Seven
Seven
I didnt know what to answer. I also didnt understand the fact that why did I have to take his permission
to go somewhere?
Both of his hands were gripping each of my wrist so hard that I knew this was going to be bruised.
His eyes were dark and questioning,his mouth only inches from mine. I hadn't ever seen someone this
angry. I didnt know what to do. I wanted to fight him, ask him that why did I need his permission to go
somewhere but I knew this was not the time, so I did what my wolf was begging me to do.
I smashed my lips on his, wrapping my arms around his neck. I broke away from the kiss while he was
still sensing what had happened. My body was desperate to feel his lips again on mine and it
happened. He kissed me. His kiss was hard and included passion, anger and love. Our lips moved in a
perfect sync like they were meant to smash together. He savored every inch of my mouth and then
softly kept sucking my lower lip which drove me crazy.
I wanted this moment to last forever.
Soon we both pulled back to take a breathe. His eyes had gotten back to normal now and contained
softness and love. The softness his eyes was so comforting that I couldn't stop staring at this side of
Dorian, but he soon realized my scheme and his eyes turned back to the cold again.
"Unfortunately your scheme was unsuccessful. A kiss cannot drive out the anger that built in me when I
saw another wolf near your neck." He spoke with no emotion.
"Butt" I protested.
"Just don't talk to me" he spat at me a little harshly and went out of the room.
My wolf was so sad that I felt pity on her. She told me that Dorian's wolf was not talking to her, but
again this was her fault because she was the one who pleaded me for a run.
My stomach was grumbling but I didn't feel the need to fill it. I needed to persuade Dorian to talk to me
because after all he was my mate and the person I needed to spend my whole life with.
I got up from the bed and went to the couch. I placed a cushion and a blanket over there. After
changing into my night suit ,I laid on the sofa and kept thinking about ways to persuade Dorian to talk
to me and soon sleep surrounded me.
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My eyes opened to be met with a dark ceiling. I checked the time and it was freaking three am. I looked
at the bed to see Dorian still not there.
Maybe he slept in the guest room.
I decided to use the washroom so I got of the couch, but pretended to fake sleep when I heard the door
opening and Dorian came in. His scent came closer and closer indicating that he was standing close to
me.
Soon I felt myself being picked up into the comforting arms of my mate. At this moment I didn't want to
protest because his care for us made my wolf happy.
He placed me onto the bed and then joined in. He wrapped his arms around me and I automatically
snuggled closer to him. And we both slept peacefully like there was no tomorrow, because there may
not be.
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I woke up with the light of the sun. I looked at the side of the bed to find it empty. Dorian must have
gone because he wanted to give me a sign that he was still not talking to me.
I got out of the bed. Today was going to be a tiring today because I needed to think of a plan to
pursuade Dorian to talk to me. So I went to the person I thought would give me the best advice.
Marinda.
I told her everything and after giving her my favorite shirt she told me the plan. Now everything was
planned and I was only waiting for Dorian to come home.
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