Chapter 10

Chapter 10 - Zoe

It started when I was six. The first time I remember it started as a buzzing. When I asked my parents about this they took me to a doctor who could find nothing physically wrong with me. The years would pass and it would come and go and they could find no psychological reason or physical reason for the buzzing but as I neared nine they became the pulsing message to FIND HIM. HE IS YOURS.

I've learned by this age however to keep my mouth shut. If I think back now it was probably the only reason I wasn't committed. Only appearances mattered after all.

I remember the command got so bad one day in late June. I started running through the woods. My mother didn't care what I did as long as I stayed out of sight.

I ran until my legs screamed and my lungs burned to the point of rebellion. My blood pounded in my ears and my heart struggled in my little chest. When I finally stopped to catch my breath, I was lost. And the guy who found me? Well he wasn't very nice at all... In fact I would even call him the Big bad Wolf. Because even though no one would believe me I saw him turn into a wolf.

It didn't take long for me to be addicted. I found out early on it drowned out the noise and the pain. I hate myself for being so weak but I have no other options that I can see to deal with the pain.

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I watched the muscles play through his back and arms as he washed the dishes at the sink. I never thought domestic chores could be hot but he found a way to make them sexy. It was the first time I've been even remotely clean in years, but with the full belly and the hot shower I was clear headed.

The whispers tickled in my ears as a new message for the first time ever cropped up.

CLAIM HIM. HE IS YOURS. KEEP HIM. CLAIM HIM. MATE.

The voices overlapped until I found myself walking without having made the decision. I was pressing my lips to his warm flesh and sending off lightning bolts straight to between my thighs. My fingertips aching to touch but the touch was not my own. As he turns and faces me the chanting strengthens. Words are exchanged and I'm becoming overwhelmed at the sensation that I'm not the only one seeing through my eyes.

My thoughts are so aligned with this presence, it's all I can do to not give in completely. There's something important about Roman that I'm missing but I'm too inundated. All my thoughts are swirling on one thing - to claim this man.

I take in the strong jaw, the perfect nose, thick lips and those crystalline eyes crawling with hints of something darker and more sinister. I'm stroking his chest with my other hand capturing his neck.

At this point, for just a moment, I give in. Hands are everywhere. Lips communicate more than just desire, but the intertwining of two souls.

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As he pulls away, a small slightly rational voice tells me he's right to do so. But the wail of pain that rips from my chest says otherwise. I collapse in on myself as I shudder on the floor.

The next thing I know he's carrying me to the living room and settling me on the floor in front of the massive fireplace.

What the fuck just happened? I'd like to know too. I just felt more power coursing through me than I thought a human could handle.

So while the voices were quiet for the moment, my body was in shock like someone had run a live wire through me and played it to the beat of the macarena.

All I wanted was sleep and as the fire roared to life in front I closed my eyes and surrendered to the darkness.

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