Secrets kept hidden

Chapter 9

Chris p.o.v

I charge down the stairs to the second level, Naveahs screams becoming more frantic with each passing second. She flies past me running for her life screaming. My mother holding Ruth to calm her frozen from fear. The smell of Naveahs fear is crippling me but I manage to chase after her, just managing to grab a hold of her before she tumbled down the stairs to the lower level. I lower myself and her gently to the ground, wrapping my arms and legs around her “HOLD HER!” Clarky roars as he pushes forward taking control. “Shh, it’s just me petal, I got you, your safe.” Clarky whispering in her ear, rocking back and forth, trying to comfort her through this nightmares she appears trapped in. She stops fighting her body going stiff against me, before she starts breathing again. Nuzzling her face into me, my scent calming her. Clarky senses her heart rate and breathing returning to normal and gives me back control. I summon Ruth to come take her back to bed. Last thing she needs is to wake up pinned against me and fear take over again. Just as I start handing her to ruth, she grabs ahold of my top. “Please don’t leave me Clarky.” She cries tears streaming down her face. That’s when I see it. Her eyes no longer he usral deep chocolate brown, but replaced with a beautiful sparkling Ivey blue pair. “Missa” I whisper. “Told you she was beautiful.” Clarky says smuggly returning to the back of my mind to rest. I smile he was right. “It’s ok I got her, you go and get some rest.” I tell ruth cupping her cheek in my hand. “Will she be ok?” She asks pushing hair off Naveahs face gently. “Perfect” I smile looking at Naveah asleep in my arms. Ruth nods and head off back to bed. I carry Naveah back up to my room and gently place her on my bed, sliding in behind her I pull her to me tightly, watching her peacefully sleep. I slowly start falling asleep a purring sound emanates from my chest. Naveah wiggles round burying her face into my chest and we sleep the rest of the night away.

Naveah p.o.v

I hear the birds cheeping outside the window as I wake up. Stretching my body to wake it up I feel an arm wrap round me. I turn over and see Chris. “OMG! We didn’t did we?” I gasp. “No. Why am I not sexy enough for you?” He asks. A big cheesy grin on his face, eyebrows wiggling. God forgive me for saying this but Jesus Christ he is definitely sexy enough. The things I would like to do to him. I shake my head wafting the thoughts away. “Well…” he says. I giggle. “It’s not that it’s just…” I pause and sigh. “I’ve never done it before so I would want to be able to remember my first time.” Chris stares at me. “Yeah I know what you thinking… what a loser. 18 and she hasn’t even had sex.” I say in a silly voice trying to climb out of bed to hide my embarrassment. Chris pulls me back down on the bed, climbing on top of me, separating my legs with his knees. He presses his head to mine, our noses touching. “Oh sweet thing, you have no idea how horny your innocence makes me” he moans the words before his lips crash against mine. The kiss deepening, a moan escapes my lips as I arch my back pushing myself against his hard shaft, his boxers now soaked from my wetness. “So wet sweet thing, so needy.” He pushes his shaft against my c**t, pinning me back to bed. Whilst thrusting slowly against my c**t he continues to whisper; “Do you need me Naveah? Do you chose me Naveah? Do you want me Naveah? Do you trust me Naveah? Do you love me Naveah?” I nod my head to his question moans leaving my mouth as I meet his thrusting rhythm. “Then tell me.” He growls into my neck. Missa pushes forward. “Mark me” she growls at him. His canines sinking into my neck. I close my eyes.

Clarky p.o.v

“Mark me.” The words I will never forget. I don’t my canines into her neck, gently pushing my c**k inside her, taking her innocence, her pleasure, her pain, her fears, every emotion and feeling she has ever had. Leaving her this memory to cherish forever. Suddenly… *******

“SHES GONE!” I roar. Where is she I repeat, spinning in circles smashing the room up, tearing the bed apart. I change full shift smashing through doors searching high and low for my mate. “I CANT SMELL HER! WHERE IS SHE?” My anger shaking the whole building. I see my mother running down the stairs. Her silk dressing gown flowing behind her. Her palm up facing me. “Calm Clarky, mothers here.” Her soft voice ringing in my ears. “She is gone mother, I can’t find her” I whimper slowly walking towards her. She sits on the floor patting her lap. “Come lay your head here and tell me what happened” I do what she asked and tell her from start to finish what happened. My mother nods. “She isn’t gone Clarky.” She states with such confidence. “Where is she then?” I growl. “She is lost in a memory love, once she closes her eyes she will come back.” She goes on to tell me that not only is Naveah a werewolf like us, but she is also a descendant of a time traveler. “How do you know all this?” I ask her. She lets out a big deep sigh. “Me and your father had been helping her dad protect her … there is more secrets for her know.” “BRING HIM NOW!” I roar “of course my love” she says stroking my head, her soft touch calming me.