The Werewolf's Chapter 94: Game over

Chapter 94: Ga over

Darrien.

He opens the front door of his house and my heart breaks from the sight of it. Okay, so this kid, of just sixteen years old had to live alone in these conditions and no one gave a shit about him. The living room is dark, so he runs over to a switch and the room brightens.

I don’t even know how to describe this. His place was at the outskirts of the community. It’s a small building, almost like an abandoned place. This is where he has been subjected to live all his life. this is the place he has been calling ho? If I didn’t know Beau and Alanis, at this mont, they would’ve been my enemies.

These people treated him like shit. Made him feel worthless and I still don’t understand why?

They are supposed to be his family, his pack. No one gave a shit about him ’’It’s not much.’’ He explains as he tries to clear his things that are around the couch. There is a table in front of the couch but no other furniture.

I walk over to him as he tries to rummage his belongings. He looks nervous, he doesn’t need to be.

I completely understand him.

’’You don’t have to do anything, it is perfect,’’ I grab his hands in mine and my heart thuds against my chest. These are all the impulsive actions that I can’t control. Touching him, wanting to hold him. the things I told Alanis about. The things I wish I had the strength to resist. Here I am looking at this person and I am overwheld with emotions, like a volcano about to erupt.

’’I didn’t get any chance to pack my stuff,’’ he still explains even though I didn’t ask.

’’I know,’’ I slide my hand over his arm. Just slightly, on reflex. Not what I intended but he exclaims faintly from my touch and I hold my breath because how can sothing so trivial, so tiny, affect

so greatly. I keep my hand wrapped around his arm because my fucking body does what it wants.

I have always had the highest self-control out of everyone in my family. Yes, I could be a jerk. That was my defence chanism but at this mont, I am weak to Jabi.

’’Do you want sothing to drink? I realise I didn’t offer you anything,’’ he breathes out those words, I can hear the apprehension in his tone.

I manage a smile through all the chaos in my mind. ’’I am not a guest.’’ He furrows his brows, so I add ’’I am here with you... I am not a guest in your ho. You are my ho.’’

It might take a while for it to sink in. the fact that I am here to stay in his life. I am not going anywhere. I am never leaving him; he will never be alone again. Death can’t even take

away from him.

’’Why does this seem too good to be true?’’ he asks . we are in the middle of this dainty living room just holding him.

’’I am here... with you. You need to start believing that.’’

’’Are you my mate?’’

Okay, complete shock at his words. We have both thought that. I an it is sothing that has been in my mind all this while, but I haven’t said it out l oud... to him. I didn’t want to scare him; I don’t know how he feels about the fact that I am a vampire. That we will have to beco one. all those things were thoughts that I pushed so far in my head because I didn’t want to overwhelm him.

’’Wh...what?’’ I stutter at a loss for words.

He smiles and moves closer to

with my hand still clutching unto his arm as if my life depends on it. Our bodies are just inches apart, his scent flaring up my nostrils. I have gotten so used to every feature he possesses. His face has been imprinted in my mind. engraved by just looking at him. his touch, even if my eyes were closed, I would know his touch in an instant. I have heard so many stories about finding your link. Fuck, I have seen it firsthand in my family. I see how Eligio looks at Elu. I desperately craved it, sotis thought it was all a hoax but now in this mont my heart racing against my chest. I believe it all. I am grateful that I get the chance to feel this way.

The look in his eyes. It is soul-piercing.

’’Are you my mate Dar,’’ he calls

by my nickna.

My heart thuds.

And thuds.

My hands tremble.

And shiver.

’’I don’t know Jabi, am I?’’ I don’t want to be the one to tell him how he feels. He should know if I am his mate. He should feel it, be overwheld with emotions as I am.

’’I don’t know. Is it supposed to feel like you’re suffocating?’’

I furrow my brows ’’Suffocating?’’

He nods ’’My heart,’’ he pulls his arm away from my grip gently and clutches the shirt I gave him ’’I feel like I can’t breathe when I see you when I touch you. I feel like if I don’t kiss you, I will die.’’

Those words get to my heartstrings. They tug at , pull , toss

until I can’t even stand properly. I grab the end of the couch, my way of calming myself down. I can feel my heart as it speeds up against my chest. How do I respond to that? what do I say now?

This is the problem; I am trying so hard. So fucking hard to control myself from all these emotions. I don’t want to rob him of his innocence. I don’t want to make him do things he doesn’t know anything about but how can I stay strong when he is my only weakness?

At this point, he is just watching . he has said all he has to say. I am supposed to speak but I can’t. ’’This is so hard for

baby,’’ I cry, still holding unto the chair.

’’ too. I don’t want to hold back.’’

This is pure temptation.

The kind I cannot resist.

The kind I don’t want to resist anymore.

He reaches for

and I don’t fight him, I don’t have the power to fight him ’’I couldn’t sleep that night. When you left. I stayed up looking at the door, waiting for you to co back to .’’ he places his palm on my cheek. I close my eyes because I don’t know what I will do if he continues to look at

with those big brown eyes.

I didn’t sleep either.

I didn’t want to leave him. Especially after everything that happened but I had no choice. I thought about him all night.

’’I think you are my mate. In fact, I am sure you are mine.’’

Mine.

He just claid , and he doesn’t even know it. I have been HIS from the first ti I laid my eyes on him. he has owned , the first ti I saw him sitting on that rock with that sad expression on his face.

’’Why are you so perfect? Why do you have the words to make

succumb to you?’’ if the forces are against what I am about to do. I need sothing to happen. Soone should stop this because I can’t anymore. I don’t have any willpower left in .

’’You feel the sa way, so why do we have to fight this?’’ his fingers brush against my skin. The butterflies dance ecstatically in my tummy. The chills I feel from just his touch alone make everything certain.

The words are in my mouth, at the tip of my tongue but how do I explain to him that he is just a child and to , it feels fucking wrong to have these thoughts. Thoughts that I can’t control.

’’I love you Darrien.’’

I don’t know how to handle all this. I don’t know how to stop him—I don’t even want to stop him. I feel the sa fucking way.

’’Say it again.’’ I plead desperately, to hear those words.

He smiles, the smile I have co to love. The way his eyes shine, almost like he is staring at my soul. Like he can see all that I feel. ’’I love you Darrien Dravon,’’ he calls

by my full na. Sohow that makes it even more aningful.

I waited for the sign. The sign that that would stop what I am about to do. That pull is back, and it is sucking

in. there is no fighting it anymore, I can’t do anything to resist him. The only way I can control myself is if I stay away from him and I will never stay away from him. I will never leave him.

Resting my head on his forehead ’’I am going to kiss you now,’’ I breathe those words so close to his face that I can almost taste him.

He smiles ’’I thought you’d never ask.’’

Ga over.