“It’s her, she’s the one. My promised one,” Henry thought but couldn’t move a muscle. He just stared in her eyes just like she stared in his. Warm brown pools took him by surprise and caused a storm in his head and a rapid beating of his heart.
His instincts were telling him to grab her fast and just run to his lair, but the last bits of his rational mind knew better. He had to be careful not to make a scene.
He slightly coughed and apologized offering to buy her a new coffee and to take care of her stained clothes but she refused both of them with a look of annoyance on her face, went around him and down the street, and every step took her further and further away from him, from his embrace. He still stood in the same place where she left him, just watching after her until he realized that if he doesn’t move, he will lose her and he couldn’t afford that, not now when he finally found her.
So he started walking after her making sure not to lose her from his sight until he did lose her. Panicking, he started turning around till he caught a glimpse of her inside a building with a big glass door heading towards what seemed like the elevator.
“So this must be where she works…” a small smile crept on his face. Across the street, he noticed a restaurant, and he headed towards it, not caring about the traffic. Horns screamed at him, and tires squealed, but he didn’t care. He had only one goal in front of him, and that was a free table next to the window of the restaurant so that he could watch the entrance of the building across the road.
“Good morning, sir. How may I help you?” the hostess asked him politely.
“Table by the window, please.”
“Of course.”
The hostess led him to one of the tables, and he hurried to take a seat, not noticing the lustful looks she was giving him. At any other moment he would, he was used to them. He knew how women reacted to his appearance, but now he couldn’t think about anything else than his promised one.
“Your waiter will be here shortly to take your order.” the hostess said, but Henry ignored her.
He spent his day looking at the “Brooks Publishing,” waiting to see her again. His hopes grew around the time of lunch, but she never came out. That worried him, would she eat anything? Won’t she be hungry? What is she doing?
Henry sat there thinking about her, about her eyes, about her hair, and how sun rays were reflecting on her soft locks. He thought about their future and the times that they will spend together. He thought about how it will feel when they hugged when they kissed…
His mobile phone rang and snapped him out of his thoughts.
“Hey big bro, where are you? What’s up?” the cheerful voice of his sister Sarah whistled.
“Oh, nothing special, you know, just sitting in a restaurant and stalking my mate” Henry tried to sound carefree, but his voice gave him away because it was filled with happiness.
“Whaaaat?!! Did you find her? Oh, my God! What is she like? Tell me everything! Oh, wait, it is she, right? What is her name?” Sarah blabbered without stop, happy for her brother. He was the only one in their family without a mate, and they all prayed for him, worried about his lifestyle that was becoming dangerously revealing for their kind.
“Slow down, missy.” Henry laughed, “I don’t know her name, I don’t know anything about her except where she works, and I’m..” but he didn’t get a chance t finish his sentence because his sister interrupted him again.
“Oh, you clumsy creature! I can’t believe it!…”
“Sis, I’ve got to go! Talk to you later.” not giving her a chance to continue her speech he hung up the phone. He didn’t want any distractions. He had to keep an eye on those doors.
It was past 5 o’clock when he saw her leaving her workplace with another girl around the same age as her. He quickly pulled up his wallet to pay his bill for the whole day of eating and drinking in one spot and headed out. He saw his mate waving goodbye to her colleague as they parted ways. This time he was more careful in crossing the street, not wanting to cause a commotion and draw attention to himself. He thought that the best course of action, for now, was to stay unnoticed.
Henry followed his mate for a couple of blocks until she arrived at her building, he presumed. The entrance door was locked, but that won’t be a problem, he thought. Now that he knew where she lives, more importantly, that she exists at all, nothing will ever be a problem.
“So just like that? You crushed with a guy on a side-walk, he spilled your coffee, offered to buy you a new one, and you just left?” Martha asked with a look of disbelief on her face. “What was I supposed to do?!” asked Elizabeth, almost shouting.
When Saturday finally came, everyone was more than excited. Elizabeth was thrilled. One of her best friends was getting married. It was a big day. She met Samantha on her first day of college, in their first class. What made them click instantly was shared love towards Russian romanticism and the English Victorian era. One discussion led to another, and before they even knew it, they were spending more and more time together. Martha was already Lizzy’s best friend, and soon Jenny started hanging out with them since she was already friends with Samantha. Marie actually used to work at a local cafe where they used to spend their free periods, so in time she just fell into the group. Now, five years later, they were glued together. So when one of them was getting married, it was like that was their own wedding. It was important. “Are you nervous?” Lizzy asked Samantha. “Nooo, why would I be? It’s just the most important day of my life till now,” nervous sarcasm was seeping out of her.
‘She felt it, I know she did,’ Henry thought to himself while he led his mate to the dance floor. He could see it on her face, she acknowledged the sparks that were meant to exist between two soulmates, and she seemed entranced with his eyes like he was with hers. He saw her pulse quicken on her neck, and her breath seemed to have picked up a pace. But on her exterior, she seemed calm and collected, the recognition was so fast, and it disappeared from her as quickly as it came. If he was not focused on her every blink, he would have missed it. But how she managed to hide it all and act like she didn’t feel it, it was a mystery to him.
After Henry left the reception, he got into his car and went to the street where Elizabeth lived. He knew he couldn’t wait any longer. His inner beast was itching to get out and to grab its mate and fly away. He thanked heavens for the day that he decided to buy a black SUV with tinted glasses a few years back when he came to New York instead of the Porshe that he was eyeing. It will make his job so much easier now.
Henry knew he shouldn’t have drugged her, but he panicked when Elizabeth started screaming. He knew he should have calmed her, made himself not seem like a threat, but he just couldn’t think rationally. It looks like when it comes to Elizabeth, he can not make a single right decision because everything that he has done so far was wrong.
“I am what?... What are you talking about?” Elizabeth was confused. Why would a guy that she sees for the third time in her life call her his? It makes no sense. Unless he is a nut job, yeah, that would explain it. “Don’t you feel it? I don’t understand how you can ignore it. It’s not supposed to be possible.” Henry looked at her like he wasn’t actually seeing her, but like he was looking through her thinking about something she couldn’t comprehend. “Feel what exactly?” “What exactly?” now, h
Henry ended up untying Elizabeth’s hands. She did have to use the restroom, and she for sure would need to use her hands to eat. He doubted that she would let him feed her, although it would be a great pleasure for him. He wrecked his head, thinking about what he should say to her, to explain things, to make it easy for her to understand, to make her accept him, and let him just enjoy her presence. Henry wanted to call his brother for help to ask him what he did and how he handled his now-wife when he found her, but he knew that wouldn’t make much of a difference. Every story was unique in its own way, and every couple had its road to travel. He just had to find theirs. He already had so many feelings in his heart for her that made him want
Elizabeth finished her meal in silence even though she lost appetite after his bitter words. She was engulfed in her own thoughts that were confusing her more than anything. A strong urge to explain herself was not leaving her alone, and that was the part that confused her the most. Why would she feel the need to defend her actions? Why would she feel the need to console him? She didn’t even know him for God’s sake, and after all, he kidnapped her. Took her against her will. But those eyes... she wanted to put her hand in his dark hair and comb it with her fingers. It looked so soft and invitingly tempting. Darkness slowly crept into the room, and now the only thing Elizabeth could see was Henry’s eyes that were shining like nothing she had