Veira Point of View

"When did this all start?" I broke the silence. One day he was teasing me like I'm his playmate and the next, he announced he loves me in front of everyone.

"When did what start?" Oh, come on!

"Your undying, unwavering, earth-shattering love for me." I made it a point to let him know I'm being sarcastic.

He can't just go out to the public and announce his feelings for me; not when I don't know anything about it myself.

"I'm waiting for the earth-shattering part of love from you." He smiled.

How come I don't seem to understand this man well even though I kind of understand him? Is that even possible?

We stepped into the dark part of the forest by the stream, making sure we are not disturbed or found. If I'm getting a clarification from him, I will get it completely without any disturbance.

"Elder Cazacu, what happened to you suddenly? I thought – "

"Don't think everything by yourself, Veira. In your case your thoughts are what holding you back. If you forego them for a minute, then you might see everything clearly."

I looked at him lost for words. I might not openly accept it but what he said is not wrong. I do have a thoughtful mind that goes on thinking anything and everything.

'Good thing I use mine scarcely.' I can't with her.

"I – " I started not knowing what to say.

When he looked down at me with such knowing and understanding sparks in his eyes, for a moment my heart almost went unarmed.

His hand slowly inched towards me and wrapped my waist pulling me to him. My chest went plastered to his like we are part of same body.

That is how close we are.

My breath hitched at his sudden moment and eyes went wide when one moment I was two meters away from him and the next I'm plastered to him –

Deliciously!

I felt the feeling delicious. I hate to admit it out but it felt so good to be touched by him. The signature mate bond sparks are now well seasoned that they went haywire on my body.

Electricity passed through every inch of me almost making me dizzy with pleasure. My eyes fluttered when my mind went blank. No thoughts processed up there.

All the senses gave up on me at that moment and I am no more in control of my body anymore. And to say that this is all because of one single touch of his, it scared me.

And I'm hardly scared of anything!

My werewolf strength did not work on him; not at that moment at least. I felt weak everywhere, leaving all the weight of my body on him.

To think that he has such power over me, I started to think if this is the cause of his own strength or my own weakness for him.

His face inched closer to mine, a breath away from mine. "I will not reassure any of your insecurities." He spoke causing confusion in me.

"No words of mine will be able to reassure you if you set your mind on the worst case." He whispered rubbing his nose over mine creating storm of tingles.

"Instead I will wait for your instincts to rule your judgment. Let your instincts decide my worth. You want to know when I started to have feelings for you, didn't you? I will tell you when you are ready to accept me wholeheartedly with no doubts pestering you."

With one sweet smile, he placed his lips on mine. His lips did not move nor did mine. They were just there, on mine, feeling them.

'Wow! Our mate's lips are made of premium brand cotton candy. He kissed us, Veira. Wow! No, let's not talk, let me feel him.'

I choked on my breath again for the nth time today. My heart, if it wasn't already acting possessed, then it is acting beyond it now.

A peck!

Just a peck on my lips can send me to a desert of green and a forest of sand, if that even make any sense.

He did not take it further to a kiss, no, he only pecked my lips several times drawing a line between us showing how attracted he is and how much he is controlling himself for me.

I wanted to know why he thinks I have insecurities when I never showed much of my feelings to him before.

I wanted to know why he seems to know me much better and know what is going on in my mind.

I wanted to know why he is so accepting when he knows not more than what I told him.

I wanted to know why in the hell would he give the responsibility of his business to a stranger like me.

Over all, I wanted to know – him.

I always have. Not just because he is someone who is destined for me but also because of who he really is.

Valeriu Ion Cazacu is a mix of a knowledgeable adult and a playful child. He is a balance of his own.

But –

I looked into his eyes again trying to decipher something – anything hidden behind the depths of longing and love they are showing.

Seems like any of my wit or deceitfulness doesn't work when my heart, mind and soul is indulged into him.

"We – we need to leave this place now." I breathed out, smelling foul smell of rogues from far.

They are coming this way, closer to us.

"What?" He questioned with a frown of confusion etched on his face.

"Take everyone with you out of this place. Now." My words came out as an order.

"What happened? You look pale."

"Elder Cazacu, I repeat, take everyone out of here right now. We are in danger." I got out of his hug and walked a little further to the stream to sense the arrival.

The thumping from the ground and the heavy smell reveals that the rogues are in large groups.

'How many of them are there, Dea?'

'At least forty of them. All unbelievably strong.'

"Veira, come let's leave." I heard him calling me from behind.

"No, leave with others, I will follow you shortly."

"At least tell me what the danger you are talking about is."

"Leave now, Cazacu. You don't have much time to escape from here." Saying, I pushed him towards our camping place. "I'll tell you everything later. For now, go!"

With one last look at me, he went on follow my orders asking everyone to get into the bus immediately.

From afar I saw them moving fast despite of being confused at the sudden departure orders. Turning my back to the chaotic camping site, I ran into the wildness towards the army of rogues coming our way.

Such a big army of rogues in Northern plains again?

'Dangerous as they are, they need to work on their body odor. They give even the muddle of fermented poop a run for its money.'

'Are you not worried about the sudden predicament?'

'We will handle it surely. A forty something of dangerous rogues is not something new to us to handle.'

Well, that's true.

Thanks to the master who taught us martial arts, we handled a seventy plus well trained warriors once. And we won of course.

These are rogues that are not bound by a pack or its regulations so they can't be that tough.

But I still feel vibes of bad feeling touching my senses. I find something off.

With my good hearing, I heard the engine of the bus go off and started to get out of the camping site, thankfully.

The thumping on the ground got closer and stronger as seconds passed by. They are coming in an unimaginable speed.

'Not so surprisingly, I can smell a hint of our King nearby and it's disturbingly familiar somehow. Isn't that just gorgeous?' A snicker of incredulity came out of my mouth.

'Gorgeous, indeed. I said something felt off.'

'A group of rogues, smell of the king, in the grounds of Northern plains, hmm!'

'Are we fighting them? They can be having something powerful to use against us seeing the combination of invaders in the plains.'

'Fighting? Dea, being obsessed with cosmetics, you seem to have lost your common sense. Why fight a losing game?'

'Then?'

'Let's first see what this is all about. With the previous attack on the Northern plains packs, the union had secured the whole plains airtight. I'm even surprised I'm here for a whole day and night and I'm not pursued by the aristocratic snobs. Now that an army of rogues are roaming freely, this place is either a typhoon of trap or –'

'Or some bad already took place here.'

A second of dizzy knocked me when a hefty smell of rotten goodness made its way to me and I realized they are almost here.

On the camping grounds.

'Since King couldn't take down his obstacles using rogue story, he might be using the rogues directly now. In any case, this King of werewolves should be down if we should live peacefully in future.'

"My, my, my, look who is here. Isn't this the great Veira Dea Lupus who refused to become my queen?"

Why he -

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Valeriu kissed (pecked) Veira. Finally!

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