Fire by Kate (different ereaders TXT) 📖

didn’t know that. He gave me a smile sorry and I just looked away.

“Can I leave now,” I questioned no one in particular. No one nodded but no one said no so I pushed myself away from the wall and grabbed the handle, while someone else did to. The hand being on my sent sparks rushing up my arm so I knew it was Blaze, I ripped my hand away and turned to him.

“You can’t leave until we know you are no harm to us,” he said with venom dripping from each word. I frowned as my stomach was aching in pain, how can he do this to me. M didn’t understand why Blaze was like this because even he knew I wouldn’t hurt anything. It’s just horrible, they don’t deserver to. Under my circumstances that is good that I feel this way, my horrible circumstances. Mike knows me inside and out so he could tell what I was thinking then did something very unexpected. He walked up to me and kissed me right there in front of Blaze. I pulled away almost as soon as he kissed me. What’s up with boys kissing me today? Blaze stood there still inches from, he looked almost as if he was on fire. M looked from me to blaze then to me again. I rolled my eyes and nodded, he almost fell on his butt, but Jack caught him.

“M, you being my best friend and all, I hope this doesn’t offend you, BUT THAT WAS ICKKY!” I wiped my mouth with my hand and then kept wiping it. M looked at me with shock, and then laughed hysterically.

“I remember when you said that at the foster home.” He reminisced about it for awhile until he finally realized I was his alpha’s mate, and he kissed me. Well so did Trey, god I hate Trey. While everyone was distracted I found it my chance to escape, and left through the door running. If I turn into my wolf they’ll smell me, I thought. So instead I just kept running just maybe a little fast than the average human speed. I felt arms grasp me around the waist and I became comfortable.
Fight it, leave, my wolf told me. I wiggled my way out of the arms, or tried at least. Blaze’s arms were wrapped tightly around me, stating that they weren’t letting go anytime soon, so I let out a sigh along with all the air I let out all my fears, and lord was there a lot of those. My number one fear is killing the one I love most. Ms. William’s death is my entire fault, it has to be, she was babysitting me at the daycare when the man came. It was obvious he was here for me, but she died instead. I felt water forming at the edges of my eyes at the thought. Blaze twirled me around so I was facing him, he had a mask on his face, not literally, but I couldn’t see a single emotion. The frown on my face and the tears forming changed that though, almost like he thought it was his fault.

“I miss her, and…and… it’s my fault she died, if I killed him first she…she... would be alive,” I told him resting my cheek on his toned, smooth, chest. My head felt dazed and I was so tired, the nap I took a hour ago didn’t help at all.

“I’m…so…tired,” I whispered in a very soft voice.
Blaze’s p.o.v

“I’m …so…tired,” she whispered in a soft dulcet voice, that I love so much. I picked her up bridal style and started to run back to the mansion, there’s no way I’m letting here leave.
Mine, my wolf said to me. I agree and felt Elizabeth snuggle closer to me. Who is this girl, goddess of fire? Mike said it was her, but she is a werewolf. Distracted by my thoughts I walked in the mansion and went straight up to my room to set her down on my bed.
Claim here, my wolf taunted me. ‘NO’ I thought bad controlling my urges. I tried my hardest to walk out of the room and eventually I did. Quietly I stalk down the starts and listen to everyone.

“Mike, we believe you, it’s Blaze. He see’s her as a threat, just remind him of the summer when it was you, Ellie, him, and Ms. William, I’m pretty sure he’ll remember.” Allie’s words of wisdom to Mike didn’t leave him confused. They were talking about Elizabeth, and the summer I meet her. I remember now, she came here for be at the foster home by the high school.
chapter two... childhood memories...

Flashback – Blaze’s p.o.v still just when he was 6, Ellie was 6, and Mike was 7.
I felt a light tap on my shoulder and my eyes widen. NO, I’M IT. Quickly getting up to my feet I ran to the bathroom, and started to count to 20. 1.2.3.4.5.17.18.19.20. They’ll never know! Opening the door I ran out and downstairs, Ms. William’s was glaring at me, aw she knows.
“You didn’t count to 20 you cheater!” Ellie was looking at me with her hands in fist on her hips(or where hips are suppose to be). I smiled and she relaxed a little, I don’t know why I have that affect on her. Mwhahaha.

“I… I SAID 20,” I debated in my childish tone. Before I could process it Ellie ran away, up the stairs. Ms. William’s was starring behind me in horror. Slowly I turn around and saw nothing, I turned back and Ms. William’s was gone. SHE TRICKED ME. I stomped up the stairs to find Mike.

“Mike, come out, come out where ever you are,” I chant jumping into the play room.

“You sound creepy when you do that,” Ellie says in a small voice from the corner. I follow where the voice was and jumped on top of the stuff animals, I heard a groan.

“OKAY,OKAY YOU FOUND ME,” Ellie yelled.I smirked and dug through the stuff animals, to reveal a very small Ellie. Her Jet black hair like mine, and light grey blue eyes, she looks so small it seems like I could kill her with one hug.

“WHERES MIKE!!!!!!!!” Ellie burst out laughing as she pointed behind me. I moved out of the way in time to dodge Mike landing on me. Ellie grabbed my hand and ran out of the room. Once we were in the hall we were so close I kiss her, an innocent kiss, I was only 6.
Present—Elizabeth’s p.o.v
Shifting around in the bed I woke up. Adjusting my eyes I look around to see if I remember this place, which I don’t. Frantically I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and run out of the room quietly. Stalking towards the stairs I see Blaze. An evil plan pops up in my head and I put it into action. Tip toeing down the stairs I reach Blaze and jump onto his back. Shocked from this sudden attack from behind he turns his head to look at me with a serious face, while my face was joyful and childish. Just like old times, I thought to myself. Blaze kept me on his back and walked down the stairs into the living room where there was the pack. Plopping me on the window seat Blaze sat down next to me. The others continued their debating and were oblivious of me being in the room. Every five seconds I heard my name but I was still tired and didn’t even try to eavesdrop on their conversation. Some how in a matter of minutes Blaze got me to sit in his lap without saying a word. That woke me up and I listened into their conversation half heartedly. Something about ‘goddess of fire’ ‘harm’ ‘powerful’ ‘harmless to us’. Maybe they are talking about me after all. I kept to myself all these years so sometimes teachers would wonder if I had a voice. Here with M, and Blaze, I do have a voice, and I’m scared. Being comfortable with them means I opened my shell, my very hard shell. My shell only broke for my mother, when I was 1-4, and Ms. William’s, while she was alive. My mother died at the age of 4, when she truly was the only thing I loved besides my blankly, I WAS ONLY 4 GOSH NARSH. I don’t remember my father but I’m still heartbroken he died. Blaze’s voice pulled me out of my moppy thoughts and brought me back to life.

“I don’t care if she is of harm or not, she is staying.” Then his grip on my waist tightened, part of me was yelling tell him to stop or you’ll suffocate, and the other half was saying I love his touch. I mentally slapped that half and wiggled around so it wasn’t as tight.

“But alpha Blaze, she-she-she can kill you,” Trey stuttered looking at me then at Blaze in horror of our closeness.

“Isn’t it to early to fight,” I asked them yawning. Kim lit up like I just spoke for her.

“She is my role model, I was just telling them that Bethe,” Kim exclaimed jumping up and down. I arched my eye-brow at the nickname, Bethe, it just sounds so gross.

“Uggh, fine, not Bethe… I meant to say Ellie.” I smiled in triumphed when something hard hit my cheek. I rubbed it and saw Trey standing inches away holding his red hand. Why so violent, I thought to myself rubbing it even more. I turned my cheek towards Blaze and asked him to kiss it better. He did kiss it, it somewhat made it better and clamed me from biting Trey’s head off.

“Why did you slap me, I did nothing wrong,” I whispered softly afraid to upset myself even more, when I was young about a year after I left M, and Blaze, the foster home keeper abused me, slapping me like this everyday. Me being a werewolf and all helped me cover it up, because the bruises never showed. . I rolled my eyes at the depressing thought. My life isn’t like that anymore, now instead of the depressed, abused shy girl, I’m the under spoken, still shy, quiet girl, who is madly in love with someone you used to know then forgot. How weird, strokes imaginary beard. At school, no one knows my name, well because it started yesterday and I was only there for one period.

“Aren’t we suppose to be at school,” I asked rubbing my cheek a little more then letting my hand fall onto my lap. Everyone looked at me in shock.

“Geek,” I heard M mumbled, so I shot him my famous death glare and being defeated he said sorry. I rolled my eyes as he bent his head down.

“Yup, school how fun,” Blaze interjected. Hmm, I’d think that he wanted to see his Barbie stick figure.

“What you don’t want