{First published March 2016}

{Edited 6-18-2016}

|| Mine ||

}Avery{

I squint at the bright light shinning in my eyes. Ugh. What happened? It feels like I worked myself to the bone. My muscles quiver and there is a pounding in my head. And why am I laying on the ground?

"Hey, You feel okay?" Cam's voice is soft coming in front of me.

I raise my head up and see him sitting cross legged in front of me. I turn my head to the left and jerk back a little. There not even ten paces away from me is a man. A very naked man on his hands and knees, face hanging towards the ground. He's panting so hard it's moving his whole body up and down.

Oh my god. I slowly turn my head back towards Cam shell shocked.

My eyes are huge, "Why is there a naked man next to me?" I whisper harshly out at Cam.

He smiles, "That is Dean."

What. Wait a minute. Dean. It all comes rushes back to me. The black wolf I was pushing my emotions on to bring out of the Rage. The howls and very human screams. The sound of bones breaking. The bone warning fugitive I felt from it. I must of passed out.

I slowly climb to my knees, setting on the back of my legs.

"You were only out for a minute or two?" Cam answers my huh look.

That's good at least. Minutes is so much better than days.

My hands come up fast squeezing on either side of my head as this pounding feeling intensify.

"You need to let him in Avery. You can't keep the link blocked." Cam says quietly, squinting his eyes at me.

I narrow my eyes in return. He never said I had to be constantly linked up to Dean. It's like an invasion of our personal space. My private world. Cam it seems leaves a lot out when he tells me things.

I let out a groan at the pain. Hitting me harder. Oh god. It feels like my head is going to burst open.

My eyes shut as I find the black thread linking me and Dean. It's like I have a door in the middle of the link, blocking it from entering me. With a deep breath I jerk the door open. Better fast then slow.

The sorrow and loneliness knocks me back onto my hands. Confusion and fear come so strong it has my vision going blurry.

I feel this need to be close to him. To help him. It's all me, this feeling. Next thing I know I'm sitting in front of this fragile man. Dean feels like he will break any second.

My hand lifts slowly on its own accord. I run my fingers in his white as snow hair as I try to send a peaceful feeling towards him through the newly opened link.

"Ahh." I screech as Dean moves to fast for me to see. One minute his bent over and the next his arms are around my waist, head laying on my belly with me on my back, our legs tangled together.

What the hell.

My hands are up in the air not touching him as my face burns beet red. I have a naked man laying on top of me. I bit my lip nervous and so out of my element. Why is he laying on me. And naked for that matter. What to do?

I send a beseeching look at Cam.

"Calm him."

Yeah OK. How am I suppose to do that when I'm nothing but a bundle of nerves. Seriously. This is so terrifying. I've never seen a naked guy before and to have one laying half on top of me clutching me like I'm his life line is just. God I don't even have a word for it.

I take in a deep breath relaxing my muscles sending peace and calming vibes through our link. I hope that's the only thing I'm sending through.

I feel his body relax on top of mine and his breathing becomes easier. This is so strange.

"Hey." I say softly not wanting to send him over the edge anymore than he is.

He moves so slowly turning his head from my belly looking straight at me. My breath catches in my chest. He still has those same copper eyes as before with white eyebrows shaped gracefully. He has a perfect nose and smooth plump lips that would make any girl green with envy. A strong jaw line. He looks like the perfect photo shop picture created for every girls single desire. He's breath taking. And he's moving.

I bit my lip as my muscles lock up as he starts to climb up my body. Like a ladder. My heart's pounding so hard it feels like its going to pop right out of my chest. He never looks away from my eyes as he moves slowly up my body until his face is hovering an inch above mine. A warmth like no other burst through me causing my toes to curl.

I don't dare move or even blink as he stares at me with a shine in his eyes. My gut clamps as his eyes drops down to my lips than travel slowly back to my face. His head tilts to the left. To the right.

"Umm." Cam's voice has Dean snapping his head up looking in his direction. I draw in a much need breath of air with his gaze away from me.

A growl rips from Dean's chest that has me flinching.

Don't do anything stupid Cam. Not with him on top of me. I mumble in my head.

Dean looks back down at me. A possessive feeling flows from him into me. Its demanding and loving at the same time. Uh oh.

"Mine." It's barley a whisper.

Mine. What does he mean by mine. Oh my god. I'm breathing so fast, I think I might be having a panic attack.

He looks back up, "Mine." It's louder this time.

There's a second pause then he leans over where my neck meets my shoulder. He inhales deep.

"No!" Cam's scream comes to late.

Dean bites down with so much force a scream leaps from my throat. It's over in a matter of minutes.

He freaking bit me. The naked Dean bit me.

Dean's head comes back up. Those copper eyes hard and with blood, my blood coating those plump lips of his he speaks, "Mine."

I raise a shaking hand and clamp it on the bite mark stopping the flow of blood. I watch him as his eyes roll in the back of his head as he falls the rest of the way down on top of me out cold and knocking my air away from my lungs.

I don't know what just happened other than he bit me. I mean like really bit me. Put some type of claim on me. And I'm scared. I just want to get up and away from him.

"Cam." It's a shirking, breathless whine as it comes out of my mouth.

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