Destined to Be

Chapter Eight: Calm after the Storm

Chapter Eight: Calm after the storm

‘’But it was not your fault but mine, and it was your heart on the line; I really fucked it up this time, didn’t I my dear?’’ – Mumford and Sons

Fuck.

It echoed in my head, as I stared at Dylan in shock.  I know I have this amazing ability to be incredibly stupid, but this?

‘’What?’’

Apparently, I’m not the only one confused about my own action. 

His eyes bore no resemblance of what they were a second ago, instead those familiar sparkling emeralds shone down at me; making me feel all the more guilty.  A breath I didn’t realise I was even holding passed my mouth, and I felt myself being lowered.

Taking a step back from me, Dylan looked at me in pain for a second before turning around and running his hands through his tousled hair.  My body was screaming at me to just go to him, but I couldn’t.  It was like my mind was just stuck; only seeing the flash of pain in those eyes.

A small roar left Dylan, and within a second I was once again wound tight against him in his arms.  He had lifted me, so we were the same height and his head was buried in my hair.  Tentatively, I lifted my hand from resting on his back and wove my fingers through his hair.  I let my fingertips softly press into his scalp, starting from the top of his head, and going down to the back of his neck.  The little shocks I always got when we contacted pulsed through my veins, increasing as soon as my fingertips touched his bare skin.

Gathering the rest of my courage, I tilted my head back to look at the beautiful man in front of me. Those eyes I’m so undeniably infatuated with were hooded with pain, his soft hair were unruly and stood up in all directions.  Placing a hand on his warm cheek, I could feel the little whiskers tickling my palm, leaning forward I gently pressed my lips to his cheek.

I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t linger there for a couple of seconds, ‘because I did.  Yet, when I finally pulled back I didn’t blush, I could feel Dylan’s prominent gaze on me but I felt kind of excited, proud of myself that I managed to do one thing right so far.

Brown met green; to be honest I didn’t want to tell Dylan this sort of stuff, at least not this early on.  But I guess a part of me thought otherwise.

‘’I wish I wasn’t this stupidly fragile, or constantly paranoid about my vulnerability in these sort of circumstances, but I just felt so confused!  What’s worse is I feel like everyone knows something that I don’t and that I should know it; but yet I don’t! It’s so frustrating!’’ Letting out a sigh, I bit my lip before continuing on my ramble, knowing that I needed to get it out before it was too late. ‘’I wish my experience with other guys wasn’t so shitty.’’

As soon as the sentence even left my mouth, Dylan let out a low growl, his eyes smouldering, warring with his wolf.  I’m not sure how it is even possible, but he managed to pull us closer together; my chest pressing against his uncomfortably.  Squirming within his arms I asked him to ease up on the pressure and he quickly obliged.

Letting his big hands rub down my back, he walked back a couple of steps to my bed. Laying my head down on my pillow, his masculine frame shadowed mine for a couple of seconds before he lay down beside me.  Leaning on his side, I let my head rest against his upper bicep and I could feel his muscles clench and unclench in time with his hand in my hair.

For a while we just laid there, our eyes maintained connection at all times and I felt myself once again content; just like how it was in his room the other day.  Thinking about that brought a small smile to my face, ‘’I know you don’t like it when I apologise, but I guess it’s just the way I am.  I’m sorry Dylan.  It won’t excuse my stupid accusation but yeah.’’

‘’You speak like a lawyer sometimes.’’

I let out a soft laugh, ‘’yeah, no.  I think I would be terrible as a lawyer; I’d get too involved in things.’’

Once again smiling, Dylan shook his head and leant down to press a kiss to my forehead. ‘’You’re too emotional.’’

I shrugged, it’s true and I was also glad he didn’t ask about the stupid experiences. ‘’I try not to think of it as a bad thing, ‘sides it’s about time we cared more.’’

Grinning, he let out a soft chuckle, ‘’Yeah, I guess you’re right little one.’’

Raising an eyebrow at him, I poke his chest, ‘’what no ‘Rea’?’’ I ask blushing slightly. 

Even though I quite liked the fact that he called me little one, I promised myself I would never tell him that, and it just reminded me of his new nickname; and even in the situation we were in a while ago I couldn’t deny how my heart leaped forward as the shortened version of my name passed his mouth.

Surprisingly, it wasn’t just me who was blushing, Dylan’s cheeks appeared splotchy as he avoided my gaze; and it was in that moment I knew that this man was truly perfect for me, even if the concept of mates didn’t exist.

His mouth opened to say something, but before he could even utter a word my watch started beeping. 

I don’t know how my nephew managed this, but the kid’s a genius.  After stopping the alarm, I was shocked to see the time. 

7.09

Oh shit!

I guess by my face, Dylan knew that our time had run out.  Sitting up, Dylan pulled me with him.  ‘’So, I guess our time’s up?’’

Well, at least I wasn’t the only one bummed out, he seemed a little annoyed about it too.  For a moment we just sat there staring, neither one of us wanted to move, both of us sharing the same feelings.  His eyebrows were scrunched together, creating lines within his forehead that I so wanted to get rid of; an action I didn’t even realise I was doing until my thumbs touched his forehead.  Pressing my palms against his cheeks, Dylan put his hands over mine, obscuring mine with his large ones. 

Holding both hands he pulled us to the door and once we reached it he left my hands to take a hold of my waist, once again wounding ourselves into one mould.

I felt his chest heave as he took a deep breath, my head moving along with the movement.  Pulling back at the same time as each other, Dylan leaned down and skimmed my cheek with his nose before coming up near my ear.  His voice was gruff and powerful, sending soft tingles down my spine.

‘’Don’t think that this is over Rea, we’ll talk about this later.’’

With that, he quickly pressed his lips to my eyebrow and left.

His sudden reaction meant I was at a loss of both action and words, and I felt myself softly touching the corner of my eyebrow where his lips had touched a moment ago. A small smile brewed on my face, and I bit my lip.

I guess we will, Mr Wolfe.

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It’s quite short, but I do promise you the following chapters will be much longer and much more interesting.  The story is just about to unravel. This one’s a bit cheesy, but it is necessary, and to be honest I kind of prefer reading and writing these sorts of chapters where the characters are just happy.

Thank you for sticking with me, and giving my story a chance, it really means a lot to me!

The next update will be 13/12/2013

-       Forever grateful,  Sasha :3 xx