Being Mute

Chapter 7 ❤️

I stood in front of the beautiful view in front of me. "Here." Dylan whispers, handing me a hand full of pebbles.

I took them in my hand, squeezing it shut and looking ahead at me, starring at the stream before my eyes.

Dylan wanted to take me out again, although Miles had warned me not to go out, I couldn't help myself. I didn't want to stay in that bedroom with nothing to do besides watch tv.

Dylan took me on a hiking trail, well going through the hiking trail we discovered this stream.

"Now just chuck it, see how far you can throw." He says, winking.

I nod, getting my hand ready to throw the pebbles.

I let them fly from my hand, hoping they would all land far away, but to my surprise they fell right on the ground making me blush in embarrassment.

"You should've just thrown one at a time." He says chuckling and shaking his head. "Here let me help you." He walks closer to me, wrapping one arm around my waist and the other he guided my hand, were he helped me chuck the pebble far, this time only using one.

I shrug, nodding my head with a smile.

"Good?" He asks, arching his eyebrow. I give him a thumbs up.

With that he spun me around so fast I almost lost my balance.

"I got you something." He says, smiling.

I narrow my eyes, a little unsure.

"Here." He grabs his back pack, pulling out a red blanket. He lays it on the grass, and motions me to sit down. I take a seat, crossing my legs.

He takes a seat next to me, pulling out something from his backpack.

"Here." It was a present that was wrapped, not very good might I add. But I figured for a guy it made sense.

I slowly unwrap the present.

I couldn't help but be shocked at the picture inside. It was a drawing of me that was in a frame.

I grab our my phone typing in; "you drew this?" I hand him the phone. "Yes." He nods, smiling. "Do you like it?" He asks, nervously.

"Yeah of course, but I didn't know you were a artist." I type in handing him my phone.

"Well I wouldn't call myself a "artist" but I'll take that compliment." He says smirking.

I give him a doubtful look. Dylan was obviously talented, and a alpha with his own big pack. God why did he have to be so perfect?

I remember once my aunt told me something that I hadn't thought about until this exact moment.

"People may seem perfect Jane, but their in disguise. No body's perfect, so don't be down because you don't feel as perfect as those other people. They're lying to themselves."

My aunt obviously lied because perfection sat right in front of me. He's beautiful! Nice, charming, good looking, sweet, and he took me away from my problems with Miles.

God Miles, his name made me flinch. I hate him. He's bipolar as fuck and well, I don't even understand how someone paired me up with him. It made no sense what so ever!

I snap myself out of my thoughts and look at Dylan. I give him a smile.

"We should probably get going it's getting late." He said, looking up at the dimming sky. I bite my lip nervously. Going back to Miles pack house sounded anything but pleasing. Without a doubt he probably knows that I'm gone, and I'll someone get in trouble. I have no idea why I haven't tried to escape. Maybe because apart of me knows that if I did, well he'd catch me.

I nod at Dylan.

He smiles and leans in, grabbing my chin and kissing my lips.

"You're so beautiful Jane." He whispers making me blush, and look down.

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