Blood Right by T. H.

Chapter 5: Cannon

“You should probably go..” those words ring thru my mind as I sit on her bed, head in my hands. What am I doing? I want her, NO.. bI need her, but she doesn’t feel that same need for me. I’ve waited so long for her to come to me and I can’t mess this up.. She has been my destined mate since I was a pup, my mother has always told me stories of her best friend Mariella and her beautiful baby girl, my future Luna, my mate. She said when we met, the world would stand still and those around us would feel our power and love as we became one. She was right, I felt the air leave my lungs when I saw her bent in the hallway with Kate, I had no words to describe the aching in my chest or the overwhelming need to take her into my arms, and it hurt me to walk away from her that day. Knowing what I need to do, I take a deep breath and walk toward the bathroom door, leaning my head on the door frame, I knock. Knock.. knock.. knock.. But I hear nothing but silence and the running water from the shower. I let out a big sigh and think of what I can say, but nothing comes to mind. Maybe she’s right, maybe I should go. Turning to pick up my coat from the floor, I hear her, “Don’t go!” She yells, as something falls and breaks in the bathroom. I start to open the door but it flies open before I can reach it. “I heard you, I felt you leaving, please don’t.. leave.” She says, trying to catch her breath, still dripping wet from the shower, stares at me, like a painter staring at a blank canvas, imagining the possibilities. “Do you.. need a towel?” I ask, with a devilish grin on my face, looking her up and down, admiring the sight before me. Looking down she realizes she’s naked and grabs my coat from my hands to cover up. “There’s glass on the floor, I knocked a candle off the shelf when I got.. ran.. out of the shower. Sorry about that..” She says with a shy smile. Looking down at the carpet she says “please, don’t go, not like this anyway. If you want to leave then leave, but promise to see me tomorrow. Promise that if we are mates like you say, that you’ll want ONLY for me all your tomorrow’s. Promise you won’t want me for a night and bring someone else into your bed the next. If this is as you say it is, then I want all your days, all your nights and all your tomorrows to myself.” I move to her, pulling her chin up, forcing her gaze to meet mine. Staring into her green eyes, i say “If you accept me as your mate, all my moments, all my today’s and tomorrow’s will yours.” I take her hand in mine and press it to my lips, kissing it gently. “Accepting me as your mate will come with its challenges though.. you’ll be my Luna and help me lead this pack. You’ll have duties and expectations just as I do, and you’ll be expected to live here with me. That’s asking a lot of you when you have your own kingdom to run, and your home that you love.” I kiss her hand again.. Still holding her gaze. “Do I need to decide now?” She asks, and pain shoots thru my chest, but I know she needs time so I don’t show her my pain. “No, you don’t need to decide today. But the last day of the gathering, I’ll be named as the Alpha of our pack, and I’d hoped to have you named as Luna, at my side.” “I need time for all this to sink in, and to make rational decisions about my place here and my place in Demadie.” She says, and I nod in understanding. “Would you like me to help train you tomorrow?” I ask, trying to lighten the mood some. “Help me train with what?” She asks. “You are half lycan and you should learn some of your lycan abilities darling. In case you choose to be stuck with me for eternity.” I say with a wink. Her eyes light up and for the first time, and I see a beautiful smile cross her lips. Her emerald green eyes gleam with specks of gold and blue, and I hope to see this look on her face all the time, hoping she stays with me.. “yes!” She says, as she gently squeezes past me, careful not to run against my chest. I had forgotten she was still standing in her towel, he long white hair now dry and frizzed. She opened her single suitcase and rummaged thru it for clothes, not liking anything she finds, but she settles on a long sleep shirt and asks me to turn around, which I do. “Darling” I say, still facing away from her, “if I stay with you tonight, where will I sleep?” I hear her pause from behind me, “You can turn around now,” she says. As I turn to face her I take a moment to stare at her again . Her long grey tshirt that barely covers her mid thigh, her long beautiful pale legs left bare before me. Her shirt must have been old, it was so thin that I could see her n*****s pushing proudly thru the front of it. Her long hair must have still been wet as it’s left water Mark’s on the shoulders and breasts of the shirt.. staring at her like this makes my c**k twitch in my shorts and I think of the many ways I’d have her in bed beneath me. “Cannon” she says, jerking me out of my lustful gaze, “You could sleep with me if you want, but only sleep.” She says firmly. Damnit.. I wanted her, wanted to feel myself inside of her, marking her and igniting our mating bond, but I could wait. The wolf inside me, panting and clawing to emerge and take her, but I calm him down as she lays in the bed and I slip in behind her. “Can I hold you?” I ask hesitantly, hoping she would let me. “That’s fine” she says and wraps my arm over her side. I slide my other arm under her pillow to support her head and pull her back into me, wrapping my other arm around her waist in a firm hold. She stiffens at my movements but relaxes into my arms and drifts off to sleep. I lay awake taking in her scent and the feel of her laying next to me, knowing I have waited years to feel this very moment and I could wait longer if she needed me to. I send a mind link my father to let him know of the nights events and that I was staying with Elizabeth to watch over her. He understands and wants to have a meeting with our security and the Beta and Gamma tomorrow to discuss the situation and the potential threats we will face for having her as my mate. I tell him I love him and wish him a good night, he does the same and we close the link. Snuggling my face into her hair I emerge myself in her scent, lavender and vanilla, a deliciously calming combination and it eases me into my own slumber.