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We made our way to Vincent's room and it smelled just like him. The last time I was in his room was years ago before we both knew anything. I looked around, trying to memorize everything in here. I know for a fact that when our parents are back I will never be in here again. "You can wear whatever you want as pajamas," Vincent said as he sat down at the edge of his bed. I walked to his closet and grabbed a sweatshirt and sweatpants of his and went to the bathroom to change and take my makeup off. His scent invaded my nose and combined with mine and it was heavenly. I walked out and he was laying in the bed already and waiting for me. He sat up instantly and his eyes went black and he smelled the air. I slowly walked back to the bed and got in. He immediately pulled me to him and looked me in my eyes. I couldn't read what he was telling me with them, but I needed to know. He slowly leaned down and smashed his lips onto mine again. It was soft and tender and full of love? I hope it was, I would love it if it was.

His hands went under the sweatshirt and made contact with my skin, it was burning and I wanted him to touch me more. I moved my hands to his head, one hand pulling his hair and the other around his neck. He moved so that he was in between my legs and I wrapped them around his waist, lining us up perfectly. He pulled away and went straight to my neck and started kissing up and down it leaving a trail of fire. His hands moved right under my breast but didn't touch it, though I wanted him too. I did. I felt something vibrating in his pocket, but I just ignored it and so did he. But it kept on going and that's when I realized it was his phone. He groaned and pulled away from me much to my dismay. "Hello?" He said on the phone. Then the voice that scared me half to death responded. "Vincent." It was my father. I used to be such a daddy's girl, hearing his voice just brought comfort into my life. But now when I hear it fear washes over me and all I want to do is run and cower away.

"Amber called me and told me what happened. Needless to say, I am disappointed in you." I could Vincents face fall, all he wanted was to make our father proud. "Dad, you have to understand, it was getting so hard." He took a deep sigh knowing that even saying that was going to fuel his fire. "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT! I gave you strict rules. You and Bellamy are to never mate, EVER! Now, because you deliberately disobeyed me precautionary measures will be taken." My heart dropped to my stomach, what could he be talking about? Vincent looked at me and I saw the one thing I never thought I would, fear. "You will mate with Amber officially. You will mark her, and once that is complete you will give her pups. But before you do that, you must reject Bellamy." My heart fell to my stomach and I needed to throw up. I didn't want to reject Vincent and because of that, it would kill me. "Dad, that could kill her." I could hear my mom screaming and crying on the phone begging him to stop and take it back. My own father wants me dead.

"No, I won't do it." Tears started to fill his eyes as he looked into mine. I could feel the love radiating off of him and pouring into me. "You either do it or you will no longer be next in line for the beta." My heart broke for him, this was what he spent his whole life preparing for. I couldn't be the one to take it from him. "The choice is yours." My father hung up and VIncent and I sat in silence. "I don't want you to lose the beta position over me, that is your whole life," I said feeling the tears slowly fall. Before I knew it he was wrapped around my waist and his eyes bored into mine. "You are my life. I am nothing without you Bell. Title or no title, if you aren't with me then I don't want it. I just want you." He leaned down and gave me a tender kiss on my forehead. "Vincent we can't, how can we? Father is going to make you." He let out a huff and his head went immediately to my neck and took a deep breath. "He can't make me do anything. I just want you, only you." We sat there just enjoying this moment together before everything goes to hell. "Let's leave. Let's go to some place where no one knows our name." He looked at me and smiled. Part of me was scared, but another part... "Let's go." His lips connected with mine again and it was hot and rough.

He pulled away all too soon, leaving us panting. "Go pack a bag." I smiled and immediately jumped up and ran to my room. I had no idea what to bring and I had no idea where we are going. I grabbed the biggest suitcase I could and threw a bunch of random clothes into it. I got all the varieties. Sweatshirt, sweatpants, leggings, jeans, shorts, etc. I grabbed all of my good underwear and bras and all my hygiene stuff. I had no idea how long we were going to be gone for, all I know is, is that I didn't want to be back. I was done in about 20 minutes and Vincent knocked on my door walking in. "Are you ready?" He asked me, I looked and he had a suitcase about the same size as mine. I nodded and he came and grabbed my suitcase for me. "Where are we going?" I asked him as we walked to the door. "I have a place." He smiled at me. This all seemed too good to be true, I just felt like something bad is about to happen. Like there is going to be something that ruins the life Vincent and I are trying to build.

Right when we were about to leave we heard a ringing. It was one of our phones and I didn't know which one. I knew it, I knew it was too good to be true. This is not a good sign. VIncent stood there staring at me and signaling that it was my phone that was ringing. I pulled it out of my pocket and didn't even look who was calling, I wish I had though. "Bellamy." It was Jonathan, great timing. "Yes, Jonathan?" My heart beating incredibly fast. "There's something I need to tell you and call me crazy if you want but, I am in love with you. It may seem too soon but I just feel connected to you and I don't know why. I never thought I would feel this way again after my mate died. But you brought that hope back into my life. You don't have to say it back, just give a chance to prove it to you." I was silent and didn't know what to say. Vincent was fuming and I could see the smoke coming out of his ears. "Jonathan, I'm sorry I can't do this." I could hear his hearty break over the phone, and mine too a little. "I thought we had a great night." His voice was barely a whisper. "I like spending time with you, I do. But my heart belongs to VIncent and I can't see myself with anyone else but him." I was staring him dead in his eyes and my heart fluttered at the intensity.

"I understand." He hung up before I could say anything else to him and we stood there in silence. I wish I would have handled that differently, but truly I didn't care. I just wanted Vincent, in any way possible. And I know he wanted the same. "Are you ready?" He walked toward me and grabbed my hand. "Yeah." I got up on my tiptoes and moved my lips to his. This was the first time I initiated a kiss and he was surprised but soon caught on. "Let's go then beautiful." He led us out of the house and we locked the door behind us and headed to his car. I can't believe this was happening, we were finally doing this after two years. A couple of months ago I would have never thought I would be where I am. But, I am loving every second of it.

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