The Werewolf Lottery

CHAPTER 8: Rejecting him - PART 2

EMBERLYNN'S POV:

I held his hand tighter as I absorbed what he had just said. He was right, of course, we could never be together.

Trying to appear brave, I put the fingers of my free hand underneath his chin and tilted his face up until I was looking into his eyes. Both of us were holding back tears despite them being ready to brim over at any moment, but I had to say my piece before I let myself get consumed by my emotions.

"Hello, Garfield. It is very nice to finally meet you properly. Under different circumstances, I would love nothing more than to have you by my side for all eternity. In many ways you are exactly the man I always dreamed I would find. Kind and considerate, loving and brave and though it embarrasses me to admit it, you are the most beautiful person I have ever laid my eyes on. Please tell me, what time must you leave today?" I said calmly despite the raging storm inside.

Although I hadn't much considered his reaction to what I had just said due to my desire to get out my words as clearly and calmly as possible, it was clear it had only intensified the sorry he felt inside, as his tears, which had been threatening to escape, slowly started to fall down his cheek.

"I must leave at 7PM before the last shuttle leaves for the human village." he almost whispered, clearly trying not to let his emotions get the better of him. He was clearly an incredibly sensitive person, which only made me crave him all the more.

"Please spend the day with me before I must reject you. Allow me one day with the man the moon goddess had intended for me." I pleaded with him.

"Emberlynn..." He gruffly whispered, his voice full of emotion. "Please, consider what you are asking of me. In my heart, I know I will say yes, because, of course I want to spend all of my time with you. I want to spend my life with you, but do you not think this will make things much harder later?"

Whilst his words did make a lot of sense, I couldn't quite bring myself to think about that at this moment. All I could think about was him, and I wanted nothing more than to spend all the time I could with him before he must leave.

With a new brave streak running through me, I pulled him forwards and smashed my lips against his. Completely surprised by my actions, it took him a moment to respond, but as soon as he did, he met my passion with as much ferocity as was physically possible.

Our mouths frantically moving in rhythm with each other, his tongue traced my lips, begging to be granted entry to my mouth and with an animalistic groan of pleasure, I gladly granted his wish. My hands sifted into his curly hair at the nap of his neck, pulling him closer to me as if that were even physically possible.

As if a bucket of water had been thrown over us, we were jolted apart when we heard someone clearing their throat only steps away from us. Looking at the person who had just interrupted us, my face flushed with embarrassment. How had we forgotten about Garfield's friend, who was seated on a nearby bench. Too embarrassed to hold his gaze, I buried my face in the crook of Garfield's neck.

"Umm Garf, it looks like you don't need me at the moment, so I guess I will take off. I will be there to see you off later dude." Mick said awkwardly whilst scratching the back of his neck. Hearing his footsteps getting further away, I slowly moved my face to look up into Garfield's before we both broke out into laughter.

I had never really been interested in boys or dating, and so this was all new to me, and from the look on his face, I could tell this was all new to him too.

Garfield leaned down and slowly pecked my lips once more whilst stroking my hair softly.

"I would love nothing more than to spend a day with you as my mate, even if it is just one day." He whispered sweetly against my lips.

I smiled joyfully in response, my lips curling against his as I did. I kissed him once more, lightly, this time and stood up from the bench, pulling him up with me by his hand.

"It's a lovely day, why don't we head to the pack beach?" I asked, looking up into his eyes that had not once left my face. One thing was certain, saying goodbye to this man was going to be the hardest thing I would ever do.

He simply nodded in approval and, hand in hand, we started to make our way towards the west of the town where the pack beach was. The sun was shining high in the sky and the birds were singing so serenly, that walking through the pack lands hand in hand with my mate right now felt so perfect. If only we could have this forever.

As we approached the beach, I guided us to a more private section of the beach which was near the rock pools. This has always been my favorite spot in the whole pack lands since I was a little girl. We sat down on the soft sand near the rock pools, and I started to tell Garfield about the times I would come here as a child and pretend I was a mermaid, splashing in the rock pools. He laughed heartily at my stories, telling me about his own experiences in this very same spot, pretending he was a piror on the lookout for mermaids in the seas. In a way, it was kind of funny that, in the end, the pirate found his mermaid.

Lying back on the sand, I propped myself up on my elbow, so that I could see his face clearly.

"Garfield, can I ask you something?" I asked nervously.

"Anything, you can ask me anything, my beauty." He replied

"I know you don't feel the bond like I do, but I would like to know how you feel about me." I spoke shyly.

"I don't really know how it feels for you, with you having your wolf, but I imagine it feels similar to what I feel, but more intense. Although I don't know how that could be, since I feel like you own my heart already. I didn't even know it was possible to feel this strongly for another person. I am so completely and entirely drawn to you that I feel like I could never be whole without you. I know that probably sounds very dramatic and full on, but that is truly how I feel." He blushed an adorable shade of red at this admission.

"Oh Garfield, I feel exactly the same!" Joy filled my whole heart. "Umm, so I just want you to know before I say what I want to say next. This is something I have never done before." I was fidgeting with my hands whilst speaking, but when I looked up, I could see him looking at me with a slightly confused expression.

"I would like you, my true mate, to be the first man I am ever intimate with. I know it is a lot to ask, and I know we have only just met really, and I will understand if you want to say no, but we don't have all the time together that we should have. We should've had a lifetime together, but this may be the only chance we get. So I guess what I am asking is, would you make love to me?" I can feel my cheeks beet red, but as I look over at Garfield, his eyes only contain love.