I'm Trapped Between Two Worlds!!

Chapter 10. Dark Secrets

CHAPTER 10. Dark Secrets.

Derrick’s POV.

I’ve been pacing around this room for about an hour, what the hell happened? I mean that is not the way mates are supposed to meet right? Her “heart” belongs to someone else? She can´t mean Damian right? I mean is so obvious that self-centered moron doesn´t even see how beautiful she is, not that I’m complaining of course, but the prick thinks he’s the best man around here, without even mentioning his brother, egocentrically, selfish bastard.

I have to find her, that’s what I’m going to do, I have to know what’s going on on that head of hers, if she wants me as a friend then… I have no choice but to be it, but I will be there one way or the other. I need to know why she’s scared and confused about this.

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Zandra´s POV

I’ve been crying my eyes out on this shower for half an hour now, I cry for my parents, I cry for my family, for myself, but most of all I cry for my mate. Derrick. I´ll never have a beautiful family with kids, a beautiful house and a wonderful husband. Derrick doesn’t deserve a tainted woman as myself, he’s the most gorgeous guy ever, those beautiful grayish green eyes that can captivate your soul in just a look, that boyish smile and cocky attitude.

And his body! Don’t even get me started on his body! I mean his not too muscled but he isn’t exactly skinny either, he’s just perfect. But I have to snap out of it, he will never be mine, I will never get out of Robert’s and Ruth’s sight.

I got out and wore my black skinny jeans, a green long sleeve shirt with my green fats, and finally my brown cardigan, no makeup, no accessories, no nothing. After all, I was meeting with the devil himself. The man that has tortured me for years now, in exchange of leaving my family free and carefree on this lands.

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Derrick’s POV

As I went looking for my beautiful mate I spotted her sneaking out of her room through her window, confused as hell I decided to follow her, I mean who goes out their window at 10pm like a spoiled grounded teenager?

I kept my distance a few feet away so she wouldn’t be able to pick up my scent or suspect that someone was following her. When we were about 20 feet deep on the forest she changed to her wolf form. I must admit, she is the most beautiful wolf I’ve ever seen. She dirty blond fur resembles her beautiful hair, but she has some golden and caramel strikes that just… shine… she looks absolutely beautiful under the moon and just licking her paw in the most wolf sexy way, if that’s even possible.

I was so captivated by her that I almost lost her, she just started running all of a sudden, I quickly changed to my wolf form and followed her through the night. It was a beautiful quiet night, the fresh air caressing my fur, my wolf was extremely happy to be left out, I felt a little guilty about that actually. Since we’ve been here I haven’t go out on a run.

Suddenly as I continued chasing my precious mate the mood just drastically changed, instead of the fresh air, everything was tense and awkward; the scents of Zandra´s emotions hit me hard like glass of cold water on a sunny beach day. She was angry, full of hate and bitterness and… afraid? With this last emotion dancing its way through my nostrils I started running faster, I stopped just a few feet away, just enough to be undetectable but close enough to keep an eye on Zandra and on this new mysterious man in front of her.