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MYSTIQUE 11
Everything I ever heard couldn’t have prepared me for the way I felt when Fang made me his mate. Yesterday we practically spent the whole day in our room. Fang only went out to get us some food. Fang gives me a sense of security, an internal peace without having to do anything. His mere presence calms me, and I am so glad that I was right about Fang being my mate. He’s the man that will be the father to any child that we might have in the future.
I have always admired Fang’s internal strength, even when we were children. The fact that he would rather be punished than go against those that are important to him. It’s a trait that is admirable. Everyone I have ever met before has been selfish to their very core.
“A penny for your thoughts? You are smiling like a Cheshire Cat.” Fang says as he walks out of the bathroom with nothing more than a towel around his waist.
My eyes lift to his perfect chest, the tattoos there have my fingers itching to trace them. “Are you sure you need to leave?” I ask teasingly. He stops looking for a T-shirt in his chest of drawers, then glances up at me, grinning as his eyes run over my breasts that are barely covered with the sheet, stopping at his mark on my shoulder.
I see his erection clearly defined under the towel. “You’re a minx!” he grunts as he lets go of the black T-shirt he was holding, dropping it back into the drawer as he takes a step towards me, only to stop when there is a knock on the door.
“Hey, Bro, are you coming or not?” I want to burst out laughing when I see Fang scowl over Goliath’s interruption.
“Yeah,” Fang mutters as he squints his eyes at me. Raising his hand, he points a finger at me. “Behave.”
I grin at his grumpiness. I love this power I have over Fang. I have never felt so wanted or cared for, like I do now.
Throwing the sheet off, I slide my legs off the bed as I stand. From the corner of my eye, I see Fang looking at me as he slides his jeans on. I lift my arms, arching my back as I stretch. Lowering my arms, I start to make my way towards the bathroom when his arms snap around my waist from behind and he picks me up off the ground.
“You’re a tease. If I wasn’t already late, I would paddle your bum and then take you hard until you can’t walk straight,” he whispers against my ear.
The thought of him paddling my ass has my pussy drenched. His jean covered cock pressing against my ass has me pushing back against him. He groans, tightening his arm around my waist as he pulls me tighter against his body.
“Hurry back,” I murmur as he kisses my neck and then his mark on my shoulder before letting me go.
“Go shower!” he grunts, swatting at my ass, which has me giggling like a little girl as I make my way towards the bathroom. I hear him leave and close the door behind him. Smiling to myself, I run a bath. My muscles are already starting to complain at all the use they have had; some of them are muscles I didn’t even know I had.
Laying my head back, I think back to our day alone yesterday and how close I feel to Fang. One thing that has been glaringly clear to me is that the Fang I used to know while in the pack, is no more. This man, who is now my mate, is a force to be reckoned with. He has an animalistic force about him that doesn’t deny the volatile animal that can lash out when pushed.
I know for a fact that Fang would never hurt me, but I also know that he would easily kill to protect those that are close to him. Grimm has threatened me, has hurt him more than once with his greed and his cowardice. I know that when Fang finally faces his brother, it will be a combat to the death.
I’m scared that Fang will be hurt. I know that he can defend himself. I have no doubt that he can even defeat Grimm if the fight is fair. Throughout all the years that I have known Grimm, he has always proved himself to be untrustworthy.
Grimm has led the pack astray with his deceitful ways; with his scheming and money grabbing blindness. If Fang manages to stop Grimm, it will be a new beginning for the pack, too.
Opening my eyes and lifting my head, I look around at the dark grey tiles of the bathroom. This is a typical man’s bathroom. There are no plants, no extra frivolities. Fang told me to change anything I want in our room or bathroom, but I’m happy with how it is. I never actually felt like the bedroom I slept in was mine. But now, for the first time since my parents died, I feel like I can finally call this place home.
I have made friends—friends that don’t look at me with pity or disdain because I’m different, be. Besides Fang, who was my only real friend, I now have Alaska, Dakota, Onyx, and Siena that have turned out to be genuine, caring friends that I thought I would never find.
Looking down at my body, I frown when I see light bruises. Shaking my head in amusement, I think of all the ways I got the bruises. My hand rises to my mark, wincing slightly at the slight pain.
I’m finally Fang’s. After so long, I’m finally his. I shake my head when I think about what people would think if they could see me now, smiling like a maniac. Making my way back into the bedroom, I find a T-shirt of Fang’s to slide into, hugging my arms around myself as I smell him all around me. I jump in surprise when there is a sudden knock on the door. Pulling my T-shirt down, I open the door, tensing when I see one of the prospects standing there.
“Umm, can I help you?”
“These are for you,” he says as he holds up two bags. I frown, studying the bags.
“What are they?” I don’t want to take anything that might be from Grimm. Fang would lose his mind if this was another present from Grimm.
“Clothes, your Ol’ man bought them.” My eyes widen in surprise. Fang bought me clothes. When did he have a chance?
“Thank you.”
He grunts when he hands me the bags. As I start to turn, I stop, turning back to face him. “What’s your name?”
He frowns at my question. “Apollo.”
“Thank you, Apollo.” This time he doesn’t look back as he walks away. Closing the door, I hurry towards the bed, throwing the contents of the bags onto the bed. Pulling a light blue summer dress with dark blue patterns towards me, I smile in pleasure at his thoughtfulness.
