Hey Everyone. I thought I would change it up and give you a little bit of Bain's point of view. Thank you to everyone who has commented and let me know you like it. It means a lot. And thank you to those of you who voted and added my story to your reading list. I am now number 57 on Werewolf stories because of you. Hope you like this chapter...

“Did you hurt him? Who was it?” Kitten asked me concerned.

I turned back around knowing I owed her an explanation. I owed her the truth about me also. My worst fears came true the second I walked into her living room. I could smell him everywhere like he was still there. And what made it worse, he wasn’t human like me. He was a werewolf.

 “He’s fine, Kitten. I’m not going to lie to you anymore. You wanted to know why my eyes glow, it’s because I’m not completely human. I’m what we call a Lycan but others call a Werewolf. There the same in some ways but Lycan’s can shift at any time and we turn full wolf. I’m also the wolf you named Texas,” I said gently.

Kitten finally reacted cupping her mouth with her hand. “Please say you’re lying,” she whispered.

Shaking my head, I removed her hand and cupped her soft delicate cheeks. “No baby, I’m not. I’d show you but I would have to get completely naked. I don’t mind but I’d rather you see me that way when I make you mine officially.”

Her eyes widened and her cheeks turned pink. I loved it and couldn’t help myself when I kissed her full pouty lips. I was addicted to them and never wanted to stop. Everything about her drove me crazy. I pulled back before I lost control.

“Why are you telling me this now?” she asked suspicious. She caught on quick.

“The man who broke in is a Lycan too. He’s not from around here and he’s not talking. You can’t go back to your home. I’ll send Kade to pick up your things and the cat later,” I said busying myself making us a sandwich.

Kitten jumped down from the stool. “What?” she demanded. “I don’t think so, Bain! We might be together but it doesn’t give you the right to run my life,” she yelled angry.

I knew she would be upset but I can’t ever let her leave me. I’m a selfish bastard when it comes to her. And now, another Lycan is interested in my baby. “You’re not going back and that’s final!” I yelled back.

She looked furious and I felt bad. “Fuck you, Bain!” she yelled and ran out. I heard her feet hitting the stairs quickly. I threw the butter knife that was in my hand spreading mustard on the bread. It stuck into the wall vibrating from the force.

“I guess this is a bad time to be interrupting,” Kade said walking in.

“I guess so,” I answered sarcastically. I know I shouldn’t take my anger out on him but it was better him than her. “What is it?”

“I called Roman. When I described the guy to him, he got real quite. He finally said ‘he must have been looking for a mate’. I told him she’s yours and he hung up. Something wasn’t right about it. Whoever Kaitlin knew before moving here, might be the one we got.” Kade explained.

He knew not to say relationship. That could set us off without much control. Roman is the leader in the town she grew up in. The leader knows everyone and their business, just like me. There’s not many of us but we are more powerful than a whole police force in a big city. Killing us is almost impossible but has been done in the past. My only problem with the situation is, I don’t want my Kitten anywhere near the guy, even if it’s to identify him. I have yet to claim her. She’s already mine so I’m taking my time.

“He’s definitely hiding something. He will protect the guy at all costs too so make sure there are two guards watching him at all times,” I ordered Kade. “Oh, and I need you to go pick Kaitlin’s stuff up. Bring the cat too. It should be hiding under the sofa.”

He nodded and left. After I left the house earlier, I met Kade and Laven two miles behind Kitten’s house. They had the bastard knocked out from a beating he took for being brave enough to go near her. We took him to our holding cells behind my house. It’s underground where no one can see it and humans don’t know about it. We strung him up and woke him up. Taking turns asking questions were getting us nowhere. The guy kept silent and stared straight ahead.

Shaking my head I grabbed the sandwiches and went upstairs to find my pissed off baby. She was sitting on the couch watching TV with her arms crossed over her chest still angry. I set the food down on the coffee table and grabbed her up by the arm. She squealed in surprise making her forget she was angry for a second.

“Never say fuck you to me again unless that’s what you’re prepared to do,” I whispered in her ear. Her tiny body shook from the pleasure of my touch. I ran a finger gently down her neck and stopped at the place I plan to mark her. Her breathing picked up causing her chest to rise. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I’d do anything to have her writhing underneath me screaming my name. “Let’s eat, Kitten,” I said roughly and let her go. If I didn’t, I might end up losing control.

She nodded trying to get her feelings back under control. I smirked, knowing I had her. We both sat down together and ate ham and cheese sandwiches. She was watching ‘the Vampire Diaries’ trying to ignore me beside her.

“Who’s your favorite character?” I asked hoping she doesn’t say one of the Salvatore brothers.

“Caroline. She’s the prettiest and I love that her love never fades for Tyler.” She answered quickly without thinking about it.

I nodded even though I didn’t know too much about the show. Kitten cut her eyes at me and smiled. “You don’t watch the show, do you?” she asked already knowing my answer.

“No baby, I don’t.”

“Sorry. It’s a re-run anyway.” She flipped the channels several times trying to find something to watch. Frustrated, she left it on ‘Myth Busters’.

“Come on,” I said taking her hand. “Have you been shown the house, or did Connor take you straight to the pool table?” I asked.

We left the room and walked down the hallway. “The pool table.”

“Thought so. I want to show you my office where I do business when I’m not harassing you,” I told her truthfully. I owned many businesses and housing developments throughout the town and even a few night clubs outside of town. It was all left to me and my brother Connor when my father retired. My parents moved away across the U.S. so we could take over. It was not uncommon for the retired leader’s men and their families to follow them. That’s what all our parents did. KC and Connor was the only living relatives I had left in Harper’s Cave.

I took her to the end of the hall before the sitting room. When she walked in, her eyes brightened at the room. “Wow, your own library too?” she asked still admiring the room.

“Yeah.” My office was big. My desk was in the center with everything I needed. She walked over and sat down in my leather seat looking at all the stuff on the desk. “You know, you’re the only one that can get away with that,” I said pointing to my seat.

She ignored me while looking at the computer. She went still and my heart dropped. I knew what she found before I came around the desk. I left her file up studying it earlier this morning. I knew everything about her and her parents. I knew she would take this as a violation of her privacy. I couldn’t win for losing when it came to her.

“What the hell! Where did this come from? How did you get it?” she demanded still looking at it.

“Calm down, Kitten.” I said calmly exiting the file. “It’s just something I do to everyone that lives here in town.”

“Where did you get it?” she repeated narrowing her eyes at me.

“It’s called intelligence files. Everyone in the world has one. I have the connections to get anyone’s. Don’t get upset over nothing.” I warned, but it fell on deaf ears.

“You were spying on me without my permission, Bain! All of that is private and if I want you to know, I’ll tell you myself!” she growled.

I had her in my arms and against the wall before she could blink. I grabbed her wrists in one hand and raised them above her head. “Don’t ever insinuate you’re keeping things from me!” I growled against her lips. “If you’ve lied about anything, tell me now,” I demanded.

She went still from trying to pull her wrists free. I knew right then my Kitten lied about something. Her gaze moved to a spot on my shoulder as she remained quiet. I seen the panic on her face as soon as I asked.

“Tell me now!” I growled.

“There’s nothing to tell.” She nervously said.

I closed my eyes and rested my lips against her cheek trying to calm down. I knew she wouldn’t lie to me over something small but if it was something big, she most likely would. I was more worried than mad at her. She was my world and I wanted to be the one she trusts and loves more than anyone.

“You just lied again!”

“Fine!” she yelled cutting her golden eyes to mine. “I lied about the bruises! Are you happy?”

“Did someone do it?” I asked calmly but I was shaking inside. If someone hurt her, they better have disappeared already.

“Y-yes, but he didn’t mean to hurt me!” she rambled quickly.

I let her go, backing up. She stood there looking worried. “Who?” I asked through gritted teeth.

Kitten put her hands on my chest and looked me in the eyes. “Promise me you won’t go hurting someone,” she asked panicked.

I couldn’t do that. She should have known better than to ask. Whoever hurt her needed taught a lesson. No man should ever harm a woman, especially mine.

“No! Who the fuck is he?” I demanded getting angrier.

Her eyes widened knowing I wasn’t going to calm down. “T-troy.”

“That mother fucker!” I raged. “I’ve done beat his ass one time for making you clean up his mess.”

“What? You’re the reason he has been nice to me?” she asked thinking back to that day.

Before I left her standing there, she explained what happened. He still touched her after I told him I would rip off his arms. What Kitten didn’t know is, Troy was very abusive and has a long criminal history of putting his hands where they don’t belong. I hated that she works under him and after today, she would no longer have to deal with him. I left the house and went to pay Troy a visit. I wanted to kill him but my Kitten would never forgive me.

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What was I thinking? I should have never blurted out Troy’s name. If Bain killed him, blood would be on my hands too. I couldn’t deal with that. I could barely deal with losing my home right now.

Now I find out Bain is a Lycan. A Werewolf. Something I would have never believed in. But I trusted him when he told me. It all made sense. His eyes glowing, fast reflexes, and everyone in town frightened of him.

I was still standing in Bain’s office where he left me to go deal with Troy. No amount of begging would have stopped him. I looked at the computer again and decided to pull up his search history. He had searched me and my parents multiple times. Then something else caught my eye. There were several searches done on a Michael Soratos. It was the same name at Willow’s Point. I went to Bain’s files and pulled him up.

I was surprised when a young face greeted me. This couldn’t be the same Michael. The picture was modern and so were the clothes. He was very handsome with blonde hair and grey eyes. I was about to read his file when Connor came in making me jump about a mile.

“What you doing, Kit?” he asked suspiciously.

“Nothing.” I said and closed everything out. “I was just looking for a game to play,” I said and got up.

Connor didn’t believe a word I said as he eyed me. “I wouldn’t be snooping if I were you. There are some things even you don’t need to see or read.”

I nodded and walked past him feeling embarrassed about getting caught. I kept walking with Connor on my heels to my room.

“So, where is my brother?” he asked looking around the room.

“Off killing Troy, I guess,” I said angry.

Connor looked confused. “Why? What did he do this time?”

I told him everything since I was talking to Bain’s brother. Connor seemed like the type to not go away until you spilled the beans. He remained calm until I finished my story. I ended it with, “your brother is the most stubbornness ass I know!”

Connor shook his head looking at the floor. “Troy touched you?” he asked even after I confirmed it. I looked at him and saw anger in his expression.

“What’s wrong?” I asked concerned. Was he mad at me for telling Bain?

“No worries, Kit. Bain’s not going to kill him just yet. And if he did he wouldn’t tell you. Tell him to come find me when he has time,” Connor said and left.

I plopped down on the bed worrying about Bain. I even worried about Troy. I probably won’t have a job to go to tomorrow.

Hours later, Bain walked in with blood splattered on his clothes. It wasn’t much but enough to raise alarm. I was too frightened to ask what happened. He wouldn’t even look me in the eye as he stripped off his shirt in front of me.

My breath was taken from me in that moment. He was so beautiful and masculine. I traced every muscle with my eyes until they stopped at the v of his hips. I wanted to run my tongue down his chest to..

“Stop looking at me like that, Kitten,” He said roughly.

I snapped my eyes to his and he stood there smirking. “You shouldn’t have taken your shirt off in front of me then,” I defended. I felt my cheeks heat up and I lowered my head.

“You can look all you want, baby. It was the way you were looking that concerns me. I’m a man and sometimes we don’t always think before we act. Do you understand what I mean?” He asked still standing a good ways from me.

I nodded knowing his meaning. Bain wanted me and he was waiting on me to make it happen. I wanted it to but I was too shy to let him know. I was afraid if I told him I loved him, something would take him away.

“I got to get in the shower. Would you like to join me?” he teased still smirking.

I jerked my head up with eyes widened. I can’t believe he just asked me that! I wanted to hide my face under the covers embarrassed. “No thanks. I had mine this morning,” I mumbled.

He walked to the bathroom shaking his head at me. As soon as he shut the door, I buried my face in the covers. A part of me wanted to say yes but I was too shy to get naked in front of him. I wished I had some experience instead of being chicken. What if decided he didn’t want me because I wasn’t good in bed or he didn’t like what he sees?

I tortured myself with question after question until Bain opened the bathroom door. He was dressed in dark blue jeans and that was all. His head was still wet, dripping on his massive shoulders. I turned my gaze away before I started following the drops.

He went to the closet and put on a shirt, covering the temptation to stare. Then he slipped his boots on.

“You have a new manager at work now. His name’s Daniel,” he said walking toward me.

“What happened with Troy?” I asked scared.

“Don’t worry, he’s still alive. He just won’t be able to work for a while.” He said with double meaning. I felt better knowing he didn’t kill the guy.

Bain pulled me up and picked me up bridal style carrying me downstairs. “Where are we going?”

“Out. You need to eat and so do I.”

“I can walk myself, Bain. I’ve done it before,” I smarted.

He put me down at the bottom of the stairs with a look of ‘watch it’. I rolled my eyes and followed him out to his truck. He opened his door and helped me in, sliding in after me.

Bain took me to a steak house just a few miles away. He ordered a rare steak and ate the whole thing in a matter of two minutes. That didn’t leave too much time for chewing. I had a steak also but it took me almost thirty minutes to finish my meal. By the time we made it back home, I was beat.

I was surprised when we walked into our room and was greeted by Muffin. She was going crazy giving me kisses with her nose. Bain shook his head and pointed at her. “You’re not sleeping with us. You can have the couch.”

Muffin meowed at him and jumped down from my arms. She went straight to the couch and lay down. Muffin was smart like that.

“So, we’re sharing a bed?”

Bain sat down on the bed and toed off his boots. His shirt came next and then he shocked me when he stood up unbuttoning his pants. I lowered my head but not my gaze and toed my shoes off still watching him.

“Come here, Kitten,” he commanded letting go of his unbuttoned jeans. His dark red boxers were showing where he let go. My palms became sweaty as I slowly approached him.

Bain grabbed me with quick reflexes, wrapping his arm around my waist. I slammed against his hardened chest with my palms resting on him. His other hand took hold of my jaw making me look at him.

“Just say it,” he demanded.

At first I had no idea what he was talking about until I felt his hardened manhood against my belly. My eyes widened and I panicked by staying silent. He wanted me to tell him I loved him. I did love him but I couldn’t force it out of my mouth right then. I was afraid if I said it, something would happen and I would lose him.

“Bain, please,” I whispered finally.

He let go me and turned me around. I had no idea what he was doing until he lifted my shirt over my head and threw it down. He lowered his head to my neck and rubbed his lips against me.

“I want you underneath me, begging me,” he whispered roughly. I threw my head back against his chest and closed my eyes. He hooked his fingers on my bra straps and lowered them slowly, making sure to drive me crazy. He kept lowering until my breasts popped free. “You are so perfect,” he whispered in my ear. I moaned raising my chest up, begging to be touched.

“Say it, Kitten.”

“I’m scared,” I whispered back telling the truth.

“I know, baby. But I won’t touch you until you tell me,” he threatened.

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