My Sweetest Sin

Perfectly, Imperfect. Chapter 14

<Jacobe>

I shut the door behind me and stood there for a second trying to regain my composure. I had meant every word I said to her.

I could hear her crying through the door, it was excruciatingly hard for me not to run to her, to just hold her until everything was okay again.

My wolf whimpered. I could feel so many mixed emotions through our mate bond; unfortunately I couldn’t quite make out all of what she was feeling since we have yet to complete the mating bond. There were a few though that I could distinguish from the rest; pain, heartache, love and confusion. I wish I could just make all her pain and fears go away.

“Go to her,” my wolf whispered to me.

“I can’t,” I sighed in reply, “I don’t want to push her farther away. We are finally taking a step in the right direction”

He whimpered yet again, but otherwise stayed silent.

At least I hoped we were.

I heard her take a few deep breaths and there was movement. I decided I better go downstairs before she caught me out here and thought I was some kind of lunatic stalker.

I waited patiently at the foot of the stairs, I didn’t want her to have to come find me. Not after Cherish went and tried to complicate things more than they already were.

Cherish. I thought to myself disgusted. That woman is a power hungry psychopath. I have never had any interest in her or any other female really. I knew one day I would meet my mate and that our souls would be destined for each other. Don’t get me wrong, I have had a few one night stands, after all I am not a saint. But that was all they were, one night stands. A temporary lapse in judgment caused by loneliness, but not with her, she has always thrown herself at me. I am not in to that. Actually, come to think of it I have never even liked Cherish as a person, let alone enough to be intimate with her.  She had the nerve to go around the pack house telling everyone she was my mate. Pitiful.

I was ripped from my thoughts by the sound of footsteps coming cautiously down the stairs. I looked up to see Serenity looking gorgeous as usual, holding Jace who just happened to be dressed in one of the outfits I personally had picked out.

I couldn’t help but smile. They were the image of perfection and I so desperately hoped she would someday let me make them mine forever.

“What’s that smug smile for?” her velvety voice called out to me as she approached the bottom of the stairwell.

“Nothing,” I smirked back at her offering my arm.

She rolled her eyes, taking it.

“This way, my lady,” I said with a cheesy accent, “your kingdom awaits”.

She giggled, “don’t push your luck.”

“I would never!” I joked, pretending to be offended as I led her to the living room where the pack sat anxiously awaiting.

<Serenity>

I couldn’t help but blush a little joking around with Jacobe. I felt like I had known him for an eternity.

“We may have met not long ago here on earth, but our souls have known each other for an eternity.” His words echo through my head.

It was so easy to just be myself around him; I didn’t feel nervous at all. I have no worries that he would judge me in anyway. He likes me just the way I am, perfectly imperfect.