The Lone Wolf

Chapter 6

-HER-

Once upon a history, there's a lone wolf. Place himself in the middle of the woods. Isolated from other packs, isolated from the world.

Everyone whe neared his territory, will never be back home again. Some said, he killed them cold blooded and left to rotten. Some said they were gone, because they were locked in his dungeon.

Legend said, that he was the one who have killed his family, his parents, his friends, all of his packs without any mercy.

They said his has never own a heart.

He's heartless.

He's viscous.

He's dangerous.

He's a monster.

A monster that has turned wild one day and killed all of them. Never even sparing a glance, without hesitation, bite their throats out.

His claws has plunged every living soul. His teeth was glistening with the thick red bloods. His fur is filled with his own pack's blood, but never his own. The beast that has turned uncontrollable, is now a nightmare.

A nightmare for everyone.

That's what I've been fed off ever since I was a toddler. It truly works because I'm afraid of what the consequences might be if I were to meet him.

Afraid would be an understatement.

I'm terrified.

I'm incredibly terrified ad petrified.

I don't want to die just like the missing person did. I don't want to be kidnapped and maybe left to be a corpse. I don't want bad luck. Yet I guess the moon goddess has let the bad luck gets to me.

She's after all, my creator and she decided to play games with me.

Because he's my mate... and I'm undeniably terrified of him.

Coming face to face with him, has really made my nightmares turns to nothing. The feeling of terror-stricken was nothing compared to this.

This is absolutely crazy, and I was crazy shit horrified.

Cold sweats started to pool around my temple and down my back. A cold shiver pass through me causing my body to tremble. And I'm pretty sure it's because of him. His mere presence.

My breathe hitched and my eyes widened when I saw what he did. His wolf walks towards me, slowly but surely with carefulness in every pace it takes.

His very own presence demands my every attention.

He walks to me, and I'm stilled, frozen at my place. I stand there and waited to see his reaction.

She would have to wait to know when she have to react. More exactly, when she's supposed to run.

She never blinks, keeping her eyes open. She just watched him, until he's right in front of her. Even in her human form, his body towers over her but she kept her eyes on the ground. Terrified to meet his eyes.

But she can feel his eyes on her. She can feel the tingles, come alive when his eyes swept over her like a physical caress.

And his eyes never leave hers.

By the sound of rapid thumping of her heart, she knows he could hear it too. She could wet her pants now but the would have been embarrassing.

His snouts nears her neck and sniff her. He sniff her a little too long for comfort and she lets him. When his snouts touch her cheeks, tingles of electricity erupts her skin. She gasps a little.

Did he feel it too?

He growls and I trembles a little. I whispered "Please, don't hurt me." Eventhough it's a soft whisper, she knows he heard it as he froze in his place.

She closed her eyes because he growls unapprovingly. Her heart pounds even more furiously. She felt like her heart is going to come out of her chest.

Please, I don't want to die.

Then she felt him move. He goes to her back and she stands her place. Never turning back. Afraid that if she made an attempt to move, he might hurt her or worse, kill her.

I don't know if that's even possible to kill our mates. Even if they're mates, his story tells enough that he won't care as long as his prey got killed.

But then, "Hey." She shouted a little and gasped in shocked.

How dare he?

His snouts go to the bottom and sniff her there. She turns around and glares daggers to him. She didn't meant to. She knows this'll probably anger him and he might have taken this as disrespect but he has violated her intimate place.

No one has touched her there.

He ignores her remarks and goes behind a tree.

What comes out behind the tree, shocks her even more, a tall man stood and 6' plus and he's all muscle. His hair is black and he kept it long to his shoulders. His eyes when in his wolf form is beautiful, but now it's even more.

She can't help but admired him. She's terrified of him, but the mate bond is clearly messing with her only sanity and justification. She shouldn't lust over him.

Her wolf purr with recognition of her mate. Her wolf is clearly happy but Amara couldn't help but feel afraid of him. In his human form, she knows he could break her into two without breaking a sweat.

He stalks towards her and pick her up on his shoulders without warning. She screamed and started panicking. The tingles comes alive even more when they are more in contact.

Oh my god, is this the part where he would kidnapped me, and grilled me and eat my meat?

"Wait, put me down. What are you going to do to me? Put me down!" She shouted.

Ignoring her, he continued his walk like she haven't say anything to him.

"Please, please don't hurt me. Just let me go, I swear, I won't tell anyone."

Her eyes prickled with threatening tears to come out, her breath coming as short pants because she was upside down, and her voice cracked embarrassingly.

Hearing her pleading voice. He stops short. Surprising her, he put her down gently and pushed her until her backs hit the tree. She didn't expect that he heard her.

What comes next shocked her even more.

"My mate. Please don't be afraid of me." His husky voice pleads me. He face lowered down to meet my gaze.

His eyes held pain in it and it breaks my heart when I saw it. She's still afraid and aware of him, but seeing how sincere his eyes melts down her terrified hearts a little.

He puts his face in the crooks of her neck and trails his nose there. His hands cage her at her waist.

She shivers in his arms and bite her lips to stop from the incoming moaning. He put his strong arms around her tiny waist and pulls her into his arms.

She squashed to him yet she can't help but felt right in his arms.