Bambi knew. Her wolf wouldn't allow her not to know.
Yet how... did her mate find her all the way out here...?
So far from the ball.
From the place she so desperately begged to stay away from.
Terrified of the day her mate might find her, and see her, and reject her.

Who would want someone so small and fragile?

Worst of all.

Who would want a mute?

Maia was full of life. Like a small ball of sunshine and love overflowing from every pore of her body.

Bambi wasn't like that. A shadow, a small moon who preferred the company of stars at night and the silence of nature around her. The comfort of the dark always seemed to be there when no one else was.

Yet now she wasn't alone at night.

Someone was right behind her, and she felt her tears falling before she could stop them.

"Crybaby! So fucking annoying!" Her older brother was ruthless in his scolding. Disgusted with such a child from a warrior family.

"Weak" was the only affirmation from her father that he even acknowledged her existence anymore.

"Speak! Why won't you just do it!" The pack hated her. She couldn't speak. Couldn't allow that. Couldn't force the sounds of words past her lips in fear that it would all occur again.

Would she lose again tonight? She always lost.
She couldn't pull herself out of the void which sucked her in like Maia. Distract herself, close herself in a gilded cage of her own creation like she so desperately begged for. Craved.
She would die from the rejection. Too frail.

Too weak.

Like her father always said. Blamed her for.
For being weak.

"Turn around baby" she jumped.
Not prepared for the baritone voice that seemed to be laced in velvet and honey. So smooth and gentle, like he was trying not to frighten a small animal-

Her.

Bambi swallowed thickly, and while she begged her feet to turn her, to at least let her see heaven before hell, she couldn't do it. She couldn't move.

Hot tears trickled down her face, and a small sob broke the silence which followed his voice, because she was too scared to even take a breath.

Then sparks erupted, like she was being brought to life on an operating table.
Being brought to life.
Warmth spread throughout her achingly cold body, and for once, she felt endlessly safe. Her wolf content in her mind, purring at the contact of her mate.
She twisted the pad in her hands tighter. Willing it to swallow her alive.

"Look at me baby" the pet name had her swooning already, and she hadn't even looked at him.
Her heart pounded painfully.

A whimper escaped her lips, as his hands forcefully began to turn her.
Then she was crushed into a hard chest, and arms encircled her.
She felt like a child, being held by her father again.
She didn't struggle like she imagined she would. She thought she would've fought to escape this cruel fate. Escaped the rejection before it could even happen.

He didn't know her name yet. She was safe for now, but for how long after?
Her senses were on overdrive, and the smell of him had her loosing her sanity. Wanting to just melt in his arms as the Goddess made her to do. Snuggle close and take comfort in her mate holding her.

So for just a moment, she did. She dropped the note pad, and allowed the giant holding her, her mate, to pull her off her feet in the arm, crushed against him. His head buried itself in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent. Calming his wolf until he could handle stepping back for a moment.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, just breathing each other's scent.
Micheal for the first.
Bambi, for the first and last time.

"I've searched for so long..." she paused when he mumbled against her neck, and she couldn't stop the shiver from racking her body.
Micheal smirked, enjoying how he was affecting his mate, as much as she affected him.
She was tiny and precious. So perfect.

His being felt whole, just holding this little thing.

What did they feed their wolves in Moon Rose...? Micheal wondered, not liking how small and seemingly underweight his mate was.
He hadn't even seen her.

He relaxed, gently settling her on her feet, as he pulled back to look down.

He was star struck- like a horrible and cheesy romance he would normally gag at.
She looked like a little angel. Possibly a fairy.

She was a fairy for sure- as big bright green eyes, that reflected the nearly full moon above them. Soft pale skin devoid of any imperfections, plump heart shaped lips. She looked like a doll.
Fragile, yet so gorgeous. Curly blonde hair was a bit wild, yet it gave her an immature adorable touch.

She looked just as taken, making a his signature sly smile form.
He wanted to claim her right then.

Bambi was breathless looking at him. He looked like a god carved from stone, not even mortal.
Soft fluffy blonde hair, wavy unlike her curls, kissed the tips of his ears and was left unkept.

A sexy god then.

Dark brown eyes with a red tint, like mahogany wood polished.
Sharp features, but a silly smile, revealing devastating white teeth and extended sharp canines.
Ones that were purposed to claim her.

She nearly let her knees give out, if not for powerful hands holding her by her arms. Close but enough so he could gaze at her.

Electric waves of soft tingles shocked her system with agonizing pleasure.

Then she realized his size as it set in.

He was huge. Unlike any warrior she had ever laid eyes on. Terrifying power was promised behind the sharply toned muscles that seemed to cover him.
She barely made it to the bottom of his chest.

Like a child. Her neck was craned up to look at him.

He had to be at least 6'6ft... maybe taller? Was that normal?

What did they feed him to get so much mass?

Then she finally smelt it. Underneath the delicious s'mores chocolate and marshmallow roasting in a fire...

A Lycan. A distinctly sharp scent.

Her face paled. That couldn't be right.... right?
Something is wrong...

She began to panic, trying to step away a little, and then she also realized he was completely naked...!

A small whine came out, loud and full of fear.

Micheal then noticed his own nudity.
He forgot to bring his clothes...!

"Shit...! Sorry baby, I shifted and completely forgot my clothes" he whined out, sad because he scared his mate with nudity on their first meeting!
The innocent little thing was no where near ready for something like that! He cursed himself inwardly.
He was never one to think about consequences- only one to deal with them along the way. As they came.

He noticed the house behind him. He couldn't smell any one in there- but he did smell the scent of two males, each with underlying scents of her own.
They were all blood related.

Good. He'd rip apart any fool thinking of latching onto his little beauty.

"Okay baby, can you do me a favor? I need you to go grab a pair of shorts for me, yeah? Can you do that hun?" He didn't know why he was talking to her like a child- but essentially, she was.

No that was wrong.
He wanted to fuck her like a woman. God, even though she was so small, he'd hold back, even if it killed him, just to taste...!

He shook his head, trying his damn best and failing, not to get a raging hard on by thinking about her.

Bambi heard him loud and clear.

He wanted... clothes? She could go get a pair of her brother's shorts... but then again, seeing his sheer size.... she'd have to grab her father's.

She nodded her head.

"Words baby" he chuckled, but his smile dropped when she looked absolutely sad. Endlessly sorrowful.

"Shit, what's wrong? Did I say something wrong baby?" He tried to coax her. Dying to hear her sweet little voice, but only getting a whine. She started to struggle out of his arms, and he couldn't stop the possessive growl from coming out. His eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Easy there sweetheart, I just found you, I am barely keeping control of myself" Micheal warned lowly, pulling her against him again so he could smell her. Feel her. Simply to calm himself enough to let her go.
Bambi allowed him, frightened for her damn life now.

If a Lycan was her mate- he might kill her.

She knew they were a strangely mysterious species of wolf. Dangerous.
Fucking so dangerous...!
She wanted to cry, and laugh, then laugh while crying.
This situation was too much!

She whimpered, trying to get his attention.
Micheal heard her, and pulled away to look down again, his arms wrapping around her little waist, humming with absolute happiness.
Then he noticed she was pointing, to the ground.

He glanced down and saw a note pad- the one he had ignored falling earlier.

His brows scrunched in confusion.

"Do you want that baby?" He asked, and she nodded her head.
She still hadn't spoken. Not even a word.

He felt a little strange about that, curious. Not upset as he usually would be though. He hated being ignored, he found it disrespectful.

Then again, this little thing could slap him and scream at him, and he would still never lift a finger to harm her.

Maybe to spank her-

His thoughts were wondering again.

"Okay" he murmured, releasing her cautiously, to bend down and pick it up.
She didn't run, only reached what he finally noticed, impossibly small little hands out to grasp it.

Fuck...! He keeps thinking these awful dirty thoughts...!
Like how those hands would look wrapped around his...

He noticed curiously as she began scribbling away with a pen he didn't see her even pull out.
Where was she hiding that?

Then she turned to notebook towards him, and he felt a bit dumbfounded.

Hi, I'm Bambi. I'm mute- I can't talk.

She was mute? He glanced into her big wide eyes, and only saw embarrassment, shame, and honesty.
She was mute.

He sighed, but that didn't bother him too much. He smiled at her, a little cheeky, which had her own turning pink much to the happiness of his ego.

"Alright Bambi... such a cute name dear, that's okay. Can we go in your house to talk? Get me those shorts yeah? Then we can sit down. It's taking a lot out of me not to just kidnap you like I really want to, okay?" He was trying and failing not to use his tone of authority, but by her little jump and watery eyes, it came out.
Yet it was so damn cute. All of her little reactions.

She nodded, and with everything in him, Micheal released her to scurry inside while he waited a moment before stalking in. He faced away from the kitchen, and towards the door so she wouldn't be stuck staring.
She might really run away then...
he mused.

He could hear her upstairs, rummaging around quickly and then scampering downstairs. She was quick, he chuckled. Eager little thing.

He caught a glimpse of her reflected off the glass sliding doors- her eyes wide with shock and worry.
She was likely staring at his back riddled with too many scars to count.

Wolves didn't get scars. He was a bit disappointed though- did he not offer a perfect view of his ass to her?

"It's okay baby, put them in my hand" he held it out behind him, and she nodded quickly and handed a pair of black gym shorts over.
Then to his utter adoration, she put both hands over her eyes.

So fucking cute.

Once he was dressed, he had her in his arms. A small squeak echoing as Micheal chuckled. His warm body enveloping her own.

God this was amazing..!

Bambi was also amazed. He said it was okay that she was mute. He hasn't rejected her even after knowing her name.
Now his eyes, which would've normally scared her shitless, were full of amusement and love.

Something she only sees in Maia's and Noona's eyes now.

She nearly cried again.

Shit, she couldn't stop her eyes from watering now.
Micheal panicked again. Why was she crying?!

"Shh baby, it's just me, what's wrong? I have your pad, here" he handed it over, trying to calm her as he brushed his hand through her messy curls. Nearly loosing it as he felt the softness of the tresses.

Bambi scribbled quickly, and seeing her write, he felt better about her being mute.
She was so cute like this too. This was just fine with him. He talked a lot anyway, he wasn't bothered by someone just listening.

You aren't mad? That I'm mute?

His heart broke. Who would be mad because of that? It wasn't her fault...!

"Of course I'm not mad baby, why would I be?" He questioned softly, pulling her over to the living room, and settling her on his lap as he sat on the couch. Her soft ass pressed against hardened thighs.
Her flushed face was too endearing. He wanted to eat her.
Maybe he shouldn't have shamelessly invited himself in. He might be the biggest threat.

She scribbled away again, her little hands shaking.

I'm defective

A vicious growl ripped through his throat as he held her tighter despite the whimper of fear she released.

"You aren't defective in the slightest babygirl, and I'll rip the throat out of anyone daring to say so and make them really experience being mute, okay love? Goddess I already adore you, you're perfect just as you are" Micheal murmured, crushing her to his chest as he enjoyed her scent and the feeling of having her in his arms.
She felt right, so damn right.

He felt a cute little tap on his arm, letting him look down.

Does that mean you won't reject me? You still want me?

He now wanted anyone who made her question her worth- dead. A thousand feet under.

Pulling her close and holding back the savage urge he had to trash the people responsible for making his mate feel this way, he spoke.
"Baby, Bambi, you are mine. Fucking all mine. My mate. I won't let you go even if you wanted to leave, you hear me? You're fucking mine" his voice dropped a whole octave- nearing a snarl as one arm held her waist against him, and another gripped her thigh.

Bambi shook. Barely able to handle so much emotion, as a small little sob escaped.
Before Micheal could even fret, her arms wrapped around his neck and she buried her head in his neck.

Well? She wasn't running away in fear... this was a plus in his eyes!