Catch Me (Werewolf)

Chapter Nine

Indecisiveness

I stared at him as if he had grown two heads. Was he kidding me? Why would I stay with him in his apartment? Instinctively, I swatted his hand away from my wrist.

"Stop that." I growled warningly, pointing my index finger at him. "And, I am certainly not going to stay with you here." I retorted as I watched his eyes staring back at me blankly.

Sensing his annoyance, his fingers tugged on his hair as he messed it. Even though it was perfectly gelled, he seemed unaffected by ruining it.

At this point in time, the only thing he cared was me.

My heart wrenched at the thought. Should I try to work things out with him or not?

His hand tugged on my arm before pulling me into his arms as our bodies clashed against each other. I struggled against him, trying to pull myself away from him.

"Stop it-" I was cut off by his warning growl. He buried his face in the crook my neck, stroking my hair gently. "Why must you keep pushing me away?" He grunted in annoyance. Yet, a part of me could sense that he was depressed over my resistance against him.

"Calm him down." Ace finally butted in, trying to salvage the situation. I sighed, letting myself embrace him for a while. The touch never failed to send delightful shivers down my spine.

Mate bond problems.

After what seemed like an eternity, he lifted his head to face me. His forehead leaned against mine, his lips parted slowly. "Just listen to me for once, alright? Stay with me, babe."

Swallowing a lump in my throat, I gradually agreed. Not because I wanted to, but due to the constant pressures by Ace. She was annoying.

Yet her giggles, when she heard that I had finally agreed to stay with him, somehow lifted up my spirits. It was like I had done something right for once.

All of a sudden, a thought popped into my mind. If I were to stay with him, there were things that he couldn't interfere me from. "But, on one condition." I blurted out, my eyes wandering everywhere but his.

He nodded without hesitance, his lips curled into a smirk. "Anything for you, babe." He replied with confidence, resting his hands on my sides.

"You can't interfere with my life. Otherwise, I will pack up and leave." I answered with a low voice; a warning that I meant what I said. I watched as his hand lifted mine, kissing on my knuckles lightly.

"I promise I won't interfere with your life. Trust me, babe." He cracked a smile before leaning in to peck on my lips tenderly. Struck by the sudden kiss, my eyes widened in surprise.

He smirked in amusement at my expression, gently caressing my cheeks. "Don't kill me for kissing you, babe." A snap of his fingers brought me back to reality before he dashed out of the room.

Being in a good mood, I decided to show him mercy. I didn't chase after him like how he wanted me to. But instead, I observed my surroundings.

I let my hands glide along the navy blue wallpaper as I inched my way towards the balcony. I felt my feet padded its way on the grey tiles as I neared the two glass doors connected together.

My fingers played with the hinges before it opened the two glass doors, revealing a beautiful scenery from where I stood. Across from where I stood, the ocean stood out the most.

The sun shone on the ocean waters while it reflected the sunlight by creating glistening crystals on the surface. It was a beautiful image which I could consider using it for my midterm's assignment.

The topic which we were given was sequence.

I squinted my eyes as I felt the sunlight burning my eyes, making me grunt in annoyance at the hot weather. At a hot summer season like this, a cooling bath was the best.

***
I stepped out of the shower as my feet padded on the grey tiles. I began making my way towards the closet to see if I would stumble upon a set of comfortable clean clothes.

I felt both feet stood rooted to the ground as my eyes wandered around the closet to find all my clothes hanging neatly on the racks above men's wear in which I was assumed was his.

I flipped through my clothes to find none of the jeans missing. However if my clothes was mixed with his in this closet, does it mean that we would be sharing the same room?

Oh crap, I don't want to.

"I have a feeling that you don't like your things to be arranged here." A sudden voice made me jump slightly before my eyebrows creased in slight annoyance.

"Don't keep appearing behind my shadows. It doesn't mean that you are my mate, that means you can do that all the time." I growled warningly, pushing him out of my way as I reached to grab a pair of sweatpants.

I marched past him, heading into the bathroom as I changed out of the towel which covered my body temporarily. A single drop of the towel might have turn out to be the biggest mistake.

I shivered at the thought, not prepared for it. Facing the same thing wasn't something exciting. To me, it will never be exciting.

It was something that made me feel so dirty of myself. I was like an inferior product. Nathaniel doesn't deserve me.

I slowly walked out of the bathroom, walking past Nathaniel who stood there like a statue. I ignored him as I climbed onto the bed, pulling the duvets on top of me as I laid down on the side of the bed.

I clutched onto the duvets tightly as I felt tears sliding down through the corner of my eyes. I cringed as the flashbacks replayed once again with him ravishing me like there was no tomorrow.

Just as I had decided to stop crying for him, I felt a pair of arms holding me in his arms. The duvet continued to lay on top of me as I shut my eyes tightly.

He tucked the duvet above us as we breathed under the same air. He turned me around to face him, giving me a knowing look before lifting his fingers as he wiped away my tears.

"Don't cry, babe. I will always be here for you."  

A/N _ Vote, Comment and Share!
Add this book to your library and reading list if you've enjoyed.

This book is updated once every week, so be sure to check back for updates ;)