Silver

Chapter 32

"Take me into your loving arms, kiss me under the light of a thousand stars. Place your head on my beating heart. Thinking out loud. Baby we found love right where we are."
-Ed Sheeran

"Goodbye" I whisper to the dark stairs winding up above me.
"Are you sure about this Silver?" Noah asks looking over at me. "They will be crushed when they find we are gone. Well you are gone." He shuffles his feet. I take a last lingering up at the cave were the last of my family is sleeping.
"Yes, I have to."
I turn away from the cave wall and fall into place beside Matt as we slip through the town and towards the big double doors I've seen the hunters leave through.
We slip through the small village unnoticed and we reach the door in minutes.
I motion for Noah to go through first which he reluctantly does. I don't look back as I slip through the narrow opening and into the frigid night.
After my anger earlier I realized that I needed to stop Noah's old pack or they would keep hunting me down. So I had decided to leave during the night with Noah. For even though he could get hurt I can't leave him.
Our plan is to head to the pack we encountered on the way here and ask for their help with fighting the Cold Peak pack. And since we know where Tala is, once the battle is over we will return here to ask about how to find Jonathan, our little hybrid problem.
The trek down the mountain is relatively easier than the one up it, and we reach the bottom within the second day of leaving.
"We should reach the Blue River Pack by tomorrow evening." Noah's deep voice breaks the silence the woods surround us in. I give him a nod before glancing around us at our surroundings. We are in a dense forest that is easier to traverse in human form, than it would be as our large wolves. But as luck would have it we stumble into a small clearing just as the sun starts to sink below the horizon.
"I guess we will be camping here for the night." I bend back wards to pop my back. My fingertips brush the ground behind me before the pop finally sounds. I groan as I straighten back up to see Noah watching me with an amused expression on his face. I send him a playful glare before dropping my pack to the ground and plopping down next to it.
He finally sits across from me and stares at me intently.
"What?" I ask, after several long moments of his staring. He doesn't break eye contact but his eyes brighten as a smile lights up his face.
"I just can't believe I got so lucky. I had almost given up hope and then you come along, and I'm still utterly in shock." I startle at his deep words and I blink in shock at his meaning. "My father never let us travel to other packs, so when I knew mine was not in my pack or another close pack, I was almost out of hope." When he mentions his father he clenches his jaw and his eyes grow stormy.
"What happened with your father?" I feel the sudden need to know what the thin is that happened that makes Noah not even slightly upset that I intend to kill his father.
"He killed my mother." His words are cold as ice and I gasp aloud, wolves would never even dream of intentionally hurting their mates, physically or emotionally, much less killing them. For Noah's father to kill his mate, he would have to have not had the full mental link to her, and with no link that is also his emotional side. No sadness, no pity, no love. A werewolves basic instinct is attack, and since he has no other emotions to interfere with that instinct, that must be what make him the monster he is now.
I didn't even register me moving next to Noah, until he is wrapped tightly in my embrace. My wolf must have caused the action when I got lost in my thought. As if in agreement I hear her humming at the contact.
Noah pulls me onto his lap sideways and wraps his hard arms around me tightly.
Our faces are pressed tightly into the others necks, and our hands slowly rub up and down the others back.
One of Noah's hands slowly skims up my back to fist in my wavy hair. He pulls away from me to rest his forehead against mine. I mirror his position by tucking my fingers into his thick midnight hair. I look into his icy blue eyes to see adoration radiating out at me.
"I love you Noah." His eye shine brighter, and he breaks into a grin, one I can't help but mirror.
"I love you too Silver, more than you will ever know." He gently kisses my forehead and I internally pout. My lips are down here.
"You could always try to help me understand." I look up at him almost shyly. Just as shocked by my words as he is. His eyes grow darker by the second until they are merely a light shade of navy.
Before I know it I'm flipped around and my back meets the ground with a slight thud. But before I have time to even think of muttering an ouch, Noah who is hovering over me melds his lips against mine, and all thoughts leave me. Fire crawls under my skin from my lips to my toes. I shiver as he pushes my top up slightly to grab my hips with his warm hands. I fist my hands in the soft curls at the nape of his neck as he tilts his head to the side and deepens the kiss. I gently bite his lower lip and he groans in reply. His hands run up my side to rest on my rib age. I release one hand from his hair to run down his chest and grab the hem of his shirt. I pull start to pull it up and over his head but he merely grabs it with one hand and rips it from his body. The sharp tearing of fabric echoes sound the silent clearing, but it does little to deter us as Noah pulls my shirt over my head an tosses it to join his now ruined one. He grips the side of my bra and resumes kissing me hard, as I run my hand down his now exposed chest, my hand dipping up and down as I trail over his abs.
His mouth slowly leaves mine and his tongue trails along with his lips down the side of my neck before coming to stop on my tingling mark. As he slowly kisses the mark, I tense and grip the first thing I can, which happens to be the waistband of his jeans. I grip the fabric and slowly reach do the button and zipper as Noah's tongue runs over the mark. I tilt my head back and take a deep breath before I undo his pants and gently tug them down. With his help he is left in only his briefs. He kisses his way down the rest of my neck and across my shoulder, somehow sliding my bra strap off in the process. I shiver as his warm mouth buns across my collarbone and shoulder.
His mouth finds mine again as his hands grip my jeans and slowly slides them down my legs.
After we have disposed of the majority of our clothes, it finally hits me what's about to happen. And for once in my life I'm perfectly happy with the decision. Noah is the one made for me and I for him, and I think this is the best way to show it.
"Are you going to try to make me understand?" I whisper against his lips. His eyes snap open and widen at the question behind my words. He gives me a questioning look, but after my nod he smiles before kissing me gently.
"I'm going to try my best." I smile before his lips meet mine again.