The Rogue's Little Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

I lifted my arms up and wrapped them around his thick neck. There was nothing more that I could say that would help calm him down and holding him was the only thing I could think of to do. There was a heavy thud as Six fell to his knees and quickly gathered him into his chest. My butt slid from the bed and onto his thighs as he cradled me. Six buried his nose in my hair and took a few deep inhales that would both help to calm him down and check my scent for any changes.I knew that his wolf wouldn’t allow him to let me go until I reeked of him so I snuggled up closer and got comfortable. I could feel the warm little butterflies fluttering around in my chest as we sat there in silence but I knew that feeling wouldn’t last long. I might have the affection of Six’s wolf but when it came to the man I was still in the dog house.A few moments later, when Six was finally satisfied with my scent, he released me. When his hands snuck their way under my armpits and lifted me up off of him I f

I touched my other hand to his upper arm and patted it reassuringly. “I’m sure.”Six’s body slowly started to relax under my touch and I could feel his gaze start to soften on me as well. His eyes returned to those perfect brilliant green ones that I adored so much. I couldn’t help but stare into them for a moment and let those sweet loving emotions that I had been keeping at bay inside of me run rampant. Six must have been sharing a similar feeling as well because his hand crept up to where mine was resting and he squeezed it gently.“Are you two mated?” Both of us snapped out of our trance at the sound of February’s voice. How had we forgotten that she was there?Six let his hand fall away from me before shrugging away from me and taking a step towards her. “What was that?”February’s gaze turned into a hard glare as she looked between the both of us. “She’s your mate isn’t she?” She snarled in my direction.Six step over to the side to block me from her hateful glare. “She is

Maryan’s eyes settled on mine as soon as Six took a step away from me and I knew that she sensed that something was wrong between him and me. I wanted to go up to Maryan right then and there and drag her off somewhere private so that I could just lay everything out to her but I knew that it would be the wrong thing to do. One thing would end up leading to another and I would most likely say something that would be better off not knowing. So I simply shook my head at her and silently hoped that she would just let it go but as soon as I saw her lips pucker I knew that it wasn’t going to happen.Red must have noticed that something was bothering me as well because instead of greeting his longtime friend, he brushed right by him and skipped over to me. His smile was friendly as he skidded to a halt beside me before slinging his arm around my shoulders.“What’s a pretty lady like you frowning about?” He asked with a gentle but amusing smile on his face.Whenever Red was around me he made m

Maryan laughed, “Of course I’m right. I’m always right.” She then took a piece of her long chestnut colored hair into her hand and started twirling it around her fingers. “So what was all in the drawer?”“Well,” I started before shifting my hip on the sink. “There was an old wilted rose, a plastic ring, and a worn handwritten book.”“Maybe a diary?” She suggested.I simply shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t know, that's kind of what I was hoping you could help me out with.”Maryan lifted up one of her hands to scratch the back of her head while the other positioned itself on her hip. She stayed that way for a while and I was about to give up hope when she suddenly blurted out.“You know I bet you that both the rose and the ring are from Prom.”“Ahh of course Prom….whats Prom?”She laughed at my cluelessness. “I forgot that you were raised in the wild. I'm sorry Ayah, Prom is a big formal dance for teenagers in high school. The girls wore some big flashy dresses and the guys normally wo

Six eyes were wide with concern and his mouth was drawn in a firm line. When he reached me he fell to his knees and started looking me over. I could see the horror and rage fill his eyes at the sight of my damaged body. I knew that I wasn’t in great shape but when his face lost a little bit of color because of it I knew that it was even worse.“Oh Ayah,” His eyes found mine again as he raised his hands up towards my body, wanting to touch me but also not wanting to hurt me more in the process. They settled on either side of my muzzle and he hesitantly leaned forward to rest his forehead against mine. “I thought you were out. I thought you were safe. When I called your name you didn’t answer and I thought….Ayah. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry.”I rubbed my head against his and whined silently again. I wanted to tell him so much that it wasn’t his fault, to hold onto him until the fear in his eyes went away, but I couldn’t do any of that in this form. I felt my eyes wander over to the broken w