《My Princess》Chapter 8: Grayson
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August 29, Saturday
I was constantly having to do something with my hands when around her. Lord save me. All I wanted to do was touch her, hold her small body in my arms. I want to claim her as mine. Only mine.
I had to be gentle though. A gentlemen. She didn't know what werewolf's were. I'd scare her to never talking to me again.
But god she makes it hard not to kiss her. Her tight little dress taunts me every time I look down. Her thighs overlapping each other and so close to touching mine. Just the way she carried herself.
When she says my name! It's like she knows I like it or something. With her sexy voice, I want her to scream my name in pleasure. I want to hear her whimpers and moans.
My Isabella, so fucking innocent. God. I'm gonna ruin her completely. Werewolf's are so different from humans. So different from her shyness. I bet she's never had it rough. It would corrupt her perfect body.
Cara knew I was going crazy. I acted calm all night and now I need to relive myself. In a cold shower.
Every time she would ask me a question, she would look me in the eyes. Her beautiful eyes taking my soul as hostage. I let her to. Just her eyes made me want her.
Practically all night Isabella and I have been talking. Just how I hoped. I made sure she sat by me and it worked. Now that the night was ending, I didn't wanna leave her side that I've been by all night.
"So who's gonna pay the bill?" Rebecca, Isabella's friend asked. Of course she wasn't planning on paying for her own party gathering.
I saw the guys starting to pull their wallets out but I decided this once I would be nice. Only this once.
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"I'll pay, I did invite myself anyways. I had a great time." I say with a straight face. I've learned that fake smiles get you no where. So I'm definitely not gonna fake it now.
Everyone says their quiet thank you as I give the money to the waitress. Everyone then soon began to put their coats on and get their purses on.
Bella made her rounds to the people. She was just so sweet and nice. Like she's never been angry before or something.
Her tiny body then starts coming my way. I was already standing with everyone else. Bella grabs her purse but waits to leave with everyone else. As everyone starts to leave though, she doesn't move.
The waitress then comes back with my change and recipe. That's when I notice we're alone now. Even Cara had left.
"Come on slow poke." Bella says walking away from me. She looks back at me and gives me a 'come on' smile. Who was this girl and how did I get so fucking lucky?
I was frightening looking with my big body and tattoos already but yet, I had a girl as short as a middle schooler ordering me around. And let me tell you, no one tells me what to do.
I make my way quickly to her by a couple steps with my long legs. I walk besides her out of the restaurant in silence. "I'll walk you to your car." I say not wanting to leave her side yet. Bella doesn't say anything as we arrive. She had a Chevy Impala that was a newer model. It was a bright cherry red color
She didn't even have to try for me to be crazy over her every movement.
I can't even image if the pack heard me speak like this. Or enemy packs, they would take her from me...I can't have that happen. I have to get rid of her. Immediately.
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"Thanks for paying for the bill. You didn't have to." Bella was already in her car with it started. I must have spaced out or something. I never do that.
"Goodnight." I say walking away quickly. God I know I must seem like an asshole but I can't. I can't be with her!
Her sent still lingered around me as I walked over to my truck. I could already see the smile on Caras face and I hated it. I wanted to tear it off and feed the skin to my pack.
I slam the truck door and immediately drive out of the parking lot. As I drive away I notice Isabella is still sitting there. I wanna wait for her to leave but I can't. I can't get attached that easily. Or at all.
"So did you have fun. I heard some of y'all's conversation." Cara leans over giving me a huge smile. Ugh. Kill me now.
"I've decided to not see her again.." I barely get out the sentence as Cara yells.
"WHAT?" Her hands slap her lap as she stares at me with disbelief.
"It's better I don't get attached. I have a reputation to uphold. I don't need some girl to get what I want. And what I want is power." I keep my eyes on the road as I remember the small touch we had. It sent sparks through me and made my heart clench in my chest. Not even skin to skin contact and I felt it.
"I'm not trying to tell you what to do but what the hell! I know you had a connection with her. I felt it radiate over your body as well as hers. I also saw the way you stared at her when she was looking somewhere else." Cara says with a loud sigh. Of course she was watching our every move.
"I don't want to continue this conversation. It late and I still have work to do tonight." As soon as I said it I got a phone call. Now I jinxed myself. I immediately started to drive faster towards home.
"What is it?" I say feeling the red hot anger build inside me. I could already feel what he was going to say.
"There's a attack at the pack house. A bunch of rogues got together. It's under control right now but I..." I hang up the phone and slam my foot on the pedal. Cara already knew about my crazy driving so she sat back and closed her eyes. Finally she was silent.
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