My Name is NOT Cupcake novel Chapter 28

"I don't want to fight with you anymore, Elias. I'm tired of fighting," I said tiredly. I felt his hand over mine and squeezed it back. For once, I didn't fight the bond. I relished in the feeling of his hand on mine. I enjoyed the tingles and butterflies and the sensation of feeling safe and protected.

"I don't want to fight either. I know I haven't gone about this the right way, and for that I am sorry. I'll be the perfect mate, I promise," he said. I chuckled and shook my head.

"No you won't," I stopped him. "Regardless of if you're a werewolf or not, you're still a man. And men make mistakes," I said. Elias picked me up easily and placed me in his lap. His hand rubbed over my back, comforting me. I felt like the world couldn't touch us at this moment.

"I don't want to hurt you, Nova. You're not a prisoner here," he said softly.

"Then don't hurt me," I whispered, sitting up just enough to look at him. His hand caressed my cheek, making me sigh. My eyes fluttered at just the touch as I leaned into his hand.

"You're touch... I crave it more every day," I admitted quietly. Elias smiled softly and rubbed his thumb over my cheek.

"I love you, Nova," he said genuinely. I opened my eyes to see his eyes boring into me intensely. My breath caught as he stared at me. I found myself inching forward. I couldn’t stop myself even though I wanted to. I sighed in relief as his warm, soft lips pressed against mine. I melted into him as his arms surrounded me. It was only him. All I could think about was him. I tangled my hands in his hair. His body hovered over mine. I don't even remember lying down. His hands roamed my body eagerly. He broke away from the kiss first, but my hungry lips searched for his again.

"Nova, we have to stop," he breathed. I tried to bring his lips back to mine, but he resisted.

"Are you okay?" she asked. I nodded and hugged her back.

"Just tired," I said. Elias brought me back to him gently and kissed my head. I wanted to melt into him again. If I were honest with myself, I loved the feeling of Elias' touch. Elias brought me back inside. He took me up to my room and sat me down on the bed. There were no words exchanged. Elias simply took off my shoes and placed them aside. He was on his knee in front of me. He took my hand in his and kissed it.

"Goodnight, my love," he said gently. I felt a longing feeling fill me at the thought of him leaving. I was almost tempted to ask him to stay, but I resisted. I was done fighting with him, but that doesn't mean I was going to let him in fully right of the bat. What he did was still wrong, and he would pay for it as much as I could tolerate.

"Goodnight," I said softly, standing. He gave me one last longing look before he left, closing the door behind him. The pull to follow him and never leave his side was strong, so I threw myself into getting ready for bed. I finally fell asleep dreaming of Elias.