I was awakened by my urgent need to pee. I tried to sit up but was restricted by a weight on top of me. I leaned up slightly. Castiels arms were wrapped around my waist, his head resting over my stomach. His hair was tousled and his lips slightly parted. He was beautiful, breath taking when he wasn't trying to turn me into a werewolf. I reached down and pinched his cheek. He flinched, and wrapped his arms tighter around me. I pinched him again and he growled. "Go back to sleep." He demanded. I scoffed and pinched him again. He opened his eyes, glaring at me. They were a deeper blue than they'd been the first time I'd seen them. They seemed to only get more beautiful each time I looked into them. "I have to pee." I squeaked. Castiel pressed his face into my stomach and breathed in heavily. He rolled of of me and I sat up quickly.
"Nu fi mult timp, iubire." His accent grew heavier when he spoke in that language. I scooted to the edge of the bed and looked back at him. "Huh?" He'd laid back down and a pillow had taken my place beneath him. "It's my native language." He mumbled, his eyes remaining closed. "Romanian." He added. I nodded, although he couldn't see me. "The bathroom is the door closest to you." He turned his face away from me. The windows bathed him in light and he looked almost godly. He was lacking a shirt and it made my heart beat quicken. I scurried into the bathroom and away from him.
As I was washing my hands I noticed something in the mirror. I swiveled around and my eyes latched onto the phone beside the door. I left the water running and picked it up. "Who puts a phone in the bathroom." I whispered as I punched Henry's number into the phone. He picked up the fourth ring. "Hello?" I mentally cheered. I was delighted to hear from him. "Jesus Henry you will not believe the size of this place. His bathroom is the size of my entire room!" I whispered urgently. "Tiger? Where are you!" He yelled. I shushed him and looked at the door to the bathroom. "I don't know. The guy's name is Castiel and he's a Lycan of all things." I grumbled. "You mean as in the Alpha, the first?" I shook my head and switched hands. I walked to the door and pressed my ear to it. "No. He's the first's son." I waved my hand dismissively. "Look it's a long story. I-" Before I could ask him to get off his sorry butt and find me, there was banging on the door. I screamed and dropped the phone.
"Aurora?" The door burst open and I slid away from it. Castiel stepped in, his eyes dark. He scanned the room before looking at me. He then looked at the phone on the floor. Castiel growled at me and picked up the phone. "She is fine." He said into the phone before smashing it on the hook. "I can't even trust you to use the restroom by yourself." He lifted me from the floor and carried back into the room. He threw me on the bed and began pacing in front of me. "What part of you are my mate, don't you comprehend." He yelled. I flinched at the harshness of his voice. He ran a hand through his hair and tugged on it. He stopped pacing and got on his knees in front of me. He grabbed both of my hands in his. "I could never, ever, hurt you." He urged me to understand and part of me did. The part of me that was a Hunter, highly doubted it.
"Take me back to my brother." I said. Castiel leaned his head against my knees and shook it against them. "I can't." He let go of my hands and got to his feet. He walked towards another door and threw it open. I jumped up and followed after him. The room was a huge walk in closet, just as grand as the bathroom. Spiraling stairs led downwards in the far left corner. In the middle of it was an island with various watches and ties littered across it. An entire wall was designated to shoes, the other two held shirts or jeans. The drawers on the island I suspected held his unmentionables.
"Well why can't you?" He shuffled through his selection of shirts. "Because I need you close to me. You don't feel it as strongly because you are human, but the mate bond makes it painful to be away from you." He didn't look at me when he answered. I crossed my arms across my chest and followed him around the island. "Well that sounds like a personal problem." I stated. Castiel sighed and stopped his shuffling. He turned to face me slowly. The torment I saw in his eyes caused my demeanour to crack. "I am sorry. If there was a way for me to be able to handle my responsibilities in your town, I would. But there are things that I need to take care of." I huffed and stomped my foot impatiently. "Well don't I get a say in this? I'm a Hunter. There are things that need hunting." Castiel stocked towards me and placed his hands on my hips. He rested his forehead against mine and lifted me onto the counter. I was still much shorter than him. He kissed the tip of my nose and maneuvered himself so that he was standing in between my legs.

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Demon Hunter
WerewolfAurora O'Harrin has been a Hunter of the supernatural since the age of five. Her family specializes in demons, a revenge fueled passion. At some point, you have to realize that revenge can get you killed. Her decision to dig roots in one town causes...