Ever wondered what happens when a werewolf imprints on a 2 year old?

Chapter 3

Claire's P.O.V.

Ok I had just been wayyy too close to telling Quil how badly I wanted to be with him, I still haven't quite figured out if I'm glad that Jake cut in at that specific moment or sad, but unfortunately because of their vamp problem I'm lying in bed at 3 in the morning, still wide awake having spent the whole night worrying about them. It must be bad if it's taken them this long. What if something's happened to Quil? I was suddenly filled with dread, I don't know what I'd do if I lost him.

I jumped at a knock on my window. Oh thank god! It was my gorgeous and extremely handsome werewolf.

"Quil!" I shouted with a little too much enthusiasm, while running into his strong, warm arms, "I was so worried about you, what took you so long?!" My worry turning into annoyance.

"The little bastard decided to play games with us, don't worry though kid he's all taken care of now" Arg why did he call me kid? Hasn't he noticed that I'm practically all woman now, with breasts and all.

He had one of his hands on the small of my back while the other rubbed soothing circles on my back…well, they were supposed to be soothing but they just sent bolts of electricity all through my body, making every inch of me tingle. Having him this close but not to be completely touching was torture, I stepped closer to him, unable to stop myself.

My head nuzzled into his hard chest as I inhaled his yummy, manly, woodsy smell; my breasts were toughing his bare chest now and as my hands slid up his back I could feel my nipples harden. I was only wearing a thin t-shirt with no bra underneath and so he must have been able to feel it too. My suspicions were confirmed when not long after he stepped back, gently but abruptly breaking our embrace, not however before letting out what sounded like a small growl in the back of his throat.

I felt the loss of his warmth immediately and was suddenly aware that the only thing I was wearing on my bottom half was a pair of lacy French knickers. I looked up at Quil and watched as his eyes slowly looked over me. He was looking in my eyes now and neither of us could speak.

Quil's P.O.V.

If it was for any other reason I would have murdered Jake for breaking up my dance with Claire, she had been about to tell me who she wanted to be with in the pack and I was about to go rip his head off.

The lone vampire had had us running in circles for hours before we finally ensnared him and I was exhausted. I missed Claire like crazy though and I couldn't go back to my apartment before checking up on her.

I ran over to her house as fast as my wolf legs could carry me (which was pretty fast) and made my assent up her house to her window. If she was asleep I would have watched over her for a few minutes and then left, but she was sat up in bed wide-awake and looking rather anxious. I knocked on her window, concerned for what had made her so worried.

"Quil!" she shouted enthusiastically…very enthusiastically, while running straight into my arms, "I was so worried about you, what took you so long?!" her worry turning into irritation.

"The little bastard decided to play games with us, don't worry though kid he's all taken care of now" Ha she's far from a kid, I hadn't failed to noticed that she had grown into quite the temptress. Her breasts had developed into perfectly formed peeks, not too small and not too large; her legs went on for days and then there was her perfectly round bu-

She cut off my train of thought stepping closer to me, resulting in my temporary breathing malfunction. Her beautiful head nuzzled into my chest and I lowered mine in order to inhale her sweet scent; her breasts were toughing my bare chest now and as her soft hands slid up my back I could feel her nipples harden against me. She was only wearing a thin t-shirt and evidently had no bra on, resulting in them not being the only things to stiffen. I stepped away for her before she could feel my arousal, immediately feeling the loss of having her so close. I hoped to god that she didn't hear the small growl that I couldn't help but release.

I looked over her then, fast aware that the only thing she was wearing on her bottom half was a pair of lacy French knickers. She looked up at me and saw me giving her the once over, our eyes caught and I couldn't tear them away from her.

"Quil…" She said biting her bottom lip.

Oh my god, you have to leave Quil, leave now before you embarrass yourself and ruin your friendship forever.

"I've got to go, it's past 3 in the morning, we both need to sleep"

"Quil, don't go…please" Oh man, I didn't want to go but if I stayed I didn't know if I could control myself. This imprinting thing has become too strong for me to resist.

"I'm sorry Claire I've got to"

Before she could reply I had turned round and jumped out of her window.