Chapter 7

• Clara
• I wake up with a lazy yawn and close my eyes again for a moment. Wait a minute... I try to remember where I am and what exactly I am doing here. A lot of things happened last night. Oh, I found my mate.
• A smile spreads across my face knowing that I finally found him and I slept in his bed, though nothing serious happened between us. I feel very satisfied within me.
• I spread my arms across the bed looking for him. I open my eyes and realize that he is not in bed. He must have got up already. Did he even sleep? He must have fled after I fell asleep.
• Through the big glass window, bright light gushes into the room. I can tell that it is very late for someone to get out of bed at this time.
• I sit up and start wondering where I should begin. This is the first time I have slept away from home without someone I know having escorted me. I am a grown woman now. I should be able to take care of myself. Where should I begin? I don't even have my clothes!
• I left my clothes back home in the woods. If someone from the pack found them, then father must already be aware that I am not home. I wonder what he would do if he found out that I spent the night at a man's house, and he is a vampire. I am sure he would drag me out of here and lock me up in my room until he is done slaying off all their heads and burning this whole place to smithereens.
• Okay. Put yourself together, Clara. You had a fantastic night and today will be a good day. I know once I get out of this room, I will meet Damien's family. What will I sat to them? Good morning? Is it even still morning?
• Ugh!
• Where is Damien?
• I step out of the bed and start debating on whether to make the bed or leave it like that. But that would be unladylike. I don't want Damien or any of his family members to get a wrong impression of me.
• I hurriedly remove all the covers from the bed and start putting it together neatly. Once that is done, I organize the decorative pillows and stand aside to admire my work of art.
• "You shouldn't have bothered," Damien's voice sounds from beside me and I am startled out of my thoughts. With this vampire superspeed, I will be getting a lot of that.
• "I just thought I should do it," I tell him and he smirks. In this day brightness, I am able to notice his handsome features which I couldn't observe in the darkness last night.
• He has a strong chiseled jawline and firm cheeks. He has sharp blue eyes that can stop you in your tracks in case you are planning to do in front of him. He raises an eyebrow at me and I blush because of staring.
• "I thought it would be better to let you sleep since you literally didn't get any sleep the entire night. Do you feel better now?" he asks me .
• "Yes, I'm fine," I reply.
• "Good thing, then," he says.
• "You must be hungry. We don't have any edible thing in the house, so I went shopping for groceries. I think I should have brought you with me when you still had bag of groceries with you. We would have put it to good use now," he tells me.
• "You went out to buy groceries for me? That is very romantic of you," I tell him with a smile and walk towards him. I just want to be near him. I blame it on the mate bond.
• "Trust me. I don't want you dying out on me because I starved you," he says.
• "I remember suggesting adapting. I could learn to feed on what you take."
• "A werewolf's fangs are way too small and blunt to bite through flesh and feed on blood, Clara. My diet can cause you serious digestive disorders," he says.
• "Dare me," I tempt him.
• "I wouldn't do that," he responds.
• "Okay. I will stick on my usual diet for the mean time, but when I start to adapt..."
• "Don't even think about it!" he cuts me off. I can't help but giggle at his reaction. I also don't have plans of taking blood. The thought itself makes my stomach churn.
• "I would like to take a bath but I don't have anything to change into. I would like to stay in this gorgeous shirt..." I hold the hem of the shirt and sway my hips so that I can see his reaction. I see his eyes narrow and his jaw tightens.
• "But I can't stay around your family in only this shirt. I would be way underdressed, don't you think?" I pull the hem of the shirt a little bit upwards so that I flash my thighs to him. I can see he is giving himself a lot of self-control but it is too much. I want him to touch me. I have started to crave his touch. I want his hands on me.
• "I know what you are doing, Clara!" he says through clenched teeth.
• "I also know what you want, Damien. Just take it," I dare him and he takes in a long breath.
• "Don't taunt me, Clara. I am running out of self-control here," he regards me with hooded eyes.
• "Why are you locking yourself from me? I want all of you. I want my mate," I whisper to him and he closes his eyes. I raise on my tiptoes and wrap my hands around his neck. His ocean blue eyes bore through mine and then land on my wanton lips.
• His lips claim mine in a long wet kiss which gets my insides melting and my wolf excited. Yes, she rejoices. In a blink of an eye, he lifts me off the ground and presses me against the wall. I wrap my legs against his waist and pull him close to me using the heels of my feet.
• With no barrier between me and Damien, except his pants, I can feel how hard he is. I shamelessly start to grind myself against him.He holds my butt still and pulls away from the kiss. I am left panting and wanting. He quickly puts me back to my feet my my legs feel like Jell-O.
• "Bath," he says while walking away from him.
• "No," I refuse. I nolonger want to bath. I want him. Only him. The bathroom is there," he points to the door away from the bed.
• "There is everything you'll need. I borrowed some clothes from the girls. They in the closet over there. You can choose what you want. I will go prepare you something to eat before you pass out," he says.
• I just pout in disappointment. I have never felt so wanton in my life, and he doesn't seem to mind.
• "Don't pout. Trust me, Clara. I am way badly off than you are," he tells me. He gives me a chaste kiss on my cheek and walks away before I can say anything.
• Damn selfcontrol! I curse when he closes the door. Well, at least I got a kiss. Maybe we need to take our time.
• I walk into the bathroom and leave the door unlocked. Damien might change his mind and decided to back and join me. I find myself smiling at my own audacity. I never thought I could be such a seductress. I guess things will have to change from now own.
• The bathroom is a very independent room itself. It has all the modem finishings and beautiful tile patterns. It is very spacious with a jacuzzi tub big enough for even six people to fit in.
• The pack house also has big rooms and bathrooms but they are not this amazing. I guess being an immortal has it's advantages if you have a good head on n your neck.
• After a refreshing shower, I walk back into the bedroom. I open the door for the walk-in closet and my towel almost drops at the site of the collection of clothes in there.
• Most of the clothes in here are black and white shirts and trousers. A few gray and dark blue t-shirts. This is too full and formal it gets me wondering if Damien is some kind of business tycoon.
• Instead of minding what brought me in here, I sit down and start smelling his shirts. They smell of him, so manly and clean. Mmm.. I could stay in here all day, but my stomach won't agree. I am so hungry.
• I find the clothes Damien was talking about and pick out a simple black dress and put it on. After preparing myself, I get out of the room and go on hunt for my man. I sure hope I don't get lost in this huge house.