Midnight, the Half-Wolf

I did something completely stupid.The second I set foot in London, the realization came to me that I committed utter stupidity and that I really had no logical reason for doing all of this. I had no reason for stealing my grandmother's savings and fly to another continent to meet a complete stranger who doesn't even come up on g****e when you search for his name. The only thing that comes up about Lionel Kendrick Vosse is his building contract, legal information about a marijuana problem he had in 2003 and a F******k page with lots of friends but no pictures.So I spent 900 dolars impulsively to travel for the first time on a plane where I had two panic attacks. One when the smell and sound of people started to overwhelm me too much and then another when there was a little turbulence. Then I had to be escorted by the flight attendant to pick up my suitcase because I was deemed unstable and now I'm close to breaking down crying in the street because I'm not liking realizing how hard l

I nod towards Bastian and enter the apartment. And even though I consider myself a brave person (relatively), I'm starting to get scared of this. Not the fact that they might do something to me, because they seem like nice people, but I'm starting to worry about what will happen after I meet Lion. I never planned anything after that. I don't have much money left. Maybe it's enough for a couple of days in a sleazy hotel but what about after those few days, what will become of me? This is exactly why people don't just decide they want to travel and leave right then and there. There are things to plan. And the truth is, even though I have enough money to buy another plane ticket and go back home, I don't want to do it. I don't want to be stuck home all the time again, I don't want to go back to not eating sugar or dairy or meat. Not before eating all the sweets that come my way. And meat. I'm the main part of the food chain, I should be free to eat as many animals as I want... or mayb

Midnight stiffens as soon as I draw her into my body and everything gets extremely uncomfortable in that short second. Her face is squashed against my shoulder and her body is at an odd angle, leaning back against me with her ass on the outside and her long legs arranged in a simply weird position."Are we hugging?" she asks suddenly, without moving."No. I am hugging you but you're just in a very awkward position," I reply and even though I know it's maybe not the best idea, I move to be closer to her. I let go of her neck to slip my arm around her lower back and hug her properly. Midnight makes a sound in her throat and stiffens even more than before. Now her face is level with mine and very close, "This isn't a hug either, but it's not as weird as the last one. If you would just... relax your body a little and put your arm around me...""Like this?" he interrupts me, surprising me when he does as I asked and puts her arm around me. I'm about to say that we're actually hugging this

When I open the door to Lion's apartment after knocking softly, the three men are sitting on the couch watching television."What took you so long—oh, boy," Grayson lowers his gaze to my body, especially my breasts and legs. I love the attention so much that I can't help but do a spin in front of him so he can see all of me, "This isn't the same Midnight that arrived here.""Don't let Angie turn you into her clone, okay?" Lion asks, barely giving me a glance and rolling his eyes, then he extends his beer towards me as if he's offering but I shake my head, "Come and sit with us while we wait.""Okay," I walk over to the couch and make room between Grayson and Bastian again, "Lionel, I have a lot of questions for you. The first is this: what...""This isn't an interview is it?" he interrupts me, with a grimace, "I've always hated interviews. Tell me something about yourself, and I'll tell you something about me.""I have nothing to tell about myself. Nothing interesting has ever happene

So... my first day in this clan was quite an adventure. A strange adventure. After my panic attack and apologizing four times to Jake, we return to the table and surprisingly, everyone acts as if nothing happened. I finish my salad and refuse all offers of meat from Lion, who keeps insisting that I need to eat meat and it's a sin that I don't. Then I have to endure a lecture about why eating meat is so damn important for the development of a wolf's body, muscles and even mental health. And I assure him that I will eat meat eventually, just not so soon. Once we arrived back at the building, we said goodbye to the Baylor brothers and walk into the apartment. For the first time as a family. "I'm going to bed," Lionel announces, looking weird and unsure in front of me. Angie gives me a smile before she starts walking down the hall, "You can, you know, grab whatever you want from the fridge and stuff... make yourself at home." "Thanks." "Tomorrow I'll wake you