Wolf Bond

It has been a few days since that incident, but still, I can feel his hot breath against my skin which sends shivers down my spine, as he inhaled my scent.

No matter how much I attempt to forget the memory of his lips nearly touching my skin, stirs unknown kind of emotions inside me... the emotions which are forbidden in our relation.

Without even realizing I have started to develop feelings for him, feelings which are too strong to brush them off just as liking.

This is wrong, my feelings for him are wrong.

He is not my mate, my heart should only belong to my mate.

Even he has a mate, somewhere, who is waiting for him then how could I have allowed my heart to feel this way for him?

My stay here in Silvercreek pack has come to an end, tonight is the last night I will be spending here as tomorrow James is coming here to take me back home.

And the day after tomorrow is my birthday, the day where I will finally be able to find my mate.

Even though I am excited to meet my mate, but thinking about leaving Donovon is crushing my heart.

Like someone is tearing my heart into two.

Tears well up in my eyes as my throat feels dry, as I realize my mistake for having feelings for someone other than the person I am destined to be with.

Just to control my attraction for him, I have even started to avoid Donovon as much as I can. Sometimes by locking myself in my room or spending time with Julia by helping her. Even if he has noticed this, he has not said anything.

I keep on running away from him when I only desire to be near him.

Every time watching him with Emma send a dagger through my heart, even though his relationship with her is nothing but platonic friendship.

Covering my mouth, a strangled cry leaves my lips as the thought of never seeing him again pierces my heart. I know, it will be better if I do not ever come back here again because it will only make it difficult for me to forget him.

I have promised him that I will come back to meet him again, but I know this time, I will not be able to keep my promise.

My wish to have my mate, and my friend together in my life can’t be fulfilled because I have somewhere crossed the invisible line of friendship by falling for him.

Feeling suffocated by my haywire emotions, I walk to the window and open it to allow some fresh air to come inside hoping that it will help in alleviating this feeling of suffocation.

Surely, it does provide some relief as the cold wind brushes my skin making me inhale a deep breath. Leaning my head against the window frame, I close my eyes while inhaling deeply.

Suddenly, my eyes open as a familiar smell washes over my senses. The same scent which becomes the reason behind my restlessness, at the same time, become the cause of my comfort.

Glancing down, I watch Donovon walking out of the house in the direction of the woods. As if sensing my stare, he turns back and straight glances in my direction.

His gaze connects with mine, and I am not able to tear away my eyes from him. My eyes brim with tears as every emotion which I am trying to bury in my heart resurfaces, nearly consuming.

Different emotions flash through his eyes and one of them is pain. Tearing his gaze from mine, he turns back and shifts into his wolf as he disappears in the woods leaving me alone to deal with my misery.

For some days even Fire is not communicating with me, as if she never existed in the first place, making me lonelier. At this time, just to feel her presence I am even ready to welcome the pain which I go every time when I stop myself from shifting.

I have been pacing in my room for hours because the moment I close my eyes his face appears before me. Rubbing my face frustratedly with my both hands, I step outside my room.

My eyes shift to his room’s door and hoping he will not wake up as I step outside the house. Removing my slippers, I start walking on the grass barefooted.

Enjoying the feeling of cold wet grass beneath my feet, looking up at the sky I glance at the Moon, obscured behind the scattering of the clouds.

Soon my face gets wet with the tears falling from my eyes. I can’t blame anyone for my pain as it is entirely my mistake. I am the one who started walking on the path of my own destruction.

Taking a deep breath from my nose, I slowly exhale it from my mouth trying to calm the chaos inside me. Wiping my face with the back of my hands, I turn to go back inside my room.

I have not even take a step when I hear rustling sound coming from the woods. Instantly, I turn around and open all my senses to catch any sign of threat.

A muffled sound of footsteps reaches my ears and in the next moment Donovon steps outside the woods walking in my direction barefooted.

My eyes travel from his feet towards his bare chest, taking in his perfectly chiseled physique as he shorts hanging low on his waist, and finally landing on his face.

Guilt and shame filled my heart for the feelings stirring inside me, forcing me to drop my eyes to the ground.

His scent hits me with a full force as his feet come before my vision as he stands in front of me.

Hesitantly, I raise my eyes to find his intense gaze already on me. He must have seen the confusion on my face, my emotions are confusing me, as a small smile comes to his lips.

“What are you doing outside at this time?” He asks.

“Trying to find peace,” I reply, as I etch his face in my mind.

“So, did you find it?” He asks quietly.

I keep staring at him for a moment or two, then nod my head.

“Yes, I did.”

It is true, I did find my peace only to create havoc inside me. Because I found peace in the person, in whom I should not.

“You were crying?” His fingers lightly brush against the skin of my hand, but his touch powerful enough to raise goosebumps all over my body.

“I did a mistake.” Swallowing, I try to ignore the feeling which his touch has ignited.

“A mistake of trying to run away from me.” He nods his head slowly, as his fingers leisurely travel towards my arm.

No, a mistake for having feelings for you.

“I was not running from you.” I shake my head and close my eyes, “I was running away from myself.”

“Both are the same thing.” His words make snap my eyes open.

"Why are you hurting yourself?" He laces our fingers together, "Why are you stopping yourself?"

I feel he knows my dilemma but he is just playing with me.

"I wish I would have stopped myself earlier," I whisper as I watch him stepping closer to me.

"If you had stopped yourself earlier then you would have not been here." He raises his hand to touch my face as my breath hitch in my throat.

He holds my face in his palm and I feel myself leaning into his touch. The heat coming from his touch creating new sensation all over my skin.

Before I can know what is happening, I feel myself moving closer to him. He eliminates the space between us holding me against him.

Heat emitting from his body settling somewhere inside me.

I hold his arms to steady myself and feel his muscles twitch under my touch.

Weaving his fingers in my hair, he tilts my face up as closing his eyes he lowers his head.

I wanted this to happen, but I know I can't let this happen.

Bringing my fingers between our lips just before they are about to meet, I close my eyes and press my forehead against his.

"I am sorry, I can't... I am waiting for my mate." I whisper.

He presses his lips against my fingers, forcing me to open my eyes to meet his gaze.

There is pride, admiration, and happiness in his eyes.

Stepping away from him, I glance at him in confusion not understanding the reason why he is looking at me like this.

Abruptly, wrapping his arms around me again, he hugs me and I can't help but relax a bit in his embrace.

Leaning his head towards my neck, he presses his lips against the skin between my neck and shoulder causing me to intake a sharp breath as my heartbeat speeds up.

This is the place where mates bear each other's marks. But why has he kissed me here?

Placing my hand on my neck where his lips touched, I glance at him in bewilderment.

His lips tilt up in a half-smile while his gaze holds unreadable expression and without saying anything he walks inside the house.