Becoming Submissive (girlxgirl)

Chapter Four- Let Me Heal You

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I was suddenly brought back to reality and scrambled to get off of her. I was practically mating with my enemy and I didn't even realize it.

Chapter Four- Let Me Heal You

Peyton's POV

After the phone call from Amelia, I became nervous. She had asked for permission to come to my pack house. I knew it was something urgent by the way her voice was hard, yet shaky. As I exited my office, I found myself fixing the arrangement of a vased bouquet of flowers in the hallway. I didn't understand how she could make me so nervous but I did understand that I hated the feeling. 

She arrived quicker than I had expected. The minute my eyes landed on her, I was worried. Scratches and bruises were scattered across her body and I wanted nothing more but to heal her. "Amy, what happened?" I asked, grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her closer so I could examine her arms. 

"I'm fine. I'll heal eventually," she sighed as she tried to push me away. But her efforts to calm me weren't working. Grabbing her hand, I pulled her upstairs and to my bedroom. "Peyton, I'm fine."

"Your wounds were from rabid wolves. It's going to take some time to heal," I stated. I pushed her into my bed and didn't waste anytime to help my mate. "Let me help you." 

I brushed her soft, blonde waves of hair out of my way, my eyes roaming over the curves of her damaged body. I slowly lifted her tank over her head, kissing every piece of skin that came into view. Her breath hitched as I licked at the claw marks that covered her stomach and chest. All I could think about was how beautiful she was and how nice she smelt. 

My fingers held onto the loops of her skin tight jeans, my wolf begging to take them off. The smell of blood assaulted my nose and glanced down to see blood staining the jean fabric on her thigh. Not only was her thigh bleeding but the white covers underneath her back was stained red as well. She must of been in a really bad fight. i found myself slightly shocked that she was injured that badly.

I undid the zipper of her jeans and she lifted her hips as I slid them down her legs until they were discarded onto the floor. "Peyton, it's fine." She tried to sit up and cover herself but I only pushed her back down and moved her arms to the side.

I kissed her mid thight. "You're beautiful." I didn't have to see her face to know she was blushing. She repositioned herself and the bloody wound came into view. I quickly tended to her wound until the skin began to pull together. The smell of her arousal filled the air around me, exciting my wolf. 

My senses hightened, indicating that my eyes had turned from their original blue to my wolf's striking green. I crawled on top of her before capturing her lips in a kiss. Her mouth molded into mine, perfectly. I parted her lips with my tongue as we battled for dominance. 

When I wouldn't back down, she growled lowly before flipping us over, her hands pawing at my chest. Growling, I pushed her over and crawled back on top of her. She whimpered in pain, bringing my attention to the huge, bloody wound on her back. 

With my mind clouded with lust, I rolled her onto her stomach and began healing the bite marks with my tongue. It didn't take long for the skin to pull together and all that was left was a faint scar, that would soon fade. 

Her breathing was raspy and harsh as I attacked her neck with many kisses, my mouth lingering on the spot where her shoulder and neck met. My wolf was screaming at me to mark her, to make her mine. My canines extended on their own and they grazed across the spot. 

"Peyton," she moaned. I was suddenly brought back to reality and scrambled to get off of her. I was practically mating with my enemy and I didn't even realize it. My wolf was scratching to get back to its mate but I wouldn't satisfy it. My wolf betrayed me and almost made me mark Amelia. 

"Pey, whats wrong?" Amelia asked as she sat up. I couldn't stop my eyes from wandering to look at her breast and I hated myself for it. She reached out for me but I jumped before she could touch me and I accidentally slipped off the bed. Her eyes were huge as she stared at me with worry clearly evident in her brown orbs.

"Put your clothes on. I'll have someone come to help you to my office," I stated before hurrying off so I didn't have to deal with the strangling scent of arousal and lust that filled my bedroom.

After sitting in my office for what felt like hours, Amelia entered the room, not a hint of shyness to her. Not letting her intimidate me, I straightened my posture and watched as she took a seat in front of my desk. "So what was so important that you needed to tell me?" I asked as I self consciously twisted my hair around my fingers. 

"We were attacked by a group of rogues and I just have a feeling that something bad is going to happen," she sighed. "I just came to warn you."

Before I could respond, Matthew barged into the the room, fear flooding off of him in waves. "We have company and they don't seem to be happy," he practically yelled. I exchanged glances with Amelia before following Matthew outside. 

Crazed wolves surrounded us and I immediately shifted afterwards. Shaking out my red fur, I turned to look behind me at the two brown wolves that stood behind me. Just at the sight of my mate, my stomach filled with butterflies. 

I was too busy staring at Amelia that I didn't notice the creature that was charging towards me and knocked me onto my side. Before it could have time to snap it jaws, it was attacked from the side. I glanced over at Amy as she bit the life out of the rogue. My pride took the best of me and charged towards them. I refused to let her make me look weak. 

Pushing her out of the way, I threw the wolf against the tree before rushing towards the rest and attacking.