As I'm annoyed by most of the "he shifted, but I wasn't scared, I trusted him", I wrote a more realistic human POV.
JamesHer fists clenched tightly at her sides. She slumped in her seat again and was silent for some time. These sentences that came from her mouth hurt like a knife stabbed in my heart over and over again. My wolf whimpered inside. Did I just mess it all up? Didn’t we make amazing progress? We even mated! Was this a mistake? Should I have shown her my wolf later? But she had to know because with my wolf there came so many other things. I still had to explain a mate bond, packs, Alphas, Betas, Moon Goddess, etc.- Ahh!!She took in a sharp breath and looked at me with open mouth and wide eyes.- Does that mean... that... your mom and dad…and sisters?! Are they werewolves as well?!?!She asked in horror.- Yes, they are.I confirmed with a nod of my head. An apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I was being sarcastic in my thoughts. I guess it was some kind of self-defense mechanism.- Oh my God!She took another sharp breath through her mouth. Then she started to whine.- Oh no, no, n
LailaI stare at my phone as it rings and vibrates in my palm while my stomach turns into nervous knots. The caller ID is no other than Clair Montgomery. I've dreaded to have this conversation as in the back of my mind I knew she would call me sooner or later. Work-related or otherwise. I have to pick up her call. I know I do. It's just that...- Hello, Mrs. Montgomery! How are you?I say with a small smile and light voice. She is still my client. I just have to stick to professionalism.- My dear, Laila, I'm happy to hear your sweet voice. I'm okay, thank you for asking.She replies sweetly.- So how is the project going? Is everything still to your liking?I try to control the conversation.- Yes, yes, dear, everything is good. But I would like to ask you to visit me.Clair replies and requests.- Why? Has something happened? Are there any issues with the constructors or something?I ask hastily. Have they been sluggish? Sometimes hiring good and responsible constructors was an issu
- Good morning! How are you, Clair?I said the moment she came into my view. I know I sounded a bit out of breath but I tried to ignore it hoping she would too.- I’m good, thank you. How are you, my dear Laila?She replied with a bright smile and stood up from the sofa.- Fine. I’m fine.I breathed out as I stopped in front of her. I wasn’t here to talk about myself. I was a mess. She looked into my eyes for a long moment as if trying to read into my heart and soul. I didn't feel comfortable at all. Then she pulled me in for a hug taking me by surprise. I put my hands on her to steady myself. Then she pulled me away holding her hands on my shoulders.- It is really good to see you, Laila.She said but her tone of voice suggested as if she wanted to say something else.- Come, sit dear!She sat and patted the sofa next to her. I obediently sat down.- Would you like some tea or snacks?She offered. I wanted to decline but as I was inwardly shaking from the brief encounter with James,
James Pain. Tearing, torturing, stabbing ripples of pain. I couldn't breathe. A black, dark heaviness prevailed in my chest. Ripple after ripple, after ripple pain consumed me. Not shattering me at once and maybe making me stay put. No, torturing me slowly. It felt like a glass that had cut a hole in my heart and stuck. Slowly but surely blood was pouring out and so was my life force, energy, joy, hopes, and dreams... It all was just leaving me. I became more numb and empty with every hour of my life that ticked by. And that piece of glass created pain with every movement, every breath I took. It scraped and itched my heart, but I could do nothing to change the pain, reduce it, or replace it. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep. I felt anxious and antsy. Even training or attending regular work duties didn't make sense to me anymore. Laila was not with me. She saw my wolf, she learned who I really am, but refused me. She rejected me. And that hurt so badly. Fine, she didn't reject me of
James Laila opened the doors wide for me to step in. Now she was chewing the left inner corner of her mouth. Ah, getting nervous, ain't you? I could make you reeaally nervous. I smirked inwardly as I questioned shall I take off the shirt now or wait five more minutes? I took two long strides into her apartment before I heard: - Shoes! She exclaimed loudly. I stopped and turned to her. She closed the doors. - Please take off your shoes here. She said and pointed to a small shoe rack next to the doors. - Sure. I obediently took them off and put them neatly on the rack. If that's what my girl wants, no problem. Afterward, I straight went to the sofa and slumped on it. I love that her apartment smells only as her amazing scent. I breathed in with delight. I looked over her apartment, nothing had changed since I was here last time. I saw the book my mom gave her was lying on the coffee table. Maybe she was reading it before I came. I looked at her and saw that she was just standing c
LailaI pushed my laptop away frustrated. It was the fifth time I tried to get something done but fazed away as I thought of everything that happened at Montgomery's house. All those dialogues with James and his mother were repeating in my head. I desperately tried to shift my focus, but I couldn't. F*ck it! I can't work now.I took the werewolf book that lay on my coffee table. If honest, I was so curious about what I would read and find out in it. This book was like a magical box. I felt like a kid. Only now magic was true. So I sat down on the sofa and started to read it page by page. At some point I got hungry, so I ate a late lunch while still reading it. It was very interesting to find out different details about their lifestyle.I was so deep into it that I jumped when the doorbell rang. I looked at the doors with a frown. Who was visiting me? James said he would, but that was a few hours ago. He wouldn't straight come here, would he? No. Maybe some neighbor? I slowly approache
Laila Though reading the book was very interesting and exciting, I started to feel sleepy after a few hours. I checked the phone and it showed 11 p.m. already. I wanted to go and brush my teeth and crush the bed. But how could I, if James was still here? I contemplated what to do for several minutes. F it! I'm going. This is my house. I stepped into the living room and saw him lying on the sofa. One arm was dropped over his eyes while the other was resting on his chest with his phone in it. Part of his legs were outside on the ground as he was too big for my small sofa. He was still lightly snoring. I went to the bathroom. I brushed and washed and was ready to go to bed. I did wash all my intimate parts. Was I getting ready for something? I don't know. I shouldn't. But just in case. James probably will snore on the sofa all night long. Yeah, whatever. I exited the bathroom expecting to see James still sleeping. Surprise washed over me as I saw him sitting with his head resting on his
James I woke up with a happy smile, and the first thing I see is my beautiful mate lying next to me. Despite all her cold and distant behavior yesterday that was crushing me and my hopes to the dust, she did want me. Oh, and I had her! I mated her like a wild animal for several hours. I hope I didn't hurt her. After months and weeks of denying my natural pull to her, I lost myself in her. I wanted her in every possible position because I loved to see her body from different angles. Her body was perfect and slim with glowing skin. At least it was like that in my eyes. And I had to have her all over the house. I guess, it was partly my wolf, as we needed to mark all her place as our territory. Laila was lost in her thoughts facing ceilings while I observed her profile. Her lips were swollen red. My rough kissing had brussed them. But that red color and thickness of lips were so enticing. I want to kiss them more. I greeted her and she responded to me with that once over making me hard
- 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 "