Chapter Seventeen

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Some time through the night a pair of arms encircles me and holds me tight. I felt safe and warm cacooned in they're embrace. When I wake. I'm alone so its obvious I must of been dreaming. Maybe a bit of wishful thinking on my part. A knock at the door interrupts my morning ritual. So I quickly magic myself dressed and go to answer it. "Mi'lady I've come to escort you to breakfast then the gym." Eric is stood just away from the door in a courtly bow. I can't help but laugh. After everything that he told me about himself yesterday. I'm so thankful he's able to joke around with me. We slowly make our way to get our breakfast passing people along the way. No one speaks or even looks at me as we walk. It's so very weird. I make a mental note to ask Emmie. No point asking Eric as he looks just a clueless as me. We go in an end up at our previous table, everyone gives us a wide birth. The whispers start as soon as we sit down. I can see Megan just across the room she is still as beautiful as yesterday and seems to have the attention of the whole group she's sitting with. She catches me looking and a glint comes in her eyes. She points at me says something to the blonde copy sitting next to her and they both laugh. "Don't mind her." Eric had caught the exchange and tries to cheer me up. "she thinks she's all that when really she's only known because shes trying to sleep her way to the top. She nearly did with the alpha, but he caught her trying it on with his brother." Okay maybe he does know somethings. "the blonde sitting next to her that's kirsty. She was the one who found me." he blushes while he says that and the way he looks at her I can tell he has feelings for her beyond gratitude. "have you asked her out? I can tell you like her, and by the coy little looks she's giving you I think the feeling is mutual." "I doubt that, you didn't see the look she gave us when we came in." I shrugged my shoulders. It's not up to me to interfere or sort out someone else's love life. My own is pretty messed up anyway. I really needed to sort everything out. " my sister would love all this, and she'd love you too. She's always been into all this paranormal stuff. She'd be asking you question after question, and she has always been good at giving advice. She seemed to know everything."He said. I let him get away with the change in subject and asked. " You have a sister? older or younger? Do you keep in touch? " " she's 19 months older than me. I should say we are step siblings. Her dad and my mam. But we've always been close. I haven't seen her since I was changed, but I'm hoping to find her now I'm here. " he says wistfully. He bumps my shoulder with his and gives me a small smile," You remind me of her you know. I don't mean you look alike just that you both have this way about you. You both have the same sort of air about you. Like you'll always fight for whats right, even to great cost for yourself. I miss her." I place my hand on his and lean in close. "if I can do anything to help, let me know." and I mean it from the bottom of my heart. Maybe this is why we chiqued so quick and became friends. He hugs me. The whole room goes quiet. A growl slowly echoes around the room. We break apart and look around. The alpha is stood in the doorway staring straight at Eric with murder in his eyes. He gives me a fleating glance, then all his attention returns to Eric. Who takes a very audible gulp and gets to the floor. The alpha starts stalking forward, all grace, but cold and deadly. Every step he takes forward, something inside me screams danger, predator and for me to run. But I can't do that he'll hurt Eric, and Eric had done nothing wrong except be my friend. He's hurt Urban I wasn't about to let him hurt anyone else. I stood up in front of Eric and got into a fighters stance. The alpha stopped dead in his tracks and put all his attention on me. He c****d an eyebrow at me and smirked. I wanted to so wipe that look from his face. The room was completely hushed, everyone silently watching our exchange with baited breath. All looked hungry, for what I don't know but they could all smell that something was going to happen. "You are not touching my friend. Not this time. You've kidnapped me twice. You locked me up, actually I'm still locked up. You tell me I'm your mate then promptly try to avoid me at all costs. Now I make a friend and you want to what, hurt him? Kill him? Well you'll have to go through me first. " I yell at him. I have know idea where that little outburst comes from but I'm not sorry I said it. Maybe I should ask about the tattoo now but the laugh that bursts out of him shocks me into silence. I didn't see him move but the next thing I know I'm over his shoulder and staring at his wonderful butt up close and personal. All I want to do is move forward and give it a little nip, or maybe a little pinch. What am I thinking, it must be the blood rushing to my head. I mean I'm not even struggling, my body is just happy to be this close to him. He turns and walks out of the room not even paying attention to anyone or anything. I'm still firmly over his shoulder, his hand firmly fixed on my ass.
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