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Despite what his pack members have said or will say and despite what he may have done in his past; she believed him. She trusted him. “Wait! Where are you going?”



Peter was half way out the window then turned back and sat straddling the window sill. “I’m going back.”



“No, please stay”. Rayne pleaded softly and tugged her towel snugger around her frame. Peter stared at her for a moment. His expression made it clear he somewhat taken aback by her plea. She took another hesitant step toward him and lowered her gaze. “I…I don’t want you to go…not yet. “ She added as she peered back at him. Peter’s face turned unreadable as he leisurely rose up and stepped back inside Rayne’s room. His eyes not once leaving hers as he steadily strode to stand in front of her. His eyes shone bright blue, brighter than they had been. Rayne swallowed hard and wondered if she made the right decision for him to stay. A chill crawled up her spine as he extended his hand and caressed her cheek, gradually pushing through her hair. She noticed the claws. Her heart pounded. Peter’s hand was now round the back of her head and seized a handful of her hair. He yanked her closer to him once more. Their bodies were pressed together. Rayne gasped softly from the sudden motion and before she realized, he was kissing her again. His lips were warm and inviting.



This kiss was just as passionate as the first. She relished the way he kissed her, in fact she loved it. Any fear of this man…this creature was being burned away by the fires he was setting inside of her. Rayne wanted to feel more of the heat he could provide. His kiss grew stronger and his grip tightened as she kissed him back. Rayne swore she heard a faint cry. Realizing it was her who released the small whimper once Peter’s lips drew back; Rayne stared into his eyes, feeling as though she might fall if it weren’t for Peter holding her. Her knees were back to being wobbly.



“I’ll stay until the sun rises.” Rayne nodded shakily. Unable to think clearly from all the night’s activities…and Peter; Rayne figured it best to just go along with what Peter said, her mind was already in tangles and her stomach was knotted.



“Okay.” Rayne couldn’t help but smile at him; his kisses made her feel a bit tipsy. Without warning, Peter hoisted Rayne up and laid her down on the bed. “You should get some sleep”. He suggested caringly as he pulled off his leather jacket and belt, lightly tossing them to a nearby chair. Rayne struggled not to blush though she felt a smile creep onto her face while she watched him. She continued to watch him as he took his place beside her. Rayne became a bit puzzled. “Why there?” She inquired.



Peter blinked, apparently unsure of the question. “What are you talking about? I can’t be next to you now?”



“Well…not yet.” Smiled Rayne; Peter seemed perturbed but started to remove himself just the same. However, Rayne had something different in mind than sleeping. She knew deep in her human soul he was meant for her somehow. Rayne knew she would one day be like him…a werewolf; nevertheless she sought to experience his love before being turned and silently pulled him down over her.

Rayne figured she was blushing. Elevating her eyes slowly she caught he was softly smiling down at her. His penetrating gaze alarmed her. Hastilly, Rayne averted her eyes to a spot on the floor behind him as he spoke. “I wanted to see you and through your window.” He had so much confidence in himself; Rayne found it a little annoying.



“So you thought you would just come in…without an invitation?” She snapped suspiciously and

Peter solely chuckled then gently raised her chin.



“I invited myself…now, look at me.” Peter instructed calmly and Rayne obeyed. As their eyes locked, Rayne sensed her heart flutter. She was beginning to realize he was bringing forth feelings she had never felt before. She expected him to say not to be afraid or that he won’t hurt her but no, he didn’t say a word. Instead, Peter leaned down and embraced her lips with his. His kiss was strong, deep and so sincerely perfect Rayne’s everything he did excited Rayne in a way no man in her life has ever been capable of.



Overwhelmed with a peculiar joy, Rayne reached up and draped her arm around his neck and started to kiss him back. The sparks legs began to tremble. He exhilarated her to her core. Every touch, every word he spoke, Peter ignited with his kiss swiftly became a light of conscience in Rayne’s mind causing her to just as quick to pull away, cupping her mouth as she turned from him. “Why…why did you do that?” Rayne asked shakily. She inhaled deeply, in an attempt to stop her trembling. “And why are you here? What about Derek? He’s…your pack leader isn’t he…won’t he be pissed you’re here with me…a human and”- She paused abruptly when she felt the warm of Peter’s body pressed against her back.



He pulled her even closer and loosely swathed a hand over her neck while the other held firm around her waist. “Shhh. You’re worrying too much.” He whispered against her ear before placing a kiss at her jaw line. “I want to be near you. Something about you has me drawn to you….” Rayne guessed he was starting to smile now. “I took a chance kissing you, but you can’t be angry at me for that. I heard your pulse quicken.” Peter kissed her ear then spun her around to face him. He possessed that cocky grin from before as he held her in place with his hands gripping her upper arms. “Not to mention, you did throw your arms around me and returned the kiss.” He said smirking and Rayne blushed with embarrassment. Momentarily, he released her. Rayne peered up at him and was slightly puzzled to see his face in a serious manner, however, she remained quiet.

“I know you have every reason not to trust me. I have killed both humans and those…not so human”. Peter procured a brief moment to study Rayne’s reactions. “You know what I am and what I can do, but I promise…I promise I will bring you no harm“. He added. Rayne lowered her head slightly to process his words and pondered if she should say anything. Before she could make up her mind of what to say, Peter had a bent index finger under her chin, forcing her to resume her attention. “I want to simply protect you”



Rayne raised her eyebrow. “Protect me? Why…from what?”



“…Later…” Peter kissed her temple then pulled away and headed toward the window. Rayne blinked with confusion and took a hastily step toward him. She wasn’t ready to see him go just yet.

Inside the house, Rayne retrieved her phone from her pants pocket and checked the time. It was 1:30 in morning as she locked the door and head up stairs to her room. The events that happened earlier in the evening had her form unsteady. Her knees were quaking as she climbed the steps. Rayne had never seen such a fiasco. Hell, she didn’t even fully believe everything she saw tonight; real werewolves, with real claws and real canines. It was all overwhelming and her head felt like it was spinning as she reached the second floor. All the action that occurred made her feel enclosed in filth. Running through the woods around the Hale house; being underground at the abandoned subway station with…the pack. She felt grimy and this was another thing she couldn’t believe; that Derek couldn’t have found a better…more sanitary place to hide. Though Rayne supposed she understood his reasoning, based on the stories about the hunters; then she realized she didn’t mind his choice of hiding place at all, regardless of the muck.



“Ugh, I really want a bath right now”. She grumbled, pushing open the door to her room and staggered in. Her legs were starting to throb when she closed the door behind her and went to her bathroom. Peter came back to her mind, his blue eyes, as blue as heaven’s oceans. He was so beautiful in every aspect about him. Whenever he looked at her, her heart would start to race. It was like he could see into her soul. The look in his eyes toward her was something she had never seen before from a man. Each time their glances locked into a gaze at one another, it heated her from deep in the core of her heart. Rayne took a deep breath seeing her cheeks flush with color in the bathroom mirror. “No, Rayne…don’t you even go there. What would a guy like him-…werewolf like him want with a human girl like you?” Rayne quietly told herself then rinsed cold water over her face and sighed. “Right…though I wouldn’t mind being one myself then maybe Derek would stop stressing out.” She looked down at her hands and noticed all the dirt still sticking to her skin. Her nose wrinkled in disgust and she turned on the hot water to her shower.



Feeling clean and refreshed, Rayne wrapped a towel around her body and stepped out of the tub to dry off. She dried her hair the best she could with towel then walked into her bedroom to fetch her pajamas. Setting the clothes on her bed, she started to undo the towel from her chest but then…”Before you go any further, you should know you’re not alone”. She knew that voice. The smooth voice, that was just deep enough to make any woman quiver with cool desire. Rayne swung around in surprise. She couldn’t quite make out his face except for those magnificent blue eyes that glowed from the shadows in which the rest of his brilliant structure was concealed.



“Peter?” Rayne asked anxiously as she tugged the towel tighter around her, suddenly feeling exposed.



“Aye, my lady, it is me.” Peter then stepped from the darkness toward Rayne. His lips were somewhat curled into a self-satisfied grin. His movements were stealthy, and carried a fierce sovereignty in each step. Inches from his lady, Peter stood and gazed down upon her. The grin he held moments before softened into a warm smile.

“What are you doing here? How did you get in?” Rayne demanded quietly. She watched him approach closer and wanted to step back. Being too tense to move; she remained perfectly still. Once Peter ceased moving forward; he was close enough she could feel his body heat radiating off of him.