Chapter nine

It was quiet, except for the owls outside and the soft sound of my brush pulling through my dark locks. I had just gotten out the shower and had on a long tee shirt and under ware, I was too lazy to put on a bra or pants.

Today's events just clouded my mind, just in a week I will be living in a castle help ruling the werewolf world. My thoughts drifted to a further situation; did he know what I was? My story?

Not having the answer to my flooding thoughts caused my head to throb painfully.

Laying in my bed I faced the window, the cool air pushed past my thin curtains making it look like something from a scary movie.

My eyes slowly started to get heavy, until they fell shut.

"Dannie!" His melodic voice called after me, spinning around I smiled at him adoringly.

Running into his arms I sighed in content at the feeling of sparks burning through me.

"I love you Zayden." I stand on my tippy toes to place a gentle kiss on his nose.

"I love you to Danielle." He placed a longing chaste kiss on me for head, I sighed. This is all I ever wanted.

Suddenly the ground shook violently, and Zayden disappeared from my arms. The sky darkened over with angry grey clouds and suddenly I was not in the peaceful meadow, I was in a pit of fire. Screaming out for help as my skin burned horribly.

The fire started to swallow me, and it seemed the more I struggled the faster it consumed me.

I woke up with a jump, sitting up quickly in bed. I was covered in sweat and breathing harshly in jagged pants. A cool breeze pushed back Cooling me down some, I looked over to my window and almost screamed again at the figure sitting on my window still.

Reaching over I turned on my desk light, my movements were quick and rapid just like my heartbeat. That soon relaxed once Zayden’s face cane into view.

"I didn't mean to scare you love." He smiled making his way to me, he sat on the side of my bed

next to me.

"I-its fine, just a nightmare." He nodded, his fierce gaze on my face made me want to go under the covers and hide like a turtle in its shell.

"Beautiful." He pushed a hair from my face, for it to only fall back in my face. I giggled pushing it behind my ear.

Yawning, I was suddenly tired again.

"You should sleep." He helped me get more comfortable and tucked me in, this was shocking me because I rarely get a good sleep in. Then images if my nightmare flashed through my head and my heart rate picked up again as fear latched on to me and had a tight hold.

I grabbed his arm without thinking, he looked back at me expectedly.

"Stay with me." My voice was low and trembling, he nodded, and I looked away while he stripped into his boxers. Sliding in bed next to me, I wrapped myself against his side. My head resting against his calming heart heat that eventually lulled me to sleep, feeling safe in his arms as they wrapped around me.