Thread: A Wolf and His Claim on Her Broken Heart (Raivh & sydnie.cherie)

Her snappish response hadnt been expected. He was trying to help her, and he wasnt a moron. Whatever had just gone on in that car was more than nothing, or she wouldnt look as she did. Watching as she teetered, her weight shifting, he furrowed his brow. The way she reacted to his question about her alcohol intake gave him enough reason to deduce that she had, indeed, been drinking. She wasnt drunk, perhaps, but he could smell it on her. Alcohol had a pungent scent, and it was radiating from her. Whether it had been her boyfriend whod been the big drinker or not, he wasnt going to be the responsible party that left her on the side of the road. He wasnt going to take the blame for her death when she wandered onto a busier street, got hit by a car, or passed out. Striding after her, he did the unthinkable to her, as a stranger, and wrapped one strong arm around her. In an unbelievable, effortless, fluid motion, he lifted her off the ground and tossed her over his shoulder. Then Ill make it my business so I dont feel guilty when I see your face on the front page College girl dies because she passed out on the side of the road or College girl hit by truck, killed instantly. With one arm locked around her legs, he began trekking back in the direction of his apartment. Let her kick, scream, crywhatever it was she wanted to do. He was positive he could find someone on campus who knew her, after he got her cleaned up, and they could see that she made it safely back to her dorm room. She had friends that much he knew. One person he wouldnt be letting take charge of her care once he released her from his sight would be that guy hed seen her with before. She smelled of him, a vile scent. Whatever cologne he wore was cheap. Snorting, he jerked his shoulder and arm up, adjusting her weight as he walked. Saturated brown locks drooped over his forehead as water droplets pelted his face. Ive seen you around before. Whats your name? he asked, glancing over the shoulder he had her body draped over. Chase wasnt entirely sure whether she would grant him that bit of information. This was taking too long. Walking was something he hated because it was so time consuming. His legs were strong enough that he could have run while carrying her weight, but he didnt. More than one block and shed be interrogating him about more than why hed hauled her all the way back to his apartment. Splashing through a puddle, he snarled under his breath. Fifteen minutes and two blocks later, Chase was fumbling with his, cursing as he struggled to shove the right one into the lock. A large male opened the door, and Chase stuffed the keys back into his pocket. Great timing. The girl stays outside, the blondes thoughts echoed into his mind. Gritting his teeth, Chase shoved past the male, his strength enough to cause the blonde to stumble back. Go get her a change of clothes, Chase barked, stalking across the carpeted floor. The bathroom door slammed a moment later. His shoes squeaked over the tile, and he set her down in the tub. Cold at first, then hot. Sorry. Slapping a lever, water poured forth from a silver showerhead mounted on one of the white tile walls. Frigid water blasted her, spattering him, and he watched as muddy water flowed to the drain in a seemingly endless stream. A minute or so later, the water sputtered and then shot forth hot and steaming. No reservation about him, his eyes roaming wherever his hands did, he set about undressing her. His subconscious registered bare skin with each shred of clothing he peeled from her body. A bulge formed at the front of his shorts, an involuntary reaction to the female body. Finish getting that mud off, he commanded, green eyes locking on her face. He was busy balling the bundle of soaking wet, dirty clothes hed stripped her of, and took a step back. A knock on the door caught his attention, and he turned, tossing her ruined outfit in the trashcan. Chase, you better have a good fucking excuse for this, the blonde from before snapped, entering the room. His eyes, a light shade of grey, fell on the woman. Chase jerked the shower curtain shut. Well, shit, if you were planning on No, now get out, Vince Chase replied, cutting him off and scowling. Why dont you and Jared figure out something for dinner. Im starving, and your lazy asses havent done anything all day. Shoving him back out the door, Chase shut it, and then set the change of clothes hed been handed down on the counter. He turned his head, ears and eyes homing in on the sound of running water behind the drawn curtain. All he could see was a blurry, naked body. His nostrils flared. It wasnt hard to lust after someone with a body like hers, but he hadnt helped her in hopes of a reward of any kind for his chivalrous behavior. Dropping his gaze to the floor, he fixed it on the cabinets below the bathroom sink, and lowered himself to a squat. The doors opened with a creek, and after digging around for a moment he produced a tube of ointment and a bandage. Youve only got the one cut under your left eye, right? he inquired over the sound of cascading water. Shutting the cabinets, he straightened his spine and stood upright. He crossed over to the closed curtain and pulled it open with a flick of his wrist. The hooks slid easily over the silver rod, and within moments her bare flesh was open to his scrutiny once more. His green irises were locked on hers, mouth straight, and expression casual. Theres that one on your lip, too, but I dont think a bandage will do it much good. What did he do? Bite you? He cracked a smile then and chuckled. Got a drunken vampire bastard after you? Ive never heard of any leech creature sucking on a girls eye, or her lips. Wasnt even aware that they knew what lips were for.