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Chapter Nineteen

Michael laughed along with me, obviously amused by my thoughts. 'Well, I've never heard of that one before.' He stated which caused me to laugh even harder.

'Well then,' I said and unwrapped his arm from around me. A small look of disappointment flashed across his beautiful features and I instantly felt bad. Maddie's words kept ringing through my head.

'When you start to accept the mating bond, you're feeling towards Michael will develop extremely quickly.

'Go and let your wolf out and do whatever you need to do,' I told him. 'I've recently experienced what it's like to sit down for three days straight and it's not fun.' I jokingly gave him a hard glare saying how I'm still not impressed that he made me sit down all that time from the small injury I got.

A small laugh escaped Michael's full lips and my eyes flashed down towards them before snapping back up to meet his captivating dark brown eyes. 'But it's fine because I get to spend time with my mate,' he cooed in a loving tone as he brushed some hair from my face.

As his eyes stared intently at my forehead and the small frown appeared I knew where he was looking. His thumb gently traced over the three centimetre cut a couple of times. 'How is your head feeling anyways?' he questioned. 'I haven't asked lately sorry,' his frown deepened at the last bit.

'It feels fine,' I say shrugging my shoulders. The cut has started healing up properly and it's like a scab at the moment. In the next few days the stitches I got put in will dissolve out on their own and I'll just have the small cut on my forehead near my hair line for a while before it turns into a scar more than likely.

'That guy though, I could have sworn I've seen him before.' He said still frowning and still rubbing his thumb softly over the cut. I shrugged my shoulders and told him it doesn't matter anymore, and he stiffly nodded his head. For about ten seconds, we sat in silence and just started at each other, but it only felt like milliseconds.

We were in a moment and we both knew it, and my heart was pounding in my chest. Michael's deep brown eyes flashed from my eyes to my lips for a second before returning to my gaze, and before I knew it we were both leaning in.

The minute our lips connected it felt like time had frozen. Our lips met gently in a soft kiss barely even touching, only lasting a small time before I couldn't take it anymore and crashed my lips to his eagerly. Michael's hands found their way to my hips and he lifted me up so I was straddling his legs. While sitting on his lap we were even heights, none of us heaving to bend our heads any distance.

Pulling away for needed oxygen, I opened my eyes and started at Michael who went straight to kissing my cheek and down to my neck, then down to my collarbone. Instantly my eyes closed again and I supressed a small sigh of content as his moist lips worked their way around and back up to my neck. A small growl brought me out of my trance and made me think about how in this moment in time, I couldn't ask for a better mate, werewolf or not.

As the word mate ran through my mind, the pleasure coursing throughout my body from the gentle touch of Michael's lips on my skin made it feel like a dream. A dream that I was snapped out from as I felt him start nibbling on my neck which I instantly thought of the mark. I slowly cupped his chin and directed his head back up again and met his lips one last time, wanting him not to mark me but not wanting the feeling of pure bliss to end just yet.

Once again our lips connected but we both knew that the moment was over. Our lips slowly parted and I almost wanted to whine and experience it all over again, but I reluctantly pulled away, completely out of breath again. Our foreheads rested on each other and we were both panting heavily whilst gazing into each other's eyes.