“Don’t go.” I stayed around as he showered and changed into loose clothes. The wound on his side had reopened yet again so I went to my room to get a first aid kit to dress the wound. There was still blood on me from hugging his bloody wolf and the rogue stench was killing me. I wanted desperately to go wash off and change out of these clothes but Xander held onto me with a whine. “I have to change out of my clothes,” I said. “I’ll check back once days breaks although I’m certain your injury wound be healed by then.”“Don’t leave me all alone, please.” He did not let go of my wrist as he begged me not to go. “You can wash here and borrow a shirt. Please, don’t leave me all alone.” Did he get traumatized? Why was he clingy all of a sudden? I touched his forehead to see if he had developed a fever. He pressed his face against my palm, holding my wrist and nuzzling his face against my wrist even after I confirmed his temperature was not high.“Xander, I feel dirty and disgusted
“Ha.” I panted as my heart rate went through the roof. His teeth sunk into my skin and my wolf went into a frenzy. I did not dare move – no, I could not even move. All I could do was to clutch the sheets underneath me to ground myself. A few seconds passed before he retracted his teeth and after that, heat pooled in my guts. My scattered brain reminded me to breathe and when I sucked in a breath, it caught in my throat. Fireworks erupted inside me as a fire roared in my guts. What the hell? Why did I want to cling to him and beg him to bite me again? I swallowed to moisten my dry throat and I ended up clutching his shirt in a fierce grip when he raised his head. “What – what did you do?” I gasped out, still holding him as one would a fugitive. Why was my entire body trembling so much? It felt like I had been set on fire and the part where his teeth proved me tingled deliciously, “You said I could bite you so I did.” There was a predatory smile on his lips and his dark eyes
Being in a relationship came with its perks, one of them being that every morning, I opened my eyes to see the most beautiful man in this world next to me. Yes, I spent every night cuddling with Xander because he was surprisingly very clingy and while I pretended to mind, I actually loved it. I loved the feeling of being loved. It was so beautiful that meeting up with Xander every day became the highlight of my day. Since we were both busy students, we had a lot of things to do during the day but at the end of the day when I went over to his room or he came over to mine, the world faded away and I could just lay on his chest – my favorite place – and tell him about my day or listen to him rant. There was just one problem. It was a major problem called Ethan who, although did not know about our relationship, was suspicious and bothered us a lot. Like, a whole lot. It was tiring sneaking around and while Xander said, ‘fuck it,’ I knew that my father would kick up a storm if he knew
“I’m looking at you weird?” He stopped a breath inch from my face. I gave a subtle nod to his question and he hummed. “It’s because I’m thinking of you weird, right now.” He placed his hand beside my head, effectively trapping me between him and the elevator. “Can I kiss you?” He asked and my eyes closed. He did not have to ask twice. Immediately, his lips pressed against mine and his tongue probed my slightly parted lips. There was no time for me to catch a breath as his tongue slipped into my mouth. He took his time with the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth in a slow kiss that carried a definite hunger. It was like he was holding himself back which was unlike him. The Xander I knew was always eager as if he feared missing out on something. Warmth unfurled in my stomach and I snaked my arms around his neck, eliminating the last bit of space between us. He pulled his lips from mine and I gasped, sucking in a sharp breath, having been hyperventilating until then. His wet
“It’s your birthday this weekend,” Xander said as he kissed down my neck, his hand on my stomach. I shivered as he drew circles on my bare stomach.“Y – yeah,” I sighed.I shared the same birthday with my father and he had not stopped begging me to come home to celebrate. “You should clear your schedule for the weekend,” Xander said, his hand moving up, his face still in my neck.“O – Oh.” I shivered as he nibbled on my skin, his fingers circling my nipples. “You should have told me earlier because I already – already planned to go home.”He pulled away so abruptly, I felt like I’d been tossed from a mountaintop. I wanted to weep as he pulled away.“You’re going home?” He asked, almost pouting.Even that small gesture made my stomach tighten. I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. Like a viper waiting to strike, he immediately deepened the kiss. He kissed me hard and I had to swallow back a moan.It was a lot. Holding back was a lot but I didn’t know how to le
I wanted to die a hundred and one times. When my gaze met my mother’s, I wanted to die faster.“Shit.”Xander yanked my clothes down since I’d been frozen in time, waiting for the ground to open up and swallow me. When he put me down, I almost fell so he had to grab me and hold onto me.The people gathered around stood with dazed expressions on their faces with my mother in the middle holding a cake and my grandparents holding a happy birthday banner. Even the Alpha was present with a few other older pack members.There was a chance the whole room saw my boobs. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole but the ground remained firm underneath me.“Ahem,” Xander was the first to break the silence. “Hey guys,” he greeted.It was so awkward that I could not stop myself from pinching his side.“Um, hello.” It was my grandmother who spoke first, her face still devoid of colour.“Xander, quick, come here!” My mother shouted. “Quick!”“Oh - okay.” With the urgency in her voice, he m
“Who are you?”My eyes blinked open in a familiar yet unfamiliar place. It was a room I had never been in before but it felt as if I had been here a hundred times. I must be dreaming.“Who are you?” The voice that woke me asked again so I looked around the familiar-unfamiliar room to find the owner but there was no one with me in the luxuriously decorated room.Also, the voice seemed to come from my head, making me panic.Is this a dream or did I die? Did this room with white walls decorated with abstract paintings, white sheets and a cloud-like bed represent heaven? Did my surgeon fail? The room was unlike the operating room which was the last place I remembered seeing so it was either a dream or the afterlife.“This is not the afterlife and what do you mean by operating room?” The same voice that woke me up asked. It was a beautiful voice that filled my head but the way it echoed like the voice of my subconscious freaked me out.Really, I was in a strange dream. “Who the hell are
It was a dream but when I woke up after seeing that beastly creature, I was still in the dream. This dream had become a nightmare and I wanted out as soon as possible but why did I open my eyes in this white room!? Why was I still in the soft cotton candy bed rather than my hard hospital bed?“Who are you?” The wolf voice in my head asked like a broken record. There was no emotion in the wolf’s tone but I felt its tiredness. Why could I feel what it did not mention? “It is because we are connected. We are one – or we are supposed to be. You are not supposed to be in this body. What did you do with Selene and who are you?”“I – I am Jane,” I said. “Who is Selene? What sort of dream is this?”“This is not a dream. What’s wrong with you? Why did you react like that to your father as if you have never seen a wolf before?” The wolf continued to grill me.“I haven’t,” I responded. “I only see wolves on television and a wolf that belongs in a horror movie, not my dream.”“I know you are not