A/N: Hello Readers. Sorry for the late chapter but here is Chapter 10. This was a pretty good one for me to write but the next chapter, I can't wait to write it. Thank you all for reading, LOVE you all. I seen the read and I've reached 6,000 so far, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. Also, as promised, above is a picture of Gina. I watched a movie with her and fell in love with her attitude in it. If you don't like who I picked, please feel free to use who you want. And I've finally got a picture of Caine. So next chapter will be a picture of Caine. Thank you all again. Enjoy!

P.S. I don't edit my chapters until I go in and re-read it and there already published. So if you see edits in my chapters, that's why.

 CHAPTER TEN

          The week had slowly progressed. Instead of having to argue with both Brody and Connor about me going to school, I decided to email my professors about my homework's and lectures. Most of my professors didn't have a problem with it since it was only for the next two weeks. Now that I wasn't going to be going to school for a bit, Brody had me go with him to the bar at nights and Caine stayed with me at home when everyone was out. Brody slept through the days most of the time so it was just like it's always been only with the wolf pack involved. I'd see Gina only at the bar and she would always wonder if I was okay, referring to the incident I almost killed Caine. I said I was as she let me know that if I needed anything, she was there. Since I haven't heard the voice, I was doing well. The psycho sucubus hadn't been heard from since two days ago so I was doing quite well.

         Thursday nights at the bar wasn't too swell for me, it was slow. No one really came in except for Arty, Jared and another vampire who was at a table, next to the juke box. Gina wasn't in today, just me and Brody tending the bar. I haven't told Brody I was going on a date with Connor tomorrow and I didn't want to tell him. He would probably come with us. That wasn't going to happen and plus, I really wanted to get to know him. Yes, he was a goof ball but after what Caine had told me about Connor having to kill his own brother, I wanted to get to know his more gentle side. I've seen just a bit of his Alpha side when he told me that I would have no choice but to go with him, when he found out about Penelope and when he ran into the hospital room. I'd hope this date would show me all his sides but one I've always wanted to see was his wolf side.

                  "Hey baby girl, are you okay?" Brody asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I hadn't known I was just standing behind the bar staring at nothing. Brody had a searching expression as he stared at me.

                    "I'm okay. Spacing out." I said and he raised an eyebrow,

                    "You've been doing that lately. Arty needs a refill." He said, wiping down his part of the bar. I nodded, walking over to Arty. Arty held out his glass mug as I poured beer into it. He downed it and asked for another. Jared had went to the restroom and was back as he leaned against the bar,                    

                "It's dead today. Here I am waiting for the babes but no one is here. How you feeling kiddo." he asked. I gave Arty another refill,

                  "Good so far. How about you, last time I seen you, you were sandwiched between two witches, any luck with that?" I asked.

                  "Nah. Witches aren't my type, they're crazy in bed. After that whole blacking out a week ago, you sure you okay. Gina and Brody carried you out and that crazy werewolf kid was trying to help but your uncle threatened him. Who is that guy?"

                 "Her wolfie boy . . . Hahaha!!!" Arty answered with a hearty laugh. I gave him a playful glare knowing he was drunk. Jared raised an eyebrow,

                "Your wolfie boy? What . . . Your his mate?" he said, laughing as if it was a joke. I didn't laugh and Jared's laugh slowly started to die down and then he gave me a surprised stare,

                 "No way . . . Your his mate? Oh man, he must be a lower class werewolf to have been mated to a human woman." And then Arty spoke,

                   "Nope, you stupid pale bastard . . . He's the Alpha. Oh man, can I get another one." Arty asked as he slid his empty mug my way. Jared's jaw had fallen open,

               "What? Then wouldn't that mean . . ." He stopped and than his face had turned ashen,

               "Your not human? Then what . . ."

                  "None of your business." Brody interrupted before Jared could finish his question. Jared stared at Brody and then back at me,

                 "Does it have anything to do with what happened that one night you went crazy?" he asked.

                   "Didn't I say it wasn't any of your business?" Brody said again, this time with a more forced tone. Jared had gone silent and Arty held his hand out to me,

                  "My mug Eryn." he said, forgetting I had it still empty. I passed a full mug of beer to Arty and Jared sighed, "Alright man. I think it's my Que to go." he said.

               "I'm sorry Jared, it's just complicated at this point." Brody said and Jared nodded in understanding,

                 "Right. But I better get going, I'm a bit beat for the night. Whatever is going on Eryn, I'm here. You've been like a little sister to me so don't hesitate to let me know if you need anything." he said.

                 "Thanks Jared. See you sometime." I said, a bit mad at Brody for being such an asshole. Jared was just asking a question. We watched as Jared walked out of the bar. It was just Brody, Arty, the vampire still in the corner and me.

          Closing time was hitting closer. Brody, like any other night, had to walk Arty to his car. I cleaned most of the tables as the last customer left. Brody walked back into the bar and helped me clear the rest of the tables. He closed up the bar and we drove home. When we pulled up to the house, that had lights still on, Brody parked next to my black beauty. In seconds, the screen door to the porch opened and Connor stood in the door way of it. He stared down at me with a smile and Brody glared at him as we walked towards Connor. Brody pushed past him and Connor walked beside me, "How was tending the bar?" he asked.

                    "Like any other night Connor . . . How was patrolling?" I asked as Brody looked back as us making sure Connor had his distance. After Brody was satisfied, he walked up stairs. Brody followed me to the kitchen as I said hello to the rest of the guys. I grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge and Connor kept his eyes on me. When I finished drinking, I asked, "What?"

                   "Just to remind you of our date tomorrow night. I thought I'd let you know to dress warm." his little devilish smile that he only seem to give me made me cringe,

                    "I haven't forgotten our ONE date." I replied emphasizing the one. He just chuckled,

                    "Yeah, one. Of course. But dress warm because were taking my Ducati."

                   "Why can't we take my Impala?" I was not going to die on a bike, I didn't dare get on one with him.

                "You wouldn't have to wrap your hands around me when we take your car." He smiled and I rolled my eyes, "Your something else. Fine, well take your stupid Ducati." I said, now walking out of the kitchen and towards the stairs. He started to follow as I set one leg on the stair and he tried to do the same but I stopped and turned around to face him, "What do you think your doing?" I asked.

                    "Aren't we headed to our room?" he asked nonchalant. I pushed him back,

                 "The hell we are. Theres a guest room, your the guest. Use it." I said, continuing up the stairs. He didn't follow as I walked into my room, closing the door behind me. I sighed, "Our date!" I said to myself. Dress warm? I wish he would just tell me where we were going. I really hated surprises but my body was scratching at the excitement of me being able to wrap my arms around him on his bike. My face had went warm just at the thought of it.

          Waking up to the smell of food made me smile. Who was cooking, I thought as I threw my legs out of bed and my body following. It was almost 8:30 in the morning. I grabbed a sweater and threw it on as my naked legs started for my door and down the stairs. I followed the smell until I came to a kitchen where Connor stood over the oven, cooking. This had to be a dream because he was really cooking. His back was towards me as he said,

                     "Take a seat." Damn his senses, not having to turn around and know it was me I mumbled but I did take a seat. None of the other wolves were in, "Where is everyone else?" I asked. He turned my way with a pan of eggs,

                      "Patrolling." he said, scooping some eggs into my plate, that was set up on the table with a glass of orange juice. He then set some bacon into my plate as he put the rest of the food into another plate, I assumed was his. This was actually really nice of him, no one has ever cooked me breakfast, except my uncle but he didn't count.

                           "Dig in!" he said, already shoving bacon into his mouth. My stomach called out for the food and I did dig in. It was silent between us but as my eyes stayed on my food, I could feel his on me. The food was really good. Well, he knew how to cook, that was a plus. Was I really marking off what he knew how to do? Goodness, he was impossible to not think about. He finished before me and let out a breath of relief,

                            "Ah, hit the spot. How was it?" he asked as I ate another piece of bacon. I nodded, swallowing the bacon,

                       "Really good, thank you." I replied. A satisfied smile spread across his lips and he leaned back a bit in the chair,

                        "I'm going to be out for a bit, Caine will come back and watch over you." he said. I finished the rest of my eggs and answered,

                        "Alright. What are you going to do . . . Just a bit curious." I asked honestly. He shrugged his shoulders,

                          "Can't tell you, it's part of the surprise date tonight." he reached over and grabbed a piece of bacon from my plate, shoving it in his mouth. I let that pass because I wasn't going to eat it, I was already full.

                          "Can't you at least let me know where we are going?" I asked. He shook his head in a no gesture,

                      "Can't, it'll ruin the date." He now stood as I let a small grunt escape my lips. He chuckled, obviously hearing the grunt,

                        "Your really sexy when you do that." he said, walking around to me. He leaned in towards me, and I leaned away from him, side ways as a smile crept on his face, that same devilish smile he always gives me,

                          "If you look this good waking up in the morning, I can't wait to see how you look going to bed?" My heart sped up and I knew he could hear it because of the close proximity he was at but I got up quickly, clearing my throat,

                       "It won't happen, not today and surely not when I've gotta go back with you."I answered, grabbing my plate and walking over to the sink. He grabbed his and followed behind. I set the dish in the sink as he did the same but stopping me with his hand on my hand,

                             "This resisting is just making me try harder." My body was calling him and I fought to keep control as I removed my hands from his,

                          "How nice." I said sarcastically and walked out of the kitchen. It took every ounce of me not to turn back around and tell him to do what he pleased to me. If this was part of the whole mate thing, I don't know how long I could hold off.

         It was still early in the day and I had emailed all my professors about assignments due next week. I sat at my bed with my laptop in my lap, searching the web. That got old quick so I closed my lap top and set it to the side. I grabbed my cell phone, wondering what Jamie had been up to. I had a really close friendship with her in high school. I wanted to text her to see if she was okay but since I was going through some things, I decided just to wait until this crazy life of mine was sorted out and that crazy sucubus was finished. The voice had been silent since that last encounter with it but remembering what Brody had said, my mother's voice did the same thing, it stopped when she was around my age and pregnant with me. I know I wasn't pregnant. What I was afraid of was turning 21. My thoughts were interrupted with a knock at my door. I yelled for whoever it was to come in and Gina walked in, her brown perm pressed hair was in cute up style and cute booty shorts that were topped off with a black tank top that actually covered her stomach. She walked over to me, her platform wedges making her legs look magnificent, and sat next to me,

                         "Hey crazy, you doing good?" she asked. I smiled, "Yeah . . . So far. How about you?" I asked. A sly smile crossed her face,

                           "Good but I hear you got a date with the Alpha boy . . . Does your uncle know about this?" she asked and from the look on her face, she knew he didn't. I shook my head, "No!" I said. She laughed,

                             "How you going to go if you gotta be at the bar?" She asked. Damn her and her good question. She then sighed,

                            "How about I cover for you, say you have to do some homework. Then you can have some quality time with the wolf cause lord knows you need it in your life. I just never understood how you can be 20 and not get laid . . . What a shame girl." she said shaking her head. I laughed,

                          "No one is getting laid tonight, it's just a date. No big deal." I said and she rolled her eyes, "Girl, if you really going to lie, don't lie to a sucubus." I just laughed again, but I thanked her for taking the shift and she stood,

                               "No worries . . . If only your uncle could see how sexually frustrated he is. I can take care of that for him."

          She was serious, I knew she had a thing for my uncle but she played it off well and my uncle was too stupid to know how she felt. She walked out of the room and I checked my time on the alarm clock on the night stand, it was almost 5:30. I got up and ran down stairs, where Caine and Troy sat. Caine's green eyes quickly averted to me as a smile crossed his face,

                          "Excited for tonight?" he asked and I raised any eyebrow,

                       "So ecstatic!" I sarcastically answered. Troy laughed but his attention quickly went back to the TV. I walked over to the kitchen and Caine joined me,

                     "Well, it seems he is." he answered. Oh joy, was that suppose to make me feel better, I thought to myself, grabbing an apple out of the fridge,

                       "He should he's the one planning everything. I'm in the dark and all he tells me is the to dress warm." I bit into the apple with anger. Even when he wasn't here he pissed me off. Caine leaned against the counter,  

                          "You should probably listen." he said. I looked at him, "I was going to either way. It's suppose to be a cold night." I said. Caine nodded,

                             "Well, have fun and I believe your uncle is awake." he said and a few minutes later, I could hear his door opening. Werewolves and their hearing. Caine walked back into the living room and in seconds, Brody stood in front of me, a bit of his sleep still showing in his eyes.

          He walked over to the freezer and opened it, pulling out a catheter filled with blood. He had blood delivered to him from Lenox Hospital. A doctor at the hospital, who was a wizard, had blood delivered to the bar every Friday so my uncle had more then enough stacked in the freezer. I looked away as he drank three catheter, throwing the plastic in the garbage and he made an ah sound and asked,

                         "Are you going like that to the bar?" He asked, looking me up and down. I shook my head,

                       "I've got homework to take care of . . . So Gina is filling in." I lied. He raised an eyebrow now his face in a serious expression, "You have homework? Gina hadn't said anything." he said

                         "Because I've been busy fool!" Gina said from the arch way of the kitchen. Brody turned around to face her as she formed a smile, "You always this grumpy waking up?" she asked. Brody growled,

                            "So your working tonight then? Whose staying here tonight?" he asked, looking over to the boys in the living room. Caine and Troy smiled, answering his question. He grunted,

                               "Fine, I'll be calling often to check up on you, don't miss a call." he said and Gina hit his arm,

                              "Can't you give the girl a break, she'll be fine." she said, winking at me. Brody gave Gina a small glare,

                         "Just get your car started, I'll ride in with you." he said and she gave him a sexual smile,

                            "I love it when you command me sir!" she said in a hick accent. He just shook his head and walked past her, to the stairs. I mouthed thank you to her and she said anytime.

          After Brody and Gina left, I waited for an hour to get ready. I washed up and blowed dried my hair, letting it hang half down then put the rest of it up in a small ponytail. Didn't wear make-up, didn't think I needed to. I slipped into skinny dark blue jeans and put on a white v-neck shirt. I grabbed my leather jacket and put it on and then my calve high boots to match my jacket. I looked at myself in my body mirror, satisfied with how I looked and walked down stairs. To my surprise, Connor was with Caine and Troy who were sitting down watching TV, the usual. Connor stood up when he seen me and I gasped a little, he looked good. A nice crisp white shirt that showed just the top of his chest. Dark blue jeans that fitted him perfectly and leather boots that were covered by his pants. His brown hair was spiked into a fohawk and he smiled at me as I blushed a bit,

                                "You look beautiful." he said and I blushed even more and he gave him a small smile,

                              "Thanks, You look nice." I said. I wanted to say you look good enough to eat. Damn my mind of being in the gutters. I walked over to him and he grabbed two helmet, both blood red, and he gave me one. We were really going to ride his bike, I took a breath and he held his arm out, "Ready then?" he asked.

           My arm seemed to have a mind of it's own as it connected with his, our elbows locked, "Yeah!" I said and we walked out to the breeze of the dawning sky. There was his Ducati, a teasing hint of it's red staring at me, I could imagine what it was saying, Try not to fall off. We walked to the bike and he stopped, lowering his head as he went silent, communicating with his pack. Minutes later, he looked up and than stared down at me,

                              "I let them know to watch out for anything. Since your with me tonight, you'll be safe." he said, giving me a wink. What a hot rush I was already feeling but I sighed instead. He put his helmet on as I did the same and he settled into the front of the bike. I hesitantly hopped onto the back, my legs now spread onto the bike. My face had gone red and by surprise, he reached his hands around to me and grabbed my arms and wrapped them around his waste. I let my hand obey as I locked my fingers together, letting it rest against his abdomen. This feeling of being close to him was strangely warm. Our bodies against each other. The feeling was wonderful as I rested my head on his back.

          He opened the face part of his helmet and looked back at me, "Hold on tight and don't worry, I'll be gentle." He said and I could feel the devilish smile. He always seem to ruin the moment I was feeling as I rolled my eyes but I kept my head on his back, the muscles relaxed. This is what I was missing in this world? My heart pounded and I could feel his heart beat along with mine, synced with eachother. If this is what I was missing, I felt as if I'd have to fight to keep it.