A Grimms Fate

Chaper 12 - Fun and games

POV - Bjorn

The pack house was busy, many Omegas rushing around, busy with their day to day chores. I had to catch one as I practically ran her over " Alpha Bjorn! I am so sorry" she started, not making eye contact. "not to worry Amanda, the fault is mine. Tell me, have you seen our guest, Ryan?" she looked up at me now, and nodded. "Yes Alpha, she is in the kitchen with a I do not recognize, I think he is part of Alpha Sameth's guard." she continued. I could feel how my temperature started rising, just the thought of Ryan alone with another male, I could feel how the jealousy started to grow inside of me. "Thank you Amanda." I said as I continued toward the kitchen.

There she was, looking as perfect as ever. She was wearing a grey sheer high waisted, loose flowing shorts, which looked like a skirt, and a black crop t-shirt, with an image of a popular human rock band on the front. she was leaning over the counter, opposide the male wolf, which caused her shorts to hike up and reveal a small glimpse of her ass. Her hair was in a high messy ponytail. Just looking at her made my imagination run wild, Zion was practically panting. I watched her as she spoke and laughed with the man in front of her. A deep growl started vibrating in my chest. He can be glad there was a marble kitchen island between them, or I would have ripped his throat out without thinking twice.

He noticed me first, and immediately straightened, plastering a serious look on his face. Ryan's laughing died down as she noticed his stance changing. She followed his gaze and her eyes met mine. I was leaning against the door frame, with my arms crossed, looking at her, our eyes never once breaking contact. The male werewolf stood up and held his had out in greeting. "Alpha Bjorn, my apologies, where are my manners. My name is Ridge.. I'm.. " I broke our staring contest and looked at the man, now infront of me, his hand still stretched out. I looked down at his hand, my arms still crossed, refusing to take it. " Ryan, may I have a moment, alone" I looked at her now, her face scolding and her hand resting on her hip. "if you must" she answered. There was anger in her voice, as well as embarrassment. Did she feel embarrassed by my reaction to this man? Why did she care what he thought? Did she have feeling for this man? The last thought sent Zion into a fit of rage, if I didn't have as much control over him as I did, he would have certainly come forth to rip this man's head off. " If you don't mind" I continued, trying to sound gentle, but failing. "Fine, Ridge, could you.." she was looking at him and smiling. Ridge simply nodded and walked passed me, walking out of the kitchen.

"So, how can I help you Alpha?" She said my rank name so sarcastically, made me flinch a little. If it were any other person, wolf or not, there would be severe consequences, but strangely enough, her bad attitude only made me want her more. "What are you doing?" I asked her, sternly, trying my out most best to suppress a growl. The look she gave me told me I was about to get my ass handed to me. "What am I doing? What are You doing?! storming in here like a jealous boyfriend!" She throws up her hands and huffs before continuing. "You haven't spoken to me in weeks Bjorn, we avoid each other, I have barely seen you! You tell me I'm your mate and then you make as if I do not exist? You do not have the right to burst in here, acting like I'm yours, you haven't earned that right!" she finished, her words imprinting onto my immortal soul, cutting like a knife. Rage set in and I rushed towards her, standing in front of her. My action startled her a little, as her breath hitched in her throat. I spoke low, my voice deep, towering over her, her green eyes looking up at me. Our faces inches from each other. "you think this is easy for me? you think this is how I'd wanted this to go? I want nothing more than to constantly be around you. You are intoxicating, and I'd like nothing more than to consume you completely, but I cannot." Her eyes softened, she licked her lips nervously. "Then why don't you" she whispered, her eyes briefly shot to my lips before meeting my eyes once more. I wanted nothing more than to kiss her, to taste her, but I knew that I would not be able to, not yet. I would not be able to stop. I inched forward, our lips grazing. "I cannot" I whispered before moving away from her. "Please, for my sake, just.. try not to attract the attention of other men, especially those I do not know. It's still my responsibility to keep you safe." I said as I walked towards the door making my exit. "screw you! I will do what I want!" she spat out, I could hear that I had wounded her. I paused slightly, then left without a response or even looking at her. I went up to my room and closed the door behind me. I growled in anger and frustration. punching a hole in the wall, next to the door frame 'you should not push her away! she might never come to us now' Zion shouted at me as he paced in the back of my mind. 'Leave it be Zion, it is different with her, we have to take it slow, it is better for her.' He laughed, it was dark and sarcastic, I knew he did not laugh with joy, he was anything but amused. 'Better for her, or better for you? she seemed perfectly fine with having us so close, she wanted us to kiss her, you pulled away! Face is Bjorn, you are afraid, for to love her is to accept that you would one day loose her, for your immortality would force you to watch her slip from this world, you, forever frozen in the pain of loosing your mate' Without waiting for my response, Zion slipped into the back of my mind. I walked over to the window, watching the wind blow through the trees, the sky had turned grey again and the heavens were ready to burst.

I pinched the bridge of my nose as I replayed Zions words in my head. He was right, I was afraid to love her, because I knew that I would loose her. Loving her would be the most painful decision of my life, I'd much rather prefer death, which is impossible.