Chapter 11

Aiden’s POV

My heart fluttered and I could sense my wolf waging his tail when she nodded her head. I lead her to the kitchen,

“Did you say something?” I asked after hearing her mumble something under her breath,

“Uh…you have a lovely home” she said,

“Thank you, it’s a family home, every Braveheart for six generations has gone to this school and lived in this house and I’m no exception”, the words just came out of my mouth, this might be too serious, it’s time to lighten things up a bit,

“When you asked if I would have dinner with you, you didn’t say you were making dinner” she looks cute when she’s angry,

“You my lady are in for a treat; I make the best spaghetti and meatballs you have ever tasted” she laughed.

“It would be a crime for you to go back home without having spaghetti ala Aiden!” I said laughing and breaking the tension once and for all, she loosened up right away.

“Okay, you have convinced me, how can I help?”, a victorious smile slapped across my face, and I opened the drawer behind me and gave her the matching apron that I bought for her,

“overcompensating for something” she said smirking at me,

“Well, you will not find out tonight” I said returning the favour. This was going well, she is not tense anymore and I can feel us getting closer, I handed her the ingredients and we started working, she asked me to put on some music and it made me realise, how quiet it was, I was just so deep in thought I hadn’t realised.

I walked over to the stereo,

“Sure, any requests?”

“I like old school music, do have Dobie Gray?”

How can she still not know we are mates, we’re literally made for each other, and I bet I know her favourite song too because it happens to be mine as well.

“If you could see me now” she shot her eyes at me confirming my suspicions, I walked over to her

“the one who said he’d rather roll away” I sang along and took her in my arms, how can she not feel this connection, it’s like she is in a different dimension, and I can’t reach her for some reason

“The one who said he’d rather be alone” I continued singing, this is our song Scar, I thought as I brushed her rosy cheek, I felt her melting at my touch, she put her arms around my neck and sent electricity down my spine, her touch was like fire burning me alive. I don’t know how I went this long without it.

“lying in your loving arms again” I sang moving in for a kiss, I couldn’t resist this urge any longer, I lightly put my lips on hers and she quivered against me, something is blocking her connection to me, I just can’t put my finger on it, because this, the way she is kissing me now says she knows it on a subconscious level but the connection is broken somehow, I need to get through to her and I need to do it quickly because I don’t know how long I can stand being so close to her and still feel like she is miles away from me, I picked her up and put her on the counter, she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist

“damn” I said under my breath pulling her tighter, she moved her pelvis in a circular motion, our tongues danced to their own tune, she turned me on like no other, my body on fire from need, how can I make her see, I have to find a way.

I put my hand under her shirt and squeezed, she moaned in my mouth arching her back, beckoning me, her skin soft to the touch, I squeezed her ass in response, we started to move, our bodies taking over, I felt her cosmos calling out to mine, crying out, but it was too weak, and I could feel that it was being supressed, is she doing this, is she stopping herself from connecting with me? I asked myself as she pulled away from me acting like nothing happened she just started mixing the ingredients and making the meatballs like everything was normal.

“You know, you’re a mystery, I mean one moment you are kissing me and wanting me, and I can tell how much my touch affects you, you want me, yet you keep pushing me away, why do you insist on resisting me, you know there is no need for this power struggle you keep having with yourself”, I said unable to hold back anymore, after what I felt, this is proof that she knows but she keeps resisting.

“Why?!” I said releasing all my anger and frustration, punching the counter, how can she not see?

“My mate” she said not making eye contact

“Your mate!” I growled unable to contain my anger anymore,

“Yeah, my mate I’m saving myself for my mate, and since that’s not you, I’m afraid nothing further can happen with us”. She responded so coldly, and I could sense the anger in her voice, okay I need to stop, this is getting me nowhere, if she wants to live in a fantasy world so be it. I said nothing else the rest of the night,

“Thanks for dinner, it was delicious, you really are the king of spaghetti and meatball” she said as we stood outside her door forcing a smile, what am I going to do with you Scarlett, you sure know how to keep me guessing.

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, well take care”,

“Thanks goodnight” she said closing the door.

I can’t go home, my house has her scent all over it, I can’t deal with that right now, I headed for the woods, I needed to think. I got to the foot of the woods and stripped down, covered by the dark of the night no one will see me shift. I let myself feel all the pain, frustration, and confusion that I was suppressing, you know how humans run to let off steam, well we shift, the process is like running nonstop for a hundred kilometres, you can feel every bone in your body break, my spine extended, my scull broke into three pieces, to shift, your body has to be torn apart only to be put back together again, hair emerged from every pore and the transformation was complete.

I ran into the woods, faster and faster, howling at the moon releasing my frustration,

“Why?!” I barked

“why, give me a mate that refuses to connect with me?” I growled in full view of the moon,

“what is your plan?′ because I can’t take this anymore?”,

“enough is enough, I am done?”, the moon turned red, and I stood there in disbelieve, I have never heard of the moon changing colour unless it was the solstice, and we are still months away from that, and even then it was still rare, as I looked closer I saw the moon starting to form an image, it became clearer and clearer the more I stared,

“Scarlett?!” I roared seeing her face reflected by the moon, show this to her not me, I already know all this, she’s the one that needs convincing” I growled looking away, when I looked back the moon was back to its normal self, as if to say it’s up to you now. I ran back, put my clothes on and went home, as expected her scent was the ambiance of my house, strangely it made me feel worm inside, I breathed it in her scent intoxicating.

“since she won’t willingly accept me as her mate, I’ll have to take precautions, I will not let anyone else touch her, she is mine whether she knows it or not” I shouted, my voice echoing through the corridors.