Chapter 8: Chapter 8

Isabelle woke up about 30 minutes later. She blinked with the memories of yesterday incident rushing in. Her hands reflexively moved to her face to feel it. Thankfully, it didn't swell.

She sighed and thought her head position was wrong and there was a weight on her head. She blinked and thought where was her hand just now?

She tried to move her head and heard a groan from someone. A male's voice. Chris Voice. What happened!

"Hey, wake up." She tapped him lightly waking him up. Chris groaned a little and moved his head craning his neck.

"Right, sorry. Good Morning." He said.

"Hn. Morning." Isabelle breathed out standing up.

"I'll go shower or something." She said running up the stairs.

Chris nodded obviously missing her reddened face. He looked at the ice cubes that had melt into water. He sighed and carried it to the kitchen pouring the water away. He poured new water into the square shaped part of the white stuff (This thing is in my refrigerator but I don't know the name. Either ways, its kind of rectangle with little squares on two rows, Six in each row, twelve in total.)

He placed it back in the freezer closing it and then went upstairs twisting his neck here and there and he climbed the stairs.

He stopped in front of Isabelle's room and considered knocking, but she did say she wanted to have a shower and so he decided against it.

He walked to his room and closed the door also slipping into the shower.

Both were done at the same time as they coincidentally walked out at the same time standing in front of their respective rooms.

Isabelle turned her head to see if Chris was already done. She blushed scarlet when she saw him in a black round neck and black shorts. She herself was dressed in a red top and black shorts.

Chris turned his head and met with Isabelle's gaze. He blushed slightly and smiled at her. She returned his smile as she turned quickly descending the stairs.

He also slipped his hands in his pocket and followed her down the stairs.

"What should we have?" She asked when he entered the kitchen.

"Anything is fine by me." He replied sitting on the breakfast bar. He took out his phone and messaged his sister to send the picture she took.

She tried to deny it before Chris described the cloth she wore. She sighed and rolled her eyes at her phone.

"What's wrong? Why are you rolling your eyes?" Mike asked slipping out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his lower body and a towel in his hands which he used to dry his hair.

"Chris." She replied pressing the send button as she looked up at him. She bit her lips openly ogling at his body. Hey, he was her mate and she his.

"Like what you're seeing?" He asked in a teasing voice.

"Yes." She replied in a whisper as she stood up and walked over to him.

"I know you do." He replied capturing her lips in his. He threw the towel in his hands away to hold her neck tilting it so he had good access. Dolores moaned against their closed lips as her back hit the soft bed. Well, you know what happened next.

"Need help there?" Chris asked placing his phone down.

"Nah, I'm fine." She replied shaking her head and she moved to flip the chicken.

"What ya making?" He asked.

"Pasta." She replied simply.

"Yep, you definitely need help." He said standing up.

"With Pasta?" She asked laughing.

"Yep." He replied.

"Just one thing." Chris said picking up his phone again.

"Minefields" by Faouzia and John Legend came on blasting through the home theater.{You could listen to it as well. I did while writing this. :)}

"Nice choice of Music." She said.

Chris smiled moving towards her.

“Now this might be a mistake,

That I'm calling you this late,

But these dreams I have of you aren't real enough,

Started bringing up the past,

How the things you love don't last,

Even though this isn't fair for both of us,

Ooh, maybe I'm just a fool,

I still belong with you,

Anywhere you, anywhere you are,

Ooh-ooh, these minefields that I walk through,

Ooh-ooh, what I risk to be with you,

Ooh-ooh, these minefields keeping me from you,

Ooh-ooh, what I risk to be close to you,

Close to you-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh,

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh...”

Chris and Isabelle sang along as they cooked. Isabelle went to the extent of using the spoon that she was using to cook as her microphone while Chris laughed.

They both laughed as Chris also used his voice to sing John Legend part of the song. Isabelle watched as he sang before laughing.

They had their pasta and watched a rom-com movie together. While laughing, Isabelle felt a trickle in her lower part. She frowned and twisted in her seat.

"Are you okay?" Chris asked.

"Yeah, I'll be right back." She said racing to her room.

Well, it turned out little red riding hood had paid her a visit. She groaned and sat on the toilet seat.

Worst of it all, she didn't bring a single thing here so now she was stuck with nothing. She heard a knock on her door as her eyes widened.

"Isa? Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine!" She yelled and immediately regretted it. Damn!{You girls get what I mean?}

"Just call Dolores." She said lowly hoping Chris would hear.

"Okay." He replied. He ran back to the sitting room and picked up his phone. He called Dolores but she didn't pick up the call. He tried again and sighed. He tried the mind link but she had put up a wall around her mind, as well as her mate, Mike.

He had a rough idea why and blushed at the thought. His wolf growled making him remember Isabelle was still upstairs.

He walked up the stairs and stopped in front of her room knocking again. Isabelle who had bowed her head down looked up hopefully.

"Dolores?" She called.

"She's not picking up." He replied instead.

"Not today." She groaned.

"Can I help?" He asked desperately.

She blushed at the thought of telling him her period had come and she wasn't prepared. She should have bought it when she went to the city yesterday! Her mind wasn't even on it at all.

"Isa?" She heard again remembering Chris was still at the door. She sighed and thought she had no other choice.

Just tell him. But the word just wouldn't come out. It was there at the tip of her tongue but she couldn't say it.

She closed her eyes before she heard Chris say,

"Isa, are you hurt?" He asked.

"What, no! I'm not. Why?" He asked.

"Then why do I smell blood?" He called from outside.

"That's cause I'm on my fucking period!" She yelled out. Yep, her emotions were all over the place whenever she was on her period.

Exactly, the reason why she yelled out getting angry at Chris.

"Oh." was all Chris said.

"Well?" She asked again.

"I'll be right back." He said dashing downstairs. He ran back upstairs and knocked again.

"What now?" She groaned.

"Umm, what type should I buy?" He asked scratching his head nervously blushing furiously.

"Really? You've never bought a fucking sanitary pad before?!" She questioned.

"I... I never needed it so I have no cause to  buy one ever before." He replied.

"Just buy tampons!" She yelled again.

"Alright." He replied running downstairs.

He stood at his doorstep contemplating whether to take his car or run in his wolf form.

Meh, his wolf was more faster. He took off his clothes and transformed into a midnight black wolf. He picked up his cloth in his snout and ran.

He reached the supermarket in 30 minutes. He found an alleyway where he changed back and slipped into his cloth.

He walked into the supermarket and bought what he needed making sure to buy more than Isabelle could use.

The woman at counter looked at him and then back at what he wanted to buy.

"Any problem?" He asked.

"Nopes. None at all. It's just rare to see a boyfriend buy this stuffs for his girlfriend." She said smiling.

He nodded looking round the supermarket when just one big jar of Nutella caught his eyes. It remained just one.

"Hold on." He said to the woman rushing over to get it just when a guy also stretched his hand to take it.

"Oh! That's cute!" He said pointing at the scene behind the man. The man turned around abandoning the jar of Nutella for a second. He saw nothing and turned back to pick it only to find the shelf empty.

The man who asked him to look back was also not found. He glanced over to the counter where he saw the jar being bagged.

He frowned and looked at Chris who was smiling at him. He walked over and leaned to him.

"That was a smart move over there." He said nudging his head to where he had just left.

"I know." was all Chris said as he carried the plastic bag and walked out of the Supermarket back into the alleyway.

He stripped sticking his cloth into the plastic bag and transformed into his wolf. He picked up the bag with his teeth and sprinted away.

He got home in no time and dropped the Nutella in the fridge before running upstairs with the bag in his hand.

He breathed out and knocked the door.

"Chris?" She called.

His breath caught hitched in his throat. That was the first time she used his name. The FIRST time!

He smiled and twisted the bedroom door.

"Chris? Is that you?" She asked.

"Umm... yeah. I got all I could pick. There was so many brands and I couldn't choose so I got all." He replied with a smile in his voice.

Isabelle giggled and opened the door a little sticking her hands out.

Chris placed the bag on her hands and she closed the door.

"Woah! This would last me for a year!" She said laughing.

Chris smiled and walked out of her bedroom. He got to the kitchen and made her a cup hot chocolate while she finished up.

Isabelle was done as she stuck her head out her bedroom door. She looked left and right. She moved to the stairs when she saw no trace of Chris. She walked down the stairs and looked down again meeting with Chris eyes.

She yelped and gulped hard on her spit.

"Hey, you're done. Come here, I made a cup of chocolate. The water is boiling for ginger tea. Google said it could help ease the... umm... pain." He said the last part in a whisper.

Isabelle smiled at his pink face and walked down the stairs.

Chris held the cup of hot Chocolate and stretched it to her. She moved forward and hugged him instead of accepting the cup. {K-drama lovers, y'all know where I got this idea? I love the movie too, speaking of which I think I'll go watch it now. ʘ‿ʘ of course after I write this chapter.}

"Thanks." She replied in a whisper. Chris placed the cup down hugging her back. Chris smiled behind her back and pulled her closer.

"Okay, that's enough." She said pulling away from the hug. She took her hot chocolate from the table and sipped on it.

"Hey, this is good. Thanks." She said and retired to her room. She sat on the couch looking back at Chris.

"Aren't we watching this again?" She asked pointing at the tv.

"Umm... yeah. I'll be there soon." Chris replied turning off the gas cooker.

Chris walked back to the sitting room and they watched the movie to the end. Isabelle had fallen asleep during the movie, so Chris went upstairs to get her a blanket and covered her with it. Kissing her forehead, he walked off to the pack.

He mind linked Dolores whose mind was now open.

'Why did you close off your mind earlier?' He asked.

'I...I was busy. What's up?' She asked.

'Oh Goddess! Just go to Isabelle at home, would you? She's asleep right now and she's... umm..." Chris stuttered scratching the back of his neck.

'She's what? What's wrong with her? Open your fucking mouth, Chris!' She yelled grabbing a random cloth which turned out to be Mike's shirt.

'You... Just go to her... she'd tell you what's wrong.' He replied pushing the door to his office open with Antonio trailing behind him.

'Fool.' Dolores said rolling her eyes as she closed the mind link.

Alright, that was embarrassing. Chris snorted and sat on his chair.

"Any updates on those Drug dealers?" He asked Antonio.

"We found out their drug cartel. And also the man who put a gun to the Luna's side." Antonio replied smoothly.

Chris nodded his head and said in a cold voice, "We're raiding it tonight."

"Yes, Alpha. But, can't you let me and some warriors do it?"

"I can, just... I want to finish that man myself." Chris replied a distant look in his eyes.

"Okay, Alpha." He replied. He could already imagine the man's screams as their Alpha tortured the man. He was surely going to die a painful, slow death.

Dolores had gotten to Chris house and had seen Isabelle in the sitting room sleeping. Immediately she entered, the smell of blood hit her like a rock. She frowned and walked towards Isabelle as the smell got stronger.

"Is Isabelle hurt? That fool..." She thought glaring at the door like her brother was there.

Isabelle heard someone's voice as she opened her eyes.

"Oh hey, Lores." She called sitting up.

"Are you hurt?" Dolores asked immediately sitting beside her taking her hands in hers.

"Nopes. I'm okay, just on my period." Isabelle said.

"Oh, that explains the smell." Dolores said heaving a sigh of relief.

"Hey, you drank ginger tea yet?" Dolores asked making her way to the Kitchen. Isabelle stood up to follow her as she fell back down as her leg couldn't carry her weight.

"Lo...Lores... help." Was all she said before succumbing to darkness.