Chapter 4
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Skye's POV
I woke up in what must be the most amazing bed I have ever slept in. It was just so
comfortable and the bed smelled incredible. Okay, so the fact that I just made a comment
about how the bed smelled is not exactly the first or second thing a girl should think about
when waking up in a bed that is not her own, but I just could not help myself.
I felt an arm around my waist and decided to move closer to the man the arm belonged to. I
snuggled against him, his body heat warming me up. Being near him felt right and I knew
there was no way I could ever leave his side.
The hard body next to mine was surprisingly comforting. I was not thinking about anything,
except for how right it felt to be held by this man. In his arms is where I belong and it is
where I always want to be.
I still did not open my eyes. If this was a dream, I did not want to wake up just yet. I felt lips
press against my bare neck trailing tiny kisses from my neck to my ear. My neck has always
been a weak spot of mine. I moaned in delight and turned around to face who it was that
made me feel this way.
I searched my memory trying to remember who it was I spent the night with, but the last
memory I had was of me passing out in my apartment on the living room floor.
The memory forced me to open my eyes and look straight into the eyes of Elijah Kent. Elijah,
my mate and Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. I stared into his mesmerizing gray and green
eyes. His black hair was sticking out in all directions, but he managed to still look sexy.
I pulled his head down to mine, our lips touched and we kissed. He flipped me over so that I was no longer on my side, but on my back. He was supporting his own weight, with one arm on the bed, while his other hand trailed down the t-shirt I was wearing till he reached the hem. He put his hand under my t-shirt. His strong hand roaming around on my stomach and moving up to my chest, the heat of him so close to me was making me want him more. His kisses intoxicated me. I wanted him... no I needed him.
Realization dawned on me. This is my mate, what we were doing is normal. I know it is, but it
must end now. He can get killed if I stay with him.
I jumped out of the bed and looked at what I was wearing.
"Who dressed me?" Although I already knew it was him, I just had to make sure. I looked around the room before my eyes were brought back to the bed with the black Egyptian cotton bedding and silk pillows. It made me moan just thinking of the feel of the bedding against my skin. Elijah laughed at me, before he too got out of bed. He was only wearing a pair of red boxers. Damn, my mate is too damn fine. His six pack, clearly defined. Tanned and firm. He is my Adonis and I am sure that fate has gotten it wrong when they chose me to be his mate.
I realized then that I was not thinking as I normally do. My mate was undoing me. The girl I had always been was falling away. My wolf is happy because she is close to her mate. I could not help but wanted to cry. I knew I had already fallen in love with Elijah. If I leave him, I will be broken and an easy target. If I stay, I can destroy him, his life will constantly be in danger and so would his pack.
I was so busy thinking about all the different possibilities of what will happen if I do stay or
go that I did not realize he was right in front of me. He wrapped his arms around me and
kissed my head.
"You are not going to leave me.” He said.
I looked up so I can see his face. "You don't understand... I love you." The words came out
before I knew I was going to say them.
"I know, I love you too. You are my mate and we will be together." His voice was so strong
and his words final. He would never let me go.
Funny thing about finding your destined mate, it’s literally love at first sight.
I knew then that even if I tried to leave him, he would find me.
I rested my head against his chest and inhaled his scent. My legs felt weak and I was about
to fall, Elijah picked me up and took me back to the bed, where I just laid on his chest.
I woke up to find that Elijah was not in bed anymore. I found a note on his pillow saying that
he had to take care of a few things.
I got up and saw a green summer dress hanging over a chair and a pair of sandals on the
table. Both brand new and in my size. I smiled and decided to take a shower before I went
looking for Elijah.
I took a long hot shower and got dressed. My hair was still damp, but that did not matter. At
least it was clean now.
I made my way to the kitchen and saw two women there. The one who looked like she was
in her late forties smiled at me.
"You must be Skye." I had not answered, before I could find the words I wanted to say I found myself engulfed in a bear hug from the woman. "You, my dear are extremely Beautiful.” I smiled at her, "You must be Elijah's mother." Just by looking at her I could immediately see the similarities between mother and son.
When I said his name her whole face lit up. The love she had for him was easy to see. I felt a pang of jealousy and sadness. Elijah was brought up in the pack, he has a family. It is something that I never had and it made me disappointed in myself. I was showing weakness, it was something I swore I would never do.
"That I am, my name is Mary. You can call me Aunt or mom. Whatever you want to call me, you call me that.” She had a huge smile on her face and her voice was joyous and she seemed energetic. “You must be hungry, let me make you something to eat. Sit down and listen while I talk."
I wanted to get up and hug the woman again. She did not ask me to open up to her as I was afraid she would do. There is no doubt in my mind that we will get on just fine. She handed me a plate with pancakes drizzled with maple syrup and ice-cream on the side. Elijah walked in just as she handed me a glass of mango juice.
"Hey! No fair." Elijah whined. “Why does she get served and I have to make my own coffee in the morning."
"I did not have to carry her for eight months, give birth to her and still have to change her diapers. You on the other hand- ”Mary said, and would have gone on if Elijah did not interrupt her.
"I get it." He said and went over to his mother and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
It was then that I remembered there was another woman in the kitchen, but she slipped out already. I remember her as the last woman my mate slept with and that made me growl.
How dare she put her filthy paws on my mate?
When I looked up Elijah and Mary were looking at me.
"Everything alright, Honey?" Elijah asked, he looked a little scared but it disappeared before I could make sure I saw right.
I smiled at him. "Yes, I am just feeling odd at the moment."
Elijah told me there is going to be a party to introduce me to the pack, when I asked how many people were in his pack he refused to answer me.
Now here is when one of my gifts come in handy I can extract information from a person without touching them, but the person will know I am in their mind looking at their memories. The way I like to go about it is through touch, it leaves little to no evidence of me being in their mind and looking at their memories.
I decided to kiss Elijah to find out everything I needed to know. By the time I found out everything I was out of breath and my lips felt numb. There were still a few memories that I could not access for some reason, but I decided to ignore it.
"That must be the longest kiss I ever had." Elijah said, smiling like a teenager who just got lucky. "What was that for? Just note, I am not complaining."
"I wanted to kiss my mate. There is nothing wrong with that." I said, giving him my most irresistible smile.
"We have been kissing for over an hour and a half. You would not let me go further than that.” He said, trying to sound disappointed.
I shook my head and walked away from him. "I am going to go for a run." I shouted, knowing
he can hear me. "Don't follow me!" I let my words come out as a command. It might not
sound like one to everyone else who could hear it, but the power behind it was directed at
my mate.
I ran through my mate’s territory in wolf form. The feel of the wind in my fur and the earth
beneath my paws, was amazing. My wolf and I were rejoicing, that was till I was attacked.
A dirty brown wolf rammed into me. I tried to get up but my side was hurting. He growled at me. I knew if I shifted then he would see me in my birthday suit and that would only anger Elijah more than what he would be when he finds out.
I just about managed to get up, with my side still hurting. I cannot use suggestion on the wolf for I could not communicate with him. My wolf side is stronger than most other wolves, but it is also my weaker side. My human side has the powers that I always seem to need.
I shifted and just as the wolf jumped at me again I dodged him.
"Shift!" It was no suggestion I made, instantly the wolf shifted. He smelled like a pack wolf,
but not from Elijah's pack.
"How did you do that?" His voice was filled with fear. He looked terrified of me. "Your s...s...supposed to be w...weak."
"Sit down!" I commanded him.
He did as I said, his whole body was shaking. A command from me was stronger than
anything most wolves would ever feel. For a human it would have been ten times worse.
"Who are you and who sent you?" I held nothing back, I wanted answers and he would give
it to me.
"My name is Liam Gerard; I am a scout for my pack. I was sent by my Alpha." His voice held no emotion; the command was strong enough to keep him from stuttering and thinking about his words.
"Why?"
"I had to find you, he wants you." He shook his head, something felt wrong. I could sense it, but I ignored it.
"Who is your Alpha?" As soon as I find out who is after me, I will hunt him down and kill him.
That is the only way to keep Elijah safe.
He shook his head furiously, I could see his veins, that looked as though they were about to pop. His eyes were red and he seemed to be looking past me.
I ran to his side and tried to help him. "Stop!" I screamed out. I tried commanding him to sleep, but it did not work.
Blood started running out his eyes as though they were tears and he was apologizing. I touched him and saw everything he went through. He did not deserve to die.
In the end I could not help him. His insides turned to mush.
I started crying. My wolf knew I would be vulnerable, so she took over and shifted.
Luke Gerard had no control over his actions, he was just a puppet. Whoever wanted me would stop at nothing to get me.
They are strong and it scares me. For the first time in my entire life I was truly afraid.
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