Miguel's pov
What is it they want to tell me that's making them fidget like a bride on her wedding night?
"What's it you want to tell me?"
I hope it's not something that will sullen the good mood am in right now.
"We're wer....."
A sound stops Donald from completing his sentence.
"What's that sound? " I asked, alarmed at the prospect of it being the sound of gunshots.
"Take him inside right this instant!" Damien growled at Donald " keep him safe while we check what must have made such a sound," he says it as if he doesn't know exactly what caused the sound, but my mind tells me they all know what that sound is, and where it came from.
"What's that sound?"
I ask again, fighting against the hold Donald have on me.
"We don't know what it is, and you heard Damien when he said I should take you to safety," he says without meeting my eyes.
" You know you suck at lying?" I glare at him "it's either you tell me what's going on, or am not going in there with you," I gestures to the house.
" Let's go in before it's too late," Donald begs as he keeps darting his eyes from me to the small forest surrounding their property.
"Am not going anywhere if you don't tell me exactly what's happening, and why you three are in edge."
I placed my hands on my waist. Adopting a stance of stubbornness.
Damien glared at Donald " why can't you do a littel job? take our mate in the house right this instant!" he avoids my face as he talks to Donald.
" And I said am not going anywhere!" I stubbornly said.
If they think they will get me to enter in that house without knowing what's wrong, then they have some surprise coming their way.
"I swear to the goddess if you make him see this without us first preparing him, I will...."
"See what? what are you going to prepare me for?" now this is what I call confusion of the highest order.
"Please Miguel, we will tell you everything when we come in. Please go with Donald, I promise to explain everything to you," Faniel gives me a pleading look.
The look he gave me made me relent " promise to tell me when you come in?" I ask.
I need to be sure if it before I enter in there..
"Yes I promise. We will tell you everything when this over," he promised.
"Cross your heart and hope to die?"
"yes, I cross my heart and hope to die, now please enter into the house," he says a bit too impatiently.
" Let's go," I turned to follow Donald inside until I hear the growl.
Without much waste of time, Donald covers my eyes as he carried me into the house.
" What's wrong with you?" I glare at him,
" You were wasting enough time to enter the house, I just thought to lend you a hand" he shrugs.
" What was that growl I heard?" I tried to look out a partially close window, but he blocked my view.
"It's nothing," he says with a look over his shoulders "it's just nothing."
"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?"
"am not trying to convince anyone, am just telling you there's nothing wrong," he sits on a sofa, and pats the space next to me " come sit with me?"
he made it sound like a question while I know it's more of a command than a question.
"What exactly is those sounds?" I asked him. The sounds outside was more of howls and grunts.
He shakes his head "there's nothing wrong," he says yet again.
"Is that wolves I he.."
He locks my mouth in a kiss, and as greedy as I am for a touch from them, I latched onto him without letting go as he deepens the kiss.
As we kissed, my mind slowly forgot all about my thoughts of earlier, and the reason why I was on edge.
Asking me a question of what I was thinking earlier will make me try racking my brain to think on it.
With hands roving everywhere, I climbed on him, deepening the addictive kiss.
Hands clutching on my hair, he tries to get more closer to me( which is quite impossible based on how close we're now).
When the kiss was about making way for the next thing on the table, he broke up from the kiss with an alarmed look on his face.
"I need to go. They're in trouble," he rose up too fast he almost threw my butt in the floor.
"What's wrong? why is your face like that?" I looked at him in concern.
" Shit, shit," he drags his hair " I should have known better. I should have known not to kiss you," he spoke in anger.
" What's wrong in kissing me?" I can feel the tears about to fall.
Is he regretting the kiss already?
" I should have known the kiss will distract them, but no I didn't think on that!" he turns towards me "please stay in here, I will return shortly back to you," he says before running out of the house.
I made to follow him, but thought better of it. He promised to shortly return, and am holding him up to that.
My thoughts back on how he behaved after the kiss. He made it seem like us kissing is a bad thing.
*
Minutes later and he's not yet back, so i made the decision of going out there to look for him.
If I find him out there, I will give him a tongue lashing of his life; one he won't ever forget.
All I have to do is find him, and when i do I will tell him exactly what I have in mind.
Opening the door, I stepped out intent on finding the said boy, but I came to an abrupt stop when I saw what's in front of me.