A/N: Last Chapter. I want to thank ya'll for putting up with my random updates and not updating soon. The sequel is out.

Enjoy

P.S. Dress is the dress that Bethany Ann wears to prom.

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"So, are you going to the dance with Damion?" Becca asked, pulling at my hair and doing into some fashion up do.

I grunted and glared at her through the mirror, hating that she was pulling at my hair. "No, I'm going with my friends," I replied. "Are you done yanking at my hair?"

Becca pulled at it some more, smiling innocently. "Why not? I mean, didn't he ask you to go to prom with him?"

"No, but I think that he will be making her dance with him," Sandra said, looking through a magazine of what she should do my makeup.

It was the last couple of days of April, and we were on our way to prom. Blair, Vincent, Neveah, Victor, Riley, Sandra, Becca, Eden (Sandra's mate), Damion, Chloe, Mike, and I were sharing a limo to go to it, and I couldn't but be a little excited and nervous about this whole night.

Blair, Riley, Sandra, Neveah, Becca, Chloe, and I were in my room getting ready. That meant that all those girls did something to me by getting something done for prom. It didn't matter that I had to say no countless of times, they wanted to make me "beautiful".

Neveah and Riley picked out my dress, which was an emerald green dress that has a sweetheart neckline with what looked to be having a black flower on the front. The dress was floor length, so Chloe had picked me out these four inch, silver heels. Thankfully, I was able to still walk in them and not flail around like some newly grown bird.

Blair had picked out my jewelry and a silver clutch. The jewelry consisted of earrings, dangling bracelets, and a diamond necklace, which I had refused but gave in when she "almost" cried.

And that left Cassandra to do my make up and Becca to do my hair. It took them a while to decide what they wanted me to do, and I wasn't sure if I was going to like it or not.

"I am sure that he is going to try to kiss her when he sees her in this dress," Sandra said, closing the magazine. "Ok, I'm going to put some makeup on you, because Becca is done." She smirked. "And I'm going to have fun with this."

I narrowed my eyes at her, but I didn't say anything. I knew that I was going to have to live with it, because Damion turned out to be a protective brother as well as mate.

I just hoped that she wouldn't give me a reason to hurt her, because I didn't normally wear makeup. I didn't want to be dressed like a clown or one of those "popular girls" at our school whose faces were caked with it.

***

"May I introduce you to the new Bethany Ann," Sandra said, gaining everyone's attention, so that they were looking at the top of the stairs where I was waiting. Cassandra wanted a huge entrance to show people how I looked like without my usual wear of clothing.

I took a deep breath and walked down, clutching onto the dress, hoping that I wouldn't fall. I knew that Damion would catch me if I went down head first, but I didn't want to test out that theory.

"Hot damn," Mike said, looking me up and down, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Where is Miss Luna Evergreen?"

Damion growled and narrowed his eyes at Mike, earning a laugh from him. He took me in, and I could see that his Wolf was surfacing as lust filled his body. "You look beautiful," he said, his husky voice sending shivers down my spine.

I bit my lip and bowed my head in thanks. I looked him up and down and couldn't help but smirk when I saw that he had a five piece suit on, and the vest was emerald green, matching my dress.

Mike cleared his throat. "Well, the limo has arrived, so let us get this show on the road," he said, probably feeling that I was uncomfortable. He winked in my direction before grabbing Chloe and kissing her on the lips. He whispered something in her ear, causing her to blush and laugh.

I shot him a grateful look before going to follow them out. Unfortunately, I didn't take only a couple of steps before being pulled back by Cassandra. I raised an eyebrow at her, not saying a word while the others filed out past me, many giving me compliments on how I looked. "What?" I asked, when the door closed.

"Let down your walls," she said. She sighed. "I know that it is hard for you right now, but you need to let them down. Damion will not be like the men of your past. You can trust me on that." She paused and smiled. "You don't have to be caught anymore." With that, she walked away, and I was stunned silent.

She was right, though. I didn't have to be caught, but I didn't know if I was ready for leaving the past in the past.

***

Prom was fun, and surprisingly, I was having a blast.

Sandra and the other girls kept it so that I was on my feet all the time, dancing and talking with the people whom I would die for. We would all chat around when slow dances were being played, giving the male folk heartache.

After the sixth slow dance song, Mike stole Chloe away until one by one all the girls were paired off. Even Vincent had a partner, someone who was on the football team, and I didn't even know he was gay.

"And then, there was only one," I muttered, while Becca waved goodbye and went onto the dance floor. I sighed with relief and walked to one of the tables we had placed our stuff on and sat down, glad to be off my feet.

"Oh thank Goddess," I said, taking off my heels and pushing them under the table. I raised an eyebrow when I heard a chuckle to see Damion at my side. "What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Those heels hurt."

Damion smirked and cleared his throat. "Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to dance," he said. He rubbed the back of his neck, a pained expression on his face. "But, you took off your shoes..."

I frowned, contemplating on what I wanted to do. I knew that Damion wouldn't hurt me and not let me fall. I, also, knew that Laurie was practically begging me to get up and dance with him. I small groan escaped my lips before I pulled on my shoes. "One dance," I said, smirking before grabbing his hand.

I lead the awed male onto the dance floor and placed his arms around me. A shiver went down my spine while I felt the sparks from where he was touching my bare skin.

Damion didn't need to be told twice and swayed me back and forth, smiling. "I thought you would say no," he said. He kissed my forehead, leaving a kiss on my forehead.

I closed my eyes, biting my lip. "I was contemplating," I muttered, opening my eyes and stared into his green eyes filled with love and compassion.

Something happened, and I did not know what it was that made me do this. It might have been the D.J playing Just a Kiss, the punch being spiked, or being so high from life that I reached up and kissed Damion on the lips.

Damion was frozen before he started to kiss me back, just as hungrily as I had before hand. He moved his hand down my back and rested them on my butt, breaking me out of my stupor.

I pulled back, my breath catching in my throat. Images of my past flew threw my mind while I pushed Damion with all my might, causing him to stumble a bit.

He gave way with a hurt expression, but it turned into a look of concern when he saw my frantic face. "Bethany Ann?" he asked, tough it sounded muffled from the fact that my ears were buzzing. "Are you alright?"

"I-I need some air," I stuttered out before racing out of the area where prom was held. I ignored the shouts of worry and just focused on leaving the place behind. I didn't care, I just wanted to be away from it all.

***

Footsteps sounded behind me while I raced through the woods behind the school. Branches and twigs seemed to appear out of nowhere, scratching my skin and tearing up my dress.

Huge sobs racked through my body, even though I tried to control and stop them. I was afraid, afraid of the future so unknown, even though I knew that I wouldn't be able to survive it without Damion.

And, that was what had scared me. I was becoming dependent on someone, though most of the time, the people that I had depended on left me alone.

My brother left me, my father left me, my mother left me, my boyfriend left me (after abusing me), and the sperm donor left me. All those people, even though some of it wasn't their fault, had left because I was depended on them to live and to survive.

I learned how to take care of myself and not trust anyone, but with one look, Damion had me wrapped around his finger. He had given me people that I would call my friends, even though I didn't want any for the longest time.

I tripped over a branch, breaking me from my thoughts and fell forward, scraping my hands on the ground. I twisted around to see that a human wasn't following me but a Wolf.

A loud startled gasp left my parted lips as I started to back away from the 6'0 Wolf.

The Wolf whined and laid on stomach and tried to crawl towards me. His green eyes had this pained expression in them, and I wanted to comfort him, even though I didn't know why.

"S-s-stay back," I said. "I-I'm warning you." I grabbed hold of a branch, intending on throwing it at him. I watched in awe as the Wolf transformed into the boy that I have known for a couple of weeks, the same boy that had stolen my heart.

Damion held his hands up and took a tentative step towards me, ignoring the fact that he was butt naked. "Bethany Ann?" he asked, worried as if I was some porcelain doll that needed to be saved. He stopped when I backed up some more, hitting a tree. "I'm not going to hurt you," he said, kneeling down. "And I will never leave you."

I blinked and cleared my throat. "But what if you do?" I asked, my voice breaking.

Damion held a small smirk on his face. "Then Chloe will kill me," he replied. He looked at my face to see if he couldn't see what had made me back away from him. "You are scared," he commented after a while. "You think that you can not have what you deserve."

I looked down and chewed on the inside of my lip. He was right. I was scared, and I hated feeling so scared. I didn't look up when Damion gathered me into his arms and held me tight against his body. I relished in that feeling of being safe with him, and I was scared of that as well. "I'm scared that you will get tired of me," I croaked out after a while. "That when I let my walls down, you will leave." I sniffled and rubbed my eyes, spreading around the mascara. "I am scared about becoming dependent on you."

Damion lifted my chin so that I looked in his eyes. Love swirled in them, and I was stunned at the sight. "Mates are forever," he said, grabbing my hand and squeezing it. He smiled when he felt the sparks intensify when we held hands. "They mate for life. I will never leave you, and you will never have to feel as if you have to depend on me for anything." He chuckled and shook his head, wiping away my tears. "I am letting you work two jobs, even though I do not want you to. I want you to be happy and free from this burden you call your past. If you want to wait for a relationship or if you love someone else, I will let you go no matter how much it pains me to seeing you with someone else. I love you Bethany Ann Jamie Evergreen, and I will never stop loving you."

I watched his expression to see if he was lying about any of what he had said. When I didn't see anything, I knew that I could finally let my walls down and be free from this burden that I have built. My heart was all ready protected with him, and I did not see anyone else having it.

I kissed him on the lips before pulling back and looking into his eyes to see that there was so much love, lust, and devotion in them that it caused me to shiver.

I took a deep breath and prepared myself for a new beginning with the man that I loved, hoping that he would take care of me just as he said he would.

I stared into his eyes, letting all my emotions show over my face before saying the two words that I knew would change my life forever:

"Mark me."