"Morning angel." A deep velvety voice said from above me, making me groan quietly as I snuggled deeper into my warm pillow. The pillow was firmer thanwhat I was used to, but I did never like super soft bedding. A large warm hand stroked over the curve of my back softly, nails scraping very gently over my thin pyjama shirt clad skin, that had raised ever so slightly as I cuddled with the fantastic pillow. I was pulled closer to the pillow, my body completely pressed against it.

I opened my eyes slowly, yawning as I stretched, my mouth snapping closed as my gaze met with intense honey eyes.
"Had a nice sleep baby?" Alaricus asked softly, as I stared at him wide eyed. So that was why the pillow seemed so great, it was actually a very tall broad muscled powerful werewolf with honey coloured eyes.

"We, didn't we agree on sleeping in our own rooms, for the night?" I asked, propping myself up on my elbow, my cheeks colouring as I realized Alaricus wasn't wearing a shirt. His bare muscled chest, on display, tight abdominal muscles, where I had accidentally rested my hand as I slept. I pulled my hand away quickly my cheeks reddening further if possible.

"I missed you." Alaricus says softly wrapping his arms around me and dragging me back to him, so that my entire body is draped over his once again. Muttering something about his favourite blanket.

"And we didn't agree, I was very deceptively convinced. Plus I did stay in my own bed during the night, I only snuck in after sunrise." He says softly, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck his warm breath caressing my skin. I glare at his silky dark hair covered head, attempting to stay mad at him.
"I will put you out in the shed Alaricus, you cheated." I say, and a small whimper sounds from him as he snuggles closer into me, making my heart clench.

"I'm so sorry I was only joking, I promise I would never do that." I say quickly and he raised his head looking at me with his plump red lips jutted out in a pout.
"Do you want to make it up to me?" He asks softly his eyes widening to appear more innocent and I nod frantically, making a smirk grow onto his face that makes me regret my actions.

He flips us around so that he lays atop me, his body laying on me just enough to pin me down, while he supports most of his weight on his arms. His honey eyes glint with gold as they flicker from my eyes to my parted lips as he leans down to me slowly. Enveloping me in his arms he crashes his lips to mine, effectively stealing my breath away. His lips move softly against mine, hand cupping my jaw gently tilting my face up to him. Plump red lips so soft and warm against my own.

He nudges his nose against mine as he urges me to kiss him back, effectively breaking me out of my stupor, and into his strong warm hold. My lips moving gently against his, completely on their own, I didn't seem to be controlling my actions any longer. My hands go up to his back, my fingers digging into his soft smooth skin that lays taut against the hard muscles of his back. One of my hands travelling further up to tangle in the dark silky strands of his hair. He nips gently at my lip, making me tug at his hair eliciting a growled moan from him as he pulls away from my lips trailing kisses down my jaw to the soft skin of my throat. He bites very gently against the skin eliciting a gasp from me, he sucks the skin that attaches my collar bone to my throat. My throat seeming to burn from the ghosted presence of his previously placed kisses. His tongue darting out to tenderly lick at the skin. A soft moan escaping my parted lips that makes him go absolutely rigid atop me before a growl rips from his chest and he begins to suck my skin with a passion so feral it erases the very thought of oxygen from my mind.

He pulls away from my skin, placing gentle kisses around the area that suffered from his pleasurable onslaught before he raises himself back to his arms, allowing himself to only gently lay against me once more.

"You don't know what you do to me angel." He says his velvety voice much deeper, closer to a growl as he speaks between deep breaths, his chest rising and falling deeply. He cuddles himself into me wrapping his arms around my waist, and nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent deeply.

"W-we should get up." I say, trying to sound calm and collected while I feel anything but.
"Or we could stay here, all day." He replies pressing a soft kiss to my cheek.

"What about breakfast, I'm a little hungry." I say softly.
"I'm ravenous." He tells me lifting his head to look at me, his eyes glinting with gold letting me know we both weren't speaking about the same thing.

"F-for pancakes." I mumbled weakly, my voice cracking slightly, and he shakes his head slowly, deliberately allowing his eyes to rake over my pyjama clad form.
"For you." He whispers his voice much huskier then usual making me swallow thickly as I keep my eyes on his.
"Oh." I answered awkwardly, not knowing what else to say.
"Oh." He repeats with a grin, wrapping his arms around my waist and crossing them so I'm pressed very tightly to him, as he presses kisses all over my face.
"My sweet little angel." He mumbles against my cheek as loud giggles escape me.

He chuckles along with me holding me close to him, as he grins down at me, watching me with admiration as I laugh loudly in his arms.
"I'm so awkward why do you put up with me?" I ask sheepishly as our laughs die down.

"You're my angel, your innocence is endearing to me, I don't think you're awkward, you've been put through so much so young and yet you are so very strong. You've handled it all with the grace of a queen. My queen." He says gently, moving the strands that had fallen into my face gently away.

"It was one of the first things I noticed about you, how innocent you were, those chocolate eyes shine with innocence. This angelic purity that attracts the darkest of things, unfortunately including me. There's so much good about you, so much good in you, your light it forces the darkness to bow to it. That's part of why I'm so in love with you, and just a part, there's so many other things, the way your eyes light up when you laugh, that mischief that comes alive in them. That adorable childishness, how much you care about others, how you make faces while you read, and mumble to the characters as if they're right there with you. Blushing when you realize somebody is watching. The way you make me feel, I've never felt before, I didn't know it was possible to feel this way. I'm in love with you, so very deeply, it consumes me but I'd gladly be consumed by the sweet fire that you ignite within me." He says, and presses his lips gently to mine, leaving my lips with a kiss so chaste, so pure it leaves my heart pounding, there wasn't anything physical about the kiss. It was only emotions, the deep emotion a man held for a woman, the emotion of a man in love, a man who wanted nothing from a woman besides her heart, besides her love. It brought tears to my eyes.

"You make me feel things I've never felt before, things I hadn't even considered. I'm sorry for hurting you, I shouldn't have acted the way I did. Everything changed so quickly, I had no adjustment time, no time to think anything through. I had these things planned but life doesn't go according to your plan." I say.

"You have nothing to apologize for, I shouldn't be given a chance. I'm not deserving but you gave me one anyway and for that I'll forever be grateful. But tell me about your plans, I know cause of me some things won't be safe for you, but I just want to know. I want to know everything about you." His large thumb rubbing ever so gently against the soft skin of my cheek as he speaks.

"Well it wasn't anything extravagant but I planned to attend university near the free lands, get to medical school. I wanted to be a psychiatrist, I hoped to practise in the free lands." I say biting my lip as I look at him.

"Anything else?" He asks and I stare at him quietly, how was I to tell him that I planned to fall in love with a human and settle down in the free lands. In hopes my parents would one day join us. 

"You wanted to fall in love, with a human I assume." He says quietly, and I nod my head choosing to stay quiet. His face falls, honey eyes clouding slightly as his tranquil happiness is lost somewhere within them. But I wanted to see it again, I wanted him to be happy, I wanted to hear him laugh. The way he laughed, without any inhibitions, any limitations, he didn't seem like the most powerful alpha he just looked like a man, a man with the most beautiful honey eyes, that crinkled in delight. A man with dimples that dug deep into the tan smooth skin of his cheeks. A man without any demons, anything to cloud his bright eyes with sorrow, when he smiled at me. A man I could so easily fall in love with. A man I could love without any limitations, anything holding me back.

"Yes, that was the plan but with you I've found something far better than I could have imagined. You love me more than I could have wanted from a man. Truthfully I thought I was too boring for somebody to love, I've always been a little worried nobody will love me, I'm not the type men are usually interested in. I'm nothing like my mom, or my friends, they are so lively, so bright, they light up rooms with their presence, they are the life of the party. I'll always be too shy, hell I don't even like parties. I don't even know how you can love me. I spend half my time in the library, mumbling to myself while reading, I just don't get it. But that doesn't matter, you love me with all your heart, with this uncontrollable passion and I don't know if I could live without it anymore. I've begun to care for you so much, I've never been in love, I've never had a relationship with a man, and I'm glad, I want you to be all my firsts, because I know nothing, and no one else could possibly compare to you." I say, it was so difficult to put what I felt into words, I didn't know how.

"What I want to say I guess is that you're-you're not some downgrade or a disappointment I'm lucky to have you in my life, and I see that now." I say softly, and he gives me a small smile but it doesn't seem to really reach his eyes. As much as he seems to appreciate my words, the gleam hasn't returned, he still feels guilty.

I wouldn't be very good at this, but I had to try. I push my hands against his chest wrapping my legs around his waist, in attempts to flip him but the large alpha werewolf only stares at me in confusion. Probably wondering as to what I was doing. I grab onto his shoulders in attempts to flip him, and he bites his lower lip finally understanding what I want and allows me to push him so that I lay atop him. He gazes up at me from under him, his intense honey gaze unnerving me.

I lean down slowly pressing my lips to his, I move my lips gently against his, thankful when he begins to move his too. Slowly at first, he seemed to simply relish the contact. I pull away from his lips pressing a kiss to his cheek where the deep dimple always pops up.

"Smile." I say kissing it again and he laughs in bewilderment at my actions, and I get my wish, the dimple pops out again. I press kisses all over the smooth tan skin of his face, the slight five o clock shadow on his jaw tickling my lips but I didn't mind. A chuckle escapes him that makes me giggle too. And I continue to place kisses all over his face looking up into his eyes seeing them glow in delight at my actions. He juts his lips out looking at me pointedly and I giggle pressing my lips to his. He wraps his arms around me tightly as his tongue licks over my lips ever so softly. I pull away from his lips, kissing slowly down the smooth tan skin of his throat, and a moan escapes his lips that has me swallowing thickly as I continue down my path. I lick over his collarbone gently eliciting a growled moan from him, that was perhaps my new favourite sound. I trail kisses down to the top of his chest, before resting my face on his chest in content.

"I love you, my angel, so much." He says softly hugging me tightly to his chest. I bite my lip, a part of me wanted to say it back, a type of gut feeling, an urge but I kept my mouth shut. I wouldn't till there was nothing to hold me back, love meant far too much for me, and I knew it meant so much for Alaricus as well.

"Breakfast?" I ask softly after a moment and he nods at me with a grin. Tightening his hold on me he rolls us safely off of the bed. He twists me around in his hold so that one of his arms is around my waist while one under my knees, carrying me out of my room towards the kitchen.

"Waffles sound good baby?" He asks me looking down at me as he walks down the stairs and I reply with a quick yes, as I tighten my hold around his neck. It always frightened me when he carried me down the stairs, although a part of me knew he'd never let me fall. He tightens his hold on me, pulling me closer up to his chest.

"You're safe with me, I promise Amara." He whispers softly into my ear, pressing a kiss to it. He walks us into the kitchen, depositing me safely onto the counter where he planned to cook.

In our time together Alaricus had somehow come to know all my likes and dislikes, and he spoiled me, indulging me in my every wish. He grabbed the jar of Nutella out of its cupboard, grabbing a spoon as well, he took the lid off easily handing me both. He put his cheek before me, waiting expectantly, giggling I pressed a kiss to his smooth cheek, watching the dimple pop up as he smiled.

I spoon Nutella out of the jar happily, quite possibly making myself diabetic as I happily eatspoon after spoon. I concentrate on my Nutella near forgetting Alaricus is still in the kitchen as I peer into the jar, ensuring I've got a lot of my Nutella left. A gasp escapes me as two large warm hands wrap around my waist. I look up into honey eyes, my own widened. He leans forward until the side of his face touches mine, and I gulp my eyes wide as I stare over his broad shoulder. His warm tongue licks gently over the corner of my mouth, making my cheeks colour, as I struggle to control my breathing, controlling my heartbeat not even in question, I had no say over my heart when it came to Alaricus it always misbehaved.

"You had some Nutella there." He whispers softly and I nod my head mindlessly.
"Do you wanna go freshen up while I prepare breakfast?" Alaricus asks , gazing at me gently as he pulls away slightly and I nod once again still dumbfounded by his actions.
"I see why you like Nutella so much it is absolutely delicious, although I prefer this method over your spooning." He adds and I turn beet red, avoiding eye contact as I run out of the kitchen.

Rushing back up to my room, I close the door softly behind me, leaning against it to catch my breath, thank god I had stopped there with the Nutella, or I'd be on the floor by now. I quickly grabbed a change of clothes and my towel, making my way into the washroom. I brushed my teeth, trying to be quick but thorough, before I stripped out of my fuzzy pyjamas shivering as I climbed into the shower. The hot water cascading down onto my cold skin, relaxing my tense muscles. Massaging the shampoo into my hair, I inhaled deeply, I was slightly guilty of not caring about the properties of the shampoo but only the scent. I rubbed in some conditioner into my hair, washing my body before I rinsed both off, scrubbing my face before washing that too.

Getting out I towel dried my hair quickly, yanking out the tangles with a brush before quickly drying them to rid myself of the damp feeling. I looked at the clothes I'd picked out, not in the mood to wear a sweater and jeans today. I put them back in the closet yanking out a grey long sleeved dress, with a white collar poking out, hoping it would cover the mark Alaricus had left on the pale skin of my collar bone. The dress was made of a knitted material, along with slightly sheer black leggings. I put them on quickly, rushing back downstairs to the kitchen in hopes the waffles hadn't gotten cold.

Alaricus turned around as I made my way to him, his eyes raking over me appreciatively making my cheeks redden.
"You look beautiful." He says pressing a kiss to my cheek, and leading me to the kitchen table.

He pulls out a chair for me, allowing me to sit before tucking me in. He grabs our waffles from the counter setting the large plate ladened with steaming gigantic waffles right in front of me and his own across from me. My mouth begins to water at the delicious scent of the freshly made waffles, and for once I think I may be able to eat the gigantic portions Alaricus always gives me. As if I wasn't unhealthy enough without eating more than what was right for the average human sumo wrestler. I grab the syrup off the table, covering my waffles in syrup until it's dripping off the edges. I sprinkle some powdered sugar on top before diving in with my knife and fork.

I'd never quite understood why people used the term orgasmic when it came to food, but now I most definitely did. There was simply no way to describe them, Alaricus was the best waffle maker in the whole universe. Even if there were more lifeforms out there I'm sure no one made waffles like this. So very soft, but the edges and ridges pleasantly crispy in a very subtle way though. If the whole most powerful alpha wolf of the world thing wasn't working for him he should definitely consider opening a Waffle House.

"Do you like them?" Alaricus asked softly and I nodded wide eyed making him chuckle.
"They're so good I could kiss you right now." I say.

"Well it would be a shame to pass up on an offer like that." Alaricus says, a smirk tilting up his plump red lips as he leans across the table, his hand tangling into my hair as he presses his plump lips to mine, moving them gently against mine in an innocent kiss. Holding me to him.

"You taste good mixed with powdered sugar, although you naturally are definitely my favourite." He says as he pulls away from me. Licking his lips, as if tasting me on them again and I flush red but continue to eat my waffles.

"How is baby Evangeline I haven't gotten a chance to go see her in a while?" Alaricus asks.
"She's a little angel, stunning just like her mother, and just has a very sweet temperament, she really doesn't cry much. She smiles a lot, and it's the most adorable thing, it's unbelievable how warm she is, it's like hugging a tiny soft little heater to your chest. Adrian of course is already insanely protective of his little sister, always hovering over her, the poor little munchkin looks like he's going to cry every time she does. They make such an adorable family." I say, missing little Evangeline. I tried to help out, but Frank had taken some time off it was better to let them have some time alone with their newborn baby. They were both such great parents they barely even needed any help.

"You're love for children is absolutely endearing." He says resting his hand on mine from across the table.
"I'll do the dishes." I offer.
"No I have a surprise for you, come on love I'll have somebody else do them." He says grabbing my hand and leading me out of the kitchen.

I follow after him and he leads us to one of the family rooms, standing near the entrance he gestures for me to go in before him. I walk in spotting a man sitting on one of the couches, wearing glasses, a plaited sweater and dark jeans. The man seemed to be in his early thirties or late twenties, with caramel hair that it seemed he'd wrecked out of nerves with green coloured eyes.

"Sire Knight, Mrs.Knight." He says bowing and my eyes widen at his words but his eyes are glued on his feet. He thought I was married, I was barely legal to be married.

"Amara, this is your new tutor, he is a very experienced professor and has worked at a number of influential institutions, and is a qualified psychiatrist." Alaricus says resting his hand at the small of my back. My heart rate picks up, I was going to study psychology, something I always wished to do, and to be taught by a psychiatrist them self would be more then I'd ever imagined.

"M-my name is Lucas Lockehart, Mrs.Knight." He says refusing to look away from his shoes, and if it wasn't my eyes then he was trembling ever so slightly.
"Its Ms.Winters Mr.Lockehart, and it's very nice to meet you." I say softly in hopes of comforting him, he looks up surprised his eyes flashing to meet mine before dropping again.

I turn to Alaricus, throwing my arms around his neck.
"Thank you." I whisper into his ear, pressing a kiss to the smooth skin of his cheek. Alaricus wraps his arms tightly around my waist before I can pull away.
"Are you happy my love?" He asks, and I nod into his shoulder making him chuckle softly.
"He's completely terrified, Alaricus maybe you shouldn't sit in, I don't think he'll stop trembling." I whisper as quietly as possible praying that the poor man wouldn't hear. Alaricus pulls away shaking his head, but I stare at him pleadingly until he gives in, turning towards my new tutor.

"I'm going to go attend to something but I will be very close by here." He says threateningly and I glare at him, but he ignores it. Pressing a kiss to my forehead Alaricus leaves me and my new professor alone.
"So where do we start?" I say slowly turning back to Mr.Lockehart.

"Well I-I brought some books, and I'll just need you to fill out some questions I've prepared to see how extensive your knowledge is in the subjects." He says nervously pushing his glasses back.

"Perfect." I say softly in hopes of keeping him at ease, and he hands the papers to me with shaky hands. I sit down on the couch a seat away from him, as it was the only couch that was close to the table that sat in the middle. I jump slightly as Mr.Lockehart flies over to the next couch, as if I'd pinched him.
"A-are you alright?" I ask.
"Yes." He blurts out, his voice nearly a yell.
"I-I mean yes I'm fine Ms.Winters." He says blushing his voice much softer now.

"Look, if you're going to tutor me you really can't be afraid of me, I swear I'm just like any other student." I say looking him straight in the eyes until he finally looks up to make contact with my gaze, just so that he'd be able to see I was telling the truth.
"I'll have Alaricus sit out of our sessions if he scares you, he's really nice though." I say and the man chokes as I say Alaricus' name. Trying to hold his cough in as I speak looking alarmingly as if he may combust.

"I-I'll get you some water."
I say shooting out of my seat, and rushing to the kitchen hearing him cough incessantly from behind me. It would take him a while to get used to all of this. I fill a glass up with water from the fridge before getting back to Mr.Lockhart quickly.
"Here you go." I say offering him the glass and he grabs it, drinking half, seeming to calm down a bit and I go to step over his feet to get back to my spot on the couch but it seems to be  at the same time he leaned forward to put the glass on the table. The glass knocks into my leg, the water soaking the bottom part of my dress, and my leggings on one side, as I'm knocked onto the corner of the other couch. I right myself, and Mr.Lockhart gets up from his spot on the couch, crouching near me. He grabs some of the papers, rubbing them over my dress and leg, trying to dry them, his eyes widened as he mumbles to himself incoherently. I was far more worried about my close to collapsing tutor than my dress.

"Get away from her." A deep husky growl comes from the entrance and I look up, my eyes not even able to register the movement of the speaker. Mr.Lockhart is ripped off of me, and slammed roughly against a wall. Alaricus pins him to the wall, pressing his large forearm to the poor struggling man's throat. A startled scream escapes me as another feral growl rips from Alaricus' chest, making his head whip over to face me.

"Let go of him." I say getting up to go towards them, but the look in Alaricus' nearly completely golden eyes frightens me. Something so feral, and so very deadly, so unlike the Alaricus I knew. This urge to kill, to hurt, to maim, lightens his golden eyes up in the most primal of ways, a dangerous passion, an intimidating possessiveness. Reminding me so of the predator that I'd always believed this other inhabiting species was. My breath hitches in my chest as Alaricus turns back to Mr.Lockhart, moving his forearm down slightly as he swings his fist into the man's face. A sickening crunch resonating in the room.

No matter how animalistic Alaricus was acting, a part of me knew he'd never hurt me. He wasn't capable of hurting me, but he was very much capable of not only hurting Mr.Lockhart but possibly killing him.

I walk towards him slowly resting my hand tentatively on Alaricus' shoulder which tenses immediately under my touch and he whirls to face me, keeping the man pinned as he stares at me. My insides quake in fear as I take a small step back, so only my fingertips brush against him. A cruel need to possess takes over Alaricus' eyes and he wraps his arm around my waist yanking me into him, dragging his nose softly from the length of my cheekbone to my jaw softly, as I tremble in his hold.
"Mine." He growls out quietly, and I swallow thickly.
"Yours." I whisper back hoarsely maintaining eye contact despite how much the look in his eyes frightened me.

"She's mine." He growls menacingly at the man, and he nods frantically.
"I'm so sorry Alpha King I know she is yours, I-I was just wiping the water." The man belches out but I ignore his words.
"Don't touch her." Alaricus gets out through clenched teeth, and the man responds with a barely gotten out yes, he was loosing air.

Hesitantly I wrap my arms around Alaricus, softly pulling him away from the man, and after a moment Alaricus gives in. Allowing the reddened man to crumple to the floor pitifully, wheezing.

I stand on my tiptoes wrapping my arms around Alaricus' neck. I hug him to me keeping him faced away from the man. Alaricus' arms wound tightly around my waist and he yanks me closer into his chest, deeply inhaling as he buries his face into my hair.
"Go." I mouth to the man as his eyes connect with mine and he nods thankfully, rushing out of the room. I keep my hold on Alaricus for a few moments longer to ensure Mr.Lockhart gets out alright, and then I unlock my arms from around him, resting my hands on his chest I try to push off. But he growls loudly.
"Mine." He says.

"Get off of me Alaricus." I say calmly, but another growl sounds from his chest.
"Now." I hiss at him, and he swallows thickly releasing me from his tight hold and I take another step back from him, his eyes following my every move. Not looking pleased with the distance his mate creates. My eyes tear up at the feral possessive look in his eyes, and a single tear trails down my pale cheek. Alaricus' eyes soften at the sight of it, a soft whimper escaping him, as he reaches out for me. The need to comfort his mate so desperate in his eyes, the sweet bright honey filled with sorrow.

"Don't." I say trying to keep my voice from wavering.
"Angel I-." He begins but I don't let him finish.
"No, I think you're done for today." I say whirling away from him, to walk back to my room.
"Amara please-" he starts his footsteps sounding behind me but I don't bother to turn around.
"Leave me alone Alaricus." I say, leaving him behind as I walk up to my room, tears trailing down my cheeks.

A/N--------------------------------------------------
It has been far too long, I'm aware my lovelies and I do apologize. I'm just unfortunately drowning in school work and there's so much other stuff going on that's just as exhausting. I hope you guys liked the chapter and are having the greatest year. Have a great night my lovelies.