Trapped [H.S]

Chapter 18: Falling For You.

Chapter 18: Falling For You.

After taking a nice and hot shower and making sure that I don’t smell of the filthy raw egg and ketchup, I was refreshed and rejuvenated, and excited to finally go shopping. Harry was nowhere to be seen, so I decided I could use some time for myself. Honestly, it’s been exhausting and frustrating to stay in the same house everyday not having anything to do. I know I have Harry to talk to but sometimes I feel suffocated... I feel like my life is being controlled by an extra possessive and extremely hot werewolf. 

Crossing my legs, I sit on the bed. Still debating whether to go without informing him or not. Harry will lose every last bit of the sanity he has left if he doesn’t find me here.  

Perhaps, I should wait for a while.

I pick up the presents my parent left me, and I quickly un-wrap it. The bigger box looks exquisite and posh.

Because it’s big.

If Harry was here, he’d probably say ‘That’s what she said.’

The box contains a book, which looks very old. It’s called ‘The First Werewolf.’

‘What a perfect gift.’ I murmur to myself.

The debit card is a better gift. With beaming excitement, I open the envelope. Strangely, there’s the card, of course, but there’s a piece of parchment which looks like a letter. I open it.

‘Jenny, no one but you must read this.-Mum.’ It reads.

“I’M BACK!” Harry’s utterly sexy voice startles me and I shove the letter back in the envelope, and put it behind me in a jiffy.

“You need to stop scaring the shit out of me.”

“Aw baby.” He kisses my nose.

“I thought I should give you your gift.” He hands a purple box to me.

‘Please don’t be a ring.’ I silently pray.

“Open it.” He says impatiently.

And I do.

“This looks like the black crystal box—“ I look at him in complete disbelief as his lips creep into a smirk. “This is- this is.... my gift?” as if registering the look of shock on my face Harry bursts into a fit of laughter.

It can’t be... he can’t trust me so much.

What if Noah finds out?

“Why are you giving this to me?”

He smiles and scoots closer to me. “Since the day you’ve come here, I’ve been observing how you talk about the Crystal, you look so intrigued by it and I thought it would be best to hand it to you because no one but the Luna deserves to have it in her possession. It’s yours to protect now. Take good care of it.” 

“But this is the pack’s property.” I state.

“It still is, but I want you to be the one to take care of it now.”

“You think I’m trust worthy?”

He shrugs, “I would trust you with anything because I love you.”

Wow. Just wow. I can’t believe my ears. How can he love me so much? I’ve been nothing but a total bitch to him since I met him. He literally let me have the Crystal just because I seemed interested in it. How can someone be so naive and sweet at the same time? I feel like screaming and crying and apologizing for everything I’ve done to him. I don’t deserve a guy like him.... and now I feel like killing myself. My soul is screaming at me, scolding me.

I have never been so disappointed with my own self ever before. I’m falling for this boy... hard.

Noah. What am I going to tell him? He would want me to handover the Crystal to him right away.

No, I can’t let this happen... my mate has put a lot of his trust in me. I can’t do this anymore, I can’t play this dirty little game anymore, I can’t betray him. I just can’t. I have to find a way to get Noah off of my back.

Harry has given the Crystal to me and I will protect it. I don’t really know why Noah wanted it in the first place but I sure as hell know that it has to do something with power. Black Crystal pack is the strongest pack known in the werewolf history and Obviously, the RedWoods don’t like that. I might not be a werewolf, but I still am the Luna, I still am Harry’s mate and this time... I won’t let my pack down. I won’t let my mate down.

“Hey.” My thoughts get disturbed when Harry pats my cheeks.

“Uh.. yeah, um, sorry. I zoned out.” I tell him fiddling with my fingers.

He chuckles and puts an arm around my shoulder. “It’s okay, you look cute when you’re focused.”

And then he kisses my nose. “Happy birthday, Baby.” he says in my ear.

I push him away and a look of hurt and rejection flashes in his eyes. I quickly rest my hand on his chest. He looks down where my hand is placed and a smile appears on his face.

“I’m sorry, Harry.” I say, biting lips.

“Sorry for what, babe?” he asks confused, eyes never leaving my lips.

“For this.” I say and rip his shirt open.

“Apology accepted.” He says with a smirk as I let all my guards down.

A/N:

Hey guys! I hope you liked this chapter. It’s actually a collab chapter with ImaginaryWriterX , who writes           AMAZING Harry fanfics. She’s a very nice friend and has helped me A LOT with ideas for my stories.

Make sure you read Mine and Spotted by ImaginaryWriterX ...

Also, we’re going to be collaborating on Chapter 30th of ‘Spotted’ by ImaginaryWriterX . So make sure you check it out too.

And as she is famous for her hilarious puns.. we’re going to add one of them here too.

Are you ready for it? Les do this.

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When the tv repair man got married, the reception was excellent.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA BYE.