JamesLaila hummed while thinking about the translation.- So basically it is about that the sun comes in the yard where the house is being built with needles and.. Oh, shoo! I don't know this word.She fastly typed something on her phone. She looked at me after a moment.- Scythe?She asked. I looked at her with a blank expression.- Is that the correct pronunciation?She asked more.- Yes.I confirmed with a nod.- So, yes the house and roof were built with the help of needles and a scythe. But I think this has a symbolic meaning, but unfortunately, I don't know what exactly that could be.I nodded and hummed in response. Interesting... Her phone started to ring. Was someone calling her?- Ah, so the time is up.She said. Ok, just her timer went off.- Great. Let's eat!She stood up and went to the oven to pull out the food. I chose to remain in my place. It's not like I could help her with advice or something.- Okay, here everything looks soft enough.She said out loud after exami
JamesI didn't understand a single thing while she talked in her mother tongue. It frustrated me to no end. There was something buzzing in me and I wanted her attention. So I started to whistle and move my butt in the rhythm of the tune. My ass is great, maybe that will get her attention. I hope it did work. I tried to quickly wash the dishes so I got a chance to talk to her sister. Maybe getting closer to her family and friends would help me to win her over. It was a fat chance but still worth trying. When that didn't work though and her sister brushed me off in two sentences, I got upset. On the other hand having Laila's face next to mine so close made me want to lean to her shoulder, breathe in deeply her lovely smell, put feather-like kisses on her shoulder and see how goosebumps appeared on it and then sink my teeth in it deeply to claim her as mine. But instead, I just rubbed my cheek against her soft one and enjoyed the tingles that spread over it from the mate bond. She was an
JamesDid she not believe I would visit her country?- I will definitely visit your country soon. Hopefully together with you.I replied with confidence. She frowned briefly.- Okay.She replied with a slight disbelief. She looked at me with that blank expression that I couldn't read. What the h*ll was it? What was going on in her head and heart? While I tried to guess moments passed until Laila yawned.- Okay, so it's getting late.She said and rubbed her face with her palms. Suddenly she looked tired.- Yes, it's time to get naked and sleep like a log.I supplied to cheer her up.- What?She asked with a frown.- What?I asked back feigning ignorance.- No!She protested.- No what?Now I pretended to be confused.- I told you already, you can't sleep naked here!She protested in a raised voice. Aha, so something like that can get a reaction out of her. I smiled brightly.- Okay, as I said: just for you, I will be sleeping in my spanx.I said and wiggled my eyebrows suggestively.-
LailaBut that is the least I need right now. Some stupid, hasty and emotional decisions. My thoughts though took a u-turn and returned to spinning and turning around him and what I wanted from him. I looked at the clock. It's been already an hour since I'm twisting and turning without sleep in my eyes and mind. As I lay on my back and saw how my thoughts kept on spinning in circles, I noticed I felt thirsty. Maybe I could go and drink a glass of water. That meant to sneak by him. I thought about how it would look. I got conscious of my clothing. I never wore pajamas. It felt weird to be covered with trousers and long sleeves. So, usually, my "pajama" consisted of a loose T-shirt that would barely cover my ass.Would he wake up if the floorboard would squeak while I passed by him? If yes, would he do something as he was seeing me barely dressed? Like rasping out: "What are you doing?". I would squeak out: "Sorry, I felt thirsty. I'm going to drink some water.".I would paddle over the
Laila The bell dings as I push the brown door open. The warm heat from inside with a loud noise of chattering hits me in the face like a wave as I step inside the place. There is a nice background song as well. I like the music the song has. If there is one judgmental thing I do, it is to judge any place by its music. If I don't like the music set in the background, I'm not going to enjoy the place either. And that's how important good music is to me. I softly smile as I pass my look over the place and the people inside. I have a good feeling about this. I find an empty spot at the closest table and plop down with a soft "hello" to the people sitting around it. Everyone picks up their heads and I get different responses: smiles, hello, hey and hi. I'm a bit late, so I can see that everyone has started to work already. I found this interesting place called "Upstairs Circus" that has social events once a week about different themes and different workshops. It's a DIY workshop meets b
Laila My stomach made a somersault when James waltzed inside the bar with that amazing smile he perfectly knows how to wear. I felt way too big a mix of emotions at the same second - shocked, happy, longing, as if I missed him, excited, disappointed and regretful on top of it. Such a roller coaster of emotions made me nauseous. I didn't have time to dwell on them and unravel them one by one to be truthful about where my feelings stood. For a moment, he picked up his head and glanced around the room. Something shifted in his body. He seemed... I cocked my head. Uncomfortable? He looked back at me but there was nervousness in his demeanor. I looked around the bar. And now I saw that almost all the women here were looking at James. As such a fine specimen and one of the rare guys in the room, he attracted a lot of attention. And of course, most of the females licked him with their eyes. I looked back at him. Well, Mr., if you came here without me inviting you, then you get some punishm
Laila James stares into my eyes so deeply that I feel like he wants to hypnotize me. This could be true as I assume he wants to hear a 'yes' from me. - You are right. You are totally rushing things. I agree with the first statement. The left corner of his mouth picks up in a crooked smile as he picks up his right hand and rubs the back of his neck. - I just tried my luck. Had to. He shrugs. In my mind, I question whether he truly wants a girlfriend. And me as that role? Is it because he hasn't had one for years? Could I be a trophy girlfriend? No. I'm not famous, I'm not as pretty as supermodels and I'm not super-rich. Yeah, no. A trophy girlfriend just because he got me after all the hunting? Hmm, that sounds hard to believe. - Time will show where this is going. I state seriously. Though I just thought about it as well, I'm not saying it out loud. If honestly, I have imagined him as my boyfriend a few times, including what it would feel like to be his girlfriend. I haven't adm
LailaSmall tree barks crack under my boot as I step through the forest bed. Brisk air slightly bites my cheeks and throat as I'm breathing through my mouth. We had been walking through the woods up the hill for more than an hour. As it is quite steep, I started to breathe heavily. I'm totally out of shape. I haven’t had such a hike in the last five years.The weather is quite cold and the forest humidity adds to it as the cold goes through my clothes to my bones. On the other hand, James is dressed only in a light hoody. I have a waterproof skiing jacket but the fast pace to catch up with James' long strides is the only thing that keeps me warm.We have walked deep inside as the canopy above our heads has become thicker and the forest feels darker. I look around to enjoy nature. I love to walk in nature, in forests. That's what me and my sister did all our childhood as our house was in the middle of a forest. To be more precise, in the middle of the National Park. That house was a he
- I could say something nice to most of the people in this room.She retorted back at him equally dissatisfied but still defiant.- Go ahead then!Lucas encouraged her with a hand gesture but slight mockery in his tone. There was a moment of silence from Laila while everyone looked expectantly at her. I was wondering will she back out of the challenge. Then she twisted her body over mine to see Alpha.- I think it is very nice of you to try to be more approachable to your pack members as you join the meals now and hang out with us here. I've heard many good things about that in the halls and the kitchen, wolves are truly happy about it.Laila said very sincerely to Alpha who nodded at her after the compliment. Then she turned to Fay and Lucas.- Fay, thank you for trying so hard to look after me when James is not in the house. I see you as my sweet little sister. I feel that your personality is still a bud, so I hope you will allow yourself to bloom into a beautiful flower and be who
JamesI entered the packhouse and my nose steered me towards the lounge area where my mate's scent came the strongest. As I approached I could already feel her through the bond and my heart squeezed in longing. I pushed through the doors and my focus was only on her. I was genuinely happy to see her as a bright smile shone on my face on its own accord, and my joy increased as Laila's features softened and a bright smile bloomed on her face, meaning she was happy to see me too. I plopped next to her not very satisfied that she was sitting on the same sofa as our unmated Alpha but I didn't make a fuss about it now. Instead, I pulled my mate closer and inhaled her fresh smell deeply until I felt dizzy. I sighed happily and pecked her lips, seeing her eyes shining at me.- Speaking of the devil...I heard Lucas mumble under his breath.- Am I the devil?I asked him back to which he grinned.- Are you gossiping about me?I asked the obvious.- He was prying into our relationship.Laila poin
Laila - Do you like it here? Kate interrupted my train of questions as I studied Fay. - “Here” as in this living room with your group, as in your werewolf community, or as in this city or country? I asked back for clarification. - As in our pack, in this packhouse. She specified. - Well, it feels like I am back in the dorms. It’s okay. I said as I saw that Kate still had questions on her face. - I guess I prefer to live in my place that is separated from everyone. It helps me to recharge and rest better. But it’s ok. I understand the reasons why James chose to put us here, so… What can I do? I’m just a guest here. I explained. - Is that how you feel? Kate asked surprised. - Yes? Was it a different reply than you expected? I chuckled nervously. I can say it again, I hate being fake but seems that people here can't take my honest replies sometimes. - Well, I guess I hoped you would say that you feel great here. Kate said sadly. - Sorry to disappoint. I said quietly. -
LailaSo this was my new life's routine. I ate meals together with the pack members, worked till evening, and then tagged along with Fay, as she came to collect me on days when James was not coming home early, which was almost every day. Most of the time I was silent and just observed and listened to others talking about pack life, their training, and some news as to who improved in sparring or who met his or her mate. Lucas and Kate usually tried to pull me into the conversations but depending on the topic it flowed or it died down.I wasn't used to being nonstop crowded and interacting with so many people all the time, and I could feel it started to strain me. The more tired I got from social interactions, the less I talked, and my answers became more clipped.As we entered the lounge room I rushed to sit in the corner next to Lucas. I was tired of always sitting next to the brooding Ayden. Fay followed me and sat next to me, pressing against my thigh as she didn't want to touch Luc
Laila - So, Laila, what do you do in your free time? Lucas changed the subject drastically, and I was grateful to him for it. I looked at Fay as we smiled, knowing we had this conversation before. On weird but perfect synchronicity, I and Fay said: - Picks fungus. - Play piano. That made Lucas turn to Fay with a frown: - Picks fungus? While at the exact same moment, Ayden turned to me and asked with a frown: - Play piano? And at the end, Fay turned her face away from Lucas to me with a surprised face: - You play piano? The perfect timing of talking made most of the people, sorry, werewolves chuckle, including me. - Wait, start with the fungus. Lucas demanded with a nod of his chin towards me. - It's nothing. In my country, we have a lot of forests, so when late summer slash autumn comes many people go and pick mushrooms. I grew up in the middle of the forest, and as mom still lives there, we do it every year. I said with a shrug. - We know all the best spots for the ch
Laila It was Wednesday evening and I was still typing on my laptop trying to finish the last things so I could wrap up for the day in half an hour or so. I knew James would be gone till late at night on another secret mission of his. I didn't know what I would do later but I didn't want to work extra just because I didn't have a plan for the evening yet. A soft knock surprised me as I looked at the doors. Who was visiting me? Did someone need something from me? It wasn't dinner time yet for Kate to come... - Come in! I shouted from the sofa hoping I left the door open. I saw the door handler bend but the doors didn't open. - Shoo! I cursed and put the laptop on the sofa while hurrying to the door. As I opened it I was surprised to see Fay standing there. - Hey! What a surprise! I said as she waved at me with a soft "Hi!". - Sorry about that! I was working and too lazy to open the door, so I hoped I left them open, but no. Sorry. I rushed to explain to her as she smiled at me
After some time, I felt his fingers opening my folds and his tongue slipped in my v*gina, making me inwardly frown. I felt his tongue coming in and out several times until I propped my body on my elbows and pulled my hips slightly sideways so he couldn't get access. - What are you doing? I asked confused but curious. - I'm tongue f*cking you! What? I saw his white teeth grinning at me as the light from the window hit him. I frowned again. - That's gross. Why would you do that? I asked, concerned. - Gross? No. You are sweet as honey, and I want to pleasure you in any way possible. He replied smiling while brushing his fingers over the erogenous zones on my thighs, making tingling sensations and distracting me. - Well, your tongue is too small and short for me to feel any proper sensation, and as I don't feel comfortable when you just did it, so can you not? When you lick my cl.it is all amazing, I love it. I tried to convince him there was no need for strange experiments. Good
Laila I was asleep until I felt the bed dip and strong arms pulled me by my waist towards a hot and rockhard chest. I sighed inwardly and relaxed. I was relieved that James was here. It wasn't easy to fall asleep on my own in this new room in the strange packhouse. After spending some hours in the library reading random book covers and indulging in a few of them, I came back to the room. I was restless, so I decided to do what I should have done a long time ago. I called my sister and told her about the new circumstances I was living in and how overprotective of my safety James was. She screamed excitedly when I confessed I was together with James. Though she was worried about me living in a close-knit community thinking I got myself involved in some kind of sect. How else could I explain the circumstances? I couldn't tell her about werewolves or the packhouse. I skipped the part about me living with James' family for two weeks because I didn't have a normal reason why I moved again.
Laila - So Alphas are the blue blood of werewolf packs, yes? I asked, changing the subject. - Blue bloods? He questioned the terms I was using. - Yeah, like the royals and kings that used to rule. The title was always passed down to the eldest son or the next one by age if the need arose, and sometimes to the daughter, if she was the only child. It's not even a question of whether the person's slash werewolf's personality or character is suitable to rule, to be the leader. It's just a birthright. I question the system again. - Yes, it is like but for us it is due to genetic abilities. Unfortunately, you are right, because there are some shitty Alphas who are everything but good leaders. Ayden supplied his answer seriously. - So, I should call you 'Your Majesty', huh? I teased him a little bit to lighten the mood. - No. He cuts me off with a dark look. My face softens and a wicked smile blooms at the left corner of my mouth. There is just something when a werewolf tells me "