Haven't Seen The Light In A While

Chapter Seven

Song: The Wolf by SIAMES

A/N: I hope you all are excited! This is a much longer chapter than my others! This one has some semi-explicit language/scenes, so be advised. Enjoy! ;)

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Mel's Pov

I descend the stairs while rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I walk past the living room into the kitchen. I stop in my tracks in the doorway.

"Good morning, Luna!" Sabrina chirps.

"Please don't call me that; I am technically not your Luna yet," I grumble.

"I'm sorry, Lu- Melody. "Sabrina corrects herself. I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose. I drop my hand to my side and open my eyes.

"Please just call me Mel. Thank you." She nods and follows me to the bar stools at the island counter. I sit down at the end, and she sits in the middle.

"What do you want for breakfast? I can make it for you!" She beams.

"Uhh... I-"

"We want Sam for breakfast!" My wolf interrupts me, like usual. I turn to see Sabrina waiting for a response.

"Surprise me," I say, resting my face in my hand. Sabrina squealed in delight and jumped up, working on making me my mystery breakfast. It is becoming much more challenging to resist my wolf's urges. I do want Sam for breakfast. I want him for lunch, dinner, and dessert, too. I want to run my fingers through his black hair down his toned chest until his hands stop me from going farther, and he pins me to the bed. I want-

"Please keep your pheromones under control; it smells in here." I snap my head at the sound of a voice coming from the doorway. It was another male. I have never seen him in the house before. He was there the day Sam and Aremus fought and helped pull them apart. But I couldn't be too sure because that day was a blur. He had dyed sliver locks and similar features to Sam's, but his eyes were dark emerald. He also had a septum nose piercing. He had tanned skin peeking through his black hoodie, which was slipping up a bit.

"Sorry." I squeak out quickly.

"You be careful smelling like that in the pack house. Our pack consists of friendly individuals, but the behavior of their wolves is unpredictable." The strange man says, continuing into the kitchen to sit at the table away from me.

"Quit trying to scare him, Caz! He's just a kid!" Sabrina said, coming to my defense.

"Hey! I'm not a kid, and I'm older than you! "I point at her. She rolls her eyes at me, smiling a bit.

"Yeah, maybe, but not mentally." She giggles, and I pretend to pout.

"Well, now you're bullying me, Sabrina. That's no way to talk to your Luna." I say jokingly. She just blankly looks at me and then goes back to cooking. I hope she didn't think I was being serious. I suddenly felt a weird urge to meet someone in the hallway. It's almost like they're calling my name, but they would get Caz and Sabrina's attention if they were. Neither of them seems to be hearing it, though. I look around at both of them and get up without saying anything. I notice a lovely smell on my nose as I leave the kitchen. This time, it doesn't smell like Sam because Sam smells like maple bacon and honey. This smell is almost like vanilla and sugar cookies, and It's not Sabrina's cooking. Confused, I walk down the hallway, following the delicious scent until it brings me to a door. I have yet to explore the pack house. This is only my second day out of the room. I didn't know there were bedrooms on the first floor, too. I keep going back and forth in my mind. Should I knock? Should I open the door? Should I go back to the kitchen and ignore this scent?