Her Dark Lycan

Venus sat in the office, waiting for her mate to come. After she requested for Lorenzo to shift back, he padded out the door.

After a while her mate walked in wearing khaki shorts and a white tee shirt with canvas sneakers.

He looked very very handsome, and very ... Normal.

Venus tried not to drool over him, watching his tattooed covered thick arms flex upon movement, the way his jaw ticked and clenched when he was angry or just him being ... him.

Venus shook her head, okay her thoughts were going haywire, what was going on? She wondered. Her body felt a little more heated then normal but she ignored all that and concentrated on the situation at hand.

"I see you're waiting for some answers," Dante said, his thick deep voice ringing out in the silent house.

Venus nodded and he stood in front of her, folding his arms over his chest, making his muscled arms more bulging and very very distracting.

Venus gulped, praying to the moon goddess her body wouldn't betray her.

"Come, lets take a stroll in the garden," he said, holding his rough hand out as she shyly tucked her small delicate hand into his large one.

They rounded the stairs and headed out, walking in the lush green grass.

"You may ask what you want to," Dante said gruffly, letting go of her hand, and Venus suddenly felt sad, missing the warmth of his hand.

She took in a deep breath and started.

"I have many questions Dante, but i will only ask a few for now," she said, her shoulder grazing with his bare arm as they walked.

"First i wanted to ask why you did all that, why you avoided me like a plague and chose to go to Ariana when i was right there and you w-" Venus was cut off from her rambling when Dante placed his forefinger on her lips, silencing her.

that for two reasons, first being i never wanted a mate, ever. And then you came along and your 5'6 self and bought more havoc with my being than my entire existence altogether. I was losing control around you and that made me rage over myself and naturally

feeling her

think they can use against me, and i refused to put you

wolf i have ever seen, you always manage to get under my skin even if i willed against it," he stated, his hands behind his back, his being emitting raw

lip, trying to hide

a moment to silence Venus asked the one thing that was on her mind the entire

wanted to ask, uh, about your father," she cringed when she

upon her words, and he turned

jaw flexed and he stood still, his gaze

and continued walking again, Venus struggling

myself, and now him being alive, it

that his

his, hoping to calm him down, upon touch he jerked his head back to look at her and then their entwined hands, sighing deeply, he tugged her along with him, hands

from that it turned into beatings, and as a 9 year old and only child i watched my mother in suffering from afar,"

eyes stung from hearing her mates

every night while tending to my wounds. One day

found my mother in a pool of her own blood with my father standing over her, my father then locked me up and I couldn't even go to her funeral, that sick bastard told everyone she had a lover and when he refused to give her permission to leave she killed herself,

around to look at her, and she then wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging him. He was stiff

in each other embrace she

arms around her more tightly,

and fragile in his arms, the feeling of protectiveness hit him with

She sighed.

what you must have been through, with all the

silent