BEEP-BEEP. BEEP-BEEP. I groaned as the nasty sound of my alarm clock woke me up. Wasn't this supposed to be Saturday? An answering growl backed up my groan and I'm glad that it agreed with me as I lifted my arm up and an arm went passed my head above my shoulder to join my arm and turn off the alarm. I comprehended little though as I ended up hitting the 'sleep' button and brought my arm back down while the other hand attached to the arm moved the dial so that it 'clicked' off.

Then, just as that ended up clicking, my thoughts clicked together as that arm fell across my chest that was only covered by one layer of a cotton tank top. The warmth radiated from the arm as well as the body it was attached to. Then I literally froze as I realized that hand was just resting on my chest palm down and fingers spread apart just below my right breast since I was lying on my back. What the hell?

I moved my head to the left to be greeted by a black mass of short yet thick hair and a masculine face. I looked down to see a naked chest and then felt the soft hair of masculine legs next to mine underneath the covers. Holy… shit.

I brought in oxygen for my lungs and tensed for a scream, knowing my dog would come running. It seems like the person –man- anticipated it and I felt the arm tense around me and I was ready to bleat out like a banshee when the other hand of his clamped over my mouth and he pressed his body weight on mine to probably try to keep me from going on a wild rampage out of fear.

Well, it made the scream disappear feeling the air being pushed out of my body. I looked up at the man-boy-no… I don't know what to call him. Guy? He looked nineteen. Oh man, he had the blue eyes, but they were darker than the wolf's, yet his black hair was the same as the wolf's. Oh dear… please don't tell me that this guy and the wolf are the same person…

My gaze lingered on his eyes and then drifted down to his chest then to his slightly tone stomach that showed outlines of a six pack. I could only see this because when he lifted up to lay on top of me, he was still under the sheet and now that he had lifted up off me a bit I saw farther than… oh my… No!

I adverted my eyes quickly and looked back into those dark blue eyes. I was shocked and then quickly gained my wits back.

"Get off of me now!" I yelled at him.

He looked startled and scrambled out of the bed, taking the comforter with him. He just let it drop to the floor and I turned my head away to face the wall that my bed frame was placed against. My face was red, I was sure of it. It sure did feel hot.

"Okay… please… cover yourself." I tried to say, groaning miserably that I was going through this. This whole ordeal sucked. My arms and thighs were still sore from the previous attack by the wolf… hey. What happened to the wolf?

When this dawned on me, I quickly turned back around on my bed, sitting Indian style and faced him. "Just what the heck happened to the wolf?" I asked him accusingly. After the attack, I really started to like the wolf and I'm pretty sure it got in bed with me last night. That sounds so wrong, but then when I woke up that guy was there in my bed with me, not the wolf.

He just looked at me and shook his bed head which by the way looked really adorable on him. Oh no… this is not happening. I am not going to start drooling over some guy who just happens to be gorgeous and who had replaced the wolf that slept beside me last night. Wait a minute. I looked quizzically at him and stepped down off my bed, standing a few feet away from him.

"You aren't the wolf are you?" I asked him. I was more concerned about knowing what happened to the wolf than the reason why this guy was in my house that was previously in bed with me instead of the wolf like last night.

"Well… can you talk or what?" I asked him impatiently. Look, my alarm went off at six in the morning and I woke up to a guy in my bed that was and still is naked and I was attacked by a wolf last night. Give me a freaking break people!

"Yes, I can talk and yes. The wolf and I are the same." He spoke with a little Native American accent that sent me out to marvel about his voice. Don't ask me why, but I find them… appealing. It's just something I've never gotten over.

"Prove it." I said, getting over the tug to his voice that I felt.

He laughed and nodded. The next thing I knew, there was a four foot tall wolf in front of me still under the quilt-like comforter. It was the same one as the night before that attacked me and I backed away. However, knowing that I had touched his soft silky fur the previous night, I was curious and moved closer to him.

From his paws to the tip of his head he was three feet tall and I was five foot three inches. Basically his head went a little bit passed my hands. I should have known better not to ask him to prove it, but I was me and I just had to ask him. It amazed me though now that I had the proof that he really was a… werewolf?

I smiled faintly and raised my head to stroke his head. He looked at me curiously before he closed his eyes as my fingers scratched behind his ears. He had leaned into my touch and I let out a tiny laugh and his ears perked up at that. I then decided to sit down in front of him. I had to look up to look him in the eyes and then I looked away again.

I then turned and stood up, going into my parents' room and into my dad's closet. The guy gad looked to be about six feet and that was how tall my dad was. I dug out a pair of blue jeans and turned around to go back to my bedroom to see that the guy had followed me as a wolf.

I went into my parents' bathroom that was connected to the master bedroom and set the jeans on the bench my mom used to put on her makeup on. Then I turned around to look at the wolf since he had followed me in.

"Okay…" I started out, addressing the wolf/guy. "Change back to your human self and put the jeans on. They should fit you since you're probably six feet tall like my dad. Then come out and I'll be ready with a shirt to hand you."

I didn't wait for him to respond –well he couldn't- he was still a wolf and shut the door. I ran to my room in searched my pajama drawer. In there I had some shirts I took from my dad that were huge on me, but maybe they would fit him. I took a black cotton shirt out that my dad had gotten at some lodge. It had a picture of a wolf on it. 'How ironic.' I thought.

I was walking back down the hallway to my parents' room to find him walking down the hallway too. "Oh… here." I said as I handed him the shirt. He held it out and gave me this look and I just sighed and walked back to my room.

"It's the only one I had that might look like it'll fit you."

"It does fit."

I stopped from pushing my long grown-out bangs from my face as I heard him speak again. I have got to stop being lured to his voice. I groaned and went to my closet. I got out my lime green dance recital shirt I had from last year. It had the name of the dance company on it in a star in the front and then in the back it had the theme "Welcome to the Jungle" on the back with a few rainforest animals on it.

From there I drew out a pair of darker denim jeans I kept on the top shelf and then threw the shirt and jeans on the bed headed to my dresser again. Before I opened it though, I turned to look at him.

"Do you mind stepping out for a moment? Thanks." I asked and then smiled at him as I shut the door and locked it. I turned back and grabbed out the bra I wore yesterday since it was still clean. I went back to my bed and got dressed; putting on deodorant I kept in my room with me. See, it is in my room since I am too lazy to walk into the bathroom with it in the school mornings.

I walked out of my room after putting on socks and went into the bathroom, only glancing at the guy. 'You know, I really need to find out what his name is.' I thought to myself as I brushed my teeth.

After I was done, I took my brush from my drawer and brushed my straight, thick, dark brown hair with the grown out blonde highlights from about two or three summers ago. My hair had grown out past my shoulders about three inches since the last haircut I had. However, my hair was so thick so keeping it somewhat short made it easier to maintain.

I took a clip from my drawer that was brown and had a butterfly on it. I clipped it to my shirt first as I put my hair in a law ponytail without a holder and then lifted it up. I held it up with my left him and clipped it with the right. The hair coming over the top of the clip went to the left and right and then a few short strands stuck up. I thought it looked cute, so I left it.

I walked out of the bathroom and to my room again, only to see the guy sitting on my bed looking at my sketchbook that contained horrible sketches and drawings. I groaned and sat on my sister's bed that was against the side wall to my room. She and my other two brothers were both with my parents on a trip to visit my grandma in Pennsylvania. I didn't go since I had tests to study for over this weekend and I groaned as I realized I still had to study.

The guy had only glanced at me once for groaning about him looking at the sketchbook and that was it. Okay, that does it! I need to know his name!

"Hey, what is your name?" I asked, getting his attention first before I asked his name.

"Luke, and yours?"

"Keira."

"Pleased to meet you Keira."

"Likewise… wait. No, not likewise. What are you doing in my house and why did you attack me last night and why the hell where you in my bed naked this morning?"

I started off with a debating note and I felt my voice rise as I started practically yelling at him getting frustrated that I had to go through all of this. I shouldn't be taking this out on him, but the dude- Luke- was in my house and not in the wolf form I originally let him come into my house with.

"You can sketch somewhat well. Your horses need work. You did well though on this picture of a wolf."

Oh no, nu-uh, he was not going to change the subject and avoid my questions.

"Give me that and answer my questions!"

I told him, getting off of my sister's bed and snatching the book from him to place it on the wooden table next to my bed. I leaned against the surface with my hands grabbing the edge to support myself on it and watch him. Waiting for an answer or more so; answers.

He looked at me and grinned this smile that sent my mind free until I brought it back and frowned.

"Fine. I'll tell you, but be warned… you just may not like it."

Great… just great. This was already starting to be a long and hard day after all since waking up at six in the morning.

Okay! I hope you liked this! Let me know if suddenly when you're reading this story seems to get boring. I need to know because then I can make it more interesting, but things will get really interesting in the next chapter, so maybe you can just old on? Hehe. I'm thankful with all the reviews and alerts and last but not least, the reviews! Thank you all so much!

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Q&A Time

Q: Are the dog and the wolf the same?

A: Nope, they are not. Hopefully this was understood from this chapter.

((If I missed any questions, please let me know.))

I think that's it for now! Thanks again!

~Akari