Chapter 10

POV stella

Stella had said goodnight to Nep and James as it was past 2am, and she could barely keep her eyes open. Stella was laying in bed processing what had happened to her in the last 12 hours, the absurdity of it made her giggle. James voice softly sounded in her head through mind think “what are you giggling at in there?” Confused Stella was about to ask how he heard her when he said again “my bedroom is next to yours and well, werewolf remember”. Stella giggled again at that, remembering that James had said werewolves had super human hearing and suddenly she sat up, his room is next to hers. Nep had said she had a bathroom connecting to her room that she would have to share with the person in the room next to her, now realising she was going to have to share her bathroom with James made her blush slightly.

Stella replied to James “I’m just laughing at what has happened and how ridiculous this all it. I won’t be surprised if I wake up and it was all a dream or I’ve been thrown in the loonie bin”. Stella laughed again, suddenly she the twinge of saddess come over her as she felt guilty for being happy and laughing when Jack wasn’t there with her. James linked her again “Its okay you know” Stella sat on the edge of the bed looking towards the direction she knew James was. “To be sad that he is no longer here with you but its okay to be happy that you aren’t alone”. Stella’s eye filled wit tears threatening to fall while she listened to James, suddenly the light of the bathroom turned on. Stella instintivley stood up from the bed and walked over to the door, she couldn’t see him but she knew it was him. James softly knocked on her door making her jump slightly, James chucked low as he heard her at the door, Stella opened to door.

POV James

This is killing me.

I just want to hold her, I need her!

How am I going to do this?

James’ wolfs voice sounded in his head “we need her, she needs us even if she doesn’t realise who we are to her yet. Just go to her and hold her. Please” James could hear the pain in his wolf’s voice, Adonis was his wolf, he was headstrong and did not fear anything even when he should. James had never heard this kind of sadness or longing in Adonis before.

James is standing in the shared bathroom between his and Stella’s room, he had knocked on her door not fully aware of his actions as his wolf was attempting to take over and pushing him to be with his mate. Stella opened the door, there she stood with tears about to fall with an expression on her face that was a combination of grief and longing. It killed James to see the tears in her eyes, without thinking twice James stepped towards her capturing her in his arms and crashing her into his chest, Stella melted into his touch letting her tears flow. James slowly slipped down onto the floor with stella in his lap holding her tight.

Stella cried until they turned into body rocking sobs that she couldn’t control, James held her and soothingly played with her hair. James was unsure what to do but he could feel Adonis almost purring at the contact with Stella, he knew he just needed to stay where he was until she decided otherwise. After some time Stella’s breathing began to even out, looking down to her face James noticed that she had fallen asleep in his arms, he didn’t want to move but his right leg had gone numb and his back was hurting from leaning against the doorframe. Carefully standing up, James carried Stella bridal style over to her bed, he laid her down and was about to pull away from her to put the blanket over her when she grabbed his arm in almost a panic. “Please don’t leave me, just hold me” was all she said in a croaky whisper. James didn’t need to be told twice, he laid down with her pulling her back flush against his chest and burying his face in her hair and neck taking a deep breath feeling himself relax. Stella sleepily mind linked “hmmm that feels good”. Not knowing if she meant to link that or not James chose not to respond and enjoy their embrace.

Don’t worry baby by this time tomorrow you’ll understand.

You’ll be mine and I will be yours.

Fuck I’m gonna have a boner all night now with her arse pressed into me.

Maybe if I just thrust...

No don’t be a creep, wait for her.

She needs to be ready, and she needs to make the first move.

James had slept soundly for the first time in a month since he found Stella, he slowly opened his eyes to the daylight seeping into her room through the gaps in the curtains. She was still asleep, James sat up slightly so he could watch her sleeping peacefully, slowly studying the beautiful features of her face James was mesmerised that he didn’t realise that she had opened her eyes.

She is so beautiful, how can one person look so perfect.

Even her freckles are perfect!

Jeez I sound pathetic now!

I need a cold shower, this morning wood is not going away on his own especially being pressed up against the most perfect arse all night!

AHHH!

Even her eyelashes are beautiful what the fuck man!!

Oh SHIT!

“Hey” Stella’s sleepy morning voice pulled him back to reality making him almost blush that he was caught ogling at her why she slept. “Hey” James replied as he palmed the back of his neck looking away slightly embarrassed, suddenly her hand was reaching up to touch his face. James froze for a second until he felt the tender touch of her hand as she pulled his face back to hers, she was looking into his eyes, no into his soul, her eyes were almost glowing green, he was stuck, stuck staring into the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. James didn’t know what to do as he was almost in a trance, slowly rubbing her thumb across his bottom lip Stella sat up still keeping her eyes lock. She finally spoke “Why do I feel like I’ve known you my entire life?” continuing her slow motions across his lips, he leaned his lips into her hand and kissed her palm, she gasped as hot tingling sensations shot through them. He had never felt anything like it before but of course he knew what it was he had been wait his entire life for this, for her.

POV Stella

Pulling her hand away looking like she had been slapped in the face with the sock of the feeling when he kissed her palm. The hot tingling sensation burned in her hand but shot straight to her chest and between her legs, Stella had no idea what that was but she knew it felt good and she wanted to feel it again. Laying her hand on his chest she felt it again, but she was expecting it this time, it felt so nice, so right like she was meant to be touching his perfect and huge chest.

Fuck his chest is so delicious, massive pecs and his chest hair hmmm.

I always liked a man with chest hair.

Stella began moving her hand down his stomach feeling his skin as the hot tingles continued, she was marvelling at his stomach, he had abbs, they weren’t chiselled but they were strong, all she knew what that he was a big boy and he was built like a brick shit house. Not the pretty boy gym junky that was all veiny, he was a real man thick legs, chest and back, his hips tapered in so he wasn’t stocky but enough to tell he was a Alpha male in more ways than one. James suddenly grabbed her hand when she hadn’t realised how dangerously low it was getting “Not that I am protesting to this, but I think you might be getting carried away” his words were saying no but his eyes were full of lust and by the looks of the enormous bulge under his boxers his body was  also saying yes.

Stella paused looked into his eyes getting lost in them while she had an internal battle. She wanted so badly to touch him, all of him, feel him touching her and feel him inside her, it was like her life was depending on it. But then she felt immense guilt about her Jack and that this was too soon, these new feelings that she was feeling were confusing and pulling her in two directions, her instincts which felt like they were in hyperdrive were saying she was safe and this is right but her logical brain and as James says it was her human side is saying this is too fast.

Fuck FUCK Fuckity fuck!

Shit! I hope he didn’t hear that.

Peaking up at James face he was still smiling at her but there was a slight smirk telling her he did. Stella concentrated of building a wall around her mind it felt like she was taking hours to put brick by brick around her mind which now felt like she had immense control of her mind like she was stepping into another room. In reality, it had been mere seconds and Stella felt like her thoughts were safe, she screamed in her mind to see of he would react, nothing.

How fucking cool is that holy shit this werewolf shit is so cool!!!

Okay what was I thinking about?

Oh yeah, my Jack.

I miss him, I grieve for him, I grieve for the life we should have had, the child we should have had.

Fuck what am I doing?

But do I want to stay in this sadness forever?

Can’t I grieve him and my love for him while I move on with my life and find happiness?

Like come the fuck on I am turning in to a bloody werewolf that shit is wild, surly I can manage to find happiness and Jack be happy for me right?

While Stella was having a conversation with herself she hadn’t realised another presence in her mind, it felt heavy and strong but it was sitting far back in her mind that she didn’t pay it attention yet.