Ryan's POV
My wolf is on tenterhooks.
With our mate’s presence so close, Haze is on the edge. He wants out. Raving inside me with a demand to have our mate closer to us.
The distance is killing me.
I should have known that having her so close and yet at a distance will only make me frustrated. My wolf is not the better part of me. He is restless and impatient. He is a beast, and he will always act like one. In her presence, he has not come or collected. He isn't quiet. He's going crazy. I'm not sure how long I can hold him in before I find myself unwillingly transforming and claiming her in front of everyone.
She's so beautiful. I'm fixated on her appearance. The vermillion red hair that tumbles over her shoulder and her sugar-crazed lips. She had beautiful glossy skin that I ache to trace my fingers over. I have the image of how mind-blowing it will be to have her naked under me; with that beautiful glowing skin brushing against mine.
“What the fuck are you waiting for?’’
Haze’s impatience does not surprise me. I have the urge to block him out of my mind but I know it’s only going to create more chaos for me, and for us.
“Easy boy, we do not want to scare her when she wakes up.’’
I want to match up there and have her in my arms. I want to kiss her forehead, and then her lips. To tell her how happy I am that I have finally found her. But then, questions begin to buzz my mind, like busy bees hovering around me.
I am blatant of my surroundings and the only thing that matters to me is the paramount need to make our first encounter perfect.
I should wait for her to wake up first then.
Maybe if I do that, then I'll also get the pleasure of seeing the look on her eyes when she realizes that I am her mate.
Father has always told me that the magic to finding my mate is that first moment when our eyes connect. I want to feel my heart skip as I stare deep into her. I want to have the magnified emotion of what I had just felt a couple of seconds ago.
Is it crazy that I'm suddenly thinking about fucking her, bending her over that desk and ramming into her tight pussy, making her clench her thighs with pleasurable frustration? Is it crazy that I want to taste the flavor of her naked skin and lick my way to the beautiful heaven between her thighs?
Gosh!
There is a slight buzzing noise in my head as my eyes are connected to her. I can feel my soul calling out to her. I watch the way she sleeps. Oblivious of the fact that I had finally found her. How was this possible? That she was right under my nose all these years and yet I never discovered her. Something ought to have been wrong with my werewolf senses. Because this beautiful vixen right here is the woman that the moon goddess has created for me. She is bound to rule the park by my side. As my mate. The mother of my cubs. The female who is supposed to complete me. Yet, for all the years that I have been in this school, I haven't caught her scent until today.
Out of the blues, her still form stirs as her eyes connect with mine.
She’s awake.
My soul is bred with nervousness.
The magic I feel as she looks at me, cripples me.
The feeling is mind-blowing.
And suddenly, the vibrations of the bell-ringing echo through the walls of the school; I watch how she jolts up quickly. She glances around. I take the moment and rise from the desk immediately.
Father had taught me that there is always an advantage in moving quickly. So I do exactly that.
Arising from my seat and advancing towards her immediately, but the masses of bodies as the students exit the classroom, blocks my way. The teacher exits the classroom, followed by a multitude of students. I can still smell my mate's scent. But suddenly, I can't see her.
She became out of my sight.
Pushing against the students in front of me in an attempt to locate her, all I am met with are admiring glances from other female students in the class. They reek of desperation.
“Hey.. Wait!" I call out to the female as I notice her pummeling herself through the crowd in an attempt to run from me.
“Hey handsome..!" A short blonde girl says to me as she brings her fingers to fiddle with my collar. I hate the way she looks at me. Desperation has always been the only thing I despise.
“Ryan, where have you been?’ another dark haired girl asks as she stands next to the blonde one.
I glanced forward. pushing past both females and moving towards the desk at the back. It was as empty as it usually is in the morning. Has she really run away from me? And why would she do that; am I not handsome enough? Did she not like the way I look? My wolf is angry and agitated. He wants to come out but that's not going to happen in school premises.
“Ryan..'’ A masculine hand is placed over my shoulder, causing me to jerk forward.
“She was right here, Philip. She was right in this room.”
Philip glances around the classroom. And then he looks back at me. I tried to catch the scent again but it was gone. My mind is a humdrum. I feel repelled by the idea that I may lose her forever. My eyes are blurry, and red with anger and frustration.
My mate is running from me. She is running and I'm going to find her. No one escapes me!
No one ever escapes me!
No one dares!
Taylor's POV I had not realized that I had fallen asleep in class until the distant teachings of the teacher were only an echo in my mind. Even right now, I can feel the stinging pain all over my body as I slowly wake up. Immediately my eyes flip open, my heart skips as I stare at the alluring male from across the classroom. I feel dizzy. My heart beats drastically quickly. The wolf inside me is uneasy and all I want to do is jump in his arms and kiss him. Was I crazy? Maybe. My head felt like a whirlwind on the inside. I wanted to tear my eyes away from him. My eyes widened, and realization dawned inside of me like a lighted bulb. It was him. The man that the Moon goddess created for me. I can tell from the connection that I feel between us. He is like a magnet pulling me towards him. He stares at me as if he is communicating straight to my soul. I noticed the way his eyes flicker between a shade of red and then back to ocean blue eyes with pecs of ember. He has short dark hair
Ryan's POV I remain standing right by the door, staring at the broken window. She was right here. Standing in front of me. Her presence made my wolf happy. something that hasn't happened in a long time. But then, she chose to run away from me. My heart was pained when I noticed the blood oozing from her ankle. My mate is stubborn. She does not think about what she's doing. I'm going to have to teach her a lesson once I see her again. “You better find her.’’ The words of my wolf only bring goosebumps to my clear and unscarred skin. He was angry. I could feel it. While I could control my emotions and I was patient with my mate, my wolf was not. “I will.’’ I answer as I turn around and walk out of the bathroom. But something catches my eye. Under the sink is a bracelet on the floor. A smile creeps up my features at the understanding that my mate has left something behind. "It ought to be important to her." I thought to myself. Marching towards the sink, I pick up the bracelet. I c
Taylor's POV I won't stop running. My legs are giving out, but I won't transform. All I see is my mate's face, his ember eyes, the way his lips move when he tells me not to run. His words echo in my head. My wolf is excited, but I don't understand why. 'Give him a chance,' my wolf says. But chances are what got us here. Every day, my wolf convinced me to give my father a chance and not say anything. But it never did chang anything. A thousand chances and I'm still like this." “He may be kind, Taylor. Not everyone is like-’’ “Like dad?’’ saying that alone, brought tears to my eyes. Finally, I found myself on the riverbank. At least the territory that was close to home would help me unwind all these troubles and have some peace of mind. “You don't understand this, Hazel. If we let another man into our life, all he's going to do is hurt us just like Father does.’’ “You are not sure about that. I can feel it inside me, Taylor. He is our mate and he wants to protect and cherish u
Ryan’s POV “Principal Bradford, what a lovely surprise.’’ “Ryan, what are you doing standing there?’’ The words of the principal do not shock me. I am quick with my movements, shaking his hand as I pull him away from his office door. “My father told me something quite alarming, and I thought it best to run it by you.’’ I watch the expression of Fear in his eyes. The principal didn't know who I was. None of the teachers or students did. But my father had given him a corresponding explanation that would play the perfect role. I am the son of a rich and wealthy man. And my father had made a significant donation towards the school's funding. The last thing that the principal wants is having a problem with the man that can aid this school financially. “Oh.. ofcourse Ryan, why don't we go to my office and talk about it. I believe…’’ “No.. no.. no… it's not that big of a deal and we can finish the conversation in the cafeteria. I want to show you something.’’ I do not let him respond
Ryan’s POV “Taylor Brooke, daughter of David Brooke, lives on the east side of the riverbank, an Old settlement between the forest, where a cabin was built during human revolution. Street 1247.’’ Brooke. That's not a name I have heard. Yet I know all the families of wolves that live across this area. And the name Brooke does not ring any bell. I pick up the documents from Philip and I decide to glance at them myself. The information is perfectly stated. The land that she lives in is owned by her father. I fail to understand why she and her father will choose to live on their own in the middle of a forest. It's unsafe. Something about it just doesn't sound right. Not even a mad man would be willing to live in the middle of nowhere, unless they had something to hide. Something wasn't adding up and I was going to figure out what it was. “Any other family?’’ “That's the only thing that was stated in the other documents. All she has is her father. But we never truly know the truth.
Ryan’s Pov We Stand on the forest floor woven with ancient tree roots. I can hear the distant river and breaking tree branches from a distance. The car cannot go any further. Philip and I decided to walk. The drive from school appeared to be longer than I expected. All I can wonder is how she managed to get to school every single day without a car. Did buses really come all the way here? The forest is silent yet again. There is a direct pathway that leads inside. All I can ask myself is why I had not taken the opportunity to visit nature once again. Everything looked breathtakingly beautiful. Nature has always been part of the Moon goddess. And it ought to be the responsibility of every werewolf to take care of it. Perhaps that's why my mate lives here to begin with. I can only assume that she is a lover of nature. “Do you think she's home right now?’’ “She has nowhere else to go; you saw her class records. She hardly ever misses any day. She has perfect attendance at school. She i
Taylor’s Pov “What the fuck did I do?’’ I hear the sound of my father's voice as soon as I enter the room. He seems to be conversing with himself. Something he hardly ever does unless he is having a nightmare about the day my sister died. Today however, he's standing in front of the mirror in our living room, reprimanding himself or something. “What did I fucking do? I should have told them that…’’ Suddenly, his head flips in my direction and the color of his eyes direct to darker ones. His wolf is almost emerging and I haven't seen my father in this state of anger before. “You little bitch, I told you countless times to mask your scent. I told you to be careful and no one should know who you are or where you live.’’ he clenches his fists as he approaches me. I can see the hatred in his eyes. His emotions are much different from his normal ones. He is looking at me like he could tear me apart any moment now. It scares me. My father is capable of doing anything cruel and inhuman. “
Ryan's POV All my life I have learnt to keep my emotions in check. To understand them and to balance them resourcefully. But with her, I find myself losing control, letting my emotions run wild, and it is the most beautiful feeling in the world. Each day with her feels like a blessing, and I am grateful for every moment I spend with her by my side. I cannot help but feel that the universe has brought us together for a reason. I will be honored to be her partner, her protector, and her lover. I will spend the rest of my days cherishing her, loving her and making her happy. That was why, when I stared at her in that broken and painful situation, it crushed my heart. It took everything in me not to tear her father apart. “Son.’’ the voice of my father resonates over the room as he enters. There is a curious expression plastered on his face as he moves towards me and embraces me. “Father.’’ “I heard what happened, is the girl okay?’’ he asked the question with a hint of worry lac