Her Soul Bonded Mate

Chapter 9

Neffi, Neffi. Get up. I heard that same voice in my head say as I slowly flickered my eyes open.

“Where am I? Who are you?” I asked, as the sharp pain in the back of my head began taking hold of my body.

I’m someone who will protect you. I can’t get to you right now, but I promise when I do I will take you back with me. The voice said, sounding both angry and upset at my situation. The moment I heard those words, I opened my eyes and I popped up, instantly regretting that decision because that only made my head hurt worse.

“Thank God you’re awake,” Liam said, as he pulled me into his embrace, allowing me to get a great whiff of his cologne which was enough to sooth my nerves and make me forget about the voice I had heard earlier, that is if that voice was real and not a figment of my imagination.

“Where are we? What happened?” I asked, as I wrapped my arms around him and closed my eyes, enjoying the closeness.

“My room,” he said, as he released me and I laid my head on his shoulder. It was then that I noticed the room. It was almost an exact replica of mine, only it didn’t have a vanity, but there was a mirror on the closet door. The room itself was dimly lit and there was a bed a few feet away from us which was perfect for someone who had just been hit by whatever that thing was.

“What happened? How did we get here? Did you go to the police?” I asked, as I pushed back from him anxiety to know what happened back there.

“After you were knocked out, some people came and saved us. The moment I saw you, I picked you up and ran as fast as I could to the car, not looking back. I didn’t go to the police because I wasn’t sure what I should tell them. It’s one thing when there are a group of people but another when they are using animals to do it, and besides, I doubt they would be of any help anyway,” he said, sounding upset at what felt like himself.

“That’s true, but why were they after you? This is the second time in two nights that they came for you. I know you are not that kind of guy that goes around starting trouble, but…” I started.

“I honestly don’t know. But I did hear one of the guys say something about me looking like whoever they were after. I think it's a mistaken identity,” he said, in a way that sounded like a half lie, but at that moment I didn’t really care if it was true or not. Yes, I should have been upset and I probably should have walked out that room and avoided him; however, my legs wouldn’t move because my heart wouldn’t let it.

“Oh,” was the only thing I could think of to say at that time.

He held me closer then said, “If you want, we can investigate what happened.”

I shook my head, “I told you I know how this movie ends,” I reminded him.

“Are you sure? They could be the ones behind what happened to your parents,” he said, sounding determined to know; however, it didn’t feel as if he was truly interested. It almost felt like he was relieved that I didn’t want to look into it. Normally, that would have raised a red flag; however, as much as I was tempted to follow the clues, I was too messed up and tried to care.

“I’m sure. I just think you should be more careful when you go out,” I said, reminding him of another reason I didn’t want to investigate.

“I will,” he promised. “Let me take you back to your room,” he said.

I shook my head no, “I don’t want to go back to my room, can I sleep in here?” I asked. To be honest, I wasn’t really thinking about what spending the night with Liam meant, it was just me trying to stay as far away from Taylor as possible, at least for one day. I hadn’t spoken to her since I left and the last thing I needed was another lecture, especially after a night like the one I had.

“Sure, it’s not a problem. My roommate won't be back until tomorrow afternoon anyway, so you are welcome to sleep in my bed. I’ll take his,” he said, sounding like the perfect gentleman, which was another thing I found great about him.

“Okay, do you have a shirt I can sleep in? I don’t want to sleep in my clothes,” I said.

“Yeah,” he said, in this high pitched voice that I wasn’t used to, as he stood up and practically ran to his closet in search for the perfect shirt. I stared intensively at his back, watching his muscles flex as he searched for my shirt. My mind then started to race with thoughts of me rubbing my hands down said back while he pounded away inside of me. The moment that thought came, I shook my head trying to force it out.

“Stop it,” I told myself, suddenly feeling that pain in the back of my head again.

“Are you OK?” Liam asked, as he looked over at me with concern.

“I’m good, did you find me a shirt?” I asked, as I cleared my throat.

“Yeah,” he said as he walked over towards me and handed me a plain red shirt. “I’m going to go take a shower, I will be back in a minute. You can change when I leave.”

“ OK,” I said, feeling my heart pick up and my face flush at the mention of him saying he was headed for the shower. My initial thought was to ask if I could join him; however, I stopped myself before I could utter those words and said, “ OK,” because I wanted a relationship with Liam and the last thing I wanted was for him to think that I was easy.

He only smiled then headed out the door. I could feel my heart doing backflips as I began to undress, making sure to take as much time as possible to change from jeans and a shirt to just a T-shirt because I wanted him to walk in and see me changing. I wanted him to take the shirt, throw it, then push me on the bed so we could spend the rest of the night having s*x. The thought alone sent my heart in a spin, and I couldn’t help but laugh and smile like an i***t as I slowly undressed.

Suddenly, the door began to turn and as much as I was tempted to leave my shirt off, showing him my matching underwear, I couldn’t help but put it on, then flop on his bed because, A, I wasn’t sure if his roommate decided to come back early, and B I was terrified that he would regret bringing me here the moment he saw me naked. Not to mention, if we did end up having s*x, I would be so bad that he'd never want to talk to me again, thereby embarrassing myself and losing him forever.

“Liam, I knew you’d be lonely so…” Sam said, as she entered Liam’s room. All the color in her face drained the moment she saw me, while my stomach churned.

He said that they were no longer a thing, that she helped him out with something, but now, for some reason, she not only came to his room, but apparently had a key. I could feel the air around us tense up as my blood began to boil. I tried to put on a happy face because I was in his room on his bed and she had seen me; however, all I felt at that moment was rage and anger, mostly at myself for listening to him.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Sam asked, sounding like a pissed off girlfriend, which was funny considering that just a few hours earlier I had agreed to become Liam’s girlfriend.

“What does it look like?” I asked, fighting back the urge to jump across his bed and beat the hell out of her.

“It looks like you took a trip to the wrong room, get out,” she ordered, in what kind of sounded like a roar, and I could have sworn her eyes flicked, either that or I was hallucinating from the pain in my head.

“Why would I leave, when my BOYFRIEND told me that I could spend the night,” I said, putting emphasis on the word ‘boyfriend,’ both to piss her off and to put her in her place.

She let out a menacing laugh before reaching for me. I was ready to fight, only because she started it and I wasn’t the type of girl that lets anyone put their hands on me; however, before I could get in a lick, she was up against the wall and Liam was standing in front of her with both his hands on her shoulder. It was both the sexiest and most terrifying thing I had ever seen him do. “Were you just about to attack my girl?” He asked boldly and again my heart swooned.

He called me his girl. I thought, happily to myself.

“How can you choose her over me? We are different, you know that?” Sam whined, before Liam pushed her against the wall again.

“Exactly, that’s why. You’re different. You’re everything I don’t want, but Neffi is everything I do. I have no feelings for you except friendship,” Liam said in what sounded like code.

“You don’t mean that,” Sam said as tears rolled down her face. I would have felt sorry for her if I wasn’t too busy enjoying the compliments to care.

“I do. I really do. For now on, I want nothing to do with you. Thank you for your help, but if you come near me or what’s mine again, this won’t end well for you,” he warned as he released her.

She then fell to the floor and touched her shoulder, before standing up to leave. She then took one final look at me and said, “You will never be his true mate, you can’t, you’re not one of us,” before walking out the door, leaving me standing there confused.