What just happened? Did he really try to harm me ? I don't think so, I can't be harmed by him. He rescued me and brought me here safely. All these thoughts clouded my mind as I sat close to the bedside. There were broken pieces of glass from the window that had been shattered on the floor, the heavy curtains were also pulled down, and I felt the cold breeze on my skin. I looked out the window as I sat down there and I wished I could go after him. I don't know why I feel this way about him. Something in me wanted him so badly, but I didn't even know him to be having these kinds of feelings for him.
Two of his maids walked into the bedroom. They brought clothes and also food for me to eat. "My master instructed us to take care of your needs and also make sure you were alright," one of the maids said. I nodded my head and stood up from the bedside and moved towards her. The other placed the clothes on the bed, while the other one started cleaning the glasses and fixed the curtains. My curiosity kicked in, I needed to get answers from them.
" Who is the young man in that portrait, with a flower in his hand? " I asked as I pointed to the large portrait in the room. That's Master Micah. He is the housemaster of the house and also the leader of the pack. My lady, one of the maids, replied. Was it the master who did this to the window? A werewolf entered my room last night and it shattered the glass. I asked the maid who was clearing the plates I ate food from. As she was about to reply to me, he walked in looking dashing and handsome, but he had this serious look on. There is something about him that makes me want him, but I need to know more about him.
" I'm sorry about last night's incident. I promise you it won't happen again. How can I make it up to you ? He asked me with the sweetest baritone voice I have ever heard. I just blushed and smiled. I want to know more about you. I don't know who you are or what you are. Tell me about yourself. That will make me feel better and relaxed. I said to him. He smiled and sat beside me and held my hands. Honestly, I felt good having my hands in his. " I will tell you everything about me, but first I want to show you something. "Come with me dear," he said, and I followed him like a child who wanted candy. We walked out of the room and as we walked he never let go of my hands, guiding me down the stairs into a big ballroom. " What are we doing here ? " I asked him. He smiled and replied," Just trust me Jean, I won't bite, even though I do, it won't be you "I smiled sheepishly. This man made me blush effortlessly and I loved that feeling. He snapped his finger for them to play the music, and they did. He pulled me gently to himself. His hand on my waist was holding it firmly, while the other hand was locked together with mine. I could smell his scent, and I was aroused by it. I placed my other hand on his chest and I felt them rock hard. I could feel this sensation from our touch. He leaned forward to my neck, his breath on hot my neck made me feel weak. He gently used his lips to touch my earlobe and whispered into my ear" Can I have this dance ?" I blushed the hardest, my cheeks turning a bright red and I just couldn't say anything. I just nodded.
The song was in slow motion. He held my waist and I followed his lead while I locked eyes with him, and we danced like two lovers who are madly in-love with each other. It was bliss and I didn't want it to end.
" I feel safe in your arms, but it's funny how I don't even know anything about you, it's more like have known you for many years now", I said to him. He just chuckled and looked into my eyes and pulled me closer to him . " Let's not rush it you surely going to know everything about me, as for now let's enjoy the moment ", he said to me. Something in me wanted it to be forever and even wanted it not to end, but I can't be doing all this with a stranger. I need to know about him and I can't stop myself from falling in love with him.
I withdrew myself from him and walked towards the sound of the music. He reached out for my hand and asked me" Where are you going, Jean ?" His voice was so gentle that it almost made me rethink the actions I wanted to take now. I firmly answered him, "I can't do this anymore. I need to know who you are, is either you tell me who you are or I am leaving this place ". I was dead serious about leaving because I fell in love with him, but I needed to know about him, before I let my feelings overshadow me. "I will tell you everything about me, but I just want to feel you close to me. "I want your body to be mine. "I need to feel your touch and also want you to trust me" he said with a sad look on his face, like someone who had lost a lot and was lonely. "I can't do this, Micah, it's either you tell me now or ..." before I could finish my sentence he rushed and gave me a kiss on my lips. His lips were soft and cold. I sucked on his lower lips, and he gently sucked on mine. Pushing his tongue down my throat, I held him closer to me and used my tongue to welcome him. We just stood there letting our tongues wrestle. He pulled me closer, holding my waist, while his other hands were reaching down to lose the strap of my gown. As he was about losing the last one, I held his hand. Removing my lips from his, I could see his face looking me like a wounded wolf and a man who wanted more, shook off the feelings. I gave him one more glance and I walked out of the room, leaving him there.