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A Werewolf for the Witch #12 Magic and Musings
AldrichI feel myself drowning in her molten gold eyes. The discs of her pupils are growing larger. I think I scent a whiff of her arousal, but I’m afraid to inhale deeply. Going down this path is dangerous.When I’m looking at her, it’s so easy to forget about the class difference, the rules of the land, the law… just about everything. Our warmth breaths mingle and our lips part. She leans in, conveying without words what she wants. I want it too, want it so badly that my hands are trembling as I let go of her chin and extend my fingers to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. In doing so, I lean forward, my knee accidentally brushing against her injured leg, causing her to wince.I come crashing down to reality. She’s a beautiful princess, delicate like a flower. She’s probably been sheltered all her life and told to stay away from the likes of me. I’m rough, uncouth Werewolf who doesn’t know the first fucking thing about how to behave in the presence of a princess. Just now w
A Werewolf for the Witch #13 Smoldering Embers
AvaleaAldrich stepped out after ordering me to get out of my bloody clothes. The man’s moods are unpredictable. One minute he's so kind, so warm, and the next minute, he’s gruff. I want to think it’s because of the beast inside him, but I know that’s not the reason. After spending merely a few hours with Aldrich, I know with an unshakable certainty that Werewolves are not the wild, dangerous monsters we’ve believed them to be.What is more surprising is I do not fear him, or his beast. In fact, I find both his forms utterly fascinating. Just this morning when I saw the beast’s nail pop out to cut away the bit of my gown stuck to my thigh wound, I was afraid. I now know that I was afraid because I didn't know any better.What I now feel for him is… desire.My cheeks heat up as I hobble toward the sack and retrieve some clothes. Knowing what I now know, I feel a lot more sympathetic towards the witch who gave herself to that Werewolf. There’s something almost magnetic about the raw po
A Werewolf for the Witch #14 Beginning of a Friendship
AvaleaAldrich expertly lights the fire, even though there’s no kindling, with the help of a tiny burst of my magic. Although it’s a small fire, I place an invisible dome around it so that the smoke from it doesn’t fill up the small room. We share the bread and cheese, and finish the remainder of the water from the waterskin. He insists I have the larger share of our meager meal, disregarding all my protests. He has so much kindness in him, it's making my heart melt.“Don’t worry about it, Your Highness. You need to build your strength. The sooner you recover, the sooner you can leave.”He speaks the truth of course, simply putting into words what I have been thinking all along, but his words make me feel sad. He wants me gone. Of course he wants me gone, I scold myself. I would want me gone too, if the roles were reversed.“I’m sorry. I’ve imposed upon you without meaning you. I’m sure you’d rather be doing anything other than babysitting me. I’m so sorry, Aldrich,” I sniffle, tryin
A Werewolf for the Witch #15 Emotions
AldrichOnce outside the hut, I get rid of my clothes, discard them on the doorstep, and immediately shift into my wolf form. Since I’m going to be spending the night outdoors and braving the cold, I’ll have to do it in my wolf form.Does she really think I’m going to turn her over to the Council? I wish she’d trust me more.I refuse to acknowledge everything I’m feeling as my muscles bulge, bones, ligaments, tendons snap and reform. Claws shoot out of my paws, my teeth lengthening into sharp, pointed weapons that can tear into a prey without any qualms. By the time I’m covered in black, white and gray fur and my transformation is complete, the hurt I was feeling earlier has lost its edge. After a few minutes of pacing the perimeter to make sure that nobody from my pack has ventured this far, I’m left with a feeling of dull discomfort rather than hurt and anger.My wolf’s feelings aren’t as acute as the human in me. I curl up outside the door, suddenly feeling confused. My wolf’s fee
A Werewolf for the Witch #16 The Wolf and the Man
AldrichOnce outside the hut, I get rid of my clothes, discard them on the doorstep, and immediately shift into my wolf form. Since I’m going to be spending the night outdoors and braving the cold, I’ll have to do it in my wolf form.Does she really think I’m going to turn her over to the Council? I wish she’d trust me more.I refuse to acknowledge everything I’m feeling as my muscles bulge, bones, ligaments, tendons snap and reform. Claws shoot out of my paws, my teeth lengthening into sharp, pointed weapons that can tear into a prey without any qualms. By the time I’m covered in black, white and gray fur and my transformation is complete, the hurt I was feeling earlier has lost its edge. After a few minutes of pacing the perimeter to make sure that nobody from my pack has ventured this far, I’m left with a feeling of dull discomfort rather than hurt and anger.My wolf’s feelings aren’t as acute as the human in me. I curl up outside the door, suddenly feeling confused. My wolf’s fee
A Werewolf for the Witch #17 Blossoming Friendship
AldrichI swear Ava took ten years off my life, the way she was whimpering and crying in her sleep. My first thought was–somebody is magically attacking in her sleep. I don’t know if that’s even possible. I have a very limited knowledge of magic, given the strict segregation between the magical beings and us Werewolves.Pain was deeply etched on her face as she tried to ward something or somebody off, her arms flailing wildly.How was I to know that it was only a nightmare?I rub my palm over my face, trying to get my heart rate back to normal.I tried to wake her up while still in my wolf form; I tried nudging her with my snout, placing my paws on her shoulders, hoping that the weight of it would bring her back to consciousness. It didn’t work. The only other option was licking her awake. And licking felt oddly intimate. I take a few deep breaths, trying to steady my breathing. She’s apologizing again, but I’m barely able to get the words out to tell her she’s not at fault. My back
A Werewolf for the Witch #18 Growing Attraction
AvaleaAs my tears dry out, I'm suddenly seized by this feeling that I wouldn't mind spending my entire life in Aldrich's arms. I jerk my head up, and hugging my middle, I force myself to move away from him. What's happening to me? It's madness. I shouldn't even be thinking this way. I can’t deny that I’m terribly attracted to him, and if it was just physical attraction, I would have found a way to overcome it. But it's not. It's something deeper. It's something I dare not give a name to. If I do, I'll never be able to walk away from Aldrich. And walk away I must. I called him my friend. For now, I'm going to hang on to that. I look up at him and smile. "Do you want to get some rest?"He nods and steps away, resuming his position by the wall. I sit down on the pallet, facing him, pulling the animal-skin rug over my legs. I feel guilty for making him spend the night on the hard stone floor. "You probably wish you were back in your own bed rather than being here."He looks at me,
A Werewolf for the Witch #19 Camarderie
AldrichAva is going to be the death of me. I'm sure of that.I groan and adjust my erection, trying not to disturb her. She has fallen asleep immediately, but with her soft body pressed against me, my cock is hard as fuck. Added to that, there's the intoxicating scent of her.My wolf wants to break to the surface, to claim her as our mate.I can control him only with the greatest difficulty.Ava can never be my mate. We are worlds apart. This attraction, this chemistry, and even the easy friendship that has developed between us is solely owing to the circumstances. It's bound to change once she's better.Even knowing that, I can't seem to control the reactions of my body.Hell, I'm going to be sleep deprived for two nights in a row.I try to divert my mind and think about ways to keep Ava hidden. It's going to be a real problem. The Werewolves of my pack might not venture this far right now, but once they have scanned the areas closer to the ghetto, they certainly will move closer to
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