Lost and Found

Chapter 3

I go to the bed and lightly touch the fabric softly. I make my way to the curtain covering the window, I lace my fingers, feeling the silkiness. I hear a soft giggle behind me as I begin to admire the wood carvings on the wardrobe.

"Have you never had a room before?", Annie asks.

"The attic was my room. So I kinda had a room, but nothing like this.."

She quiet for a few minutes when Damien burst through the door.

"You can go now, Annie.", he orders the blonde. She gives me a soft smile and a quick hug before leaving the room.

I look at Damien and my wolf howls with delight.

"What happened..?", I ask him.

"Two rogues crossing over the territory. They're in the cellar at the moment."

"They don't talk to you like I did?"

"They will tomorrow.", he says while inching towards me.

"Am I allowed to be in the room..?", I ask softly, trying to keep calm as he gets closer to me.

"If you want.", he says.

I can feel his body radiating heat as he gets closer to me. I look down, feeling nervous. He softly lifts my jaw up with his hand, to look into my eyes. I watch as his eyes begin to darken and my heart begins to race.

"Calm down, I won't hurt you.", He says as he pushes his body against mine. I nod slightly acknowledging his words. He leans in and pushes his forehead against mine.

"What happened to you..", he whispers.

"Do you really want to know what my past was like..?", I asked confused and shocked.

"Yes."

By the time I was done telling him the sob story of Charlie Grey his eyes were pitch black with rage.

I lightly touch his shoulder in attempt to calm his wolf.

"Show me the scar, Charlie.", he demands.

I reluctantly pull up the side of my shirt, where there is claw marks from the top of my ribs to the top of my hip bone. He stands up quickly and embraces me. He finally releases me, and looks at me with sad green eyes.

"Don't be afraid Charlie, I won't ever hurt you. And neither will my pack."

I stare at him for a bit and give him a shy smile. I yawn and he scoops me up and gently places me on the bed. "Thank you Damien.", I say as he begins to walk out the door. He slowly turns around, and after about 2 minutes he says, "if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be okay enough to handle a pack. If it weren't for you, my fathers death would've killed me. I'll be right across the hall if you need anything." With that, he walks out softly closes the door.

"We'll find you."

"You can't hide forever, runt."

'Slap'

'Crack.'

"It's your fault your parents are dead. "

"You're just a whore."

I watch helplessly as my brother approaches me with a knife, and the blade is made out of silver. He shoves it into my chest as I let out and ear piercing scream.

"Charlie! Charlie wake up!"

I shoot up and feel as warm tears start to run down my face.

"It was just a dream.", Damien says as he sits on the bed. He pulls me on his lap and cradles me until I stop crying. I scoot closer so my small frame is directly against his large frame. I start to shake uncontrollably and cry softly.

I feel as his large hand rubs my back. I scoot back to look at him with my icy blue, tear filled eyes. "Mine.", I say softly and push my nose against his.

(A/N

Yes it's short I know I'm really sorry, it would be longer if I wasn't so busy. Don't worry, I'll make y'all fan girl soon. Don't give up on me! Vote, Comment etc etc

Love Always,

Charlie