His Inescapable Mate novel Chapter 26

Finally we heard the water boiling, meaning the food was done. Vincent lifted me out of his lap (FINALLY!) and went over to the stove. He turned off the flame and grabbed two bowls, filling them up with ramen. He then grabbed them and walked back to the table, setting them down.

This time Vincent let me sit down in my own chair. He sat across from me, loudly slurping his food. At first I thought I wasn't hungry, but as soon as the food was in front of me, I gulfed it down, not even too bothered when I burnt my tongue.

When we were all finished, Vincent took both bowls back to the sink and quickly rinsed them off. He then turned to me. "Time for bed Mate," he said, grabbing me arm and once again throwing me over his shoulder. I'm starting to think he's doing this to show off his strength.

He carried me into the bedroom and tossed me down onto the bed. The light was turned off before I could get my senses together and I was soon tackled by Vincent.

His heavy body was on top of me, pinning me down underneath. My arms were at my side, trapped as Vincent wrapped his around me. He made sure to be low enough so that he didn't lay on my head. Instead, we both shared the one pillow on the bed.

"Goodnight Mate," he whispered in the dark, kissing my cheek. "Love you."

I grunted.

For the longest time, me and Vincent lay in the bed. He managed to move the comforter blanket over us, making me pant with the heat. After about a half hour, Vincent started to lightly snore.

He's asleep now. Awesome.

I began to wiggle my arms a bit, inch by inch freeing them from Vincent's grasp. Eventually I had them out. I then lightly pushed on his broad chest, feeling his hard muscles for a bit. He sure was buff. I pushed, trying to roll him over.

I walked over to the front door, undid the lock and chain, and opened it. Instantly air rushed inside, filling up my core with the sweet feeling of freedom of the outside world. Then I ran.

I didn't even bother to lose Vincent's front door. Let some crazy rouge werewolf go in there and eat him. I don' care! I just ran on the sidewalk, turning left then running down that block. My feet began to pound as they hit the hard concrete over and over. Luckily, the hot weather made the cement feeling warm to the soles of my feet, allowing me to finally feel some ounce of comfort.

I figure that doing a zigzag pattern when I reach the end of blocks would be good. On one I take a right, then a left, then a right, then a left, then turn around because it's a cul-de-sac, then a right. I didn't even know where I was going and I didn't even know how I was going to get some appropriate clothes for later on, but right now I didn't even care. The streets were empty, only the streetlamps giving me some company. It was nice to be alone for a while after being smothered by some love-obsessed werewolf.

Eventually, after my run, I reached the end of the neighborhood. At the end of the street that was blocked off, was a forest. Perhaps if I ran in here, I could hide out for a little bit and then in the morning, find someone, maybe Danni, to help get me some clothes and get me out of the territory.