"Well part of what was said about the boys was true. They cornered me and they were doing all that stuff, but I wasn't scared, I was getting angry, and I wasn't trying to hurt them, just to get them off of me, then one of them got cut and I smelt the blood, oh how I wanted that blood, but I ran instead. That's when I ran into my principal, only it wasn't her. I got a feeling right off the bat that something was wrong, something wasn't right. She grabbed my wrist, I wasn't able to pull free, not without hurting her, and I didn't want to do that. Then she pulled me in and I was pinned up against her body, but something didn't feel right, something was wrong. Then I was able to figure out what she was, a hunter had disguised himself as her, to get to me." I sighed and he looked wide eyed and worried. "Once I figured that out I was able to focus and calm down, but then he punched me in the head, and I am surprised I didn't shift right there and rip his throat out. I did bite him though, and by then the hunger was already going nuts, the tremors were spasms and the fever was setting in, I was fighting it off as best as I could. I just bit him, my teeth were already sharp but I let go, I didn't tear and feed like I wanted to, I let go and ran here." I sighed and leaned back against the couch, my uncle was speechless for a few minutes.
"Do you know what the guy looks like?" I nodded silently. He looked eager to know, excited almost.
"He was really tall, golden blonde hair, and golden eyes, amber almost, like the necklace mom use to wear for special occasions. He seemed familiar too, but I couldn't place were." I looked over at my uncle, his face was white, and he got up and walked to his bedroom. I got up and followed him.
"Do you remember the night your parents died?" I shook my head. "Well after they died and the police took your statement, they let me have a copy. Your exact words to describe the guy that killed them to the police were 'He had hair the color of gold and eyes that were golden, like the amber rock mommy wears for special occasions, and he was really, really tall, his head almost bumped the door frames.'...Sound familiar?" I backed up in disbelief; I hit the wall and slid down.
"I let him get away? He was right there and I let him get away!" I was furious with myself right now, just think; I could have gotten revenge on the bastard that killed my family. The only ones who could help me with what I was dealing with right now. I stormed away.
"I'm going to bed, leave me alone please." I slammed the door and collapsed onto my bed. I was so angry I was sobbing, after I was too tired to cry anymore, I felt him, Malkali, and I could feel him brushing my mind like in the dream. I relaxed and let myself fall into that wonderful dream again.
This time, paradise wasn't quite that, the landscape reflected my mood, which was not a good one right now. I brightened a little bit when I saw Malkali standing with his back to me, looking over the scenery. Suddenly I got playful; I quickly and quietly shifted into a wolf and snuck up behind him, before jumping on him. He turned quickly, ready to fight, and he was wary of the playful silver wolf that was looking at him. I licked his hand and we both felt sparks fly. He looked into my eyes and smiled a warm and loving smile.
"Luna, it's about time you got back, I was waiting you know." He started off with his arms crossed over his chest. I felt sorry and I shifted back to human, didn't dawn on me that he might have more of a problem with nudity then I did. When you were a wolf, sometimes you ended up naked around other people, that's just the way it is and you get use to it.
I got up and smiled at him, going up to him and grabbing his face before kissing him lightly. I almost fainted from that one kiss, it was dizzying, the sparks and the intensity, it was addicting. He looked down at me then blushed and looked away, I looked down and realised I was still naked, while he wasn't. Something had to change. So I got some clothes on, which was a low cut top and tight jeans. He looked back and still blushed a bit. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in close. We both moaned slightly at the feel of the others body pressed up against ours. We just stood there, holding each other all night, each one content with just being this close. I kissed his chest lightly before looking up into his eyes.
"I have to go soon. The cops are going to be coming back today to finish talking to me and tell me what I'm getting charged with...I'll see you later ok?" I leaned up and kissed him lightly, and then a hunger took over, a hunger unlike any I have had before, a hunger for him. I kissed him harder this time, dipping my tongue into his mouth and moaning at how good he tasted, we started a war with our tongues, one that didn't seem like it was going to end any time soon. I could feel his hands on me, one hand was on my neck, pulling me closer and gently caressing at the same time. The other was skimming around under my shirt, feeling my skin. It felt like electricity between us, and I loved it. I let my hands explore his body, skimming over the muscles in his stomach, and up to part of his chest. I broke the kiss momentarily to get the pestering shirt out of the way.
"You have tattoo's" I noted quietly, running my hands over the tattoos on his shoulders. "A wolf, and a paw print...we match." I laughed and kissed the head of the wolf that was jumping down his right arm.
"What do you mean?" He pulled back and looked at me, his eyes full of passion and lust. I smiled, stepping back a bit and slid my shirt off over my head. I could see the lust flash in his eyes as he reached out and put his hands on my hips, I turned and showed him the wolf on my side. I felt him gently run his fingers over it, as if he was petting it.
"I even have a paw print, it's on my hip." I slid his hand down so it was resting on top of the paw print. I smiled and leaned against him, relishing the skin on skin contact that the action created. The hunger for him grew as I placed seductive kisses along his chest and up to his neck. I felt his hands dip down into my pants a bit, as I slid my hands down and undid the button and zipper that were blocking my way. His head lulled back and to the side as I slid my hand down his pants and my fingers wrapped around his shaft. He pulled me in close and rested his head on my shoulder, gently biting it as my hand established a slow and torturing pace. His fingers started digging into my hips as I squeezed a bit tighter, grazing my thumb over the tip every so often.