HAZELIt's already the following day early in the morning and I'm leaving Ramon's Pack.This really makes me feel sick to my stomach because I already know in my heart what I want, I just have to decide if he's what I need.As the car travels, the landscape changes. So does the sky. The sunrise has just began, and it's purples and yellows catch my eyes. It astonishing. The uneasy feeling doesn't leave though, it only seems to multiply.I look at the man driving the car. His eyes are focused on the road, but occasionally I catch him glancing at me."You look so sad." He says, his voice isn't as deep as I had pictured it. I'm taken off guard by it, and I jump. Throughout the hours we have been in the car this is the first time he is saying anything.I suck in a deep breath. "Yeah, just a little." It was my offer that I had brought up to Ramon. I just didn't think it'd actually come into affect, or that I would be this upset about it."You only just got here, why are you leaving the univ
HAZEL"So, tell me all about it." Bertha says with a huge grin on her lips. I already know what she's talking about, and I let out a slow breath."Bertha," I say with an eye roll. I can't help myself but smile. "There isn't anything to tell-" I say, casually shrugging my shoulders but all I receive is a slap to the back of my head."I know there's a lot for you to tell. Spill. I want to know what it's like to live with the king and what you've been up to." She says. I watch her cross her legs and lean forward. She reminds me of a pre-teen, gossiping about her crush.I blow out a quiet breath. "I don't know, Bertha. There's a lot." I shrug. "Ramon is great and he's dark and mysterious, it's like he comes straight out of a mystery book. He's strong, and intimidating, yet so gentle." I silently think about him. I wonder what he's doing. Where he is. Is he thinking about me?Bertha's lips curl into a grin. "So, you did it?""Did what?""IT?" I knot my eyebrows and look at her like she's s
HAZELI wake up to a coolness being pressed against my forehead. Slowly, I open my eyes and look into the dark bedroom."Ramon?" I ask, tiredly lifting my head from my pillow. I must be dreaming. He is standing on the side of my bed, leaning over me. Slowly, he carefully climbs into bed beside me and pulls me against his chest. "Go back to sleep, baby doll." He sighs out."What are you doing here?" I ask, cupping his cheeks and propping myself up on my elbows. Ramon's fingers run over my shoulder and he sighs. "I missed you." I can hear the pain in his voice, and my heart aches to fix that.I slowly bring my lips to his, and inhale deeply when I feel the sparks ignite inside of my body. I missed him. So much. Ramon's hands draw me closer as they attach to my hips. I pull myself away from him and rest my head in the crook of his neck.The ache I've felt since the moment I had left has finally dissolved. It wasn't the ache one gets when you lose something you've had. It felt like I lost
HAZELBefore Ramon had showed up at my parents' kitchen table, I never really understood the pull of a mate bond. Mom had always described it as a magnet. She used to say that the two destined wolves will always be drawn to each other, even when they want nothing to do with each other.That's exactly how it feels when I think about Ramon. Even though we haven't completely finished the mating process, the bond is just like mom had described no doubt. I always have this constant need to want to be by his side, to touch him, to keep him going. Being around him is possibly the best feeling that I have ever experienced, and I don't want that to end."What's on your mind?" Ramon wonders, curling his fingers around my chin and tilting my face to look up at him. Our lips are only centimeters apart, and the warmth of his breath fans over my face. This is where I want to be forever under his touch. I momentarily suck in the feeling of him. The tingles that shoot through me when we just barely b
HAZELI wish Ramon would have at least pointed me in the direction of the TV room before he had left me so abruptly. A little girl runs past me in a hurry, her giggles hit my ears and I can't help but smile. She's adorable. I watch her pigtails bounce until she's out of sight and I'm alone again. "Are you lost?" A woman's voice brings me out of my little dream world. I momentarily wondered if Ramon and I happened to have kids, what would they look like? Would they look more like him or me? How many would there be?The woman before me clears her throat. Meeting her icy blue eyes, I raise my eyebrow. She stands taller than I do, but, who doesn't? Her face is littered in tiny freckles and her hair has the texture of a spiral in a shade of brown that I cannot describe. Her eyes wander over me, appearing to do exactly what I had done to her. She smells different. I can't exactly describe the smell of her, but it's intriguing me. "I-uh, well a little." I sigh defeated. She smiles at me and
HAZEL"What was the meeting all about?" I ask Ramon, curious as to what they were discussing. He looks over at me and gives me a glare. Clearly, he doesn't want to talk about what ever it is that they were discussing. I blow out an annoyed breath and buckle my seatbelt. I had held off from asking him until we were done eating. His eyes roam over my face quietly before he buckles his own seatbelt and turns on the car. Something is aggravating him, that, I can tell. His grip on the steering wheel tightens as he starts to drive. I chew on my bottom lip. "Will you at least tell me what's bothering you?" I ask so softly I cannot even feel it come out.Ramon glances at me and then turns to the road. "Are you not angry wth me?" He asks. It's obvious he has been beating himself up over what had happened. I mean, yeah, it did bother me, but Ramon didn't do anything or say anything, his wolf was just attracted to an unmarked female simply because he is yet to mark me. I quietly look at the way
RAMONMy fingers dig into the backs of Hazel's thighs. Her soft skin is set on fire, and the smell of her is absolutely intoxicating. I want her. All of her. My wolf is itching to claim her as his own, and show her exactly why she's mine. I'd like to bend her over every piece of furniture in this house, and so many other places.The strain in my pants is getting harder to ignore, and seeing her like this is making it worse. I shouldn't have waited this long. I should have claimed her the night I met her. Pressing my nose to her panties, I hear her take in a sharp breath, and it satisfies me. Hazel will never admit it, but she's afraid. I can see it in her eyes.My tongue darts out and wets my lips. Slowly, I trail my eyes up her body. I crave her. I desperately want to see her exposed and underneath me, baring herself to me. Our eyes lock, and I watch her tremble as I inch closer to where she's aching. The aroma she's putting off is enough to drive any man to his knees for her. I want
HAZELI wake up to the sound of the front door opening and shutting. I had ended up falling asleep on the couch while waiting for Ramon to come home. Standing to my feet, I tiredly head around the corner to the door, colliding into a rock hard chest."Hey baby," I say tiredly rubbing my eyes as he wraps his arms around me in a tight embrace. I hug him back and rest my head on his chest, loving the tingles that come with his touch. "Is everything alright?" I pull back and look into his eyes.A wave of relief washes over him as he looks me over. He looks completely sick with worry, and I wish I could read his mind, because I know he won't tell me everything that's wrong. Ramon gently caresses my cheek before pressing a soft kiss against my lips."Yeah, baby. It was just some rogues." He keeps his explanations short and sweet. inhale deeply and relish in the warmth of his breath fanning over my face. "Are you hurting?" He asks."No-" I shake my head, "I mean, I was but I took some medicin