My Beloved Werewolf (ON HOLD)

Chapter Seventeen

This chapter is dedicated to @booklover26091 for being amazing and helping me with this chapter :)

Also WARNING! Majority of this chapter was written on my phone and my phone is pretty shit so there will be mistakes!

ChapterSeventeen

~Serenity~

I stared at him with my eyes widened as that one word seemed to echo throughout my head.

Mine.

This, handsome devil, is my beloved? The future Alpha of the Howling Wolf pack is my Beloved?!

Well things just got a lot more complicated. I think bitterly.

I look behind him and see the two boys, well men, staring at my Beloved with wide eyes as if not believing he actually did that. I realize that he was still holding my hand and with much reluctance, on my part, I removed it from his grasp and folded both my hands in front of me, unconsciously rubbing circles over the spot where he kissed my knuckles.

I wanted so badly to jump him right this instant, and I so would've if it wasn't for the stupid crowd of people, but two things stopped me: first one being the crowd, obviously, and the second one being my fathers hand now firmly attached to my right elbow. I actually just realized it was there and I think so did my Beloved because I see his eyes glance towards my fathers hand and narrow slightly before they come back up to meeting my gaze. His facial expression instantly softens as he gazes back at me which makes a small smile appear on my lips. But it instantly disappears as my father suddenly coughs and interrupts our little moment.

"Yes, well it's a pleasure to have you here." My father says in an overly friendly tone which would sound welcoming to any one listening but I knew my father and I knew that that tone was completely and utterly fake. I'm not surprised that he didn't mention anything about my Beloveds little 'initiation' since he had said it so low that only I was able to hear it which I was grateful for.

"So sweetie," my father starts to say as he turns me towards him, "how about we go back to the Levines'? You promised their son a dance, remember?" He says as he drags me away from my Beloved.

"I remember no such thing!" I exclaim quietly as I try to pull my arm out of his grasp but after a few more tugs I knew it was no use. I sigh before looking at my Beloved beneath my eyelashes. The first thing I noticed was him glaring at my father with his hands and jaw clenched. Once his eyes landed on mine and he saw me watching him, his eyes changed instantly from rage to that of wanting and longing. I feel my chest clench as he stares at me with that look which I know is mirrored on mine.

I could feel the pull drawing me to him, like the first night in the woods and it took all of my will power not to crush him into a hug. So instead of running to him like I so desperately wanted to, I knew now was not the time nor the place. So as I was being dragged away from him I gave him what I hoped was a reassuring smile and pushed the idea of giving him a thumbs up away.

"Of course you wouldn't sweetie since I was the one who promised you would." My father says as he sends a cheeky grin at me over his shoulder, which I in return rolled my eyes at him.

"But dad I don't want to." I say to him quietly just so he can hear me.

"Well unfortunately my sweet, you have no choice in the matter." He whispers back at me just as we were coming to a halt in front of the Levines'. They were a good looking family, just like most Vampire families were. They were a different sort of family than ours. They were like how most families here were; born human, raise a family and then they changed once they've had enough. No one but my family were born human and then changed by our own blood instead of by drinking the blood of a vampires.