Elle’s Pov :
Elle couldn’t get mister glowing eyes out of her head. As she stepped into her house. It reeked in there and seriously smelled like they hadn’t cleaned in years. The house was filled with cigarette smoke and alcohol bottles.
Her mother had been on another binger again and of course left the mess for Elle to clean up. It was well after one in the morning. Walking around the house picking up bottle after bottle and emptying make shift ash trays Elle looked around for any signs her mother had passed out.
Elle had long ago stopped trying to understand her mothers drinking. Once when Elle was a child she asked her mother why she drank so much. Her reply was cryptic and quick.
“To make them stop. The world around us is too loud, Elle and one day you will understand.”
Elle’s mother used to be full of light and happiness. But, after her father died things slowly and steadily went downhill for her mothers mental health. Elle was too young at the time to
understand why her mother had turned so mean and hateful towards her at times. But, now she knows. Her mother loved feeling nothing more than she loved her own daughter. A daughter who had turned more into a caretaker and a roommate than her mothers flesh and blood.
After finding her mother passed out on the porch Elle gave her a blanket and called it a night. As her body gave way to sleep she decided it was best to get a shower and bed. Elle found herself tossing and turning most of the night. Elle would wake up wet in all the wrong and right places thinking about the hot as hell guy from the club. Mister glowing eyes. He was way out of her league she thought, but damn he was having her drool. The things she would let him do to her. Elle thought back to her dream that she kept getting pulled into and out of.
He’s there with her in her room, mister glowing eyes. Watching her, she wakes, Elle should be startled but she's not. This contact feels right. He makes her feel protected. He pulled himself from the wall he was leaning against, like he's ready to pounce on top of her any moment.
A part of Elle yearns for this, wants it.
Her throat is dry and for some reason can’t find any words to say to him. It’s all feelings and needs. A deep need she doesn’t fully understand.
He smirks for a second and takes a deep inhale of the air. Like lighting he moves and hangs over her, while Elle can do nothing but lay on the bed, still as a statue,
“It’s okay, to give in, touch me.” He says, with a devilish almost wolf-like grin. Better yet darling I want you to touch yourself as he leans over Elle and the smell of the forest fills the room. As Elle begins to comply with his demand the dream fades and Elle finds herself awake once more and unsatisfied.
Ugh. Elle snap the fuck out of it. He barely noticed you.
When she realized for the fourth time of her waking up her body would no longer let her sleep she went outside to her little balcony that overlooked her back yard. Not that there was much, just some dirt with patches of grass and a few shrubs.
The yard needed some tlc badly. But, that was a financial luxury Elle did not have the time or money for.
Taking a deep breath, for once the land beyond the valley had a breeze trying to calm herself, and will sleep to come back to her body, she thought she heard something or someone rustling beyond the brush.
Could be a coyote.. Could be an axe murder. Squinting her eyes to get a better view with no luck she took a shaky breath. Realizing she had no weapon to scare anything off and she was outside alone in a tank top and her underwear now is not the time to investigate. That is how you get killed Elle. Hearing a twig snap in two had Elle sprinting back to her room and locking the patio door. But, just as Elle went inside she could have sworn she saw a pair of blue glowing eyes boring into her. It was just a flash but that's all that was needed. The wind kicked up and she could hear her spirits come forward “not human”, was the only message she got. The hair on both her arms stood up. That was the only message Elle needed, she did not tangle with anything from the other worlds. Sleep was the last thing it seemed Elle was going to get today trying as she might.
Rain’s POV:Fuck me. This was harder than it looked staying away. It was seeing that fucking bedtime PJ’s that did it. Well lack of PJ’s anyway. He told himself he wouldn’t try to mindlink with her. But, once her scent and her arousal hit his nose, his entire body both the wolf and human side exploded with the need of her. To be near her. To know if he was the reason she was all hot and bothered. He didn’t know what he would do if he wasn’t the reason.She knew nothing about him or their bond. He couldn’t blame her if there was someone else. She was hot as fuck and how she didn’t have a million men and shifters chasing after her he didn’t know. But, once again he couldn’t get too ahead of himself because he didn’t know that either. He didn’t know anything about his
Elle’s POVElle didn’t know what to do, she couldn’t get the guy with the glowing blue eyes out of her system. Last night she had back to back steamy as fuck fantasies about a guy who only seemed to barley notice her. This was either something serious or she seriously needed to get laid. She had rubbed herself almost raw and came more then she ever had trying to find some relief but it never seemed to be enough to quench the thirst she was having.But, she didn’t have time to dwell on that. She woke up to a pretty pink piece of paper taped to her front door. They were getting evicted effectively at the end of the month if Elle didn’t come up with money and quickly. It seemed her landlord was tired of giving her that grace period she requested.Fuck.
Rains POVShe is possibly the cutest thing my wolf whispers to me through our mind link. I’m not really in control of my body or my actions right now, my wolf side is and he is in heaven. We can’t help it. The moment I caught her scent outside the club I had to rush in, I was already going to visit Max to ask him to come to a pack counsel meeting, but my mate was here and I had to be near her. Two showers this morning hadn’t melted my need for her.To see her in this low cut sexy as hell outfit has me salivating to lick those perfect tits. But, to have seen her with Max like that, all cozy whispering close, put me in a fucking rage. I immediately mind linked with him and demanded to know what the fuck he thought he was doing, he was the only one who knew Elle was my mate. Hell Elle didn’t even know what we are to each other. He let me kn
Elle’s POV: Chapter Six The Truth and Nothing ButMom was drunk again which was of no surprise but, it was the panic in between her slurred words that got me. She never panics about anything. Not even almost being evicted was she nervous. She is always so sure about everything. Not this time. As Elle stepped harder on the accelerator of her car she thought back to her mothers words. “Elle, they’ve found us.” “You need to stay away from the house.”Those words were a warning. Ron had found them. Two years ago now Elle had dragged her out of that horrible abusive relationship and just like magic she listened to her spirits about the house they were currently renting. It had popped up for rent at the perfect time. It became their sanctuary even if it was falling down, her mother wasn’t getting the shit beat out of her on a nightly basis a
Rain’s POV: She Belongs To Me:Rains POV: Rain had been thinking of Elle all day this mate bond was intense. He was really going to have to get a hold of himself. He had too much shit to do. As he pulled his motorcycle onto pack lands he mind linked with his Beta and his other members of his Alpha counsel. Letting them all know he was back and that it was time to reach out to the covens tonight to discuss the attacks. They needed to offer peace and protection especially if they were going to solve who was behind the attacks. Rain needed to pull out his most charming speech if he was going to be able to win the matriarch's approval. She was the witches leader. He really didn't understand the coven order but he'd respect it. Rain's mind wondered to the stories of his people and how they originally worked with the covens. There was a time long ago when witches and wolves worked together, witches would sometimes even find themselves mated to wolves through a gift of the moon goddess. B
Rain’s POV Continued.Me and my team made it to her just in time, as she was trying to escape whatever hell she had just gone through with what looked like her mother. But, god did this old hag smell different. My wolf began to stir and shake with fury underneath my skin trying to claw his way out of me to shift. I motioned to my team who had come with me to wait. I didn’t want to scare Elle after all and if I could smell that Elle’s mother was off so could they. Why didn’t Elle smell like her?When I saw her go down by the car I knew I had to get to her, my wolf moved my legs quicker then I could mentally keep up. I just had to get to her if anything happened before he could at least tell her what was between them he’d never be able to forgive himself. As I caught her under her arms and swept her up I couldn’t help but feel the tingles as our skin touched. I leaned towards her head inhaling her scent, “I’ve got you angel.” That was all I could say. Then suddenly I fel
Elle could hear faint whispers all around her and feet walking up and down and someone obnoxiously breathing quite loudly next to her. But what woke Ellie the most was the warmth and the tingles. Elle felt warm and tingly all over immediately. Her mouth started to salivate. She wanted to lick whoever it was that was making her feel this way all over their body; it became almost like an uncontrollable urge.But first Ellie you have to wake up. You have to open your eyes and have enough strength to get up from wherever you are. As her eyelids slowly opened reality or this strange version of it hit her. She remembered rushing to her house thinking she was saving her from a drunk Ron again. But, what exactly did she save her mother from? Her hands. She began to remember the glowing light that came from her hands. What did she need that power for again? It was right there Elle struggled to remember. Her m
Elle’s POV continued..Elle and Hilda made their way to the great room, the great room was filled with pictures of women that Aunt Hilda had always called sisters, some sisters came from far away and some were of blood relation. Each sister’s picture that hung on the wall had a saying in Latin underneath magicae nos servabit, “Magic will save us.” But, Elle never really understood what it meant exactly. Why had they needed saving in the first place? The great room was huge. Besides the portraits on the walls there were mini tables and chairs everywhere and a roaring fireplace in the middle of the room. When Elle was younger she had memories of sitting in front of that fireplace listening to stories from Aunt Hilda and the other sisters. Aunt Hilda would always help a sister out in need. This was a place you would go to when you were feeling lost and needing to find a way home. Aunt Hilda was giddy with Elle being there; she was stopping by every sister and introducing Elle. Normally