I could feel the uncomfortable stirring in my loins as I sat there, waiting for Samantha to respond to me. I took it that she hadn’t thought of the situation in the same manner as I had, which was why she had been arguing with me. But, I chose to believe that her silence symbolised that she was acknowledging that I was right. But that wasn’t why I felt like a horny teenager in the midst of my crush. No. The reason why I felt the way that I did, was because the bubbles that had barely been covering her before, were disappearing. And despite my earlier statement, there was a lot of her that I wanted to see. The only thing separating the two of us right now, was my own self-control. I didn’t think that Samantha even considered what was going through my mind right now, and a part of me was thankful for that small mercy. “Aren’t you going to say anything?” I wanted her to start talking to me again, to start explaining what was going through her mind. It was one of the few things that I
Once Elijah closed the door behind him, I sunk back down into the water, feeling my tense body relax. The water was now lukewarm, which made me want to get out, but I knew that there was nothing stopping me from adding more hot water. It would definitely give me a reason to stay in here for longer, because with my luck, if I went out here, then I would need to speak to him again because he would probably be waiting for me. It was something that I dreaded, and before anyone could tell me not to, I started to run more bath water. I waited a moment, listening to hear whether or not I would have to close the tap, but no instruction came from outside - and I sent a silent prayer of thanks up to the moon goddess for that. I felt like I had already handled everything that I needed to handle today. I couldn’t handle much more. But even once the hot water had been poured into the bathtub, even once all traces of cold water had been removed, I still couldn’t get myself to relax as much as I w
I would be lying if I claimed to know what woke me up in the middle of the night, but I suddenly found myself with the insatiable thirst for water. I didn’t have to go far to quench my thirst, but once I was laying in bed, I could not help but to lay awake. I knew, without a doubt, that I wouldn’t be falling asleep anytime soon. I could try as much as I wanted to, and it wasn’t going to get me anywhere. And I knew that it had everything to do with my curiosity in terms of Samantha, my eagerness to know how she was coping with everything that was happening to her. But as much as I wanted to know how she was doing, I also knew that it was none of my business. It was not my role or responsibility to check up on her, although, she is living under my roof. Perhaps that gives me the right to go there? It was something that I wasn’t entirely sure about, and I didn’t want to do something that was out of line in Samantha’s books. Goodness knew that I had already overstepped the boundaries mor
“Come on. Let’s get you out of bed.” I would be lying if I said that I knew what to say to her, or what to give her as an explanation for what was happening, but I didn’t think that it would matter in any case. It seemed like ninety percent of her was still asleep, which meant that I would need to try harder to get her to wake up. I did not want her condition to get worse, and if this was a small price that I had to pay to keep that from happening, then so be it. It was something that I was willing to do. “Why?” She turned onto her side stomach, essentially shielding herself from being bothered further. It was a smart move to make, and I couldn’t help but acknowledge the fact that this was a trained older sister. She knew what to do in order to preserve her peace and her sleep. I, on the other hand, did not know how to deal with stubborn teenagers who had no interest in waking up, even though it was for their own good. “Because you stink.” It seemed like this was the right respon
I did my best not to pull myself back towards him when Elijah started lowering me onto the toilet, and I couldn’t help but feel like an idiot for even wanting him to keep me that close to him in the first place. But it was a feeling that I couldn’t help, a reaction that seemed as natural to me as breathing. I had felt better when he had been carrying me, and now that I was sitting on the cold toilet again, I could do no more than to feel sick again. I didn’t need to think too hard to know that all of these things were the effects of shifting, but this isn’t what it was explained to me as. I felt like I was dying, to say the least. Surely, this wasn’t how it was supposed to feel? My skin felt itchy, sticky from the sweat that Elijah had pointed out, and my limbs felt like they no longer belonged to me. I doubted that I would have been able to walk here by myself, even if I had wanted to. And the fact that I had managed to make it half of the way here, was a miracle in itself. “I’m ju
Once I had laid Samantha into the hot water, I decided that it would be best for me to go and take a shower myself. She was far from being in a stable condition, but I felt like leaving her alone would be better for both of us. I did not want to find myself in a position where I had compromised both of us, just because I couldn’t keep my dick in my pants. And if she wasn’t bringing up the fact that the two of us had slept together, then I would also be bound to fair much better than I was at the moment. But it happened to be that at that specific moment when I walked into my bedroom, my cell phone started ringing. I didn’t know if it had been ringing before and I had simply been ignoring it, and I didn’t want to know either. But I was thankful for the small distraction that I would now get, thanks to whoever it was who was phoning me. I just hoped that it wasn’t going to be bad news, because I wouldn’t actually be able to attend to it without leaving Samantha alone. But I took comfor
After the lovely lecture on what to do and what not to do during this part of the shifting process, Elijah decided that it was time for him to go and shower as well. In his own words, he said that it would be best if he were to do something productive with his time instead of just sitting around and bothering me, when I already had a heap of my own things to worry about. I had to admit that I thought it to be rather considerate, especially since I was genuinely tired of his company - and I did not mean it in a rude way. The only thing that kept me from completely winding down, was the fact that Elijah had left the door open on his way out. He had done it earlier as well, but I had been hoping that he would close it this time, especially since I was feeling much better than I had been before. But there was no point in calling him back to close it, because I had no doubt that my request would be followed by a series of questions that I wouldn’t want to answer. I had heard him talking
As soon as Gwen saw me approaching, she broke off from her trio who were guarding the north border. I could tell that she had a long night behind her, the dark circles underneath her eyes being more than enough of a tell-tale. I could only imagine that she was happy to be relieved by me, although I couldn’t share the same sentiments as she did. I wished to be back home, to be with Samantha and to make sure that she was alright. I knew that Gwen was just as capable as I was of taking care of Samantha, but that didn’t mean that I didn’t want to be doing it. “How’s your shift been going?” Gwen lifted her shoulders in a shrug, looking back over her shoulder. I could tell that she was trying to judge whether or not the other two patrol wolves who had been with her would be able to hear her - and they would. And I knew that the response that she was going to give me, wasn’t going to be an honest one. “I guess that there’s no reason to complain. We’ve been trying to hunt some deer, but so