Hope you enjoy this short story inspired by the Lunar Chronicles. My favourite couple by far is Scarlett and Wolf so I thought I would write my own story. Please review to let me know what you think and if I should continue writing this collection. Maybe I could try out other couples!

Thank you, all support is appreciated. Stay strong!

-InfernoAlive

Scars of a Suffering Nature

SPOV

I watched Cinder and Thorne where they sat in the cockpit, arguing as usual, this time about which way to go. I rolled my eyes, and set out in search to find Wolf. The spaceship echoed beneath my feet and I let out a nervous breath. Wolf always seemed to sense everything and it kind of freaked me out. This time I wanted to catch him off guard. I rounded a corner and saw him, sitting on a crate that had not be opened yet, and inspecting a scar. Completely shirtless as well!

I expected him to look up and spot me, for his face to change to one of awkward, naked love but he didn't, seemingly too absorbed in what he was doing. He loved me… I kept this in mind as I studied this scarred, scary man; his strong canine teeth becoming visible through his slight frown. His dark, wavy hair curling at the ends from the hint of sweat. Wolf often tried to get exercise on board on the ship: obviously his inner wolf was crying out for justice. Oh Wolf…

I sighed in contentment as I took him in, in all his wild beauty and this time he looked up. I froze, taking in his expression as his grew wide, and his hands start to tremble. Then he forcibly relaxed and a tight smile spread across his angular face.

"Scarlett… I…" He stammered breathlessly, and a pain tore through my rapidly beating heart. He was so self-controlled around me, terrified of losing to the beast inside and hurting me again, "I didn't… hear you…"

"That's because I didn't want you to." I whispered, my eyes glued to the floor as I heard Wolf let out a breath. He was hurt. I didn't mean to offend him, but he was just so careful around me, as if I was a glass that he didn't want to break. I wasn't as fragile or as vulnerable as all that, and he had to realise it.

"Scarlett…" He began but I didn't want to hear him.

"Just shut up and come here!" I ordered and when he didn't make a move, I strode towards him, took his face in my hands and kissed him. His response was hesitant at first but then the desire grew, and he begun to wind his fingers through my red hair. "Scarlett!" he moaned against my mouth, and I felt his strong, soldier hands cup my waist, a sign of longing and hope.

I purred, feeling my heart flip high in my chest at this man who was created to kill and destroy, yet could hold the things he loved so gently. I felt him take me in his arms and lift me off the floor, so sudden I would have fallen to the ground at the shock of it if he hadn't been holding me up so strongly. I clung to him and gasped as his lips worked their way down my neck, caressing my skin in a show of passion and commitment. They were so warm, as they travelled, sucking at my skin until I felt feverish, on top of the world… I reached around as he held me to his chest, my hands searching for the scars that adorned him.

But as soon as I found the ridged surface of his skin, those beautiful imperfections, his body went rigid around me. Oh no, I thought. I've done it now. He slowly drew away from me, breathing harshly, and set me back down on the ground.

His arms left my waist and I instantly felt cold and exposed there, already missing his warmth. His love. His face was red, humid with passion as mine probably was, and the look in his eyes was horror mixed with regret.

"I'm sorry, Scarlett," he sighed, running an exasperated hand through his hair, making my fingers itch with need, "We can't do this. Who knows when I'll lose control again? All we need is one Lunar operative to come running along and I'll have choice but to hurt you. I can't…" His eyes closed in agony.

"But you fought back," I started desperately, taking a step towards him, "Remember? You found sanity, you didn't hurt me…"

"But I almost did!" Wolf shouted suddenly, opening his eyes so I saw the fury reflected in them, the beast about to be unleashed from within, "I was this close to tearing your throat out, Scarlett! How can you even stand to be around me? I could kill you in seconds if I wanted…"

"But you don't." I whispered quietly, cupping his cheek with my hand, "Trust me, Wolf. We'll get through this. And when we do, nothing is going to hold us back."

He hesitated but then leaned into my palm, shuddering as he absorbed my touch, closing his eyes weakly. Tears pricked at my eyes, seeing Wolf so feeble and tiring. I leaned in and pecked his cheek, the faint trace of stubble bristling my face. I let go of him after a few seconds, not looking at his face as I went to leave the room.

Just as I was rounding the corner Wolf called out to me, "See you at supper Scarlett?"

I turned around and met his shy, pale face; his fingers brushing his cheek from where I'd kissed him, "Sure thing soldier!" I gave him a tense smile as he beamed at me, his eyes sparkling.

And it cut me to the core.