Warm rough skin gently rubbed against my cheek, trailing the planes of my face softly as a pair of warm lips pressed in to my hair. Letting out a small yawn I snuggled closer to the warmth, I really liked my new pillows this one was rock hard but very smooth, although it had ridges, it was very comforting. I pried my eyes open.

Warm honey eyes looked upon me adoringly his thick lashes only serving to give them a more wild look, the sweet honey of them being more treasured in contrast to the thick black they were framed within.

"Morning love." He said softly his voice deep and husky from his rest. His arms are wrapped tightly around me as they had been when we fell asleep, he holds me so that I'm completely draped over him. Each crevice of mine pressed to his and he refuses to let me move even an inch.

"Morning." I mumbled straining and failing to contain a yawn. My arms stretch out involuntary pressing into the prominent abdominal muscles of Alaricus making my eyes widen as I pull away the feel of his warm taut muscles something I couldn't shake off.

"Tired?" He asks chuckling softly as I yawn again in response making a small flush rise to my face.

"I'm going to be out later today, a few packs in the east are having rogue problems, but I'd love it if you would spend the morning with me." He asks playing with a few strands of my hair as he gazes at me his honey eyes lit up with hope.

"I'd love to, but you're going to have to feed me." I say and he smiles pressing a kiss to my head.

"And what would my love like to eat?" He asks and my face falls, making decisions wasn't my forte, whether that be which hair tie to grab or what to eat I was almost always indecisive to the point of being clueless.

"I don't know." I say slowly nibbling on my lip as I think. He wraps his arms tightly around me pulling me into him his large form nearly covering my own as he cocoons himself around me.

"Take your time." He says smugly, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck letting out a deep sigh and settling down reminding me eerily of a puppy. My body stiffens involuntarily, his large hand coming up to softly rub my back making me relax.

"Pancakes." I say suddenly the sweet soft morning delicacy the only thing that I can think of once I catch sight of a book title that sits on Alaricus' desk.

"That was too quick." He moans into my neck his hot breath making me squirm.

"But let's go, can't have my love hungry now can we?" He says pulling away grinning, and I'm momentarily stunned at the sight of his bright smile. How were his teeth so perfect, white pearls engraved within his red plump lips, his honey eyes crinkling and glowing as he smiles, melting even the stoniest of hearts.

"Y-yeah." I stutter.

He stands up, and I stare at him, I had forgotten that eating meant moving, and with how comfortable I was that didn't seem very tempting. He suddenly bends his arms going around me he scoops me up into his arms, holding me close to his large firm chest. For the first time I don't argue trying to hide my blush I press my face closer to his bare chest. The hard warm contours of his muscled chest pleasant against my cold skin.

He walks down the steps walking us both into the large kitchen he sets me down in one of the bar stools. Leaning over me to twist my stool to face him, causing waves of déjà vu to crash into my still tired mind, except one thing was missing, Adrian.

"Adrian." I say my eyes wide as I stare at Alaricus, it had been ages since I had seen that little munchkin, I had to see him today.

"How is he?" Alaricus asks.

"I haven't seen him for a very long time but he's a smart kid and Victoria watches him like a hawk." I say the longing to see the little ray of sunshine making my words sound forlorn. He was so bright and innocent it was hard not to love him. He had me wrapped around his pudgy little fingers and the blue eyed pumpkin knew it.

Alaricus begins making pancakes for the both of us. I felt bad for him I just usually wasn't in the mood for salt in the morning and my sweet tooth made pancakes all the more enticing. Poor Alaricus though, got stuck making them since me and cooking mixed together were hazardous.

I watched him move around the kitchen gracefully his muscles flexing as he whisked the batter. The rippling of his muscles clear under his smooth tan skin, the kitchen was large, but the sheer size of him made it appear smaller. His presence was very strong, even I being a human could feel the effects of it, it wasn't hard to understand why all alphas obeyed his every command.

He placed a steaming plate of pancakes in front of me drenching them in syrup the way I liked. He seemed to memorize these little things very quickly including the way I didn't stack them like most people. I didn't even like my pancakes touching, I ate them individually. I hummed in satisfaction at the sweet fluffy taste of the pancake, Alaricus smiled at me softly as I thanked him, pouring more syrup, I was sure to be diabetic soon.

I stuffed a peice of pancake in my face the syrup dripping over my lip, my chin, and trailing slowly on my throat as I chewed. Only becoming conscience of the warm sticky substance when Alaricus' eyes darkened as he followed its' trail, his tongue running over his own lips as his eyes flickered to mine. He leaned forward slowly, his gaze predatory, the gold in his eyes becoming much more prominent as his chest rose and fell with each deep breath. His large rough warm hand cupped the back of my neck holding me in place as he stared intently into my own eyes. My breath coming out heavier as my heart rate quickened at the look in his eyes, a predator going for the kill and nothing could stop him.

He leaned down slowly, his pink warm tongue slowly licking up the syrup from my throat from between his parted reddened lips. He licked slowly and sensually, slowly reaching my jaw as he took his time there. Eventually making it past my chin and almost to my lips which had my breath hitching in my throat, he could go in for the kill now and I would be unable to stop him. I wouldn't want to. His lips are plump and soft, the slight defining lines of his lips giving them the sweetest most tantalizing texture that has bumps raising on my skin. He stops his fervent path upwards, trailing kisses back down to my throat until he reached the deep indent at which my slender throat met my collar bone. He sucked headily making my breath come out in pants as his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into his lap. My legs going over each side of him until I was near straddling him as he continued his slow sensual torture on my throat. My arms wrapped around his head my hands going into his hair grasping into the thick black locks firmly.

His arms wrapped firmly around me, locking, pulling me even closer to him, until I was completely pressed against him. The searing heat of his body against mine making me gasp only egging him on as he sucked harder his tongue poking out to lick at the now tender skin making me arch my back. His arms are like firm but gentle chains, imprisoning me to him with the sweet promise of never letting go. His hands roam the curves of my waist tantalizingly still tight around me. His soft warm tongue circles the skin slowly, running over the skin in slow torturous strokes.

"Say my name baby." He whispers huskily pulling away from my throat his hot breath against the tender skin making my back arch further, as he dives back into my throat, nibbling and kissing.

"Alaricus." I murmur, his name falling off my lips so easily, almost as if natural. A deep growl rips from his chest, and he pulls away from me panting deeply before looking deep into my eyes, to my surprise they are honey again.

One of his hands comes up to cup my jaw softly the other arm still wound around my waist. He leans in slowly his gaze flickering from my eyes to my parted lips. My breath hitches completely my foggy mind starting to clear, my chest rises and falls quickly as I struggle to breathe, his gaze falls to my heaving chest, and he turns slightly pressing a deep kiss to my cheek so close to my lips, but not touching them.

"You're not ready yet angel." Alaricus whispers softly, his voice still husky, but his eyes hold a longing so deep, a desire so deep-set that it makes me tremble but I'm unable to look away.

"Take your time, I'll wait for all of eternity." He says and my heart melts as I stare into those beautiful honey eyes, tears springing to my eyes and I tighten my grip around him pulling him closer and hugging him to me. His arms wrap tightly around me, as he presses a kiss to the side of my head.

"Don't cry baby you don't know how much it hurts to see you cry, to see my angel cry, if it was something I did, I'm so sorry." He whispers swallowing thickly as he speaks his voice cracking slightly.

"No, no I just I don't even know why I'm crying but it's not you, I just wish everything was different I wish this wasn't wrong." I say immediately realizing the error in my words, my heart tightening as his honey eyes fill with hurt. His arms loosen around me and he grips my hips tightly placing me back in my chair gently he goes to get up but I cling on to him wrapping my arms tightly around him. I wouldn't let him get away this time, not when he was hurt. Especially when that wasn't my intention whatsoever.

"Amara, love it's okay I understand. I'm a monster, angels can't love monsters, neither can they entertain their love. It's okay angel don't cry." He says softly his thumbs coming to swipe beneath my eyes softly the rough warmth of them making me sob harder, his words breaking my heart. He was no monster.

"No please stop I'm so sorry that's not what I meant, I simply, actually I'm not quite sure why I said that. I have grown accustomed to seeing werewolves hurt humans, I saw it firsthand many times. I don't wish to hurt you it's just hard for me, what would my parents say, what would my mother say who lost a child to the werewolves' brutality. I know it wasn't you that barged onto the train and manhandled my pregnant mother and I, but it was wolves. We weren't ever given justice. Not for the unborn baby that my parents lost, or for the sibling that I lost. For the inferior treatment we have received. It's built into me to not trust you, and this is wrong, because I do, I trust you, but I don't want to. You're just so sweet and patient, I can't help it." I end off softly, looking away from him, I always hurt him, why was I his mate, both of us would be better off if we weren't destined for each other. I wouldn't be at battle with myself and Alaricus would find someone to return his love and affection.

"I'm sorry for all that happened to you and your parents, but just know that your trust isn't misplaced, I would die for you in a heartbeat. I would do anything for you angel, anything, this monster belongs to you whether you like it or not, I'm yours, and forever will be. Betraying your trust, hurting you would be worse then ripping my own heart out, so needn't worry I'm too selfish to ever risk loosing you, I'll never hurt you, you can trust me." He says softly cupping my face in his large hands wiping any stray years as he stands in front of me, and I crane my neck to look at him. The sincerity in his eyes comforting but the intensity of his words, the deep near desperate burning of his eyes frightened me, he was in too deep. Why did I let that happen. I didn't understand what I felt for him, what if it wasn't what he wanted. Was spending the rest of my days with the most feared man to ever live what I truly wanted.

I look into his eyes conflicted, as he kneels before me, falling to his knees and I cradle his face the slight stubble tickling the soft skin of my palm. His eyes are desperate, and hold the hopeful gleam of a lost person, the kind that searches for one thing and solely one thing, love.

I lean forward pressing a deep kiss to his smooth forehead, I didn't know if I could be what he needed, I didn't know if I had it in me, but I could be a comfort. I could be here, for this lonely beautiful man who kneels before me, lost and alone, I would be here. How, I didn't know, for how long, I didn't know, but I would be here.