(Lauren's pov)

I lie on my bed with music blaring into my ears, the scent of Sam hits me and I groan inwardly. "Go away Sam" I grit out tiredly. I do not want to deal with his possessive bullshit right now.

"Please Lauren, I just want to talk". He begs me and knocks on my door again. I sigh and pause my music and put my phone on my dresser. Here goes nothing...

"The last time you wanted to talk you left claw marks in me!" I spit out I hear him sigh and his footsteps start to recede down the landing. I open the door a little and watch as he turns to me guiltily.

"I'm sorry I thought you were going to reject me". He says and takes a step towards me I feel the heat from his gaze and take a involuntary step backwards into my room; he follows me and goes to close the door.

"Keep the door open". I snap at him. He stops and turns to me a little taken aback by my tone.

"Don't-" he warns but I cut him off.

"Don't what snap at you? Well guess what buddy I already told you that I don't take orders from you cuz it's a free country so back the hell off!" I yell at him and just like before his eyes go dark.

He stares at me before slowly stalking towards me. I back up and fall backwards his hand darts out and wraps around my wrist I wince as tingles shoot up my arm, he gently brings my wrist to his lips and I shiver. His eyes trace the marks before he licks them and the wounds start closing over he does this to my other wrist before releasing me. I stare at my wrists in shock and then at him as a blush creeps into his cheeks. "Why?" I whisper.

"Because I don't want to ever cause you pain and I'm sorry". He mutters before turning on his heel and walking out of my room. What the fuck?! To bothered to go after him I decide to take a nice hot shower and pack my bags for school. Better safe than sorry... Once I've showered I dress in nightie that stops at the my knees and climb into bed no longer hungry because of the sick feeling in my stomach. My mum peeks her head around the door before walking into my room and plonking herself on the end of my bed.

"You skipped out on lunch, are you ok?" She asks her face is soft yet concerned.

"Yeah, just not hungry". I mutter but of course she hears me what with werewolf hearing damn it's annoying.

"Samson spoke to us about wanting you to move to his pack and we think you should go, if you don't like it you can always come home" she adds on seeing my expression.

"I'm not going with him I barely know him!" I yell frustrated are my friends the only people who understand me?

"It's not normal for mates to keep this much distance and you should've marked each other by now". She tells me firmly.

"Mum! I already told you I barely know him and I'm not going anywhere near his neck, at least until I can build a relationship with him...." I trail off lost in thought until my mum's voice brings me back to reality.

"You already have a relationship with him from the moment you met each other the bond was made you just need to trust him." She pats my hand comfortingly.

"He killed a pack of rouges for no reason the youngest in that family was ten and you expect me to trust him?!" I almost laugh at the notion.

"Your dad and I want you to be happy you've been severely depressed until you found your mate and we don't want that for you". She says hastily changing the subject.

"I've got school tomorrow and I'll think about going to his pack but I really do need sleep". I tell her shooting her a look. She nods rises and kisses my head before heading to the door.

"Your room smells like him". She says and runs off down the landing before I can shout at her for bringing it up. Tomorrow I'm spraying this room with air freshener. I think before drifting to sleep unable to get the Sparks and the feeling of Sam's lips on my skin even if it was only for a second

whilst he healed my wounds....

The next day (Tuesday)...

I wake up to Samson intently watching me. "You moron you scared the shit outta me!" I yell and swat him away he growls but I glare at him. "You shouldn't be here my room is private" I say in a 'duh' tone. He laughs and turns around as I climb out of bed. "Leave I need to shower and change". I tell him but he still won't move. "Leave or I'll put you out in the back like the dog you are". I say laughing at my insult. He growls but reluctantly leaves. I sigh and lock the door before heading into my ensuite bathroom to shower.

5 minutes later....

I'm showered and dressed in my underwear along with black leggings, a black tank top with a red anarchy sign on it and some black converse. I grab my glossy black satchel that has red five pointed stars on it and head out of my room letting my hair fall freely down my back.

Downstairs I grab some granola bars and a bottle of water and shove it in my bag before grabbing an apple and biting into the crisp juicy skin I sigh as my hunger subsides. I guess skipping out on lunch yesterday was a bad idea.

Suddenly arms wrap around me and I'm pulled into a hard chest his scent swarms me and I don't even have to guess who it is. "Why are you wearing that?" He growls lowly in my ear and I suppress a shiver at our closeness.

"Because it's a free country?" I mock and pull away from him I'm surprised he let me go but soon regret moving because when I see his face his eyes have gone black and are drinking me in. "Should I go change?" I ask not wanting to create a unnecessary argument I start to head back the way I came until his arm latches onto my wrist and jolts me to a stop the tingles don't help as I try to calm my racing heartbeat.

"No, you look great-" he stops abruptly and releases my wrist. "We should get going". He says and walks out of the kitchen and waits for me by the door, I reluctantly follow puzzled at his behaviour but smile inwardly at the blush on his face. I open the door and head out into the crisp air and wait for him to follow. I hear the door close and footsteps as he walks over to me.

"So why were you in my room?" I ask as we start walking towards school which isn't very far by the way. He shrugs at my question before walking faster I almost have to run to catch up to him. "Answer the question or I'll tell everyone at school your a creep". He stops walking and whirls on me.

"I've never been able to sleep properly so seeing someone else be able to fascinates me". He says before he starts walking again.

"It's easy you close your eyes and think about happy stuff". I tell him and he scoffs.

"I don't have many happy thoughts these days now can we just walk in silence please". He says agitated.

"That's no way to speak to me!" I growl; this time he keeps walking. "Yeah, just keep walking away from me! Your mate!" I yell and wish I could've taken it back because the look of pure lust on his face has me scared.

"What did you say?" He asks curiously. I blush so bad I swear my face is red.

"Um... Nothing we're here!" I say a little enthusiastic and head inside not waiting for his reaction.