The Broken Werewolves: The Guardian (LBGT+)

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Pinkie Promise

Due to Kieran's s****l innuendo comment, every time Dave looks at me with his beautiful and curious eyes, I can't help but think that it's impossible for me to get him home in one piece. Kieran's comment has been invading my head ever since Dave and I left the pack land, and that's like an hour ago yet the thought still doesn't fade away. Normally, I would just push the s****l thoughts away, but since Dave is involved, I can't help but to think more. I even got to the point that I was thinking, imagining that Dave was writhing beneath me, with my wolf taking over and taking him mercilessly.

Zane likes the image, and he keeps replaying the scene over and over again in our head. It makes me groan, knowing that sooner or later, while we stroll, Zane would replay the scene in my head, and there will be a huge tent in my pants and I can't afford Dave to see him. I can't let him think that I'm having a boner just because of him. Zane smirks, tongue lolling to the side, his face flashing the naughtiest expression I have ever seen in my whole life and I groan, which makes Dave to look at me. I just give him an awkward smile, flashing my teeth at him.

"Are you bored to stroll with me?" He suddenly says and halts to a stop, looking at me while his head is tilted to the side. My face contorts into a shock one, not expecting him to ask that question to me. I would never get bored of him, or tired of him, even though we're just strolling and not doing anything. I feel like this is a big step if I want to have a good relationship with me, and I do want to have a good relationship with me. We just need to build trust, a strong one, and a deep bond.

My head immediately shakes from left to right rapidly, making him see my point. He nods, pursing his lips and his eyes flash from the normal color to royal blue, an indication that Peitho is trying to take over, which is not good right now. Dave fights him for a couple of minutes before he looks at me with normal eyes. He groans. "Are you okay?"

He nods, but eventually shakes his head, his hair falling in between his eyes, as if he couldn't make out his mind, and he looks really adorable as he does so. "Actually, no. The wolf is trying to take over, screaming at me to not say anything bad at you. It's kind of funny to hear or see him acting funny. You must think I'm crazy."

Shaking my head as if I'm a kid not wanting to go home, I hold out his hand, which makes him look at me with an arched brow. I immediately let go before he becomes awkward towards me. I'm taking a huge step, so I must not take another one. "No, I don't think you're crazy." My heart flutters, realizing what he had just said to me. Peitho is scolding Dave to not say anything bad at me.

"Go tell him, Perry. Our mate, Dave, deserves to know the truth about us werewolves. This will make him understand our nature, and this way, he will understand how beautiful having a mate is." Zane whispers in my head, as if he's afraid that Dave and Peitho would hear what he's saying to me. We haven't bonded and mated yet, so it's impossible for them to hear what Zane is saying. Though that sounds amazing, I'll give Dave a lot of time. Zane groans at my choice, not siding with me with my own choice. Because let's face it, it's too much to handle for a mere human, though Dave is not human anymore. Well, he just happens to be a human with a wolf. He's a werewolf now, considering his Peitho is now his wolf. "Come on, Perry. Dave deserves to know every detail, and I can't wait to have him and Peitho in our arms. What about the 99 days deal? Shouldn't you be thinking of that? Time is running, and the 99 days are running out, and it's, like, what? 97 days left? Sometimes you are dumb, sometimes you are not, but right now I swear you're being dumb." This is the time that I just want to block him out, push him at the back of my head so I wouldn't hear his complaints, but I don't actually like doing that to my wolf. As much as it's tempting that sounds, I'm not going to do it. I have matured, my father has said to me, so I'm going to prove myself and to Zane that I have matured.

Realizing that Dave is still waiting for me, I cough awkwardly, looking over him to see a bench that is just underneath the big tree. We've been walking for about an hour now, Dave trying to take a deep breath as he has been in too much stress. I jerk my chin at the bench behind him and he looks over, his hair swaying as he turns his head behind. He nods at me, and begins walking to the direction of the bench. He slides in, me sitting beside him.

Dave is looking at me, expecting me to continue my answer. I guess he wants assurance from me that I'm believing every word he had said to me. I shake my head, thinking whether my wolf is right or not. Zane rolls his eyes at me. If he could flip me off using his paw, he would have done it a long time ago. "No, I don't think you're crazy, Dave. The wolf inside your head, his name is Peitho. And yes, I have actually met him."

Dave's eyes widen, as if I'm telling him an urban legend that has become true. He narrows his eyes me, starting to be suspicious. I roll my eyes at him and Zane chuckles. His lips pucker, his eyes widening as he realizes that I'm not actually pulling a joke on him. His mouth agape, jaw hanging wide as he blinks at me. I let out a chuckle, then he suddenly pouts at me. I want nothing but to pinch his cheeks. He looks really cute and everything. This is the time that I just want to tuck him in my side, not wanting to let him go. I want him every second beside me, and I wonder if there would be a time that I would get to do that with him. Of course, being my number one fan, Zane nods his head, licking his paw.

"You're serious?"

"Of course I am," I say and just I thought that his eyes couldn't get any wider.

He whispers. "How come?"

Mumbling under my breath, I scratch my cheek, looking anywhere but him. If I confess everything to him, then he'd think that I'm crazy. Plus, it's going to be shocking to him. He has known, probably, that werewolves only exist in books and fairy tales. But with Peitho in his head, there's a chance that he might accept things, our nature, and Peitho. Also, I'm not closing the possibility of him running away like a madman. It feels like if I tell him everything, he would lose his sanity and I don't want that t happen to him.

"Promise me you'd never run," I whisper, offering my pinkie to him. Though it seems childish of me, pinkie promise should be taken seriously. If I offer my pinkie, then that person should be honored because I'm trusting him. But this is Dave we're talking about. Even if he breaks the pinkie promise, I'm not going to hate him. He nods, scooting near beside me and once I feel his warmth presence, I immediately calm down. Dave has that effect on me, and I want to also have an effect on him, but as he nears me, my hope vanishes as his face doesn't give any hint that he's feeling what I'm feeling in my chest. "Pinkie promise." I offer my pinkie to him, which makes him look at it incredulously and I stifle a laugh.

Dave takes my pinkie finger with his, a sign that he agrees with the silent terms and conditions. He chuckles, and the sound of him laughing is so good in my ear that I thought of it as a song that has a very good melody. When our skin touches, I immediately feel the pull, and I'm just hoping that he feels the same. I stare at him with so much intensity that I lately realize that he's trying to pull his pinkie away from mine. I chuckle nervously, cursing under my breath.

"Now we did the pinkie promise," he begins, smiling brightly as me as he takes a deep breath. "You may now tell me everything. I promised that I would never run, didn't I?"

Nodding at him, I brace myself for the long story telling and I'm pretty sure Dave would have a headache after telling him everything.