Chapter 5

Standing there quietly, in the corner, in Roses house. I'm invisible to everyone except Calum but he doesn't dare glance in my direction. I'm trying hard to control my aura and presence so I don't scare Rose and make her think someone is here again.

I close my eyes and let out an exhale as my plans goes exactly as I wanted it too. I feel an enormous weight slide off my shoulders knowing Cal will be there to protect my girl.

Cal. My girl.

Suddenly I can feel my anger bubbling to the surface. I wish it was me. GOD I wish it was me. My hands are clenched into tight fists and I can feel blood trickle down them as my nails pierce my skin. I look to the wall next me, contemplating but... I can't punch this. That's the last thing I can do. Announce my presence. Huffing out a breath, I'm irritated that I can't walk over to Rose and claim her as my own right now, I know I need to leave. But I just want to watch her a little longer.

Rose pushed Calum out the door so he can go "pack". Silly girl. His things have been ready since I gave him the order to accompany you. "Calum" I say to him through our inner connection. "I'm here my lord." He responds immediately. This makes me smile. He never makes me wait, he knows what happens to others who make me wait. While he is my best man, he's not privy to any punishment I may need to give out.

"It goes without saying. Don't touch Rose inappropriately or give her any reason to think you're coming on to her. Do you understand me?" I can feel my anger bubbling again as I imagine him touching my precious flower. Or anyone touching her. I would hate to have to kill anyone she loves. But I will. She belongs to me. Just. Me.

"Relax. You know I will not touch her unless necessary."

"Oh I know. Just a forewarning. I will be close by, but keep me updated constantly. Listen in when her parents talk to her tonight and let me know when it's done, and I mean immediately."

"Yes my lord."

As I'm talking to Calum, my eyes never leave Rose as she walks through this house. Her hips swaying back and forth as she walks. Her elegant poise. The way she pushes her hair behind her shoulder, out of her face. I'm completely entranced and mesmerized by her beauty. What a perfect fucking woman.

Before I realize what I'm doing I walk over to her, I won't touch her. I. Won't. Touch. I chant to myself trying to convince myself. I've waited this long for her. I won't ruin things now. But I just want to smell her up close and feel her warmth. She can't see it but her aura is warm pink and smells exactly like a rose. How fitting.

What's puzzling to me is that she can't feel me here. My aura I mean. At this point I'm standing right behind her as she gazes out the window holding her coffee. Her dad went off somewhere, I missed that part of the conversation... but he's not here now.

Carefully I lower my nose close to her neck, so so soo close, to smell her and feel her aura. I inhale deeply. God. My sweet perfect woman I am madly and deeply head over heels and I simply can't go on much longer without you returning my love I say in my head. Willing her to hear me, but knowing she can't. Not now at least. She will. But not yet.

I notice her turn her head slightly to look over her shoulder, where my nose currently is and I see her eyebrows crease together. She's puzzled or confused, or in deep thought. She touches her shoulder. Ahh. My girl can feel me here. I'm thrilled to know she senses me. I reluctantly back my face away a little bit and hold my breath. Come on baby girl, turn around. Let me see you up close.

I internally let out a groan as she does exactly that. I'm 6 inches away. If that. I can feel her breath tickling my face. I can't help but to take in every single detail. Her slender body, her plump lips, her amazing eyes. God those eyes. I know I need to back up. Our auras are so close to touching. I draw mine in as much as I can. But I can't stop myself from reaching out and caressing her magical face. So I do.

From the moment I touched her, my fingers feel as though they've touched fire, I've never felt anything like that. What was that? A spark? I had to look at them to make sure there weren't flames coming from them.

From her gasp and they way she touched her cheek where I touched her, I know she felt it too. I stare at her hard to gauge her reaction to me. Our first touch. I think lovingly.

She seems puzzled, or confused but I saw a flash of something in her eyes. It looked like lust or something else. It was gone the moment she blinked, but I saw it. I chuckle to myself, oh yes my girl. Our connection can take you much, much higher than you've ever gone. Just you wait my precious flower. There's plenty more where that came from.

Once your birthday hits, I will be visiting every night until you come with me. Which won't be long now.