There were screams coming from the hallway behind the bedroom door. I swung my legs to the side of the bed and stood up. I felt my toes touch the cold wooden floor and started to take small light steps towards the door. I pushed the doorknob to the side and opened it. I stepped outside the room and saw the maids in the corner scared. I walked down the hall and saw what had scarred them. I saw the shadow of a wolf and a man. I heard a painful screech. The head from the man was ripped off, being thrown towards my way. I looked down to see the beta's head looking up at me. I covered my mouth in horror. I took steps back and looks up. I saw a white wolf approaching me. It's eyes were a violet bluish color. Our eyes locked and I knew it hold had to be one person.
Mate.
I ran back into the bedroom and ran into a small corner. I brought me knees up to my face and hugged my knees. I started to rock myself slowly. "It's going to be okay. He won't hurt you. He is our mate" I kept telling myself repeatedly. I was on the verge of a nervous break down.
The bedroom door opened then closed. My breathing became heavier and puts my hands over my mouth to not make a noise. Like that was going to help...he was my mate and I had a scent... He looked in the corner behind the dresser and kneeled down to look at me. I looked down at my knees and saw his hands in his lap. He was covered in blood. Oh fuck.
"I would never hurt you Carter" he spoke softly. He knows my name!? My wolf was doing a happy little dance while I was trying to calm down still.
"You killed him...you really killed him." I said mainly to myself then actually to him. He chuckled and stroked my cheek with his big thumb.
"He hurt what I loved the most." He chuckled and looked at me In awe. He looked down and growled. I looked down to see what he was looking at and started to freak out. The shirt I was in was covering my lower area. My black underwear was being shown. I started fidgeting and trying to cover myself up. He grabbed my wrists and looked up at me. "Don't hide your body from me. I'm your mate." He stated in his husky voice. I shivered in delight then thought a out one thing.Vivian.
I stood up and hugged him tightly. I needed to get use to actually showing people affection. "Do you have a pair of pants I can use" I asked my voice in a slight whisper. He nodded and walked to the closet. I watched as he pulled out some sweat pants and slowly picked me up. He slid them on me and smiled. His smile was berth takingly gorgeous. I giggled and looked up at him. "I have to make sure my friend is ok..." I bit my lip waiting for a reply or an answer. He held my hand and opened the door. "Who's your friend?" He asked curiously. "Vivian, she works in the kitchen" I spoke shyly. We started to walk and memories of what just occurred were now swirling around my head. He just ripped the head off the beta and I just automatically trust him. This mate thing was so weird and was going to take time getting use too. We eventually reached the kitchen and was pulled out of my thoughts. Vivian was in a corner crying her eyes out. She was sitting in her own blood. He small petite head looked up at me and she smiled. I ran towards her and embraced her in a hug. "Vivian what wrong?" I asked curiously. She just kept her face in my chest and started taking deep breaths. "I though I lost you" I could head the sadness in her voice and I started to giggle. "Nope you haven't gotten rid of me yet" I chuckled and looked up at my mate. I didn't know his name but I trusted him with my life. Weird.
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Thanks for reading. I will make my story better dont worry. I'll update later on today. Picture of Carter's mate there~ repicking Carter's picture cause that picture isn't that pretty...
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Taking her Innocence
WerewolfTaking her innocence is about this seventeen year old girl, Carter who stumbles apon..well quite a few adventures. Carter is not your normal average teenager. Carter is a werewolf a.k.a shifter from the pack called The Bloody Claws. An ancient pack...