Chapter 13

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Lysander feels his blood boiling, he feels his nails lenghten and how they dig into his palms. Luke and David back away slowly, terrified for their lives, but Lysander is to angry to notice. George is holding HIS woman, one hand is around her waist, pulling her close to him and the other holds both of her delicate arms captive. Just as he starts stomping towards them, to kill that bastard, Jane kicks George in his manhood. He releases her arms from his grip and she pushes him against the wall. Lysander stops walking, too confused at the sudden twist that changed the whole scene before him and just stands still. "Listen here you pathetic piece of shit! I left you because of a good fucking reason! The only reason that I don't kill you is because my mate and my packmembers are standing and watching and because I don't want to seem unladylike. Leave my house right now or I will shred you!" The fear in his eyes seems to dwell only a few seconds as it almost immediately vanishes and is replaced by an evil smirk, the one, that used to haunt her dreams for a very long time. "Oh my beautiful, beautiful Red Riding Hood..You are also a monster just as I am. A pathetic piece of shit as you would call it. I know your dark side, I know what you have been doing and do you really think anybody would stay by your side if they found out? Have you even told this boy what your hobbys are? " His evil smirk turns into an amused one. He gets a hold of her wrists again by the time he finishes his speech. Her head, which had been down for a long time, slowly pulls up. He is shocked to see the dangerous glint in her eyes, that made them shine even more. "Do you really think I fucking care what people will think of my doings or if they will stay by my side, do you really think I want to be loved by someone?..." - She starts chuckling. The sound of her chuckle is deep, almost like a growl -"...Well the answer is no, I don't even carve love, especially not the love of a sick bastard like you are. " - She rips her arms from his hold and gives him a dead glare and once again, George is shocked. -"And you, who knows my hobbies should be even more scared..."- Her expression turns darker when she says the word 'hobbies' -"...So leave my house, right now! " George is the only one, that sees her eyes become darker, matching with the sound of her voice. He drops his arms, terrified all of the sudden. Her eyes, that held the colour of the nightsky don't promise anything good. He takes one step from the wall, closer to her and Lysander and the other two men change their posture, ready to attack. He turns right and makes his way to the entrance door, as he passes Lysander, their eyes meet. Lysander's dark blue ones and George's light green ones and for a fraction of a second, Jane and the others can see George's mouth move but nobody can hear anything except for Lysander, whose eyes become darker as he heard it. Just like that George shifts and is running into the woods with his wolfs speed. A moment later, all eyes turn to Jane. She stands in the same position for a while, staring at the wall but then her head and her shoulders slump and she sighs. She takes a deep, long breath and shakes her head. As she turns to look at them, the men notice her eye colour change as they become her beautiful turquoise ones again. She turns to look into Lysander's and realizes too late that that is a bad idea. They look into each other eyes and she is shocked to see how much want and need filled his blue orbs. She narrows her eyes and the three men start feeling cold. "What do you want here? " -"I want my mate back! " Lysander replies with a firm yet, emotion- showered voice. "Well, she isn't here and I haven't seen her so leave now! " -"What happened? Why are you so cold all of the sudden? " David nods to Luke and they leave the house, wanting to give them their privacy. "Why am I so cold!?..."- She starts shouting and he cringes slightly -"...Well, you know, I think it's just a side effeckt of the shift. It's not a fucking everyday sight to just shift without a reason, but then I remembered. I got marked. "She spits the last sentence bitterly. His eyes become wide. Oh no..the shift.. He totally forgot about that. "Listen Jane, I'm so..." -"...You know..."- She cuts him off in mid-sentence -"...It wasn't really pleasant, I felt all my bones break, and when I became a wolf, I was so hungry, so..angry that I just wanted run to the packhouse and kill you. " The dangerous look in her eyes morphs into a scared, terrified one and then he couldn't hold it any longer. He runs to her and embraces her in a tight hug. He feels as if he is in heaven. The tingles, her enchanting smell.. He hadn't seen her in such a long time and now he is holding her in his arms. After a few seconds she starts trashing around. "Let me go! " -"Mine!" He whisper-growls. It is a weird combination but it is all it takes to make her moan, a small, almost not audible sound that almost undoes him. "No. " She protests with a small voice. When he feels her relax, he starts talking. "I'm so sorry Jane. I totally forgot about the shift, you couldn't imagine what I went through these past few days, I've been miserable Jane, I was so depressed and a good for nothing, I was so worried!" He pulls her thighter against him and inhales her smell. -"I wanted to die, so badly and when I saw you with George, your lips against his..." He doesn't finish his sentence. His breaths become more ragged and he feels her move. She gets her hands free from his grasp and cups his face. "Hey, I'm here and I'm ok and you're here with me so please don..." -"He kissed you! He touched you and he got to touch those sweet, soft lips of yours..They're MINE just as the rest of you is. Please don't leave me again. Please! "By the end of his statement, his voice become more husky and ragged, full of emotion. His voice tugs at her heart, but she can't imagine going to the packhouse with him and being a Luna, especially not with the dark side that lured inside of her.

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