Loveproof Heart

Chapter 7

Chris walked into the room and sat down on the seat that was next to a computer desk.

"If you want to talk about why we took you, you are going to have to come downstairs."

"Why?"

"Because it is something that the whole pack should be there to hear about."

"What do you mean?" 

"If you want to get answers come downstairs."

"Fine. Give me some trousers or something first."

He walked over to one of the drawers and pulled out some black shorts then threw them at me. 

"Whose clothes are these?" I asked.

"Mine."

"Eeew. I don't want to wear your clothes."

"Your're already wearing one of my shirts."

"Not out of my own will." I glared at him.

"Just wear it or you can come down those stairs in nothing but your underwear." He said glaring back.

"Fine, I'll wear them but only because I want answers. Now get out."

Chris walked out of the room and closed the door behind him. I hurriedly pulled on the shorts and rolled them up a bit, as they were a bit baggy. I like baggy trousers on guys but just coz they are a bit buggy doesn't mean you need to wear them at your knees and have them fall down, I remember when I was waiting for Mary once and this guy's trousers fell down because they were so low. At least he had some nice red boxers on.

I snapped out of it and walked or limped you could say, to the door. I took a deep breath and opened the door to find Chris leaning against the opposite door. 

"Ready?" 

"Yeah, whatever."

He tried to grab my hand but I pulled it back and gave him a 'What are you doing?' look.

He sighed and with a disappointed look turned around and walked along the corridor. The house was as nice inside as it was outside. The corridor was spacious and had various doors on either side. I would have looked inside but Chris was watching me carefully. How he did that while he was in front of me, I don't know.

 There little lights on the ceiling cast a warm glow around the whole room. We had to go slower than usual because of my ankle and it was already really painful since I started putting weight on it.

Chris made a sharp turn to the stairs and I followed him with my hand trailing on the smooth, mahogany banister.

We reached the bottom and he led me into a nice front room. Well it would have been nice if it wasn't filled with dogs. There were 2 women, 2 men and another girl. The girl looked closely like the woman next to her so maybe that was her mother and she had a man opposite her, father maybe. The girl looked around 15 and had brown hair with blue streaks going through them with green eyes. The man on the left side of her had brown hair and warm brown eyes and the woman had blonde hair and green eyes.

The other woman and man looked A LOT like Chris. The man looked like his older more experienced twin but his hair was shorter than Chris' and the woman had hair that was a startling shade of red but it suited her really well and blue eyes too, they must run in the family. He led me to a loveseat and sat me down next to him.

"So what do you need answers for?"

"Why did you have to do this in front of your 'pack'" I asked making little quotes with my fingers when I said pack.

"It's not the full pack, just the closest people to me in the pack"

"Why?"

"Because."

"That's it." I asked, he nodded.

"Fine, weirdo." He glared at me and so did the rest. Why so protective of him?

"OK then. To the questions!" I said nervously, because there is literally a room full of wolves who could eat my alive before I could blink. I value my life too much.

"Why did you kidnap me?" I asked.

"Well, how much do you know about were's?" Chris asked.

"Nothing much. I try not to learn too much about something that is no use to me and I don't like." Chris glared at me when I said that and I laughed on the inside.

"Ok, so wolves have this special someone out there in the world. Soul Mates or mates for short. Are you following me?" He asked. I nodded, and as I glanced around the room I saw excitement in the eyes of the other wolves in the room.

Then he took my hand in both his ones. His hands are huge and made mine look like a babies in comparison.

"Yeah. I'm not stupid." I said as I pulled my hand out from his. Hurt flashed across his face but he carried on with his 'explanation'.

"Well I've found mine." He said looking into my eyes.

"Really? Awesome...go get 'em tiger!" I said with sarcasm.

"So what does that have to do with me?"

"Hailey! Really?!" He sighed and threw his head back and ran his hand through his hair.

"You're my mate." I froze and looked at him. Everything seemed to go slow and it was like I wasn't in the room anymore.

Like I knew what was happening but I couldn't act on it. The people who were on the other side of the room came and started patting Chris on his back and giving his their congratulations. 

Someone tried to hug me and that was when I snapped out of it.  I stood up and everyone went silent and stared looked at me. I could feel pain go through my leg but I ignored it.

"I will never, ever, ever be your mate. And don't you forget that!" I hissed cruelly and turned around to limp up the stairs leaving Chris and the others behind me, frozen in shock.

What did I do to deserve this blow?

And I still need to ask about my mother!

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