"What is it?" I asked, keeping myself from getting lost in his vibrant gaze.
"Prime Goblins have this thing called companions," he said, watching me closely, "the one we fall in love with. For our whole lives. In human language you can call them our soulmates.
"Companions are made for each other. Their looks, scent, mind, everything is made to suit and attract each other. Many goblins believe it is our soul binding itself with its other half, while some physicalist pin it to our unconscious mind choosing an ideal mate for ourselves. There are theories, but no one denies the pull we have for our companion.
"Just a glance is enough for us to know who they are to us. In our world, it's a given that we'll end up with our companion... unless there are some very serious complications."
His words hit close to home. "Did you find yours?" The question spilled out of me before I could think.
"Yes." His answer built the anticipation.
"Can a goblin have a human companion?" I asked.
Well, that didn't sound desperate at all Giselle.
"No, Goblins don't have human companions."
His reply struck me like a hammer on my chest. So I had no chance with him. Just a thought of seeing Noah with someone else clenched my insides. It physically hurt. He wasn't mine. Noah Sylvan wasn't mine.
Insecurities and anger followed the hurt as the bitter reality settled.
Why in the world would I ever be chosen for Noah? Now thinking something like that felt stupid. He was beautiful, mystical supernatural being, way out of the league of a pathetic, fat human. Us being together didn't make sense.
Then what was I doing here, lying in his arm and hearing about his fairytale world? Why did he kiss me like that just hours ago when he'd ride off into sunset with someone else? If I meant nothing against his companion, so why was I here?
I tried to get myself off him, but his hand around my shoulder pulled me back.
"Calm down Martin. You didn't get this excited when I told you I'm Goblin," Noah drawled, amused.
I didn't find anything amusing about this situation. "It's not funny Noah." I glared at him. "Let go of me."
"Nah." He smirked, enjoying my agitation. "I'd rather keep you tucked beside me."
My glare sharpened. "Abigail told me you were a player, but I didn't take you for a cheater. You literally have your soulmate out there and you're in bed with me... Why am I even here?! You-"
He smashed his lips against mine, shutting me up. I should be screaming and clawing at him, but I found myself getting lost in his taste. I lost any inhibition when his gentle kiss turned ferocious and dominating. Once again I was underneath him. My hands were over my head held by him when I made a halfhearted attempt to push him away.
"You're cute when you're jealous," he whispered before leaning in for another kiss.
I turned my head, making his lips land on my jaw. A gentle bite on my chubby cheeks was my punishment. I almost mewled under him.
"What are you doing?" I scolded him, trying to un-cloud my mind. I finally managed to pry my hands off him when his grip loosened and push him away.
"I'm trying to kiss my jealous little soulmate," came his husky reply. Huh?
Before I could blink, his lips were again on mine. This time I couldn't stop the moan when he bit my lower lip and delve his tongue inside my mouth. He was ravishing me with no qualms. I didn't have the will power to stop him. My fingers dug into his hair and pulled him into me. We didn't stop until we were gasping for air.
"What did you say?" I panted once he pulled away, his words starting to register in my mind.
"What you heard."
"Don't play games with me Noah," I said seriously. Denial and insecurities still lingered inside me.
"I'm not playing any game with you." Seeing me Noah sobered up too. He got off and sat back in his previous position beside me. "You're my companion. You're the one for me Giselle Martin."
"How? I thought you said a human can't be Goblin's companion." I was treading carefully, numbing myself of the new feelings blooming inside me.
"They can't. It has never happened before."
"Last I checked I was human."
Noah nodded. "A bit exceptional, but still a human," he agreed. "Yet you're mine."
I didn't know how to react. I didn't know whether to be happy at finding my soulmate or terrified that he was some being from other world. Almost a week ago we hadn't even exchanged a pleasantry and now I was expected to spend my whole live with him.
Though I had to admit it all didn't seem as daunting as I thought over.
But what about Noah? Was he happy with me? From what I learned, he didn't have a much choice either. Would he still be into me if I wasn't his companion?
"What are you thinking?" Asked Noah, breaking into my thoughts.
"Lots of things. It's overwhelming," I replied honestly.
"Talk," he urged and dropped a kiss on my forehead.
"Did you know I was your companion for a month before we started talking?"
"Yes." He smiled. "I saw you first time at the lunchroom of our school. You were sitting at the corner table, trying to seem invisible while nibbling on your pizza. My first thought was 'Damn, she's cute'. My eyes kept drifting to you, and then you finally looked back. Everything else faded. At that moment you became the center of my being. I knew then and there you were mine."
"But you never looked back," I muttered, lowly. I was smitten with him at the first sight too. No matter how much I tried to chalk down my attraction to teenage hormones and his good looks, I always had a niggling feeling that something ran deeper between us. Now it had started to make sense.
"Were you not happy with what you found?" I questioned, my self-doubts getting the best of me.
Noah sighed. "You have to stop putting yourself down Martin. You don't see how perfect you are. Perhaps, that's the only thing I'd like to change about you. Make you see yourself from my eyes. Maybe, then you'll realize how beautiful you are, inside and out."
My cheeks heated.
"You had me at the first look Giselle," He continued. "It took lots of willpower to tear my eyes away from you and not turn back, especially when I could feel you watching me. But I was confused and scared. A goblin having a human companion is unheard of. There's only one case I came across in scriptures hundreds of years ago, but that's the story for another time.
"I didn't want to start something that I didn't know the consequences of. Thought about being your friend, but nope. Just a sight of you was too tempting. I can never be satisfied with just being your friend. Avoiding you was the only option I had." He scoffed. "But it seems that didn't work either, because here I am. Elijah is surprised that I even lasted a month."
Apparently Silas, Elijah and Gordon were also goblins. Not that much of a shocker when Noah told me. I kind of expected it with how close these four were.
"So me being human is the problem?" I asked him.
"Now it doesn't matter as long as you accept me. Before I was afraid for you, but now I'll protect you with my life. I'm done keeping both of us in misery. We belong together."
My brows knitted. "Protect me from what?"
"Our union won't be an easy one Martin. Like humans, goblins too aren't fond of changes. Some will try to break us. I won't let that happen. No one's going to come between us." The conviction in his voice left no room to not believe him.
"What if it's me who refuse to be with you?" I wanted to run all scenarios through him. Just in case.
His eyes narrowed as though my question offended him. "If you're afraid something's going to happen to you, then you have my word not a single hair on your body will be harmed. I protect what's mine."
"What if I still refuse?"
He understood what I meant. "Then I'll wait until you won't. Take it as you may, but I'm not letting you go."
A moment of silence passed between us before I found my voice. "Give girl a choice at least."
"You have the choice to not make me wait for long," Noah retorted.
I shook my head. "I should've run away the moment you declared you're a goblin," I joked, when on the inside I was brimming with fear and excitement.
"Like I said, you wouldn't have made it too far." A cocky smirk curved on his lips. "I'll find you wherever you go. Run and I'll catch you." The predatory glint in his eyes told me he might enjoy it too. "You belong to me now Giselle Martin."
So not only goblins are arrogant and smug, they are possessive too. Hmm...
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