Save Me

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I woke wrapped up with the duvet most of it on my side slipping to the ground and Mac, our limbs intertwined his arm locked me in, my back pressed against his front. I tried to adjust my position, so I wasn't so close to him, but I ended up being pressed up against him feeling every bit of him very well. Too well.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you," he said, his voice full of sleep. I stopped wiggling; my body tensed arching away from him.

"Why?" I asked cautious.

He pulled me closer to him and pressed his front against his, my eyes were wide as saucer as I felt him pressed against me. "All for you," he whispered huskily into my ear, nipping just below my earlobe. I shivered involuntarily; my body loved his touch. The traitor.

I unwrapped his arm from me a slipped out of bed and hopped into the shower which I was in dire need of, I needed a good cleanse and the shower was perfect. I stepped out of the shower wrapped in my towel and headed back into my room where I found Mac standing in the middle of the room in only his boxers. My eyes raked in his body, taking in the way his toned muscles looked how his boxers fit snugly how he looked at me only in my towel, I didn't miss a thing.

"Cara," he said in a soft low rumble.

I watched him move slowly towards me, I held onto my towel for keeping it in place and saving face.

"Cara," he said his hand extended outwards to me.

I did the unthinkable at that time, I flinched away I couldn't help it, I flinched taking several steps back, there was a look in his eyes one I recognised, one I didn't want to see again. He retracted his hands and looked at me, I stared back waiting for something. The silence stretched on as we stared each other down I was the first to look away.

"I'm going to just get change in the other room," I said trying to move past him.

He looked like he was going to say something but decided against it. He shook his head like he was trying to clear his mind. "Stay I'm leaving anyways." He finally said. "Just know you're mine."

"What?"

"I see the way you and that beta were getting close last night and the way you and Finn watch each other."

"What?" I ask, he had lost his mind nothing was going on between them, nothing at all. "You're crazy, for crying out loud we're just friends, me and Eli. As for Finn whatever you think you saw is the opposite we are done, over, history, non-existent besides he's with that bitch anyways."

"That's my sister." His tone threatening.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"And that beta?"

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you're jealous," I smirked taking in his frustrated appearance.

"I'm not jealous, I'm territorial. Jealous is wanting something that is not yours, territorial is protecting what is yours." He states as matter of fact.

"How can you be territorial when I'm not even yours."

"But you're mistaken," he said pulling me forward by my towel. "Now that beta better learn to back off."

"Eli, nothing happened with him when you walked in, he was just comforting me." I said remembering the events of last night.

"Really?" He asked mockingly. "Standing between your legs," he parted my legs standing between them, "lowering his head as if he was about to kiss you, didn't look so comforting," he said lowering his head to mine. "You are mine Cara, so you better learn that fast." He says kissing me, any retort died in my throat as my hands roamed his body, loving the feel of his well-defined muscles under my hands. "you're mine," he growled pulling my towel away as he kissed the base of my neck. He took in my exposed body.