All I Ever Needed

Chapter 16

After arriving back in the pack house Luke quickly took me to Chase's room. He said Chase would most likely want to find me here and that usually the scent of a mate can heal wounds faster; he said he knew from experience.

He left me a few minutes later after grabbing a shirt from Chase's closet and asking me to put it on, after so was done he made sure I was alright and if I needed anything.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you." I whispered as I sat back against the headboard of Chase's bed.

"My pleasure, Luna; I'm going to check on Ms. Vagabondo. She banged up her head pretty bad." Luke turned on his heels and slowly shut the door, being careful of my sensitive ears.

I lifted up Chase's shirt to look at my bruised ribs, Chase was right, the color was odd. It was a blood red and my veins were bulging, none of it looked healthy. But, thankfully Chase's sent did calm me down a bit and my veins began to return to its natural size.

Chase's room was huge; about 2 times the size of the one I was staying in. He also had a window in his room but it didn't cover the whole wall like the other room did. It was paired with beige curtains'; blending in well with the dark wood the house was made of. A bookshelf was to the right of a desk containing multiple books; the wooden desk was stacked with books and papers.

My curiosity got the best of me and I left the warmth of his bed, limping my way to desk. After getting a closer look I noticed multiple school books and uncompleted homework, it would of looked like it belonged to a teen boy if the papers weren't so neatly stacked in organized piles. I never enjoyed school, I had the tendency to lose focus easily; daydreaming was my thing and it often got me in deep trouble. High school now sounded like something I left years ago, but in reality it was only something I stopped showing up to about 2 weeks ago and I had no desire to return. After everything that I've learned and seen it would be impossible to concentrate, especially when the thought of returning home to Chase was fresh in my mind.

Home. A few weeks ago if someone said home I'd instantly think of my suburban home with my dad reading a newspaper on the couch and my mom in the kitchen trying out a new recipe. The smell of earth coming from our greenhouse attached to our house that my mom would say brought a nice smell to the house so she'd keep the door wide open. And then at dinner seeing my dad at the head of the table cracking jokes and my mom scolding him if they got too dirty, I'd always hide my smile so my mom wouldn't yell at me for cracking up. And then at night when I laid in my twin bed in my pajama pants and old tee, gripping onto my stuffed wolf and lulling myself to sleep at the sound of the night coming through my open window.

A tear slid from my face onto a paper resting on Chase's desk. You never realize how much you miss someone until you sit down and actually rerun memories in your head containing them...with their smiling faces and full of life attitudes.

I wiped at my eyes and opened the door that was to the left of the bookshelf, I was met with a huge bathroom. Striping from Chase's shirt I slipped into the burning hot water and cried all my tears out.

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I awoke at the sound of something hitting the wall and a groan. After taking my long hot shower I instantly went to bed, looking at the clock now it read 1:25 am. A light blinded my vision and I noticed that the door to Chase's bedroom was wide open, and someone was slumped on the ground in front of it. Standing to my feet I quickly ran to Chase's side, he groaned as I pulled on his shoulders, "Chase, what happened?"

Chase coughed and moved to get on his knees where he slouched back and smiled up at me, his lips was busted and he had a black eye, "I got my ass kicked, but I kicked his right back."

I covered my mouth with my shaking hand and another tear escaped my eye at the sight of him. I grabbed a hold of his shoulders again and helped him over to the bed; he slumped down on his bed and stared up at me. I turned on the overhead light and headed to the bathroom to get cleaning supplies. Returning to his side I bent in front of him and used a wet cloth to clean the blood of his face, his eyes following me as I did so. I reached his bottom lip and slowly began wiping the dried blood from them, I gasped when his tongue darted out a licked my finger.

"Chase," I groaned, "Stop."

Chase smirked and lifted an eyebrow, licking my finger again. He chuckled at the look I gave him.

"You act like you're drunk." I stated looking up at him.

Chase shrugged, "Drunk in love." He laughed at his own joke, "He had a pretty hard hit."

I frowned, "He? Who's he?"

"The guy Lola's talking about, you know the one with the shadow." He shrugged his shoulders and played with a piece of my hair.

I gasped, "Chase you could have got killed! What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking about you." He said, narrowing his eyes at me, "Don't think I don't notice you flinch when you hear about him. I can see the pain in your eyes...I'm the one who scared off his shadow that one day he was chasing you in the woods, and I'm the one you saved you from that cellar in the wood. You're my responsibility now so stop giving me that look."

I looked away from him as another tear escaped my eyes, "I don't want you to be gone next. If I lose you there's no point anymore."

Chase caught a hold of my hands and placed them on his face. I could feel a light stubble on his chin as he spoke, "I'm here though, I didn't leave. And I'm not going to; you're stuck with me now."

I smiled at his attempt to lighten the mood and kissed him lightly on the lips. His kiss was hungrier than I intended, he pulled me on top of him as he assaulted my lips.

The feel of his lips on mine brought back the sense of security...and love. I gasped aloud as he grabbed a hold of my butt; he found this as his opportunity to invade my mouth with his tongue. The feeling of his cut lip against my own bothered me into thinking this was painful for him; I pulled back from the kiss expecting to grab his attention, but he didn't seem to notice my uneasiness. He trailed his warm mouth down my jaw and onto my throat where he bit and licked. I moaned as he made his down my neck and onto my collarbone where he had marked me. Chase groaned and that one sound nearly drove me crazy, I needed to hear it again.

I reached for his bloody and ripped shirt, trying to pull it over his head. Chase switched our positions to where he was on top and straddled me as he ripped of his shirt, eager to get back to me. I ran my fingers over his muscled stomach as he reattached our lips, causing another groan from him. I bit down on his lip at the sound and gasped, arching my back. Chase pulled back and licked his now bleeding lip.

"Oh, Chase. I'm so sorry! I forgot." I sheepishly admitted.

Chase's eyes were a pitch black as he wiped his lips; he stared dangerously down at me causing me to squirm. He looked my body up and down, his eyes landing at the bottom of his shirt on me. I blushed as I realized it had ridden up, exposing my black undies to him. He licked his lips and attached his lips back to mine, his tongue quickly finding its way back into my mouth.

His fingers trailed up and down my body causing firing tingles through me, I grabbed ahold of his shoulders as he ran his large hand over my breast. He smirked as I gasped and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, pulling it over my head in one swift movement. He stared hungrily down at me and watched his own fingers run over my bare chest. I blushed as I realized I wasn't wearing a bra, the look in his eyes told me he was also surprised but enjoyed what was going on. I moaned as I felt his member press into my thigh, "Chase."

Chase growled as he reattached his lips to my neck and hungrily made his way over his mark and down to my breast where he left fiery kisses. His left hand found its way down to my underwear causing me to gasp; Chase looked up at me, "Is this okay?"

Was this okay? Hell yeah it was okay, I've wanted this from the first time I laid eyes on him at school.

I nodded my head as he began removing clothing, what was left of mine and his.

Afterwards, my head was lying on his sweaty chest as he ran his left hand up and down my bare back. My hand was placed on his chest and our feet were interlocked, I sighed and kissed his chest, "You're all I ever needed." I whispered.

Chase kissed my forehead, "As are you, mi amore."