Torn

Chapter four

Hello my lovelies! So here is chapter four, I hope you all enjoy it!!

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"Haha!" I just couldn't help myself but burst out into a fit of laughter. "Don't be so stupid Jason!"

Surely he's not being serious. It can't be, it's impossible for werewolves to be mated to vampires, we are only mated to our own kind, he must be absurd. I scanned his face slowly to take in his ghostly complexion and his facial expression stopped me from laughing. I've never seen him so serious, even when we were children.

"It's impossible," I whispered to myself not believing him.

"Luna...it's true," he said in a very stern and serious tone, it was almost believable.

"How?" I questioned him and his sanity, this has to be some sick prank.

He stayed quiet and stepped closer to me, now only a few centimetres away from my face. He towered over me making me look up into his deep maroon eyes no longer the hazel they once were as a child. He leaned down, our faces inches away from each other's, our lips slightly touching one another's.

I step back trying to gain some space between us feeling uncomfortable with how close we are. He gave me a look that showed he was hurt I'd even step back from him. What does he expect! He seems to think I'm his mate and that I'd just accept it. Boy was he so wrong.

"I just know you are from your scent! Don't you know that?"

"BUT HOW!" I literally screamed frustrated as he didn't answer my question I asked him previously.

He just stood there speechless at my reaction. I don't think he's ever seen me shout like that before but right now I couldn't give a dam.

He looked at me, and I felt my body shiver. "This is insane, and impossible. Without proof I can't believe it."

Jason thought long and hard for a moment. His face twisted in conflict. As if uncertain of what to do.

"There is one way I could prove it to you." He looked to the ground.

"Well then, do it," I said, pushing him to prove himself, and this ridiculous lie.

He paused, lingering for a moment, and then raised his head. "Okay, but you have to promise me something."

I raised an eyebrow. "What do I have to promise?"

"That you won't kill me for what I'm about to do."

I didn't know how to respond, but if it would get this over with I would allow him to do anything.

"Fine, go ahead, do whatever."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, just do it already--"

Suddenly, I felt his lips pressed against mine as he held me close. Jason was kissing me, and what's more, I was letting him. Not even an attempt to fight back, or push him away.

Jason pulled back. "I'm sorry."

My eyes grew large. "What the hell was that?" My heart could not stop racing.

"It was the only way to prove it to you."

"A kiss? This isn't some sappy teen romance, Jason," I shouted at him, working myself up.

"It wasn't like that, give it a minute."

"Give it a minute to what?..." I said, feeling strange.