him. My mind however kept telling me that this was the same guy that shattered me just yesterday; he was the one who said I was easy, and that it was a mistake that was never meant to happen. My heart however was telling me that he’s the one, and that I should let him explain. My body was literally torn in two, and I didn’t know which side I should take. Heart or mind?

“How is she?” I heard a familiar voice asked.

“She’s awake” Brad answered. Wait they were outside my door, how is it that I’m hearing them.

“Really?” the other voice perked up “Maybe I should go say hi” he suggested

“No, she’s resting. We’ll come back tomorrow” Brad mentioned to the person I realize was Nate.

“What are you going to do about this?” Nate asked.

“I honestly don’t know” he answered Nate’s question sounding defeated “She doesn’t want to hear me out right now, so I’m just going to give her space and try again”

“Do you think she feels the effects of the mating?” Nate asked again. Mating? Are they talking about me? What mating? What the hell are they going on about?

“I don’t know will you keep an eye on her though? I don’t want her to hurt more than necessary”

“Aren’t you sticking around?”

“Yes I’ll be around but I have to go back to the pack house and do some recon but I’ll be back before the week ends to claim what is mine” Brad said with finality in his tone. I shuddered at the possessiveness that came from his tone. It ricocheted off my body, shaking me to the bone; increasing my arousal for him.

I heard them make their exit and I breathe a sigh of release as I relaxed my heart rate. Why did I have to sleep with the player? I asked myself as I fell into a deep sleep with Brad’s chocolatey, woodsy scent lingering in the air.

I woke up with Carly lingering over me, and her brother stood in the far end of the room with his girlfriend Tammy. Carly was fussing over me hysterically.

“I’m not dead” I choked out my voice rough from sleep.

“You might as well be, I was so scared Bell. Don’t you ever do that to me again” she scolded in her motherly tone.

“Whatever, so how was the hot date?” I asked her.

“I didn’t go” she mumbled

“Why not?” I asked

“I was too worried about you” she said

“Well I’m fine now, so you better call Mr. Right back” I admonished her.

“I know” she said. “So how are you feeling?” she asked

“Like a million bucks” I answered sarcastically running a tired hand through my hair.

“Ah there is our sarcastic Bell that we all love” Nate teased “Nice you have you back in the land of the living”

“Great to be back, but I was only out for a few hours.” I said “You guys behave as if I was in a coma for years”