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Warning this chapter does contain some nudity. 

but who doesn't want a little bit of that ;P 

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Mikhail was scooping me up off the ground and into his arms seeming to ignore everyone and everything around us. He was wearing such an intense expression that I’d never seen before, “Mikhail?” I say up at him curious about what he was doing. He looked toward Dante ignoring me, “Clean up this mess and get rid of the body.” He commands. Dante nods his head and motions for Brandt to start helping him take the body down off the wall. Sasha is looking around at everyone with irritation, “Is no one the least bit concerned over the fact that Eris sent one of her spies here?” She grounds out. Mikhail looks towards her with dark eyes, “Of course we think it’s suspicious but right now I don’t give a damn about it. She saved Elena’s life. So that’s enough for me right now.” Sasha eyes soften as she looked to me and then they hardened again. 

“You’re all a bunch of idiots if you think you can trust her. She’ll stab you in the back the first chance she gets.” She growls before she like her sister before her disappears in a blur. Gideon lets out an angry growl, “Damn it woman!” He looks to Mikhail, “I’ll go and fetch her.” He takes off out of the house following after Sasha.Mikhail turns and walks us toward the bedroom cradling me to his chest. When we pass through the threshold he kicks the door shut behind us. 

He walks us toward the bathroom and I start to feel nervous, “Uh-Mikhail-What are you doing?” I ask him. He carries me into the bathroom kicking that door closed behind us and then he sits me down gently on the counter. I watch him as he walks over and turn on the water in the shower. I feel my cheeks flush with heat as I begin to put two and two together. He turns back to me his eyes dark as he approaches me, he has yet to say a single word to me. 

When he stops in front of me his hands reach out and grab onto the hem of the shirt and start to lift it. I quickly push my hands down to keep him from lifting it, “Just what do you think you are doing?” I ask with a shaky voice as I stare at him. He looks into my eyes and then moves his hands away to either side of me. Placing them on the counter, caging me in, “I’m sorry—“He says his voice soft and tense as he look away from me staring down. I can feel his pain rushing through me and it makes me feel like I need to comfort him. I watch as his body starts to tremble, “Mikhail? Are you okay?” I ask reaching out towards him. He growls low when I my hands get close to him and I hesitate for a moment but then I reach out the rest of the way and touch on his trembling chest. 

He looks up at me and his eyes are glowing blood red. I gasp a little and stare at them in surprise unable to move, “How can you even stand to touch me right now?” His canines are out and make his voice sound accented as he speaks. My brow furrows, “What are you talking about?” I question him in confusion. He growls again and it send shivers down my spine and a heat into my core. “You could have died Elena! I should have been the one to protect you. I’m your mate dammit!” His body begins to tremble more under my hand. I feel my chest constrict at the fact that he was so upset. He kept talking to me, “I could feel you slipping away from me. I have never more scared in life. I couldn’t let another person I lo—I just couldn’t bare another person dying on me.” He says with an angry growl, slapping his hand onto the counter beside me pretty hard. 

“But I didn’t die. I’m alive Mikhail. I’m sitting right here in front of you.” I say softly trying to reassure him that everything was fine now. He growls low in his chest, “That’s not the point Elena. What kind of male can't even protect his own mate?” It doesn’t seem like he’s listening to me or going to calm down. So I do the next best thing I can think of, I fist his shirt under my hands and pull him to me and press my lips into his, hoping it will shut him up. He freezes under my touch and I smirk a little as I pull away from him. His eyes are no longer red they are back to there beautiful blue. He looks like he’s been completely caught off guard. He lifts one of his hands and touches his lips like he’s not sure that actually just happened, “Why did you do that?” 

I can’t help but let out a tiny laugh, “Why did I do what? I didn’t do anything.” I raise an eyebrow. He stares into my eyes and I watch as his lips perk up into a phantom smirk and he shakes his head back and forth. 

“What? What did I do?” I ask still pretending to be innocent of anything. He leans forward and rests his head against my shoulder. I hear him muttering something under his breath I can make out much of it but at one point I’m pretty sure I heard him say ‘I don’t deserve you’. I notice that the room has filled up with a pretty good amount of steam from the shower. I clear my throat, “I think maybe you should turn off the water.” 

He pulls himself up slowly looking over his shoulder at the shower and then back to me tilting his head in confusion, “Why would I do that? We still haven’t cleaned you up.” He says matter-of factly. I feel like my eyes bug out of my head, “I-I’m pretty sure I can do that by myself. I don’t need you for that.” I squeak out, my cheeks feeling hot. He continues to look at and then he smirks a little, “I say otherwise. Now let’s get you out of these clothes before the water gets cold.” He reaches out toward the shirt. I scoot back a little, “I can take of my own clothes!” the words rush out of my mouth. He frowns a little but moves back, “Okay then take them off.” 

If my eyes open any wider then I’m sure they’re going to fall out of my head, “But you’re still in here…” I stutter out. 

“I’m glad to see that your eyes are working properly.” He comments before motioning for me to take my clothes off. I shake my head back and forth at him. He crosses his arms over his wide chest, “You haven’t had a problem walking around in your underwear in front of people. So you really can’t get me to believe that suddenly you’re feeling shy.”

“b-but that was different and I’m going to be n-n-naked!” I stutter out nervously fidgeting with the bottom of the shirt in my hands. He looks at me with a softer expression for a moment and then sighs, “I’ll get naked too so you don’t feel awkward about it.” I feel like I choke on the air and I cough a little, “What?! That’s not what I meant!” he ignores me as he pulls his shirt off and over his chest dropping it on the ground. He kicks of his shoes and bends over to pull off his socks. I’m watching the whole scene with a dry mouth. I mean you didn’t really think I could look away when a male that perfect starts stripping out of his clothes.  

He stands back up and reaches for the button on his jeans and his eyes catch mine and he smirks but doesn’t say anything as he undoes it and then slowly unzips the zipper. I lick my lips as I watch his movements. “Elena…” His voice forces me to look up to his eyes and He’s eyes have a glow to them. My cheeks flush with heat and looked down at my hands as I realize I got caught totally ogling his—oh god. “Elena.” He says my name again and I look back to him biting my lip nervously. His eyes focus in on my lip and I quickly stop biting it. 

“Are you going to start undressing or am going to have to do it for you?” He asks darkly as he drops his pants. My eyes widen as I quickly notice that he goes commando under his jeans. I can see all over him and my body grows hot in all the places I don’t want it too. I clench my thighs together tightly. 

“Like what you see?” He asks with a chuckle and my eyes fly up to his face with embarrassment. Oh good job elena, now he’s going to think your some penis maniac. That’s the second time he caught you staring at his junk. 

“You’re still wearing your clothes Elena-“ He cooes in a weird warning. I close my eyes and swallow. Okay you can do this. It’s not like he hasn’t seen you practically naked already and he’s done other things to you. Desire begins to pool in my stomach and I stiffen. No don’t think about that right now. You guys are just two friends. Yeah, two friends who are going to take a shower together totally naked. Not a big deal. I continue to talk myself down when I feel a familiar heat wrap around me. I open my eyes and Mikhail is standing right in front of me.

“Times up.” He says and then reaches out grabbing onto the shirt at the collar then like the hulk he rips that thing right off my body. I gasp in surprise and raise my arms quickly to cover my chest, “HEY!” I scream at him. He grabs onto my arms and pulls me off the counter, “Oh calm down mate.” He mutters as he reaches down and grabs the top part of the sweats that I had borrowed from him, which I had to roll quite a few time to keep them on my body. He yanks them and they slide now without much trouble falling to the ground and pooling at my feet. 

His hands go up toward my bra and I smack his hands away, “I think I can do the rest on my own thank you very much!” I say as I glare at him. He takes a step back and stares at me, clearly waiting. I want to growl at him that if he doesn’t stop staring at me I’m going to claw his eyes out but instead I lift my chin defiantly and turn my back to him. Suit you right, you freaking caveman! 

I pull the straps of my bra down and I reach around my back and undo the clasp. It fall lose on my body and I pull it off and drop it to the ground. Mikhail let out what sounds like a very throaty groan and I can’t help but smirk at the thought that I was turning him on. I felt less anxious and a little more powerful at that thought. My fingers wrapped around the waistband of my underwear and I took a breath before I slowly pulled them down my legs and stepped out of them letting them fall to the ground. I could feel Mikhail’s eyes boring into my back with intensity. I trembled slightly as I slowly turned around to face him. I closed my eyes when I knew I was facing him. 

“You’re perfect Elena.” He says in a husky voice. I open my eyes and find that he’s staring directly into them. He wasn’t looking at my body he was looking at my face like he didn’t care about anything else. I couldn’t help the shy smile that tempted my lips. He closes the distance between up and then picks me up in his arms, “Shall we?”  

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