Chandler's POV
We had finished dinner and started to clean up when Danny decided to run home and talk to my parents. I seriously do not envy him right now. Never in my life did I think my brother would be in this kind of situation. Who am I kidding. I never thought I'd a werewolf. This life is just way more weird than I thought it was.
"I'm sorry, I guess I made it that way." I turned my head and looked up at Clayton.
"I never said it was a bad weird hun. Just weird. Stop worrying that I'm going to get up and runaway from you." I brought my hand to his cheek and ran my thumb over it.
"Well any other person would. I guess I'm just waiting to see if you will." He grabbed my hand and we started to walk down the hallway and head for his bedroom. "Are you still mad at me for not telling you about Luke?" I stopped as we reached his door.
"I'm not mad at you. I just wish you would have told me. I know your trying to protect me Clayton but, I think I had the right to know about it." He turned towards me and started to walk forward. I stepped backwards and ran into the wall. He put both hands on each side of my face.
"Your right. I just hate to see you worried." He started to kiss down my jawline and headed towards my neck. He was heading towards my mark and I knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to make me forget it. It was working though. There's no way I would be able to resist something that felt this good. He neared my mark and before he reached it he mumbled against my skin. "Am I forgiven?" His breath blew over my mark and I couldn't help the moan that passed my lips.
"Yes." I said breathlessly. I was panting by the time he placed his lips on his bite mark. I moaned again and my legs began to get weak. As if knowing that, he brought his hands down to my thighs and lifted me up. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and he brought his around my waist. As he connected our lips together he went into his room and shut the door shut and locked it. He walked over to his bed and layed me down as he hovered over me.
"I want you so badly." He said as his lips traveled over my jawline again. He brought his hand down my side and lifted the hem of my shirt. His hand slowly moved up my stomach and reached my bra when I panicked.
"Wait." I said breathlessly. He stopped his hand and lifted his head. His eyes were glowing down at me. "I'm sorry but, I'm not ready and I want to wait." He shut his eyes tight and nodded. Placing his head on my shoulder we both calmed ourselves.
"I'm sorry, you told me that. I shouldn't have done that." He said against my shoulder and pulled back to look at me. His eyes were back to their original color and they looked sad.
"No please don't be sorry. I want to. Believe me, I want to very badly." He chuckled as he looked down at me. "I just want to wait until I'm married." He raised his eyebrow at me.
"Well that's only going to be with one person and that would be me. So don't be thinking anything different young lady." I giggled at his serious joking face.
"Oh I wouldn't dream of it." He shifted me on the bed and layed down next to me. "Your just going to have to do something about that aren't you." I turned over so he couldn't see my huge grin. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me against his chest.
"Oh I plan to. Very soon." He said in my hair. Which made chills go up my spine. The thought of being tied to him in every way possible just makes every cell of my body scream for joy. How could someone be this happy. Just a few months I was this depressed angry girl waiting to die. I pushed my back into his chest and he sighed. "Your going to be the death of me ya know." I let out a soft chuckle.
"Right back at ya babe." He tightened his arms around me and took a deep breath into my hair. I fell asleep to the sound of his heart beating beside me.