This is the 4th chapter. YAY! I really want all you guys to know that knowing that I'll either get or don't get is not something I'm gonna be well attuned with.
This is my fisrt story so I'm either gonna get praises (yay!) or flames (the horror!) but either way I ain't gonna be prepared because you guys are going to judge this story I give to you...willingly...?

Anyways some sad stuff happened in my family and school going to be up again, though I don't think I will be there at the first week (Yay!) but for the sad family reasons (Cries) anyway I hope you guys will tell me what you think of this story that I've written.

And bear with me if this story is still going for who-knows-how-long, ok?

Okay shutting up so we can get on with the story.
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Enjoy!

P.S if you read plaine please think it of it as her lovely face, kay? I'm sorry for the future confusion but am not if you got it in the first place. Y'all kknow what I'm talking about when you see the (*) above the word.

Okay now Enjoy!

Hn. The mortal girl was heavy for what she's worth. He had taken her faint self and was carrying her through the enclosure of the forest. He had taken her faint self and was carrying her through the enclosure of the forest.

Midnight was well into play, offering her children the lushes she had to offer, if the girl had been alone and not offered him payment she would've surely had been killed or murdered by now.

"...if I was to prevent that..." his words came back to haunt him and he wondered if he really meant to protect her from Death. It would have been possible - had she not been mortal but a lesser creature - but then again he would've not saved her then in the first place, and besides it was growing too much trivial for him to dwell on his thoughts any longer.

Bringing her to where he was dwelling was out of the picture and since he lived most his life in the forest, he considered that he was already home by the look of things.

"Nngh...Ma...mama" The girl's voice brought him back to where he was going.
"Ma...mama..." her only words that were understandable then the incoherent mumblings that overtook her sense of being. Utterly confused, the beast had no clue of what had become of her senses when she fainted back then.

But he didn't let that get in his predatory thinking when he sought for shelter. It was going to be a cold night, beyond reasonable doubt, yet this posed as a problem for the mortal since she only had her cloak for wear, noting that the dress she wore was hardly any material for warmth, more like for coverage, dismissing the white attire, and even that was not warm enough for the protection she'd need against the cold.

"She will lie beside me." he said resolutely final.

Food for the both of them also posed as a problem lest she share what it was that incompanied her basket.

The basket that she still held on tightly.

The reason why he was here in the first place.

Some kind of cranbberry mushed all together to give the bearer its strong scent. He gave little thought to the cranberry being unspilled but rather focused on something different.

Her lashes were long and flickering with motion. The fact that her porcleain face was embodied by such an innocent only made him yearn for her to be awake.

Her full blood red lips reminded him of the pumping heart beat - newly puntured by a predator's touch. And the way they parted made him remember the kiss he gave her.

He had no reason to kiss the mortal, no reason at all. Only that even on his part, word given by a creature such as he would surely be enough to seal the deal but since she was already trying to deny the bargain, he had to improvise.

He lowered his head closer to hers and inhaled deeply, her scent invading him like that of an strange yet exotic intoxicating smell knocking his senses to oblivion.

Mentally, he grew dizzy like that of a drunkard. But physically? His grip on her only tightened while his pace was growing faster by the second.

When he pulled back his face from hers and saw his enclosure he couldn't help but feel daunted.

What did tthis mortal do to him that made him bot loathe and want her? Because of her kind he absolutely despised them only looking down at them like the petty insects they showed to be. But when it was her...desire was consuming him. But why?

The full moon bathed him and the mortal in Her glory of lightness, the creature stopped there and lifted up his head to the moon.
The creature's raven black hair flowed with the sudden wind that swayed the neighboring trees all around with it.
They stood in a small clearing so trees surrouned them by a distance off.

His howl became one with the whist;e of the wind, magnifying his howl and making it heard throughout the forest and around its borderline.

The sound was eerie and brought chills to the little creature's spines as they scurried away to their dwells, getting the message our creature was relaying.

Once the sound of paws, feet, shoes and other lower part of the bodies running away died down, the creature's howl stopped as well.

His howl would've woken any living being but the mortal proved this false.

His mortal.

The thought made him look at her once more and give in to his uprising urge. But at that moment our dear Heroine chose to awaken opening her eyes, to see herself to be kissed, once again.

The creature had his eyes closed so he didn't see the shock Little Red expressed. He indulged himself by twining her curls and kissing harder.
"Mmph-!"
Opening his eyes he saw the frantic panic-eyes of his mortal and smiled a grim smile.

"Your awake" his breath invaded Little Red's space of breathing making her dizzy unknowingly why.

The way she shook her head manically was amusing to him, nut, he wanted her to look at him as he did to her, so, he puts one clawed finger to her face to stop the head noggin'. He doesn't know why he kept on wanting to kiss her, just that he did.

But she pushed at him and turned her head away.
"No!" she cried out to him.

Little Red tried her best to push him away but she was no match to a creature such as him. She had never, in all her sixteen years of living, been kissed, and, the deeper the creature kissed the more scared she grew.

When he pulled back he saw the salty reason to the kiss, again, like before.
"Why doth thy river flow from the possession I hold with me?" said the creature, as his gaze penetrated Little Red.

Shakingly, Little Red's fear only grew more when she understood that he was already claiming her as his own.
"I - I a-am not yours t-to possess and the reason why I let flow the river in me is that I a-am scared." replied Little Red honestly.

He grew baffled and asked her why this was so, was he not her protector?
"B-but you said you would p-protect me n-not k-kiss m-me..." her eyes grew wide as she saw his eyes go red, and his smile, devious. "No, " he said, nearing her face at the same time.
"I said I would prevent you from dying but never said that I'd protect you from yours truly." his breath invaded her and the smell was unknown but, was, very...good to inhale.

She whimpered as her thoughts were going to unknown territory.

"...for now..." suddenly hearing those words again in her mind, she smacks the creature's human face away before ranting on the little freedom she discovered.

A loophole.

Little Red was still in his arms so she couldn't escape the full impact he's glare did to her. But she ignored this, too busy being occupied with her thoughts to notice what she had inflicted upon the wolf-like creature.

"When you said that I was to be payment," she cringed outwardly at the word before continuing on " you also said "for now." What did you mean by that?" her eyes had stars of determination in them but her quivering lips gave her nervousness away.

Smirking the creature told her the truth.

Outside he seemed to be unconcerned about what he was about to say, but, inside he was anything BUT!
On the inside it was a different matter entirely on its own.

Anger and misery penetrates him out of nowhere as he lets it slide over and sround his lonely heart.

"It was on my part so the deal is incomplete and only half initiated, so, I had to improvise by sealing it with the kiss I took from you, since the other half on your part was missing." During his talk the creature unconciously looked away from his mortal, his raven black hair covering his face from view.

Little Red's desire dissipated slowly as she both saw and recognized his reaction.

Surprising the both of them she asks breaking the sudden silence " Why are you sad?"

Silence grew to be unbearable but he finally answered. "...I do not know..."

She thought that was all he was about to say, and, so she was about to say something as he swiftly continued what he left off.

"When I how you want to be miles away from me and just flisk away from my sight, my whole being!" he didn't say it loudly nor did he sounded harsh but the fact still lingered in the, now, suffocating air.

His expression was that of an fustrated father, something she commonly saw ing her Papa everytime he didn't get what he wanted, like a child, but on this creature it was too sincere and not at all childish looking at all.

"I feel unease and it eats me away because, I...don't want you to despise...nor...fear me." he couldn't bring himself to look at her so he opted to looking down as six last words seemed to come both unbidden and grateful, shoving him into a world of chaos as these last words, so foreign and strange, made him question what had just gotten a hold of him and where was the blastard cure for this insufferable pang deep within his defined chest?

"I want you to be mine."

His words held more of an impact than his glare did to her, which shook her to the very core.

Had he always been this...lonely?

She knew what he must've felt because she had went through the same turmoil when she was a lot younger. Her childhood was filled with killings and terrorism.

She had lived her life on garbage and rotten alleyways.

She wasn't alone but she might as well have been.

The others left her alone, but, they always came back to fight with her, mostly leaving her pulsing bruises and bloody scrathes. She was only little but she already was devoid of any emotion, whatsoever.

Lonliness and pain.

These were the only emotions Little Isabella knew as a lifeless child. It was depressing to see the images of her early childhood spring forward, so much so that she didn't realize she had been speaking aloud her thoughts. " The stench of waste invading mu slumber next to the rat infested alleyway. Running barefoot through the streets away from those who chased after me, no doubt it was because of the ring I stole or the money I took," an image sprang up and she giggled.

But the words that came were anything but funny. "Oh, I still remember the beatings I took once I was caught, which was all the time, but," she frowns slightly before repeating her word.

"But I do not regret the beatings I received since they all thought me a young foolish lad with no brain to the days that come."

There was no need to add to that sentence, what they'd do to her if they hadn't thought her a boy at all.

By this discovery the creature growled and gripped her more tightly. But his concern went unnoticed as Little Red was still swimming in the past of her childhood.

"The fire. It was said that a crazy lover had grown to hate his wife and three children, and so, wanted to kill them and himself included. The men saw the Mansion die in flames and heard the screams and cries within."

" A babe was found dead in the clutches of a three year old boy. Covered in soot and walking out of the fiery house."

She lifts her free hand and points to herself smiling with cold hard eyes.

"Guess who the boy was?"

Not wanting to wait for a reply she goes on laughing bitterly which in turn made the river run down her plaine.*

"When people saw me they assumed me a boy by the rants the old hags would whisper amoungst themselves. I'd hear a "Oh! What a ghastly boy! Just look at him!" or "Oh my dear child stay away from that ferral spawn of the Devil!" and they'd be keeping their children away while I walk pass, minding my own damn business." A smirk settles on her lovely features.

"Heh, but you could'nt blame them them now, could you? I mean I was a homeless beggar child just like the other hundred of other children having lost their parents or had been thrown away. But when she..." her voice trailed off as an image of her child-self was being picked up by a fair and beautiful woman smiled down on her as she let her velvety-ocean blue hood slip down to reveal a crown of glowing hair cascading down to her knees, blonde-white hair that shone like the sun.

"There you are."

Isabella never knew a smile existed only for herand she lavished in it's glorious ray. Growing up to who she was now she grew to love the words that filled her whole being.

Loved. Cared. Wanted.

"When she found me the only words she said to me were " There you are" as if she were looking for her lost-child that ran with sweeping of the market rush and to some savage stray child who had lived it's twelve-years of life in the cold, harsh and secluded streets."

Little Red remembered to whom her presence was known and looked up to the expecting unnatural eyes of the creature who held her still.

"Mama Blue, Papa Fred and everyone else took me in and raised me with love, care, and...warmth."

"I've never had something to call mine, disregarding my garments, in my entire life, but, the one thing that I do have a right to call my own is also where I've been given everything that has ever mattered to me." her voice was that of solemn gratitude but also loving endearment to the memories she grew up with under her adopted "family."

"What name doth it claim?" said the creature.

Mildly surprised Little Red's deep brown eyes flecked with black went a little wide before a small smile enveloped her entire face.

"Home. My home." she said.

I would like to give special mention to Mr Outside for being the first onne to review my on-going story and to thank Natalie Roselily for being the first to add my 1st story to her favourite list.

XD I'm so happy that I got through this one-even though I'm gonna suffer from a major dosage of baggy-eyes- that I'm not even worrying about my cranky back.

This chapter is much longer than the last one because I wanted to make up for the lack of length. I really wasn't paying attention when I wrote it I just said "Ep, it's done." and downloaded the chapter not realizing the bloody m,istake I did when I didn't see how much I actually wrote!

So sorry and I hope you enjoyed reading.

P.S The total max of the words is ... over 1,000 thats for sure and that I hope you guys to give me your thoughts on what you think of this chapter. Is it bad or good? I wanna know X(

So please review, pretty please?

Kaila Azroth!

(Oh! And the next time I'm talking on the sidelines I'll be mentioning how I got my pen name and my favourite ... something. So yeah!)

Til next time!

P.S.S

I meant the next chapter, if any one misunderstood my upper phrase.

Byaz!