In His Nature

{Both}

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Hi guys

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"You had no right!" Dot cried, whipping around. I couldn't help but notice how sexy she looked with her eyes narrowed and her nostrils flaring. Just as I was thinking about how angry Dot would be if I'd have said that out loud, I noticed her face change.

"You're bleeding," she deadpanned, her dark eyes fixed not on my eyes, but just above them.

"What?" I asked, completely confused, but then I remembered the asshole who'd been sucking face with Dot landing one good punch before I'd rained blows on him.

"You're bleeding," Dot repeated, and she closed the back between us. Dot slowly raised her thumb to my forehead, where I'm guessing the practically healing cut was, and lowered it to the skin. As flesh met flesh, my breath caught in my throat.

The heat burned throughout my entire body like hot lava, and I found our lips getting closer and closer. I felt my eyes slip shut, and I itched to have Dot in my arms. However, the kiss never came, and when I opened my eyes in frustration, Dot was gone.

"What the hell?" I muttered, whipping around and searching my surroundings for my runaway mate. Dot was nowhere to be seen, and I was alone on the street. Despite the situation, I found myself smiling. Dot had taken off while I was hypnotized by her close proximity.

That girl was smart.

And fast.

I could be fast, too.

I looked around to make sure that there were no humans around, and then I took off running as fast as I could. I reached the house within ten minutes, and I scared the crap out of a little girl as I burst through the front door.

"Have you seen Dot?" I asked, keeping my voice gentle due to the guilt of traumatizing the seven year old girl.

"Sh-she went to her room," the girl stammered, and then she disappeared into another room. I hurried down the front hall and hopped up the staircase to the residence wing of the pack house. I passed my new, possibly temporary room and walked down the hallway until I found myself just outside of Dot's bedroom.

She was lying on her bed with her eyes squeezed shut and her right hand resting on her forehead. Dot's golden hair was strewn around her head like a halo, and her chest rose and fell with every breath.

Slowly and quietly, I crept into her room until I was right next to her bed. Then, I let out a dramatic sigh and plopped down on the bed. Dot cried out and sat straight up. Then, when her eyes fell on me, she looked pained and pushed herself off of the bed.

"What are you going in here, Eli?"

"I believe you owe me a kiss," I replied, leaning back against the headboard of her bed with my hands behind my head. Dot snorted and crossed her arms over her chest, but I noticed that her irritation didn't reach her eyes; instead, there was a hint of sadness.

"See," she said, gesturing towards me, "that's your problem right there."

"Are you referring to my incredible charm and good looks?" I suggested, waggling my eyebrows.

"No," Dot replied harshly. "Your problem is that you're so full of shit!"

I gaped at her. Sure, Dot and I weren't the friendliest people to each other, but I'd never expected her to say that. No has ever talked to me like that, and I wasn't used to it. "What are you talking about?" I asked, sitting up slightly.

"Are you serious?" Dot sputtered, waving her arms around wildly. I didn't respond and Dot groaned loudly. She ran a hand through her hair in frustration and leaned against her desk.