|48|~The Chemicals React ~

To begin with, let me just say that my inspiration for this chapter came from the lovely song Chemicals React by Aly and AJ ... Yes, I love Disney. Lol Adults love Disney too.

Anyway, back to what I was saying. My mind was completely blank for the first half of this chapter. I love writing deeply emotional scenes however sometimes it can be hard to place my characters' emotions down onto paper during the deeply routed scenes, especially when in reality romance is the last thing on my mind. However, this song just magically popped inside my head. So, I pulled it up on apple music and Wa-Lah. The oh la la la, just magically appeared on the paper.

This is why I love music.

Author Fun Fact: Whenever I get writer's block I search for a song that lyric can express what's inside of my head and then boom. You have a chapter. Also, this is the PG 13 version of this chapter, if you want all the juicy details head onto The Awakening Private Chapters and dive in.

Warning: It's not heavy smut but I want to make sure that this chapter is appropriate for underage readers. I'm still a mom after all.

LOL, enjoy.

Unedited.

Embry POV.

"Embry," my mate's voice draws me back in. "Did you hear me, I want you," he once again declares with now crimson-red eyes. Oh, my! His monster is present, which means that Cyrus isn't just speaking for himself. He's speaking for both of them. They want me.

"You want me," I ask, in awe.

"Yes! I want you, Embry," he claims. His voice is low, raspy, and threatening. Yes, his monster is very much present I'm looking directly into his soul.

"I wanted you since the very day that I saw you. I wanted to claim, every inch of you from head to toe. I will always want you. Embry Destiny Wilde, I have already claimed you to the world, now I'm asking to place my claim on your soul. Can I claim you," he asks while placing his finger underneath my chin.

Here we go again. His touch sets my soul ablaze and makes my body feel as if it's being burnt alive. I'm crisp! It's a simple touch, just one gesture but to me, his touch places a chain on my soul. I've already been claimed, since the first day that I met him. I always belonged to him.

"How can you claim what already belongs to you, " I ask him and that is all it takes for him to smashes his lips into my own.

His lips feel like fire against my mouth and his breath feels like ice blowing against my face. Such a chilling blend, I slide my tongue into his mouth and it melts.

Oh, my Goddess! He tastes so good. Jolts of electricity sparks purple fire into my soul only to burn brighter in the center of my core. Cyrus deepens the kiss, devouring every inch of my lip and filling my mouth with the sweet flavor of cinnamon.

Oh, the taste of his tongue on my tongue taste... MMMM so good.

I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. I can't get enough of him. I savor every second of tasting him. He will always be my favorite flavor. I'll never get enough of him. When he decides to slowly remove his lips from off mine, a whine accidentally escapes from out my mouth. How embarrassing? I can't even hide the fact that I crave him like I do because I very much so, crave him... I want more.

By the time that we part ways the both of us are breathless and my body is ablaze. I lower my face into my shoulder in attempts to hide my tickled pink face as Cyrus lifts my body up with ease, readjust my position on his lap and then once again lifts my chin up with his finger. The as soft as the wind bedding falls from my body but I don't care because Cyrus wraps his arms around my frame, providing me with another layer of protection.

His thick and full eyelashes shoots up as he stares into my eyes. "There is no need to be shy, Sunshine," he breathes. "You're an amazing kisser, promise me that your lips will always taste like candy,"

I'm officially flushed and lost for words. How could I keep a promise like that? Just, how?! Oh, wow! I'm kissing him and I didn't even brush my teeth. Oh, my Goddess. Can you say Groooooosssssss.... And just like that, I die from embarrassment. Literally, I'm a living corpse here people!

I bury my face deep into my hands and then sink. Wishing that I could suddenly become invisible. Obviously, I don't. Unfortunately, for me I don't have any super powers. I'm not that cool and my mate most certainly can still see me. He removes my hands and then cups my face with his lukewarm hands, making me melt again. I'm a puddle. I meant it when I said that his touch sparks warmth into my soul.

"Seriously, Embry," breathes Cyrus. His eyes are full of nothing but love and adoration. Those beautiful golden orbs sparks sunlight into my soul. He doesn't even care about my morning breath, if that's not love I don't know what is. "You're an amazing kisser," he tells." You have no reason to be shy," Yeah, right! That's easy coming from a vampire.

They don't need to sleep or eat, and I never met a vampire with a hygiene problem, which makes no sense now that I'm thinking about it because they drink blood for a living but hey... I'm no rocket scientist.

"Seriously baby," he continues on. "Your lips were made to move in sync with my lips. Your tongue was made to taste my tongue."

"Even with my morning breath," I choke out.

Cyrus freezes for just a second, stares into my eyes and then out of nowhere he burst out laughing. Yes, he's laughing me the hell out, officially murdering me. I lower my face into my shoulder, once again seeking the power of invisibility but my hearty laughing mate isn't having none of that.

Cyrus pulls my face up from out of my shoulder and forces me to look directly into his eyes, making sure that I'm aware of how clearly he can see me.

My heart rate increases once again from the severity of his stare. It's just something about how he looks at me. "I meant what I said," he starts off by saying. "Your lips were made to move in sync with my lips. Your tongue was made to taste my tongue," he pauses and then his lips curve up into a wicked smirk, "Even with your morning breath, I love you."

"I have no problem with dying from your fire breath just to get a taste of you," he teases and once again I'm tickled pink and I can't help but to giggle.

"Seriously,"I breathe out, while attempting to control my laughter.

"Seriously," he breathes back into my lips, taking control of my giggles at once before he seals the deal with a simple but extremely sweet and passionate kiss. Aww. My heart. I can't take this. "I love you, Embry Destiny Wilde," he whispers.

"I love you too, Cyrus the Ruthless Vampire King," I whisper back before he claims my lip with another simple but extremely sweet and passionate kiss. After that we just sit there, staring at one another for what seems like a long-drawn-out moment.

It's like were stuck in some sort of trace that prevents us from breaking eye contact, not that anyone of us would want to.

I mean at least I don't. I can't speak for him but judging by the dreamy look inside his golden eyes. I believe that he feels the same way that I do. If you ask me, I can sit here to the end of time, just staring at him. He's that gorgeous to me.

Another moment or so passes by before Cyrus decides to finally break the spell. He places his eyes onto a door on the left side of the room, and that's when I realize that we aren't in the same room that we were once before. That reminds me, when did we get into a bed in the first place?

I really can't remember.

Actually, the last thing that I remember from yesterday is eating breakfast with Gutter Butter, I mean I believe that was yesterday. Was that yesterday? Yes, I think it was. Ewh! This is so frustration.

"What's wrong," Cyrus speaks up, regaining my attention.

I lean my head over to the side and then ask, "Did you do some creepy Vampire Voodoo on me, or something,"

Cyrus doesn't respond right away nor does his face give anything away. My mate is a master of sealing his emotions and a smooth operate when it comes to the art of manipulation. I know this! So, it doesn't surprise me when he fakes innocence by saying, "What are you talking about Embry? I don't know what creepy Vampire Voodoo is,"

Yeah, right! You don't know what creepy Vampire Voodoo is my ass. I think to myself while inhumanly jumping up from off the bed and then making my way out of the bed quicker than he could blink. Without really knowing where to go or where I'm at for the matter.

I supernaturally speed walk into the door that Cyrus was recently staring at and slam it shut just in time for it to make a loud effect in his face, only to enter a gigantic bathroom. Once inside, I lock the door and of course he starts to bang.

"Embry let me in this very second," screams Cyrus, while pounding on the other side of the door. "Before, I break it," he threatens and I know that he's good for it.

It's a proven fact, but that's not enough to make me open the got damn door.

"You're just going have to break it and risk hurting me because I'm not moving from behind it," I scream back. "Not into you tell me what the heck you have done to me,"

I must have caught him off guard because he stops banging at once, "Ultimatum's," he says in disbelief. I don't blame him, I'm kind of shocked myself. Everyone knows that things like that are not my type of things to do.

Honestly, I typically wouldn't move this way in general but I mean what I say. l'm not moving into he explains himself and that 's, that.

This is very bold of me. My wolf would be so proud. I take a second to reach out to her again only to come into contact with her mental barrier yet again. What the hell is wrong with her?

"You're bluffing," my mate voice draws me back in and pisses me off at the same damn time. How dare he? I'll show him bluffing. With that being said, I slide down onto the bathroom floor and then place my back against the door with a loud thud just, so he can hear me.

Ha! Who's bluffing? My action must have pissed him off because he releases a frustrated growl and then start banging on the door again but not hard enough to break it. Ha. Ha, Ha. The almighty powerful Ruthless Vampire King doesn't want to break the door because he doesn't want to hurt little ole me. His beloved. Ha, he's putty when it comes to me.

"Putty," repeats Cyrus, obviously reading my thoughts. "What the heck, Embry. Who are you and what the hell have you done to my beloved," he asks and I can't help but to shrug because honestly I don't know.

Usually, I'm a good girl. Unless my wolf is present to sway my mind into a different direction, which she isn't right now and Cyrus knows this because once again he's inside my head, invading my got darn thoughts. Urgg! He's so annoying that I could bite his got darn head off?

"Stay the hell out of my head," I shout. "Before, I bite your got darn head off,"

Wait a minute, I didn't just say that out loud. Did I? "Bite off my head," Cyrus repeats my words. Letting me know that I very much so did say that out loud, unless he's still inside my head, which he shouldn't be. Urggg! See, this is exactly what I mean. He's so got darn frustration. 'You can't bite of my head but you can suck on the tip," he adds in and instantly my face feels like it's on fire.

Now why do I feel like he has a double meaning? Hmm.

Cyrus interrupts my door when he starts to bang on the door again, "Let me in right fucking now," he angrily shouts. He's mad! Mad.

Oh, well! Serves him right for invading my privacy and doing that creepy vampire voodoo crap. He continues to bang for another ten minutes or so before he finally gives up, sliding down the other end of the door in defeat. I've been stop paying him any attention a couple minutes ago.

I've been trying to figure out what the hell is matter with me. I mean... I'm different.

Not that I feel any different but my thought pattern is most certainly different. It's kind of off!

For example, what I'm doing right now isn't my normally go to. My wolf on the other hand would love this, just like how I feel right now. Which is pissing my mate off but the problem is I typically wouldn't like to piss my mate off. I'm a lover not a fighter.

In other words, I'm not this bold.

Urg!!I'm really going crazy. Plus, my wolf is M.I.A which is damn near driving me even more crazy, if that is even possible. I guess I'm going insane.

"I told you that I want to claim you before the sunrise. I meant that," says Cyrus. "We're running out of time."

I roll my eyes and then stare out of the window. He's right. Dawn isn't on the horizon but it's no longer a young night judging by the position of the moon. However, that sounds like a personal problem. I have other things to worry about, like brushing my teeth.

With that thought, I quietly crawl towards the bathroom sink, hoping and praying that he doesn't catch on to me.

Once, there I place my hand over top of my mouth to cover up my sneaky little agent laugh before grabbing the unused tooth brush up from off the sink, slowly reach for the tub of cinnamon paste and then come to a complete halt.

So far he still hasn't caught on, but he will once his sensitive ears picks up on the running water. Crap!

"For what it's worth, I have you know that I didn't do any creepy vampire Voodoo to you. Your wolf shield is preventing me for controlling your mind," he lies because if that was the case he wouldn't be able to listen to my thoughts.

"I'm not lying. I said controlling your mind not readying your thoughts," he makes a good point but then again typically my wolf shield would prevent him for doing both. So, either way I'm lost!

At this point, I don't know if he's telling me the truth or not. "Oh, and you can turn on the water. I'm not going to burst through the door," he words catches me by surprise. He knows! Of course, he knows! His senses are highly advanced and completely out of this world. He's a vampire King for crying out loud!

So much for sneaky agent.

With that being said, I stand up to my full height, turn on the water and then brush my teeth. At this point, there is no need to be sneaky because if Cyrus wanted to come inside he will, which I'm sure that he'll do in any second now, despite what he just said.

Seconds go by and surprisingly enough he doesn't. Cyrus stays in place the entire time, allowing me to freshen up in peace. I don't even have on the same clothes that I was wearing yesterday. I'm still wearing items from my mates wardrobe, which is to be expected, but I'm not wearing what I was wearing yesterday. If that was even yesterday, or this morning I really have no idea.

Deciding to no longer dread over my momentary memory lost I continue to clean myself up. After, I brush my teeth, wash my face, and then run some water throughout my hair with my fingers. I stare at myself in the mirror. I don't look any differently either, besides my eyes glowing brighter than usual.

They are still my natural shade of hazel but there's also a golden tint in the center of my irises. I don't believe I should be alarmed because I'm a Wilde. Everyone knows that my eyes turn golden, though it usually happens when my wolf is present. Should I be alarmed?

I really don't know. I guess that just adds another thing to talk about whenever my wolf decides to retire from out of hibernation. If only she would just talk to me, I know for a fact that this has to be some type of wolf thing. Right?

"Embry," my mate calls out once his sensitive ears picks up on me turning off the water.

I make my way back towards the door and assume the same position that I was currently in moments ago. "I really didn't do anything to you," he explains.

"At this point I don't think that you did," I admit, "Can you just please tell me what happened yesterday or this morning. I really can't remember,"

Cyrus releases a deep sigh, "Yes! I will but only under one condition,"

I shake my head, "Now who's the one giving out ultimatums,"

"I am," he responds with no guilt, "but that's a part of my character, not yours. Now your wolf on the other hand, she's good for it,"

"You're right," I agree with him. "That's exactly why I need to know what happened and why I can't remember it, something is off,"

"I've already told you that I would," he advises. "But there's still one condition,"

"Go ahead, I'm listening,"

"Okay! Open the door and then tell me that you belong to me..... Tell me that you will always be mine,"

"That's two conditions," I point out while scrunching up my face.

"Please," he almost begs and I can hear the desperation inside his voice. I don't like how he sounds. He's a King of a man with or without his current status of title.

He shouldn't have to beg anybody for anything, not even I but I would be a fool to ignore that fact that something awful must have happened. I know it! That's the only logical explanation. I can feel it to my very bone, even with that I must be a fool.

A fool in love because the desperation that can be identified inside his voice is exactly what makes me get up and open up the door. I can never be the person that he has to beg. I'll give him the world if I could.

My eyes lock onto his golden ones. Just that fast, I'm breathless. The sight of my mate takes my breath away.

I can see how hungry he is for me all over his face. Cyrus The Ruthless Vampire King is hungry for me. He's a greedy man and luckily for him I'm full of generosity.

In a second, I'm back inside his arms and then out of nowhere we're back in the bed.

I'm no longer here or there. My mind is gone to a better place. He's taking me away, especially when Cyrus fangs descend against my skin.

"This is where I'm going to claim," he announces while softly pecking the top of my captured breast before being a man of his word by biting down into my skin, placing his claim.

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Guess What? Embry's officially claimed or is she?