The Mate Of The Half-Blood.

Chapter 2

Amongst the leaves.

-Nate-

Running through the bushes I feel my powerful muscles move and the breeze ruffle my fur, throughout my life I’ve always been called a freak, an abomination I shouldn’t have survived yet here I am. Running, I am running my pent-up energy off, the woods I am in are next to the cliffs that overlook the sea. I want someone to call my own someone that will know me for me and not what they think of me... I did nothing wrong it is not my fault that my parents were together, and that I became something that is unheard of.

 It is unfair to make me feel like I am inferior to a normal wolf “WE ARE NOT”, my wolf Fenrir agrees with me as we run faster, waves of anger bite at my stomach. Usually when I run It feels like the faster, I run the more anger and frustration is released, however, today seems to be one of those days where no matter how fast or how far I run the mockery and the betrayal of my so-called “pack” haunts me.

 I stop to rest feeling the bitterness swell in my stomach I do not want to stop I want to keep going, my anger is restless and needs to be released, Fenrir, however, is insisting I should rest in the trees near an opening not too far away from here, I find this unusual normally he would allow me to keep running knowing that I need the release in order to feel somewhat normal. I shrug off the feeling of frustration and hurt and start heading towards the area that he had suggested, my mind keeps churning over the remnants of the day, “will you stop moping about it and listen to what I am saying to you” Fenrir snaps, “what, what is it Fenrir?” I snap back, I have no patience today my anger is unforgiving.

 I can feel his temper flare as his frustration peaks this is confusing to me as he is the one that usually keeps me calm in these types of situations. I become restless myself trying to understand why he is acting this way; he becomes even more restless and starts pacing around in my head I try to calm him by forcing the activities of today away, but he is still pacing. I begin to question him when he growls “sniff the air and see...” I raise my muzzle to the sky and take in a lung full of air, a sweet smell of Honey and Vanilla hit’s my nose drawing me towards it, I edged closer to the smell but I come too close to the edge of the forest, I become conscious of the fact that I am still in wolf form whatever the smell is it isn’t bad.

Changing back into my human form, I pull on the clothes that I carry in a messenger bag it fits around my neck like a necklace it is ok, but it is a bit snug, I made the shoulder strap longer by fastening a long belt to the side of it, so far it works. Standing amongst the leaves along the edge of cover I sniff the air once more what a wonderful scent it is I just can’t get enough of it, that’s when I see her, she is sat facing the water her beautiful face glowing in the last light of the day she has her eyes closed and breathing a calming rhythm, her hair is swaying with the breeze from the sea almost like the breeze is playing with it making me slightly jealous.

 I scoff at myself I’m jealous of the breeze, why am I jealous of an inanimate object? It makes no sense. Watching her hair flow in the wind makes me want to tangle my hands in it and run my fingers along her jaw that is glowing in the sunlight and kiss her until she cannot bear to be without me. Before I knew it I had moved out from the shelter of the canopy of trees and stepped into the clearing, her eyes open my heart thumps as I see the colour of them my breath catches as she stands staring at the waves crashing below her however she doesn’t seem to see it she hasn’t moved much since I first saw her which means that she probably didn’t hear me.

 She is most probably so taken in by the view I can honestly say that I am. I can feel Fenrir’s contentment from just looking at her, she was still sat there looking so serene like she was in her own little world warming her face in the sun, I couldn’t help myself I had to say something “hello, beautiful” I purred into her ear why did I purr and when did I get so close to her? I have no idea she seemed to have that kind of effect on me.

She turned around and looked into my eyes my heart stuttered up close she had the most hypnotizing violet yes; I have ever seen. She had slightly crouched and had her guard up which made my heart leap again. Fenrir was howling at how beautiful she looked and pleased that she was guarded, “look at her look how beautiful she is my...” before he could finish that sentence, she had opened her beautiful mouth, “why did you do that?” she demanded with a pout, her bottom lip jutted out ever so slightly causing me to let out a chuckle and couldn’t help it. I kept my distance and looked her over the smell of her was so enticing her arousal had my head spinning and the way she carried herself it was like she could rip your throat out without you realizing it this was a real turn on.

 My eyes roamed over her shapely body, she had curves to die for, I focused on her pert breasts and watched her n*****s stiffen under my gaze I let my eyes wander further south before looking at her face where I was greeted with the most radiant flushed face. “Well?” she asked my gaze moved to her lips where I they seemed to mesmerize me their pink softness drew me in, moving closer I look from her eyes to her lips it’s almost like something is calling me towards her, her beautiful mouth is slightly open, her breasts are heaving with every breath she takes and the stronger the scent of her gets, those stunning eyes are shining begging me to take her, she closes her eyes to blink and I mourn for the loss of not being able to see the beauty of them for a little longer.

I brush the stray strands of wayward hair that fell onto her face my want present in my actions, I’m closer now, her scent is everywhere I cannot resist any longer, I want those lips, I need those lips, so I take them, pressing my lips to hers with a hunger that cannot be sated. She is shocked at first, but I can feel her relax and reciprocate, she pushes her body closer to mine her breasts push against my chest causing me to want even more and deepen the kiss, I can feel she also wants more but she is fighting it.

Electricity zips through my body where she is pressed against me, I nibble at her lower lip teasing her delicate lips, I plead with moon goddess that she grants me access, I need access to that beautiful mouth. She softens allowing me to enter, our tongues meld together she tastes sweet like vanilla which makes me crave more I can feel a groan start in my core but suppress it not wanting to let her know how much she is turning me on.

I explore her body by moving my hands along her arms and move towards her delicate face and I play with her hair that teased me just like the wind earlier still not believing that such a person exists she feels like she was always meant to be with me, she fits so perfect in my arms and feels like she is part of me I caress her cheek with my thumb trying to remember every single detail of this encounter.

We part but not because I wanted to but because we needed to, with both stand there both of our foreheads together panting for breath with each exhale she takes brushing again my face making me yearn for more. I look into those entrancing eyes once more getting lost in the soul that feels so familiar but also strange.

Suddenly there is a rustle coming from the forest they are behind me but at some distance however, not that far away, I need to do something. I immediately face the direction and listen for how many footfalls I can hear I instinctively push her behind me, I must protect her she is mine. I have no idea where the possessiveness is coming from as I don’t usually have any possessiveness towards anything if I did it would only be taken from me later.

 The rustles becomes closer I need to leave her to draw them away from her I didn’t want to believe that they would follow me on my run, it was the only bit of solace that I got and this is not on their territory so why follow me at all, isn’t it enough that the stripped me of any kind of pack level I am lower than an Omega an OUTCAST the took everything from me when they killed my parents I was only 6 when they stuck me in the dungeon for a grueling year making me feel like I was worthless, an evil being and not worth the gruel that they forced me to eat once a day.

After they had broken me and gotten all that they needed from me they left me to fend for myself in a dingy little hut on the outskirts of the territory, not allowing me to leave and not allowing me to attend any kind of contact with the pack, now they wish to torment me further by hounding me, every damn day of my life searching me out every day making sure that I know my place.

I run into the darkness of the forest to get them away from her, it pains me, and I immediately regret leaving her behind, but I must… I must protect her.