Chapter Six

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Sweet. The scent that invaded my lungs and mind was purifying me fully of her. Her small lips trying to respond to mine was so adorable, the sight of the woman I had been destined to be was now in my arms, slowly kissing me. Her small frame could be hidden with my tall frame, neither I can't get a hold of myself with her. Kissing her is like poison, making me react to ways that humans neither others would. The possession that went through me was indescribable, my canines wanted to sink into her soft lips, wanting to hear her response to my claim.

She slowly weakened under my arms and before I know, her lips let go and she faints in my arms.

My lips twist into a smirk, enjoying the view of the girl that I wanted to protect hot on my arms. Inside, I felt her burning, felt her desiring more than she could imagine. I felt my beast stride out, but I quickly ordered him to calm. She was still pure and fragile, like a small flower ready to fade away within the storm. She was light. I, in the other hand, was darkness.

I held her up in my arms, kissing the side of her face and allowing myself to wrap around her scent and pure aura. She was innocent. I wasn't a saint.

-"Monster!"

-"GET OUT OF HERE!"

-"BEAST! KILL HIM!"

The memories that once strode in my mind brought my beast almost to the edge. But, I felt her hand press against my chest as her breathing softened. She was my cure.

Slowly, I advanced inside the house where she has been staying. My thoughts of why she was here kicked in. This place is nothing but normal, but she won't realize it. I proceeded to lay her down her bed, the sheets covering her body. My desire to touch her sweet soft skin was unbearable. She was so tempting, so majestic and beautiful. Hold it. . . Submit. . . Don't do nothing to hurt her. . . Stop. . .

The control was something I've been learning to earn. It wasn't an easy task, mostly because I hold a monster and carnal beast. Her eyes closed and her plump soft lips captivated me even more. She was more beautiful than I could imagine. Her presence made me lose it, but I could be able to stand it. My hand holds here's, feeling the soft burning sparks run through me, feeling the bond flash through my veins. The restrain began to weaken at this rate, but I had to wait. For her. . .

Suddenly, I smelled something old. Something that wasn't right in the air. The wind that came through the window brought more of that perplexed scent that bothered me even more. This is bad. . .

I jumped off the window, running towards where the scent took me. The smell was fading into the wind but I can't lose it at the moment. I can't, or else something that, I fear may come. . . Something. . . dangerous for her and I. . . .

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The sun rays flashes through the open window. Softly, I opened my eyes adjusting myself to the bright shine of the sun light. The warmth that surrounded me was surreal. Evidently, shock crossed through me as I realized where I was. My chamber? When. . . How?

Like a thunder, memories flashed through me. My body reacting to the memory of the beast and I last night. . . kiss. . . the kiss. I sit up from my bed, hugging myself and staring out the window. We kissed. . . He. . . was my first kiss. . .

The supernatural power that went through me was unbearable to not respond to such action and delicate move. Lips, tongues, bites and warmth that went through both of us. Touching my lips, I closed my eyes imagining again both of his movements and sounds once our kiss kept going.

His soft mouth was like honey, tasting me with penetrating actions of his tongue. The power that called upon him wasn't holding back, he claimed my mouth if he was never going to let me go. My body surrendered to his possession. The shocks of delicacy went through me, as the push of something inside me made its way out. My body was unbelievably closer to his at each rate that our kiss deepened. The moon stared at our actions and deep inside me I felt like if we devoted our love to the moon . . . My hands holding his. . . His arms surrounding me like if I was fragile to him, if I was the most rare jewel. . . his. . .

My aching heart couldn't sustain the wild happiness that rushed through me. The beast and I . . . a mistake? No. . . We would never be a mistake, were a miracle. . . We are. . . I love the sound of that. We. Us. Together.

But what if it wasn't like I'm thinking?

What if. . . The beast is playing with me and my thoughts and weak feelings? A pain went through my chest at the thought. Maybe? But, I can't never justify or even conclude with what he feels towards me. At the moment, I was happy. . . incredibly happy.

Once I decided to get out of bed, I ordered the messy sheets and walked out of my room, feeling myself more. . . alive.

To my surprise, Grandmother stood in the kitchen. The sound of her voice singing an old classic song made me hold back a chuckle, her dancing was soft but cute at the same time. I approached her and sat beside her, smiling up at her singing frame. –"Morning Nana" –"Oh! Morning dear" She said surprised at my appearance. I saw a small blush cross her cheeks, and once I noticed what she was found in the kitchen I felt exited and felt myself craving the abnormal recipe. –"Honey buns?" I asked, smiling widely.

-"Yup. It's your favorite after all and this way you'll learn how to make them with me of course, so that way when you have children you'll be able make them for them" She cheered and went back mixing the flavored ingredients. Children? . . . The thought of the beast and I sharing that kind of future is scary. . . Our children. . .

-"Um. . . Honey?" Nana recalled, fading me away from my wild thoughts. It'll be a beautiful image. . . –"Yes nana?" I said, fake smiling. –"Mind if you mix all the ingredients for me?" She asked skeptically. The look on her face wasn't telling me anything, despite her look on her eyes, I nodded and mixed the ingredients. She walked back inside her room, leaving me behind with the mix for a couple of seconds.

-"I wanted to show you this" Grandmother said coming back inside the kitchen. I turned to look at her and saw something on her hands, it seemed like a old thick book. I scanned the item and realized it was a story book, something I enjoyed at times when visiting the villages library. –"What's that nana?" I asked, wanting to know what lurches on its pages. –"I'll tell you once I finish prepare the honey buns for the fire" She smiled and rested the book on the table beside her rocking chair.

After she prepared the mass for the honey buns and placed them near the fire, she took my hand and walked me towards the small living area. I felt myself nervous, which was completely odd. –"Sit dear" She instructed. I did as she told and she followed too. She took the book once again on her hands, opening it and blowing the dust away the pages. The pictures and writing of it seemed to be still recognizable to humans eyes.

-"Have you ever heard of Werewolf's?" She asked, eyeing me from the corner of her eye. Astonished, I nodded slowly. Did she know? My thoughts drowned my mind with worry and concern. What if she actually did? She chuckled and held my hand in hers. –"Our world is filled with secrets honey. Some are good and some are really bad and dangerous. But, depends on the person" She looked at me in the eye, wanting to see my reaction to her words. Honestly, I felt relieved. Not sure the reason, but her telling me this was like a lecture I always felt eager to have. About the abnormal and supernatural world that we may live in.

-"Werewolf's are mythical creatures. Some say that they are bounded to the moon, cherish it every night and change with its power. Others state that it something that it's from the devil. But, the moon has its powers. Werewolf's are bounded to the Moon Goddess power, because thanks to her, they get to find what they have yearning to have. A soul mate. Doesn't matter, human, werewolf, witch, goddess. The Moon Goddess knows what Werewolf's should be devoted in love with" My eyes stare at grandmother in shock, the shivers run down my spine as the new revelation runs through my mind. . . She knows them well. . . She knows their story. . . She maybe. . . knows him. . .

She smiled, looking back at the book and turning the page. There, appeared a wolf and a human woman face to face. The drawing was old but still their eyes softened with each other, making their surrounding be their serene place. Theirs to conquer and love as well as each other. –"It's not so common that a Werewolf is mated to a human. But, we never know what strides in the Moon Goddess mind. She knows that her decisions are wise and sincere. Both mates experience a process of realization. . . When they find each other, you are captivated by the other being, think of him, dream of him, feel him around you and cherish the presence of his" She continues, her voice slowly breaking. Her eyes soften and she slowly rubs her fingers against the image, smiling softly at somethings that crosses her mind.

-"Nana? You okay?" I ask, sounding worried at her silence. She wiped her eyes and chuckled softly, hearing the sobs hold inside her mouth. What's wrong? . . .

-"Oh Lord. Haha, okay" She says and closes the book on her hands, placing it on the table beside her rocking chair. –"Nana. . . was grandpa a Werewolf?" The sudden question didn't cross my mind, just came out of my mouth with no first neither second thought. Grandmas expression was speechless, her eyes widened and her hands trembled on top of mine. She looked away and stood up, scanning the fire and the honey buns.

-"Oh. Their ready dear. Come, come" She called and walked away towards the fire to collect the honey buns.

Grandpa was a Werewolf? . . .

The honey buns were ready and the smell that emanates from them was amazingly sweet and soft relieving. Once I took a bite of one of them, I felt my saliva being captivated by the delicious flavor of the honey bun. –"Mmm. This is so good" I said and kept eating from the small piece of sweet bread. Grandma smiled as she ate her honey bun, slowly siping on her tea. She stared outside the window, smiling softly at the view before her eyes. . . But something told me that it might be a memory. . . A lost memory that crossed her mind once again. . .

grandfather. . .

-"I'll save the honey buns grandma, you can go outside and take some fresh air. After all you're better now and sure you need to get out a little bit" I suggested, wrapping my arm around her shoulder and walking her outside. She didn't protest, instead she let me guide her out the wilderness. The smell of the woods and fresh wind filled my nostrils. Amazingly, the weather was amazing for a day out. –"I'll leave you here grandma, I'll be back once I finish" I said and looked down at my nana smiling at the woods and green surroundings. –"Okay dear, mind bringing me the book again once you come back outside?" She asked, having me wonder again what she wanted to tell me about . . . Werewolf's. .

-"Sure, be right back" I said, walking inside the house and saving the honey buns in a small banquet, then covering it with a small cloth to keep them warm. Once I did that, I grabbed the book and scanned around the house. Finally, my eyes fixed on the picture of grandma and the mysterious man beside her. . . grandpa. . . Was he like the beast? Was he a Werewolf? What happened between them? . . .

I walked outside, fading the thoughts in my mind and watching grandma collect herself from. . . crying? –"Nana. . . What's wrong?" I asked worried. My arms wrapped around her and pulled her softly against me into a warm hug. She shook her head and smiled down at me. –"Nothing my dear, just overwhelmed by the beauty of the woods" She softly said, looking far away from here into the woods.

-"Here's the book" I said, passing it to her and we both sat on the green grass. She opened the book once again and gazed directly at me. –"You feel it don't you?" She asked, leaving me wondering what she was talking about. She sensed my concerned and continued. –"You feel the sparks don't you? The sensations and feelings of being around him" She weakly smiled. Inside, I felt she shocks and nakedness of grandma knowing about the beast. . . with this. . . oh god. . . –"H-How?" I whispered asking about her discovery. She laughed softly and smiled at me once again, but this smiled showed me that she was happy for me, that she was okay with me and. . . the beast. . .

-"He came to your room one night, I woke up to collect some water and there he was, sitting on the bed watching you sleep. The look in his eyes was pure love and admiration. I've seen it before, and I'm sure he's in debt with the Moon Goddess for giving him the most precious jewel that has been never found" She said, sounding happy. I covered my mouth with my hand and stared at her with shock, feeling myself relieved that she didn't hate me. . . that's she was supporting me and him. . .

-"No need to feel shock dear. I've seen it and I've always been okay with the supernatural world that surrounds us. It's magical and mysterious, still wanting to be discovered" She related her thoughts. Once she said that, she stood up and stared at the woods, with that look on her face I felt her soften, devote herself to the woods for an unknown reason.

-"He was" She whispered, smiling at the woods and holding tight against the woods. –"He was and I never judged him, because he loved me and I . . . loved him more than I ever had loved anyone" Confused, I stood up beside her and stared at her expression. She's talking about grandpa?

-"Let's go back inside, it's getting late and I'm sure you're feeling tired and need to thing through what I told you" She said, holding my hand and walking me back inside the house. Thoughts couldn't behold inside my mind. . . Everything seemed clear as the most transparent water.

I'm the beast soul mate . . .

He is mine. . . and I am his . . .

But, do we love each other mutually?

unedited. ending coming . . . soon . . .

-j.