Christian aggressively wiped at his lips and stared at the pink lipstick that now stained his lips as well. He shook his head to come out of his state of confusion, then chased after Jessie.
"What the hell? One minute you are kissing me, the next you are screaming in my face.'' He shouted after her, but because of his state of shock, he moved too slow to catch up with her.
That kiss had his senses running wild, his every being had come alive at the sensation. He had always heard about the effect that one's mate had on the other, but he never knew it would be this strong. He was in a daze, and if it was for the familiar scents of his home, he would have lost it.
Christian walked to her door and gentle knock, ''Jessie, are you ok, what did I do?''
All he heard was sobbings from inside, but because she locked the door, it made it impossible to go comfort her.
Of course, Christian could easily break the door down, but he didn't want to frighten her off.
About to call again, he heard her voice. ''I know you can hear me. Can you just give me some time to adjust to all this, please?''
"But Jessie.''
"Christian, just leave me alone for a little while. This is all too much for me to take in. Please, just understand that?''
Christian nodded even though she couldn't see him, understanding her need for privacy. So he made his way downstairs and to the kitchen. Everyone, the workers included. Has already gone to bed, so he was on his own.
His mother had once told him to not give the workers any time off, she only saw them as slaves and if it wasn't for Christian intervening, she would have treated them as such, but it just wasn't in him to work someone else to the bone, day and night for pleasure?
Christian span around the kitchen, before opening up the cabinet in the top right-hand corner, pulled out a bottle of Scotch and poured himself a drink, the rich smooth liquid flowed down his throat as he contemplated how to win Jessie over, how to let her see that he loved and cared for her.
"Poor little thing, probably hasn't experienced such pleasure before or even an ounce of affection, maybe not even in the slightest. Her father doesn't seem to be capable of such a thing, while her mother acts as if she is a brain-dead zombie, just floating in the wind and going wherever her husband takes her." Christian said to himself as he took another drink.
Jessie made sure Christian was really gone before she made her way over to the bed and curled up in a ball to continue crying. Remembering all the times a man got too close, and caused nothing but trauma.
The last boyfriend Jessie had, she ran from him, just like with Christian. All because she thought he would have hurt her. Even though Christian doesn't seem like the type, she just couldn't help it, besides she has read way too much about wolves, for just his kind words to put her mind at ease.
After twenty minutes of crying and feeling sorry for herself, Jessie got up and take a shower. Her eyes formed into saucers at the size of her bathroom. Which was the biggest bathroom she has ever seen, made entirely of glass, marble and chrome.
Jessie took her time to admire the rest of the bathroom, which was bigger than her both her dorm room, and her old shared room. The ceramic tiles and countertops seemed to cost more than her house.
There were two sinks and two toilets, which she found odd, a large twin tub off to the side of the shower, and a large shelf stacked with towels and robes.
"Wow.'' Jessie chimed, wondering if all this was really hers or if Christian will laugh in her face later on.
Jessie picked up a random bar of soap and twisted it in her hands. "Not because he's rich means he's nice. These people always hold a dark side, not to mention him being a werewolf and might just be temperamental." Jessie said, then threw the soap on the ground, only to pick it up and place it back where she got it from.
Jessie tried to ignore the overwhelming feeling she has, thinking that a cold shower was what she needed to wake herself up. Her only problem now was getting out of her dress, which wasn't a simple task; she spent maybe ten minutes struggling just to get the zipper down, then maybe another ten struggling to unlace the bodice and removing the thing completely.
She discord of it in a heap in the corner, wishing to never see it again.
Then she stepped into the shower and stared at the dials for a while, not having the slightest idea of how to turn the shower on. The first button she pressed somehow flushed the toilet.
"What. How the?'' Jessie said out loud in confusion.
She squinted her eyes like that would help, then press another button, causing scorching hot water to rain down on her. Shrinking back, she tried to turn it off, but only made it hotter. Jessie pressed random buttons until the water gushed out from the ones on the wall.
"Hah,'' she put her hand up to her face to prevent water from going up her nose. Then stamped out of the shower, breathing hard. She stepped back inside, giving it one last try, but to no avail, so she gave up.
"That's enough showing and water for one day." She said, leaving the taps on.
Jessie belched as she towelled off and made her way to her light pink colour closet; she span around in the spacious area. Surprise to see that someone had it fully stocked with clothes, from trousers to skirts. Trainers to heels, dresses, handbags, sunglasses, you name it.
The room was looking like a Chanel or Dior store. There was a spiral staircase that lead to a second-floor, which held more clothes and make-up that Jessie didn't think she would wear, and the finest pieces of jewellery. Her eyes were sparkling by now at all these fancy things.
After her amazement wore off, she searched all the rotating racks for something thing to wear; she settled on a light blue sundress and decided to go in search of Christian to apologise to him.
Not knowing where to go after checking Christian's room. Jessie soon moved on to search the other rooms. After seeing that some were locked, some were empty, and a few had occupants who weren't so happy with her barging into their rooms.
She gave up on searching the third floor and made her way downstairs and to the kitchen, where she found him nursing a glass of scotch.
"Hey.'' Jessie walked up to him.
Christian looked up with a smile. ''hi.''
"I'm sorry about how I was, about running from you. It's just that I'm scared. Scared of getting close to another man and all of this.'' She twisted her fingers as she talked.
"It's ok, I'm guessing that it's because of the way your father has treated you in the past, but just know that I will never hurt you. And you can always share anything with me.'' Christian assured her.
Jessie nodded, ''um, can I get something to eat, please?''
"Yes, of course.'' Christian placed his glass down for the first since he got to the kitchen, he moved so fast he became a blur, and Jessie go cross-eyed trying to keep up with him as he closed the refrigerator and microwave.
"Coming right up.'' He announced, coming to stand before her again.
"Werewolf, right? Can you show me?'' Jessie asked.
She had never come across a werewolf before, let alone thought she would marry one.
Christian seemed to think about it and shook his head. ''I don't want to scare you off.''
"Ok, do you need a full moon in order to change? Wait, no. Does wolf's bane really cause you any harm?'' Jessie fired questions, trying to know how wolves works. It is like a dream for her and if she's going to live here, she might as well know all the wolf stuff. And she was sure he would want to know about vampires, how they live, but more importantly, how she lived.
Christian raised a brow. Jessie watched as his face displayed various emotions as he thinks.
"You don't have to tell me, especially about the bane thing. I mean, I wouldn't try to do anything to you. Vervain still messes me up. I remember one time my younger sister gave me the tea to drink to see what would happen. We almost died.'' Jessie rushed out.
Christian gave a chuckle but didn't respond, leaving her to think that she must have upset him.
The beeping of the microwave caused Jessie to jump. Again, she hardly had time to keep up with Christian's movement before he placed a steamy plate of vegetables, mashed potatoes and stake before her.
"Eat up.''
Jessie closed her eyes and prayed before eating, something that was beaten into her from a young age. Peter, her father, had always said that they should be grateful for the meal that was provided, because he didn't have to feed her or her siblings or know when God will provide for another. Which was right, he had all the food to himself, and preferred to feed his wife and his namesake. All he gave Jessie and his two other daughters were what's left, the scrapes, which wasn't much. A slice of stale bread to share for them, a chicken breast or one baked potato. And that's it. They were expected to never complain or ask for more. It was after getting a full scholarship to uni did Jessie know a belly full; When she opened her eyes, Christian was staring at her with a confused look. A small smile spread across his face as he nodded to himself. Confused, she asked. "What is it?" But got no response from him. "Tell me about yo
Jessie and Christian sat together talking for a while in the kitchen until Jessie's eyes start closing down and her head was nodding, while listening to Christian's soothing voice. "Time for bed." Christian took Jessie by the hand, then unexpectedly lift her up and brought her up to her room. She reclined her head on his chest, listening to the fast speed of his heartbeat; it was as if his chest was filled with hummingbird wings instead of a heart. Completely different from that of a vampire or human. Jessie knew for a fact that she will be in for a wild ride. She closed her eyes in thought. 'Am I ready? Maybe not, but for Christian, I'll try my best.' Christian leered down at his bride, noticing how perfectly she fit in his arms. "Damn it.'' He sighed out. Jessie opened her eyes to stare up at him, noting the deep frown between his brows. "You can put me down if I'm too heavy.'' Jessie sa
Christian woke up for the second time in the middle of the night, this time feeling strange. There was a great pressure on his chest, which made him feel hot. Remembering that he was in bed with Jessie, and it must have been her. He opened his eyes to see half of her body on his chest and her hair in a tangled mess around both of them. Christian had always thought that sleeping with his mate would be peaceful, and she would be curled into his side. But not Jessie. She even snored, drooled a bit, talked in her sleep andshe was the source of heat, almost making Christian sweaty. Instead of waking her, he allowed her to sleep and mumbled away. Wondering what she was dreaming about now, as her brows frowned while she hissed a little. "You are mine, my vampire turned human, my woman, my wife, my mate.'' Christian brushed a finger against her cheek; she stirred and her big grey eyes opened to stare at Christian, as if seeing him
"Jessie, I am sorry ok, I didn't mean to make you upset, but things with me and my ex didn't exactly end. They forced us to be apart after being told who my mate was. I knew little about you, just that you were once a vampire. Which I'm not too fond of, especially those from Kilfrost.'' "Not all vampires are bad, just as how not all wolves are good.'' "Je meeprise ces sangsues" Christian spat. Just when Jessie thought he was done, he continued speaking in French. "Ces sangsues cause trop de souffrance.'' Jessie waited until he calmed down before she resumed the conversation. ''What kind of suffering have they caused? The last time I checked, they are good people.'' Looking at her in shock, Christian cocked his head to the side. "I know French.'' "Oh, I honestly didn't think that you would.'' "You think I'm stupid?'' ''Kilfrost is the vilest of all the vampire Hordes. Other
After jogging for so long, getting sweat in her eyes and becoming out of breath, Jessie stopped to walk around and admire the flowers in the garden. Even though her eyes watered from her allergies, she still tried to sniff them. Never have she seen such vibrant flowers before, some of which she did not recognise. Jessie ran a hand along every one of them. She loved flowers even though the feeling was not mutual; All because they put her in a sneezing fit. Jessie plucked one up before deciding to explore the expansive yard. Jessie walked around until she found herself at a large silver fence; only to remember what Christian said about it being electric. Wanting to know if it was true, she gathered a hand full of dirt then threw it at the fence. Sparks went up, causing her to back away, not wanting to get fried by that thing. Just one touch and that's it for her. Feeling as if she was being watched, Jessie turned around to see a lit
Martha and Jessie sat on her sofa laughing and eating cake, as she told Jessie stories about the funniest things her grandchildren do. Jessie doesn't know how she can manage with them all. She had three children and sixteen grandchildren. All of which she takes care of daily, occurring to Martha. No one lifts a finger in her household unless it is her. "You are one great grandmother, I know they must love you.'' Their conversation took a sudden turn, with Martha mentioning Keera. "I'm just glad that the Alpha found his true mate, vampire or not. I can't stand that Keera, she is so self-absorbed and selfish. Good gods, not to mention how spoilt she is." Not being the one to gossip much, Jessie still couldn't resist asking, "Can you tell me all I need to know about this, Keera? There is something about her.'' Martha frowned at first, then gave a smile, "as much as I would love to tell you about that girl, our conversa
When Jessie woke, she was in bed with the covers all the way up to her chin. She didn't know how or when she got in bed, but all she knew now was that when she opened her eyes; the sun was streaming in and she could smell delicious food that made her mouth water. She turned in that direction to see chocolate flavoured Weetabix, bacon, eggs and biscuits, long with orange juice. "Breakfast?'' She questioned. "Yes,-" "AHHHHHH!!" Jessie screamed, not realising that Christian was in the room. ''Sorry.'' She held a hand over her heart, before speaking. ''Why breakfast?" "Well, you have been sleeping.'' ''Yeah, I figured that.'' "You have been sleeping for nineteen hours.'' "Wha-?'' She shrilled, not believing what he just said. ''Oh b*lls.'' Jessie sunk to the bed, she didn't feel hangover which she was grateful for. "You also threw up on me several times.'' Jessie looked back at him, "you're n
Not being able to tell how Christian was feeling, as he was hiding it very well. Jessie stopped in front of him, causing him to almost crash into her. There was one thing that plagued her mind, it was about what that man had said. ''Christian?'' "Yes, my love?'' "What that man had said-'' "Don't worry about it, he and the others are free to have their opinions, but don't worry, none can hurt you.'' He cut her off. "I'm not talking about that, but the attack. He said someone was attacked last night.'' "It is nothing to worry about." "Christian.'' Jessie began. "If I'm to be Luna and is to be involved in pack affairs or whatever, you should not keep me in the dark about these things.'' "Very well then. What happened last night is still a mystery to us. No one crossed the border yesterday, so there is no evidence pointing to a vampire. I'm guessing another wolf which is rare or self-inflicted. Which makes me wonder