Roses's Dark Knight

Rose

„What are you talking about?” I had to ask.

One of us is going to be called crazy. And here I was hoping that he would like me. Oh, well, I guess you can’t have everything you wish for.

„How or who told you about the wolf? About my wolf in particular.” Matteo asked me with a voice that was demanding, like it didn’t belong to him, it was low and almost a growl.

„I honestly don’t …” wait, what? A wolf? I never told him about my dream.

„DO NOT DARE LIE TO ME!” Matteo screamed at me. How dare he scream at me? I should be afraid. But I am not, because deep down I somehow know that he won’t hurt me. I am more angry than afraid right at this moment.

„I’m not dishonest. And don’t dare use that tone with me again! Got that?” honestly I have no clue where that confidence came from. But I like it so much!

„I’m sorry! But please tell me what do you think you know so I can fill in the rest!” Matteo is so cute with his scrunched eyebrows, he looks lost, like a lost puppy and it makes me want to hug him and kiss him.

„Okay. Just promise me one thing.” I tell him with as much honesty in my voice as I could.

„Sure. Anything.” Matteo was fast to answer.

„Do not laugh because of what I am going to tell you. Promise?” I am looking in his eyes to see if he is honest with me.

„Yes, I promise!” he said with a deep voice. Like it didn’t belong to him. But like he was a different person.

„I had a dream. And in that dream, I saw you shift into a beautiful jet-black wolf. And you, your wolf came to me, licked my face. And well … I hugged him … I felt so safe with him!” I kind of blurted that out because I have no brain to mouth filter and I tend to say a lot of things.

„Please say something! Don’t stare at me like that, you are scaring me, I don’t want to go to the loony-bin. I am to pretty to go to jail.” Again, with the filter. I do need to learn how and what to tell people. It is to much. I scare myself sometimes of the things that come out of my mouth.

He stared at me for a few seconds, making the situation feel to me like minutes. But his eyes were not saying I was crazy, it was more a look of relief. He started laughing. Okay, now I am getting a little mad at him. Am I or is he with a few screws loose in his brain? He must have noticed my change because he stopped laughing.

„First of all, you are very beautiful! Second you are not crazy. Third I love the fact that you have no brain to mouth filter!” Matteo said and, in his eyes, I could see that he is honest.

What next? We just keep staring at each other?

I guess not, because the next second he grabs my wrist and we walk outside. Through the kitchen doors and in the beautiful garden.

The garden is filled with the most wonderful roses, my favorite flowers, even if my name is Rose, why should I not like them? The smell is mixed because as far as I notice there are different types of roses, from climbing roses to the ones that make big flowers. And do not judge me because I do not know their names. It is enough for me to know that they smell wonderful and are a sight to see.

Because I was admiring the roses, I did not notice that Matteo was looking at me.

„Do you like the roses?” Matteo asks.

„Ahem, excuse you, I adore them!” making me smile so wide that even he started to smile.

„Let’s go, I have something to show you!” Matteo said, making me look away from the beautiful roses.

„I hope you are not taking me into the woods to kill me.” I just can’t learn, it is like my mouth goes on without me.

But he just looked back at me and smiled. Ah, that smile make me forget my name.

We stopped at a clearing with beautiful wild flowers, blue wild flowers.

„Here we are. Hope you like it. It is my special place, where I come to think.” Matteo said.

„I love it. I can see why. It is secluded, perfect to hide a body and said body will be fertilizer for these gorgeous blue flowers.” I think that it is hopeless, I am how I am.

„I love you but you are weird!” Matteo said.

As soon as those words flew out of his mouth, I could see him tense up. He did not even look back at me. Maybe he got scared of my reaction. But to be honest he did just say that he loves me.

Okay, so he said that he loved me. There are plenty of ways to love someone. Right?

My only thought was to kiss him. So, I went for it.

It only took me three steps to reach him, his back was still facing me. I reached for his hand and encouraged him to turn so I could face him.

He turned to face me slowly, like a scared puppy, his eyes were closed.

That only made me smile.

Slowly I reached to brush my lips to his. It is like he froze, afraid to open his eyes and all of this to be a dream. Where is the big bad boy now?

I only brushed my lips to his, and placed his arms on my hips. Because I wanted to see his wolf.

„Show me your wolf!” I whispered on his lips.

Matteo

„What are you talking about?” she just had to poke the wolf, because my wolf started to get angry for losing a chance to explain to her about us, about her being our mate.

„How or who told you about the wolf? About my wolf in particular.” I had to find put before I lose my cool and Daemon, my wolf, surfaces and claims her.

„I honestly don’t …” Rose said, but I could see that she was not scared of me but she was getting angry.

„DO NOT DARE LIE TO ME!” I said, my temper was high and I started to raise my voice.

„I’m not dishonest. And don’t dare use that tone with me again! Got that?” Rose has a fire in her that now I am starting to slowly see.

My little mate got a mouth that can temper Daemon. Even I have a hard time making that wolf obey sometimes.

„I’m sorry! But please tell me what do you think you know so I can fill in the rest!” and here I thought my day was going to get better the moment she stepped in the kitchen. I even cooked her favorite breakfast.

She started to tell me about her dream. But all I could think about were her lips on mine. The words jet-black wolf caught my attention. She dreamed about Daemon? About my wolf? Even if I was only half paying attention, I know how to answer her rambling.

„First of all, you are very beautiful! Second you are not crazy. Third I love the fact that you have no brain to mouth filter!” And as a bonus I made her blush, she is so cute when she blushes.

Good choice of words but did I have to say I love her? She did not seem to notice. I am going to have a hard time. Maybe I should just tell her the truth and hope for the best. I am debating the pro and the cons in my head with my wolf.

If she does not think I am weird by now she will absolutely think of this because I am only looking at her while talking in my head with my wolf.

I can be so smart sometimes, notice the sarcasm.

I decided to take her to a meadow, my special place. It is a clearing in the forest filled with beautiful blue flowers.

„Here we are. Hope you like it. It is my special place, where I come to think.” I tell her.

„I love it. I can see why. It is secluded, perfect to hide a body and said body will be fertilizer for these gorgeous blue flowers.” She must watch a lot of criminal movies.

„I love you but you are weird!” here it went out again and I am sure that she notices it this time.

Shit! You are so stupid! This were Daemons words. And I just froze, eyes closed.

But the strangest thing happened. I mean not strange because it could have gone only in two ways. She freaks out and leaves, making me a stupid idiot. And two she just goes with my stupid idiot self.

I could feel her coming close to me. Taking my hand and encouraging me to face her. My eyes were closed. Waiting. Hoping she wasn’t afraid of me, of what I said.

She brushed her lips on mine. It took me everything I have to not kiss her. To let her feel comfortable.

„Show me your wolf!” her warm breath on my lips …

This was the last drop.

I kissed her like no tomorrow. She tastes like honey and apple. I could taste her every second of every day. Her soft lips are mine; she is all mine. My wolf was chanting in my head: „Mine! Mine! Mine!”