Jaxon.A loud snarl leaves my lips as I see Layla, my mate, laying naked and out in the open. "LOOK AWAY! DO NOT TOUCH HER OR I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!" I snarl uncontrollably at my pack members as they all look away and try to find something to cover her. I can't stand the thought of everyone looking at what belongs to me and only me. "Calm down Alpha. We are only trying to help her. Let's get her to the infirmary," Gamma Grey comes over with his personal shirt that he had on before the run began. I shove it away, not liking the idea of another mans scent on her. It's repulsive. "Don't be such a dick! Take the damn shirt so our Luna can have some dignity left!" Grey shouts at me. He has never raised his voice to me before but his instincts must be kicking in already wanting to protect his Luna from everything, even embarrassment. Even though she has nothing to be embarrassed by, she is perfect in every way. "Fine," I snap back giving him the look saying we will have a discussion a
"What does that even mean? How did the old lady know she was or was not pregnant?" My face twists into one of confusion as Trev stands and starts pacing as his hand goes up to rub his chin as he is deep in thought. "It means that old woman had saw her every day for almost 6 years and not once did she see any sort of pregnancy belly. Never saw them bring anything baby related into the house. They never had any visitors either so she highly doubts it was an adoption sort of thing." "Fuck. Every time things start seeming normal they just turn so fucking weird with no real answers!" I slam my fists into the concrete of the steps hard enough to bring blood and crack the steps a little. I flex my fingers as my hand starts to heal itself. "That's what has been bugging me. And the way Maggie died, shits real messed up man." "You know what happened to Maggie?" I question as I stare at Trev with mass confusion. "Emma didn't tell you before the run? She said she was going to deliver the ne
Layla. I am awoken from my deep sleep by this annoying beeping sound that seems to be in rhythm with my heart. There is also a soft dripping sound along with it. As I start to open my eyes I have to squint to adjust to the harsh lights cascading down into my eyes. The room smells sterile, it's quiet save for the beeps and drips, and the lights are blinding. I must be in a hospital. But how did I get here? And why am I here? My eyes flutter open and once they have fully adjusted to the lights I look around. Stainless steal walls, light blue gown, medical equipment, and a handcuff on my left arm. This is the strangest hospital, I have never been inside one with walls like these. Handcuff? I do a double take and attempt to pull on the cuff only for it to pierce my skin. The metal jingles against the bar of the bed but doesn't give way to my attempts. Why am I handcuffed? What happened? As I sit here and ponder on so many questions I can hear the distinct sound of arguing out in the h
Jaxon. I lay on top of my mate watching as she sleeps peacefully. I am still in my wolf form and plan to stay this way as I continue to use the calming on her. Feeling her chest rise and fall in slow even breathes, her eye lids fluttering as she appears to be in a dream of some sorts. Her hair is splayed out around her like a halo and she couldn't look anymore beautiful than she does right now in all her naked glory. Layla's waist is slim, her breasts firm and perky and just the right size for my big hands. Rose colored nipples the size of dimes are just calling out for me to lick them. I don't, for fear of waking whatever beast slumbers inside her. I hear footsteps approach her door causing me to glance over my shoulder and begin a slow snarl, waiting for the intruder. The door handle turns slowly and in walks a female nurse holding a new gown. "Oh, Alpha, my apologies, I thought you left. Would you prefer me to dress the patient or would you like to do the honors?" She whispers a
Layla.I'm awoken to the sound of someone in my hospital room. Cautiously, I open my eyes and see a nurse placing a tray of food on a metal side table next to me. Everyting appears to be metal in this room which I am coming to understand is because of the fire I keep unintentionally creating."Good morning, miss. I have brought you some breakfast. We were unsure of what you preferred so we got you a little of everything, including some juice and extra water. You must be extremely thirsty," She states shyly as if she is unsure how to approach me. I can't say that I blame her, I'm not even sure how to approach myself either."Thank you, it all smells wonderful. Can I ask you something?" I question as I look at my lap and pick at the itchy hospital gown."Of course. I can't guarantee I have the answers for you but the Doc will be in shortly incase I can't answer properly.""Do werewolves exist? Or was I just having the craziest most realistic dream of my life?" I ask and can feel my chee
It has been 15 days that I have been locked in this hospital room. Jaxon comes to visit often to run the tests to see what is causing my fires. It is still so new to me that I possess powers and that the supernatural world that I have gravitated to my whole life, is real. Witches, werewolves, whatever I am, all exist. When I was younger and didn't have any friends or family, I would live in the books depicting the lives of such fantasies. And now, I am apart of it. I have this strange connection with Jaxon that is indescribable. I want him around me all the time and sometimes I force myself to get worked up just so my fire explodes and he holds me to put it out. I feel selfish doing that, because it causes him harm, but he doesn't seem to mind. He has started being almost caring. Some days are better than others with him though. Just yesterday he came in with his nostrils flaring and his face red with anger. It had frightened me and I began to cry. He looked at me with comtempt befor
Jaxon."Now that I have some free time, Trev, why don't you fill me in on how Maggie died," I begin as I sit behind my desk with a steaming cup of coffee in front of me. It's only 9 in the morning and Trev and Grey are sitting opposite my desk with files in their laps of everything they would like to discuss with me during our meeting. I haven't had much time to focus on the pack as most of my time is spent with Layla trying to figure her out. Doc has taken blood samples, hair samples, and even tried gauging how hot her fire gets in order to figure out who and what she is. We have narrowed it down to a few options, the one would be not possible as this species has not been seen or heard of in over four hundred years. The other two options could be a possibility but we don't know for sure. It's hard to know when she hasn't fully shifted. While I have been out, Trev and Grey have been helpful in running the pack in my stead. "She was burned to death," Beta Trev states simply."Not poss
I pick Layla up bridle style as Grey comes into the room. He sees the woman he has vowed to protect with his life and a series of emotions pass through his eyes. Sadness, anger, guilt, are a few that I notice right away. "Don't do this to yourself Grey. Not now. Go get Doc! Hurry!" I say as I watch more blood pool around my feet. I can feel the wound on my shoulder begin to heal but my mates wounds are not. "Come on Layla, baby, wake up! Wake up Layla! You need to open your eyes for me!" I gently shake her trying to get her to wake up. I know if she can get her fire going she has a chance at healing and hopefully won't be permanetly scarred. Not that I would care, but she might. I know Emma had a tough time with her face being marred. Doc comes running in covered in blood and without clothes, he must have joined in the fight as well. I can still hear fighting from outside the hospital and I am torn on staying with my mate, and protecting my pack.&