Chapter 4

My neck hurt so bad when I woke up, but felt comfortable being covered by something heavy. It provided a lot of heat like fire, but I would gladly burn myself in it for its comfort.

Strange. Whatever kind of fire it was, it didn’t hurt me. Instead, it surrounded me like a layer of skin keeping me warm and made me feel all fuzzy on the inside as my heart beat slowly and calmly. I could feel it travelling all over my body up to my face. I suddenly felt a shiver when a trail of heat made its way slowly from the corner of my right eye to the corner of my lips . . . wait, what? My brows furrowed. Whatever pattern it was making seemed familiar but stronger this time. Then I remembered everything before my unplanned sleep attack. The visit, Lily, the pack, the green-eyed kidnapper, and then darkness.

I snapped my eyes open. The first thing I saw were the man’s blue eyes meeting mine as his body hovered over mine. Our proximity allowed me to see him clearly.

He was gorgeous in every sense of the word. He could be a god. His thick raven-colored hair was slicked back with a few loose strands falling over his forehead. His black trimmed eyebrows arched at the corners and long thick black eyelashes casted a shadow over deepset piercing blue eyes. His looks left me shaking to my core; his eyes were fixed on me, and I didn’t quite know why but it left me dazzled and intimidated. My gaze trailed down to his long upturned nose above his perfectly shaped lips. He had an oblong face with angular cheekbones and a strong sharp jawline.

Who was he? Where did he come from? I took in a breath, inhaling his raw aromatic scent—when a good-looking guy passes you by, and the strong scent he’s wearing grabs your attention, wouldn’t you be stunned for a moment? That’s exactly how I felt about this man. He had a mouth-watering smell, tempting the darkest side of me to make an appearance.

Just then I realized he was lying on top of me.

His bulging biceps were on either side of my face while his body was firmly pressed on mine. He had one of his hands in my hair while the other was tracing my face with his pointer finger. He looked calm and comfortable. I was freaking out on the inside, and I was sure that my eyes were wide out of fright. My breathing was coming out quick and uneven. My hands were gripping onto what felt like silk blankets. Why were we on a bed? I tried to feel my clothes and was relieved I wasn’t naked. Good.

My wolf was purring in my head, but didn’t say a thing. Why are you purring mutt! You should be clawing at him. He could be a rapist!

The blue-eyed man narrowed his eyes at me and scowled. It took me by surprise when he dipped his head and rested it on my left shoulder. His pale smooth skin was touching my cheek, and I heard him inhale deeply. He let out an aggressive growl, making me whimper out of fear, before looking back at me.

“W-what are you doing? Who the hell are you? Get off of me!” I exclaimed. I liked hot guys as much as the other girls, but I would not let a random guy, who I barely knew, lie on top of me.

The man said nothing. He just kept staring with those watchful eyes, radiating with power and dominance.

Mate. I pushed my head back into a fluffy pillow; my eyes felt like they were about to pop out. For a second, everything was still but he was silent.

Mate. No, my wolf would have been the first to speak, but that would mean that this hunk would be mine. I looked back at him; he was too good-looking to be mine.

“No way,” I whispered, and saw his blue eyes gaze at me with anger, darkening almost immediately.

His pupils constricted, turning his beautiful blue eyes black, as the latter expanded completely over his eyeballs. His lip curled over his lip like a wolf would when baring teeth. I could feel evil and darkness behind those eyes, making me shriek in fear and begin to thrash underneath him. I’ve never seen those kind of wolf eyes before!

I moved my body as much as I could, but I couldn’t get away from him. I lifted my arms towards his chest and tried to shove him, ignoring the warmth spreading through my palms. I lifted my legs and hips trying to buck him off, but it was as if his body suddenly weighed a ton. I called upon my wolf’s strength but that didn’t help me either. His eyes went back to blue, but that didn’t stop me from trying to slip from under him.

His lips parted, giving me a glimpse of a pair of impressive white filed teeth with long sharp-looking canines. A part of me wondered if he used Crescent Crisp and Clear toothpaste. Stupid, I know.

“ Stop ,” he said in a deep, husky, and thick voice with an unknown accent.

Suprisingly, I involuntarily stopped thrashing underneath him. While what he said made sense in my mind, my ears could not comprehend the noises his lips made. I had never taken any language class in school besides Spanish, and I’m pretty sure I shouldn’t have been able to understand what he said, but I did.

My body just froze as I looked up dazzled by the man on top of me. How was this happening? My limbs locked and tightened into place involuntarily, and my heart was beating frantically in my chest. He tilted his head with a gaze that made me want to squirm, but I couldn’t. I wanted to open my mouth to yell, to shout, and get this hot weirdo off of me. My wolf was silent. I could feel she was uneasy but majority of her emotions were happiness and excitement. Out of all the wolves, mine must have been the most carefree in the worst of times.

“ Now, why would the gods send me a mate? Is this luna card a peace offering? Well played Fate, well played ,” the blue-eyed god muttered lowly under his breath with a cross look on his face.

Although his tone was scornful, I sensed he wasn’t asking me; he just seemed curious. What surprised me was how fast my brain seemed to understand whatever language he was speaking. Did he have anything to do with this?

Did he say “an offering”? Oh, hell no. I am not a sacrifice! Who was this guy talking about? Luna? What was going on? This guy couldn’t be my mate, could he? Why was I here? Where was “here” anyway? Gods? I had a shitload of questions, but I would gladly stay quiet if it meant this intimidating man was far, far away from me with his bewitching eyes and beautiful hair that I wanted to run my fingers—No, no, no. I needed to focus on the situation at hand.

Great. I got to finally meet my mate who turned out to be in a crazy cult; not even a pack, but a cult that kills the innocent and I’m next. Just my luck too.

The man suddenly leaned his head closer until he was inches away from my lips and eyes, making me hold my breath. He looked calmly into my eyes before closing his. His nose was touching mine, skimming over my left cheek while breathing in my scent. If I were weak, I would have swooned. He then whispered his next words in a chillingly flat tone with his breath fanning over my shoulder.

“ Although you enthrall me, I do not believe those ass-kissers. I do not trust you. You are so . . . cute. It’s a shame. ”

Whatever hold he had on me was suddenly broken and unlocked my muscles. I was consumed by fear at his threat, and my mind was telling me he would kill me any minute. My wolf disagreed and would’t believe me, but the human part of me knew by the calculating look in his eyes and the vicious way his lips were pulled back baring his teeth that I was right.

I was surprised to hear the thickness of his words. This time, he spoke in english, and it scared me more than him speaking his odd-sounding language.

“Now, what shall I do with you?” His voice was smooth but provocative. He looked like he was enjoying our position. His english pronunciation was clear but with an edge to it, as if he hadn’t used it in a while.

I couldn’t think of a better answer than the one I gave, and had I died then and there I think I would have been embarrassed that those were my last words.

“Let me go,” I answered and saw his face was devoid of any emotion. I could sense he was suprised as if he expected me to either not answer or beg for my life, which I would if it was the only choice.

“No,” he stated, his tone matching his expression.

‘No?” I began to babble. He had to let me go right? I mean, mate or not he couldn’t keep me here, wherever that was, against my will. I chose not to mention the mate thing; maybe he’d ignore it like I would. My wolf growled at me for thinking we would be able to ignore this fine-looking specimen.

“Look, I don’t know your name and that’s fine; let’s keep it at that. I won’t need to tell anyone about this whole misunderstanding. You’re clearly looking for someone else and I’m not her. You know, mistakes happen and it’s not that people get kidnapped at random, but who knows, wrong place, wrong time right?” I said.

He blinked at me.