In Love with a Monster

Charlotte Oakley was a normal adopted 14 year old when she was kidnapped by a group of guys. But these boys weren't exactly human. They were werewolves (like twilight wolves). But one of them, Matt, is a hybrid. Will Matt fall for Charlie? Or is he incapable of being loved by her?

Some cursing and fight scenes. And maybe a few make out scenes ��


5. Chapter Five

Matt's P.O.V.

"Whoa." Cameron said. I had told him what had happened. "I think she's my mate, Cam." I whispered. He scoffed. "You sure?" He asked.

I nodded. Suddenly, I felt my anger issues coming out. "What are you trying to say, huh?" I yelled at him, throwing the table to the side. Cameron quickly ran upstairs and I followed him. "Where are you bastard?!?" I yelled.

Suddenly Charlotte came out of her room, frightened. "Matt? A-are you ok?" She asked quietly. I walked towards her and slammed the door to her room and it was just us two. "Matt, think about what you're doing. Please." She begged.

I barked out a laugh. "I did think!! I'm not stupid!! I lose everything that I love!!" I roared. She winced as I threw her onto the bed. Just as I gripped the bottom of her shirt, she kicked me. I stumbled away from her as she leaned onto the wall.

"You aren't the only one with problems, Matt!! I got adopted by a family and I get taken away from them by you!! Who has the problems now, Matt?" She yelled, holding my shoulders. I laid down on her bed, thinking about what I did. She cautiously sat down next to me. I got up and laid my head in her lap, laying her hands on my head. "You're truly something, Matt." She whispered, playing with my hair.

I sighed in relief. "Can I sleep with you tonight?" I asked her. She stopped playing with my hair. "No, not that way. Like, cuddle." I explained. She hesitated.

"Ok." She whispered. After a while, I felt her lay down on the bed. I got up and gently tucked her into her bed. Just when I was about to leave, she whimpered. I quickly ran to her.

"Stay. I'm scared." She whispered. I smiled to myself and laid down next to her, wrapping my arm around her tiny waist. She turned around facing my direction and snuggled closer. "You smell like cinnamon." She murmured. I held in a laugh.

"You smell like coconuts." I muttered back . She quietly giggled. "Touchè." She whispered. And with that, we fell asleep.

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