September 20, Sunday

My heart was beating out of my chest. My lungs were dry and my stomach felt like it hadn't ate in months. What is she thinking? Is she scared? Well she can't be that scared if she's literally riding me right now. Riding me.

Anyways, when I heard her scream for my name I knew a wolf was here. A fucking rogue that has been annoying me for weeks. Maybe even more.

She was so scared. I saw her face when the rogue showed up and just.... I can't even express how much I want to protect her and keep her out of danger.

Something I can express is how much I wanted to rip that rogues throat out and wear it as a fucking necklace. Lucky me, I got to kill him. I let Dean have the others while I went to find Isabella.

I feel Bella tighten her hold around my neck suddenly. My wolf is very pleased that she still has feeling towards us. If she didn't, she would be screaming right now. Our bond is to strong for her to hate me anyways. It would break her soul to do that.

As we arrive to my home I let her slowly get off my back. She jumps off, immediately staring at Dean that as been sitting on the deck the entire time.

"When Grayson transforms back to his human form he will be naked. Unless you want to see that I suggest you wait inside." Dean says a little to rude. I snarl loudly giving him a hint he needs to be nicer to my mate.

Isabella looks back at me like she was scared to leave my side. I nodded my head towards the house telling her it was ok. She slowly walked away from me and passed Dean to my house. Once she was inside I transformed back to normal.

"I think the rogues are becoming a problem. Since word is getting around you have a mate, their coming to attack her. The rogue you killed was Joesph from Kingsley pack. I don't remember him being rogue the last time we were there." Dean says to me throwing me a new pair of clothes. I slip on the shorts then the t shirt.

"I'll figure it out tomorrow. We all need some rest." I say running my head through my hair.

"You mean Isabella said she was tired." Dean says with a grin. I hit his shoulder hard as I walk by. Although we are werewolf's so it didn't hurt.

I jog up the stairs hopping she would be in my room other than the guest room. The last thing I want is to be separated from her right now. As I open my bedroom door I see the bathroom light on. I sigh in relief before walking to the bathroom.

I knock on the door before stepping in. Their was Isabella at the bathroom sink with a thing of tissues in her hand.

When she started crying earlier, it literally broke my heart into pieces. It hurt me physically to see her hurt and in pain. I never want to see that again.

I walk slowly to her. She was facing the mirror still wiping tears. I wrap my arms around her waist tightly snuggling my head into her shoulder and neck. She barely flinches making my heart pound. Is she scared?

"I'm sorry you had to find out like that. I was going to tell you but I was scared you would be frightened and want to leave me. Please understand." I say softly into her ear.

I stand to my full height before turning her around and setting her on the bathroom counter. She gasps lightly from my quick actions.

"Please understand." I say running my hands up and down her thigh. Trying to sooth her.

Her dry eyes look into mine, like she's trying to see if I'm lying. Although I wasn't, I wanted her to like who I was. I only wanted validation from her. My princess.

"I understand. Just right now I want to sleep. Tomorrow morning we will talk." She says in her bossy tone. I nod my head before kissing her forehead.

She jumps off the counter and walks to the bedroom. I follow right behind her like a lost fucking puppy. She hesitantly gets into bed as I come in behind her. I wasn't sure if I should touch her after everything. However she shoved her body into mine and I immediately hugged her tightly.

I nuzzle my head into her back and soon hear her fall asleep. I'm surprised she can sleep after everything tonight. Maybe she was really that tired. Maybe she thought it was a dream.

Although a thought that keeps swimming in the back of my mind is "can I protect her"?

Wolfs will always come after me or her because she's my mate. My weakness. Her life will always be in danger. Always. She doesn't deserve that. She deserves to live her life out. To be safe. I can't keep her safe.

Sugar by Maroon 5