The Hunted { old version }

Hot and Steamy

Warning this chapter does contain some nudity. 

but who doesn't want a little bit of that ;P 

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Mikhail was scooping me up off the ground and into his arms seeming to ignore everyone and everything around us. He was wearing such an intense expression that I’d never seen before, “Mikhail?” I say up at him curious about what he was doing. He looked toward Dante ignoring me, “Clean up this mess and get rid of the body.” He commands. Dante nods his head and motions for Brandt to start helping him take the body down off the wall. Sasha is looking around at everyone with irritation, “Is no one the least bit concerned over the fact that Eris sent one of her spies here?” She grounds out. Mikhail looks towards her with dark eyes, “Of course we think it’s suspicious but right now I don’t give a damn about it. She saved Elena’s life. So that’s enough for me right now.” Sasha eyes soften as she looked to me and then they hardened again. 

“You’re all a bunch of idiots if you think you can trust her. She’ll stab you in the back the first chance she gets.” She growls before she like her sister before her disappears in a blur. Gideon lets out an angry growl, “Damn it woman!” He looks to Mikhail, “I’ll go and fetch her.” He takes off out of the house following after Sasha.Mikhail turns and walks us toward the bedroom cradling me to his chest. When we pass through the threshold he kicks the door shut behind us. 

He walks us toward the bathroom and I start to feel nervous, “Uh-Mikhail-What are you doing?” I ask him. He carries me into the bathroom kicking that door closed behind us and then he sits me down gently on the counter. I watch him as he walks over and turn on the water in the shower. I feel my cheeks flush with heat as I begin to put two and two together. He turns back to me his eyes dark as he approaches me, he has yet to say a single word to me. 

When he stops in front of me his hands reach out and grab onto the hem of the shirt and start to lift it. I quickly push my hands down to keep him from lifting it, “Just what do you think you are doing?” I ask with a shaky voice as I stare at him. He looks into my eyes and then moves his hands away to either side of me. Placing them on the counter, caging me in, “I’m sorry—“He says his voice soft and tense as he look away from me staring down. I can feel his pain rushing through me and it makes me feel like I need to comfort him. I watch as his body starts to tremble, “Mikhail? Are you okay?” I ask reaching out towards him. He growls low when I my hands get close to him and I hesitate for a moment but then I reach out the rest of the way and touch on his trembling chest. 

He looks up at me and his eyes are glowing blood red. I gasp a little and stare at them in surprise unable to move, “How can you even stand to touch me right now?” His canines are out and make his voice sound accented as he speaks. My brow furrows, “What are you talking about?” I question him in confusion. He growls again and it send shivers down my spine and a heat into my core. “You could have died Elena! I should have been the one to protect you. I’m your mate dammit!” His body begins to tremble more under my hand. I feel my chest constrict at the fact that he was so upset. He kept talking to me, “I could feel you slipping away from me. I have never more scared in life. I couldn’t let another person I lo—I just couldn’t bare another person dying on me.” He says with an angry growl, slapping his hand onto the counter beside me pretty hard. 

“But I didn’t die. I’m alive Mikhail. I’m sitting right here in front of you.” I say softly trying to reassure him that everything was fine now. He growls low in his chest, “That’s not the point Elena. What kind of male can't even protect his own mate?” It doesn’t seem like he’s listening to me or going to calm down. So I do the next best thing I can think of, I fist his shirt under my hands and pull him to me and press my lips into his, hoping it will shut him up. He freezes under my touch and I smirk a little as I pull away from him. His eyes are no longer red they are back to there beautiful blue. He looks like he’s been completely caught off guard. He lifts one of his hands and touches his lips like he’s not sure that actually just happened, “Why did you do that?”