Charlotte wrapped herself tighter in her blanket, glad she’d bought thing even if it was a pain to pack around everywhere. After 16 days of travel, she found herself this morning sitting on a beach somewhere in the northwest watching the reflection in the waves as the sun came up behind her.. “Ok lottie, what's the plan now” she wondered aloud. The money I'd saved had run out days ago, luckily I'd managed to hitchhike this far and beg a few meals from strangers along the way. When I arrived in this cute coastal town yesterday evening I fell in love with it immediately. It had an old world charm about it, the buildings were old but well cared for, all painted in shades of white, with each building accented brightly in a different color, the whole town seemed to be cascading in a multitude of flowers, overflowing from balconies and windows, winding up lamp posts along the street. After wandering the town and beaches all afternoon,by evening I knew I’d reached the end of my running. With no money to buy a room for the night I’d fallen asleep on the beach listening to the waves crash against the rocks. Last night was a game changer however -it got cold here at night, much colder than i’d ever experienced before. It was more than clear to me that if I was staying here I had to find somewhere to stay and a job to pay for it as soon as I possibly could.
Being on the road for this long had done my appearance no favors, I’d only managed to take a couple showers, the last one almost 4 days ago. Making matters worse were my clothes, i hadn’t brought nearly enough and opportunities to wash them had been few. Groaning loudly I allowed myself a moment of self-loathing. Who did I think I was kidding, I was dirty and I stank, not exactly qualities employers were looking for. My moment of self loathing turned into an hour and then into several hours. Finally I got up, brushed the sand off of myself, rolled up my blanket and secured it to my backpack before grabbing the bundle and setting off into town.
I spent most of my morning wandering in and out of different stores and shops, asking for any available work, the polite ones handed me an application with a fake smile and the not so polite ones just flat out told me to leave. It had to be around noon now -i wasn’t sure i had no watch- and i had just walked out of a small gardening center with another application in hand when across the parking lot i noticed an elderly woman struggling to load quite a few large bags of garden soil into her suv. Jogging across the lot I approached the woman “Please why don’t you let me help you with that?” Before I reached her one of those infamous coastal breezes picked up and brought her scent to my nose, and stopped me in my tracks. The old woman was a werewolf
“Don’t just stand there with your jaw hanging, come grab these bags and help an old woman out, my back isn’t what it used to be.” The twinkle in her eyes as she looked at me told me she must have already caught my scent as well. I was totally caught off guard, this was the first wolf I'd met since leaving my pack. “S.. Sure” I stammered out and walked the last few feet to her vehicle. With my werewolf strength loading the bags was easy, and the lady just stood silently while I made quick work of it.
“I’m headed home now to make myself lunch, why don’t you come along with me? I’ll make you a sandwich and you can tell me what you're doing here - after you unload these bags of course.” She half questioned half demanded me
I stood there considering the offer for just a moment before my stomach began rumbling from even thinking about food, reminding me my last meal had been more than a day ago “ummm… ok.” i replied meekly
And that's how I ended up sitting in this old lady’s kitchen, who’s name is Elle by the way, eating the best sandwich I think I've ever had in my life.
Elle sat patiently while I devoured the food she’d given me, smiling as she brought me a second glass of lemonade. I'd drained the first before I'd even sat down at the table. “Been a long time since someone has enjoyed something I cooked so much, most i get out of Sam these days is a grunt or two”. “Who’s Sam?” i asked between bites “Oh Sam is my Mate, we found each other nearly 40 years ago now. That's why I live out here away from my pack, my Sam is a human, and my alpha just couldn’t accept that.” “A human?” I asked, my shock strong enough to take precedence over the food “ I didn’t know that was even possible!” “Oh it is” she chuckled, “the mate bond is about who they are, not what they are” she said with the patience of someone who’s had this same conversation a whole lot over the years. “Well...that’s just garbage. Findi
Cole was pacing again. After the trail had gone cold a week ago I’d given up waiting for my people to find my mate for me. In a fit of frustration I had driven out to her last known location hoping I'd be able to pick up on something they hadn’t. I’d found nothing, not even the tiniest hint of her scent even lingered, it was like she was never here. I should have known better, my people were the best, and if they hadn’t found anything then there was nothing to be found. A gnawing feeling had taken up residence in my gut, and the longer I was away from her the worse it got. I was barely sleeping these days, day and night my wolf was howling in my head for his mate, his desperation was only feeding my anxiety. Not knowing was tearing me apart. I needed to let my wolf out, I'd been holding back afraid of what would happen if I let that side of myself free. I had never gone this long without shifting, constantly battling myself wasn’t helping anything. I’d read som
I sat quietly while Sam drove, unsure what I could say to the gruff woman that would lighten the mood in the cab of the old truck. Sam and Elle’s place was a few miles outside of the main part of town and I spent the ride looking at the houses that were nestled back into the hillsides and cliffs along the ocean’s edge. I loved the way the trees seemed grow by clinging onto the rocks and how they were shaped by the coastal storms, it was all so vastly different from lands I had grown up on. I found myself enthralled by the smallest things, a peek of the ocean as we turn a corner, the bright pinks of the flowers that seemed to grow everywhere, fishermen going about their day working on the docks, my eyes ate up the details.As we came into town, I tried to pay attention to the streets we were passing, their names and the businesses on them, so I could build a mental map of my new home. It was difficult, the uniformity of the white buildings that made the town look s
The drive out to the campground was a short one, I just followed the highway and soon enough I found the turn off I was looking for. Once I hit the dirt road, I turned off all the lights and allowed my wolf to come forward enough to enhance my senses. Driving to the back of the campground I backed into a space that was well hidden. Stripping down to my bare skin I piled all my clothes onto the back seat. I had a special hiding place for the keys for times just like this, since I couldn’t exactly carry them, and I hated just leaving her unlocked.I took one step out away from the car and finally released my hold on my wolf, allowing him to come fully forward, on the second step hair sprouted all over my body, by the third you could hear my bones breaking and reshaping, and at the fourth step I was walking on all fours, fully transformed. Some took longer to transition, but being an alpha definitely had it’s perks. Being in my wolf form was pure joy for me, and I ho
I took an exceptionally long shower, possibly the longest I have ever taken in my life. Standing there with the hot water kneading my sore muscles was therapy I didn’t know I needed. It felt so good to wash away all the dirt that had collected on my body, but as I watched the soap suds up on my skin while I scrubbed I imagined I was also scrubbing out all the bad that I’d endured living with my uncle, every insult, every bit of loneliness and unworthiness I was made to feel daily. By letting all that ugliness float free of my body and head straight down the drain, I felt truly clean, and when I finally stepped out of the shower and onto the bathroom’s fluffy yellow rug, I felt a lot more like myself than I had in an awfully long time.I dried off my body and put my hair up in a towel, then wrapped the borrowed robe around my body before stepping out into the hall. The house was silent and dark, I guessed Elle must have gone off to bed, the only visible light
It was no surprise I dreamed of her, she consumed all my waking thoughts, and not a night had gone by since meeting her where she wasn’t in my dreams as well. Something was different tonight though, where my other dreams had the quality of an echo, this seemed more.. real. I could hear her moving, listened to the soft steps as she circled me, coming closer bit by bit. I was enveloped in her scent, thick and rich like it can only be when she’s close. I didn’t need to open my eyes, all my other senses were on overdrive with her this near. I could hear her heart beat, listened with satisfaction as it spiked when she started touching me. I laid there, reveling in her shamelessness, letting her touch me however she pleased. Her light touch did nothing to stop the waves of electric tingles from racing across my skin in response to her, and I thought my pounding heart would surely give me away when she lay her palms on my chest. As she trailed her fingers lower it was a miracle I held stil
I lowered my head into her neck, inhaling the beautiful scent that was so unique to her. “Just one taste” I murmured. Lost in my own need I ran my tongue along the length of her neck, starting just below her earlobe and ending at her delicate collar bone. I allowed my canines to lengthen and grazed them across her skin, moving down towards her shoulder and back to the crook of her neck where I planted a slow and deep kiss. Lifting my head I allowed my hand to come up, and pushed back the open robe, exposing her full, round breasts to me. A low growl of approval radiating out from my chest as I took in the sight of her like this. I reached out and twirled one perfect pink tip in my fingers, the combination of pleasure and pain dragging another desperate moan from her lips. Moving my hand back upwards, I wrapped my fingers around the back of her neck causing it to arch towards me, her submission was only spurring me on. Allowing my thumb to graze along the front of her throat, I was e
I crashed into consciousness, it felt as though I had been ripped bodily from my dream, my heart was racing and a fine sweat was covering my entire body. I looked around for someone or something that would explain my sudden waking but I found nothing, all was just as it had been when I had fallen asleep. The slight breeze coming in the room from the open window was the only relief I felt from the heat underneath my skin. It reminded me of how I felt before my first shift when my body was beginning to change, the heat coming from within was impossible to extinguish. While I lay there waiting for my heart to deaccelerate, my mind drifted back to the dream I’d had, and the wetness that was still calling for attention between my legs. If I closed my eyes I could still feel the press of his body, and the way the touch of his hands had a slight roughness to them. Remembering the feel of his mouth on my skin made me groan aloud, my body erupting in goosebumps at the thought of it. I