Caught Between Them

I reached the forest and sniffed, Brock had definitely passed here. The forest was dark now and the trees looked formidable in their silhouettes. I walked between the trees and raised my face to pick up his scent, feets away.

I trudged ahead until I saw him, sitting on a stone ledge, staring ahead. The wind whipped his dark hair and he tossed his head back. The move was so sensual I nearly moaned.

“What do you want?” He said and I jumped. Werewolves and their super abilities. His was specially unique.

“I want to talk” I said and watched a rabbit ran up to him and cuddled his leg. Brock rubbed the animal lovingly making me feel jealous. So he treated an animal more than he did to me.

“Brock?”

“I don’t want to talk to you” he snapped and I moved closer. He tensed as I approached. “Stay away from me” he added.

“Stay away? I won’t. You can’t make me.” I insisted and he growled. The rabbit beside him took off sensing his bad mood. He stood up and turned to me, his eyes were molten lava in color.

“Oh you will” his voice was monstrous and deadly, “You are a brat, who doesn’t know left to right” he said. I glared at him, hurt, then the emotion slowly turned to anger.

“And you are a spineless bastard” I cried, “Do you know how much I missed you. You promised nothing was gonna take you from me now you are the one running”

His green eyes looked darker almost gray. He kept staring until I became uncomfortable.

“Yes” he finally said, “I said that So you could escape, I knew you would not go if I hadn’t promised to come back” he shoved his hands into his pocket.

“You didn’t mean it?” I whispered. His green eyes softened for a moment then he brought up his walls.

“I can’t give you what you want Amelia. Better you accept that” he said. I stared at him sadly.

“You can, it’s a choice” I said and he glared at me in annoyance.

“Okay. Not I can’t but I won’t. Go and marry Logan stop bothering me” he snapped and I chuckled despite myself.

“You sound upset” I said and he growled, the sound gave me chills and I shut my mouth. It was best not to anger his wolf. He nodded when I didn’t say anything and started to leave.

“I still love you” I said quietly but I knew his sharp ears heard that, he turned and scowled as I walked up to him.

“Didn’t I….” He started to say but I shut him up with a kiss, shuddering in satisfaction as his hot lips closed over mine. Brock tensed at first then he kissed me back with passion, I pressed against him wanting to feel his hard body on mine. Brock grabbed my butt roughly groaning in animal-like need he grabbed my breasts and I cried out. I don’t know what happened to me but I like Brock’s rough touch more than Logan’s gentle one’s. I craved it.

Rough, hard sex. Brock.

Suddenly Brock stopped and pulled away, he stared at me fiercely.

“Tell me who is teaching you this” he said and I shrugged.

“Does it matter. I want you” I said and he stared at me, his green eyes not leaving my face until I sighed in exasperation.

“Fine. It’s a friend of mine” I confessed and he raised a brow.

“Gwen” he said and I nodded. He grabbed my throat roughly and whispered in my ear.

“Seduce me again, and you won’t like what I would do” he growled.

“You won’t do anything. Can you?” I challenged and he tightened his hold briefly then he let go, and I smirked at him. “I know you won’t hurt me” I added, he stared at me briefly then looked away. I could have sworn that his gaze softened but I couldn’t be so sure.

“Go home, Amelia. Go to your mate” he said, emphasizing on the word mate. I grinned as I ran back to Logan’s mansion. Brock Jackson was jealous which mean only one thingCopyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

He cared.