Erika's POV
After breakfast, he carried me in his arms and walked out of the house. He insisted on carrying me because of my injuries. Goddess knew how embarrassed I was.
He put me in the back seat of his SUV and then he went to the driver’s seat.
Don’t you need to work? I mind-linked him.
"I’ll be with you today." He said as he started the engine.
Like my personal guard? I mind-linked him.
"Oh yes." He chuckled. It was the first time I heard him chuckle. "One of the advantages of being my Luna is that you get accompanied all the time."
Sure. I mind-linked him and forced a smile, although I was cursing inside that this "advantage" made escaping all the more difficult.
The little joke lightened the atmosphere. Now it seemed that I could also be a good actress.
While he was driving, I looked out of the window and watched the outside. It was the first time that I saw the surroundings carefully. We passed what seemed to be the training ground, which was much bigger than the one in my former pack. They also got much more warriors. I glanced at them and saw no woman warrior. It was not surprising. I bet women wouldn’t be allowed to learn to fight in this traditional pack. I felt pity for them.
After thirty minutes, we stopped at a mall. I looked at him in confusion.
"As the Luna of my pack, you deserve the best clothes," He explained, rubbing his nose with his right hand and looking embarrassed. Was he trying to please me with clothes? That was a weird experience.
We walked to a clothes store. Honestly, I had never been to a big clothes store because I didn’t need many beautiful clothes. As a fighter, dark clothes would do because the blood stain wouldn’t be visible when injured.
As I was thinking, he had chosen a dress and walked over.
Don’t you think that’s too floral for me? I twitched my lips at the blue dress with many tiny flowers on it.
"What’s the problem? You smell like flowers," he said as he lowered his head and sniffed.
Really? I mind-linked him. What the fuck was he talking about?
"You smell like daisies. It’s not strong. Even I can’t smell it unless I’m close to you." He said as he got closer. I could feel my wolf getting more and more excited.
OK. Good, I thought I would smell blood. I mind-linked him.
He burst out into a smile and asked me to change into the dress. We walked into the fitting room together so that he could help me.
Derek walked in with me. It was not a small room, but Derek was tall and strong and the room seemed cramped. He helped me undress the clothes and changed into a new dress.
"You have a beautiful body," he whispered to my ears as he zipped the dress. I got goosebumps and could feel that my wolf was getting crazy. I lowered my head and my face must have blushed. But he cupped my chin and raised my head.
Our eyes met and I noticed that his eyes were getting darker. His wolf was in control.
"And a beautiful face," he stared at my face and traced his fingers down my long scar. I wondered what the mate bond had done to him. I had never felt bad about my scar, but I wouldn’t say that it was beautiful.
"Yes, don’t doubt it. You’re beautiful." He said as he got closer and almost pressed my body against the wall.
Hearing his words, I stood on my tiptoe and kissed his lips. My wolf was in control and at this moment, I didn’t want to fight it.
I didn’t know how to kiss. But he was still completely turned on by the kiss. His eyes widened and his wolf was in full control. He pressed me hard into his body and he gave me electricity everywhere his hands touched, not the electricity that gave me pain but the one that made me excited. Although I didn’t want to admit it, he was a man that women would be crazy for. As an Alpha, he was handsome, strong, and dominant. He had everything that a woman wanted. I wondered if he had lovers in the past.
A sudden pain could be felt in my lips. He was sucking my lips hard and that hurt a lot. No, he was getting out of control again. His hand brushed against my neck, which alerted me. I glared at him with my eyes wide open. I couldn’t push him away so I lifted one foot and stomped on his foot. The pressure on my lips disappeared.
"Damn! You have to get physical one way or another, don’t you?" He gritted his teeth and swore. But he didn’t slap me as he did a few days ago. He was indeed getting less and less violent. I could tell that he was working hard on his temper.
Sorry, my lips hurt. I apologized through mind-link and forced a smile. I felt so nice that I took revenge for the pain in my hands.
The romantic thing was all ruined. His eyes returned to normal and my wolf was also satisfied with that wild kiss. We walked out of the fitting room and looked in the mirror.
"You look beautiful in it," he said as he held me from behind.
Thank you. I mind-linked as I forced a smile.
"I'm sorry," he whispered to my ears.
What did he say? I looked up at him in disbelief.
He lowered his head and didn't look at me.
For what? I mind-linked.
"For being so violent on you. For marking you against your will."