A Series Of Odd Moments

I woke up, in Skylr's shirt and nothing else, with his arm around me. What the fuck happened last night?

I slowly got up, not disturbing him. Well, so I thought, until he sat up right next to me. He kissed my cheek. "Goodmorning, beautiful."

As much as I enjoyed the touch, I moved away. Something happened to me last night...what if I didn't pass out? What if I actually had sex with him? And I don't even remember...

"Taylor, what's wrong?" Skylr asked, concerned.

I looked up at him. "Did we...?" I trailed.

He shook his head, a sad look in those beautiful eyes. "I would never while you were drugged."

Drugged. I was drugged. That explains it. I shivered at the thought. Someone drugged me. At least I didn't lose my virginity and not remember...

"Out of curiousity, why did you ask if we had sex? And why did you sound like you wish we hadn't?"

I slightly blushed. "I'm only wearing your shirt. Plus," I said, taking his hand and squeezing it, "I want to remember when we have sex."

He chuckled and I lay my head down on his lap, tired still. And sad. Why did someone drug me? Skylr sensed the change in my mood and soothingly stroked my hair. "What're you thinking, darling?"

"I think it was Elaina." I stated, closing my eyes. She's my only enemy who was in this place last night, the only one with motive.

"I don't think she did." He said, thoughtfully. "That's not really her style, she doesn't want us to have sex." Hm, now I want to fuck him even more.

"Maybe she did it to make me seem like some horny skank that only wants you for sex. It would make me live up to the image I have at school."

He caressed my neck, almost longingly. I sat up, face to face with him, but his eyes weren't on mine they were on my neck. I moved my hair out of the way, making it more open. His eyes caught mine at this and his jaw set. "Put your hair back." He ordered.

I shook my head and leaned my head to the side. "Do it." I said, compellingly. "You want to...I want you to..."

He glanced at my neck again, before his eyes hardened and he glared at me. "No." His eyes were slowly getting darker, meaning he's getting more thirsty.

I didn't change my hair or anything, I just stared at him. "Why? That was the closest I had ever felt to you. And I'm not the only one who enjoyed it, so why deny it?"

"Because it's wrong!" He roared. I hadn't seen him so angry before, but instead of backing down, my natural instinct is to fight back.

I stood up, glaring. "I want it!" I said, taking a step closer. He took a step back. "No, I need it." Another forward and another back, this pattern continued until he hit a wall.

"Taylor, no." Honestly, I hate that word. So. Much.

My fists clenched tightly, tight enough that my nails dug into my skin, causing them to slightly bleed. And that's what it took.

I was close enough to him that all he had to do was wrap his arms around my waist and pull me towards him. Skylr leaned in, his fangs slowly extending. They grazed my skin, creating a spark of desire. My hand reached to the back of his head to pull him closer-

"Hey guys, do you want to- OH MY GOD! SKYLR WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, MAN?" Jeremiah yelled.

A low growl rose in my throat towards Jeremiah, as Skylr disappeared from me and was on the other side of the room. "I need to go hunting." Skylr said quickly, before I could say anything. "Bye!" Then he was gone.

I glared at Jeremiah and crossed my arms. "What the hell was that? You just barged in here and ruined everything!"

"He was going to drink from you!" Thank you, captain obvious!

"I know! That's what I wanted!"

He came up and grabbed me by the ear, dragging me through the castle. "Ow, ow, let go! Where are we going?"

We came to the living room where Dana was reading a book. "Dana! Taylor has something to share!" He said, finally releasing my ear.

I gently rubbed it while glaring at him. "No I don't. This isn't any of your business anyways, retard, keep your nose out of it!" I growled at him.

"You trying to get Skylr to drink from you and wanting it is everyone's business! If you suceed, he'll be worse off!"

Dana stood in the middle of us. "Jeremiah, leave. Go find Skylr. I'll talk to Taylor."

Jeremiah gave me a smug look and I went to attack him but Dana caught my wrist and held me back with ease. I tried to rip my hand free, but failed because I was too weak. She only let go once Jeremiah was long gone and I was exhausted of trying to make her let go. I sat down on the couch and she sat next to me.

"You're pretty weak. I mean, I expected you to be a lot-"

"I haven't changed. I can't even remember the last time I changed in to my wolf form. So it makes me weak. And really, I don't care, because right now I have bigger problems."

Dana looked at me all knowingly. "You want Skylr to bite you?"

I nodded. "He almost did too, but Jeremiah fucked it up."

She smiled slightly. "Yeah, he's good at that. Still I can see why he would. He doesn't understand. You want this, Skylr wants it, but he refuses. And if you think this time is hard, the next time will be harder."

I frowned. "Why do you know so much?"

She laughed. "I've known Skylr for a long time. He's hell bent on not drinking from you."

"But...?" I don't know why, but I felt a but coming up.

"But I believe since you're okay with it, he should drink from you. So try to the best of your abilities to get him to, okay?" Alright, I'm all for her agreeing with me, but what I don't get is why? Why does she want him to when most people think its wrong, including Skylr himself? What does she know that I don't?

"Now go for a run, okay? Strengthen up and plot."

I nodded and went upstairs to get my clothes and phone. I got on my tank top and then took some of his basketball shorts. I walked outside, with no intention of changing, until I saw them.

There was a group of people, consisting of many races, with video camera's and all. One of them saw me, the one who had walked in on Skylr and I making out, and pointed, "That's her! That's the girl I saw making out with the prince!"

I froze, shocked at this attention.

"Are you dating the vampire prince?"

"How long have you been doing this?"

"Can you get an autograph for me?"

They were all asking a million questions, all getting so close... and I had no idea what to say or do. So I turned and ran. But they were right on my tail. Shit, shit, I need to get out of here. I then did what I really didn't want to do, I ran into a bush human,but emerged as a wolf.

I leapt over their heads and landed on my paws with grace. I ran, gaining speed and strength with every step. It felt so good to stretch these muscles like I was, to run so free out in the nature where I truly belong. I ran all the way toward the boarder of our territory, then ran up the side of it. I had no idea where I was headed, but it didn't matter. The reporters were long gone and I felt alive.

All this excersize plus the drugs from the previous night, well I was exhausted. And I had no phone with me to contact anyone because it was in the pants pockets, which are currently stuck where the reporters are. Too tired to head back, I curled up under a tree and rested. It's not like anyone will worry much anyways...

My ears picked up because I could hear three people running at an extremely fast pace, in this general direction. I got up and stretched, then turned to face whoever was coming, in defensive mode.

I don't care for fighting in general, but I was relieved to see Skylr emerge from the forest, Shaun and Adam a bit further behind him. Skylr sighed in relief and got down beside me, hugging me tightly. "You're okay." He breathed. What? Am I not suppose to be okay?

Call me petty for being angry at him for not biting me, but for some reason I was. So I just sat there as they came, along with Jeremiah and Amadeus in wolf form.

Skylr pulled away, not taking notice to the others. "You are okay, right?" He asked, his eyes staring straight into my own.

I looked back, but said nothing. I could if I wanted to, but I had nothing to say in front of them. I just held my head high. 'Why aren't you responding?' Amadeus asked, using growls so anyone who wasn't a werewolf wouldn't understand.

'Because I'm mad at him.' I responded.

'Why?'

'Don't worry about it.'

Skylr, Adam and Shaun were looking back and forth between us, all clueless, when Jeremiah decided to be the dumb one and transalate in english, "She's mad at you for earlier."

Skylr's eyes darkened. "Is that why you ran off? Leaving your cell phone behind and all just to get me back for doing the right thing?" He asked, getting angry.

I growled, how dare he suggest such a thing? Fine, if that's the person he believes I am, I'll just be that person and let him think whatever. It's what I do best. "Yes, that's why. And it's not the 'right thing' if we both want it but don't do it."

"I'm with Skylr on this one-" Jeremiah started, but I cut him off.

"You don't even get to choose a side, you aren't involved in this! It has nothing to do with you! It's completely between him and I, so fuck off!"

"Hey, don't talk to him like that." Skylr said, with authority. "It's not him you're angry at, it's me." And now he decides to play mature? Fine, I can be mature too!

"You're right, I am pissed at you. And since I have nothing nice to say, I won't say anything at all. Bye." I said, before turning and running into the forest.

For awhile, no one followed, but eventually Amadeus was running behind me. I slowed down so he could run with me. We ran all the way back to my house, in a comfortable silence at a good, medium pace. I was calm enough to morph back into my human form without changing right back into my wolf form. Amadeus changed back too, but still, he said nothing.

I played video games with him for a little while, neither of us bringing up Skylr. But of course, my boyfriend isn't really easy to escape, especially when he's knocking at the door.

"Go away." I called out. Amadeus, however, betrayed me and went and let him in. Then ditched. That's right, the guy ditched me. So much for the Pack Pact huh?

"I like him." Skylr stated, sitting down next to me.

I scooted away from him. "Yeah, everyone does." I said, looking anywhere but him.

He sighed. "I'm sorry."

I peeked at him, was this a sign of caving? "Are you?" I asked, doubtfully.

"Yes." He said, thoughtfully. "I should've never bitten you to begin with. For that, I apologize." GAH!

My fists clenched. "I don't care about that, I liked it, I want it."

"But if I hadn't originally bit you, you wouldn't. It was a mistake, Taylor, one I will pay dearly for."

That was where I snapped, "Okay, Skylr, listen to me! It was not a mistake! I don't know how many times I have to tell you this before you get it through your fucking head, but its true!"

"Taylor-" He said, reaching for me.

I slapped his hand. "No! You can't touch me until you drink from me, understood? Because I always want to touch you, and maybe I'm kidding myself, but I think you want to touch me too. Well same goes for your bite, we both want it. If you're going to deny it, then I'll deny you any access to touching me."

He stood up, glaring. "Are you kidding me? They are two completely different things! I could kill you if I drink from you!"

I stood up, anger flaring. "Yeah and my pack will go after you for touching me once they know!"

"I can take it." He said, stubbornly. But really, my entire pack? I think not. We aren't as weak as he may think.

"And I can take anything you throw at me with this biting thing." I argued.

"Not if I fucking kill you, god dammit!" He shouted, right in my face.

I shoved him, catching him by surprise because I'm much stronger now since I morphed, and he stumbled back. "You aren't going to kill me!"

"I know, because I'm not going to drink from you!" He retorted, fighting with words instead of fists.

I was so angry, my skin was boiling, and I was on the verge of changing. "Then lets fight, shall we? I win, you bite me. You win, I drop it." Stupid suggestion, yes, since he has more years on me but I am an impulsive werewolf at heart, it's something I never can escape. Hence why I said it.

Skylr shook his head. "I won't hit you, so therefore I would lose. You would win and I would do something I simply cannot allow myself to do."

I rolled my eyes. "Why not? It's not like I can't take a hit." I personally believe guys can hit girls. Maybe I'm biased because I see it all the time, or I grew up with boys and being hit, but I believe if a girl can dish it she should be able to take it. My dad's been telling me that from the start, and in order to lead the pack, he was extra tough on me because someday that will be my job.

His eyes were dark, almost black, from anger or hunger I don't know, but they were black. "You shouldn't have to take a hit, that's the thing. Plus, I thought you didn't believe in violence."

"I don't. But I'm surrounded by it anyways, and you love it, so why not?"

"Guys don't hit girls, Taylor. That's the way it is." A gentleman. He's an honest to God gentleman. Wow.

I stifled a laugh. "Maybe where you come from, but not around here. Around here you get punched twice as hard for being a girl, to toughen you up." I informed him. "But hey it's probably best you have those beliefs, considering you aren't allowed to touch me anyways!"

He let out a frustrated noise and I ordered him to leave. He tried to argue with me, but when I'm unreasonable there's no getting through, so he eventually stormed out, just as Amadeus came in.

"I'm guessing you and him didn't make up?"

"I need to go to a bar." I stated.

Amadeus gave me a look, one that I knew well. It was his 'Why-are-you-doing-this-when-you-know-it's-wrong?' look. He usually gives me it when I do dares or act impulsively, but in this case I'm too angry to comprehend why he's giving me it. So I ignored it and called Hayden to come pick me up.

"You know, I could've taken you..." Amadeus trailed.

"You are. You're the designated sober. I haven't gone out with you guys for awhile but last time I did, I was the sober one and I want to be anything but that. However getting drunk isn't fun alone, so I need Hayden."

"Alcohol doesn't solve problems." He reminded me. Which is really acurate, considering last time, all I had was one beer, and I was drugged. But who cares at this point?

"See this is why you're the sober, you're trying to suck the fun out of everything. You'd be no fun drunk." I explained to him, peering out my window. Hayden came up, looking good as new thanks to the healers, and he smirked, "Finally coming back to your senses?"

"What does that mean, Hayden dearest?" I asked, taking his arm and practically skipping out, leaving Amadeus to trail behind. I get to get drunk and not feel a damn thing! Yay! Yay! Yay!

"Well you sound angry, so it has to be at your leach toy, right? Because all he wants from you is sex?"

I frowned, confused at what would make him think that. Seriously, if anyone seems to want the other one merely for sex it seems to be me because of my dreams and then the drugging-

Oh. Oh, no. It wasn't... I stopped. "Hayden, tell me you weren't the one who put drugs in that beer last night."

He stopped too and looked at me, surprised. But not the surprised at accusing him look, the surprised busted look. Shit, he did.

I ripped my arm from him. "You're a moron! How could you?"

"Well that's all he wants! I just wanted to show you that!" Wait... he wasn't trying to drug me? He was trying to drug Skylr, to make him look like an ass? Really?

My skin boiled and I started to see red. But there was no point in telling him I was the one he drugged, because he has a justified reason and explanation anyways. "You're unbelievable! You better pray to fucking god Skylr doesn't find out, or there's nothing even I can do to save your ass!" I said, storming off.

"Hey, are we still going to the bar?" He had the nerve to call out.

"NO! I'M GOING BY MYSELF!"

I got into my mom's car, because I didn't feel like morphing and changing in and out of clothes, and drove off to a bar. I got there, and instead of asking for shots, I asked for bottles. Which, because I am demanding, I managed to get. Once I started feeling a bit numb and tipsy, I just so happened to look down at the other side of the room. Sitting on a stool, on the complete opposite end, was Skylr. The guy who originally put me in a bad mood.

He caught my eye, and just looked the other way, not bothering to come over. For some reason...it hurt. I'm not use to being in relationships, is that suppose to hurt? Gah! Need...more...vodka!

Bottle after bottle more and I slowly became a stumbling fool. So much, the bartender asked for my keys, but I refused to give them. "Mine!" I screamed at him.

"Ma'am, its policy. You've had way too much, driving like this is definitely not safe."

I laughed. "Safety shmafety!"

A cool hand pressed against my shoulder. "I'll take her." Said a voice I think I recognize.

I looked up to see me boyfriend with like five heads. "Wooooow! You gots lots uh heads. Is that why you smarticle?"

He was a big jerkface and didn't respond. He just took the keys from the meanie bowbeenie bartender and picked me up, reminding me I'm mad at him right now. "Heeeey! I'm mad at you! You suck!" I shouted, kicking and screaming.

"Which one is your car?"

"I'm not telling you! You'll steal meeee!"

"Taylor, your acting up in the bar is the reason I'm not drunk right now. Being like this, isn't making it up to me."

"GOOD!" I wiggled out of his grasp and ran to the car. I jumped on the hood and hugged it, feeling dizzy.

"Thanks for leading me to your car." He said, taking me off and into his big, strong arms. "Mmmm you're so beautiful. But I still angry."

Maybe it's the blurred vision, but I thought I saw a smile. "I'm angry at you too." He said, placing me in the back seat. "But I still care and want you safe." Then he went really fast to the drivers seat and started driving. I tried the doors, but they wouldn't open! Is this what being kidnapped is like? AHHHHH!

Sometime between attempting to get out the doors, grabbing Skylr while he was driving and somehow managing to get to my house, I passed out.

I woke up without a hangover. The glories of being a werewolf...

I stretched, achy but okay. I scanned the room and found no Skylr. Which could be good or bad, depending how you look at it. I went downstairs, looking like shit and walked right by my parents. Neither of them said anything, not that it's really surprising, but it still kind of hurt. Oh well, not much you can do.

I went outside and morphed into wolf form. After a long run, I came back to the house and took a shower. By the time I was out, my parents were MIA but Amadeus was on the couch, resting. I sat by him and rested my head on the couch. He opened one eye and looked down at me. "You got me in trouble." He accused.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "How so?"

"You got wasted last night and Skylr brought you home. I saw him this morning and he told me all this. I'm suppose to look after you and I failed."

I slightly smiled. I mean come on, that's pretty cute that he wants me to always be looked after, even if I can handle myself. "Hope he wasn't too harsh."

"No, that wasn't the main point of our conversation." He said, patiently. I waited for him to say more, then quickly came to the realization that he was waiting for me to talk.

"Okay, well what was?" I asked.

"You tell me, Taylor."

I thought about all they could discuss, but for some reason I was drawing a blank. "I honestly have no idea."

"I'll give you a hint, it has to do with him being a vampire, already happened once, and you want it to happen more." Okay, that's so three hints.

I sighed. "You don't understand." He doesn't, I don't think anyone does. I don't even understand! I just know what I feel, and I feel like I need him to bite me. It's frustrating that he won't.

"That may be so, but I do know this. He cares about you, Taylor. So, so much. He explained how it is, and I agree with him." He said, but before I could interrupt, he added, "Before you accuse me of saying it's because I don't approve of biting in general, which you're right I don't because it's dangerous, it's not because of that reason as to why I agree with him. I agree with him because he fully believes in what he says, Tay. He truly believes he shouldn't bite you, fully believes he's doing the right thing. I haven't ever seen someone's morals so high as his."

When he put it that way, it made me seem like...well, a bitch. I sighed. "They are pretty high."

"Do you honestly want to destroy him? I mean you probably could, but wouldn't you feel bad?"

"Yes." I mumbled.

"Well...?"

"You suck. I wouldn't have thought about it like that. I could've gotten my way."

He smiled. "You would've regretted it later."

"Yeah, minor detail. Now get outta my face, I have a phonecall to make."

He looked behind me. "I don't think you'll have to, Skylr is at the door. Go get him, girl."

I smiled as Amadeus ducked out the back. I went to the door and opened it right before he could knock. "Oh, hi." He said, quietly.

"Hi."

"Just wanted to check on you after last night..." He trailed.

I nodded. "Thanks, I'm fine. You want to come in?" I asked, stepping aside.

He came in and I shut the door. I crossed my arms and leaned against the doorway. "So did you come here just to check on me?"

"No. Actually, I came here to tell you something also."

"And what would that be?"

"I try not to bite you to show you I care. Instead of pushing me and threatening me, you should respect my morals, like I respect yours. If I happen to change my mind, which I highly doubt I will, you'll be the first to know. But if you can't respect that then I don't know about us Taylor."

I stared at him, not saying anything. Then, out of no where, I laughed. Why? Well because I had come to the same conclusion today and it's kinda funny that we both thought of that.

Slightly irritated, Skylr waited it out. "Are you finished?" He asked once I stopped.

I nodded, calm once again. "Skylr, I woke up and wasn't angry at you. Then after my talk with Amadeus, I realized it was kind of stupid. I still want it, I think I kind of need it, but if you are so dead set against it well it's just wrong of me to ask you to change." I said, walking towards him.

He smiled. "Does this mean I can touch you again?"

"Yes it does. And another thing... I'm sorry. I acted immature."

"A little."

I ran my hands down his chest, not realizing how much I had missed the feeling of his cold skin against mine. "Can you forgive me?" I murmured, his lips so close to mine, but yet to touch.

His arm snaked around his waist. "Yes." His lips crashed down on mine, moving fluently. I wrapped my arms around his neck and jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist. He held me tightly to him, his tongue begging for entrance, which I gladly gave. As our tongues dance, he lay me on the couch, his lips never leaving mine. Instead of breaking apart to take off each other's shirts, we simply ripped them off. My hand trailed down his chest, to his groin. I just started to massage him, completely caught up in the moment, when I heard a loud growl.

Skylr and I broke apart and looked over to see Hayden there. He covered me up, which is cute even though Hayden's already seen me naked because we've seen everyone in the pack naked as weird as that may be to you. "What do you want, Hayden?" He asked, irritated.

"I came here to talk to Taylor, not to see you all over her on the couch."

I sighed, then noticed he had flowers in his hands. "Hayden...why are you bringing me flowers?" I asked. Seriously, the boy only brings me flowers when he apologizes. And what does he have to apologize for?

Drugging me... That little voice in my head reminded me.

"You know why."

Skylr glanced back and forth between the two of us. "Yeah, leave them in the kitchen." He ordered. God I love it when he takes control.

"No, I'm not leaving you here with her. I don't trust you, leach."

I sat up, still behind Skylr, but my head poked out. "You've hurt me more than he has, Hayden." I reminded him. "Yet I still trust you, and you accept that. So accept that Skylr is to be trusted."

Hayden looked like I just slapped him in the face. In a way, I guess I did. But really, he drugged me. I'm not so mad that it was me, but just the fact that he would drug my boyfriend to break us up. It's sick and disturbing. I still love him and care about him, though, I just can't forgive him for this just yet. And we definitely can't talk about this in front of Skylr, so it will have to wait.

Hayden, while hurt, understood. "If that's the way you see it." He said, softly. My heart hurt to hear him sound so sad, so broken, but I couldn't fix it. So I let him walk out.

Once he left, I got dressed again, because not only was the moment completely killed, but I was reminded of the complexity of my life. Skylr did the same, but once we were both decent, he asked, "What was he sorry for? On the card, it said he was sorry."

"The shoving me into the glass china thing." I answer, automatically.

Skylr crossed his arms, not believing me. "Lying doesn't help in a relationship."

I let out a breath I didn't even realize I was holding in. "No, but it has to be done in order to keep him safe." I whispered.

He wrapped his arms around me from behind. "Keep who safe, love?"

I remained silent, letting him figure it out for himself. I knew he figured out who when his grip tightened. "What did the fuckface do now?"

"It doesn't matter, that's why I don't want to tell you the truth. You'll overreact." We both know he would. And while sweet and heroic, it's also bad because he's hurting one of my pack.

"Then he deserves it anyways."

"Skylr. No." I said, sternly.

"Don't make me persuade you." He whispered in my ear, his cool breath making me shiver.

"That's not fair." I complained, then quickly came up with something. "Look, I respect you about your morals with the no biting thing. So for now, you have to respect me when it comes to Hayden. Pack Pact. If I know that what I say will make you hurt him, I cannot tell you. I'm sorry, I just can't betray my pack like that."

"Taylor, I would only snap like that if it's bad."

"I know that but really, most of the time it is considered bad by your standards."

"Why not yours?" Ah, good question. Well I really don't care what happens to me, to be honest. It's what happens to other people that matters.

"Let's save that topic for another day, okay? I'm tired of arguing with you, it seems that's all we do."

"Fine, if that's what you want."

"Thank you. Now... can we watch movies?"

I heard a smile in his voice, "Sure, anything you want." Oh he really shouldn't have said that.

For the next hours, I made him watch musicals. Picture if you will, my beautiful dark vampire boyfriend, watching Hairspray and all the High School Musicals. Yes, I did make him watch them. Surprisingly, he does not hate me. I must admit, it was horrible of me to make him endure this torture, but I love those movies. Musicals make me happy, but my boyfriend doesn't seem to share this interest. Well if he did, chances are he would be gay. Which would make me sad, because I'm crazy about him.

"No more." He groaned. "Please, I beg you. I will get down on my hands and knees and grovel at your feet. Just don't put another one on."

I laughed. "Fine, go pick out a movie."

After looking for a little while, Skylr came back with The Dark Night, Rambo, The Expandables and The Losers. All action movies, that I don't really care for. Well except The Losers, because one guy made a comment about cats making more noises than dogs and therefore not to be trusted. Why I found that funny, I don't know, but that's really the only part I paid attention to. On the other hand, Skylr was into them completely.

Once they were done, and it was extremely early in the morning, I invited Skylr to sleep upstairs with me. He got in my room and his nose wrinkled. "It smells like your whole pack partied here."

I smiled. "Sorry, they come in my room, regardless on if I'm here or not. I can invest in some febreze if you'd like."

He chuckled. "It's fine. I'll get use to it."

"If you want to borrow clothes, I have some of the wolf boys' clothes. Probably somewhere on the floor, but still there."

"No thanks, I'll pass." He said, taking off his shirt.

Before I got distracted by him, I told him I was taking a shower and then went in the bathroom. During my shower, I thought about all of today's events. Making up with Skylr, almost having sex with him, then arguing with him and watching movies. The thing that stood out, believe it or not, was the almost sex part. What if Hayden hadn't stepped in? Would I have gone through with it? If so, would I have regretted it?

Yes, I probably would have. I want marriage before sex. I have to be in love and bound to that person, then I could give him everything. I want to be sure of my feelings for Skylr and married to him before I have sex with him.

Yet despite that thought, I went out there, dried off but naked. Two explanations for this. One, I kind of forgot he was spending the night. Two, werewolves don't really see being naked as something out of the ordinary. It's the natural way of life. We're naked as wolves, why not people two? Well society frowns upon it, except in nudist areas, so to blend in we wear clothing. So in my defense, it wasn't me coming onto him, just me not really thinking.

Skylr stared at me, his eyes turned this silver color. What does that mean?

"Okay, just so you know, it's not very gentleman like to stare at a naked girl." I said, not being able to help myself. I didn't mind, but he's an extreme gentleman, so I just had to.

Immediately, he looked away, muttering a series of apologies but the whole time I laughed. "You know," I said, getting dressed. "I should've been a nudist. I don't mind nudity. But I think I would be extremely distracted if you were naked all the time too, so it's a good thing we aren't."

"So you aren't mad at me for staring?" He asked, still not looking at me.

In a t-shirt for pajama's, I placed my hand on his cheek and made him look at me. "Of course not." I said, kissing him softly. "I probably enjoyed it more than you."

"That's not possible."

I smiled, then yawned involuntarily. We laid down, side by side, facing each other. "Rest, my little wolf." He said, soothingly.

When I didn't fall asleep right away, held me to his chest, and started singing softly. I fell asleep to the sound of his beautiful voice, only to have a terrible nightmare.

A/N: That's where I'm leaving you. Please, please, please, review and read Skylr's side! - Sam