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“Does it matter?” Waylon asked. “It does to me.” Taking a sip of my beer, I continued. “I made the mistake of thinking you would protect me. Then, because of the mate bond, I starting thinking you would finally be the one to save me. My heart was hoping so but I was foolish. I should have just ran away again.” “He would have still found you and then when he was ready, he would have brought you in. Face it, you were on borrowed time.” Waylon muttered. “Sometimes ignorance is bliss. At least I was happy. Even if it was a fake happiness.” “Why are you so hell bent that you don’t get a happily ever after? Why can’t you just let me help you, if not to just give you a chance at freedom?” Waylon leaned forward and studied me. “And be in your debt? To watch my mate refuse to reject me so I will have to feel him betray me for the rest of my life?” “I won’t be betraying you if you accept me.” Waylon leaned back against his chair and finished off his beer before tossing the empty can in
“Waylon?” My head was in my hands as I was leaned forward. Looking up, Charlotte was walking towards me, slowly. She was wearing a basic t-shirt and leggings but it looked so sexy on her. “What do you want?” If was in no mood for her shit if she came here to fight. “I wanted to apologize.” I had to blink a few times. This was a trick… right? “Oh?” “Yeah. I know you have been trying to help me and I keep pushing you away. It has been easier for me to not allow anyone to get to know me. As you could see, Nora turned her back on me pretty quickly. You found out who I was and locked me in a safe room.” “It was for your safety. So people thought you left and wouldn’t look for you. Besides, you were in there touching yourself, thinking of me.” “THE POINT IS…” She said loudly as trying to not address that statement. “I think we both can say that we have no handled things… well. Maybe we can restart?” “Restart? As in start over? You want to start over?” I asked to clarify. “Yes. I
Charlotte POV “Who is it?” I asked, confused and slightly on edge. Waylon got up and moved over to the window. “It’s Leo and Ezra but they weren’t suppose to be back yet…” “This isn’t good.” Arlo muttered. His whole demeanor changed as he stood partially in front of me. I watched as the two guys partially run inside. “We need to move. I don’t know how but there are rumors spreading that she is being kept here in these woods.” “This is my territory. How would anyone know that or even suspect it?” Waylon looked pissed. My heart was racing at all the different possibilities it could be. “Jasmine?” I asked Waylon. “She thinks I went to Washington to file some taxes.” “Do you have a tracker on you?” I pushed. “She isn’t that smart.” “Are you going to take a chance with my life on that?” I pushed. He looked at me before going through his pockets. “I don’t see anything.” “Regardless. We need to move. Burn everything that shows she was here. Ezra will stay being as if he i
“Shh.” Waylon whispered in my ear so low that I barely missed it. My back arched as my head landed on his shoulder. Absent mindlessly, my arm snaked around his neck as his hot breath moistened my neck. A shudder of satisfaction ran through me. “Waylon.” I whispered back. My legs already started shaking in anticipation. Waylon wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me back, deeper into the cave. I think the men left but all I could focus on was his hands touching me. “Do you like that?” “OH Waylon!” I moaned in his ear. “Yes, princess? Tell me what you want.” “Mark me.” I spoke without thinking. My mind was so fuzzy that it didn’t even register what I was saying until it came out. His whole body froze as my words sank in. Shit! “I’m sorry. I- I didn’t mean that. Heat of the moment.” I was so embarrassed that I pushed away from him. Fixing my pants and keeping my back towards him, I walked to the opening of the cave. Some distance between us felt good. Itwas killing me
Charlotte POV “Arrogant ASSHOLE!” Shoving away from him, I had to force myself to not blast him out of this fucking cave. Waylon laughed at me which just irritated me more. “Do you want to get on my back and I’ll climb down?” My eyes were glowing as I shoulder checked him. Not even giving him the satisfaction of issuing an insult, I just started climbing down. After all this time, he still thought of me as a little girl. A helpless damsel in distress. Well fuck that! The more Waylon keeps underestimating me, the more satisfaction I am going to get by shoving it in his face that I truly did not need him! Fuck him and his magic fingers! As soon as my feet hit the ground, I turned north and started walking. Waylon can catch up. Shouldn’t take too long with his massive ego. Not that I even knew where I was but he said north so I am going north. His footsteps were silent behind me but occasionally I would hear the squish of mud under his shoes. The night was silent as the rain had l
My whole body froze as I turned slowly around. It took me a second but there was some movement about 50 yards away from me. As quietly as possible, I slipped behind a tree. My years of experience told me to relax my heart and control my breathing. Being scared wasn’t a luxury I had but there was always a sense of doom when facing a rogue by yourself. “MOMMA?” My neck cracked multiple times as it whipped to the side. A small boy, around the age of three was wondering around. Tears soaked his face and his clothes were torn. “MOMMA?” The rogue heard him and growled low as it hunched down. Completely unaware of the danger, the little boy kept walking. Panic rose up in me as I watched the rogue slowly creep up on the little boy. Nope. Not on my watch! Sprinting out from behind the tree, my legs moved precisely around the dense forest. Nothing was going to keep me from getting to the little kid. The rogue took off in a sprint towards the little boy. My legs were burning as I pushed as ha
“Mushrooms.” At the base of a tree. Massive mushrooms were growing. I absolutely hated mushrooms but they were food and food meant energy. “Here.” Picking a few, I cleaned it and handed it to Waylon. He didn’t hesitate to take it and start eating it. Me, however, I cleaned another one and frowned at it before taking a bite. “Don’t like mushrooms?” “Not even a little.” I said as I practically swallowed it whole. “It’s a texture thing.” I ate a few more to make sure I was full and Waylon watched me with a humorous look on his face. It was hard to look him in the eye. We kept walking as Waylon finished eating. His phone buzzed a few more times and he pulled it out to look at it. Each time, an unwanted pang of jealousy ran through me. I knew he could feel it but he didn’t comment on it and I just tried to accept it. As the day went on, the sky got darker than brighter. The wind had this very distinct smell of rain as the thunder confirmed it. The closer it got, the faster and harde
"Oh? What what would that be?” Completely opening my eyes, I shifted so I could see his face more clearly. “No.” “No?” I asked confused. “No, I probably wouldn’t trust you. I haven’t given you much reason to. I can see how much you are trying to let me in. How you heart aches to be loved and accepted.” His fingers trailed down my cheek to my neck. “If I was you, I probably would have snapped your neck and rose off into the sunset. Going to some beach somewhere.” His fingers trailed over my cleavage and my arousal started filling the cave again. “So, w-why do… do you want m-me to trust you.” I spit out. It was a hard thing to do.Waylon smirked at my speaking troubles. “Because I know in my heart that I am being honest. I am doing everything in my power and in my way to save you. I have said that many times and I will keep saying it for as long or as much as you need to hear it. I want to be the only person you have ever trusted since you were 9. I want all of you in my bed every