He had already swiftly shifted back into his human form.+Broad muscled flesh pushing me further into the damp earth with his weight.His hands continued ravishing my exposed body, his teeth gently grazing my skin as he planted kisses all over my sensitive skin. Each kiss he gave me stung a little. Literally stung.And the best part.He was stark naked.And very excited.His hand secretely slipped into my shorts and I tried to squeeze my legs together to deny him access.But he just laughed."Your body betrays you princess." He whispered in my ear.I wondered if for a moment I had unconsciously kissed him back, but I had not.I realised from the way he kissed me, held me all over and didn't just force himself on me at once.He was trying to get me to think that I was enjoying this, trying to make me think I want him. Want this.My body may be doing a whole lot of things right now, right from mild shivering to the rapid thumping of my heart, but aroused I was not.I couldn't let him ge

I stood up before I could register that I had even done it.I couldn't control myself.+I held unto the wall for support until I could stand on my own.My legs felt heavy, very heavy, like I was suddenly in a dream.I shakily walked up to him and I stopped two feet away from him and just stared. Stared at him.He's here?It's really him?I thought... I thought...Am I dreaming? Is he even real? Or am I hallucinating?I had to make sure he was real.I reached out a slightly hesitant hand and touched his chest (in a purely innocent way!) and breathed a sigh of relief when my hand didn't go through him.A tear slid down my cheek. And I kept thinking, 'He's not dead. He's alive. Here, with me'.He fought for me.I noticed the bruises all over his body and the deep gash on his abdomen which was healing but still very bloody.His eyes were still glowing but he looked tired.Tired and worn out.But he was still here.He fought. For me.With gentleness I wouldn't have thought him capable of,

There are a lot of emotions that a person should feel when they finally see their long lost family.I mean after about two years of not seeing my family I'm supposed to be ecstatic right?Overcome with a joyous feeling that surpasses all human understanding but that is directly connected to the mere bond that exists between family?+Wrong.I stood there shell shocked staring at them.For a moment I forgot myself and almost smiled at the sight of them.Almost.Hurt, rejection and disappointment flooded in all at once.I had to stop myself from having various flashbacks.Because they would only cause me to hurt more.But I decided to mask all these feelings with a cold glare.I couldn't let them get to me.I wouldn't.They looked far better than the last time I'd seen them.Well groomed and fed not a single solitary scratch on their faces.Impeccable, perfect little family.While I had to nurse both my external and internal wounds.That I acquired in pursuit of their freedom.What were

I turned around to look for Damon and I saw him standing at the edge of the river bank holding a large blue shirt and thankfully he had shorts on.Wait, how was he already out and dressed? Did he fly down or what?"C'mon it's late, we gotta get back now." He said holding out the shirt for me. I saw that there were blue shorts for me resting by his feet as wellI was currently in the middle of the river, almost completely submerged in the water, and he was at the edge.Was I supposed to come out all the way... naked?Hell no.He cocked an eyebrow and I stayed right were I was, swimming in the river. Which actually took a lot of strength since my feet couldn't touch the ground yet, I had to swim against the current just to stay at one place.I swam forward up until I could stand on my own two feet, but still deep enough for the water to cover me fully.Thankfully it was up to my collarbone. I stood there and moved not an inch further to retrieve the shirt.The river, being as wide as it

"Back where?" I tried to play it cool.I wasn't exactly sure of where I had gone to and if I even really went there in the first place. This could very well be a vivid dream. A very vivid one. With real life manifestations, I added as I thought about my palm.+He looked at me deadpan."I know for a fact that you didn't wake up at 4am for a quick morning jog," he rose a brow at me. "Unless you had another agenda."I tried not to be offended."I am very capable of waking up early to go jogging. You were the same person who told me I needed to shift more often, weren't you?"He regarded me silently. Trying to see if he should believe the unbelievable, that I had willingly gotten up at dawn to train, or that I went back to the place that had obviously rattled both of us last night. Which, right now in my right mind, doesn't sound so believable either.If he saw straight through my lie and diversion, he made no further comment about it.After a few more seconds of staring, he turned and le