Merry Christmas to all! :D

I've been writing this chapter for a couple of day and I know it's short but lately I've found that when I do upload it makes me upset. I'm not a 'class A' English teacher, never planned on being one. All I wanted to do was to share my thoughts and show you guys a little of what goes on with my imagination, but for the past couple of months people have been very ungrateful and mean with their comments about 'My Personal Trainer' mainly. If you don't like the story then just don't reason, it;s not my fault that you're b*tching to me because you don't like what happens or I have too many mistakes, I'm only human and do this in my free time. I read my stuff probably a million times and I don't catch on to my mistake but the most I could do is try to catch them and that is what I've been doing these past 28 now 29 chapters so cry me f*ucking river. It's one thing to stop reading with an unknown reason, that completely fine with me, but to trash talk my story saying it's not interest, ohh there's too many mistake...blah, blah blah is unnecessary and rude. As of right now I'm considering taking down this story or maybe this whole account and sticking to reading novels that I buy.

Sorry for the wait to you grateful readers and here's your Christmas gift... Chapter 29

29~Morning Steam

Payton P.O.V.

You know that type of sleep that you have when your in prefect relaxation and comfort but then there's always that little something that has to ruin it? Yeah, well that's the type of sleep I was having and that 'little something' was the sun shining right into my face.

I wanted that bliss again, I didn't want to wake up quiet yet. So a prefect solution to my problem is to roll over so that I was facing away from the sun..or at least try. I'm not rolling...matter of fact something was holding me down and blocking me from the other side of the bed and that's when reality thought it'll be funny slap me silly.

Even though I'm extremely comfortable I can feel a headache washing over me.

A strong arm was holding my waist down. And the slight breeze on my legs were signs that my short skin tight dress had risen and my white underies were probably on display. By the intoxicating scent it didn't' take a genius for me to figure out who was restricting me from going anywhere and the tingling feeling and soreness of my neck were big clues too.

Oh my..My hands quickly shot up to my neck just for me to flinch away from it. Last night felt so good up until the point when he sunk his cansises into my neck marking me as his. I remember last night very well and in detail too. I couldn't help myself and we both lost control enjoying every second of our built up passion. The way he talked to me soothingly, the way he made me want more, but I didn't't know what I was really asking for until reality bit me hard and deep... literally.

He marked me in our moment of weakness. I liked it, he liked it. Let's get real, we loved it and it would've happened eventually but at the moment one thing only ran through my mind.. Holy Shit!

Consequences, Consequences. Time to face consequences.

The Heat.

Once one of the two mates are marked then the mate that is marked will begin to go into their first heat in the approaching full moon. As each full moon comes and goes the more painful, stressful, sexually frustrated and needing the marked mate will be for their other half. As each full moon cycle passes without the two fully mating the heat will become longer by starting earlier and ending later then usual, in addition to the passing of full moon cycles the mate going into heat will need more attention from their other half as time goes on.

It's a priority to learn about the mating process in our pack once every boy and girl hits the age of thirteen. We're forced to learn all about it since the elders think it's so important. My father made sure that Coral, Lewis and I all knew about the importance of mating so that we're all prepared or at least as prepared as possible. If you asked me I'd say that my parents were the hardest on Lewis, being that he is their only son.

Point is that when we're being taught about mates and all those colorful things that had to do with mates I would occassionaly zone out and daydream my mind to Candyland. I have to admit, I kind of have a listening problem when it comes to lectures but I caught onto enough to the point that my parents thought I was actually listening.

And since I know most of it this is where the..difficult part kicks in.

The mating process is completed when the two mates make love to each other, in the process breaking each others heats. Beware that completing the mating process on the day of a full moon will result in the female being impregnated with a child. The reason for this is because when full moons approach the body uses the heat to attract the two mates to become sexually active. Female wolves are yearning to become impregnated and bare her mates child and male wolves are looking to impregnate his mate and keep other male wolves away from her by creating a stronger bond.

The upcoming full moon isn't too far away and I honestly haven't planned on losing my virginity yet. Yes I dreamed of the day that I'll lose it to my mate but I don't want it to be this soon!

All of a sudden I could feel my mouth dry up as panic erupted inside of me. I'm definitely not ready for all of this, I'm only seventeen!

I need to breath. For a moment I forgot that I was trapped from going anywhere once my failed attempts at getting up..well failed. I slowly gripped onto Tristen's arm that was holding me close to him and lifted it up gently as to not wake him up but as soon as his arm was about five inches away form my waist he groaned in his sleep. Me panicking a little more, I quickly let go of his arm only for him to pull me as close as possible to him and hold on to my waist tighter then before.

Great! It's lovely. He pulled me closer to his body and then placed his head close enough for me to feel his even breaths on my neck and better yet its the side that he marked. I closed my eyes trying to control my thoughts and girlie hormones.

His time in my escape plan I tried a much slower approach. I lifted his pinkie finger and then his ring and so on a so forth until I had all five of his finger in my hand. Holding his hand up a little ways away from me I tried wiggling away from his body only to regret it.

He groaned again and instead of it sounding like an annoyed groan it sounded more like a pleasurable groan. His breathing picked up as his hand that was on my waist glided down to my exposed thigh and then up to my belly. Someone's up....

"Payton" his voice sounded ruff and tried, but husky and strong at the same time. I bit my lip
and closed my eyes tighter. I cant face him now, there is too much going on that I can't handle right now!

There was a moment of silence before I felt the bed shift a little. He gently laid me on my back. I didn't have enough time to miss the warmth of his body before it was pressed up against my front side with very little pressure but that's all it took to make me hot in a certain place and my mind all fuzzy. I felt so small under him and so protected.

Keeping my charade up I kept still and tried keeping my breathing even and kept my eye close shut even though all I really wanted to do was stare up at him. After a minute or two of pretending to be asleep he started laughing and the vibrations from his chest pressed against mines was not helping my already fuzzy mind.

"As convincing as you look I know you're not asleep thanks to the new bond that we share." There was pride written all over that statement and by the way he said it you could tell that he was smiling.

Well Payton, he caught on to our fake sleeping plan, now what's a girl suppose to do in a situation like this?

I bit my lips hard before coming up with a quick and probably dum reply "Hi". I didnt even open my eyes. So here I was bitting my lip talking to the mate that just marked me hours ago before I fainted or blackout or whatever I did and Im too scared to face him. What type of person am I?!

It was silent..so silent that if Tristen weight and the warmth of his body wasn't above me then I would have had to debate on whether or not he was even in the room in the first place.

"Why are you so nervous?" his voice dimmed down a couple of notches making me sense that his pervious mood was gone.

"I-I'm not" I said too quickly. Ah, lying to myself is one thing but lying to him too is another.

There was a deep sigh before his warmth and weight was gone and a frustrated growl came from the far side of the room.

Opening my eyes I saw him leaning against the window where the morning sun was blazing through, facing me with a hard expression. "Don't bother lying to me anymore Payton, I could sense if you are or not. You know I actually thought that marking you would make both of us happy and make thing a little bit easier between the two of us."

I frowned slightly, not just at what he was saying but his words too. "I am happy. It's just that..."

"It's just that what?" he snapped at me as soon as I hesitated.

Knock..Knock..

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Merry Christmas & A Happy New Years.

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