I rub my hand against my throbbing head, trying my best to soak in this messed up world. All these secrets. But in the end, I do what I do best and push everything to the back of my mind, letting it stay there. I lay back down on the bed exhausted and overwhelmed.
Is Jenny part of your pack ?
No. Jenny is part of her father’s pack in South County. He’s an alpha also and has been trying to get me to join our packs for years by marrying Jenny. My pack is strong and he wants in on my finances that I’ve worked hard for. I obviously don’t want to join my pack with his but I still have business with Jenny’s father, for now.
Oh, I mumble remembering what he said when he came to my house. What does he have that you want ?
It’s not something he has exactly. It’s something he’s done that I want to get back at.
Right, I say slowly, my interest piked. But I don’t know how to ask, or sure I want to know. I’ve already come to a decision that Colton and I aren’t right and this will never work. Except for the fact that when I’m around him I can’t control myself.
I told you, I’m not a nice person.
You’re nice to me. Sometimes. He smiles, and it’s so soft and sincere, my stomach tingles.
Legends say a wolf only gets one mate in their lifetime. Except, that’s all anybody thinks it is. Just a legend. Wolves haven’t been mated in centuries. Pure bloods are dying out because of it. But it’s happened to us, and I don’t know why.
I sit up. I don’t get any of It. I’m not a wolf… I don’t get it.
I know it’s a lot to digest, he says.
It’s a feck load to digest.
I have been thinking a lot about this. What I am can’t just mate with a human without something being there. You must have a werewolf in your ancestry somewhere-a Pureblood. It’s the only conclusion I can think of. I would never have been able to mark you otherwise.
I snort. Yeah. Right. I’m sure if I had a werewolf in my family, I’d know about it.
Not really, a lot of Purebloods live in secret. We’re hunted and have been able to adapt to hide ourselves well.
Says the guy with the most popular club in Lanten, I retort, and shake my head. This is information overload. I think I’m done for tonight.
He nods his head and put his arm around my back. It makes me feel warm inside, but also sad. Is he really bad ? He did save me tonight, and even though he snapped Jared’s neck, I know he didn’t killed him. I probably should be worried, only I’m not.
‘Where’s your girlfriend ?
Out annoying someone else. Why are you asking ?
I shrug. I don’t know. Isn’t it a bit dangerous me being here, seeing as she lives with you ?
She doesn’t live with me. She stays sometimes. You don’t have to be jealous of her.
She has a key, which means she lives here, and I’m not jealous, I fold my arms. I don’t know you.
You are jealous, and you don’t have to be.
I laugh. Neither do you.
I’m not jealous of anything.
I smile a little. You were today when I mentioned going to a party.
His mouth twists and I have to stop myself from giggling from how moody he looks. I don’t like the thought of you being around other guys.
I was with your cousins.
Exactly my point, he argues, and my smile widens.
Jared got out of hand, but Toby would never try anything with me. He’s my brother’s best friend. In fact, I recently found out that he apparently likes me. His head snaps toward me and he gives me a death glare.
Let’s hope that isn’t true.
I laugh a little. See, you are jealous.
He’s my cousin, he says through gritted teeth. And no angel, either.
I think he is. He’s just so cute-
I scream when he suddenly pushes me down on the bed and climbs on top of me, pinning me down. You think he’s cute, huh ?
Butterflies tickle my stomach and my heart hammers as I smile wickedly, enjoying teasing him. Just a bit.
His eyes trail down to my lips and my cheeks burn hot from the lust and want firing in his eyes. My lips are begging for his even though I’m completely terrified by what this would end up being between us.
Well then, he says in a low, seductive tone. I’m just going to have to erase your little fantasy of my cousin and fill with fantasies of me.
He doesn’t have to. I already have them.
My insides tingle with excitement when he bends down and kisses my nose. I moan because it isn’t my nose I want him to kiss. He pulls his head away, clearly torturing me. Please, Colton.
Groaning, he brings his lips down on mine and kisses me again. I’m slowly burning, the most blissful hell I’ve ever been in.
I wake up in Colton’s bed. My eyelids flutter open and squint from the bright morning sun that’s peeping through the drawn curtains. After my eyes adjust, I sit up and stretch out my arms, relaxed from the best sleep I’ve had in a long time. I’m refreshed and calm, which is different from my usual crankiness in the morning.
Looking down, I see Colton’s still sleeping beside me. A smile stretches over my lips because he looks peaceful. No longer broody and haunted. He looks… free. It almost makes me want to lie back down and snuggle into him. But obviously I can’t. I’m not at that stage with him and probably never will be.
I think back to last night, unable to help smile wider at the memory. After we stopped making out on his bed, as it was once again speeding over that line, he kept his hands to himself and we talked.
We talked about me mostly, as he wouldn’t stop asking questions about my life. Not that I had much to tell him, and I didn’t learn much about him. He didn’t delve into any questions I asked about himself and only gave me basic answers. Which is okay after everything he told me yesterday.
Everything is like a blur. I can’t believe I’ve met someone like him. He’s possessive, yes, but completely captivating at the same time. And I am captivated. More than I should be. I don’t know what we’re doing or where this is going.
I sigh.
Reality gets inside my head once again and stings me with doubts as I look around his bedroom, my heart slowly sinking the more I see bits of Jenny dotted here and there. Perfume bottles, makeup, a picture of her and Colton in a frame.
Even though he told me why he’s with Jenny-something I’m not yet sure I believe-I can’t help but be angry. Even if he is pretending, he still has to do all the normal relationship stuff with her to keep up with the lie, right ?
My eyebrows knit together at the thought of him kissing her the way he kissed me last night. It makes me sick. I’m playing fire in someone else’s relationship and I’m the one who will get burned.
Getting out of bed, I tip toe into the bathroom to get some distance. But, being the klutz that I am, I hit my foot against the leg of the bed. The pain unmercifully rips through me and I gasp out loud, falling back onto the floor.
What are you doing ? Colton mumbles, his voice husky and deep from just waking up as I squeeze my foot with my hand.