My Only Love [PG13+] *EDITING*

10. I'm Yours.

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P.S. The Picture on the side is of Jarred Blakely. Whever I envision him in my head I see Zac Efron--especially from THAT picture.
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Ten.
Jarred’s POV

She looked at me warily for a moment then shifted, sitting up. Whilst she started to look around the room I could feel the air still..what was she doing? Was she using her power? If so...why? Her eyes were closed as she sat up, she looked serene and  tired but all kinds of beautiful.

I was about to open my mouth but my grandmother put her hand on my shoulder. She shook her head as if to say ‘No’ to me interrupting Gabrielle. I wanted to—whatever she was doing was probably taking up her energy. Energy she’s only just regained.

I furrowed my eyebrows when suddenly the air came back into the room. Gabrielle opened her eyes showing me those gorgeous brown orbs—the darkened for a moment, her face tensing up in the process but she let her breath go and smiled.

Actually smiled...genuinely.

“Hi.” I whisper, eager to hear her speak. Eager to know that she’s alright. That’s all she had to be. Alright. Alive and well.

She blinked, her eyes looking slightly glassy. A sad expression was in her face but it was masked quickly by a small, forced smile. It was the first time since she’d opened her eyes that she looked like she wanted to be anywhere but near me.

“Hi.” She says, repeating my tone and word.

“H-how do you feel?” Okay—what the hell was that? Did I—Jarred Blakely—just stutter? Oh god. What this girl was doing to me. She smiled as if a thought made her pleased and I immediately wondered whether  she was reading my thoughts...after all, she is  a Riser and they had plenty of hidden talents.

“I’m sorry.” She whispers apologetically. “Usually, whenever I control air it can tell me many things,” she begins to explain. “now...I don’t understand but the air isn’t telling me how I got here or...or how you saved me.”

I looked up at her. She was known to be very honest. The first time she was here and had bumped into me she was shaken but honest anyway. Even when she just awoke from almost entering the Black Abyss—she was still in control of herself. She was still honest.

“I understand. You only need to ask and I’ll tell you.” She avoids my eyes as I said the words aloud, she was avoiding what I could give her—even if they were word. “I would do anything for you.”

“I know.” She whispers sadly. She surprises me by taking both my hands. The electricity between us is stirring, making me want her. My wolf has resurfaced and he wants to kiss her. He wants us to take the leap and just jump forward.

But I won’t forcefully mate with her until she wants me. She bites her lower lip and it reminds me of the dream I had. It felt so real—unlike now. She didn’t seem real.

Maybe it was because this time, I could actually touch her.

Someone coughed breaking our silence. Our comfortable silence. I turned and glared at where the cough came from and I saw my grandmother narrowing her eyes at me. I sighed and not letting go of Gabrielle’s hand, I nod for my grandmother to come kneel before her too.