Chapter 2
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Erik is a true gentleman, but Tabatha can’t shake the feeling that he is too possessive. After the first day, it’s time to go to bed, and Tabatha looks around for her friends. As she is about to leave with them, she feels strong arms slide around her waist.
“Where are you going?” She feels his hot breath on her neck, and her skin breaks out in goosebumps.
“I’m going to bed.” With a scowl on her face, she feels like pushing him away, but his scent is so intoxicating she has trouble moving.
“Our room is this way.” He guides her down a different passage, and she growls at him.
“I’m not going to sleep with you!” She feels her heart skip a beat and adrenaline rushes through her entire body.
“We don’t have to sleep.” He grins, and she stabs him in his ribs with her elbow, sounding as if she knocks the wind out of him.
He quickly apologizes looking sorry, and she feels guilty for her harsh reaction, but even though her heart and her body agree… And her wolf is shouting “YES”… Her mind is still freezing everything out.
“Okay, we can sleep in your room if that makes you feel comfortable.” He turned around in the passage guiding her back to her room, and she stopped dead in her tracks.
“NO! Just because we are wolves, it doesn’t mean we have to act like animals! We are not sleeping in the same room! Not yet, at least.” She feels her chest pulling tight, and Dib is screaming so loudly that she has to block her out.
“I’m not going to leave you alone in a castle full of unmated males! You are mine!” His eyes start to glow, and she feels anger radiating off him.
That would be her luck to be destined to be a crazy possessive wolf! She has one of two choices. She can reject him or she can figure out a way to try and deal with her possessive mate until she figures out a way to deal with him?
“Fine!” She growls back, feeling her alpha blood boiling.
He opens the door of her bedroom and lets her walk-in before following her in and locking the door behind them.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“As I said, Tabatha. If you won’t accept me and let me mark you now, I’m not leaving anything to chance.”
She looks around her room wondering where he is going to sleep because there is no couch in her room, and she is not going to let him get on the bed with her. She then looks at him, noticing he is still dressed in his formal suit.
“You can’t sleep in your clothes, and I’m sure as hell not sleeping in this dress.”
“If you don’t mind, we should go to my room and get my things.”
“Why don’t you just go?" I'll take a shower and be done when you get back.”
“Do you have to be so damn difficult?!”
“Do you have to be so damn possessive?!!”
They stand toe to toe, and she glares into his eyes. He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes before unlocking the door.
“Lock this behind me. I won’t be long and don’t think of keeping me locked out when I come back.” He growls slightly, and she rolls her eyes.
“Again, with the orders. Just go. I’ll be fine.”
He slams the door on his way out, and she feels tears welling up in her eyes. She is not going to let him see her cry! Damn wolf!
Then she starts to think about her friends and wonders if any of them have found mates. Is it possible that they could also have possessive mates like this?
“URGH!”
She storms into the bathroom and opens the shower tap, getting undressed in the process. Without thinking, she climbs into the shower and shouts as the cold water hits her skin.
“Tabatha!” He storms into the bathroom, and she shrieks, grabbing the towel and wrapping it around her.
“GET OUT!”
“I heard you scream. Are you okay?”
“Yes. The water was just cold. Now, do you mind? Get out!”
He scans her once over and closes the bathroom door. She can’t help it when she bursts out laughing. This is ridiculous! Her entire life she was taught no boys in her room, and on the first day they arrive, not only does he demand to sleep in her room, he walks into the bathroom when she’s naked!
***
Erik paces their room feeling like an utter i***t. He can understand her reaction, but he can’t help his action. He just wants to keep her safe. After his experience with his mom when she returned from being kidnapped, he should know better!
He pulls his fingers through his hair when he hears the bathroom door open and turns around to see her pretty make-up-free face framed by her wet hair. She is wearing the cutest pyjamas he has ever seen in his life.
It hits him for the first time how innocent she is. She might be of age and an Alpha’s daughter, but it’s clear that regarding certain things she is still very innocent, and he groans from deep inside.
“I’m going to take a shower.”
***
Tabatha looks into his eyes as they turn darker in colour before he walks into the bathroom.
Was there something wrong with what she was wearing? She looks down at her nightdress with the butterflies on. It’s baby blue satin and comes down to just above her knees. It has thin spaghetti straps hanging over her shoulders, then she realizes that her body must have reacted to his gaze!
The satin suddenly feels uncomfortable where it used to feel at home. She hears the bathroom door unlock and decides to jump underneath the covers so he can’t see her little problem.
He walks in, and his hair is wet. He is wearing a pair of sweats and is bare-chested. She can see his tanned skin, which to her mind is weird for a redhead. He must take after his dad in his skin tone.
“Like what you see?”
She looks up feeling the crimson burn on her cheeks after openly ogling him.
“Uhm, sorry.” She quickly looks away and starts to brush her hair, struggling to reach the ends.
Her mom usually helps her, and she should have asked her to cut it before they came.
“Do you need help?”
She looks at him for a moment then decides that there is no other choice, handing him the brush. She is half expecting him to pull her hair and when he starts to brush softly.
“When my mom’s hair gets too long, I help her sometimes.” He mentions it, and she lifts an eyebrow.
They say you can judge a man by the way he treats his mother, but she can only go on his word. When he is done with her hair, she takes the brush from him and their fingers touch for a second. It felt as if an electric current was running through her body, hitting her womanhood.
He takes a pillow from the bed and makes himself comfortable on the floor in front of her door.
“Are you kidding me?” She throws her hands up in the air.
“No, why? Do you want me to sleep next to you? And I mean just sleep. Nothing more. I won’t make you do more than you are ready for.”
“No, I don’t know. Erik, this is all so new and weird. I don’t know if I can…”
“Good night, sweet girl.” He closes his eyes and smiles.
She frowns looking at him as if he had just lost his mind, but decides that if he wants to sleep on the damn floor, he can stay there! She was going to suggest that he can sleep on the bed, above the covers, but she is not going to do that now!
She switches off the light, mumbling “Goodnight” and turns her back on him. She punches her pillow that feels uncomfortable at the moment and sighs. She is suddenly not tired at all, and his breathing is so damn loud!
She focusses on her ears and hears his heartbeat rhythmically. How can he be so damn calm? He is her mate, and he was overly possessive just a little while ago, and now he is asleep!
She sighs, flopping over onto her back. If she was at home, she would at least be able to go downstairs and grab a drink of water, but with that big oaf sleeping in front of her door, she can’t even sneak out and explore the place a little!
It feels as if it takes forever for her to fall asleep, and then it feels as if she just closed her eyes and five minutes later, she heard him coming out of the bathroom.
Rubbing her eyes, she notices that it’s morning, but she feels as if she’s hardly slept.
Oh, hell! He is going to see her before her make-up is on her face and before she’s even brushed her hair or her teeth! She pulls the covers over her face and groans hearing him laugh.
“I have my back turned. You can go to the bathroom if you want.” She pops her head out from underneath to see if he is telling the truth, and he is.
Why would he do such a thing for her?
She watches his back muscles move as he puts on a shirt and feels a knot in her throat that she has some trouble swallowing before she quickly turns around and rushes to the bathroom.
***
Erik smiles when he hears the bathroom door click closed. He remembers that when his mom came back, his dad had to sleep on the couch. He decided to eavesdrop when he realized that his dad wasn’t using the bathroom. He wanted to know if they were getting back together when he heard a couple of discussions about bathroom use.
He grins at the memory. He never told them that he heard them and felt how uncomfortable they were with each other, especially in the beginning, and it seems that he is going to have to use that knowledge now to find a way to show his mate that he won’t hurt her and he will respect her choices, without letting go of her.
***
She walks out of the bathroom, and she’s wearing a pretty baby blue dress with spaghetti straps that her mom bought especially for this week. She has a pair of flat sandals to wear with it.
His scent hits her so hard it nearly takes her breath away. Then he turns around and his eyes lock with hers, and she feels captured in his spell.
“We are going to be late.” His voice sounding in her ears, she takes his hand when he holds it out to her.
This is ridiculous! She isn’t this girl! She doesn’t just follow blindly, but at this very moment she is under his spell, and she can’t break free. When they are alone, he does something to her.
All her senses feel as if they’ve gone haywire, and she is turning into a blob of in love girly mess!
He guides her into the dining room with his warm hand, pushing against her back. When they reach their seats, he holds her chair out for her and helps her when she sits down. She looks around the table in the hopes that her friends are close so she can perhaps ask some of them if they are experiencing the same questions, but most of them seem to have found mates or are huddling together just glaring at the ones that have.
This is all so incredibly stupid if she thinks about it. There is no need to be jealous of the ones who have found mates! There is plenty to go around, and she’s sure that they will also find mates. They can have hers if they want!
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