Well shiiiiiot.
Was the first thing to come to my mind. With the long exaggerated I's as well. I mean can you blame me? Little ole me turning out to be something special.
The two growls sound around me at me thinking that, and it makes me remember who I'm with now.
My alpha werewolf mate and my big shadow wolf brother who are very intuned to my thoughts lately thinking they could change how I feel about myself.
I'm about to teleport someplace to think but before I can Jarod interrupts me.
"Don't go anywhere Layla. Your thoughts don't seem to happy right now don't want you to try to run off again. Would be fun though, your mate and I would love a good chace."
"Betchu I can win this time big bro." I challenge
"Doubt it." All three wolves say simultaneously.
"Carson?! What the heck man. I thought you were on my side?"
"We are all on your side Layla. That's why you won't leave our sides. Think of us as your three musketeers."
"Oh god.. oh no. Werewolves reading bedtime fairytails. Oh god they know the secrets of the universe now. Mission abort, mission abort"
I look at them all and glare daggers before I say these last words.
"Mission teleport."
Jarod and Bentley's eyes go wide with excitement right as I think of the one place I was happy. Which happened to be my home in the woods near Bentley's pack. I land myself in my damn bluebarry bush and just start picking them knowing my nosey brother is close by due to his telaporting abilities. Plus if i move I'll scrape my arms cause I'm surrounded by the damn bush. And three protective werewolves seeing me bleeding might have be ended up magically bound inside a cage or something.
"What do we have here? The legiondary enchanseon? Landed within our grasps the one day we decided to search her home."
"I'm am no Enchanseon and even if I was the Legendary enchanseon you'd be no match for me from the stories I've heard about her."
"Yes you are, you are coming with us."
"And who is us my guy? You look very alone."
He just snorts in reply and four wereolves all appear out of thin air and two of them grab onto my pantlegs and pull me out of my wonderful blueberry bush.
"You are coming with us. Your granddaddy wants you. But you see Layla we want you too. In fact we want you and your gang to join alliances with us too defeat your grand dad. He's killed a lot of us in the past few centuries."
"Waaait, so you're not going to kill me?!"
He just looks at me as if something's dawned on him. His eyes dart to me then to his four wolf friends who have me by my ankles and my wrists.
"Oh shit Layla May Wolf I am so sorry. I shouldn't have done that, we just didn't want you to be frightened and run from us. We desperately need you to join with us and you could use our help as well."
"Honestly thank the holly bajesus I thought I was about to be wolf food. Uhhhm so can you please tell them to put me down, being still suspended in the air by four huge werewolves still is quite concerning and scary to me."
He nods his head and I'm very gently set down on the ground. Three of the wolves leave to go behind trees to change forms. But one of them stays with me and suddenly leaps on me and starts licking me and kissing me and whining.
My first thought is to defend myself so I grab the wolf and throw him off me. He lands in a heap with a nice thud to go with his hard landing.
He lifts up his head and just looks on at me. I suddenly realize he's trying to mind link with me. So I allow him to.
Layla I'm so sorry. I've heard so much about you. My wolf has been dying to meet you. He just actually had full control and wanted to show you how much he admires you. That's not the best way to go about it and I'm sorry.
My names Lance and I'm 18 and I pledge my loyalty to you.
He says this and shifts forms right in front of me.
I look away cause male wolves and their damn Greek sculptures for bodies can't be looked at by anyone with human DNA in them, it's just not natural to look that good.
I'm suddenly pulled into a hard chest and hear quite a few growls. But the sparks igniting my body tells me that I'm pressed against the chest of my mate.
Things are about to get a bit heated.