Her Wolf

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Chapter 3

I woke up to the sound of glass breaking.

Automatically my mind went to the wolf.

“Sigh, please let it be a glass and nothing else”.

I got out of bed and opened my door a crack to see what was going on.

There was a person in black struggling with the wolf.

The person was holding onto a bleeding arm and they had a knife in the other.

I rushed out of my room grabbing the first thing I saw close.

A vase.

I took it and swung it with all my strength hitting the intruder in his head, twice.

He dropped like a rock.

“I hope he’s not dead”.

I knelt down and felt for a pulse.

He was still breathing.

I hurried over to the phone to call the police and Frank, but then I remembered the wolf.

Can’t call the police.

“Hello”.

Frank, it’s me.

“Are you okay”?

No, somebody broke into my house.

I’m on my way now, do not call the police.

I figured you would say that so I didn’t.

Where’s the person now?

On the floor unconscious in my living room. I hit him over the head.

What about the wolf?

He has a cut from what I can see and it’s bad he’s going to need stitches, I said moving the quilt I had pressed to the cut to examine it.

She was so focused on the wolf that she didn’t notice someone else was creeping up behind her.

“Are you sure there’s no one else in the house besides you three, asked Frank”?

There was a long pause on Alisa’s end and then Frank heard a gunshot.

“Damn it”! I'm on my way.

God, I hope I’m not too late.

I was talking to Frank when I noticed Sam’s whole body tense up at whatever or whoever it was behind me.

I knew then and that we weren’t alone.

It wasn’t completely dark because of the light from the television but the living room was dark enough that she could use it to search around on the floor in front of her for something to use as a weapon.

Her fingers bumped into what felt like a piece of glass, she wasn’t sure but she didn’t care either way.

She waited until she believed the person was close enough and lunged from her crouch position and swiped at the person, who in turn fired the gun at her.

The intruder yelled dropping the gun holding onto his arm.

“You bitch”!

He lunged at her and she quickly scrambled backward trying to get him as far as possible from the injured wolf as possible.

She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw the wolf creeping up behind him before going for the back of the man’s foot and biting down taking him down.

Frank busted through the door, shotgun in hand.

He aimed the gun at the man who froze staring at the gun pointed at him.

Take another step and I’ll start blowing parts off, said Frank.

He stepped into the house closing the door behind him.

"Get on the ground".

I left him to take care of the two men so I could tend to Sam.

She turned on the light in the living room and found a hurt, naked man on her sofa, making her back up a little.

“That...that’s not a wolf”! “Oh my god”.

Alisa kept telling herself to breathe.

"What’s wrong, asked Frank finishing tie up the men"?

Frank was coming towards her when he stopped seeing the naked man.

I can explain, said Frank calmly.

I’m losing it...I’m losing, she said frantically.

A wolf is supposed to be laying here, I’m seeing a naked man.

“Alisa, Alisa!"

“Look at me, he said holding my face. You look like you're about to have a panic attack.

“I know this is a lot to take in right now but I need you to stay focus for me right now”. Your ear is bleeding.

I reached up and touched it, my hand came back bloody.

"Where do you keep your medical kit"?

Over there in that drawer, I pointed.

You’re not losing it, said Franking pouring some of the antiseptics over the cut on the man’s back, making him release a curse.

It’s smaller than it was in the beginning, I said drawing closer.

Our kind tends to heal that way.

Wait, hold up you said, “our” kind.

Yes, I did, this man is a Shifter and so am I.

I got up and went into the kitchen.

Let me have a look at that ear when you come back.


She took that a lot better than I expected, said Sam sitting up.

How do you feel, asked Frank?

I’ll live.

Alisa poured herself a glass of scotch, downing it in one go.

She was on her second when Frank came in with the naked man who had the quilt wrapped around his waist.

You should slow down on those, said Frank motioning to the glass in my hand.

He took the glass from me and gently turned my face and started to clean the cut on my ear.

"What am I going to do about the two men in my living room"?

I’ll take care of them, but you can’t stay here.

“What are they”?

"What makes you think they’re not human, he asked curiously"?

The one I stabbed, I think his face morphed... into something, I said shuddering at the image in my head. It was only for a second but I saw it.

Frank started pacing. Pack some stuff, you can’t stay here.

I figured that much, but where will I go and what about my cat?

Already taken care of and you’re coming with us.

But, no buts get moving.


“You didn’t tell her I would be staying with her, why”?

I know Alisa.

If she did she would have put up a bigger fight.

She doesn’t like depending on other people and she keeps to herself most of the time.

I noticed that, said Sam.

I promised her aunt I’d watch over and she’s really a good kid.

She’s going to be pissed said, Sam.

For a while, but she’ll get over it.

Let’s go, said Alisa brushing pass them both.

Um, exactly where will I be staying, asked Alisa from the backseat?

At a private Cabin that me and Marie vacation at from time to time.

One other thing.

Samuel will be staying with you.


"What"?

I swear I felt my stomach drop.

Sarah would be in heaven if she was in my position.

Alone with a handsome man in the middle of nowhere. Me on the other hand, I’m about to sweat bullets any minute now.

When we showed up I stepped out looking at the place before looking back at Frank.

"You’re not coming in, asked Alisa coming around the other side of the truck"?

Let me, said Sam taking my bag from me.

Thank you, I said looking up at the man for the first time.

No, I have to take these guys.

To where?

To a place, they can be properly locked up, besides you have Samuel to protect you.

Hang tight you two.

I watched him go before squaring my shoulders and making my way up the steps.

No sense stalling.


Being close to Samuel was nerve racking.

One, he wasn’t a wolf anymore, two I spilled my guts to him about my personal life and three he was a man.

Samuel watched Alisa scurry upstairs away from him.

He didn’t smell or sense any fear from her but she was anxious, skittish and interestingly enough slightly aroused.

From what he learned about her as a wolf, she was intelligent, funny and caring.

She had the qualities most men or Shifters wanted in a mate but something was making her adamant about being alone.

He didn’t know exactly what it was but he was more than willing to try and find out for a couple of days here.

The bath is free if you want... she trailed off awkwardly.

Thanks. I think I will have one.

Samuel came out of the shower and found Alisa stretched out on the couch looking at the television. She noticed him and sat up.

Hey.

Can’t sleep?

I guess so, she said running her hand through her hair.

You know, Alisa you don’t have to be nervous around me.

He sat next to her and pulled her feet into his lap and started to massage them. I’m the same wolf you knew before all this. The same wolf you patted on the head, rubbed on the stomach and cuddled in your lap and talked to about your problems.

She looked away from him to look at the television.

Sorry, she said blushing.

For what, I enjoyed those days, said Samuel. His eyes glowed a bright yellow for a second and then went back to normal.

I know you don’t know anything about me and we didn’t really meet under the best circumstances but I would like for us to get to know each other better. Not just socially but maybe even intimately as well.

Her heart sped up.

But, I’m human.

I know.

“Doesn’t that bother you”?

No.

"And you"?

Does me shifting into a wolf bother you?

Shocked would be the better word. But honestly, no.

I mean, I don’t have a problem with you being a wolf or us getting to know each other. As for the other part, I can’t do that, not because you’re not human I said quickly. It’s just that I’m not comfortable with letting other people see me naked and...

Great, I’m babbling.

Be quiet if you’re going to start babbling. Leave her be, she’s just nervous. I don’t care it’s annoying“.

"Alisa"?

Yes.

“Are you okay, you had this far away look on your face”?

I’m fine, I said turning away blinking my eyes.

No, you’re not, you look like you were about to cry.

He let go of my feet to pull me closer to him. I was leaning on his shoulder with his arms around me.

I know that look said, Samuel.

I turned my face into his chest.

Do you want to talk about it?

Not really.

What was it about?

My mother.

...It was something she told me when I was younger.

When I’m nervous I sometimes babble a little, most people don’t notice it. It was a lot worst when I was younger and my mother hated it.

Let’s just say she was really expressive about it.

My mother can be a really mean person, I said sadly.

Was she always like that?

For as long as I can remember.

She got worse and worse the older I got.

What about your father?

He doesn’t say anything, just lets my mother do whatever she wants.

The only person who never criticized me was my aunt.

Where is she now?

I watched her pour herself a glass of the rum on the counter.

She died two years ago.

Cancer.

I’m sorry.

It’s okay, she said waving away my apology.

You know she was my only anchor, and I feel like I’ve let her down.

I think the only reason my mother treated me the way she did is because my aunt and I had such a close relationship.

I remember I came home from school one day and everything was packed up.

My parents told me we were moving.

I was about fourteen at the time. I asked where my aunt was. My father didn’t answer but my mother did. She said that she was sick and she needed professional help.

At the time I had this sick feeling that something wrong was happening, but there wasn’t anything I could do.

Sigh, so I started secretly looking for her. It took me a year and a half to find her.

We wrote letters to each other back and forth until I turned eighteen.

That’s when I broke the news to my parents that I was moving out and going to live with my aunt.

My mother stopped speaking to me from that day.

I took care of my aunt until the day she passed away.

That’s a lot of responsibility for someone so young, said Samuel.

That’s what Frank’s wife kept saying.

I didn’t mind though, I loved her and I believed I owed her that much and so much more.

I came and sat back down next to Samuel. The two glasses of rum were now starting to kick in and I was starting to feel numb and tired.

Usually, I didn’t drink but I guess the stress was finally getting to me.

Samuel?

Yes.

I’m sorry for naming you, I said with a smile.

You can call me whatever you want, he said kissing me on the forehead.

Wanna hear a joke?

Shoot.

I use to wish you were human. I even use to imagine what you’d look like.

I’ll tell you this, you...are way hotter than I imagined you would be, slurred Alisa.

Those were the last words she said before she nodded off to sleep.


I watched her drift off to sleep before picking her up to carry her to bed.

All the while he was carrying her up he kept thinking about the things she told him and all that emotional abuse she suffered through.

Carrying all that pain and guilt inside.

It’s amazing how someone so sweet can come from people that disgraceful.

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