Chapter 5: Someone is watching her...

“Keep it here,” Mark rested Savannah’s bag in her room while Sheila tried to keep the curtains on the patio slider.

“Green?” Mark raised a brow.

“Yeah, Savannah’s favorite color is green.” Sheila smiled.

“What about the living room window?”

“I have a white one for that.” Sheila pointed.

“Where can I put this pot, mommy,” Monique tried to help them out.

“There,” Savannah pointed near the window.

They settled her room.

“When will Jenny come?”

“Her classes will start next week. She will come next week, I guess.” Savannah informed.

Anyone can read the stress line on Sheila’s face. Savannah settled next to her and grabbed her hand.

“I know you are worried about me.”

“I am sorry I hurt you, but I promise you I will take the pills on every full moon night and will do nothing that will hurt you.”

Savannah made puppy eyes, and Sheila’s heart melted.

“Oh! Baby, I love you too.” “Just be careful, and if you think something is wrong...”

“I will call you, I promise.”

“And I will not show my mark to anyone.” Savannah hugged.

They left her alone, and she got busy arranging her closet and putting on the earplugs.

She was busy and couldn’t recognize when the sun went down, and it became dark.

“Woah,” she came out to see how intense the woods looked in the night. Same as she saw in her nightmares. She smiled, thinking horror movies still haunted her mind.

Fortunately, there were many students in the building, and no abandoned cottage could approve her curiosity.

“Hey Jenny,” Savannah called and showed her the view.

“Damn, it’s scary.”

“No, it’s not. It’s deep,” Savannah chuckled.

“Oh, yeah, that is why you are a history student,” Jenny rolled her eyes.

“Well, I am visiting my uncle this week, and I will join you next week.”

“Bring my favorite cow boots from Texas,” Savannah warned.

“What did I hear, Jerry?”

“Shut up,” Savannah frowned, thinking she had promised Sheila.

“No, I promised my aunt.”

“Seriously? Aren’t you allowed to kiss?”

“Don’t tease me, Jenny.” Her eyes shifted towards the wood as someone was watching from there.

“Savannah,”

“Yeah,”

“Are you lost in Jerry’s thought?”

“No, I think I saw someone?”

“Who, Jerry?” Jenny laughed,

Savannah entered her room, as she could still see the woods through her glass patio doors.

“Shut up,”

She placed the phone on the table, wrapped her hair in a messy bun, and took off her shirt and skirt.

“What are you doing? Being naked in front of me would not help you.” Jenny teased.

“Going for a quick shower.” Savannah rolled her eyes.

“Ok,”

Savannah’s eyes shifted as they reminded her to close the curtains.

“Shit,”

“What happened?”

“I forgot to close the curtains.” She consciously ran.

“Well, who is going to see you from the woods? An apeman?” Jenny laughed.

“I don’t know. It’s just I am conscious enough not to roam around in bra and panty.”

“Yeah, well, I have to rush. Talk to you later.”

She hung up the phone and entered the bathroom. After spending a long time in her new shower, she was all set to sleep in her cozy bed.

She wrapped herself in her unicorn towel and walked out. A shock crossed her face for a second, looking at the patio door.

It was slightly open,

“I closed it, didn’t I?” she shook her head and closed it again.

She changed her clothes and snuggled into her bed, closed the light, and sent a goodnight message to her aunt.

While she was sleeping, someone was watching her through the woods. Her first encounter made him curious enough to come and check on this girl. He waited a long time, watching her decorating her room, dancing to her favorite songs. And there she took off her clothes; a sudden urge claimed inside him, but because of the distance, he could not get a clear vision of her body, and before his nostrils hit her fragrance, she closed the patio door and covered it with a curtain.

A snarl came out of his chest. He looked around and checked the perimeter and jumped into her patio.

He could hear the water sound from the bathroom; she was enjoying her shower while his eager soul searched her clothes.

He sniffed her T-shirt deeply, trying to see something that could hint to him about her, but she was merely a human to him.

The shower stopped, and willy-nilly, he jumped out of the patio, leaving the door open behind his back.

He saw her confused, looking at the open door, and left when she closed the light.

He reached his apartment and opened his patio door to enter the house. A strong smell covered his nose, and he clutched someone on the left side of the door.

“Didn’t I tell you I don’t like to play hide and seek?” he snarled.

The lady whose neck was still handling his pressure smiled; she snapped her index and thumb, making his strong arm move immediately.

“And I told you, your so-called superpower will not work on me,” she winked and waved her hand toward the room, and every candle lit up.

He rolled his eyes and took off his T-shirt.

“Where were you?”

“Went for a run,” he smirked.

She came closer to him, trailing her long nails on his chiseled chest, “It seems a tiring run,”

“It was,” he smoked.

“Looking for a mate or she-wolf?” She winked.

He clutched her hair and pulled her neck up. “Lycans don’t do, mate; we fuck hard,”

She smirked in pain, shooting at the back of her neck and head.

“What about a hot sex night with this witch?”

“Can she sustain a Lycan?”

“I think so,” he smirked, and bit her lips hard.

“You are going to regret this,” he murmured in her mouth.

“Oh! I want to regret it.” She husked back.

He picked her up, and she wrapped her feet around his waist; pulling his head back, she bit on his neck.

He dashed her against the wall as the effect of the painting fell to the ground. He ripped her top, exposing her push-up bra, giving him an uncontrollable lust to fill in his eyes and nibble her swells.

He slid his hand on the back and opened those traitor hooks that acted as a barrier.

With one flick, he opened her and set her free from her clothes.

He claimed her lips again, tasting every bit of her sweet mouth; he bit her lower lip, which turned into a moan when his hands pinched her pebbles into his index and thumb.

He was hard, and she could feel how eagerly he wanted to poke underneath her pants.

She placed her hand on his broad shoulder and pushed him a bit.

“What?”

“Stop,”

“I thought this witch desired more than that,”

She licked his lips and said, “I desire everything,”

“But before I have to show you the heaven,”