Lycan's Mate (His Claim) Chapter 110

Fiona's POV

My very own words worsened the wound already embedded in my heart but I felt every word that escaped my now dried lips was the truth. It was evident in their eyes that they were relieved that I had returned and yet, their disappointed faces that left no room for a chance to regain the respect I desperately needed from them all proved that there was no way I was going to be able to convince them. To convince him that I could do better. I was scared as hell in becoming Luna of this large and powerful pack beside a man I never had a chance with if I wasn't his mate, but I was willing to do it. I wanted to push all those fears aside and live the fate that was thrust upon me for who knows how long. But it was a pointless attempt. Why try to change something when the ones you're trying to mend the bonds with are the ones cutting the thread repeatedly, leaving you in mid-air with nothing to hold onto?Without giving him another glance, I turned and started to make my way back into the forest. I didn't care if I were to get lost or if it would take me days to reach the pack house to grab my things and leave, but I couldn't stand being near him any longer. The pain was too profound and I would eventually suffocate from the intensity in the air if I didn't leave now

Before I could manage another step, two strong arms wrapped themselves around my torso, stopping me midway. I gasped in shock as the sparks ignited between our bodies, causing my heartbeat to quicken in speed despite of the newly opened wound; and even then, I could feel the dagger slowly being pulled away from it as it sealed shut, nothing but a scar being left in its place. I breathed heavily, my body frozen in place as his hold on me tightened. I could feel my body collapsing and I gave in to the fatigue that overwhelmed my body. I was tired of all of this, of all the going back and forth and trying to figure out what I should do. I was tired of them judging....of judging myself. I just wanted, for once in my life, for everything to fall into place and to find myself smiling with such happiness that nothing could ever taint it

"They're wrong," he whispered against the nape of my neck, sending shivers down my spine as his warm breath tickled my sensitive skin. He remained still for a few seconds before releasing me and spinning me around to face him. "They're all wrong. We mustn't dwell on the past, for it taints the bright future that lies before us....and I should've been the first to do that," he said sadly, pulling a strand of my hair behind my left ear so affectionately before wiping the tears away from my cheeks with the pads of his thumbs.

"I'm so sorry, Fiona. I never meant for you to feel this way when you were trying so hard to redeem yourself. I just-" His voice broke as he took in a deep breath, looking out at the trees behind me with mixed emotions swirling in the depths of his eyes.

"I just couldn't help the thought of losing you again and yet, I was the one inflicting that result from happening again. I am so sorry"

With inner defeat, his head fell forward and for once in my life, I had never seen such a broken man standing in front of me like him before. Not even my own father could compare to this very moment. The man I thought who was so strong that not even a single word or a thunderous storm could break him, was just that....broken

Without a second thought, I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him into a tight embrace with all the strength I had in me. Automatically, he wrapped his arms around my waist, closing in any gap of air that lied between us. I could hear his soft sobs as he nuzzled his face against my neck, the mere sound breaking my heart into a million piece as he mumbled his apologies again and again

Shaking my head, I whispered,

"You're not the one that needs to apologize, Blake. I am so sorry for everything I have done to you. You don't deserve this pain inflicted upon you by none other than me. It was the worst thing I have ever done and I'll regret it till the day I die." I paused, tightening my hold as fresh tears escaped me.

"I promise to make it up to you every single day, for the rest of my life. You mean the world to me Blake, believe that. I'll be nothing without you."

I felt his hold soften as he pulled away, his dark eyes meeting my own. The intensity within his opaque eyes nearly drowned me.

"I love you, Fiona," he whispered softly to the air between us.

Without thinking, I reached up and collided my lips with his own, surprising him for a few seconds before he reacted by kissing me more hungrily than ever before, which I did not complain about. The sparks ignited brighter and more intensely, wrapping themselves around our bodies and capturing us in a hold so strong that not a single force in this world could ever break it. His hold on my waist tightened as if he wanted to bring me as close as possible and I did the same, running my hands through his thick dark hair as our lips longingly kissed each other. I parted my lips, taking in a deep breath of air as he took this opportunity to deepen the kiss by sliding his tongue between my lips and teasing me. Our tongues dueled against each other, neither one of us backing down until I felt the softness of the grass beneath my body. My eyes widened in surprise as I realized we were now lying on the ground. When the heck did we get here? He took that moment of shock to kiss the length of my neck, causing a shiver of pleasure to run down the length of my spine as I arched my back into him. His kisses became longer and filled with more desire. His tongue lapped circles around my skin until he reached the spot where his mark shall stay forever. Grazing his teeth against my skin, I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips as the feeling that coursed through my body intensified. I missed, craved these sensations I haven't felt in years and I knew only one man could make me feel this way. He let out a soft growl as his hands traveled down my thighs and gently dug his nails against my pants. He pressed himself closer against me before kissing my lips forcefully once more. My fingers wove themselves back to his hair as I pulled, earning a growl in response before pressing his lips harder against mine. It was evident the amount of desire that lied between us, the suppressed emotions that we held back until now. I wanted him, I needed him more than anything at this very moment. It was just him and I in our own little world and I couldn't have wanted it any other way. Sadly, that moment had to end.

I felt him slowly pull away, a low growl escaping his lips before he looked up at the trees in front of us. I followed his line of sight but it was nearly impossible to see anything with the flowers blocking my view of the trees. I looked back up at him in a state of panic, memories flashing in my mind from previous incidents that happened just like this. He must have sensed my change in mood because he gave me a reassuring smile and a peck on the lips. The instant our lips touched, I could feel my body slowly calm down and I was grateful for that.

"What's wrong?" I asked, still rather breathless from the kiss, or make-out session I should say. I couldn't help but blush just thinking about He chuckled at my reaction and rubbed my cheek with his thumb.

"Nothing, beautiful. It's just that we aren't alone anymore."

That definitely alarmed me.

"Who's here?" I asked, craning my neck to see if I could see any figure walking through the trees.

"You can't see him. It's merely Marcus actually doing his job in protecting you," Blake said rather annoyed.