Chapter 2
The next day Aniyah wanted to pull her hair out of her head if she heard one more time about how Tiffany got caught giving Jim a blow job in his office! They act like the rest of them haven't done the same if not more with Jim. Trust her, she's heard and smelled it all.
Thinking of the day Jim came to hit on her with the smell of another coworker on his breath still made her nauseous today. She was never one to sleep around so she did not understand the fascination with it but to each their own.
Finally lunch came around and she could not escape her job any faster. Walking out of her building she took a deep breath of the moist air around her. Her heels clicked on the pavement under her and her hair bounced as she quickly walked. She was comfortable in her pantsuit, never wearing dresses or skirts to work because didn't need to threaten the men she worked with and risk losing her job. She was curvier and she knew it and had no need to flaunt it more than was natural.
She hurried her way down the street towards the meeting place. She knew by the time she made it to the restaurant, rain would be coming down on her but she loved it while most people hated it.
She was meeting Ravior at a bar a couple blocks away and opted to walk it instead of drive there to get some much needed fresh air. It only took her ten minutes to walk there and the air opened up to a misty refreshing rain.
Walking into the bar, Aniyah immediately smelled Ravior and made her way to him. He looked up as she walked in and she smiled at him. If you didn't know him, Ravior was intimidating looking. He was a tall man, way taller than she was, only reaching his chest. A big scruffy beard adorned his face and he had long hair that he had pulled back in a man bun. What usually scared people were the tattoos that covered almost every part of his skin to his fingertips.
But to her, he was just a big fluffy wolf that loved a good hug and when she was close enough she jumped into his arms and took a deep breath and froze in his arms momentarily.
"Hey Niyah." He mumbled into her neck. She always had a distinct smell of home and something else that he could never pinpoint. It drove him crazy but he never really paid it any mind. He felt her go stiff in his arms when she inhaled and he pulled back puzzled.
"What's wrong?" she looked at him with a dazed expression for a moment and shook her head and she sniffed him again. He looked around to see people staring at them and he shook her slightly which seemed to jolt her.
"Niyah?"
"Huh?"
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. I smell something on you but I don't know what it is. My wolf is confused at the moment. Sorry. I missed you so much though!" She squealed, hugging him again and they made back to their seats.
Aniyah couldn't shake the feeling of what that smell did to her and even now she felt it tickling her nose. Ravior studied Aniyah for another moment then shook his head.
"So how have you been and how is your boo thang?" Aniyah rolled her eyes and smiled looking at the menu.
"We have been good. We moved in together now and things have been going great. It is nice to just have some normalcy. But what about you? Supposedly settling down? I definitely need to meet the girl that can do that." A huge smile graced her face as she winked at him causing Ravior to flush slightly.
"Yeah she is pretty great. My wolf feels good with her. Not forced or he's not growling at me or at the women I end up with. She is the first one, he's quiet and even purrs? It's hella strange and I knew I had to pursue this girl. And even better, the sex is amazing!" He says with a grin that causes Aniyah to crack up laughing.
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Quad Love
WerewolfAniyah and Ravior have been best friends since pups. When they turned 18, neither of them found their mates and were allowed to venture out into the world. Aniyah met Julian and settled down with the man her wolf loved. Ravior, after years of travel...