Intimidation

Chapter Seventeen

Elliot's POV

After I found Blair, we went to London. I had no intentions in going to London, but she said that it was the last place on her to do list. I complied, she's going through enough. I hope that she can manage her emotions one day, she'll be a much better person.

Blair wanted to see the major sites in London, so we spent the day touring and walking around the city. I've been here a few times, but I am not a fan of large crowds. I prefer my small town. Of course, my pack is fairly large, but the community is not like the public mass of people in the world. I taught my pack members to be respectful and aware of their doings. The simplicity of those rules go a long way.

I wanted to know what was Blair trying to accomplish by going on a round trip vacation for two months and what was her plan afterwards. I'll ask her later, for now she is quite happy, so i'll leave her alone for the time being.

I constantly have on my mind the thought of Blair being my mate. She is such a great person, but she doesn't realize it. She is so sweet and caring. It's sad that she let people run over her. If she were to be mine, I would teach her how to be a stronger leader, enforcer, and overall person. It's nice to have demanding qualities, but not overpowering your character. There's no need for a modern dictator, right?

She currently doesn't know that we are mates. It's rare that we're given a second opportunity for mates, it may never happen again. I assume it's the moon goddess granting us a better opportunity because of our previous circumstances. But, the issue that I have with Blair is that the only way she can realize that we are mates is if I were to mark her. Yes, I've kissed her a couple of times, but it's not nearly enough to mark her. Blair does not know me well. I mean, she knows information about me, but she doesn't really know me. As the same for me. What if she doesn't accept me? I would be absolutely broken.

Since she is still marked by Forrest, I would have to mark her in the same spot, basically claiming her as mine. It would be a difficult task, but I have patience. I want to love her and I want her to share the same feelings with me. It's important that she feels comfortable with me, happy with me and everything else will follow suit. Love is not a thing to play with, I don't want her to give me mixed emotions and I don't want to do the same to her. We've both been hurt, we deserve better. Some may think, why don't I just tell her? Well, I have my doubts as well. For someone to be overshadowed by evilness and despair, it will be hard to be close with them.

As we're walking down the street, I look at her to admire her beauty. She doesn't overwhelm herself with makeup and fancy clothing. Her simplistic style is beautiful enough. Her light brown curls fall over her shoulder, so natural and graceful. Her hazel eyes, I can stare into them and be lost forever.

She catches me staring at her, I quickly look the other way. I wouldn't want her to think that I'm weird or anything. Sadly, she confirms my worries.

"Why are you staring at me? It's a little weird." she chuckles. Maybe because she's laughing it's not a bad weird, or is it?

"I wasn't staring, I was just admiring you." I reply sheepishly.

"Oh is that so? I don't believe you. Is there something in my hair, I swear I feel like there is." she says fluffing her curls.

"No, there is nothing in your hair. Your hair is lovely." I compliment her.

"Aw, thank you." she says with a smile. "I am enjoying London, I think I would want to move here or somewhere in Europe." she adds.

"It is quite lovely here in Europe. I was so eager to move here once Elias turned 18. I practically ran across the water." I state.

"Oh, speaking of Elias. I really want to see Carrie, is she around the town?" she asks.