As he walks out of the town centre and back into the woods, I raise my head and gaze over to where my house is; the last time I see my grandmother, she is quietly sobbing in the shattered doorway of our hut, as the leader of the beasts carries me off into the woods and an uncertain future.
I continue to fight despite the fact that it appears to be accomplishing nothing except exhausting me; I groan and, for the first time, attempt to communicate with the beast that is holding me captive.
“Do you believe you could help me walk by putting me down?”
So, since that didn’t work, I’m going to try something new. “When you claimed I was yours, what did you mean?”
“You already said that... Where are we going?”
This appears to surprise him, as he stops for a second, leading me to believe that he has never been told ‘no’ before. He then keeps moving, and I smile since I’m getting on his nerves, so I keep going.
“Why is everyone wearing a collar except me?”
“Do you want me to put one on you?”
“No...” I’m not sure what they do, so I’m not going to let him put one on me.
“Well then, be quiet!”
I make an effort, but he now has my curiosity. “Is there a name for you? Or should I just refer to you as Beast?”
“Zachariah,” he sighs.
I’m genuinely surprised he responded, and I flush as I ask, “Why did you kiss me?”
“It’s because I can, and I’ll do it again!”
“Really, I’ll have to let you get close enough to accomplish that again.” I snap at him.
He then suddenly comes to a halt. He lets me slip off his shoulder, but I’m still encased in his arm. He places his hand on my cheek, his eyes locked with mine, and just to back up his claim, he bends down and kisses me once more. I can’t help but reciprocate his kiss, which causes him to growl deep in his chest and tighten his arm around me, deepening the kiss at the same time.
When he pulls back, I can feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment, and I lower my eyes from his, but not before I notice the sly grin on his lips. When he moves and scoops me up this time, I don’t resist because he does it bridle style rather than flinging me back over his shoulder. Not long after, the exhaustion of fighting and fleeing from him finally catch up with me. I allowed darkness to consume me with one last glance at the intriguing and attractive beast holding me.
When I first wake up, I stretch and am startled to see that my wrists are no longer bound. I swiftly move my hands to my neck and breathe a sigh of relief when none of those collars were present. I carefully sit up and examine the room, and I’m truly astonished by what I see.
The room is massive, beginning with the bed, which is exceedingly comfortable, and the silk sheets feel amazing on my skin. As my bare feet reach the chilly floor, I discover that I am no longer wearing the plain dress I was wearing yesterday, but instead a floor-length red silk, spaghetti-strapped nightgown. I blush at the thought of the beast... No, Zachariah, changing my clothing, but he didn’t seem to do anything else since I am alright except for a little soreness from the fighting and fleeing and his bite on my shoulder.
I notice a red silk dressing gown thrown over the back of a chair off to the side of the bed, so I take it up and slide it on, tying the string around my waist carefully. I then resume my examination of the room, still looking for the bathroom. It was not a place I expected a beast to reside in because it was decorated in colours of crimson, black, and gold, and it looked incredibly gorgeous with the antique furniture spread out perfectly about the room.
It takes me a while to locate the bathroom, but once I do, I’m in wonder as I walk around the stunning room, which is adorned in crimson, black, and gold, to match the bedroom. I’m taken aback by the size of the bath, which resembled a small swimming pool, and the shower, which could hold at least twenty people. I walk over to the toilet, use it, then proceed to the sinks to wash my hands. As I go to dry them, the shoulder of my dressing robe falls down my arm, revealing the spot where Zachariah bit me the night before.
I tried to go closer to the mirror, but there was no way I could get near enough to take a proper look without actually sitting on the counter. Figuring there must be another mirror in this room somewhere, so I exit the bathroom and return to the massive bedroom. I eventually find the closet, which has a lot of men’s clothes on one side, but the other side is full of dresses, blouses, and skirts, which makes me sigh, yet another place where I can’t be myself.
It shouldn’t bother me, but seeing these women’s clothes alongside what I’m assuming to be his makes my heart drop, thinking that he must already have a girl or woman in his life and sharing his room. Walking farther into the closet until I find a full-length mirror that I can approach. I take a step closer, pausing barely an inch away from the mirror, allowing the sleeve of my dressing gown to slide off my shoulder once more. I examine the bite, expecting to find an imprint of his teeth, but what I see astounds me.
It’s like a tattoo: a wolf sits howling at a moon, but this moon is shaped like a double crown. I startle as two arms wrap around me from behind, locking my arms at my sides and preventing me from moving. I gaze in the mirror, but my attention is drawn to who is behind me as he kisses the back of my shoulder and murmurs.
“It is exquisite, exactly like you.”
I fight a little, but this just causes him to tighten his arms around me even more, as he continues,
“You’ll get used to me...”
“What if I’m not interested in you? What if I just wish to return home?”
As he responds, I can feel and hear a deep growl vibrate from his chest.
“You’re mine, and here is your new home... Therefore, get used to it!!”
He then catches me off guard by releasing me and exiting the room. Even though I wasn’t aware of how tense I was, I exhale and relax. I take a look at the outfits and choose a blouse as I move down the aisle, but there is no way I’m wearing a skirt. He didn’t take advantage yesterday, but that doesn’t mean he won’t today, so I go through all the drawers searching for any type of pants. It takes me a while, but I ultimately locate a couple of pairs of old faded denim jeans, which I do as I recall the healer returning from a supply run with a pair. She handed the seamstress a huge roll of denim fabric and a few stencils so that she could produce some.
I fell in love with them, and since I could fight and function much better in them than in dresses or skirts, which were the more appropriate and customary attire for us females. I had requested that the seamstress make me a few of these pants, which she dutifully did, but it simply served to further distinguish myself. After I finish getting dressed and then exit the closet, continuing my investigation of the room. I walk up to the windows, pull back the drapes, and gaze out the window.
All I see are trees for miles and miles. I go around the windows and discover that just one is unlocked, which is the balcony doors. Opening the doors, and walk outside to the railing, where I peer over the edge and evaluate the situation. I chuckle to myself as I figure out a means to get down from the balcony to the ground; all I had to do was make sure I timed it well, so I didn’t get caught.
I return to the room and re-examine everything; the only door I haven’t tried must go to a corridor within the building; approaching the door, I lay my hand on the handle and attempt to open it. I repress a chuckle when I discover the door is locked, but I didn’t really expect it to be unlocked, so I groan in disgust and return to the balcony. I know I did a lot of fighting yesterday, and my muscles are quite sore as a result, but I’m not going to sit here and wait for Zachariah to determine what he’ll do to me.Shifting to the side where the railing meets the side of the house... or whatever place I’m in. I lean over the edge, look down, and shudder; I’ve never been a big fan of heights, but I’m not going to let it get the best of me and prevent me from getting away from here. There aren’t many places to hold, but that hasn’t stopped me before, and it won’t this time either. I take a big breath and climb over
I am still a little shocked at what’s going on, so I don’t realize what the one he pushed me into is doing until I feel something tighten around my wrists again. I then start to struggle, but the guy grabs my arms, pulls me into him, and whispers.“You would be better off keeping still my dear, you are already in enough trouble..”I freeze as he runs his nose up my neck; they seem to enjoy doing that a lot but it just creeps me out except for when Zachariah does it. I continue to struggle a little against the ties around my wrists and his hands touching my upper arms, but I have no choice but to watch as Zachariah moves and approaches the one that was holding me.He doesn’t say anything and I gasp in surprise as he punches him in the jaw sending him to the ground. He then moves up to him and pulls him back to his feet just to punch him in the abdomen, chest, and nose. I stop struggling and do what I do best. I study him as he moves.
He holds and pulls me tighter into him as he deepens the kiss; I tense and freeze as I feel the hardness of his excitement pressing more against me. Smiling against my lips before pulling back and looking me in the eye, moving his hand from my neck up into my hair. He then grips my hair and tugs lightly, making my head tilt back. He breaks the connection with my eyes as he leans forward just a little to run soft butterfly kisses down and back up my neck.I can’t stop the soft moan as I relax and pleasure spreads through me, Zachariah smiles against my skin as he pulled on my hair just a little more allowing him to move his kisses further down my neck and onto my chest, another soft moan escapes my lips as he trails his kisses over the tops of my breasts. He continues to smile as he kisses his way back up my neck to my lips, saying,“Such a fiery little thing, but so soft and responsive to my touch...”He then kisses me again.
Whoever it is, knocks again, but this time a soft girl’s voice comes through the door.“Hello? Um... I was wondering if you were hungry?”As if right on cue, my stomach growls loudly and I hear a giggle from the other side of the door. The girl then says,“If you step away from the door, I will bring in something for you to eat!”I haven’t eaten anything since the meal I had with Charles at the celebration, so probably against my better judgment, I move away from the door and go and sit on the bed. I don’t know how she knew I was no longer standing by the door, but I then hear the door unlock and open; I watch as a very tall, gorgeous girl walks in with a tray in her hands.I glance behind her and see a guy standing just outside once she is all the way in. He reaches in and then closes and locks the door behind her. I then return my attention back to the girl who is now standing in front of me, but with no
I don't realize how long I was sitting at the desk until I hear a commotion coming from outside. I look down and notice that the doodles I have been doing since I sat down were all of Zachariah, both his human and his beast. As I hear the commotion getting closer to the bedroom door, I quickly pick up the contracts that I had moved and place them back where they were, covering the paper with my doodles on them.I move closer to the door and hear someone is yelling. The door then unlocks and swings open and in walks Zachariah, half yelling, half growling."Stay out of it Jade...." I then hear Jade's softer voice come from behind him, "But Zach... She..." "NO!!! I SAID STAY OUT OF IT!!!"I hear a slight whimper as he then grabs the side of the door, slamming it behind him. There is a soft click telling me that it was relocked, but Zachariah just goes straight past me and into the bathroom, slamming that door behind him
I wake up in the morning with a moan of pleasure as I feel soft kisses along the back of my shoulder and up my neck. Added to that were two hands running slowly up and down my body but under the shirt, I am wearing; I jump a little as one of the hands slides down my body and then under and into my underwear. I take a sharp intake of breath and let out a low moan as he moved his hand and then his fingers; I have never felt this before. There are tingles running all over my body where his other hand is touching, adding to what the one in my underwear is doing.I moan again and arch my back a little as he increases the movement of his hand and fingers; he tightens his other arm and uses his hand, snaking it out of the top of the shirt I am wearing so that he can turn my head and part of my body to kiss me. He deepens the kiss as he increases his hand and fingers, even more, making me whimper a little into his kiss; he moves his kisses from my lips along my cheek to my ear and wh
Once I am dressed, I go over to the balcony door window and test to see if he had found that I had actually unlocked it last night. I smile when it opens. I move out onto the balcony, closing the door behind me. I move over to the railing and look down to see Zachariah in the middle of a circle, facing another man.I lean on the railing and just watch for a few minutes as they seem to chat, and then they both remove their shirts and start fighting. I am fascinated by how they both move and the different fighting moves they were using. I then shift my gaze and look around at the men encircling them. As I return my gaze back to the centre of the circle, I see a quick flash of something and turn my attention back in the direction it comes from.I study the scene in front of me and it isn't long before I catch a glimpse of that flash again and the stubble movement of one of the men very slowly making his way to the inner edge of the circle. I don't like this, as a very bad
Once all the other men have left the area, Valentino turns back to Zachariah. "So can I have my Beta back or is she going to cut his throat too?" Zachariah looks at me and nods his head. I don't really want it to look like I obey him, but this is not the time to go against him. I slowly relax my hold on the knife against his throat, lowering the knife to my side and stepping back, allowing the man in front to get to his feet. I don't trust him and keep watching him as he makes his way over to where Valentino is standing a few feet away. As he gets to him, he whispers something into his ear, making Valentino look up sharply in my direction. Zachariah growls low, saying, "Okay, you have your Beta back. Now get out of my territory..."The other man or beast takes one more look at me, smirks, and then turns and runs in the same direction as the other men did. I watch until he disappea