Warring Twin Wolves

Chapter Twenty

Gabby’s POV: (cont.)

          I looked around the clearing.  I was in awe of its beauty and breathtaking view.  Danny put the blanket down, and gestured toward it.  He took a step closer to me but stopped and in a controlled voice, he said, “Listen, Gabby, I am extremely attracted to you.  I am offering you the driver’s seat right now.  I will do what you ask me to do, but you can control as much as you want of it”.  But then he lowered his voice even more, and he whispered, “But you need to ask for it, Gabby”.  

          I was speechless for a minute.  That was creepy and arousing at the same time.  I decided on our first action, “Let’s sit.  We can start out sitting next to each other, but not touching”.  We sat on the blanket and looked out at the view from up here.  It was all untouched still by civilization.  It was beautiful.  I laid my head on his shoulder.  He tensed up, but then I felt his muscles melt.  Can you tell me the first time you came here?  

          He took a breath, and explained to me how he was training one day in the woods.  His trainer, Buck, was also from the area, and took Danny to his spot.  He had asked his trainer why he was sharing things that were so sacred to him.  The trainer just smiled wistfully, and told Danny to take his mate here when he found her.  He said Buck told him that he had taken his own mate to that spot, but she was killed by rogues a year after he found her.  He was really busy before that and kept putting off taking her because he wanted to make it special, and thought he had the rest of his life to get to it.  She was killed before he got the chance to take her, and it was too painful for him to come here.  So he didn’t want such a beautiful enchanting place to go to waste, and decided Danny was going to be the beneficiary of sorts,  

          Well, whatever the reason, I was thrilled that this place was basically unknown as far as we knew, and I could enjoy alone time with him.  Wait…Why would I be so excited to be alone with him?  What the heck does my brain think is going to happen?  Romantic relationships are  different in the werewolf world compared to the human one.  Humans are never sure whether the one they are with is the one.  Werewolves are given a clear way that signals this person is your mate.  The one the Moon Goddess picked just for you.  No one knows how she makes these choices, but you can be sure of it by feeling the pull near the person, tingles shooting from the point of contact on the skin, an aromatic scent only you can scent, and your wolf tells you right away.  It says, “Mate”.  

          Since everything is made so clear from the beginning, relationships move at a super high rate of speed.  Some couples have marked each other and mated the same night they met.  Others take longer, but they usually are fully mated within a week.  The only relationships that take longer are ones where the werewolf is mated to a human.  The werewolf has to take things slowly.  That is even if that werewolf was able to convince the human to give him or her a chance.  Then there is the prickly business of telling the human about the existence of werewolves and the fact that they are indeed one.  

          As far as I was concerned, however, we were going to probably go the humanwerewolf speed, without the werewolf reveal, since we were both werewolves and were sure the other was real.  He would have to win my trust back.  Even while I am enjoying myself, I find myself unable to let myself fully take advantage of the happiness his company might provide.  I am trying to move forward, but the memory of him saying the rejection to my face and then leaving flashes through my mind.  Does this feeling ever go away?  I just know I will not be able to go through that horrible event again.  It would be much more painful if he decides to reject me again, owing to the fact the mate bond grows stronger the more time we spend together.  

          I must say, it felt so nice sitting here, inhaling his scent.  I decided to dip another toe into the pool, and test this even further.  “Um, y-you can put your arm around me, I me-mean if you want”, my voice came out tremulous and timid.  He looked down at me, I could tell because I could feel his warm breath on the top of my head.  I felt his arm go around me, and then his finger lifted my face to look in his eyes.  He smirked, and his eyes twinkled.  “Anything else, love?”, he practically purred.  My stomach clenched and I meekly responded, “No, thank you”.  That response was really dazzling, right?  NOT!  

          He was making me feel things I could not allow myself to experience yet.  I did not feel in control of myself completely.  I need to be able to make decisions that are well thought out with a clear head.  Although, as I look into his eyes and sense my heart beating, and my insides fluttering, I started to not care as much anymore.  NO! NO! NO!  I cannot let myself relax and invite him inside my heart.  Not yet.

          “You have a lot of emotions going on inside those eyes, Gabby.  I have never seen such turmoil going on inside of someone.  I’m sorry I am the cause for most of it.  I am sincere, though, you need not question it.  Just know that I don’t make a move until you give me the green light, okay?”, he mused, looking deep into my eyes, so deep it felt like he was looking into my soul.  I finally tore my eyes away and averted them elsewhere.  

          Danny pulled me more into his side, and I rested my head back into the crook between his shoulder and arm.  We fit together so well.  We sat there for quite a while, enjoying each other’s feel and company, while looking up at the stars.  I gathered up my courage for my last request of the night, “Danny, would you mind giving me a kiss?”.  He broke out into loud laughter.  I furrowed my brow at him, and asked, “What’s so funny?”.  He was still laughing and was trying to catch his breath, so it took him a few minutes to answer, “Oh baby, I’m sorry, I swear I am not laughing at you.  It’s just you’re acting like I will be doing you a favor by kissing you, when in actuality, it will be a moment for me to remember forever”.

          I watched him and he bent his head and leaned over until our lips met.  It was really nice.  He was being really gentle, and I leaned up a little to feel more pressure on my lips.  He chuckled, and kissed me a little more forcefully.  When I felt we had gone far enough, I took my hands and pushed both hands against his chest.  I got up, feeling kind of bad that I had cut the kiss.  If we had gone more passionate than we had gone already, then I didn’t want to regret it.  It was really hard dragging myself away from Danny, but I kept reminding myself it was necessary.

Danny’s POV: 

          I can feel her hesitance, especially when it involves touching me.  I ended up telling her that she was in charge, and I will not make a move toward her unless she asks.  I wasn’t making a false promise or anything, I was completely serious.  I could feel a great amount of distrust coming from her, so I wanted to put her in the driver’s seat to make her feel more empowered and that her boundaries are important as well.  She started off slowly.  She asked me to sit next to her while not touching.  Then she leaned her head over to lay on my shoulder, which surprised me, but I didn’t move a muscle because I didn’t want to scare her away.  When we had both relaxed, she suggested that I put my arm around her.  I was so surprised that I looked down at her.  I wanted to see her eyes, though.  Whomever said that the eyes are the window to the soul was not joking.  Still, I quickly obliged to her request, then I lifted her face so I could see her windows, and I saw an internal struggle happening.  She was fighting her own emotions with others.  Her fear and distrust were driving against her ability to show compassion and to love.  

          I asked her if she needed anything else, and she sounded like a scared little girl when she said, “No, thank you”.  I told her again that she was in the driver’s seat.  She looked right into my eyes again and then looked down.  I wanted to enjoy my time with her, so I pulled her more into my side.  We sat there soaking in each other’s presence for a long time, then I heard her ask something I wasn’t expecting, “Danny, would you mind giving me a kiss?”.  

          I found that question so funny because the idea of not wanting to kiss her was so ridiculous.  I wanted nothing more than to kiss her.  I wanted to do much more than that.  But as I told her, this is her show.  She will be doing me a favor just letting me be in her presence.  As I kissed her, I felt so much electricity going between our lips.  It was magical.  I felt like my mental state was getting a second wind.  Being with her is healing me.  Hopefully I can help heal her pain that she suffered.