Chapter 1
Emily’s pov
He entered me slowly, the length of him burying inside me deeply.
His fingertips entwine with my hair, his breath mingling with mine on my parted lips.
His penetrating green eyes locked onto mine, pushing into the depths of my soul as he moved in and out of my p*ssy.
A breathy moan escaping my lips as he moved in deeper.
“You feel so good Em,” Bryson moaned on my parted mouth, his lips brushing against mine.
Just as we are about to kiss a sharp buzzing sound pulls me out of my steamy dream.
I woke up, my eyes wide, my chest heaving with the weight of my racing breaths, the remains of desire still lingering in my mind.
It felt so real, his touch, his kisses……the feeling of his cock pushing between my p*ssy lips and entering me.
It felt so real….
Yet, it was not.
This wasn’t the first time I dreamt of my best friend Bryson f*cking my brains out. In fact, it has become a very recurring dream, one I’ll admit I anticipated every night.
It was the only way I could voice my true feelings, show him how much I have wanted him more than a friend.
I know….it was not possible for us to ever be together.
He was out of my league, and not only in feature wise but Bryson was soon to be alpha and I……was just an omega.
Our two worlds could never connect in the way I wanted it to.
Yet, in my dreams they do clash.
I sighed heavily, twisting around and putting off the alarm clock.
I groan as I fall back on my back, my eyes on the ceiling.
My body was still buzzing with that ache of desire Bryson left in my dream, an ache I knew only he would be able to stop.
But of course, in my reality, that wasn’t possible.
But in my imagination….
I closed my eyes, biting into my bottom lip harder as my fingers trail down my body, between my breasts, trailing lower.
I imagine that it was not mine but his rough calloused fingers that felt good on my skin.
I moaned as I imagine him whispering nasty things in my ear, his body beside me, his hands…..on my pussy.
I gasp as my fingers pushed into my panties, kissing its way down to my throbbing clit.
I imagine his touch, rough, yet tender. His scent. The way he’d kiss me while his fingers rub circles around my clit.
The way his fingers would seek my-
“Looks like you’re having fun,” His loud voice inches from my ear made my eyes shot open.
They connected with foresty green and a crooked smile. Bryson Taylor. My best friend and future alpha of the Silver Moon pack. The one who have been haunting my restless steamy dreams at night.
He was kneeled down beside my bed so he’d be same height as me. But he still had to lean down so we could be leveled. With his elbows pushing down on my mattress, Bryson chuckled. ” Did I interrupt your little session?”
His eyes twinkled with amusement when my cheeks reared an ugly red embarrassed flush. I nearly choked on my saliva.
So lost in my imagination, I had not heard when he entered my room.
I sat up, awkwardly moving my hand out of my panties after realizing I still had them tucked in there. I notice his nose flaring as he took in a long whiff before he cleared his throat and stood up.
” How long have you been here?” I uttered awkwardly, my face hot as I am unable to look at him.
How embarrassing.
Bryson let out a chuckle. “Long enough to see that you were enjoying yourself, Em,” He teased.
I groaned throwing the covers over y head, my mortification now worse by his playful taunting.
“Please pretend like you didn’t see that,” I moaned, burning in embarrassment under the covers.
I can’t believe he walked in on me masturbating. Thank God I didn’t moan out his name. Though I was so close to.
Suddenly I felt the dip of my bed and fingers prying the sheets off my face.
I peeled my eyes open and sucked in a breath with how close he was to me.
Bryson smiled widely, the dimples in his cheeks going on full showcasing mode. I was breathless. Just like I always got when he smiled. Bryson was the epitome of too hot to handle.
With his green eyes, sharp jawline, dimples, straight nose, perfect brown curly hair, lean yet muscular build and tall height, it’s no wonder every female wolf wanted to be his mate.
His eyes drowned into mine, almost like he was peering into my soul. It felt like I was in the dream again, only that this time, I knew it was reality.
The tip of my tongue pushed out of my lips and I brushed it on my bottom lip.
His eyes flickered to my lips, the smile slipping from his mouth and replaced by a serious expression.
The air suddenly feels charged, his gaze darkening and causing my breath to hitch.
“Em-
” Breakfast is ready guys!” My mom yelled downstairs, snapping Bryson out of his haze. He shakes his head, his eyes returning to normal as the grin returned on his mouth.
“I’m sure you’re starving after that little session you were having there Em. How about we head down to feed you something. I know it’s not what you really want but I’m sure it can help a little.” He winked, rising to his full height.
I felt my face heat up even more, the embarrassment of the situation intensifying as Bryson’s teasing continued.
“Shu-u-t up,” I stuttered. He chuckled, turning around and headed for the door. Before he was completely out, he stopped and teased over his shoulder.
“Might want to put on some fresh panties.” With a light chuckle he steps out of the room, leaving me embarrassed and flushed in my room alone knowing he definitely took the scent of my arousal.
Chapter 2
Emily’s pov
After I put on some fresh panties and washed my hands clean, I made my way downstairs. I found Bryson in the kitchen with a piece of bacon nearing his slightly parted mouth.
When he noticed me, he sent me a crooked grin that showcased his white teeth. “Were you trying to finish what you started?” He teased, pushing the bacon in his mouth.
I glared at him, my cheeks hot. He chuckled, clearly liking that he was embarrassing me further with his teasing.
I ignored him. Well tried to.
I looked at my mother who was preparing breakfast. Her blonde hair similar to mine was whipped into a very high sloppy bun that was on the verge of collapsing.
“Morning momma.” I said, walking into the kitchen slowly.
She turns to look at me over her shoulder and beamed. “Good morning Emily. Did you have a good sleep?”
“She definitely had a great morning from what I saw and heard, ” Bryson snorted under his breath. With my advanced hearing, I picked it up quickly.
I glared at the side of his face and when I do join him, I smack him behind his head while answering my mother. “Yes I did.”
Bryson jerks forward dramatically and rubs the back of his head and hisses.
I rolled my eyes and took a seat beside him, stifling a laugh when I saw how he pouted. For being the next alpha in line, Bryson sure is dramatic.
Mom turns around with the frying pan in her hand and starts throwing some of those bacon bits on a clean plate.
“I’ll be doing over time tonight Emily so I will be a bit late. You’ll manage to make dinner for yourself and your dad?” Mom asked, blowing out some of her blonde locks from her vision.
I wasn’t the best chef and usually can’t even cook Mac and cheese from the box properly, so it’s no wonder Bryson couldn’t hold himself back from snorting out a laugh.
I sent him a death stare but he only laughed even louder. Even mom joined in. It was like they were mocking me.
“I hate you two.” I grumble, reaching out for the plate mom had set the endless pieces of bacon on.
“What I meant is….I have left some overnight chicken and some rice in the fridge. All you have to do is warm it up for dinner. Can I trust you with that?” Mom teased, turning around to place the frying pan back on the stove.
Bryson snorted. I rolled my eyes.
“Sounds super easy.” I answered through clenched teeth.
“Don’t worry Mrs. Snow, I’ll not have her burn your precious house down. You can count on me.” Bryson made show of placing his hand on his chest and sent me a wink that may or may not have made my heart leap.
–
“For the love of God Bryson slow down! At this rate, we’ll be dead before we even get to school.” I yelled as the wind whipped against my dirty blonde locks harshly.
Bryson spares me a glance, grins and slows down a bit…..by a bit I mean, barely.
“You need to live a little Em. We’re werewolves, we won’t die so easily.” He snorted, turning the steering wheel.
The sunlight that peeked from the huge branches above, treasured his face and left me in awe until he turns around to glance at me. I tore my eyes away quickly not wanting to be caught staring.
I crossed my arms over my chest and answered. “Doesn’t mean we are immortal. Besides, you’re an alpha, you’re practically almost immortal with those super quick healing. And I’m just an omega practically human, still heal up quick but not quick enough. ” I pointed out.
I hated mentioning how different we are. Bryson was a leader and I was at the bottom of the food chain. In fact, it was strange for an omega and alpha to be this close.
But Bryson never cared about our differences and nor did he care about the judgemental stares from the other pack members.
We got a shit tone of weird looks, especially seeing as I was known as the wolf who couldn’t shift.
So why were Bryson and I practically glued by the hip? I have no clue. And I’m still trying to figure out why he even spared me a second glance that day.
*flashback*
You can do it, Emily, it’s not that high. I reassured myself as I looked up at the monkey bars. They were high and my little skittish self backed away a little until I hit something hard.
I turned around to stare up at Giovanni. “What? Are you a scaredy cat!?” He sneers.
Giovanni wasn’t a higher rank per se but he was ranked higher than I.
He and his friends laughed at my expense.
Since I was the lowest ranked one here and the smallest, he and his friends always picked on me.
I thought I could show them how tough I was by doing something they always mocked me I couldn’t do….
But it seems that my hands cannot stop sweating and my heart won’t stop beating so loudly. I was afraid of heights. Wolves were not supposed to be afraid of anything, yet I was afraid of heights.
“Yeahh!” I heard a loud yell from a few distance away.
I turn to face the commotion. It was a boy my age, cheering on another boy my age who held a bat in his hand. They were playing cricket. And they were the higher ranked wolves.
I squinted as I watch the boy with the bat. I knew him….
I blushed brightly when he caught my eye and sent me a smile. I rip my eyes away, blushing furiously. He was the alpha’s son. Bryson Taylor.
He was one of the few that didn’t care about his status and mingled with the lower ranks. Many times I’ve seen him in the halls playing with a few lower ranks but I never got enough courage to say hello.
Suddenly, I got a boost of confidence as I still felt his eyes on me. In my stupid mind, I thought that I’d look cool to him if I did do the monkey bars.
So I did. I gathered enough courage to do it, but forced my eyes to stay ahead and not on the ground. But then Giovanni’s stupid mouth had to open.
“She’s shivering like a scaredy cat! Look at her!” He laughed.
He managed to draw my attention to him and his friends…. and to the ground that seemed way higher than I thought. And now way blurrier.
I felt my fingers slip and felt the harsh cutting on my knees as I fall to the ground. I stayed down on my knees, and in quite a shock I actually fell. I couldn’t cry even though I was in pain.
But then I heard his name, a yell. “Bryson!” And then heard the rattling of the fence as he jumped over it and raced over to me.
“Shut your mouth asshole!” He sneered at Giovanni who had been laughing at my expense and pushed him roughly until Giovanni fell to the ground.
“Mommy!” Giovanni cried, getting to his feet and racing out of there with tears flowing down his cheeks. His friends run after him, calling out his name.
I almost giggled because they all looked like dogs with their tails tucked between their legs.
There and then, I looked at Bryson as my hero but then when he helped me get up and dust myself while smiling down at me, I developed something I was afraid I’d never be able to stop.
Chapter 3
Emily’s pov
“You’re not just an omega Em. You’re special.” Bryson argued, cutting through my thoughts. His voice held a slight edge.
He always hated when I mentioned how different we both were. “You’re special to me.” He said under his breath with honesty.
My heart stops and then leaps again, this time quicker. When he said things like this my stupid heart would think that Bryson meant it in a more than friendly way.
But then the logical side of my mind would instantly throw me back a few steps or two by revealing that Bryson was only just trying to make me feel better.
Because that’s what best friend’s are supposed to do. Make the other one feel better.
I turned to face the window and stared at the huge endless green trees. They were so tall and their branches were thick. They wouldn’t end until a few miles but would start right back again.
The sleepy town of Green Hallow….wasn’t so sleepy at all.
–
Bryson kills the engine and turns to face me, his eyes holding a gleam of mirth and his mouth a bit pouty.
I try to not stare at it for too long even though it was a temptation that I have always lost.
I keep my eyes on his nose. Because if I were to bring them to his eyes, I’d be a lost in the windows of his soul.
“Oh come on, don’t tell me you’re still annoyed at me?” His lips curved into a playful grin and he chuckled.
I raised an eyebrow, and nearly rolled my eyes at his words. “For which part exactly? Is it for teasing me the entire morning after what you saw in my room or driving like a maniac?” I asked sarcastically.
I was trying to be as serious as I can but with Bryson, I can never truly remain angry or annoyed at him. It was just impossible.
He had that way about him that didn’t allow someone to be angry with him. Or maybe it was me who just couldn’t for the life of me stay mad at him for too long.
He lifts his eyes to the roof of the car and playfully made a clicking sound while shifting his head from side to side. ” For both?”
His green eyes came back to join mine, only that they were sparkling in mischief while a grin so wide and bright nearly blinded me.
They looked deep into my soul and made me shiver.
This was one of the reasons I try to avoid staring into his eyes when we were alone. I always end up feeling things I know I shouldn’t be feeling.
Bryson grins.
My stomach does a slight twist and I looked away quickly.
Wanting to not have him see my skittish self I snorted out. “Then yes, I’m a hundred percent still annoyed with you.” I unbuckled myself and opened the car door.
When I was out, I swung the bag strap over my shoulder and looked over the roof of the car when Bryson also gets out.
His eyes narrowed as the sun strikes in his eyes. It made his eyes seem gold from where I stood. ” Come on Em, you can’t stay annoyed at me forever. You know you love me. ” He said with a cheesy grin.
My heart flips. If only he knew exactly how much those words were actually true. Just more than what he thought. I didn’t love him only as a best friend, I loved him as more.
I breathed in through my nose and let it out through my mouth. When I am about to respond, a friend of ours joined us.
Her face shows off a huge beam, her eyes dancing when they fell on both Bryson and me.
She skips towards us, her red hair flipping behind her. She was very beautiful with her wide cocoa eyes and pretty features.
I would look like a homeless person standing beside her.
Maya throws her arm over my shoulder and hugged me. “I missed you Em.” She squealed beside my ear.
Was it get Emily deaf day?
I wince but hugged her back while my ears rang.
Maya was the beta’s daughter and would be taking the role of our future beta soon. I met her through Bryson who was already friends with her.
At first, she hadn’t quite liked me and didn’t want my rank to make her look bad. But then after a few greetings here and there, the conversations gradually became longer and funnier until we were practically best friends.
“You saw me yesterday.” I pointed out.
She pulls away and smacks me on the shoulder playfully. “Still way too long to not see your chubby cute little cheeks.” She pinches my cheek to show her point.
Even though I was petite, I had chubby cheeks that made my face round. Everyone said I look adorable especially when I blush.
I smacked her hand away and glared at her playfully.
“So no one’s going to even include me in the conversation?” Bryson grumbles as he walks over to us.
I turn to give him a fake annoyed stare. “No.”
“Ouch Em, that hurt.” He feigned a hurt look by placing his hand over his heart.
When he’s beside me, Maya darts her eyes between the two of us in curiosity. “Did something happen with you two again? Did Bryson pull a prank Em?”
Honestly, her words flew over my head the moment Bryson stepped beside me.
His body heat….
My stomach knotted and I gripped my bag strap for an anchor as I try to relax my beating heart.
With them being werewolves they’d obviously hear my quickly pounding heart. I didn’t want them to question me on something I’d lie about.
And obviously, with Bryson knowing me like the back of his hand, he’d know I was lying.
Bryson throws his arm over my shoulder and is the first to respond. “Em doesn’t like fast rides, I’d make sure to remember that in the future. Apparently, my girl likes it slow. Don’t you Em?” He teased and squeezed me to him and looks down at me.
I lift my head and our eyes connected quickly.
My heart races and I’m not sure I can actually hide the fact that I’m getting flushed.
My girl…
Bryson’s tone was heavy with a tease, but there was something in his eyes while he stares at me that made my heart leap.
Chapter 4
Emily’s pov
I sat down on one of the chairs around the lunch table and dug into my burger. I was hungry and moaned aloud.
“Don’t make that sound again Em.” Bryson grunted a bit when he sat down on one of the chairs beside mine.
I furrow my brows and turn to him.
His eyes fall to my lips and they darken. I’m stunned by how dark they’ve become. “You have something on the corner of your…” He trails off and before I can wipe whatever was on my lips, Bryson reached out and brushed his finger on the corner of my mouth.
My eyes fall to his finger and I feel the heat crawl up my neck and settle in my cheeks when I noticed that the tip of his finger was painted with mayo.
With a smirk, Bryson lifted his finger and pushed it in his mouth and, sucked. He moaned.
And my heart leapt.
When he’s done, he grinned at me and teased. “You’re such a messy eater.”
This time the heat took over my entire face. I was certain I looked so red that everyone could spot me from afar.
Bryson chuckled and was about to say something when someone else plopped down on the chair mirroring mine.
“What are you two talking about?” Shawn, Bryson’s best friend and also a close friend of mine asked as he dug into his fries.
His eyes gleamed with amusement as they darted between Bryson and I.
He arrowed a fry our way. “Let me guess. You two are flirting like usual.”
If it were even possible my face turned even redder. “We we-re not flir-ting.” I splattered out.
Shawn busted out laughing at my expense and from the corner of my eye I can see Bryson staring at me with a huge grin on his face.
Great my friends thought I was a laughing stock.
“Bryce. Did you see how red she got man?! Em’s literally the color of a firetruck.” Shawn snorted playfully.
I glared at both he and Bryson whose grin widened as he agreed. “Yes. Makes me wonder where else that blush go.” There’s a heavy tone in Bryson’s voice that had a slick electrical feeling zapping down my spine.
“Yuck. Keep the flirting away from me before I barf.” Shawn jokes and had me shyly moving my way from both his and Bryson’s.
“Who’s flirting?” Maya’s voice flutters near.
I turn around to see one of her arms slung over Bryson’s shoulder as she held him close.
Everyone knew that if anyone had to be Bryson’s fated mate, then it would be Maya.
Not only was she of higher rank but she was beautiful and walked with grace.
Bryson deserved a mate as strong as him.
And that mate couldn’t be me, because I was weak. An omega and not as pretty as Maya.
Swimming with jealous I tore my eyes away from the two.
Shawn who didn’t always see eye to eye with Maya, responded sarcastically. “Bryson and Emily. Who else? Do you see any other couple around Maya?”
I shyly peeked at Bryson when Shawn mentioned that we were a couple. He didn’t look like he hated it, in fact Bryson had a charming grin on his face.
Maya removed her arm off Bryson’s shoulders and glared at Shawn. “Would it kill you to be nice to me for once dick? And, besides, Bryson and Em aren’t a couple. Bryson’s going to find his mate soon so you should be careful with your words. His mate might be someone in this room, you never know.”
She huffed and went to sit down on the chair besides Shawn who scooted away from her a little.
I looked over at Bryson. That grin on his face is gone and is replaced by a frown.
“What does finding his mate have to do with this now? There’s no harm in the two flirting.” Shawn grumbles and glared at Maya.
“I’m just saying that if his mate is in the room she might get the wrong idea. It could be anyone, well except for Emily herself. She’s an omega so her being Bryson’s mate isn’t believable.” Maya said with a shrug.
There’s a bitter feeling in my chest when she said those words. And even though they were absolutely true, it didn’t make it hurt any less.
Suddenly a chair scraps backwards and I snap my gaze to Bryson who stands up and storms away, leaving the three of us stunned by his sudden departure.
“What’s wrong with him?” Maya asked in confusion as she stared at a storming away Bryson who managed to capture everyone’s attention.
“Gee I wonder who upset him.” Shawn said sarcastically.
I rise to my feet, concerned about his obvious angry mood. “I’ll go check up on him.” I said.
“No, I’ll go.” Maya said and rose to her feet. Shawn is quick to wrap his hand around her wrist and stops her.
“No, Emily should go. It’s obvious you upset him with your words Maya. I don’t think you going to him is a good idea. Let Emily handle it.” He grumbles tightly.
Maya frowns but nods and sat back down.
Shawn nods his head, urging me to go ahead. I quickly leave the cafeteria my eyes scanning around the area.
Where could you be Bryce….
I opened the locker room and sure enough there’s the sound of a fist hitting metal.
I rush over to his side, shocked to see him this angry. He’s breathing roughly and his canines are out. And when he looked at me, I stare into angry red eyes.
He’s shifting and he’s trying to fight it.
“Bryce,” I said softly as I took a cautious step forward. Bryce was an alpha, a future alpha and they tend to not be able to control their anger when they’re on the verge of shifting.
He places his forehead on the locker while trying to control his rage and breathing.
I approached him slowly, cautiously and when I’m beside him, I reach out and place my hand on his shoulder.
He relaxes, breathing out a sigh.
“Did she upset you that much Bryce?” I whispered when his eyes had gone back to normal and his teeth retracted.
“It’s her damn words. I hate when she brings up the mate thing.” He admits and pushes off the locker only to turn around to face me.
“I don’t understand,” I whispered. “She’s right you know, you’ll be finding your mate soon. Isn’t that a good thing?”
Bryson’s jaw ticked and his eyes shifted in irritation. “How is that a good thing if there’s a possibility I can’t have the girl I want Em?”
Chapter 5
Emily’s pov
His words stunned me and my heart leapt.
Did he have someone in mind he wanted as his mate?
It sure sounded as though he had someone he liked.
My heart throbbed.
I know I shouldn’t feel this way, Bryson after all would obviously be attracted to girls…
A big part of me wanted him to be attracted to me but that was just wishful thinking.
Bryson was way out of my league, in looks and ranking.
It’s actually laughable that I was so deeply in love with an alpha male who would never be mated to an omega like me.
Bryson sighs and rakes a hand through his hair. “The closer my birthday comes the more agitated I get. I’m fearful of who I’ll end up with knowing that the one I really want might not-
He groans and shakes his head. His eyes lift to mine and they connected. It feels like electricity is zapping around us as he holds me in an intense stare.
“In a few months you’ll be turning eighteen too Em. Aren’t you afraid of who you’ll end up with?” He asked, staring at me deeply.
I tore my eyes away from him.
I’ve thought about who the moongoddess must’ve chosen for me and my mind always wraps back to maybe an omega or low ranked male.
Omegas have never been mated to any higher ranked wolves, it’s not like I’d magically be mated to one now.
“I’ve thought about it a lot actually. And yes I’m terrified of that day.” I admitted
I’m terrified that we won’t have that same bond we have now.
Your main focus will be on your luna and I’ll be stuck with someone I have to force to fall in love with even though my heart belongs to you.
But instead of saying the truth, I sent him a shaky smile. “But I figured the moon goddess won’t fate me to a higher ranked wolf so I suppose I have nothing to fear of. You know how you higher ranked wolves are more maintenance.” I joked trying to ease the tension.
But it does the opposite because Bryson’s brows knot into a frown and he grumbles. “Right.”
He stares at me with an emotion he was quick to mask and then clears his throat. “I guess we’ll just have to wait and see who we end up with huh?”
I nodded grimly.
I didn’t want to end up with anyone else other than Bryson. I was in love with him and I was afraid that even with a mate that’s not him, I’d never be able to get over him.
_
“You better take your time today.” I warned him as I buckled myself.
Bryson shoots me a grin and winked. “No promises.”
I gripped the door quickly as he drove off.
“Bryson Taylor!” I yelled in anger.
He roared with laughter and then slowed down. I turn to shoot him a glare.
“I swear you’re just trying to piss me off.”
The corner of his mouth lifted into a smirk as he spared me a glance. “You’re hot when you’re pissed off, I can’t help it.” He joked but there’s something heavier in his tone that made it a bit hoarse.
Again, his words always seem to make me stop breathing for a few. But then I always remember that Bryson was always a teaser and he loved to tease me. Those words had no real meaning behind them. They were just that, words.
Even though I wanted them to mean so much more.
With a raging blush on my face that I failed to hide, I rip my eyes away from him and focus on the road while I murmur. “Shut up. “
He chuckles and the sound sent a warm rush of tingles fluttering in my stomach.
When we got at my place Bryson said he’d much rather warm up the food in fear that I’d ‘burn’ down the house.
“Whatever.” I said and rolled my eyes.
I left him and went upstairs to freshen up.
When I got back upstairs, Bryson is already seated on the sofa, his feet kicked up on the coffee table.
“Aren’t you supposed to have a meeting with your dad today about the alpha ceremony?” I asked as I approached him.
Not only was Bryson turning the age of eighteen in a couple of days, he would also be passed down the alpha tittle. He will now be the alpha leader of the pack.
Something he’s been training for relentlessly and .
He looks up at me and I didn’t fail to notice the way his eyes dipped for a few seconds on my breasts area and legs.
I blushed and he clears his throat while reaching over for tne remote. “Like I’d leave you home alone Em. I mind linked my dad, we’ll talk about it tomorrow.”
I winced.
Raphael Taylor, alpha of our pack was a bit more stern. Especially when it came to pack business.
“Was he upset?” I winced as I plopped beside him.
I let out a tiny breath when his arm slings around my shoulder and he pulled me closer to his side.
“Nah not really. He understood. It’s really not a big deal Em. Alpha duties can come after, you’ll always come first.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. When he says words like that it makes me want to beg him to kiss me at least once before he’ll never be mine again.
But that wasn’t a possibility. We were best friends and he only saw me as a sister.
“I just don’t want to be the reason you’re missing out on your duties Bryce. You’ll take over the pack in literally a few days. ” I whispered and peeked at him under my lashes.
I hear his sharp intake of breath when our eyes connected and furrow my brows when he rip them away quickly.
“I have enough time Em. Now stop being so worried.” He whispered and switched through the movies and picked one I liked even though he didn’t like that kind of genre.
I smiled and lay my head on his shoulder.
–
A few hours had passed and now it was dark out. The only light in the house was coming from the television.
We had eaten a few hours ago and now I was exhausted.
I yawned, my eyes fluttering closed until sleep washed over me. It was only when I felt myself being lifted did my eyes slowly fluttered open.
In my hazy mind and vision I spotted Bryson’s eyes stating down at me. “Go back to sleep Em, I got you.” He whispered and my eyes followed his command.
I can hear his footfalls as he walked up the stairs, feel his arms hold me protectively to his chest. Hear the steady beating of his heart in his chest.
And then soon, I felt the soft covers under me as I sank into the mattress. He fixed me and pulled the covers over my legs to my mid section.
But when I thought he was gone, I felt the hovering presence of him above me then felt the softness of his lips on the corner of my mouth.
“Goodnight baby.” He whispered, his lips lingering there.
Chapter 6
Emily’s pov
“Bryson, what are you doing here?” I whispered, looking into his startling green eyes that shone with love.
I must be dreaming. Why was he staring at me with so much love?
Bryson takes a step forward, his eyes darkening with lust when they fall to my parted mouth.
I let out a gasp of air from the intensity of the fire of desire swirling in his foresty gaze.
His eyes cause my body to burn with heat and I bit my bottom lip to stop myself from moaning out loud.
I’m like a flickering match under the weight of his stare and when he spoke in a husky tone next, I burn alive.
“Em, I want you,” He groaned, his eyes darkening until they swirled with red.
His wolf was aroused too.
It wasn’t only him.
“I’ve wanted you for so long. I want you Em. I want you so badly it hurts.” His hands reach up and he bunches his shirt in his hand. Where his heart beat.
I can hear it. I can hear the organ beat as furiously as mine.
I sucked a very sharp breath, stumbling back a step when his words registered.
He wants me.
His canines jut out from his gum and he takes a powerful step forward.
“I want you and I’m going to claim you. I’m claiming you as mine Em. You’re mine.” He snarls and finishes the distance between us and pulls me in his arms.
He holds the back of my head, forcing me to look up. Our eyes connected and tingles rake over my body and swirl in my veins like the fire he had flickered already inside me.
“Bry-son,” I gasped, my eyes widening a little.
He grins, showcasing his canines that were still on display. “I knew it. I knew you were mine. You’re my luna-
I gasped, my upper half snapping up in a sitting position. I gripped the covers around my body as I try to relax my pounding heart.
I’m trembling and lift my hand to brush through my hair shakily.
Great Em, now you’re dreaming of your best friend claiming you….
You can’t be any more obsessed than this.
I let out a shaky breath and licked across my lower lip which felt dry.
Pang.
My brows furrowed.
Pang.
What the hell?
Another pang cracks the silence in the room.
I look over at my window. There wasn’t a tree or a branch close by that can make that kind of sound.
The only person or should I say wolf who would do this was none other than my best friend. The boy I just dreamt about.
Pang.
I was right. He was throwing tiny stones at my window.
My heart starts beating like it normally does when he’s near.
I gripped my shirt where my heart beat in my chest.
Calm down, heart. Stop making it obvious.
When the organ had finally settled, I throw the covers off my body and padded my way over to the window.
I slid it open, welcoming the cold air to beat against my cheeks.
I looked down and sure enough, Bryson is standing just under my window, his arm up ready to sling another pebble at the glass.
I stop him before he could.
“Bryson!” I hissed getting his attention. He stops, throws the pebble down, and grins up at me.
“You caught me. I will forever be indebted to you, my lady.” He joked, keeping his hands up in surrender.
I rolled my eyes yet smiled. I had noted that he had no shirt on and only khaki shorts.
He had been in wolf form and run all the way here.
I turn to look at the beating red numbers on my nightstand clock. It’s two a.m in the morning.
That’s the latest he had ever come here.
I furrowed my brows in confusion. “What’s wrong Bryce?” I whispered in a worried tone that he caught.
“Jump,” He answered.
I shook my head. “It’s cold out, and it’s inappropriate to be outside at this hour with my future alpha.”
He knew I was bullshitting him. Even if I had yet to shift I still had wolf genes which made my body warm even in the winter times. It was difficult to get cold.
After that dream I just had, I didn’t want to be face to face with him so close.
Bryson looks irritated and moves out of the shadows a bit. The fadish light from the moon beamed down on him, eliminating his green foresty eyes.
“And as your future alpha, I ask that you get your pretty ass down here this instant.” He cocked a challenging brow. “Or would you rather I come up there and take you myself?”
Oh damn, he was serious.
Sighing in defeat, I opened the window wider and crawled onto the ledge. I looked down, pinning him with a look that told him he better catch me.
He grins boyishly and winks. “I’ll always catch you Em. ” He promises, his eyes shining with honesty.
If I fell I wouldn’t necessarily die. It wasn’t that high off the ground and I could still heal. Slowly yes, but I’d heal nonetheless.
But that didn’t mean I’d take the chance to actually fall and perhaps accidentally break a bone or two in the process.
I held the air in my lungs, counted to three, and jumped.
“Oomph,” I said when arms quickly wrap around me, catching me before I could land on the ground.
Bryson’s arms wrapped around me like a band of hard steel, tightening around me protectively.
For a few moments, we stay like this, just me in his arms and him holding me so closely.
I slowly looked up at him, only to remember that his upper half was naked.
A furious blush spread on my cheeks hotly and I squirm and wiggle for him to put me down on my feet.
“Okay you can put me down now,” I said, avoiding his gaze and very thankful that I left my hair down messily, so it would help to veil around my face and block his sight from my reddened cheeks.
“Oh right,” Bryson said sheepishly and awkwardly place me on my feet.
I fixed my oversized shirt and brushed my hair in a way that would block my cheeks.
Looking up at him, he’s already staring at me in amusement.
“Now can you tell me why you’re here so late?” I asked, trying to move his attention away from me.
“I came here for you.”