Chapter 2: The Itch

I was sitting on the couch watching the news when there was a knock at my door. Who the hell is coming to my place? I thought to myself. I looked into the peep hole and it was Peter. What the fuck, how did he even know where I lived? It was a day away from the full moon and I knew I was going nuts and I was only part were, he must have been going crazy inside. I opened the door.

"Hey," I looked at him, he smiled at me.

"Hi, I wanted to talk to you about something." How did he know where I lived?

"Come in." I opened the door wider and stood behind it when he walked in, looking down at myself I was wearing my pajamas which was a flimsy light pink satin camisole and matching shorts. Peter was pacing slightly behind me like a caged animal as I closed the door. "Stop pacing." I told him as I walked into the kitchen and pulled down a bottle of rum that I had brought with me. I knew I needed a shot, so he would need one too. "Want a pull?" I asked.

"Sure." He walked up to the island that was a multi-purpose bar. I handed him the shot and he took it down quickly. He stared at me for a few minutes and finally said, "What are you?"

I looked at him, "What do you mean what am I? I am a girl."

"No, you aren't. You're more than just a girl." I could feel the rolls of energy coming off of him, I seriously felt like I was a bitch in heat. I wanted to jump over the island and fuck his brains out. I was going to take another shot but instead I just took a drink out of the bottle. "What are you?" He repeated himself.

"You already know what I am Peter. Well partially." I looked down at the floor for a second before looking back up at him.

"So you are a werewolf but what else are you?" He questioned me.

I nodded, "I am also upyr."

"How can that be?"

"My parents fell in love, got married, had sex and then I was born 9 months later." I looked at him. Isn't that how it was supposed to happen?

I could see him smelling the air, his nostrils flared slightly. "You smell so good. Like the earth." He walked around the counter coming closer to me. I could hear a guttural growl coming from within him. It was like a calling to me. My breathing picked up and I froze and watched him. He smelt so good, was something I couldn't explain, he smelt like the earth just after it rains, like the ocean, he smelt like home. Peter stepped closer to me closing in the small gap that was left and ran his hand over the flimsy satin material that was covering my body. He was so close to me I could barely contain myself. My skin was on fire where he had touched me. I looked at him and his blue eyes were full of lust and need. I grabbed ahold of his jacket and pulled him closer to me so we were face to face. He grabbed the back of my head roughly and kissed me. His tongue took possession of my mouth and mingled with mine. He tasted so good. I shoved him against the fridge roughly and started to rip off his clothes, I pulled off his shirt and peered at his body he was slightly muscled and a g was tattooed on the left side of his rib cage. I touched it. He grew impatient and turned to pushed me up against the wall; he literally ripped my cami off my body. I stood here exposed to him…nipped at my collar bone as his hands explored my chest, followed by his mouth, he latched on to one of my nipples and sucked and nibbled on it until I nearly came. I grabbed ahold of his jeans, undid the button, unzipped the zipper and they fell to the floor at his feet. I rubbed my hand over this cock that was bulging against the fabric of his boxers. I ripped the stupid plaid boxers off of him while he moved on to my other breast and his hand moved down between my legs. His touch burned deliciously. I ran my hand the length of his hard penis, I started to stroke it gently and then harder. He suddenly stopped what he was doing and pulled down my shorts and panties. He shoved me harder against the wall and then picked me up. I could feel his penis teasing the folds of my pussy. I was going nuts.

"Fuck me," I growled. He obeyed as I wrapped my legs around him and he shoved his hard cock into me. He filled me up, matched his rhythm using the wall as leverage to push him further into me. I felt an orgasm building up within me. He kept fucking faster and harder; it hurt but it was so good. I finally screamed out, "Peter!" As I shattered into a thousand little pieces. Shortly after he came too spilling his seed inside of me.

"What did you say?" He said but his voice wasn't the same. "Why did you say Peter's name?" When I pulled away it was Roman…I was so confused.

"What is going on?" I looked at Roman who was now a wolf growling at me. He threatened to pounce just as I woke up.

"What the fuck!" I sat up, I had fallen asleep on the couch. I had, had sex dreams before but none were ever that vivid. I got up and looked at the clock it was 4 in the morning. I decided to take a cold shower and stay up for the day. I did not need to have another dream like that. I knew it was because it would be a full moon that night.

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School was bound to be excruciating, it was hard enough to fight off the coming effects of the full moon but it was ever worse now that I had Peter around. I was walking through the hall, trying to center myself. When someone grabbed my arm, I whipped around it was Roman.

"Shit, I have been saying your name all the way down the hall, where you even listening or are you choosing to ignore me?" He questioned me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well last night." I turned back to walking and he took it in stride with me.

"You look like it too." He tried to tease but it didn't work. I was too anxious and high strung to be deal with the jesting. I turned and gave him a dirty look, "Whoa, chill. I was only joking. You look nice." He tugged lightly on my pony tail and gave me a smile.

"Sorry, I'm just on edge today especially after not sleeping well." I took a deep breath and stopped at our classroom. "Thank you by the way."

Roman looked at me just before we walked in, "For what?"

"For making me feel better, Roman. I really appreciate it." I touched his hand as he walked into the room.

He took my hand into his and smiled at me, "You're welcome." And he kissed my fingertips. I tingle ran from the tips of my fingers where he kissed to my chest. I tried to pull my hand back but he wouldn't let me. He just smiled at me as we walked through the doors.

"Alright today class will be finishing Hamlet, our readers today will be Arenda for Ophelia, Roman for Hamlet…" He trailed off into the rest of the characters. Roman looked over at me and smiled slyly.

"Ophelia dies you know." I looked back at him. "She kills herself because of Hamlet. It's a horrible tragedy." I felt for Ophelia but she really did take the coward's way out, she never thought of how her death would affect the world around her.

"Oh I know." He smiled and turned back to read his part. Class when by without a hitch we read our parts, Ophelia died and life went on. Roman walked me to chemistry, Stacy and Danica passed us with giggles. "I'll fulfill my part as long as she fulfills hers. I'll see you at lunch." He squeezed my hand as I walked into the classroom. I had forgotten about lunch. I knew that Peter would be there. After the dream I had about him last night I didn't know how I would react when I saw him again. I didn't pay much attention during class I was too preoccupied with the lunch hour that was quickly coming up upon us. I turned to Stacy towards the end of class and said, "You're going to apologize to Peter today." She look at me in shock.

"Why today?" She asked me with a scared look in her eyes.

"Because I said it would be a good day to do it. If you want Roman to pay any attention to you or acknowledge you then you will do it today at lunch. We'll be near the big oak tree, if you don't show up I wouldn't be surprised if rumors started flying about you." She just nodded and went back to work.

The rest of class went quickly and as did gym. I went through the drills and enjoyed working off some of my pent up energy. I was in a group with Jennie for tennis. I thought of my conversation the previous day with Roman as a ball flew pasted my face.

"Wren, pay attention." Jennie smirked, "That's one for me!" I smiled at her as she reserved the ball. This time I returned it to her nearly missing her.

"That's my point." I looked up and saw Roman on the hill near the tennis court. "Jesus, I think I am being stocked." I joked with Jennie.

"What do you mean?" I pointed my tennis racket up at Roman on the hill, he nodded at me. I shook my head. "Roman Godfrey…really?! Why didn't you tell me sooner that you two were an item?" I didn't think that knowing someone for two days made us an item.

"We are not an item. Or at least I don't think we are, lord knows what the hell goes on inside of his fucked up head." I turned back to the game and served the ball we hit it back and forth a few times before the teacher called us in for the day. I showered and made sure it was a cold one, if had to face Peter I wanted to be sure I was focused. Jennie and I walked out of the gym and were taking about our trip to go shopping. I was really looking forward to going out somewhere with someone fun. I missed my friends in New York. I really missed my best friend, Kayde, we has spoken once since I had moved to Hemlock Grove. She had been my best friend for years and she did not even know about my abilities or curse if you thought it that way. That was one secret I kept to myself.

"Lover boy is waiting for you, Wren." She shoved me slightly as I looked up Roman was standing there and waiting.

"Oh be still my heart." I said to Roman. "Chivalry isn't dead!" I smiled.

"I'll see you later Wren." Jennie raised her eye brows at me and winked as she walked away.

"So I thought I would walk you to lunch." Roman smirked.

"And watch me hit some balls around?"

"Yeah, you mentioned something about that which made me want to see how well you wacked the balls around." He winked at me as we made our way to the big oak tree that we sat at the day prior. Peter was already there waiting for us. I could feel my heart rate increase and my stomach had butterflies. I could smell him from where I was, it was a mixture of muskiness and earth. He radiated the wolf inside of him. I was hoping that after the full moon tonight everything would tone down again. Then I would be able to cool down for a month because feeling like a dog in heat for the past two days has been worse than the call of the moon itself.

Peter smiled at us as we go got there. "Hey." He was eating a box of Cracker Jacks.

"Nutritious lunch you have there." I pointed out as I sat down with my back to the tree and pulled my lunch bag out of my messenger bag.

"And what did you bring us today?" Roman sat down across from me snatching my bag.

"Shit, were you born in a barn? If I ever meet your mother I am going to ask her why she didn't teach you manners."

"Oh I am sure Olivia would love to hear that, her star child not exemplifying the things she has taught him." Peter joked, I looked over at Peter as I heard my father's voice in my head, If you ever have any problems, go to Olivia she will answer your questions. I shook my head not wanting to bring it up right now.

"Shit, she would probably smack me." He continued to rummage through my lunch bag which I had packed enough for all three of us to eat but he didn't let me bother telling him, "You must be extra hungry today." He pulled out three sandwiches.

"Actually I packed enough for both of you to eat as well. I am not a heathen and I am certainly not that hungry." Truth of the matter was I found it hard to eat the day of the full moon.

As we were busy talking about lunches and I noticed that Stacy had walked up to us. She cleared her throat as she stood there awkwardly in front of Peter and me. She glanced sideways at Roman with a wanting look in her eyes.

"Hi, Wren." She smiled nervously.

"Hey, Stacy. You know Roman and Peter." I smiled back with a nod.

"Yeah." She played with the hem of her shirt, she was pissing me off because it was stupid to be so nervous about it. "Um..."she turned to Peter. "I wanted to say I was sorry for spreading rumors around school about you being a werewolf." She said it quietly.

I glared at her slightly, "I think you need to speak up, I could barely here you." She looked at me in disbelieve. "Seriously! Speak up!" I stared at her.

"I'm sorry about spreading rumors about you Peter. I won't do it anymore." She practically yelled. The other people near us turned to look at what was going on.

"Yeah, thanks." Peter didn't quite know what to say, "Apology accepted." He then turned back to his sandwich as if it wasn't a big deal.

"Thank you. Alright, well Wren I will see you in Chemistry tomorrow." She stole another sideway glance at Roman who had been nonchalantly eating his sandwich.

"Wow, that quite the apology you got there Peter." Roman joked. I threw part of my sandwich at him. "Well I better go take care of my half of the bargain then and get it down with." He got up lazily and strolled away.

"Remember her name is Stacy." I yelled after him and he waved me off. I shifted slightly and accidently put my hand on Peter's he grabbed it. All I could feel were pulses rolling off of him, he brought my wrist to his nose and sniffed. I sat very still trying to concentrate on anything but what he was doing.

"You smell really good." He placed my hand on my lap. I was instantly taken back to my dream, that hot fucking dream. He stared at me.

"What?" I looked back at him.

"You're blushing. Hasn't anyone given you a complement before?" I turned away from him, of course they had given me complements but I had never had extremely crazy sex dreams about them before.

"Of course they have…" I was going to say something else but I lost my thoughts because he was so near and staring at me. "Roman attempts…maybe it's been a while since anyone has told me I smell good…come to think of it though I am wearing any perfume." I sniffed my wrist and couldn't smell anything. "What do I smell like?"

"Like sunshine." He said nonchalantly.

"Sunshine?"

"Yeah, you know how clothes smell after taking them in after they have been sitting in the sun all day?" He asked me.

I had to laugh at him. Peter looked at me strangely, "If I had left my clothes outside in New York, they would have smelt of smog and dirty city."

Peter nodded and his hair flopped in his face, he moved it back into place, "Okay so you don't smell like that. Which is a good thing."

I laughed, "Well that is a good thing. So I have a stupid question for you." He looked at me, "Do you happen to have any tattoos?" Curious after my dream of him. He gave me a strange look and then pulled up the left side of his shirt displaying a tattoo of a "g" on his ribcage. I wasn't even thinking as I reached out and touched it. I felt Peter tense under my touch. I pulled my hand back quickly, "I'm sorry."

"No, it's fine. I just didn't expect you to touch it." He pulled his shirt back down and turned towards me. "I think you should meet my cousin, Destiny." I stood up and held his hand out to me. I looked at him with a confused look on my face, "No time like the present." He said as Roman just got back to us.

"That friend of yours…"He saw Peter holding his hand out to me, "What's going on?"

"Road trip, were going to see Destiny." Peter grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

"Shit, alright, I'm up for skipping out on the rest of this fucking day. Stacy is crazy as fuck." Roman said to me as grabbed my stuff from the ground.

"I never said she wasn't. So when's your first date?" I teased as Roman, Peter and I walked towards the parking lot. Peter laughed, especially when we walked by Stacy and her friends sitting on the hill that leads to the parking lot. She tried to wave seductively at Roman. Peter shoved him slightly towards the group of girls. Roman tensed up and walked on the other side of me.

"You owe me big time." Roman whispered in my ear, "Remember when you said you were going to give me your undying love and affection?" He teased me right back.

"It's called sarcasm, Roman." I said to him as we stopped at a little two seater car. "Um we will not all fit into this thing." I stated the obvious, "Let me drive." I pointed over to my car that was parked four cars down.

"Okay. It will defiantly be more comfortable but less cozy." Roman said.

Destiny lived in a town that was about 10 minutes from Hemlock Grove. The drive was lovely, we drove on winding roads that were full of trees. I loved nature just about as much as I loved large cities. I think it was my inner animal. We arrived at Destiny's apartment and we all walked up to her door and Peter rang her door bell. Outside of her door she had a large neon sign that was a hand with an eye in it.

"Your cousin is a psychic?" I asked

"Yep." Peter smiled proudly as Destiny opened the door letting us in.

She was wearing a silk robe, her hair was straight and a brown-auburn color. She turned and looked at me with her blue eyes, there was a flash of something behind her eyes. Destiny grabbed my hand as we walked into her apartment.

She looked at my hand and then at me and said, "What are you?" She stared directly into my eyes. I shook my head like I didn't know what she was talking about. How could she know by just looking at my hand? How could she know?