Mated to the Alpha and His Brother?

Chapter Twelve

Elle’s POV

Luca came back with food that I didn’t touch. He gave me his T-Shirt and snuggled up behind me. After a couple hours the sound of Luca’s soft snoring filled the room and sleep still couldn’t find me. I didn’t want to wake Luca so I decided I would go to my room and take a bath.

As I walked towards my room, Nick’s scent hit me full force. Was he in my room? I opened the door and saw his laying in my bed. Was he crying? When he heard the door, he shot up and looked at me, eyes red and puffy. We just looked at each other for what felt like hours before I spoke up.

“I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t want to wake Luca up, and I thought a bath would help. I didn’t know you’d be here.” I explained. I saw hurt flash in his eyes at the realization that I wasn’t here for him. “Oh. I can leave if you want.” He said in a small voice. “No! I mean no you don’t have to leave. Stay.” I said quickly. He stood up and walked slowly towards me. “You still want to take that bath?” He asked. “Umm, no I don’t think so. Maybe we could just lay together. I think my wolf wants you to hold us.” I whisper, but I knew he could hear me – especially after the smile spread across his face. “Okay. Let’s lay down then.” He said.

I laid in my bed, with Nick beside me. I was facing him and admiring the beauty that he held. He really was God-like. Perfect didn’t even cut it when describing him or Luca. I raised a finger to his face. Trailing it from his cheeks, to his jaw, to the outline of his lips. I needed to feel them against mine. I knew it was stupid. I knew I should be mad at him. Hate him even. But I couldn’t.

I leaned forward and placed my lips softly against his. He froze for a second in shock of what was happening. But was quick to kiss me back. Soon our slow and soft kiss went to deep and passionate. Every desire that we held for each other was put into this kiss. And it felt amazing. It felt like breathing again. I pulled away with a smile on my face.

“I know you’re sorry. I know that if you could change your past you would. But that doesn’t mean that it won’t hurt every time a new girl shows up with something to say.” I explain calmly.

“Baby, if I could go back in time, I would never look at any other girl but you. I love you so much and I hate that these things keep happening. I hate who I was without you. I hate that I keep hurting you. And I can’t promise that no more girls will pop out, but I can promise that I will never be with anyone other than you for the rest of my life.”