Mark Me

Undivided Attention: 10

      

          "Answers. Cough'em up, sir!" I know it was wrong to push him, but you can not just throw information like that to a girl and expect that there will be no questions, wrong assumption. His smile grew weary as he lead me to the nearest seet.

       "You deserve to know everything, I get that, but this is not just something I will be able to explain and you will understand, it is much more complex than that." He spoke his words carefully as if I were still on the verge of running.

          Running.

         Freedom.

        Dinner party, damn that dinner party. I knew I should have stayed in bed.

        Bed, sleep, oh how I love to sleep. I noticed myself beginning to drift. Leaning against Tyler, unvoluntary, his arm snaked around my waist, as sleep claimed me. Sure I wanted him to explain but I was exhausted. He drained all of my energy and a fat girl needs sleep. Before I dozed off I remember hearing Tyler's voice say,

        "Go ahead my beauty. I will explain in the morning, sleep."  And that's exactly what I did, sleep.

          The morning sun warmed my left  cheek as my right cozied close to a cushiony surface. I felt safe. I felt secure. I felt arms tighten around me pulling me closer. Wait, arms?! Why am I being held? Pulling from the culprit of the strong, safe arms, I was faced with the most peaceful sleeping man I had left the night before, to enter my slumber. He smile smirked as I traced his jawline admiring the beauty of a real, strong man.

         "Good morning to you too my princess," his voice was low an raspy and I felt my core soak. He was so beautiful. Everything about him. I smiled in return to his statement  with a simple wave of my fingertips. There is no way this is real. I furrowed my brow without realizing. Feeling Tyler's fingers my far head from its wrinkled state.

       "What's wrong?" He worried tone warmed my heart.

      "Is this real?" Looking at his chest, rubbing fingers in and out of the creases of his six pack. Feeling he stomach shake as he chuckled.

       "My abs? I hope so..." he faded off into distant thought. I couldn't help but laugh at the stab he took to his pride.

        "Not you abs, I feel those, I love those. I'm talking about you being interested in me. That can't be real." I avoided his eyes. No need to feel his scold so early in the morning.

        "Yes Emma. Everything is real." His tone was serious, "Em, look at me, I'm serious... my abs really are real," he laughed as I nudged him. He's so damn cute.

        "Well since that's cleared up, answers!" I clapped my hands jumping up and straddling him, I pecked his lips. He groaned as I leaned down pushing my hips back, to get better access to his buttery lips. Pulling back I noticed I was rubbing against his 'little friend', that wasn't so little. I blushed hard as I steadied myself.

       "Darlin' I'd love to tell you, but I can't focus with you ontop of me. All I keep thinking about I ripping your clothes off." With this, he lifted me and placed me next to him. My cheeks were burning a cherry color. He smiled and adjusted his shorts hiding his happiness from plan sight.

          "Sorry, you have my undivided attention," I apologized. He chuckled and kissed my temple.

Tyler's P.O.V.

         Her eyes looked helpless as I told her of my change. I explained how it was my birthright and how I didn't choose this life but I enjoyed it. The secrets I didn't care for but being a wolf made me feel so powerful.

        "I am the highest ranking Alpha out there, do you know what that means?" She shook her head and all I can think about is how weird she thinks I am. This is a lot to take in for anyone but for a human with zero knowledge of our kind, I know she has to be freaked out. I mean her eyes look like they are about to pop out of her head. She doesn't seem scared just shocked. The next information I'm gunna give her, she might actually run. Far and fast.

       "Em," God I hope she braces herself, grabbing he hands I looked deep into her eyes, partly to comfort her and partly to inshore she doesn't run.

       "I am the king of all the North American Alphas and because you are my mate, that makes you queen."  She gasped, knew it. The horror in her eyes almost broke my soul. She didn't run instead, began crying in my lap.

        "Hey, babe, why are you crying?" I asked honestly scared for the response.

Her red eyes met mine and she sobbed hard.

          "I'm not meant to be queen! Look at me! Queens are suppose to be perfect, beautiful, and not to mention, I'm HUMAN! I'll be eaten alive!" He panic made me smile. I can fix this.

            "Oh baby, you are perfect and beautiful! Don't cry! Besides wolves don't eat people." I laughed and kissed her tears from her face. She hugged me tight thanking me. As I explained I would be there to help her as my mother would be.

          "And sweetheart, if you wish to be like me, I could change you." She looked hopeful, even though I was sure I could do it, it would be something to discuss with the royal court. Yet, I am the King, I get what I want and so does my Queen.

          Looking at Emma, I remembered, I haven't mentioned the move. When you find your mate, most weres abduct them and make them live with the them. Me, on the other hand, won't force Emma to move in with me. That's sick. But I will suggest it, and hopefully she comes without making my wolf come out.

      "Emma, I know it's soon, but would you consider living with me?" She shook her head with a surprised face.

       "Of course, Tyler! But when?" Uh-oh, deal breaker. I rubbed the back of my neck and smirked.

         "Tonight..." I faded into hopeful bliss. Waiting for her to answer, I closed my eyes and silently prayednhearing a tiny 'yes' escape her lips.

       She said yes! I jumped up and grabbed her kissing her hard. God I love this women. Now she is mine. Only mine.

        Emma said yes.