"Hey, I'm Chase." he said, and we both swayed for a moment holding onto one another to stand up straight.
Once the swaying stopped and he became one person again, we dropped our hands laughing at one another. I'm not sure what was quite so funny, but we were laughing like crazy. Then, somehow, we ended up kissing outside, just shy of the forest. That's the last thing I remember before my brain short circuited on me, blanking out what happened next.
In the morning, my head hurt like hell as I lifted it up. I didn't remember much about last night, but what I did remember made me cringe as I put two and two together. I was sore in places I had no idea I could be sore in, my Wolf wouldn't speak to me, so she must have made me fall asleep at some point during the night. Probably why I could barely remember anything after I shook hands with the other Wolf.
I was currently laying outside, in the forest, in my skin. A soft breeze was blowing through the trees, but I didn't shiver thanks to the heat coming from behind me. An arm was wrapped around my waist and if I moved even a bit, I felt the warmth of another body on mine – skin on skin. It felt heavenly and I wanted nothing more than to close my eyes and go back to sleep.
The small clearing the we were in was covered in soft moss and it soothed my hot skin. I closed my eyes with a satisfied smile on my face as I felt the arm bring me impossibly closer to the second body. That is, until my brain kicked in. Why was I in the forest, skin to skin with someone? By the soreness between my thighs, I assessed that we did much more than I would have liked out here in the wilderness.
As mortification slowly took me over, I quickly tried to contact my inner Wolf to get to the bottom of this. But I quickly found that she was happily asleep, not even restless as usual. A calm seemed to be over her as we continued to lay in the moss. Freaking out even more by this, I carefully got on all fours and gently removed the arm from around me.
Looking over, I saw that it was the Wolf that I had met at the party last night beside me. I put my hand over my mouth in shock; what had I done? My parents were going to kill me if they ever found out. For one of the purest bloodlines to lay with a wolf, not only not of her pack, but of unknown heritage was a crime in itself.
I saw him shiver beside me and I knew it was not from the cold since I felt it too. I looked at his body carefully as I sat on my legs, cutting off their circulation. He was very toned, muscle covered every part of his body with not an ounce of fat. My eyes slowly went down to his abs, appreciating that my first time was done with someone who took care of his body, when my eyes skimmed lower to the reason why I was so sore.
My eyes widened as I put a hand over my mouth to stifle a gasp. I quickly checked his chest to see if he was still asleep and I double checked downstairs again.
How in the world did he ever fit?! I wondered as I put my face in my hands, embarrassed. He was so big! And yet my Wolf just chuckled in my mind at my thoughts then gave a contented sigh as she closed her eyes on me again. Soon, she was breathing deeply and I knew that I had to leave before she woke up again.
I looked at the mystery Wolf beside me and felt a pang of guilt that I did not even know his name. He moved again, seemingly searching for something or someone, and I knew that he would wake up soon. I gave a small whimper as I changed into my fur, my body still very sore, and started to move carefully away from the male.
Before he could stir from his spot on the forest floor, I was running as best as I could to the sound of a nearby river. As soon as I reached it, I slowly walked into the rushing waters and sighed as my body started to cool down. I could feel both the pain of my hangover, and of last night's activities, slowly start to dissipate from my body. I walked into the river until the waters rushed over my back, covering my fur up to my neck. The rocks and mud under my paws were the only things keeping me from following the current down the river.
I closed my eyes for a moment, and enjoyed the waters rushing around me, until I remembered that my parents were probably going to be worried about me. I held my breath and ducked my head under the water so that all of my scent could be erased from my body, along with the other wolf's. I couldn't have my parents smelling him on me and I could not have him following me either. My heart made a pang in my chest as the thought of never seeing him crossed my mind and I wondered... why? Why do I feel this way even though I just met the male.
My head came out of the water and I shook my body a bit to try and stop the water droplets from going into my delicate ears. My ears twitched a moment before I turned towards the sound of a broken howl. It was so heartbreaking that it made me want to answer in return, but I knew better. I tried to move from my spot, but the howl had awoken my Wolf and she growled at me.
Where have you taken us? Why was he so sad? Tell me where we are! She said, making me wince at the venom in her words. Instead of answering her though, I tried to block her out. When I heard the howl a second time, but much closer now, my Wolf clawed and bit and spat to try and win over me. She wanted to answer him, and not doing so was starting to tear me up inside.
Biting my tongue - which made it bleed profoundly thanks to me being a wolf at the moment – I stiffly made my way out on the other side of the river. I shook out my brown coat from the river water and ran into the forest beyond.
My Wolf was furious with me, telling me that I was going the wrong way and scolding me for taking his scent off of us. I shook my head mentally as I darted between trees and made sure not to leave a clear path to follow. The third time that I had heard his howl, he was significantly farther away from me, but my Wolf won for a moment and started to howl back to him.
Cursing at her, I doubled back to make sure that he would lose our trail and ran faster, pushing myself. If my Wolf heard him howl another time, I would break my hold on her and she would run back to him in an instant. Usually my Wolf was quite picky about the people that I hung around, only tolerating family members to touch me and wanting to kill anyone else. So the fact that she wanted to be near a male, one not even of the same pack, was quite profound and I was scared to find out just what it really meant.
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