“Where are you going?” Rogue asks as I step out of the kitchen, pulling my coat on. He walks over and pulls me to him, kissing me gently. I smile at the memory of spending the week with him, Callum and Cain. Only Chase is avoiding me like the plague and I don’t want that. We have no news from Erik yet, and no more attacks on the pack. The weird thing is the royals haven’t tried to bribe the pack for the child. The poor parents are going out of their mind, but we keep telling them they wouldn’t have gone to the effort of fighting to kidnap him if they just wanted to kill him.
“To see Chase. I need to tell him I’m sorry for rejecting him for so long,” I explain.
“Do you even know where he is?” Rogue asks.
“Yep. Callum told me he is at the garage and told me how to get there. It isn’t a far walk from here,” I explain, and he smiles, kissing me once more.
“Go and get your last mate. I’m going to try and watch the television, even though I haven’t watched one in years. The last one I saw was black and white,” he chuckles.
“Whatever you do, don’t watch Game of Thrones. You won’t be able to stop watching that show and then you will be stuck waiting for the last season like me,” I warn him. I don’t think I have forgiven Harper for making me watch that show with her yet. It is addictive as hell.
“Okay, got it. No show about thrones,” he says, and I smile as I kiss him.
“I will be back soon.”
“Only if Chase manages to fuck up you will,” he chuckles, and I laugh as I walk out the house. I turn left from the houses and follow the path for fifteen minutes until I see lights ahead. The garage comes into view as I get closer, and so does Chase. He has a car just outside, the bonnet up as he looks inside at the engine. I run my eyes over his garage uniform, the dark blue, oil covered slacks and big boots. He looks sexy as hell. Like he can see me watching him as I stand completely still, he turns and his eyes lock onto me. Chase doesn’t move as I take my coat off, showing off the dark red, very short dress I know he might like. Chase shakes his head and closes the bonnet, resting against it as I get to him.
“You don’t want to wear a dress like that around my garage, Gold. It might get messy,” he warns, and I step into his space, pushing my body against his and not caring one bit about it getting messy.
“I am sorry I rejected you. It was a stupid move because you are right when you said I am a coward at times. I mess up, but don’t we all? Can you say you have never messed up?” I ask, keeping my eyes on his dark green ones.
“Once. I fucked up badly,” he says coldly, but he doesn’t move away from me or look away from my eyes.
“Twice. Once when I walked away from you all like a coward, and one other time,” I say, not liking to admit when I am wrong or to talk about my past.
“Tell me the other time,” he asks me.
“If you will tell me yours,” I counter, which only amuses him.
“Deal,” he whispers.
“When I was young, sixteen, I fell head over heels with an older man. Jasper. I wouldn’t listen to my brothers and parent’s warnings about him being bad news. They had no idea how bad Jasper really was. One night he convinced me to meet him in the woods, and being the stupid girl I was, I did. Jasper bit me, telling me I was his mate and that when I changed we could be together forever. Erik had followed us and ran at him with a spear. He killed Jasper but Jasper bit him before he died,”
“I didn’t know you wasn’t a born wolf,” Chase admits.
“We both turned into wolves that night, and we had to leave our village after a little bit of time because people noticed we weren’t aging. Our parents died alone, without their children and I cursed my brother to an eternity of being a wolf because I was wrong about one man,” I admit. “That is a mistake I can never forgive myself for.”
“I knew about my father and the human. I never told my brothers, or anyone because my father asked me not too. He didn’t love the human, or his child, he just wanted to escape,” he admits to me. “I fucked up too.”
“If we don’t make mistakes, that would make us perfect. I don’t know about you but being perfect is not something I ever want to be. Perfect people can only fall, and not rise,” I tell him.
“I see you as perfectly flawed, and it’s damn amazing,” Chase tells me and pulls me into a scorching kiss. I moan as he gently throws me on top of the car bonnet and rips my dress off my body in one move.
“Impressive,” I gasp as rips my knickers off too as he still kisses me. He pulls away for a second, smirking.
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” he teases me and slowly starts undoing his uniform with the zipper. I bite my lip when I see he has nothing on under the uniform, leaving everything hard and toned on show for me. “If you plan to run, tell me now and I will walk away. I might be an asshole most the time, but I know I won’t be able to lose you once you are mine.”
“No running. Not ever and I will always be sorry I ran in the first place,” I admit, and he pulls my hips to the edge of the bonnet.
“Perfect,” he says and slowly inches himself of me, easily going in with how wet I already am.
“Gold,” he groans as he thrusts into me and leans over my body, sucking on a nipple as he keeps fucking me. I moan when he bites down on the side of my breast, choosing to mark me there. The bite sends me over the edge, and I cry out as he finishes with me. I lean up, wrapping my legs around Chases legs as I hold onto him. He smirks, showing me his neck and I bite down, feeling the bond slam into my body, completing me. Chase’s emotions are harder to read than the others. There is happiness and love, but dark swirling feelings of guilt still in his mind that I can feel.
“Do you have to get back?” Chase asks me as I release him.
“Nope,” I say, leaning up to nip at his lip. “How about we look at the inside of the car? Maybe with me on my knees?”
“Good plan, mate,” Chase says and carries me to the car as he kisses any more words from my lips.