Claim me.

SeaSide~ The Krooks part25 BADFORMYEYES

(: This was an awesome story!!-fantasyluvr96

I’m

at the beach. It’s freezing. My mind goes back to the fight we had earlier, how

could he do this? Why does he have to be so stupid? Chance sucks ass, I don’t

know why he has to fight me when I’m clearly right about

everything!

I

sigh as I sit in the sand dune. Chance and I are mates, destined to be together

forever, and I will never stop loving him until my dying day. But that doesn’t

mean I have to like him right now.

I

hear footsteps and a groan behind me.

“Lauren,

come back inside. It’s freezing out here.” Chance says, his voice sending

pleasant tingles up my spine like it always does. Even when I don’t want it

to.

“No.”

I say stubbornly, sticking my nose up even higher in the air. That’s why I don’t

see him stomp up to where I’m sitting until he lifts me bodily over his shoulder

with no apparent effort.

“Hey!!

Put me down right now Chance!” I yell at him. I’m yelling at his bum, which is

usually a very nice sight, but right now I’m a bit too disgruntled to appreciate

it.

“No.”

He says simply. Chance is a man of few words, never one to fill the silence with

empty chatter. Unlike me who just blurts everything out the second I think it.

Maybe that’s why everyone was so shocked when it turned out we were mates, It

just seemed like the least obvious match, with me being the bubbly cheerleader

and him being the not so bubbly Alpha who was too old for his

time.

“Chance,

please?” I ask nicely. I know he can never say no to me, and I’m not the type of

person who uses that power for good instead of evil.

“Alright

but you’re coming back inside before you get hypothermia Lauren.” He says

sternly. God he is so sexy when he gets all serious like this- No Lauren! Bad

Lauren! We’re angry at him remember!? I scold myself.

“Fine.”

I scowl at him. He sets me on my feet again, and envelops my small hand in his

much larger one, pulling me along behind him into the warm beach house. The

beach house is kind of our special place, it’s where we found out we were mates,

kissed for the first time, and a bit later, officially mated.

I

remember the first time I saw Chance after my 16th birthday, at my birthday

party. Turning 16 is a big deal for us werewolfs, not only because, well, you