We were both walking to his so-called packhouse, heck! I don’t even know what was that he was walking so fast with his long strides and I was more like limping behind him. I was sweating like a pig due to all the running.
“Xander, wait!” I yelled at him, I was so exhausted and my leg was killing me.
He stopped abruptly and turned to me, “Xander? Now you gave me a nickname, really,” he asked me with raised eyebrows.
“Your name is so long and I feel, Xander is easy to pronounce,” I told him with a shrug.
“Can we sit for a while, please,” I gave him my best puppy eyes, which always worked with Paul, I hope it works with him too.
He narrowed his eyes on me and took in my state. I could say that I was not in a good shape right now because he gave a long sigh before speaking, “you look like shit, sweet cheeks” confirming my assumption.
“Gee, thanks!” I replied to him sarcastically for which he rolled his eyes with a half-smile.
“Are you alright? Why are you limping?” he closed the distance between us and kneeled in front of me.
“Maybe I twisted my ankle,” I whispered him.
“What? You should have told me earlier,” he scolded me like a parent scolds his child “Let me take a look, just sit on the ground, okay” I sat on the ground as he instructed me, as soon as I sat in front of him, he began to inspect my ankle.
Without warning, he lifted my ankle “Darn it! That hurts!” I whined.
“I’m sorry, are you hurt somewhere else?” he asked me with full of concern in his deep blue eyes that contains some specks of green.
“Just some scratches here and there, other than that I’m fine,” I told him, without diverting my eye contact from him, he was truly mesmerizing and he was well behaving today, that’s little strange, maybe he accepted me as his friend, so that he was not behaving like a jerk, I shrugged off my thoughts and focused on him.
“We can’t sit here, it’s getting dark and we should keep moving” he informed me.
“I can carry you, I don’t mind,” he told me.
“No, No, No, it’s okay I can walk I don’t want to trouble you” I was mortified of this idea but excited at the same time.
“Oh come on,” he stood up from his place and without warning, he carried me in bridal style, “If I allowed you to walk I don’t think that we would reach the place any time soon.” He told me with a smirked.
“Won’t you get tired?” I asked him.
“I’m a werewolf, remember? I’m stronger than humans and carrying you is not a big deal, so relax.” He explained.
“Right!” I rolled my eyes at him.
We started to walk to his so-called packhouse more like him walking and I’m looking around our surrounding. I could feel his hard masculine muscles pressed against my soft skin, I could feel the warmth which radiates off him, his minty smell invades my sense, and it was divine. I relaxed in his arms and buried my face in the crook of his neck.
“Catherine, may I ask you something?” he asked me all of a sudden without ceasing his walk and I hummed in response to continue.
“When is the last time you have done any exercises?” he asked me.
“Why did you ask?”
“Because your skin is so soft, like a baby’s skin, I can feel it through your clothes.” He told me with a smirk, such a pervert! I thought to myself.
“Well, once in a year,” I told him with an awkward chuckle.
“But your expression tells me otherwise” he mocked me with a smile.
“Oh shut up! I’m doing some walking with my granny for the past one week” I defended myself with a pout.
“Sure, really great physical work for a college student,” he shakes his head with a smile. Well, I don’t have any comeback, so I kept my mouth shut.
“Xander!” no response “Xander!” I again whined his name.
“Tell me, Catherine” he responded with a sigh.
“What is a packhouse?” I asked him with an innocent look, he suddenly stopped walking and looked at my face for a while.
“Have you ever heard that certain type of animals live in a group?” he asked me and started to walk again.
“Yeah, I guess”
“Werewolves also live in a group with its kind, instead of calling it as a group or a gang, we call it as a pack. Each pack is lead by an Alpha, which is like a leader of that pack, besides an Alpha, there is a Beta, a Gamma, Pack Warriors and common werewolves. Packhouse is nothing but a place where every member of the pack stays and trains but the pack leader can stay at a separate place.” He explained to me and I made an ‘O’ shape with my mouth while taking in all the information.
“But why are we going to the packhouse,” I asked him with a little frown and pout.
He narrowed his eyes at my face and clenched his jaw “Because we can find a doctor in my packhouse to treat your ankle and we can stay the night there, It is the closest and safest place.”
“And don’t make that face again,” he told me before I asked him what he was talking about, we came in front of a large house. I think this was his packhouse, I hope he was not planning to murder me.