Eternal Wolves Chapter 3

Hope's P.O.V.

Hope stared at the boy hoping that if she stayed still enough that he'd eventually leave her alone. She had nothing to use as a weapon and she was afraid of what he wanted. Suddenly a strong but gentle voice floated through her mind, "Uh hello love, the name's Newt. Please forgive me I'm not all that sure at how to do this but I wanted to see if this way you could actually hear me?." Hope relaxed quite a bit when she heard his voice. It was soothing and gentle yet strong that suggested that he might be a leader here. Hope smiled softly at him. "Yes, now I can hear you. I like you're accent. My name's Hope. It's nice to meet you. Can you tell me where I am?"

Newt smiled back and held her gaze. "You're in paradise, love. We have no bloody clue where here is, but it's safe and my friends and I have made quite a home here. I think they'd really love to meet you. Don't worry though, you're my mate and I'll make sure no one touches you." Hope closed her eyes momentarily as memories of what the word Mate meant. Memories flooded her vision as she remembered how she was a wolf and how she could transform at will. She also remembered about how wolves have mates and they're bound to that wolf for the rest of their lives. Hope opened her eyes once more and was met with Newt's chocolate brown eyes that showed so much love and adoration for her even though they had just met moments before.

She let her eyes wander over the rest of her mate as she took in his slender and tall frame. He had golden blonde hair that was slightly shaggy as if it hadn't been cut in forever. His hair fell slightly over one eye and she had the urge to run her fingers through his hair. Her gaze continued down as she admired his face. He looked almost innocent but the slight mischievous glint in his eyes and the hint of a smirk that played at the corner of his lips suggested that he might be much less innocent than he let on. The rest of his body was just as enticing as she felt her body respond to the thoughts of desire that ran through her head.

She mentally shook herself out of her thoughts as her eyes once again met his. He had a smug look on his face as she realized that he must've caught her blatantly checking him out. She blushed a bright shade of pink and turned her head away so she didn't have to look in his eyes. He caught her chin gently as she was trying to turn away and brought her face up once again so his eyes met hers. His face was just centimeters away from hers, so close that she could feel his hot breath on her lips as he looked at her intently. "You don't ever have to be embarrassed with me love. I want you just as you want me and feel quite fortunate to have such a beautiful mate. But right now I think it would be best if we introduce you to the others. I'm sure they think I bloody up and disappeared on them, eh? Come on up you go. I'll be right beside you the whole time. I'm afraid you're stuck with me for the long haul." Newt took her hands in his and pulled her to her feet. Keeping hold of her hand he intertwined their hands and pulled her close to his side as he lead her away to her new life.

Newt's P.O.V.

'I have got to be the bloody luckiest guy on the face of the earth.' Newt thought as he walked side by side with Hope. He stole small glances at her as they walked. She was so beautiful. And he could finally tell how small she was now that she was standing. She was shorter and thinner than any of the other immune women that he knew in paradise. Her head barely came up to his shoulders. Newt smiled at the thought of having such a small mate. He still couldn't believe she was his. Hope caught him smiling and gave him a smile that made him feel as though she knew exactly how he was feeling. As they reached the camp, darkness was falling and everyone was near the kitchen having dinner. Newt was hungry but he could wait. He wanted to take her home to his hut so he could let her adjust before she was bombarded with questions. He walked down the middle of the rows of small huts with Hope trailing slightly behind him as she took in the sight of the the vast camp. The immunes had come a long way from when they first arrived. Everyone had come together and worked hard to restore order and rebuild a camp that was almost identical to the glade.

As they neared his hut, he slowed to a stop in front of the door and opened it as he lead them inside. The interior of the hut was small and lit up as Newt turned on the lights. The hut was one room with wooden floors and a double bed with simple linens. On each side next to the bed were two wooden end tables that held a small lamp on each. On the floor there was a woven rug in shades of red. In one corner of the room there was a wooden desk that had a mess of papers spread out on it. The desk had a small wooden chair that accompanied it. On the back of the chair hung a spare machete sheathed in its hilt. The dim light bounced off of the wooden walls giving it a cozy, warm ambience. Newt stood back as he watched Hope look around and take in every feature of the room. "I know it's not much but it's shucking home." Hope turned to him and reaching up on her tip toes and gave him a soft sweet kiss on his cheek. "I love it." Newt pulled her close wrapping his arms snugly around her waist and buried his face in her hair. "Welcome home, love."