A Guest

Kaden.


I watched as she slept peacefully in my arms, she had shifted in her sleep and curled up against me. Her tiny button nose scrunched a bit as a few of her Auburn hair strands fell on her face. I lightly brushed them away careful enough to not wake her up.

The sun had set up a while ago, but her cute little snores didn't let me wake her up. She was too precious.

Her soft pink lips tempted me to kiss her but I resisted the urge.

The last when I kissed her, I almost lost it. Never in my mind, I had thought kissing her could awaken the feral part of me this much. My lycan was dying to mark her, she was tempting. And her innocence made everything even harder.

Even her freckles were perfect.

Those blue eyes were full of innocence and the purity that shined in them. I could never get enough of her.

She slightly moved in her sleep snuggling closer to my body, like all the other times she buried her face into my neck. A smile formed on my lips, I gently wrapped my arm around her pulling her close.

I knew she felt safe with me, every time she was close to me I felt her relax more than ever. I even knew that she trusted me but I could feel her hesitancy. She needed more time to inform me everything. I had an idea that something bad had happened to her in the past but that day in the lake when she mentioned about the room she was locked in, I became sure that she had faced many cruel situations.

I was going to let anyone take her away. She was mine and I was going to kill every person who would lay eyes on her or even think of hurting her.

I was already gathering information, we had already informed many spies and they were investigating in different areas closer to the forest or any clue that could lead Isabelle's captors. I wanted her to be safe, if they turned out bigger in force then I needed to assure more safety measurements.

I was not going to risk anything.

I had already talked with dad, he'll send some warriors next week for extra security. I had declined his offer to go to the palace since I didn't know what kind of a risk we were currently in and what the could be the consequences, I didn't want to drag more people into this uncertainty.

It was a fight that I had to fight to alone.

Isabelle in her sleep must've felt the tightening of my grip on her as my thoughts started taking over, I felt her stirring awake. I instantly loosened my hold but it was too late, those eyelids had already opened and the blue eyes looked at me with concern.

"What happened, Kaden?" She questioned, her grogginess was there but the worry was more evident, "Why do you look so worried?" She lightly placed her hand on my cheek, her thumb gently brushed over my stubble.

"Nothing, baby," I grabbed her hand and squeeze it," I was just overthinking, I'm okay now and I'm sorry that I woke you up."

"No, it's fine," The small smile tugged at her pink lips instantly awakening my previous urge to pin her down on the bed and ravish her but I knew she was fragile and got surprised by little things so, in the end, I ended up controlling my urges again.

"Are you sure you are okay?" She asked softly.

Well, damn I was not. It was hard to control myself when she was only so in my reach yet I couldn't possess her, our feral sides were more possessive in nature than any other creatures. Most of the Lycans mated with their mates at the very first sight because of their dominant nature but Isabelle was different, I didn't force myself on her because I didn't want her to hurt or have to do something she didn't want. I was going to give her as much time she needed.

"Yes, I'm okay," I pulled her hand to my lips and kissed her knuckles.

The goosebumps on her Porcelain skin instantly appeared and the pink tint on her cheeks along with those freckles that seemed to deepen as they pinkish hue draped over.

There was no other woman in the world who could be as perfect as she was.

Everything about her was enchanting. She was like a freshly bloomed flower that'd landed in my arms from heaven itself.

Unable to control me anymore, I slowly hovered her. I was not going to take it too further, just something to calm my beast down. A little closeness could work, or maybe a little more than closeness.

She seemed to understand what I was going to do and she by herself parted her lips as I leaned in, the beautiful scent of her hit my nose, her hair smelt of roses and honeysuckle, her skin smelt like vanilla.

I pressed my lips on her and her eyes rolled shut, her hands flew to fist my shirt just like last night but this time she kissed me back more impatiently. There was a tremble in her movements that'd apparently occurred due to her nervousness but she kept herself together trying to match my pace.

I couldn't help thrusting my tongue inside of her mouth and savoring her. Even her mouth tasted sweet as honey.

I had slept with many women before Isabelle came into my life but none of them could captive me this much, a single touch of her had more effect than those whole sexual encounters with other females.

She was my mate and I wanted no one else other than her.

As I finally pulled away to allow her to take her breath, I moved my mouth lower onto her neck. As I laid a lingering kiss on her neck, her back arched and a breathy moan slipped past her lips.

I felt my own arousal, trying to overpower.

Oh, fucking hell! I was so close to losing it.

I found myself moving lower, kissing the skin below her jaw before continuing down her neck. I had subconsciously left one or two hickeys on her skin but that was the least I could do for my Lycan. At least watching the marks would provide him some sort of relief.

Damn her she tasted so good. Her skin was so soft that it drove me even crazier.

I lightly grazed my teeth on her skin and another moan slipped past her lips, and this was loud enough to provoke the beast to crawl up my body.

My canines tried to tear through but I refused to let it out and slowly pulled withdrew my lips from her skin with controlled movements.

As I looked at her, I saw her panting--Her hair spilled across the pillow, her lips swollen from the kiss, her cheeks flushed and the blush covering even to her ears.

"Well, now it's a good morning." I smiled leaning closer to lay a peck at her lips.

"It's a ritual?" She asked, her innocent question took me off guard. The disbelieving grin took over my face and I shook my head.

"No, it's not," I answered her question, "It's just me showing it affection for you."

Her eyes lit up at my sentence but she was quick to recover, "Are there more ways?"

"Yes, but..." The smirk tugged at my lips, "I'll show you one by one." I traced my thumb on her lips and she shivered in my arms.

"Okay," She nodded blinking.

"Yes, love. Now go and get freshened up, we are going to have a guest today," I said, "I'm sure you are going to like her."

"Who's she?" She asked, curiously.

"Layla." As I responded I saw her eyes flickering with recognition.

"Cassandra told me I was going to get to meet her," She spoke, her excitement not really reaching her eyes, "Is she nice?"

"Of course, she is," I smiled, Layla was the sweetest person ever and that's why I trusted her. She was my friend from childhood and often visited here although Cassandra had a strong dislike stored for her I didn't know why.

Layla was not as Cassandra thought she was not manipulative, she was genuinely nice or maybe that's what I thought.

"Okay, then. I'll get ready," My assurance seemed enough to wipe the hesitancy off Isabelle's face.

"Yes, go and get ready," I slowly got off of her, so that she could get off the bed and made her way to the bathroom.