Beauty and the Beast

WTFF?

Chapter Nine -  WTFF?

        "Look, I know what I did wasn't exactly Nice... But I have very good reasons for locking him up like that."

        "Please, Enlighten me." He gave me a look after my instinctive sarcasm came out. He got up from his side of the table and sat on the chair next to mine.

        "A month ago, a few girls from my pack were taken," his face took on so much sadness and love for those girls. The blood started to rush to my cheeks, just because the green jealous monster jumped on my back.

        Wow, you really need to sort your priorities. My subconscious sassed at me. He is talking about girls who were taken and for all you know they could be his nieces.

        Shuddap.

        "- I just got them back a few hours before your dad stumbled in. I wasn't exactly welcoming every man with open arms when that's exactly what took the girls."

        Damn, he had a good reason for locking him up. Maybe I shouldn't be so mad at him. That still doesn't explain why I'm locked up.

        "That's fine then, I get it. But why am I still a prisoner?" I asked after a few moments of silence.

        He looked like he did not want to answer than question. His eyebrows furrowed and his lips pursed . He has a really cute thinking face. And his usual closed eyes were filled with too many emotions to count. They're the grey you see when there are storms whirling over head, giving warnings of rain and thunder. I could stare at them. It all of my will power to not rest my head on my fist and just stare dreamily into his face.

        "Because I need you." I saw his lips move but what he said just went from one ear right through the other.

        "I'm sorry, could you please repeat that, I was uh distracted."

        "I said, that you are still here because I need you." Huh? He needs me? I felt heat running through my veins at the thought of him needing me. And just like that I knew that I needed him too. He may be rough on the outside but I would bet anything that if I peeled enough layers I could find a caring man.

        "But you don't even know me."

        "That doesn't matter, we were meant to be together, but I can't explain why yet. Your not ready. You'll run and I'm not losing you." The brute honesty in his eyes told me that he would travel across worlds and fight millions of armies if it meant that we would be together.

        "Uh, this is going a little to fast for me. I have only ever had one boyfriend, and that didnt even end well..." at the mention of my old boyfriend, I heard growling, but not just one, it sounded like thousands of feral animals roaring.

        "What the flying fuck was that?" I stood and looked around trying to find the source when my eyes landed back on him. His grey eyes changed. They were now a glowing red your see from a newly bloomed rose. His ears had a tip at the top. I swear my mind was playing tricks on me.

         What happened next told me that it wasn't my brain. My brain isn't creative enough or descriptive enough to show me what is happening before my eyes. His skin started to bubble as if is bones were moving around. His mouth grew outwards into the form of a nose and teeth? Canines? He stooped over and ripped his shirt open as he roared with such ferocity that shook my bones to the core.

        I didn't have time to admire his chiseled abs before they were gone. In his place was a wolf the same shade as his hair. He was Huge! My head barely reached his chest. My last thought before my body hit the floor was that he was beautiful.