The chosen one

Chapter: 4

An extremely wet tongue caressed my face, with that my head instantly shot up to find  a big black wolf staring back at me. For a moment i forgot who he was and were i was ,but recognition consumed me. The black wolf was Lincoln, a wolf i adopted ( or rather he adopted he , honestly idk ) when he was not fully grown but not a pup either, rather somewhere in between.  He stayed that way till i reached his age ,then only he started growing, like he was waiting for me some how. I stood up and greeted him by licking his cheek (have a taste of your own medicine, hehe) and hugging with my head by putting it on his neck/ sholder. He backed away and turned around, he looked back at me indicating  to follow him , so i did. We started off with a walk but a few minutes passed and he heard something, he snapped his head back and walked to where the sound came from . He dropped his head slightly, trying to get s better look . Something must have spooked him because he looked at me with panic in his eyes . For all the time i knew him, this is the second time I've seen him  look so scared. He started running and i followed right behind him. Lincoln has always been faster and more sensitive to things than any other wolf i ever seen, thats the reason i never said anything about him to anyone not even my dad or bestfriends.  He slowed down to mach my speed. We reached the house i was supposed to live in . I looked back to see lincon walking questionably to me . I gave him a reassuring nod ,opened the door and went inside , he followed soon after.  All my night stuff was on the bed including my night gown and and silk undergarment which my aund gave to me on my birthday last year. Lincoln looked astonished as i was confronted by the gesture laying in front of me . I know this was dads doing ,he would do stuff like this to relax me and to let me know  he loves me.

I took my fluffy towl to the bathroom and took a relaxing bath, i washed my hair with the what smelled like cherry shampoo and conditioned it with the oils that was there then processed to wash myself and dry my hair and body off with a little help of my power.  When i came out Lincoln was resting his head on this paws ,but picked it up to see me come out the bathroom with only a towel to cover myself . He went to what seemed the lounge to give me some privacy.  I then began my nighty routine by moisturizing myself , letting my hair  down in soft curls that flow down my back and shoulders and slipping onto my nightgown. By then Lincoln  slipped back into the room, there was was a look of suprise on his face that quickly turned into admiration. I blushed slightly, no one has ever looked at me that way besides my dad.  This was different,  l felt almost flustered ,but it was Lincoln, a wolf not a guy. I brushed of the felling and climbed into bed. All the days worriers slowly fading as sleep began to consume me . I was nearly completely asleep when i felt a finger caressing my cheek . No one else was in the room other than.......  . No it can't be, but i never heard anyone enter . I felt a hand cupping my cheek and a kiss planted on my forehead.  " Sweet dreams... Ava." A raspy voice said, and that was the last thing i heard before i drifted off to peaceful sleep .