I woke up exhausted, and my head hurt really badly, trying to scan the room. I was shocked to see Micah sitting at the bedside with a bouquet of roses, his eyes shining blue and a smile that can melt every woman's heart, but not my heart, because I was still mad at him. "Are you not happy to see me, my darling ? Micah asked with a smirk on his face. I just rolled my eyes and turned to the other side of the bed. He stood up and walked towards me and tried to hold my hand, but I shoved him off. He smiled and still tried to hold me one more time. I was tired of Micah's game, I just wanted to go home and end everything. I didn't even show any emotions on my face. I wish he could read my mind and know that I was tired of these games. Micah kept on persisting on making things up, but he forgot that I didn't feel anything for him like I did before.
"I know you hate me, Jean, but I have explained to myself that I did this because I wanted you to be my mate. I know I haven't been fully open with you. I am not a man who talks much, i would like you to allow me to show you how much I love you. Biting you was a way to show and prove that you're my mate. "I don't want anyone taking you from me, Jean", Micah said. He was trying hard to convince me to give him a second chance and I honestly don't think it's necessary. I had already lost my interest in him. "You made me hate you, Micah, you shouldn't have done that to me. "I would have loved to be your mate if you had asked me nicely instead of putting your fangs in my neck and hurting me." I said angrily to Micah and I could see the look on his face and he looked sad. I felt weak by his reaction and I saw myself leaning forward to hold him, and immediately he noticed that he was having a change of heart. He reached out to hug me. I allowed our bodies to collide together. He held me closer, and I could smell his manly smell. He had this musky smell that made my blood pump faster. He let go of our grip and looked me in the eyes and leaned forward, our eyes locked together. I could see that sparkle in his eyes and he said gently, "You look beautiful Jean and I promise I won't hurt you anymore, I just want you to be mine and mine alone". I blushed at this. It made me feel special, and I smiled when I tried looking away from being shy, but he tied my face towards his and still looked deep in my eyes.
Micah's face was so close to mine, I could feel his hot breath on my chin and, before I knew it, he leaned further and placed a warm wet kiss on my lips. I reached out for more, I held his head, pulling it to mine to kiss him more. We began our tongue wrestling. I sucked on Micah's lips and used my tongue to explore the inside of his mouth. Micah on the other hand, used his tongue to search around the inside of my mouth, pulling my lower lips to his. Our kissing became intense and I moaned softly, I was enjoying every moment of this and I just didn't want this to end. I used my hands to unbutton his shirt and caress his bare chest, feeling his hard chest and nipples. He reached out for my gown and moved his hands towards my breast and squeezed my breast with his hands. I was feeling the sensation and I wanted more. Our romance was very intense, but I was scared when he left kissing me and started moving towards my left neck. I quickly sprung up like a chicken that sensed danger ahead. I pushed him from me immediately and I stood up.
"Jean baby, are you okay? "Did I do anything wrong?" he asked. I just looked at him and I couldn't even look him in the eyes. "Micah, I'm not feeling it anymore. Immediately you got to my neck. I became more tense, I didn't feel comfortable anymore. "Please can I take a walk?" I replied to him, and then he nodded for me to take a walk. I left the room. I came out of the mansion and was walking around the corridor of the house. I noticed it has an old structure, but its marbles are clean and beautiful. One could tell this house has been in existence for many years. It was a big building and I decided to go around the house to see more of it. I noticed the house had a different stature and different doors. Each door has a strong chain lying on the ground of the house. I wondered why those chains were there, and I noticed claw marks on the walls. Then it clicked to me that not only was Micah a werewolf and his servants were also werewolves, I needed to be careful, I said to myself as I was still taking a tour around the building.
When I got to what looked like a dead end, I noticed it had a gate and that gate had a passage that leads into the words. I tried opening the gate. It was difficult at first, but I was able to open it and I walked inside. The smell of the passage was bad. I covered my nose, so I didn't perceive it much. I came out of the passage and went into the woods. I felt this fresh air welcoming me. I didn't want to go into the woods because I was scared. I thought to myself it was the right time for me to escape or should I just give up and be with Micah. A part of me still hates him and the other part feels like I should give him a chance. "Jean!! Jean!!" I heard him call my name. Quickly my instinct kicked in.
I ran, I ran very fast.