Mate inbreeding (Lone Star Pack 3)

Trapped

Hector's POV

Ever breath I took made my chest burn, moving any part of my body was difficult.

I was in pain and ever cell in my body was crying out but I was still thankful to be alive.

Looking at my mate as he argues at me, I'm reminded of what I almost lost.

"thank you," I tell him, he looks at me with caution and ask, "what for."

"For saving me," I look into his eyes and say. "consider us even for earlier," he says.

"I still want to thank you," I tell him.

"Okay," Hector says and gets up off the bed.

As he moves his cakes are jumping up and down, watching the sway of his cakes as they moved from side to side made it hard to resist.

He bend over and I got a better view of my mates bum let's just say a view like that could make a wolf do crazy things.

"Do you eat yogurt," he shouts and turns around.

"thank you I do," I reply. He brings two cups of yogurt with him as he comes back to where I'm lying down.

He pulls one of the cup of yogurt and gulps it down then belches, "burp!"

"Your welcome," I said, "yeah yeah," he says and wipes his hand on his bare chest.

"Can you help me with this," I said as I tried to move to get the yogurt.

"You need me to feed you as well," he complains.

"Just until I'm healed up," I say.

"Your really useless," he gets up and pulls the yogurt open then brings it to my mouth.

"I appreciate that," I say to him after I gulp down the last of the yogurt he feed me.

"So this is your hideout," I say to him as I look around the bunker.

It looks like my comment offended him because I could see him tense up.

"I'm okay now Hector, you can go for help now," I tell him.

He looks at me with a confuse look on his face.

"You think that I'm here with you because I want to?" He asks me.

"Aren't you?" "No! Were trapped in," he says.

"Oh! well I'm glad your here with me," I tell him.

I never thought that one day I would be happy to be trapped underground but here I am ecstatic .

Being here alone with him gave us alot of quality time. "This was my chance to change his mind about us," I thought.

"Why did you save me," he looks at me and ask.

Struggling to take a deep breath I said, "because I felt like it," I smiled and say.

"Hmm," he snorts and turn around.

Hectors POV

I like him more when he was a sleep, the bastard irritates me with the every breath he takes.

His accent was annoying, the way he put on brave face when he was clearly in pain invigorated me, his stupid smile that he made as he looked at me made my skin crawl, the marvelous body of his was an eye sore and the freshly healed wounds couple with all the blood on the ground made the place stink.

I never had a sensitivity nose in fact my nose really picked up on anything.

But the smell of his blood was affecting me in ways I never expected.