The Grateful Rejection novel Chapter 11

I tossed and turned in my bed, any position, just any position that'll help me sleep. But nothing seemed to work, I knew why but I didn't wanna see it.. him.

I picked up my phone and saw the timing, it's two in the morning. I could hear every heartbeat around me, everything was calm. I slipped into my fuzzy slippers and pulled a light cardigan and went downstairs to the kitchen. I avoided looking out of the window as I could feel one heat beating anxiously. For the last week he has been coming here and sitting under my balcony, waiting for me. He would be there untill morning or when I decide to go to work, I would be lying if I say that in his presence I don't feel safe and sound. No longer I am being haunted by my nightmares, every night I dream about mocha eyes. The warmth, the emotions in them sends chills up and down my body, entrapping me in it's magic and I am willingly submitting to it.

His smell has engulfed me, even unconsciously I would lean more into his scent, mud on a rainy day. So earthly, so masculine, so raw, it was a lullaby to me. Calming every nerve in my body. Gulping a glass of water I peeked through the window, there he was in his lycan form sitting just a few feets away from the door looking expectantly at me.

My heart started to beat at a crazy rate, my entire being wanted to be near him, my wolf wanted to touch her lover. She wanted to ruffle his hair, caress his cheeks, look into his eyes and repeat the only thing she has been saying since she knew about him, I have been waiting so long for you.

His tail stated to wiggle when I moved towards the door. I didn't know what will I say, I didn't know what I want or need. Do I really want a mate? Need a mate? Am I even ready for it? Am I ready to put everything at stake once again? I doubt I can trust anyone, anymore. He is a lycan after all, he shouldn't be bothered about a rankless wolf and her issues.

I was hesitant to open the door but did it anyway, he sat up looking excited as his tail wiggled at a faster pace. My body hummed being this close to him, I closed the door behind me as I looked intently in his neon blue eyes. My heart started to flutter, he looked so innocent. An irony to what he is, a lycan, one of the most feared and powerful being. A being known for it's strength and nobility.

We just stood there still looking at each other drinking up each other's presence. I heard bones cracking making me come out of my daze. I was tempted to reach out for him but I contained myself. My heart started to flutter like a fae's wings, in a blink of an eye there stood a very.. very masculine man.

He was what people call raw masculinity. I gulped as I took him in, his stood 6'7 feet tall with way too broad shoulders. His eyes were warm mocha, just like my dreams. His soft brown-blond hair was shoulder length, tempting me to run my fingers in his thick locks. His nose was pretty crocked, showing how many time he broke it, I chuckled lightly. His lips. Oh god.. beautiful pink lips, I had a sudden urge to nibble them untill his skin breaks. My eyes started to assess him even more.

Muscles were wrapped in his arms tightly, showing the bulge of his biceps and triceps and thick rope of veins running all over his arms. His chiseled chest made my knees weak. My eyes trailed down to his delicious abs and I almost fainted. I wanted to lather chocolate all over them and lick it off. I have never once seen this tight 8 pack abs.

Suddenly my lips felt dry, unconsciously my tongue wet my lower lip and my teeth grazed it. I heard a growl made me jump, I looked at him in embarrassment. I looked away not wanting to look there, "D-don't you have clothes?" I say moving back a little. I had stepped a little closer to him.

"Do you want me to be in clothes?" His huskily voice made me cream my shorts, no I am not wearing panties.

My face was beet red when I smelt my arousal mixed with his, he let out a low rumble of lust from his chest.

"Yes" NO.

I answered his question and turned around, my back facing him. I don't know why but I couldn't keep the smile off my face. I bit my lips to stop my self from sighing when I felt his warmth near me.

"I am dressed, moya malen'kaya al'fa" (my little alpha) his hot breath hitting the back of my ear made me shiver in delight. Whatever he said in his foreign language made my wolf roll over and show her belly. Though he was only a feet away from me, it felt like we're were mere inches away. Even then I didn't like the distance, I wanted to close it.... but not now.

I turned around only to be captured by his lips on mine. His lips felt so warm on mine, they didn't move nor did mine. I was frozen, he pulled back with the biggest grin on his face, "You have beautiful lips, moya lyubov' " (my love) he said and tucked a stand of hair behind my ears. His hands rested peacefully on my hips, I don't know why but I felt complete. Like a missing piece has been put into place. His warmth had engulfed my every senses, my wolf purred,, wanting me to snuggle in the arms of our lover.