possessive

"I did not mean to scare you, it's just that when I have my eyes on something or someone, I tend to become possessive." Aristo explained his actions to the tense girl in his arms. He hugged her closer to him and stroked her hair gently. They were silent for a long while until Aristo uttered something that surprised him too.

"Am sorry, Elsa." Elsa who could feel the difficulty in his voice while saying that one word sorry, raised her head and looked into his sincere eyes. It was evident he rarely apologized to people. He was trying to make her feel a little better.

"Its okay." She replied. Though she was still confused by his actions, she oddly did not feel any danger at his presence. She actually felt secure.

"I have to go home." Elsa told him as she moved out of his embrace, putting some distance between them. Aristo felt a cold gush of air hit his chest and a strange feeling of loneliness at her absence in his arms. He had finally held her and he had felt a bubbling feeling of warmth in his chest but yet he felt terrible when she was just a step away from him. It was scary how the mate bond affected him. How she affected.

'So this is how it felt, being mated to someone.' He thought as he offered her his hand.

"Let me walk with you." He said. Elsa's eyes travelled from his outstretched arm to his handsome face. It was the first time she was looking at his face clearly as the moon light illuminated his aristocratic looks. He was more good looking than she had thought. His looks were so inhumanely perfect. She was drawn to him by some invisible force she couldn't comprehend as she put her palm in his. She did not know if it was just the cold but she shivered from the sensation she felt when her skin touched his. Both walked in peaceful silence as they both unknowingly thought of each other.

Meanwhile…

Ella sat in a black BMW as it drove to her destination, Diablo's house. He had sent a driver to pick her up when she was done packing her clothes. She could only imagine what life was going to be like since she was moving to a new place but she was glad that her grandpa was in a stable condition and was going to get a transplant soon while Elsa was doing just fine. They soon reached the house and she was awed by its beauty even at night. Small golden yellow lights lit up the drive way as the car moved toward the three floor mansion. The driver, John opened for her the doors leading into the house and gestured for her to walk in.

"Thank you." She said to him appreciating the small gesture of kindness as she walked into the house. Her eyes scanned the place as she advanced further. It was elegantly decorated with beautiful art works on the walls and antiques at a few corners. She halted in her tracks as her eyes landed on the man that was seated in a sofa, facing the fireplace with his back facing her.