Chapter 45
I didn’t know why, If he didn’t want me why would he protect. In the past hour of thinking the only conclusion I could come up with is that it was his wolf and not him, his primal urge was to protect me, he did take it a little too far most of the time but that was his primal urge.
But mating was also a primal urge so was needing to touch your mate and he never touched me if he could help it. Why was he fighting some primal urges and not the others? I looked at the floor mulling this over rolling my bottom lip between my teeth chewing on it.
Suddenly shoes appeared in my line of sight and Dez sat down right across from me in the chair. I looked up at him and he was staring at me. Just casually sitting on the couch his elbows on his knees looking right at me.
I looked away, and then glanced back at him and he was still staring at me. I squirmed and fidgeted under his intense gaze. It made me feel so uncomfortable. He made me nervous I fiddled with the bottom of my shirt and looked everywhere but him. The wall, his shoes, his shirt, I studied his tattoos, I looked at
the coffee table, I looked everywhere but him.
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I met his gaze and he was still staring, I felt like he was scrutinizing me, like he was studying every flaw, my eyes darted away looking to his shoes. I have no idea how long I sat there squirming under his gaze.
But it was a long time.
Finally I heard “Alpha” he he snapped his head in the direction I let out a sigh of relief, looking to the man who said it. They caught eyes and then they both left, Michael trailing after them. And then Dez turned his honey brown eyes back to me, and settled back in the chair looking at me; his eyes glued to my face. I resumed not meeting his eyes.
I couldn’t. I couldn’t stand looking those eyes longer than a quick glance to see if they were still trained on me. It had to have been an hour he spent just sitting there, looking at me. I glanced at him briefly to find his eyes had moved from my face and traveled down to my neck, and then they stopped on his mark that
stood out against my tanned skin.
It looked like a scar but it was so beautiful and bright, It was the color of the moon on a cloudless night. I
knew because I had spent a lot of time looking at it. I knew it was forever imprinted in my skin, I knew it wasn’t going anywhere, I knew it was permanent and that I had the rest of my life to look at it. But I still
loved it.
I loved the fact that my mate had claimed me permanently. That his lips had been in that one spot on my body and that everyone knew that I belonged to him. That I belonged to someone, even if that someone didn’t care about me and was one of the most awful people in the world, every time I saw it I was filled with pride. I wore his mark proudly like any mate should, no matter if I hated him or he didn’t care about me.
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He put the mark there. If he didn’t want the world to know that he belonged to me then he shouldn’t
have done it.
I knew right now it was probably red and resembled a hickey since he had recently renewed it, but his name was still there no matter if it was covered with hickeys or not, and the imprint of his teeth where still there whether he liked it or not.
His mark was the one thing he couldn’t take away from me.
Finally he moved, he stood up and came over grabbing my forearm hauling me up. I stood next to him, I was so close I could feel the body heat radiating off him. He gently started walking tugging on my shirt letting it go as he walked away. I followed him trying to keep up with his brisk pace.
Dez was 6,6ish I was 5,0 my legs were smaller than his. Dez was extremely large compared to me. I felt like I baby compared to him. My eye level was basically his torso. He was a large man and not just his height, his build was bulky. He had broad shoulders that could fit about 4 of me across it and he was muscular and packing tons of muscle on top of that.
And to add onto the list he was an alpha, adding a lot of power and intimidation. Plus he killed people in his free time so I’m surprised people didn’t piss themselves in his presence. I didn’t know why the moon goddess made me so small. If she made me for Dez she could’ve at least made me normal height so he could literally break me.
Dez’s hand could cover my whole stomach, I didn’t know if I could possibly even survive the mating process. If that ever happened that is.
