I stared at the creamy ceiling, slowly blinking.

It was a bright, beautiful day with the sun shining above and the birds racing with the winds. I lifted my head up to the sky and closed my eyes, inhaling the scent of fresh leaves and blooming flowers.

When two strong arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me into a strong chest, I smiled without opening my eyes, knowing who it was.

The arms tightened on my curved waist when the owner of the arms ran his lips against the curve of my neck, making me shiver in delight. I leaned my head back and rested it on his solid chest, listening to the laughter of the children playing around us.

"I can't wait till the day I make you my wife, the mother of my children." he whispered in a playful tone. I smiled and leaned into him more. He kissed my neck, slowly going up and back down to the base where my neck connected to my shoulder.

"My love, you know my mother wouldn't appreciate you touching me before I become of age." I sighed, but I couldn't deny the way my heart raced against my ribcage. I didn't like my mother's decision on this, but I had to shut my mouth if I wanted to belong to him.

He whined, his arms tightening around me and his lips now replaced with his warm tongue. My eyes widened, and I found myself trembling in his arms.

"You know I cannot keep my hands to myself when I'm around you. You're my betrothed. I have every right to hold you and touch you. Your mother is only trying to hold onto her only daughter."

I hummed and decided to turn around towards him. I looked up at him and wrapped my arms around his neck. Yet, I couldn't keep the embarrassing colour away from my cheeks.

He gazed down at me, devotion clear in his eyes. His ash blonde hair was slightly messy, probably because of his friends ruffling it when they were training. His golden eyes shone with excitement, even after going through so much hardships. His defined jaw and his plump lips, his muscular frame and his sought-after looks. He was beyond beautiful.

His lips curved up, his eyes narrowing slightly when he noticed me eyeing him.

"Did I tell you how unfairly handsome you are?" I asked shyly— quietly, my cheeks and face burning. A harmonious sound vibrated from within his chest, his frame shaking as he held me to him. The sound caused my own lips to curl upwards. It was always a reward for me when he laughed.

When he stopped, he kissed the top of my head and squeezed me closer to him with a sigh.

"I adore you, my beautiful Jewel." he whispered sincerely.

I smiled happily and looked at him with my eyes. "I adore you, too, my only Jonathan."

I sat upright, breathing heavily whilst my body shook. I ignored my throbbing neck and tried to control my breathing. My soul was telling me to calm down, to control my emotions but I couldn't do anything about it. I inhaled again, the more I did the more shaky and difficult my breathing would become.

"What's wrong?" I jumped in shock with a yelp as I heard a sudden voice. I snapped my neck to the side too quick until my eyes landed on a person I haven't seen for a while.

He was looking at me with worry and as he saw my eyes on him, he began moving towards me.

"Stop! Don't come near me!" I shrieked. Jay stopped in his tracks immediately. He didn't know what was going on. I bet he was thinking how bipolar I became. I haven't changed, I just woke up badly.

"What's wrong? You're shaking." he whispered, his eyes scanning my face. I don't know why, but he reminded me of my older brother so much.

At that thought, I felt my body shake even more and I felt my eyes water.

I don't ever feel the need to cry over something. But whenever I have a dream of Him, everything makes me cry. I can't control the feelings inside of me that are uncovered because of His face in my dreams. He was a sensitive topic to me.

I gripped my hair tightly when a tortured sob escaped my lips. I had just shown weakness. I had just let a shameful tear fall. I had just felt emotions.

I froze when I felt unfamiliar arms wrap around my shoulders.

"I won't do anything, I promise. Go ahead and cry. It's not bad to cry and it's not a weakness. Crying will help you heal emotionally, so go on. I'll be here, if you're okay with it." Jay murmured softly, and began stroking my hair soothingly when he felt me relax in his arms. He reminds me of my older brother so much.

I fisted his shirt into my palms and let out a tortured wail as I sobbed and weeped in Jay's arms. I wasn't able to get it through my head. I could not believe that I was in the arms of a Pureblood willingly, crying and showing feelings. I cannot believe I am being comforted by a Pureblood.

"Not all purebloods are bad, Jewel." Jay whispered as he rocked us back and forth like a mother comforting her injured child.

"Why?" I wailed loudly in between sobs. There was a silence and I knew he was confused and had no clue on what I was asking. "Why are you so kind to me? I tried to kill you once!" I cried harder, not knowing why. Those emotions I was feeling, I hated them so much.

Jay inhaled deeply. "You remind me of someone dear to me."

By now, my wails had quietened and all that was left were my sniffs and silent sobs. "Who are they?" I sobbed.

Jay stayed silent for a moment, taking another deep breath. "My dead sister." I flinched and sobbed again. Jay's arms tightened around me, making me relax a little.

"It's okay. It doesn't matter anymore. What's done is done. Purebloods can only be killed if their heart's ripped out of their chests or if their heads are chopped off of their bodies."

I blinked the remainder of my tears and focused on Jay's heartbeat. I was envious of him. A heartbeat is something I'll never have.

"Would it make you better if I took you out somewhere?" I instantly perked up. I have no idea how someone who was crying seconds ago can suddenly have a huge smile on their face.

"Really?!" I grinned and looked up at him. He looked surprised, but his expression softened and turned into a smile. I suddenly remembered something, and that thought had dulled my excitement.

"Don't worry about Sebastian. He's in a business meeting and won't be back until late in the evening. In the mean time, why don't we have some fun?"

He did not need to ask. He knew my answer already. I beamed and nodded my head eagerly before I hopped off of the bed and rushed to the closet to pick today's outfit. Before I could go inside the bathroom to change, I stopped and called out to Jay. He looked my way and gave me his full attention.

"What had happened just then, forget about it. It didn't happen."

He nodded, blinked his eyes and opened them again with a grin. "Memory deleted."

I smiled and with that, wasted no time in heading inside the bathroom to change.

"Jay, come on!" I whined. He laughed and shook his head again, probably giving up this time.

"Fine, but you behave. If I see you wanting to ravage some Vampire, I will take it from you and throw it in the trash can." I looked at him with wide eyes. He grinned and said nothing before he walked over to the ice cream shop.

"Three scoops of strawberry ice cream, please." he said politely to the old woman behind the counter. She was a human. I looked at her gently, a smile on my face.

I didn't notice Jay turn towards me, wanting to say something but as soon as he saw the look on my face, he shut his mouth and stared at me. I snapped out of it when the lady smiled at me and gave Jay the ice cream.

Jay thanked her, while I stared at the strawberry ice cream in Jay's hand. He handed it to me as we walked out of the shop.

As Jay and I were talking, I caught a sniff of a familiar scent. I stopped in my tracks, making Jay stop along with me.

"What?" he asked. I shushed him and looked around while licking my ice cream. I probably looked silly, but I didn't care.

And then I caught his eyes. He looked hurt and when he noticed Jay by my side, his lips curled up into a snarl. I think Jay followed my eyes because I heard him curse from beside me.

The beautiful wolf began walking towards me with threatening steps. Even though I rejected him, I did want him. I didn't reject him easily. It was for his own good. I wasn't good enough to be his mate, that I was sure of.

I swiftly stepped in front of Jay, not wanting the wolf to hurt him. The Werewolf growled, his eyes drifting to a night black colour.

"Mate." he growled, but not loud enough for human ears to hear. His hands travelled to my waist and quickly pulled me to his chest.

"You have a mate?" Jay almost screamed, his widening as though they wanted to fall out from his face.

"Ex-mate. I rejected him for his own good."

My mate growled and tightened his hold on my waist. He was just as tall as Jay, yet a bit more muscular.

"You kidding me? You didn't reject him properly! If you did, he would be dead by now!" Jay was getting tense and worried. He kept glancing at my mate and then back at the arm around my waist. I knew why he was like that. Sebastian would cause an earthquake if he finds out a male had touched me without his consent. Ugh, that jerk.

"Seriously?" I whispered to myself, looking at the ground in though. "In every Werewolf story I read that the humans wrote, that's how the mate rejects the other mate. Where did I go wrong?" I asked myself.

My mate growled. Damn, I forgot he was here. I now became aware of my tingling body and the desire I felt. I'm quite sure Jay had scented my arousal because his eyes suddenly hardened and his fists clenched in alarm.

"Don't you dare." he warned.

"Jay, come on. Just this once. Slade doesn't have to know. I'll only be gone for a while. Okay, thanks sweetie, bye!" I laughed at his expression when I gave him what was left of my ice cream. His eyebrows were raised and his eyes were wide.

I quickly grabbed the Werewolf's hand and rushed to the corridor that led to the public toilets. I walked past the restrooms and rushed outside the back exit, anticipating the Werewolf's hands on my body, making me feel something no other Vampire had ever made me feel.

As soon as I stepped out, I was harshly shoved against the wall. I gasped and looked at the Werewolf. His eyes were still black and he was looking at me coldly.

"Am I just some toy to you?" he barked. I remained calm, yet waiting for his touch. I groaned when his touch didn't come.

"Will you just hurry up and touch me already! I told you before, I'm not good enough for you. You have no idea how many Vampires I've slept wi—"

His lips were unexpectedly slammed against my own, forcing my words to be cut. I forgot about everything and quickly wrapped my arms around his neck. All too soon, he pulled away and untangled my arms from his neck. I frowned and looked at him questioningly.

"Mate." he growled sharply. I gulped, inwardly silencing my frightened soul who was whispering loudly with fear. He could easily twist my neck.

"You are mine. Whether you like it or not, you are my mate and I want you." he grabbed my hips and lifted me off of the ground. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his toned waist.

"Tell me your name." he commanded, glaring at me.

I glared back and hissed, "Rina. What's yours?"

"Chase." he husked. He moved his lips towards my neck and began placing hot kisses around. I arched my neck towards him and hissed quietly. My hands reached towards his hair but he swiftly took a hold of them and pinned them above my head on the wall with only one of his big hands. My back arched towards him because of the impact, and another hiss escaped my lips. This time, it was because of the treatment.

"You won't be touching me."

Ouch. That was harsh. How was I going to contribute to the fun?

It was night time, the time when the supernaturals and immortals roam the streets and have their fun. The humans had no clue we existed. Night time was the time where us immortals were at our strongest and most active. And this jerk was telling me to not touch him?

I laughed lowly when he inserted his free hand under my shirt and licked my neck from the bottom to the top.

"Say my name."

The lust was evident in his voice, not just his actions. I was stubborn and because of what he was doing to me, I didn't want to moan his name.

Slowly, he began retreating his hand from under my shirt.

"No." I whined and squirmed, trying to free my hands. My body was aching, wanting his touch.

"Say my name and I'll ease the ache." he caressed my stomach slowly, teasing me.

Feeling playful, I smirked and said, "My name."

He narrowed his eyes, his hands retreating from me.

"Chase." I moaned desperately. I felt his lips turn upwards into a grin. His hand slid higher inside my shirt and I arched towards him further. He began rubbing against me slowly and at that moment, I felt like I was lost in an unknown dimension.

When his lips moved past my collarbones, I closed my eyes. Just as his lips were going to move even further down the exit door busted open, forcing Chase and I to pull apart.

I was surprised. That traitor. Jay had called Sebastian, who was standing there with his fists clenched and jaw locked as his eyes took in the position I was in— though he still looked calm. As soon as I saw Sebastian, I felt my eyes drift to their very light, almost glowing gold.

Chase quickly moved to stand in front of me protectively. Sebastian narrowed his eyes and I knew exactly what he was going to do.

"Don't hurt him!" I shouted to Sebastian before he could do anything. Jay looked worried, whilst Sebastian remained calm. But I noted the twitch of his left eye.

"Come to my side and I won't hurt him." he threatened. My mouth opened slightly, ready to dare him to repeat his threat but I caught Jay's warning look. I took a deep breath and moved a little from behind Chase.

Chase instantly growled and tried to hold onto me, but he suddenly held his hand in pain. I looked at Sebastian with outrage.

"You said you won't hurt him!" I screamed, holding onto Chase.

Sebastian hissed loudly. "I said come to my side and I won't but you didn't. I'll just teach this mutt to keep his hands to himself next time. You can stay there all you want and watch."

Using my super speed, I hurried to his side before he could do anything. As soon as I was near him, he gripped my elbow and nodded to Jay. Sebastian's hand tugged on my elbow, dragging me away.

"What are you doing?!" I shrieked. I looked back towards Chase who was now being helped by Jay. Soon, Chase became distant until I couldn't see him anymore.

He had taken me somewhere far, where not many people were around. He pulled on my hand harshly and forced me to stand in front of him. It was then that I took notice of his eyes. They were that ice blue, almost very light silver deadly colour.

Instinctively, my eyes drifted back to their very light, almost glowing gold.

"What were you doing with another male's lips and hands on your skin?" he hissed ferociously.

Before I could answer him, I sensed the presence of another Pureblood around. Sebastian had also noticed, thus dropping the subject and quickly pulling me to his side with a defensive stance.

I could also smell the scent of a human's blood. That changed the colour of my eyes to their bloodthirsty silver. I instantly shoved Sebastian away from me and super-speeded towards the direction of the scent.

When I reached the area where the smell was the strongest, the scene looked just as I predicted. The Pureblood was feeding on the human.

I hissed loudly, earning the Pureblood's attention. When he saw me, he smirked and dropped the human's body to the ground. I became even angrier than before. Before I knew it, I had managed to push the Pureblood to the cold wall with strong force.

He threw her like she was a can of beer!

He hissed and suddenly switched our positions so that I was slammed against the wall with the Pureblood's hand wrapped around my neck in a death grip. My neck had suddenly began to feel cold and my arms had fallen paralysed by my sides. My blood felt like it froze and my muscles were held into place with the harsh cold temperature that was higher than my body's cold temperature.

I know his gift. He has the gift of frost.

My vision was beginning to blur slowly. However, before the Pureblood could cause any more damage, a harsh hand curled painfully around the Pureblood's wrist. I was amazed when I saw the Pureblood wince with pain. Purebloods were not weak and nothing could make them feel pain.

I looked up towards the source of the hand and sure enough, I saw Sebastian standing with his deadly eyes. No wonder the Pureblood felt pain. It was Slade.

As soon as the Pureblood looked at Sebastian, he froze with a shameful emotion. Fear.

"Remove your hand from her." Sebastian commanded, his voice colder than the Pureblood's gift.

Just like that, the Pureblood obeyed Sebastian's order. The Pureblood slowly turned to face Sebastian. Of course. It was rude not to direct your entire attention on a Slade.

I gasped and pushed myself further into the wall when Sebastian's hand pierced through the Pureblood's chest. The Pureblood's face twisted into pain and horror as he watched what happened.

"You've hurt what's mine."

With his dark voice and sinister look, I yelped when Sebastian quickly pulled his hand out of the Pureblood's chest. He dropped to the floor, a gaping hole left in his chest with red liquid spreading around it.