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Cora
I have been pretending to be tired and fatigued, wanting to win Beorn over a little bit but I honestly feel like the wedge is being driven between us even more now. I couldn’t believe what he had told me that his Clan had basically murdered his mate and forced him to be an outcast because he killed people. I wouldn’t have even blamed him for his actions because the Clan Leader started it first by ordering the kill. It made me a little sick because I couldn’t believe someone could be so cruel.
It’s just how it is, I can hear Beorn’s words in my mind already.
I feel really bad for him but now it makes sense why he is so closed off. I’ve been longing to get closer to him and win over his heart. He could have continued to push me away and tell me that nothing would ever come of this, but I couldn’t actually think it would be the case. I’m going to win him over. I’m going to make him love me, and I’m going to enjoy every second of it.
It just takes patience and to do that, I have to pretend to still be hurt.
I don’t think he actually believes that I am still hurt, he’s pretty much letting me do what I want. I’ve noticed that he is pretty laid back and it is different than what I have been used to. Most of the men in my life have tried to force themselves in, not caring if I wanted it or not. It made me smile because Beorn is definitely not like the others, and I really couldn’t have done it without him…
I wonder how he would react if I came onto him naked. Would he indulge his desires, or would he push me away? I’m kind of thinking that I might actually have a chance with him because he did help me get off by using his fingers, but that could be a little wishful thinking. He could have only been helping me because that’s what I needed at the time. I kind of want him to tell me that he wants me as well. I want him to groan my name softly and make me cum. I want to feel him spreading me open and making me his.
It would be nice indeed.
“I can practically see the gears turning in your head, Cora.” Beorn grumbles as he is rummaging through his cupboard, giving me a strange look, “what’s going through your head?”
I just smile at him, licking my bottom lip, “How about we have a drink together? That would be nice.”
He raises an eyebrow at me, pulling out a bottle of whiskey, “all I have is whiskey. I’m not sure if that is really what you want to be drinking right now.”
I snatch it away from him, not really caring what it is, “it’s wonderful. Thank you.”
I pull open the top and take a good swig, feeling the burning sensation down my throat. I see that Beorn is watching me, a dark look in his eyes that sends a tremble down my spine. I gain the courage though and I hand him back the whiskey, hoping that he wishes to drink me. I see the glimmer in his eyes, probably thinking of something mischievous but I’m not going to question him about it. His lips wrapped around the top of the bottle, taking a long swig. He doesn’t even flinch much to my surprise so I have to say now that this must be his favorite drink. I just smile softly to myself.
“You must like your whiskey.” I tease him softly.
“Occasionally.” He agrees, shaking his head, “I don’t even remember the last time that I drank.”
“Well, I hope I can give you great company.” I murmur, flirting a little bit.
I don’t know if he can tell that I’m flirting with him because he doesn’t say anything. He just looks away, making me feel a bit embarrassed because I have no idea what is going through his mind. One minute, I think he wants me, too, and then the next he is pushing me away like now. I’m going to get to the bottom of Beorn, and I don’t care what I have to do to get it.
I want him…
Maybe I should prove to him that I’m not kidding.
ChapterSeven
Beorn
I didn’t think that Cora would be able to drink as much as she is, but she continuously surprised me. I’m thinking that she is trying to outdrink me, but that’s not something she is going to be able to do easily. I love my whiskey but it’s something that I’ve built up a tolerance for. I thought about wasting my life away in booze after the death of Emily, but I knew she would be seriously mad at me if I did that.
“I’m sorry, Emily,” I whisper under my breath, making Cora look at me curiously.
“Did you say something?” She asks me softly, her cheeks red from the booze coursing through her veins.
I don’t say anything because I don’t want to talk to her about Emily. Emily is forever going to be the love of my life, but I know I will hurt Cora if I tell her that. It’s not that I don’t find her beautiful, she’s just not what I can allow myself to dive into. I know I’ll regret it if I bring her to my bed, so I don’t even want to try. I just want to keep her at a safe distance so that I know I’m going to be able to flee if need be.
I don’t care if people call me a coward about it either. It hurts too much to think about Emily and Cora have been really sweet. I quite enjoy having her around. She has made life bearable, and I know that one day, she’s going to have to leave here. She’s young, ten years younger than I am, and she has a lot of the world to see. I don’t want her being held back just because she thinks that she owes me something. I don’t want her to ever think that. I would never force a lady to be with me, but I also don’t want her to waste her life away.
I know she will hate staying with me in the long run if I let her.
I wouldn’t be able to stand it if she hated me.
“You know,” She slurs softly, peeking up at me with those beautiful eyes, not even trying to hide her pheromones at this point, “you’re a handsome mystery, Beorn, and all I want to do is win you over. I like you, and I’m glad that you saved me. I know I’m never going to replace your first wife, but I don’t want to. I always want her to have a part of your heart, but she would have wanted you to be happy. She would have wanted you to find a suitable mate who is going to treat you the way that you deserve. She died a horrible death, yes, but she wouldn’t want to see you withering away. I know that because that’s what I would want, too.”
I’m shocked at her words because she’s being a lot bolder than I thought she would be, “you didn’t know her so I don’t think you truly know what she would have wanted. She had a bit of a temper, and she could easily get jealous even if a female looked at me. She wouldn’t want me to just move on.”
