Chapter 91 Tyler
Chapter 91 Tyler
Creed looks at me in what I can only guess is shock and, hope and fear of what I’m not sure but I know I’ll do everything in power to get rid of it. “Creed, I am worried I will turn into my parents. I’ve never seen what a true mate bond looks like and I have a feeling that once we all bond together that our bond will out rank what we have been taught.” I say to him as I lower my eyes ashamed. “Hell, I don’t even know what my dad is going to try and do once he finds out that I’m mated to the future queen and a male omega. I want to protect you both from his greedy hands but I’m scared I won’t be enough to do it.” I say softly as I nuzzle into his neck trying to breath in as much of his scent as I can to calm my racing heart and thoughts. Creed lets out a growl and pulls away from me and pace the length of the room. I’m shocked at his reaction because I can honestly say I’ve never seen him this riled up over something. Creed continues to pace and mutter to himself running his hands thru his hair roughly. I want to get up and comfort him but I don’t move in fear of him turning that anger on me.
He suddenly stops pacing and turns to me with a determined look in his eyes. I watch as they change color signaling, he is talking to his wolf or thru the link. Once I think the conversation ends, he nods his head once and stalks toward me with raw hunger in his eyes. I tense as does my wolf when we realize Creed is in full, I almost want to say rut but I know that’s not the case. He isn’t in full heat either because his scent is still the same. I think he and his wolf have made a decision and are going to follow thru with it no matter what.
"Ty, um I feel like we are prey right now for our Omega.” Samuel says quietly and I can only nod my head in agreement because he is right. The way Creed is stalking towards us reminds me of how we look when we hunt our prey. “You are nothing like your parents Tyler" Creed growled as he got closer to me. Once he was within range, he straddled my lap again and confidently tells me, “And I will spend eternity proving that to you that you are and never have been anything like your piece of shit sperm donors. That is all they are and all they will ever be to me.” With statement and with no time for me to prepare or rebuttal he pounces. One second, he was sitting up then the next he was reaching or the collar of my shirt and ripping it off and away from my neck so he could bite me. He bit down hard enough to break skin and get a mouth full of my blood in return. “Holy shit" I mumble out in shock . He just marked me as a mate. “Mine” he growled and I felt that word down to my soul. He tighten his jaws to make sure I knew that I was his. Fuck me. I did not see that coming. I mean I knew it was going to happen but I thought I might have more time to talk and make sure we were both on the same page. But it seems my emotional breakdown has forced him to take charge and prove me wrong. I'm shocked speechless as I slowly wrap my arms around him and let in to the bite so he isn’t stretching so far. My muscles tense up when my mind starts being bombarded with image after image all focused on me. He is pulling up his memories from over the years just to show me that he is serious.
They all seem to be different memories over the years but there is one thing that is the same, Me. They are all focused around me and my life. My interactions with every single damn person I have ever met or spoken to. My actions towards others and how I treat women and children. There are even some flashes of my interactions with the elderly. What hits the hardest is watching my reaction when I see Jazz for the first time with wide eyed wonder. The memory shifts to when we all realized she is our fated mate. I can see it plain as day the excitement but also the fear in my eyes and I watch as it turns into determination as whatever was going thru my brain and I finally see and feel how Creed sees me as a whole. “This is what I see when I look at you. You’re the kindest person to anyone you met and never with greed or shame in your eyes when you talk to someone Tyler.” Creed said in my mind and it damn near makes me cry until I hear “Holy Shit.” Echo in my head. I jerk my head up and see the others have returned and are hovering near the doorway. I was so in tuned to what Creed was showing me that I didn’t hear them come in. Unfortunately, this causes Creed to tense and growl a warning for the others to stay back.
I rub my hand up and down his back and murmur softly, “Shh, Creed it’s ok. It’s just the pack here. No one else is here.” I lift my eyes up to the others and mouth “Help” hoping one of them has any freaking clue what to do in this situation. Jazz slowly walks closer and leans over to kiss part of her mark that’s visible thru Creed’s shirt. This motion helps calm him down slightly until someone tries to step forward then he’s tensed up again growling “Mine” over again. She lifts her eyes to meet mine and I suck in a sharp breath at the color of them. They are pure blue and have a shinning tint to them that I’ve never seen before. “Shhh, Wolfy its ok. I understand what your feeling right now. I can help you fix it if you will let me?” She asks him in a very soft/soothing tone as she keeps eye contact with me.