The choice


I could hear him now. He was staying out of sight but his paws crunched the autumn leaves loudly and his heavy pants were almost taunting. He was toying with me; then again the thrill is in the chase. I had managed to get to the high ground, always the advantage, that way I could see him coming from any direction. A flash of golden fur in a bush to my left, he was trying to get behind me, I turned to face him as he dashed out from the under growth. He looked momentarily surprised that I was facing him but quickly shook it off as he tackled me. It was too fast for me to avoid so we tumbled to the low ground and through a thorn patch. Our thick fur protected us from most of the damage but a bloody big torn got stuck deep in the pad of my paw. Now that hurt! Logan attempted to pull it out with his teeth but it was in too deep. I licked at it hoping to wrestle the little bastard from my paw but it only sunk deeper causing greater discomfort. When I looked up Logan had disappeared, I flopped onto the ground keeping my paw close and did the closest to a sigh that my muzzle would allow. After a few moments I hobbled over to some thick bushes and made the change. About halfway through my transformation Logan returned, his footfalls told me he was human so I willed my change to hurry. I stood with my back to Logan as I plucked the torn from my palm.

"Did you grab my clothes?" I asked without turning as I stared at the hole that had been left in my hand. When he didn't answer I started to turn but was stopped by hands snaking around my waist. Logan rested his head on my shoulder as he eyed my 'wound'. His hand moved away from my waist and down my arm so my hand was cradled in his. I felt him moving my hand closer to inspect from his perch on my shoulder, I smiled at his expression. He looked like he was concentrating on one of Clay's research papers rather than examining an already half healed scratch. His eyes closed as he let my hand drop and his arm returned to my waist. He buried his head in the crook of my neck and that was when it occurred to be that Logan was as nude as I was. It tickled a little as he breathed in my scent, I felt him relax against me but that wasn't all I felt pressed to me. I smirked as I leaned against him, rubbing his sensitive area and causing it to harden further.

"Tease." He mumbled into my neck. Gently my fingers danced over his arms causing them to tighten around me pulling me closer to him. His breathing became slow and measured causing me to glance at him, his eyes gleamed with lust but there was also heavy restraint. He knew I had been hounded by mutts since I was fourteen, due to my father's care my innocence had not been stolen and remained unbroken. If I had been caught a mutt wouldn't have thought twice about raping then killing me, or raping me and forcing me to bare him pure werewolves then killing me. I shivered unconsciously and Logan began to trace circles on my waist as he held me. Logan was not a mutt, he was good and kind and a bit of a jackass but he had never harmed me and I doubt he ever would. I squeezed his arm, he stropped tracing circles and lowered his arms to his sides. As I turned to face him I looked him in the eye. Looking into his azure eyes I knew it was time for me to make my choice, to remain afraid of what could happen because of what I was or to finally step into the light and take what I wanted for me. No more fear. No more drama. No more cliff hangers.

Logan stared strangely at me as I stepped towards him. I was dirty, my hair a total hedge worth of leaves, blood smeared my hand and he looked at me like I was the most beautiful creature in the world. My hand ghosted over his cheek leaving a faint trail of my blood but neither of us seemed to care. This was my choice. I chose not to be scared. I chose Logan.

My lips crashed against his, my arms wrapped around his neck as his reverted to my waist and he returned my kiss with passion. We stopped for air when we bumped into a tree, before I knew it Logan had me pinned against the rough bark. Our lips met again and it felt right. As we became more heated I felt his hands move to my breasts and I moaned into his lips as he gently squeezed them. I could feel his hard length pressing against my thigh and for a moment I froze, old fears rising within me, Logan noticed my hesitation and leaned down to my neck. He gently nipped and licked up my neck and jaw until he reached my ear lobe which he processed to nibble on.

"I won't do anything you don't want me to but the more we do this the harder it gets…" He paused for a moment, pleased with his euphemism "to stop."

I took a deep calming breath before I relaxed into him again. I wanted this, I wanted him. Before I could change my mind I spoke three words I had always been too afraid to say.

"Make me yours." The words hung in the air for but a moment before we were kissing again. Then I was being lowered onto the soft grass below the tree and Logan settled himself above me. He made love to me gently, though it hurt at first, the pain soon gave way to pleasure. I wasn't sure if Logan had had sex before but he seemed to know what he was doing with me and I didn't want to ruin the moment by asking. He took me over the edge twice before he found his own release and rolled us over onto our sides. We stayed like that, lying in each others arms, for what seemed like hours. Neither of us wanted to move and with the numbness in my lower regions I wasn't sure if I could stand let alone walk back to Stonehaven. While we lay together I noticed a bite mark on my collarbone, it must have happened at some point during our climax because I didn't remember it happening. Logan noticed my confusion and simply gave me his lopsided smirk, then I knew what it was, he had marked me.

In the wild wolves mate for life, the theory seemed to be true for Elena and Clay and I wondered if Logan realised the significance the mark was to me. Of course he knew what it meant, he had been raised with the pack and his parents were the prime example. I smiled at him before I snuggled into his warm embrace and promptly fell asleep. I was safe, I was his and I had found my sanctuary.


*Peeks out* Hi. Sorry this has been so long in coming. This chapter has been siting on my computer, half finished, for ages and when I actually got a review recently I decided to man up and finish it. I will admit my reluctance was to do with the explicit content i was planning for this chapter, i don't usually write smut and wasn't sure how to tackle the issue but in the end i decided to write what i was comfortable with and hope that was enough for readers. So for now I am going to list this story as complete but I did have more planned so other chapters may happen in the future if there is still enough interest in the story. I make no promises, considering the sizable gap in updating this story, but I thought I should let you know.

Shadow-Whispers