(I know it's been a little bit but here is another chapter! Sorry if it's not how you wanted it because there was an even amount of people who wanted Natasha to end up with Emen and then her ending up with Sam. All of your opinions are important to me but sometimes I have to choose :P)

NATASHA'S POV:

Natasha sighed as she woke up. She noticed that she wasn't on the floor anymore. She cursed under her breath. That ignorant mutt! He had put her on the bed when she had clearly not wanted to be there. She scowled as she stood up suddenly and looked around the room. She had been laying on a king sized four poster bed. The walls were a simple shade of blue and it was pretty plain in the room. So this was the type of room that he lived in? No squeaky toys or cats to eat? She laughed to herself and gasped when the door opened and Sam came out.

Why were people so quiet around here? She glared at him and turned her back on him like a little kid and looked out the window. They were on the third floor. It was a nice day out, she had to admit. It was kind of suffocating in this small little room. Well, it wasn't actually small but it suddenly did with him being in the room also. "Why are you mad" he asked her. "Oh I don't know" Natasha said spinning around in a quick motion and stalking towards him.

"I get torn away from my life by some crazy vampire who thinks that I'm going to marry him and turn into a vampire. Then here comes these giant dogs that come to supposedly rescue me and they turn out to be kidnapping me. Again" she emphasized on the again part. "And one of those giant dogs just happened to be crazy enough to think I'd be his mate" she practically yelled. She had been walking closer and closer to Sam with every step.

There was some type of glint in his eyes that she didn't understand until he started moving closer to her. He suddenly grabbed her upper arm and pulled her closer. "I don't think you'll be my mate. I know you will" he whispered before he lowered his head and right before he could kiss her, she jerked her head away and slapped him hard. It hurt her hand more than it looked like she hurt his face though. "You know. You really are cute when you're angry" he told her in what she supposed was supposed to be a luring whisper.

Natasha rolled her eyes before putting both hands on her hips so she didn't reach up and strangle this guy. "Well, you know what" she asked him and he raised one eyebrow in return. "I'm about to get real sexy" she hissed at him. She could hear him laughing as she turned around and started to walk towards the bathroom door before she felt his hands on her waist. "You know. I really would like my clothes back" he told her in a whisper by her ear.

She felt her cheeks grow warm as she blushed and shook her head. "Well you aren't getting them back until I get more clothes" she told him and indignantly stomped her foot. He burst out into laughter and pushed her lightly towards the bathroom. "There are clothes in there" he said and tapped her butt. She growled something about murdering and having dog for dinner but stomped off to the bathroom.

SAM'S POV:

He just loved this girl. She was fiery like a firecracker and he was sure she'd explode soon. He wondered how far he could actually take it with her anyways. Well, it didn't matter because soon she would be his mate. He didn't like the word mate because it made them sound even more like dogs. They weren't dogs anyways. They were more like wolves but as his subconscious just had to point out is that wolves are part of the dog family.

He watched as his soon to be mate went into the bathroom went to get changed. He shook his head and sighed. She had stated that she was about to get sexy but man she already was. Especially since she had worn his clothes. What she didn't know was that he had come in just as she was running into his closet. He had seen her nice back side. He smirked to himself. He'd see a lot more soon enough. He smiled to himself and whistled as he walked into the closet to get changed himself.

He got changed into a pair of black slacks and a dark blue button up shirt. He left the top two buttons undone. 'That stupid vampire had thought that force would make this girl fall in love with him but she will fall in love with me because I am damn sexy' he thought to himself and looked at his reflection. Yup, sexy was the word unless there was something even better than that. Maybe gorgeous but he related that word more towards girls anyways.

He walked out of the walk-in closet and watched as Natasha came out of the bathroom wearing a simple sundress. He smiled to himself. 'Now that's gorgeous' he thought to himself with a grin. "Can you stop staring at me" she huffed as she glared at him. He smirked to himself and laughed but obliged and looked towards the door. "I'm guessing you're hungry. Want to go and get something to eat" he asked her and watched her nod slowly.

Sam took her hand lightly and sighed when she shook his hand away and walked with her down to the kitchen. They looked around for something that was appetizing and figured out that omelets were good enough to tide them over until lunch. She grabbed the orange juice out of the fridge and filled two glasses for the two of them.

NATASHA'S POV:

She watched as he cooked and was enthralled by the fact that his muscles rippled every time he made a simple gesture or movement. She watched as he flipped the omelet and smiled to herself and then shook her head. What was she doing? What was she thinking? This was so wrong! He had kidnapped her. She shook her head. She'll think only about the negative towards him. She couldn't think any positive. Not about his many muscles, his cute face, or his supposed nice personality.

She looked away from him and then looked out the window and bit her lip. What if she was meant to be here though? Be with him? Maybe this was the plan of her life and she needed to just deal with it. She didn't want to though. This monster didn't deserve her love or her heart. He deserves a life of misery for kidnapping someone innocent of anything and everything. She just wanted to be let go and be set free for the rest of her life.

She suddenly felt breath against the back of her neck and spun around to come face to face with Sam. She frowned and spun back around quickly. "Here's your food" she heard him whisper in her ear before setting the plate and fork on the table right in front of her. "Thanks" she muttered and quickly at her hot food. She kept burning her tongue on the food but she had to get out of the room. After she was done, she quickly drank the orange juice down.

"I'm going back upstairs" she told him. She noticed that he had stood up and was leaning against the doorway which leads to the stairs. "If you want to go upstairs then you have to kiss me" he told her. Natasha looked at him and her mouth dropped. "Excuse me" she asked in surprise that he'd even expect that to work. "If you want to go back upstairs then you have to kiss me" he repeated simply. "If you don't think that we're meant together then this is your time to prove it" he told her.

"It's just a kiss" he told her. "If you don't think any of this mate stuff is real then kiss me and we'll find out" he told her with a smirk on his face. She ground her teeth together. Did he really think that logic was real? She rolled her eyes and walked over towards him. She bit her lip as she came to stand near him. This is the first time she had ever been nervous around this man. She looked up at him as he straightened a little. She put her hands on his shoulders and tugged lightly, indicating that he should bend down some.

Natasha felt his hands come to her waist as he bent down slightly. She flickered her eyes up towards his to his trained on her lips. She smiled slightly as she looked at his lips as they came closer. Right before their lips touched, she quickly pushed him to the side and moved her foot out to trip him. She had made it up a few steps before being dragged back down by his huge hand around her ankle. "Not going to happen" he whispered as he flipped her over on the stairs and pulled her down slightly.

She looked up at him and gulped. This couldn't be happening! She watched as his hands came up to cradle her face and his lips slowly came towards hers. When she tried to thrash and get away from him, he just held on tighter. "We'll see" he whispered. She wondered what he meant by 'We'll see' but she didn't have much time to think before his lips dropped to hers. She immediately closed her eyes and felt something. Like a scrambling in her brain. What was going on? She was suddenly very attracted to him.

She wanted to push him away but also pull him closer. She wanted to hit him but wanted to kiss him harder. She groaned and frustration and it grew when he pulled away. She didn't understand this or him. He was grinning. "See I told you, you're my mate. Do you feel that pull" he whispered to her. "The one that makes you do the exact opposite of what you want" he said. "That's the mate pull and now you're mine" he growled softly. She closed her eyes before spitting "I will never be yours" she promised but it was just answered by a kiss that set her promise up on fire to turn into a lie. She couldn't stop the thoughts spinning around through her mind and for some reason she didn't want them to. She hated him but loved him at the same time. Was she his?

(So, I love writing this chapter and I think it went well so far. Heyy at least it was longer than usual so it makes up for it being late! Well tell me what you think! Do you think that the mate pull should just be some fluke and he had some witch put a love spell on her or something like that? Should Emen come and 'rescue' her from this horrible attraction? Should I be writing about Emen's POV during this whole thing and what he's doing? Should he truly be a monster who is crazy for this girl or should he just be misunderstood?)