Hello again pups! What a treat to have you back, here a "warning" for you, this chapter might make you pass out from the fluff ;)

Another fluffy hug from this poofy wolf for EVERYONE that leaves a comment, kudus, and for reading!

NO BETA for this chapter my friends! I feel like I have done better to catch all the biggest mistakes, if there are some little ones my bad -_- lol this one is long chapter which I am sure everyone applicates! English isn't my first langue, but I work hard as hell to write to the best of my abilities. (I like to think I have gotten better since my first fanfic XD)

Anyways! Enjoy the new treat readers!

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Chapter 7

Clarke POV

Clarke was still in her human form having not changed forms sense early this morning. When they had arrived to the den, Lexa had to carry Clarke on her back, the female called it piggy backing, but she didn't care what it was named because she had felt ridiculous. It was really sweet of Lexa to carry her around but Clarke didn't like feeling so helpless, it aggravated her. Clarke wasn't a weak wolf; she is the biggest, strongest, and most ruthless wolf in all the Sanctuary. She's had her moments with the mindless wolves that wanted to kill her for being so different. Her fur wasn't normal amongst wolves, in fact in a wolf's eyes Clarke was a sign of danger because she attracts to much attention. From the beginning of Clarke waking up in an unusual environment she had to fight each wolf that wanted to kill her or force her to submit. Clarke never gave in to being pushed around, she fought with ever once of her strength to put each wolf in their place. Yet she had to ride on a human's back because she couldn't use her own damn legs.

On the outside, the den had looked huge it was similar to Nia's den but hers didn't feel as open and friendly like this one did. The large den had color to it, all of the walls were colored a light blue and there was at least over a dozen windows something Clarke would really look forward to. The den had one main entrance and a small stair case that lead up to the door though also had a flat platform that Lexa called a porch. On the inside, the den was separated into three areas which had the makings of a small home and the female had showed her how she lived in the middle while Anya and Lincoln lived on either side of the attached den.

Lexa had told her that the house had been built a long time ago and wasn't very popular to be sold because of its location and that neighbors lived too far apart. But Lexa and her friends including some help from each of their parents they had bought the den and now it belonged to them. The female told her something unusual, apparently the three humans took turns to make dinner for each other. Clarke found that incredibly bizarre, if Anya was the alpha at the Sanctuary, she is the one to provide the food over there but Lexa was like a beta in her den. So logically, Lexa should be the one to hunt down a meal for her friends, it was only customary, but these humans didn't follow such ways.

The den had two floors but the length was shorter than Clarke's lands at the Sanctuary, it was rather spacious. Lexa's den had all the basics that Clarke has seen a handful of times, a kitchen that opened into a large living room, there were bookshelves covering almost all of the walls, the shelves mostly held books but there were picture frames and other gadgets resting on them. On either opposite end of the living room were doors that lead to Anya's and Lincoln's dens. Lexa had shown her where she slept a good-sized room where Clarke's true form could roam around comfortably if she wanted to.

The female also had another room but it was filed with random things like some contraption called a bike, more books, kitchen gadgets, and an extra bed. Down the hallway there was another door that lead to the outside, Clarke had been especially thrilled when the female showed her the back door. Lexa hadn't lied about the den being in the forest because on the other side of the door there where miles of tress all around. Lexa's den had so many piacular things that she had never seen before it was both exciting yet disturbing how many things humans needed to survives. Clarke had a hard time wrapping her mind around why humans need stuff like a tv, tables, clocks, stoves, and Gaia so many other freaking stuffs she can't even remember the names to them.

The only thing Clarke likes about Lexa's den was how her scent was on nearly everything, she had been so sad to realize she had left behind her mini Lexa and had no doubt that the mindless wolves have torn it apart. Minus all the gadgets the other problem she really didn't care for were the pets that belonged to the humans. When Lexa brought Clarke inside her dog bolted towards Lincoln's side of the home yelping in the process and the feline hissed at her then scurried off to Lexa's room. The female had scolded her thinking she did something to spook the tiny animals but Clarke argued that it wasn't her fault the animals simply knew what she truly is that was all.

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Currently Clarke was in the living room of Lexa's den with her arms spread out to keep herself balanced. She wanted to practice on her own to be able to walk on two legs, it was humiliating not being able to do it easily. Clarke kept using her tail to balance as well which was a habit that was difficult to stop, as a wolf one used their tail to keep even. She swished her tail side to side with each step she took feeling more confident when she'd purposefully lowered her tail and didn't fall. Lexa was seating on the couch pretending to be reading a book, but Clarke knew she was watching her. Lexa was worried she'll hurt herself again which she's done a few times already but it was nothing major, just a few bruises from hitting the floor too hard.

"You know, your staring doesn't make this easier," Clarke's fu-hair kept gliding forward obstructing her vision it was really bothersome having to toss it back every so often, it got in the way when she was trying to study how her legs worked. She looked away from her feet and to the female causing Lexa to jump a little as her eyes returned to her book. Lexa had settled back in the couch having been seated on the edge for whenever Clarke tripped and she would rush forward to either catch her or check on her. The female tucked her legs under her and a pair of reading glasses perched on her nose, they looked cute on Lexa; sometimes the spectacles glided down the bridge of her nose and she had to push them back up.

"I wasn't staring, I was just taking a small break to not strain my eyes," Lexa argued smirking as she looked back at Clarke, she pushed her glasses back up as they had slid down her nose again. She felt a pleasant tingle go up her spine watching the female smirk like that, her tail swayed low. Clarke scuffed at Lexa's attempt to play coy she flashed some fangs leaning against a nearby wall for support,

"Sure, I bet it must be a real stain to read your book upside down," Clarke's grin widened as Lexa looked back at her book finally taking notice of her mistake. Her cheeks went bright red as she flipped the book around but then gave up on it placing it aside. Lexa cleared her throat then patted the empty spot next to her,

"Why don't you sit down already? You been at this all morning and half the afternoon. You've had enough practice," Lexa encouraged patting the spot again, Clarke hesitated for a moment before slowly making her way towards Lexa. The female moved over towards the end of the couch probably to give Clarke more room,

"I don't want to a burden Lexa. I shouldn't rely on you to help me walk," Clarke sat close to Lexa but the human moved further down away. She found it strange that the human moved but she shrugged not giving it much thought. Clarke stretched out her legs leaning down to massage her ankles than slowly moved up to her thighs. She noticed Lexa watching as she soothed the aches in her legs, she wondered if maybe the female wanted to help senses she could hear her heart rate spike.

"I see your point, but know that you can rely on me for other things. I want to help you Clarke, you deserve that and so much more," Lexa smiled at her, Clarke felt her chest doing that weird thing again. Her heart was pounding hard, the organ has done this before when she has gotten lose in those bright kind eyes. These humans' body were so sensitive, with barely having any fur Clarke could feel everything touching her skin; wolves don't have that advantage to touch things like the human body can. In Clarke's true form she can feel the earth through her paws and even with her nose, yet humans can feel things particularly everywhere, it was weird. Clarke reached out grabbing Lexa's hand she pulled her forward and placed her hand over her heart, Lexa's cheeks went bright red again,

"Do you feel that, my heart?" Clarke questioned, she eyed Lexa down as the human's hand had twitched and squeezed down lightly, Lexa swallowed hard. Clarke could hear the female's heart beating quickly, the green-eyed beauty licks at her lips nervously,

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"W-w-What do you mean?" Lexa stumbled over her words hand convulsing over Clarke's heart. She thought maybe she couldn't feel it through the shirt, the darn thing felt rather thick maybe Lexa wasn't able to feel her heart because she was touching the cloth. Clarke pulled Lexa's hand back she held on to it and with her free hand she pulled the shirt up until those jiggly things were free from the shirt and exposed her upper torso. She heard Lexa gasp and Clarke guessed the reaction must have come from seeing the rest of her scars, she let it be and pulled Lexa's hand to rest over her heart again. When Clarke looked back up at the female, Lexa's blush spread to her whole face even her ears looked red. The female quickly looked away head bent forward until her hair cascaded over her shoulders to hide her face. The female tried to yank her hand away but Clarke didn't let go, she needed Lexa to feel this weird sensation. She knows Lexa has said it is part of liking the human so much but Clarke still felt like wasn't the right word, maybe actually feeling the reaction she had on her would help Lexa give a better answer.

"Do you feel that?" Clarke repeated keeping a firm hold of Lexa's hand and arched her back hoping that Lexa could feel what her heart was doing and Lexa gasped again letting out a small sound. "It's my heart, it's beating so fast for you Lexa. I know you said it was because of liking you so much but it just doesn't seem to be the right word. What's a better word then liking someone?" Clarke questioned finally letting go of Lexa's hand, the female's hand lingered and she looked back to Clarke looking to where her hand was pressed. She heard Lexa gulp licking at her lips again and then her hand moved down ever to slowly causing a spark to travel to Clarke's lower abdomen. Clarke was going to ask what the new thrilling feeling was but then Lexa suddenly jumped off the couch and wouldn't look at her.

"I'mnotsurecanyoupleasepulldownyourshirtmaybeyourhungry," Lexa spoke so quickly Clarke didn't even pick up most of her words, she only got 'I'm down hungry', before even getting the chance to question the human took off towards the kitchen. Clarke sat on the couch bewildered, she pulled her shirt back down mumbling under breath at how off Lexa could be sometimes. She sniffed the air to see what Lexa was going to grab to eat but then she smelled something alluring. Clarke sniffed again the scent was sweet and tangy it smelled almost like an omega in heat. Obviously, there were no omegas around here, at least none to her knowledge; Clarke swallowed the lump forming in her throat her excitement growing, her tail arched slowly. Had Clarke aroused Lexa? A coaxing purr came up her throat before she could stop it, the sound meant to lure an omega to follow her into a private area.

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Clarke was rather tempted to chase after the female to use the sound on the human and see if Lexa would come near. She has never been intimate with another wolf not even when her rut came around, though her rut had not fully hit since she was still untouched in a sexual way. Clarke would spend her pre-rut days with running until she was exhausted pushing her body to the point she couldn't stand up. Those were the only times she has felt arousal of any kind but yet her rut was not even remotely close for her to be currently getting stimulated. Clarke wanted to explore this fun new sensation; Lexa surely must feel the same if she caused the human to feel pleasure of some kind.

But then she heard a sound much like Lexa's large box coming closer to the den, Clarke turned around peaking outside the window. The loud car hadn't come up to the den yet, she had learned these things to be called cars, trucks, or to simply put it was also known as a vehicle. Its loud rumble was rather soothing for something made of metal; it was like listening to her Mama's sweet rumbles. The loud beast had rocked her to sleep when she was inside of it with Lexa, she hadn't even remembered when she drifted off. Lexa had been the one to wake her with a gentle shake when they had arrived to the den.

"Lexa, some car is coming close, is it one of your friends?" Clarke leaned further to the open window taking a whiff but only smelled gasoline and rubber. Past the rumbling giant some music was playing with high pitched screams and screechy instruments. Clarke shook her head the sound was not at all pleasant, it sounded like some beaten up version of a violin, which she has seen many times during her performances when she danced,

"It's probably Anya, it is late afternoon she gets home around this time. Lincoln won't be too far behind," Lexa answered from wherever she was, Clarke could hear her opening things and turning on the stove. Clarke kept her eyes outside waiting for the car to show up, soon enough a white car was slowly pulling up to the home. Clarke relaxed as she saw Anya in the driver's seat, the women looked rather tired, Anya sat in the seat looking at her phone with that awful music still playing and assaulting anyone's ears who were close enough to hear it. She wondered how on earth Anya could stomach the sound.

Clarke heard a small hiss coming behind her, she looked back seeing Lexa's kitten was creeping out of her room. Jelly was watching Clarke intensely as the ball of fur stalked closer but avoided the couch on purpose. Clarke was kind of tempted to scare the thing to go away but Lexa told she wasn't allowed to mess around with or eat them. Clarke rolled her eyes at the idea, eating a cat or a dog wouldn't be nearly filling enough. Not that she would eat either of them Jelly was all fur and no meat and Jam looked like he had more muscles then fat anyways. Jelly was still glaring at Clarke as she sat down by the kitchen's doorway, darn thing was puffing up its chest trying to show she owned this place her tail held high twitching back and forth.

"As if you'd win in a fight against me," Clarke bared her fangs at the feline, causing the thing to let out another hiss. "I could eat you in one bite if I wanted to," Clarke growled the kitten shrank back and took off into the kitchen its tail tucked low and her ears flat against her skull. Clarke smiled victoriously but then she heard someone clear their throats, she looked to the open door way seeing Anya staring at her with a teasing smile on her lips.

"Where you just threatening our cat?" Anya laughed shutting the door, she kicked off her shoes and tossed her bag towards the wall, merciless it stayed pined there. As much Clarke wanted to explore how that was possible, she felt her cheeks heating up, another weird human thing she wasn't used to. Why were humans so easily expressive? Was it not enough that her tail puffs up when she was embarrassed? Now her human features had to publicly show that Clarke was humiliated. She settled back on the couch pulling her legs up hoping that her puffy tail wouldn't be questioned, she had to keep it to the side while it tamed down. Clarke didn't really have anywhere she could tuck her tail not like in her wolf form, plus it stood out so much more the way she is currently.

"She started it; I was only sitting here; besides she was challenging me," Clarke muttered laying her head on her crossed arms avoiding Anya's gaze. The older female laughed as she came over and sat in the same place Lexa had been sitting.

"Maybe so but this was her home first even before Jam," Anya paused then looked about, "Where is Jam? He is usual laying on his favorite bed," Clarke looked over to the said bed that was between a set of book cases. The bed looked so worn out, it was nothing like Clarke's old bed which was usually switched out every time she had been a good girl. She wondered where she would be sleeping tonight, no doubt she'd be with Lexa maybe the female had another bed like Jam's that she'd be able to sleep in.

"He went that way," Clarke pointed to the left side of the house where the door was open. As if hearing his name being mentioned the dog came to the door way and looked to Anya first wagging his tail but then turned around and quickly ran away again. "He took off in there when Lexa helped me inside. He didn't even try to defend his home," Clarke heard Anya laughed again, she jolted when she felt her tail being stroked, looking down she found Anya's fingers running though her fur. She waited a moment allowing Anya to pet her, even though she wanted to yank her tail away.

"That's because his a sweet heart. That big push over well even let Jelly sleep on his back though Jelly weighs like nothing compared to him," Anya continued to stroke Clarke's tail mindlessly running her fingers through the golden fur. Clarke noticed she didn't feel anything in her chest, no flutter, no twirling in her stomach, and her cheeks didn't heat up. She felt nothing exciting while Anya was petting her, it was so basic and plain like when Luna had touched her. Though when Anya had first grabbed her tail Clarke had not expected to feel a tingle at the base of her spine. This new sensation was so off, she has had her tail grabbed before plenty of times like when Lexa grooms her, yet that was in her wolf form for whatever reason in this human body she was far more sensitive.

"Why are you touching me?" Clarke growled softly in warning as she moved her tail away wrapping it around her feet.

"Didn't think it bothered you. Lexa always is petting you; you even have let Luna touch you too," Anya looked at her surprised, the human had sat back in her seat she looked to Clarke waiting for some kind of explanation. Clarke's cheeks heated up that her face felt hot, Anya wasn't going to let this go if she didn't answer. The longer she took to answer Anya broke out into a teasing grin, she kept her tail tucked around her feet and for good measure she moved over more.

"It's different in this form, this body is vulnerable," Clarke growled out Anya chuckled then shrugged not seeming to be offended she reached over to the small table in front of them and she picked up a rectangular thing then pressed on it. Suddenly the black mirror on the wall light up and voices were heard. Clarke stared at the strange thing, trying to piece together what little knowledge she had for this stuff. Clarke looked over at Anya as she messed with the thing in her hand. "Is this a TV?" She asked softly tilting her head curiously as she looked back to the flashing box,

"Umm, yes, it is, haven't you seen one before?" Anya asked, Clarke could see to the side of her vision that the older blonde was looking at her. She kept her gaze on the TV watching it light up and observing the tiny humans running about.

"No," was the only answer Clarke offered watching one human yelling at a male for messing up their dinner she wondered what the male had hunt down for his mate, maybe it was an insect. Anya must have understood that she didn't want to explain further because she then pushed at the small rectangular thing in her hand again.

The pictures on screen changed into a deep blue and male was speaking as some fishes were swimming around. Clarke's curiosity grew as a larger fish came on the screen; this one was shaped entirely different than the others. It had a long thin snout, underneath its belly was white and, on its back, it was dark gray all around, it spun in circles before letting out a high pitch squeal. Clarke grew more excited watching the thing swim around before it suddenly dove out of the water and splashed back inside. Her focus was purely on the odd fish not even noticing she had untucked her tail and it was swaying rapidly.

"Are dolphins your favorite animal?" Anya laughed softly besides her, Clarke didn't even care that the older woman was watching her.

"I've never seen one before, they are so pretty," Clarke yelped eagerly when the fish called dolphin began to swim up right and swam backwards. Anya let out another laugh and the volume increased as the invisible male began talking about the dolphins.

"Want to keep watching?" Anya's tone was less taunting, now actually seeming happy. She nodded her answer than wagged her tail impatiently as she pounced to a chair that was closer to the TV. Clarke settled down on the couch keeping her eyes on the box listening carefully as she began to learn about these things called dolphins. Clarke flicked her ears forward and her tail still wagged learning how the fish could weigh between 330 to 496 pounds and that they had 121 teeth.

"They have more fangs then I do," Clarke whispered following the dolphins with her eyes as it began to jump in and out of the water rapidly. She was really liking this fish, she hopped to be able to meet one in of the waters that where around here. Not to eat them though, Clarke wouldn't dream of eating them, they were too pretty to consume.

"Clarke? Mind coming in here for a second?" Lexa called; Clarke's ears perked up at the sound of Lexa's voice. She pushed herself off the couch but paused looking to the box, she let out a small whine disappointed that wouldn't be able to keep watching. Suddenly though the dolphins froze up and the sound stopped all together, she looked closer at the TV confused.

"I'll keep it paused for you, don't worry, it will be here when you get back," Anya said, she had gone through the trouble of stopping the pictures from moving just so she could watch when she came back. Clarke smiled at her making sure to wag her tail to convey she was happy and not mad,

"Thank you, Anya, I decided, I no longer dislike you," Clarke told her proudly as she now made her way into the kitchen trying not to use her tail or arms.

"Man if I knew that is what it took you to earn your liking I should have bought you a plushie dolphin," Anya grinned when Clarke looked back at her, she smiled happy because she actually knew what a plushie was since back at the sanctuary she has seen young human pups always currying one to chow on.

"Then I would happily call you my friend if you got me one," Clarke stated, a replacement of the first gift she's gotten from Anya was very welcoming. She got annoyed when she began to walk and almost fell again, putting her pride aside she held out her arms.

"Why are you holding your arms out like that?" Anya asked, Clarke looked over her shoulder at her keeping her arms up and using her tail to level out,

"To keep my balance, I can't walk as easily as you guys. It's not how I was raised," Clarke turned back around though now she was feeling silly when she heard Anya chuckle. Clarke gave a soft growl as she lowered her arms then paced herself over towards Lexa.

"Lexa, I want to meet some dolphins, Anya has them on the TV if you don't know what they are," Clarke gradually made it the kitchen seeing the human was at the stove checking the fire. Lexa looked back at her surprised by the random demand, though she broke out in a smile chuckle,

"I know what dolphins are, they are very interesting sea creatures. But unfortunately, there are none around this part of the country. We would need to take a trip to the Azotes or Florida, dolphins mostly live in the oceans," Lexa explained as she reached over besides the stove where a green glass bottle sat. The female tipped the glass over and yellow liquid spilled out into the pan, she sniffed at the air smelling oil.

"Oh, that sucks I really like them, I haven't seen one before. I've only seen small fishes in the ponds back at sanctuary," Clarke's disappointment must have been obvious because Lexa looked at her before she moved over to the fridge.

"Then we will have to plan a trip, you'll just have to be patient for me, trips like those cost a bit of money not too much but it will take some time," Lexa offered, Clarke wagged her tail right away and she gave her best smile as she slowly eased her way into the kitchen.

"I will be anything and do anything for you Lexa, if I have to wait then I am more than happy to wait," Clarke leaned against the counter and noticed Jelly was there again sitting on top of a chair that was further away from her. The little fluff ball flicked her tail nervously and flashed her claws in warning. She would have growled at the little fucker but Lexa wouldn't like that, so she ignored the pest and looked to Lexa. The female's cheeks had gotten red, Clarke took a small sniff but didn't smell anything close to arousal. She flicked her tail curiously as she watches her favorite human turn towards the fridge.

Maybe it was Clarke's imagination but Lexa had been distant today, whenever she has tried to cuddle up to her the female would make some excuses about needing to grab something. Or when she has nuzzled Lexa's neck or cheek the female would stay there but then hurry off to use the bathroom. Lexa has done this before to, keeping silent instead of answering, either she was trying to find her words or she didn't know what to say. Clarke understood that maybe what she asked or said was hard to answer, she was fine with letting that go. But she wasn't sure why Lexa didn't want to be close to her, did the human prefer her wolf form? "Anyways you called for me?" Clarke sighed giving the female a chance to change topics.

"Yes right, I'm not sure what we have that you can eat. Anya and Lincoln are the only ones that eat meat and they mostly stick with fish or chicken, we have red meats but nothing like goat or sheep," Lexa looked to Clarke almost catching her baring her fangs at the kitten, Jelly had hissed at her when she stepped closer to the human. Clarke moved over to Lexa avoiding Jelly in case the thing wanted to swipe at her with those claws. Once she reached the open frigid door Lexa gestured for her to peek inside.

"Only Anya and Lincoln eat meat? What about you?" Clarke questioned looking around the fridge some of the food looked delectable, she took a tentative sniff some of the frozen meats smelled good though she got a whiff of something sweet. She sniffed out what it was and her eyes landed on these clear plastics with different colored ice in them, she wasn't sure what they were but they smelled taste. Lexa shifted on her feet as Clarke laid a hand on her shoulder ignoring when Lexa's cheeks went red. Clarke purred for Lexa to soothe the sudden racing of the female's heart.

"I'm a vegetarian, I don't eat any meat though I do eat fish occasionally," Lexa shrugged like it was so causal but Clarke was shocked she spun Lexa around easily surprising the woman.

"What in the world do you eat then? Meat is what makes you strong, helps you be quick, and alert," Clarke didn't understand this concept of not eating to most delicious thing in the world, how was Lexa even alive? Meat is what keeps the blood pumping as her dad always said and the more one ate the better. But not to eating meant willingly!? How on earth was that possible, what could be so exciting about eating an apple vs the heart of goat? Lexa smiled at her laughing,

"There are other things that I can eat Clarke. There's fruits, vegetables, tofu, and even fake meat," Lexa reached out to Clarke and on instinct she meets the touch with her cheek. She felt so delightful that Lexa was prompting contact, she missed how much Lexa would pet her. Clarke made sure to purr deeply to express how much she enjoyed Lexa's touch; she even pressed her lips against her wrist so that she may feel the rumbling in her throat. Lexa didn't pull away instead her thumb stroked at her cheek and she stared at Clarke for a while she wasn't sure what was going on in the human's head. But she certainly didn't mind since Lexa was touching her, she felt her tail swaying slowly.

"That doesn't sound very filling. How will you run when you are supposed to? Or defend yourself?" Clarke felt Lexa's hand cup her cheek then used her fingers to scratch the side of her temple. Clarke couldn't help but purr harder enjoying the feeling she fluttered her eyes wanting to close them and enjoy the touch.

"If I remember correctly, I think a certain no meat eater was able to carry you around and even run with you just fine," Lexa challenged though her touch remained sweet, Clarke rubbed her cheek again Lexa's hand it felt almost as good as having her stroke her fur, maybe even better actually. Clarke should have felt insulted but coming from Lexa it was different, "plus you are supposed to eat fruit and vegetables too. Even if it's not your main source of food," Lexa's other hand came up and cupped Clarke's other cheek now Lexa was holding her face in her hands and it felt so good. Clarke hummed too lost in the wonderful feeling of Lexa's warm hands, she purred for Lexa letting her eyes drift closed and she failed to notice that Lexa had been leaning towards close.

"Oh, hello there, I didn't know we were having a guest over,"

Clarke attention snapped into focus she yanked away from Lexa's hand and stood in front of her. She looked to the door frame seeing a large muscular male, the human was rather intimidating, he looked like he could snap a neck with only a flick of his wrist. And the man was coming forward reaching out a hand towards Clarke.

"Hi, my nam-"

Clarke didn't let the man finish she lunged forward knocking the man over to the ground pouncing on top of him and she gripped at his throat. Clarke bared her fangs she felt on edge having been startled so quickly by someone who looked threatening. Clarke held on the man's throat not enough to choke but enough to make it uncomfortable. The male's eyes went wide in disbelief and he reached up grabbing her arms he tried to yank off her grip but Clarke didn't budge. The man's face pale instantly terrified that Clarke was able to hold him down with little effort, her claws extend grazing against the man's skin. She could hear a voice yelling at her unquestionably furious as they shouted her name.

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"Clarke! Stop it! That's Lincoln!" Lexa yelled at Clarke; it took her by surprise she looked over her shoulder seeing Lexa was upset but also looked enraged. Clarke whimpered, she didn't want to let go but she did, she quickly jumped off of him and backed away. Every time a human took her in to their homes it meant they owned her; Clarke had to obey Lexa. After all, that's what has happened before with Finn and Nia, they had her in their homes which meant they could tell her what to do. Lexa would be a nicer owner, Clarke was certain, so to see her so mad made her feel awful. Clarke lowered her tail and dropped her ears hoping to convey she was sorry to have upset Lexa but the female rushed to the man instantly checking his neck,

"Lincoln are you ok? I'm so sorry, I should have given you a heads up about Clarke," Clarke felt guilty seeing Lexa's worried expression, her attention completely on the male she had hadn't even spared her a glance. Clarke whined feeling even worse that she caused this mess, she tucked her tail between her legs. She was afraid of how Lexa well punish her for acting without permission, she wrapped her arms around herself waiting for Lexa's command.

"I'm f-fine just a little spooked is all," Lincoln laughed as he sat up rubbing at his throat, he looked over to Clarke nervously. "I'm sorry if I startled you, I tend to do that to some peo- actually what are you?" Clarke glanced at Lexa but she wasn't looking at her, though it was clear she was angry at her.

Clarke shrank back feeling very uncomfortable at being addressed by the male. Lexa has told her about Lincoln but the female never explained that he looked rather threatening. Clarke wanted to blame Lexa for not giving her a warning yet at the same time she allowed her wolf to act out in defense. In her mind the male was going to hurt her or Lexa, he approached with no hesitation showing that he had confidence in being able to overpower her. Clarke only reacted as her wolf would have by proving to the male, he wasn't allowed to approach her if he hadn't submitted to her.

"I'll explain everything, Clarke go cool off, come back when you've calmed down," Lexa still didn't look her way, Clarke whimpered then quickly did as she was told. Clarke had a bad girl, she hurried off towards the back of the house where it led outside, she nearly ran into Anya in her hurry to exist the den. She didn't want Lexa to hate her, the female owned her, she must be Lexa's obedient girl.

"Clarke? Hey wait! What's wrong?!" Anya called out to Clarke as she bolted out the door to the outside, she was feeling far too upset to even noticed she was actually running on two legs. She only felt trapped; she extended her claws tarring off the clothes on her body with one swipe. Clarke's mind focused on wanting to run and her body knew what to do, she gave the wolf in her the will to do what she wanted. Clarke's bones broke down instantly and, in a snap, she was running on all four paws pushing past the trees and leaping over bushes.

"Lexa is mad at me; I was a bad girl. I'm supposed to be a good girl, I'm supposed to be obedient," Clarke whimpered, she pushes her legs to tear into the dirt her claws clipping against rocks in her haste. The path was tough against her paws too many twigs and rocks biting at the pads of her legs. The pain was barely noticeable as Clarke's mind blanked out as her mind took her back to all her years of abuse. "Bad girl, bad girls are punished. Only good girls get rewarded,"

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Lexa POV

"Hey what was wrong with Clarke? She just bolted out the back door," Anya asked as she entered the kitchen. Lexa had Lincoln seating on the chair lifting his head.

"I think I scared her when I came in," Lincoln tried to explain but Lexa shot him a glare before he could defend Clarke's actions. He kept silent as Lexa cleaned off the scratch on the side of his neck,

"Clarke attacked Lincoln, she literally knocked him down like it was nothing and started chocking him," Lexa felt rather angry for Clarke to suddenly attack one of her closest friends. Though most of all she felt terrified, Lincoln wasn't exactly a tiny man he is 6'1 foot tall and robust as hell. He wasn't weak in the least bit he could left weights half as heavy as he is. Lincoln was even able to carry her and Anya like they were dolls, not that they weighed a lot but still.

Yet Clarke was a curvy woman who knocked him over and pinned him down, she made it look as simple as if picking up a spoon. When Lexa had yelled at her to stop, Clarke had looked back and her eyes were pale blue and all of her sharp fangs were on display. Lexa shivered remembering when she meets Clarke's cold look, it was like she wasn't even human...which she wasn't. The woman may look all human but in reality, she was still a wolf and apparently still had the strength of her wolf despite her form.

"And then what happened?" Anya asked pushing Lexa gently to the side, she looked at Lincoln's neck thankfully only one side of his neck was cut, but the snag was dangerously close to his jugular. If Lexa hadn't told Clarke to stop, she was certain she would have killed him. Anya worked on cleaning the wound, Lincoln was patient not complaining as the peroxide was dabbed on his wound, he was such a softy about being attacked, the nut job even told Lexa to run after Clarke. Lexa denied saying that he need help first, she would go after Clarke but right now she was still irritated that she had been so violent. Plus, Lexa didn't want to say or do anything stupid when she talked with the blonde, she needs to be calm first.

"I told her to stop and to go cool off," Lexa hovered near by ready to offer help when need be, "that's when she took off, honestly I didn't pay attention where she went, she freaked me out. I've never seen her do something like that before, she always so gentle with me," Lexa watched as Anya took a step back allowing Lincoln to finally put his head down. Lincoln was looking so lost, Anya and Lexa then explained everything that has happened from Clarke linking with Lexa to breaking Clarke out of the Sanctuary. They both answered any questions they were able to answer which lasted a while because the sun had full set by the time Lincoln was caught up. Lexa prayed that Clarke wouldn't be mad at her for reviling her secret to another person. They had talk about telling Lincoln about what she was, that wasn't the problem. The issue was how Clarke wanted to decide what to tell him, but the blonde didn't exactly give her much of a choice. How else would one explain that a human half their size and weight was able to knock him down?

"The sanctuary is on high alert, they are searching everywhere, I lead them to believe that Clarke ran off towards the north instead of west. I figured that you'd bring her here," Anya filled in for what happened after Lexa left with Clarke. "Pat is freaking out big time too, poor guy, but I helped in calling the local authorities like the officer and rangers to be aware of a predator running loose. All they know is that there's a huge golden wolf running about and they should use a tranquilizer and not bullets to slow her down. I made it very clear that killing her wasn't optional if she wasn't being a threat, so the local law is prepared," Anya was cleaning up the medical things Lexa had used while; Lexa finished cooking up some burgers on the stove, including her veggie burger.

"So, for now I don't think Clarke should be outside running around in her wolf form," Anya told Lexa firmly and she nodded her understanding, hopefully the blonde won't mind being cooped up in the house for a little while. Lexa had to guess the local laws will be alert for a week before it dies down when nothing has happened. After that... well Lexa wasn't sure what would happen next, no doubt Clarke wants to leave and go back to her home. Then again during the wolf's panic this morning she confessed that Collins was reasonable for not having a pack. It pained Lexa not knowing exactly what she meant, did Clarke mean that the Collins killed her pack? But she had said that she wasn't sure if her best friends were alive so they could have gotten away and Clarke could still have a pack.

"And Nia? What happened with her?" Lexa questioned; she wasn't angry anymore but she was being to worry that Clarke wasn't back yet. Lexa peaked out of the kitchen to glance outside, the sky was getting darker and there was no sign of the blonde. Lexa was really starting to hate herself for yelling at Clarke, the girl was sensitive and raising her voice was the wrong move poor blonde was probably blaming herself. Lexa stabbed at meat in the pan a little aggressively then need be, she should have been able to control the way she reacted; getting mad and yelling at Clarke was as close as raising her hand at girl. God, she hoped the wolf will come back and Lexa could apologize for being so stupid, she was going to make several meat patties for the blonde as her approach to being forgiven, hopefully.

"Bitch took off sometime during the mess of the lock down, which was a relief for Pat but of course that didn't stop the woman from ordering Pat to call her once the sanctuary had Clarke again," Anya huffed out while deciding to pick up Jelly to sooth her rising rage, the kitten had become sweet and loving once again since Clarke wasn't around. Jam and Jelly were not a fan of the blonde, they somehow knew she wasn't human and Clarke had explained that basic animals knew the truth of one's form. They could smell and sense that Clarke wasn't what she appeared and Jelly was especially angry at Lexa for smelling like the blonde. Jelly wouldn't allow Lexa to pet her not that she could blame the feline, though when no was around and the kitten hissed at her for trying to touch her; Lexa was petty and told her the Clarke's coat was better than hers anyways.

"I've seen Queen Nia before, comes to the restaurant now and again for whatever odd reason. Not like my father's restaurant isn't fancy, it is, but to attract someone like her? It's real strange, Nia is the owner to this business called Azgeda," Lincoln broke Lexa away from her thoughts, she than noticed Jam was lying near Lincoln's feet the big boy offering his warmth as comfort. "Azgeda does all sorts of fashion and furniture with real animal products and the furs are the most requested because apparently they are high quality. Azgeda's stuff is freaking expensive to, I've seen her products around the diner and they are the real deal they aren't knock offs. I'm not pro fur in any way but damn those furs aren't nothing to sneeze at. I remember how this one lady had this fur coat that was pure white like snow, it was gorgeous but still fucking wrong,"

"You know anything else on her?" Lexa questioned while she served her friends their food and set aside Clarke's food to the side. Lincoln nodded pulling his plate closer to himself, Anya put Jelly down then headed over to wash her hands.

"Yeah, she is a real talker always going on about being the main owner of the company which was passed down to her when she 15 after both her parents died in an accident. She boosts about how she came up with the idea of using real furs after her parents' company was taking a downwards spiral since they used to only do wood carvings."

"When people have asked Nia's inspiration to add real fur to the products all she said was that one day when she younger, she saw the most gorgeous fur on this wolf pup that she couldn't forget. After that she made some deal with the zoo or some wildlife refuge to buy the animals that have passed away from natural causes. Nia says she brings a new life for the animals that have died by creating them into something the world can enjoy," Lincoln was playing with Jelly's tail using it to tickle the kitten's own nose. The naughty kitten had jumped onto the counter even though they were still eating.

"That's barbaric! The souls to those animals will forever be tormented for being used as products!" Lexa spat out in disgust, raising voice startled Jelly to jump off the counter and run off the living room. She hadn't meant to yell but it filled her up with so much hate that this "Queen" literally thought she could do what she wanted. Anya gave her a sad knowing smile and Lincoln was on the same page as them.

"I call bull shit on that claim of hers with the zoo or refugee, I'm still very certain she is getting those animals illegally. What fucked up company would allow their animal's carcass to be sold to be made into clothes and couches?" Anya shook her head; Lexa finished her food as she then made sure to wrap Clarke's food so it would taste fresh. She hadn't cooked them that much they were mostly raw; she wasn't sure if the wolf even liked beef.

"A company with no fucking soul that's who. We can't let Nia to ever get a hold of Clarke, who knows what she'll do to her," Lexa felt a sharp pain in her chest for mentioning the blonde, she actually really missed Clarke she's been gone for hours. When Lexa looked after Clarke at the sanctuary, they spent all day together and they rarely were apart. Lexa didn't know why her chest was hurting like this, Clarke been gone like half a day she shouldn't be missing her this badly. Her discomfort must have been obvious because Lincoln spoke up before she could dive too far into her own mind.

"You want to try calling Clarke again? Maybe she's closer now, you did tell her to come back," Lincoln offered trying to offer some relief, Lexa sadly smiled she rinsed off her plate than heading out of the kitchen.

"I did, but she can just ignore me and take off for real. Clarke been trying to get free for most of her life and now she has it," Lexa sighed her heart pinching up it made her chest burn. Lexa didn't want Clarke to leave her, she enjoyed having the wolf around, she knew well enough by now from the pain in her chest that she had in fact fallen for her. She's known it for a while and seeing Clarke in her human form really tied down that she loved that woman. Lexa could hear the two of them talking about something else though she was too far away to hear what they were saying. Lexa neared the back door when she pushed it open, the warm summer breeze below into her face and pushed her hair off her shoulders.

Lexa narrowed her eyes trying to see into the dimly light woods, she leaned back inside hitting the back switch to see better. The lights were rather bright but even with them on Lexa could only see so far, she noticed the back-gate's door was still closed. The fence wasn't high so Lexa guessed Clarke was able to jump over it, it was only 4ft tall and it was there so Jam could come outside when he wanted to. Lexa looked down the lines of trees seeing were the golden wolf had run down some bushes,

"Clarke! Please come back! I'm sorry for being such an asshole!" Lexa yelled she hoped that Clarke could hear her, she wanted to see the wolf again. Lexa put her hands back to her side, she looked around one more time before sighing and heading back inside. There was nothing she could do; Lexa simply had to wait and pray that Clarke will come back and she could give her a proper apology. She felt like she deserved this pain for being so mean to the blonde, Clarke wasn't some monster but she had to go and open her mouth lecturing her like she was one. Lexa wasn't sure how she was going to make it up to her but she defiantly will do everything and anything to have Clarke forgive her. Even if that resulted with her wanting to leave and part ways, Lexa pressed a hand to heart to ease the sharp pain needing to take a deep breath in order to stop the tears from forming.

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Clarke POV

Clarke was swimming through a small lake, letting her mind slowdown from its earlier whirl wind of emotions. Clarke kicked her paws circling and weaving through the cool waters occasionally pushing against rocks. She slowly dove under the waters for a moment before continuing to swim around. She opened her eyes beneath the clear waters loving the ability to see all the plants that grew within this peaceful liquid. There were some small fishes towards the ends of the lake avoiding any contact with the wolf in their living space. Clarke surfaced back to the top to catch her breath making sure to snort so as no water was stuck in her nose.

She remembered how as a pup that she had to be curried or watched over when swimming alone, it was too often that large fishes would try to eat her fur. Those darn things would grab a hold of her fur and shake her to try to tear off a lock of her coat. If Clarke remembered correctly her dad used to use her as bait to catch those stupid fishes; her dad would be close by and her mom would be the one to catch each fish that swarm towards her. Hell, they used their own pup to feed the whole pack, obviously at the time Clarke had no clue and her silly young self merely indulged in the food.

Clarke sighed before she swam to the edge of the lake then pulled herself out of the waters. She shook her fur out getting rid of as much water as possible, she loved the waters but it does add quite a bit weight. Clarke looked around, finally being able to think clearly as she thought of a way to apologize to Lincoln and Lexa. She was feeling embarrassed to have reacted the way she had plus she felt awful for scaring the male, he had been polite to her and didn't reaction negatively to her appearance. Lincoln wasn't a bad person and she will make it up to him as well as Lexa.

She knew will enough by now that Lexa was mad at her but in the way that Clarke had been accustomed to. Lexa's anger was out fear for her close friend, she could smell the female's fear, she had frightened the human that she has come to like so much. Which was not ok! Lexa has been very kind to her and attacking her best friend was a shitty way of repaying her kindness. Clarke was going to hunt something down and then find Lexa some wild fruit. She at least knew that if one messed up the best way to ask for forgiveness is too bring them a gift. Clarke remembered vaguely where the best wild berries grew since her Lexa was such a weirdo and didn't eat meat, she'd grab her plenty of berries. But the issue that had her most worried is the hunting for Lincoln.

Clarke shook her fur out again, before heading deeper in to the forest. She hasn't hunted on her own, the last time she tracked and killed a mouse was with her dad when she was a pup. Since she been taken away from that life style she has been feed by humans the whole time, she had to wait to be feed. Now though, Clarke has the chance to hunt something down for the first time. She wasn't feeling too confident but her best thought was that hunting couldn't be all that hard; one just had to sniff, follow the scent, and kill the pray, yes it has to be that simple. Clarke sniffed at the dirt trying to find an animal's scent, she could smell the mice but that wouldn't be filling for that large male. She moved over to a different spot and sniffed again, there was a different scent this time.

"Smells stronger than a mouse, musky but zesty like a cloverleafs," Clarke kept her nose to the ground following after the smell, she perked her ears up listening for any sounds, she heard something ruffling near the bushes. Clarke moved quicker lifting her head she went towards the noise avoiding stepping on anything loud, but then the ruffling stopped. Clarke paused keeping her paws on the ground she stayed stock still not moving a muscle.

The creature she was tracking suddenly shot out from the bushes taking off at a full speed. Clarke went after it she is able to see that it is a light brown rabbit, she growled out letting her enthusiasm to get the best her she scared the rabbit to switch paths. Clarke kept up with it feeling confident, she lowered her muzzle and pounced but then it vanished out of nowhere and before Clarke could even think of what had happened, she slammed into a tree.

She yelped at the full impact against her paws the pain stinging badly as several bark pieces pierced into her pads. Clarke whimpered, backing away from the tree she lifted a paw up to pull out the bigger bark pieces. She whined a little as she yanked them out, licking her pad healing the small openings, she repeated the same processes with the other paw. She felt a few smaller bark pieces deeper into her paw but she'd have to worry about those later,

"Stupid rabbit! Oh, I'm going to get you for sure this time you fucker!" Clarke snarled, she looked around the tree finding the hole it shot into. She leaned in close taking a sniff she could smell more than one rabbit inside, her tail wagged eagerly. Clarke tested putting pressure on her paws they stung but too seriously, she then began to dig into the hole hopping that some would leap out and take off running. She kept her ears perked up listening for any sudden sounds, her paws were getting muddy and hurting more with all the pressure she was adding to them. Clarke kept digging and frustration slowly creeped up on her when none of the rabbits scattered.

"You probably don't taste good anyways," Clarke snorted, out of spite she shoved all the dirt back into the hole she made earlier. Yeah, those rabbits can dig their way back out but she wasn't going to let that stop her from being mad at them. So, she gave up on the rabbits after packing the dirt back in place and sniffed at the air trying to find something new.

Clarke could pick up the same smell as before but it was stronger. Clarke wonder what kind of rabbit this was, she followed after the smell. It was a little further out from her, she hurried on wanting to make sure she didn't make the same mistake as before. Clarke was nearing a small clearing; she could see the rabbit but it was a lot bigger than the one she had been chasing. Clarke checked her surroundings first only hearing other small prays and insects. Oddly enough she couldn't hear or smell any wolves around, she did pick up on a bear and a fox though. Hopefully those other predators will stay away, she wasn't sure she was willing to fight for this one rabbit and if it would be worth getting hurt for. Lincoln was ok but she wasn't about to put her body through hell just for him, for Lexa she definitely would, but no predator was going to fight her for berries.

Clarke looked back to the big rabbit who was busy eating its own meal munching on a purple flower its whisker twitching with each bite. Clarke crouched low easing forward slowly, the pray hasn't heard her yet so that was definitely good. She was only a leap away her tail swayed behind her waiting for a good opportunity. The rabbit lifted its head sitting on its back legs its little paws dangled as it turned its head sensing a danger. Clarke shoved off the dirt pouncing right on the rabbit, she wasted no time snapping down on its neck to kill it. Clarke's tail and heart were moving so fast she felt like she could run for a thousand miles and feeling the rabbits heart beat fading against her tongue was exhilarating.

"I did it! My first kill, all on my own! My mom and dad would be so proud of me," Clarke picked up her kill tasting it's blood made her drool, the flavors that meet her taste buds was stronger than the meats she has been feed. The rabbits blood tasted like the earth and she imagined that it's meat would be salty with a hint of sweet because of its diet.

She really wanted to eat it but she couldn't, this was for Lincoln, Lexa's best friend. Clarke hoped that the male will be honored to have her first kill, normally the first hunt would go to a wolf's parents as thanks for being taught. Clarke carried the kill in her muzzle, realizing she'd have to hunt another rabbit since Lincoln was so big. Heck she wouldn't be full off of one rabbit maybe four could be enough for the male. She searched the air scenting for a new pray, her ears flickered forward listening for a sound. Clarke was happy to pick up on the same smell as the one in her mouth, she hurried along determined to catch the next one.

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The sky was getting rather dark now, the sun having set a while ago and she hadn't even noticed the time had passed by quickly. Clarke had only been able to catch the one rabbit which was rather disappointing but better than nothing. Clarke needed to head back to Lexa's home, she had told her to come back after all. Though she had to admit to herself that she did want to go and find her friends that is if they were even alive. She wanted to hold on to the hope that her former pack was still breathing and in good health but that forest fire is what had her seconded guessing. Had they gotten away? Had they filed long before the fire began? What has happened to Niylah? Had she ever escaped or had Nia killed her? Clarke shook her head roughly not allowing her mind to sink back into that dark place,

Instead she thought of Lexa and the joy the female as brought into her life, thinking of the green-eyed beauty set her mind at ease. Whenever Clarke allowed those dark thoughts to surface or her nightmares to torment her; she could feel her wolf fighting harder to take over. Such as when she'd been having a nightmare earlier in the day when she fallen asleep in Lexa's truck; she dreamt of when she ran away and left her friend behind.

Within the dream Niylah was cursing her name, calling her a coward for turning her back on a fellow wolf. Clarke felt her wolf wanting to sooth the pain by trying to bury the human emotion but thankfully her human self-stayed strong. Clarke wasn't sure if she ought to admit to Lexa that she was dangerously close to losing who she is; it would only take a few more abuse acts (not like what just happened with Lexa) to push her over. Clarke didn't want to worry her though, because the female had helped her so much to keep her wolf tamed and bring more light to her human mind.

Clarke continued her task with digging up a huckleberry bush getting out of her head as she was nearly at its roots. Clarke pushed her muzzle beneath the leaves and berries grabbing the end of the plant she yanked up. The huckleberry plant came loose and she barely dropped any she nodded satisfied. Finding and digging up the plant wasn't nearly as exhilarating as chasing pray; sure, the juice that dripped on her tongue was tasteful but it wasn't like the blood from a fresh kill. Clarke kept the plant in her muzzle as she reached down grabbing the rabbit from earlier, it had gone cold by now but the meat will taste the same. Once she was sure she had a good grip on both items she took off running back to Lexa's den.

Clarke had some troubles holding onto both foods, she managed well enough but she could feel some of the huckleberries had broken and were leaking on the side of her face. "I bathed for a while to, I can't stop for another swim Lexa wants me back, maybe she will help clean me up," Clarke shook her head annoyed that the sticky berries were staining her fur. She tried pushing the plant further away from her face but that only resulted with more berries breaking. Clarke sighed rolling her eyes, it wasn't a big deal Lexa will help bath her soon enough.

The house was just ahead, she slowed down leaping over the small metal cage easily. Someone had kept the back door wide open though, she immediately thought of Lexa, such a sweet female maybe this meant she was no longer angry with her. Clarke could hear the humans inside, she thought of changing forms but she didn't real want to go through forth change in a day. It still stung to change forms; Clarke debated on what to do thinking logically she would stay in her wolf form. She eyed the door frame, but there was no way she'd fit, sighing she put the food down and changed back into her human form.

Clarke bit her lip to keep from crying out, her body was not happy with changing so many times in a day, she got the feeling she'll be needing to rest for a while tonight. Once the change finished, she looked herself over she was relieved to feel she was able to tuck her ears away and now she had ears like a human, but she still had her tail out and had four of her fangs. Clarke felt like it was a win that she was able to hide one more part of her true form plus she was able to walk on her own far more easily. Clarke grabbed the foods she had tracked down and made her way inside the house.

She paused mid-way, she had no fur and humans didn't walk around naked, they wore clothes. Clarke looked around seeing what she could use to cover her bare body. A little way down to the left side of the home there was an open room, Lexa called it the laundry room which is where she washed her clothes, Clarke remembered seeing a bundle of clothes in there. She quietly made her way over to the room finding the clothes on top of a shiny square. She eyed the machine suspiciously, Lexa told her it was used to clean the clothes but she hadn't seen this thing before it made her feel uneasy.

Clarke put the food down and carefully she walked towards the shiny cube there were several lights on top, one was flashing. She wasn't sure what it meant though she didn't want to find out why, Clarke snatched up the first piece of clothing she could grab before jumping back, the machine suddenly started shacking. She moved away from it quickly deciding whatever she grabbed would be good enough. Clarke looked at what she had, it was a shirt but it looked rather big for a female, she sniffed at the shirt smelling Lexa's aroma.

"I'm sure Lexa doesn't mind if I wear this," Clarke pulled the shirt over her head struggling a little to put her arms through the other holes. She felt silly having to put this thing on, fur was so much easier to maintain. Finally, Clarke got the shirt on properly she pulled it down as far as it could go thankfully it did cover all the way down to half her legs. Though her bottom was slightly exposed plus her tail lifted the end of the shirt a bit, Clarke shrugged she didn't see it as an issue. She grabbed her things again and made her way towards the living room.

"Lexa, please stop fidgeting you're make me nervous. If Clarke comes back, she comes back, if she doesn't well then it wasn't meant to be," Clarke heard Anya's voice as she made her way to the room, she scuffed at the comment as if she would disobey Lexa's command. She could hear someone shifting around,

"But I really want her to come back Anya. I'm worried about that fucking woman finding her. I have to keep Clarke safe, she's such a unique wolf,"

"And you care about her, probably even like her," a male spoke this had to Lincoln, Clarke paused curious to hear Lexa's reply,

"Well yeah...I really like Clarke,"

"Plus, she's totally your type, blonde, blue eyes, and a nice set of boobs. You can finally ask her out, she's nothing like us and that's pretty hot when you think about it," Clarke's cheeks flushed at Anya's blunt words, well at least she knew what these two things were called.

"Anya! Honestly you can be so so…" Lexa stubbled over her words trying to speak. The room was silent expect for the distant sound of fainter voices speaking more likely from the TV.

"Would you want to go out with her? Have her be your girlfriend?" Lincoln asked, Clarke imagined Lexa may be blushing by the sound of her heart racing. Girl friend? Wasn't she already Lexa's girl friend? But maybe that isn't what the male meant, because Lexa's rapid heartbeat suggested it was more meaningful.

"I know that she really likes me and I know I feel the same way. I just worry that I would be boring to her. Then again if she was inter-" a sharp hiss broke Lexa off, Clarke looked down seeing that fucking feline baring her embarrassing tiny fangs at her. Clarke has never been more tempted to eat this fur ball; it be worth getting heart burn. The kitten stood at the start of the hall looking at her, its back arched, tail raised high and twitching, stupid thing was purposely alerting the humans.

"Clarke? Is that you?" Lexa called; Clarke groaned she shot a snarl at the kitten making it dash away under a wooden desk. Clarke sighed, hating that pet more and more that it interrupted something she felt was very important.

"Yes, it's me," Clarke eased forward walking slowly towards the living room, she hid the food behind her back to surprise them. When she stepped into the room all three humans looked at her and their expression were stunned. Clarke wasn't sure what took them by surprise, either it was how her tail swayed nervously or the fact that she was using one of Lexa's shirts.

She looked down feeling uneasy as none had spoken, they only started at her, Clarke looked down trying to calm herself. She wasn't sure if there would still be a punishment for attacking, being aggressive meant she needed to be hurt. That is what Nia has told her, she whimpered looking up when she heard footsteps coming near, she was startled to see Lexa was now in front of her. Clarke shook a little as Lexa reached out towards her expected to be struck on her mouth but the female wrapped her arms around her neck. Clarke was thrown off by Lexa's affection, she thought Lexa would still be mad at her but here she was hugging her instead. Clarke wanted to hug her back but her hands were full plus they were dirty with berry juice and mud. So, she settled for saying "I'm back," which made Lexa chuckle.

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Lexa POV

"You had me thinking that you left us. Thank you for coming back," Lexa pulled back from her hug smiling at Clarke, the blonde girl was kind of a mess the left side of her face and hair was covered in pink probably from the plant and around her lips and under her chin there was dried blood. Lexa noticed she was wearing one of her old shirts that originally belonged to her papa, she uses it to sleep in, the shirt looked good on the blonde.

"You told me to come back, so I did,"Clarke smiled her tail moving faster as she got excited for some reason, it had Lexa laughing as she cupped the side of her face.

"You scared me, I thought you had left without saying goodbye first. I'm sorry for yelling at you, that wasn't right of me," Lexa ran her thumb across Clarke's cheek who leaned into the touch letting out a gentle purr. The sight of the blue-eyed goddess enjoying her touch made Lexa's own body buzz with delight. The crushing weight of a boulder lifted off her heart and she no longer felt a horrid pain for missing the wolf. Clarke was right here and it brought such a relief knowing that she hadn't left, Lexa wasn't sure how would live with herself if the woman had decided to leave.

"No, I'm sorry, I attacked your friend without thinking clearly and I can't just leave when you brought me to your den," Clarke pulled back before she could ask her to explain the woman suddenly pulled her arms out in front of her from when she hiding something behind her back. Lexa was taken by surprise seeing a hare and some berry plant in her hands, but also how all of her arms down to her fingers where covered in mud. Clarke peaked around Lexa so she decided to move out of the way not sure what she'd plan to do, to be on the safe side she followed after.

"I'm sorry for what I did earlier. I shouldn't have attacked you like that," Clarke walked over to Lincoln who stiffened up a bit when she approached him. Clarke held out the hare to him, Lexa could see the look of hesitation but thankfully he was kind enough to grab the dead thing. "I hunted this down for you as my apology," Clarke's tail wagged quickly, "it's actually my first kill, I've never hunted on my own. I hope you'll enjoy eating it," Clarke smiled at him and Lexa laughed under her breath seeing Lincoln tense up again when he saw the blonde's sharp teeth.

"T-t-thank you Clarke, I'll be sure to thoroughly enjoy it, but umm wouldn't you rather have it?" Lincoln suggested; Lexa moved back to the couch seating on the edge since it seemed like Clarke understood what she had done was wrong. Lincoln face betrayed his real emotions, he wasn't too thrilled having a dead hare in his hands. He was at least handling it well and luckily Clarke was too busy eyeing the hare as she licked at her fangs but shook her head.

"No, it's for you, it took me a while to hunt one down. So please enjoy every bite, would you like to me tare off the fur for you?" Clarke looked up at Lincoln titling her head she flashed her fangs to drive the point home but he quickly shook his head smiling.

"No no, that's fine. I'll be sure to eat it later; I'll just go put it in my kitchen for now. It's a wonderful gift, thank you Clarke," Lincoln moved to stand up and she backed away giving him the chance to move around her. Lexa watched as Lincoln shot her a pleading look, she glanced over to Clarke who was adjusting the plant in her hands. Lexa motioned with her hands to toss the hare into a few plastic bags then throw it away later. Lincoln nodded hurrying off,

"Lincoln so sweet, don't know I'd be able to react the same way like him. I would have ended up rejected it, but if he had he would have offended Clarke's efforts," Anya whispered to her, Lexa nodded in agreement because she knew well enough that she would not have reacted the same way either. The only people she could think of that would have actually appreciate the hare and even eaten it would be her grandparents, Lexa got the feeling those two would love Clarke.

"Lexa, I got this for you to say sorry too. I remember you said you don't eat meat, which is still weird by the way," Clarke held out the plant to her and Lexa took it carefully so as not to raddle the plant and have berries flying everywhere. "This are huckleberries, they're healthy for the body and tasty," Clarke glanced to Anya, "sorry I didn't get you anything, I could hunt you a rabbit tomorrow if you'd like," Clarke offered, Lexa hid her face behind the huckleberry plant hiding her amusement as Anya smiled shaking her head,

"I'm alright, I'm not much of a hare eater. I actually prefer bear meat," Anya joked, at least Lexa hoped she was joking though Clarke seemed to take it seriously as she nodded her head like she was planning on hunting down a bear. God, she had to explain Anya's bluffing, if the hare was her first hunt there was no way she stood a chance against a bear.

Lexa noticed the blonde was scratching at her palms, she placed the plant down on the coffee table then reached out grabbing Clarke's hand. Clarke didn't protest letting her pull the blonde closer so she may look it over. Lexa turned on the lamp besides her and shunned the light on her palm. She frowned seeing that along her hand and fingers where some splinters at least 6 of them, the areas the wood was stuck the skin is red and irritated.

"What happened here? You have a bunch of splinters," Lexa turned her hand to the side seeing a few more there too, it looked like an infection was starting to form the places the wood was stuck under the skin was swelling. She glanced up at Clarke when she didn't answer but the blonde avoids her eyes looking to the floor or to the side,

"Just a slip up, it's nothing major, doesn't even hurt," Clarke tried to pull back but Lexa kept a hold on her, it was sweet the blonde didn't yank her hand away. Lexa knew she had the strength to move away if she wanted to but instead the blonde pouts and stays put.

"How do you managed to get spinsters in your hands? Where you punching a tree?" Anya questioned a teasing smile at her lips, Lexa gave a warning glare though of course there was no way she was going to listen. Anya stuck out her tongue before turning her attention to the wolf,

"No! It was a hunting accident, alright!" Clarke pulled her hand away from Lexa's grip with more force and bared her teeth at Anya the sight would have been more frightening if it were not for the red tint to her cheeks. Anya didn't flinch, her smile growing wider as spark flashed in her eyes at being able to embarrass the blonde. Lexa wasn't about to let this two go at each other's throat, Anya looking as though she was having too much fun jabbing at Clarke's pride; while the wolf looked like she was ready to wrestle the older woman until she submitted.

"Come on Clarke, let's go to my room, I have better lighting in there," Lexa moved off the couch grabbing the plant Clarke gave her, she managed to reach the kitchen's door way tell Anya decided to take another jab,

"So soon Lexa? At least buy Clarke dinner first before you get her into your bed," Anya taunted, Lexa's cheek flushed red she found one of Jam's rubber ball laying by the door way; she plucked it up then spun around throwing it at her friend. Anya barley blocked the assault with a pillow before it could hit her face, "Hey! That could have hurt!"

"That was the intention!" Lexa yelled back; her face was still warm she had a hard time not glancing at Clarke to see her reaction. She focused her attention on taking the plant into the kitchen first then leading Clarke towards her room.

"What did Anya mean taking me to dinner? I brought you dinner so that means it's fine for me to be in your bed, right?" Clarke asked as she followed behind Lexa, who was happy that the blonde couldn't see her face because she was sure she was bright as a tomato. Lexa's mind was deciding to play a number of naughty images of Clarke without her loose shirt on, she shook her head roughly to clear away the idea.

"She's just being Anya; I'm going to grab my tweezers from my closet. Mind washing off the mud on your hands? My bathroom right over there," Lexa gestured towards the left side of her room while she went towards the closet. Lexa glanced over as Clarke moved around the bed heading towards the open bathroom door. Lexa cheeks flushed as her eyes discreetly roamed up and down those toned legs, so much skin on display. She was certain Clarke had no undergarments on because by the sway of her tail it revealed bare cheeks, Lexa swallowed hard.

"What are you planning to do to me?" Clarke asked as she disappeared behind the door way, Lexa hit her elbow on the corner of the door when she spun away to actually look for what she needed. She cursed her dirty mind for getting so heated up, Lexa could hear the water running as Clarke washed her hands,

"W-What?" Lexa stuttered rubbing at her aching elbow, her perverted mind played an infinite image of a certain blonde with bright blue eyes laying out on her bed with no shirt to get in the way. Clarke looking down at her with such lust, licking at those wicked sharp teeth letting out sweet sounds to draw Clarke closer. Lexa's felt her body reacting pleasant to the image of licking down to those hefty breasts and being rewarded with Clarke's surely intoxicating moans.

"You said you are grabbing your tweezers. What are those and why do you need them?" Clarke repeated; the water shut off as the woman came out of the bathroom her hands still dripping with water, she had also cleaned off her cheek small droplets of water lingered on her skin. The blonde had managed to wet the front of her shirt and thank the stars it wasn't a white cloth but the fabric clung to certain areas. Hastily Lexa looked away, pressing her thighs together she yelled at her body for thinking up more profanities. She had to force herself to think of things that turned her off, like guys hitting on her with their stupid pickup lines. One that always helped grounded Lexa was the "Did you have lucky charms for breakfast? Because you look magically delicious!" to this day Lexa can't even eat the cereal without thinking about the unattractive guy.

"There these small metal tools used to pull out small things, like the splinters stuck in your hands," Lexa explained the best she could, she opened the first draw grabbing the tweezers then headed towards the desk and Clarke followed.

"You humans have such weird things, why not use your teeth?" Lexa chuckled shaking her head and patted her office chair so Clarke could sit while she turned on the bright desk light.

"Teeth won't get out something this small, plus you'd hurt yourself more trying to bite it out," once the light was adjusted Lexa kneeled down in front of Clarke, the curious blonde watched her as she took a hold of her hand. Lexa bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself in check when her hand grazed at the blonde's smooth thighs. She started to question why the fuck she wasn't telling this gorgeous woman how much she into her. It wasn't as though they didn't know each other, Lexa only need to ask her out on a date and she could formally ask to have her as a girlfriend.

"I guess that's true, I hope Lincoln enjoys the rabbit I brought him. Other whys I would have gotten these splinters for nothing," Clarke's tail was swinging over the edge of the chair it moved slightly as Lexa worked on getting the wood pieces, needing to squeeze each small thing out.

"I'm sure he will, how did this happen anyways?" Lexa managed to get 4 splinters out already, she was happy to see that they weren't too deep, she set the small wood on top of a paper to keep track of them. Clarke shifted a bit, Lexa glanced up, her cheeks were getting red and she didn't meet her eye's the blonde purposely looked over Lexa through the open door,

"You're not allowed to laugh at me, ok?" Clarke looked down at her, Lexa smiled she squeezed her fingers reassuringly to encourage her to go on. She went back to pushing out the splinters giving her the chance to collect her thoughts. "I was chasing that rab-hare and it managed to trick me, it dove into an unground hole beneath a tree and I didn't... see the tree in time," Clarke grumbled embarrassed, Lexa finally got out the last piece and she set the tweezers down on the desk before looking up at her. The blonde's cheeks were getting redder as Lexa chuckled softly at her embarrassment but not her pain, she gently rubbed at her calf to sooth the woman.

"I'm sorry, that must have hurt, did you hurt anything else?" Lexa continued to stroke Clarke's calf slowly moving up to the top of her knee, she was getting an amusing reaction from Clarke. The woman's breathing picked up, her tail twitched upwards, and she shifted in her seat licking at her fangs. If Lexa didn't know any better, she'd guess she was stimulating the blonde. Lexa shivered at being able to cause such an effect, she got off the floor immediately leaning against the desk. Lexa wasn't sure how much longer she could behave herself as Clarke had squeezed her thighs together. The wolf quickly distracted herself by bringing up her hand to look at the small wounds and lick her palm.

"I hit my muzzle a little, but it's fine, I think," Clarke meet her eyes and Lexa's heart was betraying her once again, the blonde's eyes were so intense like polished sapphires from a jewelry shop. Lexa could get lot in those eyes, she moved without thinking cupping Clarke's cheek and running her thumbs across her cheek bones. Clarke's breath shuttered under her touch, Lexa was feeling light headed and in her hazed stated she felt certain that she is done with pushing her emotions to the side. Lexa is considering asking Clarke out and hope for the best, though she did have the feeling that things will work out perfectly for them.

"Doesn't seem like there's any bruising," Lexa whispered leaning a little closer towards the blonde to gauge her response, Clarke kept her eyes locked with hers as shook her head gently, a soft purr began to pass through her throat. Lexa glanced at her lips wanting so badly to feel them with her own, to nip at those lips and play with her tongue.

"No, I'm fine... Lexa may I ask for something?" Clarke nuzzled her hand; Lexa felt her breath shutter out as her eyes drifted down her body. The shirt she had on didn't give her a chance to see her figure though Lexa was sure it would be worth seeing. Lexa lectured herself once more, thinking she needed to drawl back before allowing her body to do what it likes.

"You don't have to ask me for anything Clarke. You are free to say or do whatever you want, within reason of course," Lexa spoke softly she tore her gaze away from Clarke's exposed skin meeting her eyes. Clarke titled her head a bit a look of confusion crossed her features as she pulled away from Lexa's hands. Lexa dropped her hands to her sides feeling a little ashamed at what she felt like doing to Clarke.

The woman was so innocent, Lexa was certain that Clarke was even a virgin, she probably didn't get why she was suddenly being all touch feely, it wouldn't be right of Lexa to be getting hands with lost girl. No matter how tempting the woman is the blonde needed to be taught about relationships maybe even about sex before Lexa can make a move, it would be the right thing to do. Lexa felt dirty for allowing her temptation to get the best of her, she had to keep ahold of the desire for Clarke, at least until she understood what sex and relationships were.

"But I'm in your den, that means you own me. I'm your wolf I have to do whatever you want me to do," Clarke argued, Lexa did a double take completely stunned, she thought she owned her? The very idea of possessing Clarke like she was an object was disgusting, sure she wants the blonde but not as in ownership. Why on earth would Clarke believe such an idea?! Lexa shook her head immediately needing to make things clear as possible.

"No, Clarke, me and Anya broke you out of the sanctuary for you to be free. You could walk out that door right now and leave if you wanted to. You are not restricted in any way Clarke, I promise you that," Lexa hopped that was clear enough but the look on Clarke's face made it seem like the very statement was a lie. A low grumble came from Clarke's stomach, but the woman didn't react to it she seemed to be lost in her own head. She was probably trying to figure out how it was possible she had her freedom. If Lexa had known this is what Clarke believed when she brought her home, she would have disputed the very thought.

"I am free and you don't own me...how? When a human takes you in you belong to them, that's what has happened in the past," Clarke wasn't sounding so sure of what she said still trying to piece things together. Hearing that from the blonde made it clearer why she thought Lexa owner her. Those fucking people that had the wolf before Lexa twisted with Clarke's mental processes, the woman thought she was property, an object, a thing to break and fix up. Lexa's stomach squeezed and coiled she felt like throwing up that Clarke thought of herself that way. Lexa sighed, pressing a hand to her belly to calm the ache.

"I'm going to warm up your food, I'll be right back or you can come with me it's your choice," Lexa waited for some kind of response though Clarke simply nodded; Lexa reached down placing a hand under her chin she lifted Clarke's head up and waited tell she meet her eyes, "You are NOT an object, you are a wolf with her own mind and desires; let no one and I mean no one not even me tell you other whys," Lexa told her firmly, the blonde looked back at her completely surprised as though being free to do what she liked was the wildest thing in the world.

"Ok," Clarke whispered softly keeping her gaze with Lexa's as she smiled at her grateful that she didn't put up a fight. From the side of her vision she noticed that her golden tail was swaying softly, Lexa couldn't tell if she was nervous or happy.

"I just want to make this clear, I'm not mad or upset in any way, you need to understand that you are free Clarke. You can leave here and go back to the forest or you can stay here with me. If you are wanting to leave that's fine, but I ask that you wait a few weeks before going. The sanctuary is on high alert looking for you and I'm sure Nia is trying to find you too," Lexa felt sadden seeing the fear flash across her eyes when she mentioned the woman.

Clarke didn't say anything simply nodding but her face filed with worry and Lexa practically felt the stress building up. Lexa leaned down not thinking twice, she pressed her lips against the blonde's cheek to distract her from lingering on any thoughts of the abusive woman. Clarke let out a small gasp but didn't flinch away in fact she purred, Lexa chuckled and kissed her cheek again before pulling back giving her a reassuring smile.

"Relax ok? No one's going to find you here, you don't even need to give me an answer of what you would like to do right now. Let a week or two go by and maybe then things will be safe enough, if you want to go," Lexa squeezed her shoulder a bit then turned around and headed to the kitchen. She hoped Clarke will think things over seriously and make a wise choice. Lexa will do her own part in not trying to influence what the wolf may want to do, even if it meant letting Clarke go.

As she got closer to the kitchen Lexa didn't hear the TV on, taking a peek inside the living room, she didn't see anyone there. "Guess they went to bed," Lexa glanced at the clock on the stove seeing the red numbers confirming it was 12:00am. It was later then Lexa thought, she grabbed the plate of slightly cooked burgers and put them in the microwave. While those warmed up Lexa looked for the plant Clarke gave her, but it wasn't on the counter where she left it. Lexa checked inside the trash can hoping her friends didn't throw it away. The plant was in there but all the berries had been plucked, Lexa headed to the fridge looking inside sure enough there where the berries, rinsed and with a little note from Anya,

'Figured I'd clean them for you, I did take a handful they are pretty good'

Lexa chuckled, grabbing a few of the huckleberries popping them into her mouth, she was surprised how sweet they were. Lexa took a few more then shut the fridge since the microwave was going to beep soon. She watched as the food spun and her mind going a little distance as she ate the berries. Lexa was having a hard time understanding what to do with her feelings for the wolf. Would it be best to keep to keep them to herself so that Clarke didn't feel tied down to her? Or best to tell Clarke how she felt and finally explain what the wolf's true emotion towards her is? Or was Lexa ready to accept Clarke's love and could she love the wolf just as much?

Lexa did want to go out with her, there's was no doubt she was attracted to Clarke; but what stopped her was the fact that Clarke is so different from her, mentally and physically. She didn't know whether the blonde being a werewolf was a positive or a negative if they formed a relationship. She understood the wolf knew very little about a human lifestyle, Lexa has taught her a great amount of things but she wasn't sure it was enough; such as when she had checked up on the wolf from the kitchen, she saw how Clarke got jumpy when Anya had turned on the TV, as adorable as it was it was also concerning. It had Lexa thinking what was normal for Clarke?

She pressed a hand against her temple her head starting to hurt, could she be overthinking all of this? Anya and Lincoln have accepted Clarke for being a werewolf and they didn't think twice about it. Lexa bit her bottom lip annoyed at herself, "maybe I need to stop thinking and just let things happen. Clarke is smart, very smart, she can learn everything there is to a human life. I can learn what it means to live as a wolf and not only what her breed is like, I need to get in Clarke's head and understand her. So, what better way to do that then to start a relationship?" Lexa muttered noticing the microwave had stopped spinning, she sighed grabbing the plate thankfully it was still warm. She headed back towards her room, seeing Clarke was staring at her pictures on top of the dresser.

"These are your parents, right?" Clarke asked when Lexa stepped inside closing the door behind her, she held the plate out to Clarke. She glanced at it taking the plate Lexa chuckled seeing Clarke sniff at the food hesitantly. Lexa looked over to the picture frame, it was an old picture of when she was younger with Indra on her left and August on her right. The picture was taken from when they all had cooked cupcakes together, Anya had taken the picture for them. Her papa's beard was covered in flour and her mama had frosting all over her arms, Lexa was in the middle whipping bright purple frosting, her little fingers stained dark purple.

"Yea, on the left is Indra and the right are August, they are really sweet people, I think you'd like them," Lexa glanced at her, she hadn't expected to see a look of sorrow cross her face, the discomfort that showed on the blonde had Lexa remembering what Clarke had said about her pack. She now feared that Collins had in fact killed all or some of the golden wolf's family.

"Why were you making food?" Clarke questioned keeping focus on the photo, she may have been trying to ignore her own lose, Lexa wasn't sure she should continue saying what the photo was for. The picture was to capture the moment Lexa had learned she now had a family that loved and would do anything in the world for her, it was one of her cheeriest moments. But trying to lie to the wolf would also be wrong, Lexa needed to be honest.

"We were celebrating the day for when the papers were finalized and I was officially their daughter," Lexa sat on the bed, Clarke was still holding onto the plate of burgers none have been touched yet. Clarke hummed then looked away from the picture letting out a sigh she sat down the floor and leaned against the dresser.

"Do you ever miss your real parents? The ones who birthed you?" Clarke eyed her food; she poked the meat with her finger then brought it up to her mouth to taste it. Lexa realized she forgotten the silverware but before she could offer to get some; Clarke just grabbed the meat with her hand and took a bite. Lexa grinned seeing Clarke's face light up clearly enjoying the new food. Lexa wasn't bothered at seeing her pointed teeth tearing into the meat, though it was odd to see her eat with her hand.

"Of course, I miss them, if I could wish to have them back I would but I try not to linger on the past. I lost them in a horrible way yes but I get the feeling they would be happy where I ended up," Lexa expected to feel that sick twist in her gut for talking about her parents but it didn't come. She'd never wished to lose her birth parents, if they were still here Lexa wondered what would have become of her life. Thinking of her birth parents was too traumatic for Lexa to be able to feel depressed, the memories of the accident were dug deep and only came out in a nightmare. If something were to happen to the parents, she had now she would spiral into hell; she loves her mama and papa, losing them would destroy her. Clarke looked away for a moment she had a sad smile on her lips while she finished her first patty.

"I guess we aren't similar in that way then," Clarke whispered underneath her breath probably not meant to be heard by Lexa, the woman bit into the next meat a little forcefully. Lexa stayed quiet, it seemed like she was going to add something else.

"You losing your birth parents makes me think of Raven for some reason. Her mama had died before she was born and her birth mom...vanished one day. My parents took Raven in and from there on she was considered my best friend and an older sister even though we look nothing alike," Clarke licked her lips having finished her food she placed the plate besides her. She licked her hand clean of the juices and Lexa looked away feeling odd seeing her clean up that way. Lexa really needs to teach the blonde basic manners, here in the house she could do what'd she like but outside of this place Clarke would stand out like sore thumb.

"You told me that before, do you know where your sister is now?" Lexa choices to ask to distract herself, she was trying not to be dirty minded because Clarke's tongue was easily able to wrap around two of her fingers. She noticed that the blonde went silent glancing over the woman had stiffened up her shoulder tense as a distant look crossed her eyes. Lexa wanted to kick herself for asking something so stupid, Clarke has already told her she didn't even know if her sister was alive or dead so obviously how the hell would she knew where she is?

"No, I was actually supposed to meet her and the other pups a few years ago but... something got in the way and I missed my chance," Clarke wouldn't meet Lexa's eyes, she didn't want to talk about this, of course not. Why would anyone want to think about something so upsetting? If she put herself in the blonde's shoes, she knew she wouldn't want to talk about this.

"You can always try to look for her now, right? If you want, I can help you find your friends, they could still be around the area where you last seen them," Lexa offered, she was startled when Clarke jumped up looking at her completely bewildered, thankfully she wasn't upset by the speed of her tail moving so quickly it was defiantly the opposite.

"You'd help me find my friends? Really?" Clarke smiled when Lexa nodded, she leaned down grabbing the plate off the floor setting it on the table not wanting to chance it breaking.

"Of course, I can search up the area where there have been the most sighting of wolves. Odds are one of the pack of wolves has to be your friends," Lexa barely finished her sentence before Clarke suddenly leapt over tackling her into to the bed in a big hug.

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"Thank you, Lexa! I would really like that!" Clarke embraced her tightly, Lexa was trying to keep her breath together after the sudden impact so she could only nod. Lexa wrapped her arms around her back as Clarke pressed her face against the side of her neck making her heart race. Lexa didn't even care that she might be getting stained with the berry juice that was still left in her hair. Or how her breath smelled like meat; because the blonde was purring and Lexa could feel the sensation against her skin and her body reacted by getting all hot and bothered.

It didn't help that Clarke was mounting her hips and Lexa was wearing shorts with a thin tank top she could literally feel Clarke's breast pressing against her and even feel the warmth coming from bellow her torsos. From the hug alone Lexa could tell she had no bra on either, she had to force her hands to stay on her mid back because Clarke's tail had pushed up the shirt as it was wagging side to side. Lexa took a deep breath trying to control her body's outcome because against her exposed skin she felt a certain part of the Clarke's body rubbing on her bare thigh.

"You're welcome, hey would you like to bath before going to sleep? Your hair has berry stances," Lexa's voice betrayed her arousal for the blonde and Clarke moved back, now full seating on Lexa's hips. Lexa felt a new heat rushing to her cheeks as she looked up at the temptress. One of her fantasies was coming true and that sent another heat wave of desire down Lexa's body settling between her legs, she prayed it wasn't noticeable. Lucky charms Lexa, lucky charms, the struggling brunette told herself repeatedly.

"Yes please, I do feel dirty. Should I take this shirt off?" Clarke reached down grabbing the end of the shirt, but Lexa sat up quickly grabbing her wrist to stop her. If that shirt came off Lexa knew her little gay heart was going to have a hard time holding back.

"No no, you do that in the bathroom," Lexa gulped feeling stupid, she just brought herself closer to the issue, or rather two large very tempting issues. Clarke's breast was right at eye level and the blonde must be a bit cold because Lexa could see the outline of her nipples, she quickly looked up trying to ignore the easy access she would have. She wasn't some horny 16-year-old boy she can be mature enough to have an almost naked sexy woman sitting on her lap. Fuck, Lexa may or may not have let out a whine when she realized Clarke's private was resting against her knee.

"I know that, but how else will you bathe me?" Clarke question threw Lexa off as she let her wrists go, was the blonde trying to kill her? Or was Lexa being invited to touch the blonde? Damn it! Lexa yelled at herself, she cursed the world for making her such a pathetic gay mess right now. Though thank the Gods she was not a boy or her arousal would have been more then flipping evident.

"I-I wouldn't, I'm sure you can do that on your own," Lexa argued desperate to get Clarke to understand and not trying to raise her voice to alarm her. Clarke titled her head she brought her arms up and rested them on Lexa's shoulders, pulling them together tightly.

"But you have bathed me before, remember? I pushed you in that plastic pool and got you all wet," Clarke argued back, Lexa closed her eyes taking a few deep breaths, she did remember that day and Clarke had soaked her. But currently she was wet in an entirely different way and will be unmistakable if she didn't pursued Clarke to get off her lap.

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"Yes, but you were in your wolf form that was... easier. Besides wouldn't you like the chance to bath on your own? It would be fun," Lexa offered praying Clarke would take the offer, the blonde hummed as she thought Lexa opened her eyes to see what she'd choose. Lexa notice her nostrils flare and her cheeks went bright red, she swiftly jumped off of her stumbling into the dresser.

"Actually, that would be fun! I'd like to bathe on my own," Clarke's cheeks were bright red and she avoided meeting her eyes, Lexa wasn't sure what changed her mind but she wasn't about to argue. Lexa pushes off the bed heading towards the bathroom while Clarke followed her at a small distance. Lexa explained how to use each thing in the shower and Clarke listened seeming to understand. Lexa gathered some of her sleep wear for the woman a similar outfit to her own only because it was kind of hot weather. Once Clarke was confident enough Lexa stepped out of the bathroom and closed the door.

Lexa pressed a hand to her heart; the woman was going to kill her from sexual frustration. Clarke really just did something to her; Lexa's body was fuzzy all over still remembering the feeling of the blonde on her lap. Clarke was like no other woman Lexa has ever dated, not a single one of them compared to how badly she wanted the blonde and not just physically either.

Lexa imagined what it would be like to have Clarke as a girlfriend; to create that bound with her and be able to shower her with affection and not avoid contact like Lexa had been doing. Lexa felt stupid for trying to limit contact with Clarke but each time the woman touched her Lexa's body reacted so fast it's kind of scary. But God she wanted Clarke and now Lexa was deciding to give up on holding back and let things play out. She wondered if Clarke would even be interested in her that way, she wasn't some amazing person that could shape shift, she was just a plain human.

Lexa moved over to her bed to lay down, she was feeling worn out, too much had gone on today. She and Anya had freed Clarke out of the Sanctuary, had that rough emotional situation with Lincoln, and Clarke had worked her up something furious. Lexa shuttered at the memory; she was sure she was a mess between her legs something that could be fix able. Lexa bit the inside of her cheeks shaking her head, no she had more control than this she didn't need to touch herself but did she want to? Absolutely.

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Clarke POV

Clarke's first-time bathing in the shower was the oddest yet most exciting thing, she was able explore her new form in a different way that was rather thrilling. Such as when she washed behind her knees it had felt ticklish, if that was the correct word. Though as she continued to wash her body, she had found an abnormal clear slick substance between her legs, she wasn't sure what it was but it smelled similar to when Lexa had been aroused.

Thinking of the female, Clarke she knew by smell that Lexa had become aroused when she had hugged her causing the female to go into a small heat. She wasn't disappointed in the slightest bit, in fact when her boobs were pushed against Lexa, she felt a pleasant tingle in her lower belly. Clarke enjoyed the pleasure so much she hadn't even noticed she had aroused herself with rubbing against the female. Remembering how it felt to push her body into Lexa, her hips aching to thrust forward and combining the new sensations with the human's scent, Clarke was particle drooling.

She licked at her fangs at the memory also recalling how delicious it was to push her lips against Lexa's jugular. Clarke wanted to lick that spot where Lexa's scent was strongest, wanting to see if the female tasted as good as she smelled. She flicked her tongue over her teeth, fangs growing out as her wolf tried to convince her that she ought to pin the green-eyed human to the bed and bite into her neck. The wolf within in was telling her it would be so easy to take the female as her mate; it'd only take one bite and Lexa would be hers for always. The idea was incredible tempting, but Clarke couldn't bind their souls for all eternity without remembering all the steps. Clarke only remembered that one needed to hunt something down and bite the other wolf. But Lexa wasn't a wolf, she was a human, if Lexa wanted to be her soulmate would Clarke follow the same steps to binding their souls as one? Though another concern was whether or not Lexa would want to be with her until the end of time.

Clarke finished washing up and as Lexa had instructed, she put on the clothes the female had left out for her. There were two new clothes with the shirt and small pants, one looked like they were smaller pants but the fabric was thin and see through and the other was another small shirt. She sniffed at them curiously finding Lexa's scent on each of the garments. She pulled the clothes on but the small shirt didn't fit over her boobs not wanting to brother with it she tossed it back to where it was.

Once she had all of the clothes on Clarke headed back into Lexa's room, she was surprised to see the human had fallen asleep. She looked so peaceful, her chest rising and falling with each breath she took, Clarke leaned over the female watching her eyes twitch behind her eye lids. She smiled seeing Lexa be at harmony, she leaned down nuzzling her cheek, letting her lips drag across Lexa's cheek to her temple. Clarke took a deep breath of her scent tasting a new scent in the air but before she could puzzle out the smell, she heard a small creak on the floor before the door began to open. She instinctually moved towards the front of Lexa's bed blocking the intruder from coming closer. Clarke sniffed and realized it was only Anya, she relaxed as the door fully opened and the older women nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw her.

"Joken skafa! (fucking hell)" Anya yelled before she gripped the door frame then glared at Clarke, she titled her head wondering why she looked so mad and how her heart was going beating a mile a minute. "Clarke! What the fuck!? You scared the shit out of me," Anya whispered yelled as she gripped the door frame harder her breathing off pattern while she gathered her senses.

"But I didn't growl, I wasn't even going to attack you," Clarke huffed, she swayed her tail as she watched the human try to control her heart,

"That wasn't the issue! You don't stand there staring at the door, you at least say hi or something," Anya sighed, she shook her head finally releasing the door frame from her death grip, she took a deep breath as she spoke, "Anyways, I'm guessing Lexa fell asleep?" Clarke nodded, she moved to the side showing the sleeping human who hadn't stirred during the commotion,

"Did you need something?" Clarke kept her eyes on Lexa enjoying the little smile that tugged at the corner of her lips. She wondered what she was dreaming of to cause such a sweet smile, maybe the dream was for her parents. Clarke longed for the days that her own dreams weren't filled with nightmares, the only time they were kept at bay was when she spent all day with the female,

"No, I just wanted to tell her I have Jelly. The kitten usually sleeps in here with her but seeing as she hasn't warmed up to you, I rather avoid someone getting eaten," Clarke could hear it in Anya's tone that she was only mildly joking around, still she snorted looking back at her.

"I'll let her know if she wakes up and I wouldn't eat that thing. Lexa asked me not to eat either of your guys pet, so I won't," Clarke said with confidences, Anya chuckled nodding she made to close the door but then an idea struck her. For whatever reason Lexa didn't want to explain this feeing she had for her. Lexa had said it was really liking someone, but the emotion didn't seem to fit to what Clarke felt. What she felt wasn't simply liking, it felt stronger than that.

"Hey Anya, I want to ask you something, if that is alright?" Clarke spoke up before the door closed, Anya reopened the door looking surprised as she nodded to show her approval,

"Sure, what's on your mind?" Anya questioned leaning on the door frame her hand still rested at the knob like it would be a quick answer. Maybe it was a simple thing to answer,

"I feel an emotion that I'm sure I haven't felt before, at least I don't think so. Whenever I'm around Lexa, she makes my heart beat so fast like I just leapt over the moon, makes my cheeks feel hot as a summer's day, and when she smiles at me, I forget how to breath. What is that feeling?" As Clarke describes what she is feeling she looks to the female who caused this mess of emotions inside of her. She felt like this emotion was both old yet familiar, as though she has felt this way once up a time; but the memories of her abuse have ruined her ability to understand the basic feeling. Anya hadn't answered which she found to be unlike her, she looked back at her questioningly,

"That's going to take longer to explain, umm come out here to the living room with me. Have you told Lexa all of this?" Anya pushed the door open enough for Clarke to squeeze by as she shut the door gently. Clarke repeated what Lexa had told her and even added how she felt the human didn't have the right word. "I'm not surprised, Lexa has never fallen for anyone even though I know she wants to. She might be scared that she is not good enough for someone like you," Anya sighed while they headed into the living room the older female taking a seat leaning back against the couch. Clarke sat next to Anya bringing her legs up as to rest her arms on her knees allowing her tail to lay between them.

"Why would she think that? Lexa is an incredible human, no offense to you but she has been the only one to work for my trust. Other humans either expected that I be submissive or that I was too stupid to know how to behave," Clarke felt Anya's hand petting her tail her fingers running through the fur she was going to growl but Anya didn't seem to be aware of what she was doing. The older female looked like she was only half awake so Clarke didn't bother with moving her tail away, besides she willingly helping her out.

"Well think about it, Lexa has more or less grown up the basic way for a human. People don't exactly have incredible shifting powers like you do. Lexa probably thinks she is too bland and that you surely will get bored of her eventually because she isn't a werewolf. That poor girl more likely thinks she isn't worthy enough, those damn kids messed with her head to think that she isn't allowed to have anything good," Anya continued to run her fingers down Clarke's tail being gentle, but Clarke's chest was compromising painfully as if someone reached inside her chest and was batting her heart around even her stomach felt nauseous. Her feelings sent her into a tantrum that she didn't register that last thing that Anya had said. Lexa thought, she wasn't good enough for her?! The female that had stuck around no matter how threatening she had been? How she deliberately wanted to terrify Lexa to the point that she'd give up on her? Why would Lexa ever think like this?!

"That's outrages! Lexa is more than I could ever hope for in a mate! I'm the one that can't be good enough for her, I am 22 springs and only today hunted my first kill when I should have done it when I was 12; I've lived in cages most of my life being pampered or beaten, and my paws are soaked in the blood of my enemies, I am a monster!" Clarke growled livid that Lexa would think she was inadequate for her, a wolf who has basically never lived a true life and has spilled more blood then she cares to think of. Spending a great amount of time with Lexa had her realizing what had done to protect herself had been wrong. Clarke didn't need to kill those humans that been after her pelt; she could have just hurt them to the point that someone would have came to help her.

She tried not to linger on those times, it brought her to close to the dark abbess that was her wolf's way of living. Clarke had spooked Anya enough to wake her up, the human had been drifting off until she began yelling. Clarke sighed mad at herself for the outburst, she flicked her tail to reassure the older female that she meant no harm. Anya seemed to be to heavy with sleep to fully understand what she had said, which was a good thing.

"Then both of you are at fault, you two need to talk about what you are feeling for each other," it was evedent the human had only caught part of what Clarke blurted out, it set her at ease to know that the older human hadn't been listening to her entire tantrum. "It's painfully obvious that you both love each other," Anya laughed her fingers resuming to brush through Clarke's fur, while her eye lids drifted closed.

Clarke's earlier outburst vanished when she heard that word because it had brought a hundred memories rushing forward passing through her mind like a moving picture. The emotion was not as unorthodox as she had believed, she has experienced it before towards those in her former pack. When alpha Kane told his wolves how much he valued them and that he would do anything in the world to keep them safe, or how Raven and Octavia would pounce on her and cuddle up to her telling her they wanted to stay friends forever, or how her mom and dad would tell her that she meant more to them then Gaia herself. Love, how on earth could Clarke have forgotten about love? She actually knew the emotion, but she has only felt it for her parents or her best friends never for a human.

Yet it all made sense now, why she wanted to be close to Lexa, to have their scents combine to the point they couldn't be told apart. How she wanted to spend every day with her to learn all there is to know about her, both the good and the bad. How Clarke's wolf and her human mind accepted the female like she was a wolf, welcoming her touch and even calling out for her. Wanting to mark the human with her fangs, to be able to show the world that Lexa was hers and she wanted the female to claim her as well. That flutter in her chest wasn't just her heart, it was her soul, calling out desperately for the blind wolf to open her eyes and see the truth. Clarke was in love with Lexa, the wolf and human inside of her felt like howling, to have her musical song pierce into the sky that Gaia may hear it, that she has actually found her potential soulmate!

"Now the important question is, would you ever hurt Lexa emotionally? Because I know one thing for sure, she will do anything for you even if she doesn't always say it," Anya glared at Clarke, it felt like the human was sizing her up, but she was too excited to take her threat seriously, "because if you hurt her you will regret it. I don't care how strong and powerful you are, I will find a way to hurt you if you remotely damage Lexa," Anya's gaze was more heated then normal Clarke wasn't sure why she looked so guarded. She gave the older female a bright smile wagging her tail happily, far too much in bliss to worry about Anya's warning.

"I would never hurt Lexa, I think she is meant to be my soulmate," Clarke was glad to see Anya relax laying back in her seat though a puzzled look crossed her face, maybe she didn't believe her. Clarke will have to convince her that Lexa could be her soulmate, there were a number of signs that she and Lexa were meant to become one, "Anya, I have been on the edge of losing my human mind for years, but then Lexa barged into my life and forced herself through the walls that I kept over my heart, no matter how mean I was to her. I wanted to shut her out and ignore the feelings she caused to stir up inside of me. But her sweet words and the mere essences that created Lexa to be who she was called out to me like a storm,"

"I've only ever known pain, fear, and hunger for years on end, every day was dreadful because each time I opened my eyes, I wish I had died in my sleep. But when I'm around Lexa she brightens my life more than a full moon, she chases away the dark thoughts that threaten to take me. I want to be by Lexa's side for all eternity and whatever she wants me to be for her, I will be it. If she wants to only be friends, or for me to protect her, or to be her cuddly wolf that she can cry to, then so be it. I am more than sure that Lexa is my mate to be, we are meant to be together; I can feel it in my soul that even Gaia won't frown upon my chose of mate," Clarke wagged her tail feeling confident as Anya slowly smiled and the tension from earlier lifted. The muscles in her tail were starting to ache with how fast she moved it, she had to claim herself or she will be soar later on. Yet the amount of delight that filled her was hard to tie down, one thing was certain, she had to tell Lexa what she was feeling.

"Well then Clarke, I'm happy to hear that, some advice on my part make it clear that your love is for real, but doing so without actually using the word, at least for now. Other whys Lexa might freak out that she 'forced' you to confess your feelings or blame me that I influenced you somehow," Anya yawned, it was sweet how well the human understood Lexa and it was also kind that the older female was actually trusting Clarke. Anya shook her head lightly trying to stay awake, her hand still resting on her tail tugging lightly on the end trying to keep herself alert. The small tug helped her keep the tail steady instead of moving fast enough to keep whacking Anya's thigh.

"Ok, but how do I do that?" wouldn't be easier if Clarke simple confessed her feelings? Why hide them if she knew what they were now? Maybe it was a human thing, she knew ought to let the human sleep but she really wanted to hear how she can tell or show Lexa how much she was found of her.

"Oh, it's really easy a little flirting, constant but subtle touches like giving her a hug, and of course always the best one is giving her a kiss," Anya's eyes drifting closed her breathing slowed down clearly, she was exhausted, yet the human was keeping herself awake to help her out, the phrasing to her words didn't entirely make sense but she more or less understood what she meant. Clarke really was staring to enjoy having Anya as a friend, the older female was actually charming, in her own way.

"I have touched her and I have kissed her," Clarke said proudly holding her head up feeling gleeful though she left out how Lexa mostly accepted those affections when she was in her wolf form. Anya opened her eyes again she a had a flicker of curiosity pass over her facial expression,

"How do you kiss someone in your wolf form?" Anya asked, Clarke rolled her eyes at such a stupid question, she leaned over towards Anya and kissed her cheek. The human stiffened up before Anya laughed, Clarke's face scrunch up confused before being offended as the female had the nerve to actually whip off her kiss as she had leaned back.

"What's so funny? Lexa enjoys my kisses it makes her giggle every time," Clarke said defensively glaring at the female as she shook her head chuckling again.

"That is not a kiss in human form, that is straight up licking and if you do that to Lexa you're not going to get the reaction your hoping for," Anya explained then she leaned over and Clarke did her best not to growl as the older female leaned close to her. She remembers that Anya had done this before having kissed her in her wolf form, she knew what a kiss was but Clarke didn't know she had to kiss like a human would, apparently one can't use their tongue to show affection. Anya pressed her lips against Clarke's cheek making a small pop sound. Lexa had done this to her earlier, when Anya had kissed her cheek, she felt a little flutter but nothing like Lexa's kiss where it had caused her head to feel fuzzy.

"Now that's a kiss and if you do that to her lips, well, she's just going to go all gaga over you, in a good way of course," Anya closed her eyes again her breathing was slowing down as her body shut down to rest finally giving into her well-deserved sleep. The older human had been keeping herself up for Clarke's sack it was rather kind of her. She will have to make it up to Anya by hunting down a bear so she may enjoy its meat.

"Oh, one more thing this stays between us as a secret and if you tell anyone your tongue will turn purple," Anya jolted away for a moment as she held out her hand extending a pinky, Clarke wasn't sure what she wanted so she copied what Anya had done. The strange human hooked their pinky's together before letting go and falling back giving into her slumber for real this time. She laughed at the human's will to stay awake for sure a needless reason, Clarke watched her a moment seeing she had indeed gone under. Clarke sighed thinking back the female who always seemed to occupy her mind; she was looking forward to showing Lexa how she wants her as a mate. If the female felt as strongly as she did for her then Clarke will ask her to be her soulmate.

"I'm in love with Lexa, my fellow wolves won't like it but to hell with it most of them are gone anyways. I can do what I like and I want Lexa to be my mate," Clarke whispered softly not wanting to wake the human besides her. She pushed off the couch and moved over to Anya, she scoped the taller women easily then carried her off towards her own bed. Once she sniffed out Anya's room and avoid kicking at that damn fur ball for clawing at her, she tucked Anya into bed and headed back to Lexa's room.

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Lexa POV

Lexa woke up startled as the bed had dipped on one side, she turned around rubbing at her eyes. Once her sight was cleared, Lexa saw Clarke perched on the bed her tail was moving quickly something had gotten her all excited. She wondered what it could have happened because Clarke's eyes were sparkling in a new way as she looked down at her.

"It's ok I sleep here with you, yeah?" Clarke whispered softly; Lexa smiled nodding she patted the empty stop next to her she moved over to give her more space and Clarke claimed in bed to lay with her. She noticed her hair was still damp but it was clean at least, her long wavy hair really brought out her features, Lexa wondered momentarily what she would look like if the blonde had cut it short.

"Wasn't so bad bathing on your own huh?" Lexa yawned, Clarke chuckled she moved closer to her wrapping an arm around her waist and her tail lightly tickled her calf. Suddenly Lexa was far more awake, she blinked a few times getting rid of the sleep all together as Clarke cuddle up to her. She had to remind herself to stay put having promised herself to let things play out naturally and not overthink it.

"No, it was nice. Would have liked it better if you'd been in there with me," Clarke nuzzled Lexa under her chin tell she was able to rest her head against her collarbone. Lexa blushed at the very tempting idea, no clothes, steamy water, and a hot naked blonde. She nipped at her the inside of her cheek to stop her body's reaction to the pleasant offer.

"Well usually that's done between two people who are dating or courting, which ever word makes sense to you," Lexa hopped Clarke couldn't hear her heart about to burst, though she doubted that the blonde wasn't able to hear the sound considering where she was currently laying. Clarke's arm moved around Lexa's stomach and she pulled her in closer letting out a content sigh. Lexa could feel two certain things pressing against her side; it didn't take a genius to figure out what it is. Again, the blonde had no bra, which was weird because she was certain she left a sports bra in the bundle of pajamas.

"I know what dating is, I've heard the word often enough to understand what it means. You humans have such unusual customs, wouldn't it be easier to just do what you want? But no Anya says there's things you need to show in order to express your feelings," Clarke sighed relaxing maybe wanting to sleep, but Lexa gently pushed on Clarke's shoulder to have her look at her. Her mentioning Anya had her a bit concerned, Lexa knows her best friend just loves to screw with people and having that woman teaching a clueless Clarke didn't sit well with her.

"What exactly did Anya tell you?" Lexa questioned the blonde shifts until she was meet her gaze, Clarke grinned showing all of her sharp fangs, Lexa got that funny jolt of eagerness at seeing those fangs, why on earth did she want to be bitten by those? Clarke laid a hand against Lexa's chest directly over her heart.

"Anya told me a lot about...emotions and what they mean. I found it was very helpful understanding the new things I have been feeling," Clarke leaned in close to Lexa's face, Lexa couldn't help looking down at her mouth the blonde's tongue peaked out tracing those plump lips.

"When did you talk with Anya?" Lexa looked away from the blonde's lips the temptation to lean in to close the distance was becoming too much. Lexa couldn't even move back if she wanted to, plus Clarke was basically on top of her and she had no way of leaving, not that she actually wanted to.

"When you were sleeping, she was here earlier she wanted to let you know she had that cat so you wouldn't worry. I talked with her out in the living so as not to wake you," Clarke kept the distance between them the same, Lexa could feel her breath against her face, warm, minty, and why the hell was she holding back right now? Lexa licked at her lips trying to keep a clear mind while staring into those pretty blue eyes.

"What did she say? Anya likes to play tricks; you should be cautious what she tells you. Just to let you know, you don't have to hold back your emotions, if you want to express something simply do it," Lexa advised she almost let out a whine when the blonde had leaned back. She wanted to pull the blonde close to her and be able to freely explore all of her delicious curves, her eyes traveling south almost against her will. Clarke's chuckles brought Lexa back from her day dream, she was shaking her head softy,

"Anya was nice actually, she wasn't being devious, plus she said it stayed between me and her. Anya even made me promise, she said you're never allowed to break the promise or your tongue will turn purple," Clarke completely believed her, the poor thing. Lexa will have to talk with her best friend. Clarke was being very trusting right now; Anya shouldn't be making up things and confusing the wolf. "You meant what you said, right? That I can do what I want and express what I like?"

"Yes, of course, like I sa-" Lexa's words were cut off as Clarke had pressed her lips against her own. Lexa's eyes widen before she slowly closed them pushing her lips harder against Clarke's.

Lexa felt Clarke purring against her lips, her mind slowly escaping her and not believing that she was finally kissing this beautiful woman. Lexa ran her hands up Clarke's back, tangling a hand into the damp hair while the other snuck its way the under the lose shirt to trail up her spine. Clarke's soft purrs made the kiss more delicious; Lexa parted her lips and gently she used her tongue to trace Clarke's bottom lip nipping at the plum flesh softly.

Clarke let out a growl Lexa worried she may have pushed it but then the blonde pulled her in tighter. Clarke parted her lips, a little hesitant but she hadn't moved away at all so Lexa took the invite. She slipped her tongue inside finding her target she twirled her tongue around her own. Lexa could feel the moan escape Clarke; it was thrilling to hear she used her slick tongue to trace the inside of the blonde's mouth. She was able to taste the blonde for the first time; her scent didn't compare to the flavor that touched her tongue. Was this normal? How was it that Clarke's lips and tongue were sweet and made Lexa crave more of her?

She pulled the blonde tighter into her body letting her knee slip between Clarke's legs to press lightly on her core. Clarke let out a moan crossed with a growl her hips jolted against her knee and she wanted to hear the sound tenfold. Lexa felt Clarke's sharp fangs when she had bumped into them reminding her that she had to be careful not to push it but God it was exciting to be able to trace each one of them. Lexa felt Clarke now push her own tongue inside her mouth taking control of the kiss which Lexa was happy to give up as the blonde explored her mouth like she'd done to her. Apparently, she learned by example, had Lexa wondering what else she could learn by example.

With a gasp of air Clarke pulled back a trail of silver still connecting their lips. Lexa panted heavily her body felt tingly all over as she looks up at the blonde that somehow was now straddling her hips. Clarke's eyes were so dilated Lexa barely could see the blue in them, she was loving the fact that she was able to work up the woman just as badly as she was. Clarke licked at lips, her fangs catching the light little within the room and they gleamed, the sight of the blonde looking down at her like she was her next meal sent a heat wavy towards her lower torsos. Lexa wouldn't mind one bit being that meal, she wanted to continue the kiss and by way Clarke was staring at her lips she wanted to do the same thing.

But Lexa needed to know something first before letting this make out session continue. Lexa dragged her tongue over her lips catching her breath as Clarke lowered herself down to lean over her. "W-What brought that on?" Lexa asked trying to stay focused and not let her body take over as Clarke now placed a hand on either side of her head, towering of her. She wanted so badly to grab Clarke by her hips and thrust against her, to satisfy that damn ache increasing down under.

"You told me earlier that I was free to do whatever; I wanted to show you how much I love you, there is no reason for me to not just say it when I know in my own heart and soul that it is true," Clarke leaned down pressing her lips against Lexa's briefly, then she laid back down on top of her basically using her like a pillow. Lexa's stomach filled with butterflies a magnificent warmth lifted her heart at hearing Clarke's confession. Lexa questioned if she was still asleep, if this was all a hallucination that her mind has conjured up to please her. Yet her lips were still tingling with the effect of Clarke's lips having been pressed into her moments ago.

"You love me? And you do know what that means?" Lexa pushed on Clarke's shoulder to get her to look at her as she had burrowed her face into her breast. She was now wondering if maybe she had lost her mind, why was she questioning any of this? Lexa has been wanting Clarke for more than a month based off her personality alone and now getting to see her other form which really sealed the deal that she was in love with the blonde. She had feared that maybe Clarke only loved her as a friend but obviously that was not the case. It seemed that Lexa's silent prays were being answered so shouldn't she shut up and enjoy this moment? Clarke lifted her head with a small growl in protest for being made to move but a smirk was forming on her lips,

"I know what love is, I have felt it before for my pack but I had forgotten what it was over the years because I had no one to care for. Before I met you I had given up on living, I let a storm of shadows swallow my heart, I would allow no one to become close to me, not even the mindless wolves, I basically killed a part of myself that used to be free," Clarke cuddled against Lexa's breast, the blonde may not have been completely awake because Lexa didn't understand what she meant she was about to ask what she meant but then she the wolf added,

"But then when you planted yourself into my life and wouldn't leave, no matter what I tried to drive you away. Lexa you have helped me live again, reminded me that I didn't need to be cold hearted, and you have done so much more than that," Clarke whispered quietly, Lexa held on the blonde giving her a small squeeze to encouraging her to keep going because she had hesitated,

"I want you to be my mate Lexa and later on down the road, even if it takes years for now, I want to bind our souls together so that we can be soulmates. My wolf and human mind tell me that Gaia would be more than happy to bind us, that it doesn't matter if you are human," Clarke's words slurred towards the end like she was close to falling asleep. Lexa wanted to ask more questions there were so many spinning through her mind, this was a huge step for them. But it was way too late or rather early to be staring a question marathon, one look at the clock mounted to her wall confirmed that it was nearly 2:00 o'clock in the morning. She was exhausted yet her heart hammered at her chest overwhelmed with delight that Clarke truly loved her and apparently so much that she actually wanted her to be her mate. Lexa had to guess that it was a being deal in her world wanting become soul mates. The passionate way that Clarke said it actually reassured Lexa that it was this was all real, the wolf wanted someone as basic as herself.

"I love you too," Lexa whispered pulling the blonde closer it felt like no matter how close she held the wolf it just wasn't enough; she genuinely loved this woman. She leaned down kissing the top of her head letting herself drift off, she felt Clarke soon purring afterwards the gentle sounds like a melody. Lexa felt Clarke's tail wrap around her thigh which made her realize that she was more than like dating a werewolf and she wouldn't have it any other way. As sleep took over, she smiled in her sleep at the amazing days to come as she and Clarke will develop a new kind of relationship.

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Gotta say this chapter had me nervous! I wasn't too sure if it seemed rushed at all, I hope it didn't seem that way!

What was your favorite part? or what made you laugh the most? Can't wait to hear from all of you! XD

Can anyone guess when the next update will be? that's right in 2 weeks! lol so please come back and finish this adventure with me! :D

Love ya lots and pretty please won't you be sweet enough to leave me a treat?

-YuriWolf

Oh, just one little thing, in the future I will be going back to edit "You're a wolf, stand proud" my other Clexa story, I was looking it over and it bugged me how many small mistakes were there. So, I will be fixing up the slip ups, I mention this so as not to create any false hope of another chapter for THAT story.