Chapter 12

(Amelia POV)

“So, Isa sent you.” I say looking at him now that he is sitting beside me.

He answers me with a nod.

“Why did you agree to it? I mean you had never even met me before, and you were willing just to join your soul to me.” I ask him.

“It was like she said, I had no life. I had lived so long and many of the people I knew had dies long ago or had given in and become one of those monsters.” He said with a hint of anger.

“Still, I don’t understand why you would agree so easily. What if I didn’t want to agree to it?” He turned to me and examined my face quickly.

“Do you agree? If you wish for me to go, I will. You did not have a choice in any of these matters, and I won’t force you to be with me.” He says firmly.

“It’s not that. Honestly, my family is a mess. My brother is all I have, because my mother hated us and has not wanted to speak with me again since I left home. I have no one else, and I was scared that when I came to Washington that maybe my brother’s pack wouldn’t even want me. I have never shifted, not once and I was scared that they would look down on me for it. So, it actually is nice to have people who actually want to be with me. Who don’t care about what I am, that I’m you know….different.” I say but a moment later I groan in embarrassment for over sharing all my personal stuff to a guy I barely knew. “Sorry I dint mean to say all that.”

He looked at me confused. “Why are you apologizing? I want to know everything about you! We have forever together you know!”

“Yes, so you have said.” I say with a laugh.

“Well, it’s not like with humans. Having a bond like this means we already have that strong pull to each other and that natural comfortable feeling. There is trust and that means opening up is easy, and there is no fear of rejection. It’s kind of perfect, don’t you think?” He asks with an eyebrow raise.

“Yeah, I guess it is, but coming from living with humans my whole life, it is very strange. I shouldn’t feel this comfortable with a stranger! But it kind of feels like we have known each other for a long time, there is none of that early relationship nervousness. I guess I like it.” I admit shyly.

“I like it too. Because then if I try to kiss you maybe you won’t push me away!” he says leaning in close to me.

“Who says I won’t push you away?” I whisper.

“Will you?” He asks coming even closer until there were less than a few inches between us.

“No.” I say and before I took my next breath his lips were on mine.

It felt electric and every part of me was buzzing from the feeling of his lips on mine. The kiss was deep and long until we both stopped for air, but he trailed the kiss along my cheek and to my neck. He hovered above the side of my neck and I could feel his deep breaths brushing along my skin sending shivers down my arms.

“What’s wrong?” I ask in a hushed voice.

“It’s just, I have not been this close to a human in a long time. Not in this way, and I guess the urge to bite you is a little strong.” He admits pulsing away from me more.

He doesn’t look at me right away, but keeps his head lowered in front of me.

“When was the last time you fed?” I ask him.

He gulps loud enough for me to hear. “A few days.”

“How often do you need to drink before you become too weak?” I ask more concerned now.

“A week at the most.” He says glancing up at me. “I guess I had other things on my mind that I didn’t realize how long it had been.”

“Can you…” I wasn’t sure if I should ask the question I really wanted to ask, but I would want to know and now was as good a time as any. “Can you drink my blood?”

His eyes meet mine now and he does not reply but I could see the yearning in them. He was starving and I was here, and I oddly trusted him.

“It’s ok. I want you to.” I say to him.

“Are you sure?” He asks.

“You and I are bound by our souls; I think I can spare you a little blood.” I say with a weak smile. “In fact, if you are never to leave my side from now on like you say, you should be allowed to drink from me whenever you need to. As long as you don’t accidently kill me than I don’t mind.”
I meant it too. If he was meant to protect me like Isa said, then he needed to be strong and that mean the needed to feed more. If he was willing to volunteer to be bound to me forever, the least I could do was this small thing.

“I would never hurt you Amelia, so I don’t know if I should do this. I don’t know if I will be able to drink anything other than what flows through you ever again if I do.” He tries to stand but I catch him by the wrist.

“Please Alexander, let me help you. I don’t want you to get sick. Please.” I beg him.

He looks like it is taking all the self-control he can muster to stay planted where he is, but with the slight tug I was able to bring him back down to sit beside me. I turn my head slightly to make my neck more visible, the side that would not be marked by Owen when we mate. So, in a sense, I would wear the marks of both my wolf and soul mate. It seemed only right.

He moved closer holding on to my hand and when his mouth is once again near the skin of my neck, I feel the soft scrap of his fangs. He does not bite me right away though, instead he kisses the area softly and sucks just slightly causing my body to relax into him. Once I have relaxed enough, I feel the slicing of my skin and a warmth comes over me as he sucks gentle on the area where his fangs had pierced me.

I felt no pain, and the feeling of his mouth on my neck made my whole body warm. I wanted to be closer to him, so I moved forward until I was sitting in his lap and I wrapped my arms around his waist sighing contently. It didn’t scare me that he was drinking my blood, it felt right and slightly euphoric. After a few short minutes he pulled away and licked the area softly closing the wound on my neck but leaving two rosy colored scars where he had bitten me. His mark.

“Are you ok?” He asks whispering into my ear.

“I’m fine.” I say back cuddling closer to him. “Are you ok now?”

“Better than ok. I have never tasted anything as sweet as you.” He says kissing my neck once again.

I melt deeper into his hold as his hands travel down my back and under my shirt. I could not tell when things became so warm between us, but it felt like every part of us fit together perfectly.