Colin
The hunt starts and I watch as they all start to turn. I like hunting, but I like to do it alone. Tala turns before me, and it seems like everyone else does the same, too, but I keep watching Lowell because I want to see his wolf.
I have heard the stories of his wolf.
Black and majestic.
That's what I want to see right now.
The second he turns, I hold my breath as my eyes gaze upon the length of his wolf. It is like time slows down. It is like my heart has stopped beating. The only thing that feels like it is in sync with the world is his wolf as it begins to fully emerge. Each moment that it moves brings instant and undeniable pleasure.
Tala is in her wolf form. "Come on, let's go," "she tells me through her mind as she scurries to go with the rest.
I tell her as she leaves, "I'll meet up. Go without me."
My eyes go back to Lowell, and his wolf is coming closer. I must have looked like prey as he ran and got closer and closer. I step back slightly, but he keeps coming until he is in front of me. It almost feels like he feels the pull I feel.
I don't know what is happening, but I don't want him to leave. I want to touch him again. I want to feel his fur on my skin.
I want to be near him, to smell him. I have never felt so much at once. So many emotions, so much physical frustration. I look at his fur, as black as iced coffee on a summer day, and want to feel it rolling in my fingers, against my body.
Turn.
He commands me.
The sound of his wolf is even more haunting, and I don't know if I will ever get that out of my head.
He wants me to turn.
I want to touch him.
Turn.
He repeats.
My heart trembles against my chest.
I wish it would stop.
For the first time, I take a step closer to him, and for the first time, I look around. Everyone is gone. It is just me and him. We are alone, and I am terrified. Even with the fear, I do what he tells me to.
I turn in front of him and he watches me. There is hunger in his blue eyes. A kind of hunger that is contagious. I crave him as much as he does. My wolf is smaller than his. My wolf cannot be compared to his. He is God next to me.
Fucking beautiful.
He growls once I am done, but he moves even closer. He lowers his head until it is touching my neck. I can feel his breath on my nape, a sting of cold sending me into a frenzy, and I move even closer to him until there is no space.
Give me what I want, that feeling. Tell me he is the one. I begged my wolf. I know I want him. I know that I am attracted to this man, but is he THE ONE?
It's hard to tell. I feel his tongue as it brushes against my fur. I feel the butterflies and the goosebumps. My wolf is excited. My wolf wants him to devour me.
Everything but what I want.
Haunt with me.
His wolf tells me mine. I can't even refuse because I want to. This is the first time I ever wanted to haunt someone. and I can't explain why.
We start to walk in the opposite direction from where everyone else went, and I am glad. It is almost like he is able to read my mind. It is almost like he knows what I feel. Or wants me to feel it. The walk turns into a sprint and then running. He is faster than me, and it even feels like he is taking it easy on me. We run together, and it is blissful and magical. Hunting is a way of life for wolves. We get stronger when we hunt. This feels like a fight for survival for me.
The moon is shining through the trees, and there are no clouds in the sky. The cold air makes me shiver as we run. We kept running in search of food, and for the first time in my life, I let hunger take over. The sound of an animal kicks in and I stop in my tracks, watching and searching. Lowell does the same. He is trusting me for this hunt.
and no one has ever done that. I have never felt so alive. My sharp, pointed teeth lengthen as I load up to run immediately after my prey. The feeling is amazing; I lose all control of myself and just let the instinct take over.
I race towards the deer with jet-like speed, immediately jumping on it and submerging my teeth into its neck. Then I retract my head back as quickly as possible and pull the deer along. The beauty of the full moon is amplified by everything. I whip my head back and forth as I eat hungrily. I look up for a second and Lowel joins me with no hesitation.
I look at him, we make eye contact, and he embarks on the meal with me. There is blood everywhere, and nothing has ever tasted so delicious. For the first time in my life, I got lost in my Lycan side. The part of me that I have always wanted to feel
I am an alpha, but I have never felt like one.
He makes me feel strong. He makes me feel like I am worth something. We keep eating and all I feel is the intimacy we share. All I feel is this connection that should be everything I have been searching for. Everything that I need, even though I know it is not the calling.
He is not my mate.
I want him to be my mate.