Belonging to Him

Seventeen- Someone else's thoughts

Hello people of earth! :) This is Kael's thoughts on the past chapter :) He wants to be heard! :D Jaymes' mind is too "in the dark" so; the following words are all on his thoughts :) I just don't think this is a chapter, but it will fill in on the next one because Jaymes' hardly will. So, enjoy!! :D

Did a long silence mean yes or no? She sat there, on my bed. Just staring at me, her gorgeous green eyes were sharp and bright, her witch was waking. It would take time; she grew up with humans of course, but with the dominant witch blood in her system, it wouldn't let her stay that way for long. I notice, whenever Althea Pharra was around her, Jaymes' eyes would brighten in color as the witch in her knew who Jaymes didn't. Her wolf side was recessive; that would mean how she felt for me was nowhere near how I felt for her.

Her invitation drove me wild. The dark corners of my mind almost completely clouded my thoughts with images of her body under, over me. In every position, in every way, in every crook of my bedroom until she was panting and her eyes no longer wished to open for a while. Then the words of the elders hit me like a ton of bricks. They were right. The moment I laid a finger on her with a sexual interest in mind, I wouldn't be able to stop until she was too exhausted to even think of moving. And even then I knew I still wouldn't be satisfied completely. She wasn't ready for that.

But there was a reason why I was kneeled on one knee, on the floor in front of her. I was tired of settling in her room with her, I was tired of the males lustful eyes on her body, I grew exhausted of having to almost break another's bone when I thought of other males possibly taking her from me and I grew tiresome of the letting all this happen when she could be with me every second of the day, always by my side and being only mine. I wouldn't settle for less when I knew I could have all of it.

I know I sounded selfish, but would you let the one you loved truly and deeply be away from you when in your heart it feels as though you've been stabbed by a knife over and over again?

"Riley will kill you, Kael" she murmured, her heart beat wildly. Was she excited or nervous?

I chuckled, humorlessly "Is that a warning for the future to come?"

"Kael," she looked as though she was uncomfortable. Was it because of me? "I don't think that's a good idea. I mean," she pressed at the top of the velvet box, hiding the ring. Didn't she like it? "You and I are so new in this relationship, you haven't met my parents yet and me, my age, I- I am just- not ready"

I stopped moving. Stopped breathing; my eyes hard on the side table near her knee. "So, for sex yes" the way I said the word seemed like a hiss "but for a complete union between you and me, you say 'no'?"

She sighed, "I'm... Kael -"

"Why?" my eyes met hers. Such an obstacle it is to remain infuriated at this girl.

"I am not ready" was her answer "and, I know my father. He will kill you," she joked, trying to lighten the mood "he's got a gun"

I chuckled, slipping the box under my bed. I stood up, sealing my jeans when the mind link exploded.

'Look who got rejected'

'Gee, thanks, Gabriel. Tell me again why you're my brother'

'Cheer up, bro. She was offering sex and you said no. It's her turn'

'Shut up'. Just when it was quiet again, a new flood of voices erupted in my head

'Kael! I can't believe you exploded that at her, how could –''RE-JECTED!', 'You popped the question!', 'Why her?', 'Why not me?', 'I could've', 'She loves you, 'She hates you,'; 'I'm sorry, Alpha'. With voices after another, it was hard to tell who the voices belonged to.