Shredded Fate for Two Diamonds

Chapter Twenty four

    I wake up my eyes drooping from the lack of energy. Getting up I scratch my belly and run my fingers through my tangled locks of hair. My mind feels fuzzy, thighs and legs sore. Walking to the kitchen I make myself eggs, all the while fighting the erge to eat them raw.

    Putting the eggs on the plate I enjoy my breakfast. Seconds later Jason walks into the kitchen with ruffled blonde hair. Half way through my breakfast I take it with me to make him some eggs. The smell enough making my mouth water. Handing him his know done eggs I put my dirty dish in the sink.

    While he eats I change into grey skinny jeans, black spaghetti strap, and black boots. Mascara and chap stick is the only make up I wear as I walk back into the kitchen. Jason's done with his breakfast so I pick up his plate and put it in the sink. At that moment the door bell rings. My heart starts to pound like a drum, adrenaline pumps through my veins, and an excited feeling comes over me.

    I walk to the door and open it to find Rider looking at the cement floor with his hands in his oh so hot leather jacket. Heart pumping 100 miles per second I invite him in. That's when Jason comes in, still sporting his messy hair.

    "Seriously. You could of given us a couple more hours man." Jason says, Rider coming closer to me.

    He smells my neck and wrists his eyes turning a satisfied silver. "He hasn't touched you." Rider says sounding pleased.

    I shiver rubbing my hands up and down my arms to keep warm. Jason's eyes fill with embarrassment as his alpha fills his head with probable memories of what he could have done to me. I scoff in annoyance, forgetting the nervousness in my stomach.

    Hugging Jason I send him out the door. But as soon as Jason is out of the door Rider is hugging me. And I'm hugging him back, for some reason I can't get enough of his smell or scent. I'm not worried if I smell bad or if this feels wierd. I feel somehow right in his arms, his hands wrapped around my waist and my head tucked into his neck.

    My breathing falters as he nuzzles my neck, goose bumps and shivers run up spine. That's when mom walks in carrying her coffee. Rider let's me go sensing my mother's presence.

    "Mom." I say dragging Rider to my room.

    I turn on the radio and howl by Florence + machine comes on. Letting myself get caught up in the lyrics I sing. Something I don't do in front of everyone.

      If you could only see the beast you've made of me,
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free.
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart.
Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart.
    My fingers claw skin, try to tear my way in,
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to......
                  Howl, howl, howl, howl
    Now there's no holding back, I'm aching to attack.
My blood is singing with your voice I want to pour it out.
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound.
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground.
    Like a child possessed the beast howls in my veins......
I want to find you tear out all of your tenderness.......
            And oh, howl, howl, howl
    Be careful of the curse, that falls on young lovers...
It starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters.......
     The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress.
Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest.
The saints can't help me know the ropes have been unbound.
    I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed.......
                   Ground, and howl
    Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers.......
It starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters.....
    A man who's purr of heart and says his prayers by night......
May still become a wolf when autumn moon is bright.
    If you could only see the beast you've made of me.
    I held it in but know it seems you set it running free.
    The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound.
    I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground.....

    I sing all of the song with everything out that makes me feel. It's an ironic song being that I am a wolf. Turning to Rider I catch the look of suprise on his face.

    "Sorry you had to hear my horrible singing." I say turning beat red.