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

He made half-snorted, half-grunted at her retort, finding it amusing and irritating that she thought a bloodsucker would have been gentler. Clearly, shed never met one, or at least hadnt had the pleasure of one revealing its true self to her. His strong, rough fingers worked in a gentle manner to apply the ointment on the cut below her eyes, and then to place the bandage over it. By the time she finished her next string of bullshit, he was trying hard to stop the twitching corners of his mouth from turning into laughter. Green eyes on hers, he took a step back. Furrowing his brow, every cog in his mind spun, working to recall the name shed muttered before passing out cold on the trek to his apartment. Thanks for your gratitude, Leighlah, he said, cracking an almost pleasant grin. She was feisty, to say the least, more than a handful. His tongue passed over his lips as he took a step back and turned from her. Reaching for a towel draped over a silver rod running along the wall, he turned to face her once more. He closed the space between them, the only divider between them now the edge of the tub, separating his clothed body from her nude figure. Im glad you at least have some sense to recognize that I only kidnapped you to help you out. Arms up. His arms stretched over the short barrier with much ease, lifting the towel over her head and wrapping it around her slender form. Ill take you back to campus after youre dressed in something in one piece and dry. Meeting her eyes, he flashed her one of his lopsided smiles as his hands fell away. His green irises were devious, but rather than drop his stare to the portion of her breasts he could see, he fixed it on the tiled wall behind her. He exited the room without another word so that she could put on the change of clothes Vince had brought in. Wandering out into the living room, Chase passed through the large open way to the kitchen. Both of his cousins were seated on the couch, staring at the television, but the moment he opened the refrigerator Vince spoke up. Shes not staying here, Chase. Vince had turned and was staring at Chases from over the back of the couch. Shutting the door to the fridge, an apple in one hand, a bottle of water in the other, he looked to where his cousin sat. You dont have much of a say on the matter. Shes not staying, though, so chill out and watch your fucking program. He took a bite of the red fruit before chucking it at the back of Vinces head. The man snarled and said something under his breath. What makes you think that? Shes not my mate. Im not fucking her, either. If I was, youd know, wouldnt you. Chases expression was hard as he shot that thought into both Vinces and Jareds mind. He shuffled toward the front door, calling toward the bathroom door, Im going to warm my car up. Come out when youre ready, and dont talk to the assholes sitting on the couch. Their minds are both somewhere you dont want to be. Shooting a glance to the two males now staring in his direction, Chase smirked, and stepped outside. Rain was still pouring in torrents from the sky, flooding the grass and the streets. He walked with ease to his car and opened the drivers side door. Slipping inside, he unlocked the passengers door, and started the engine. It roared to life, and he leaned back in his seat, staring at the front door.