I curl into Harry's body, my eyes attempting to fill with sleep. He wraps his arm around me and sets his head on my shoulder, tightening his arms.
"Mae, beautiful, what's wrong?" he whispers, noticing my distress.
"I can't sleep," I whisper, his lips touching my cheek. My knees bend and I lean against his body, his body propping up on his elbow.
"Why not?" he asks, my eyes closing as he brushes his thumb over my lips.
"Because I can't stop thinking about how perfect this is," I tell him, looking up at him.
"I know something will happen to ruin this," I continue. "Our time of calm and relaxation will be ruined."
His fingers run against my skin, his eyes casted on me. My head leans against his and he moves his hand to mine, grabbing it tightly.
"As long as we're together, we'll be fine, baby," he whispers, my lips releasing a deep breath.
"I don't want to live in the fear that he'll rip us apart. You don't understand what I feel for you," I whisper, his head leaning against mine.
"If he wants to rip us apart, he's going to have to go through me. I've been through hell, Mae, and I'm still here for you. I went against the pack just to find you. They kicked me out, Mae, but I needed to find you," he whispers, my eyes shutting as he kisses my temple.
"I'm sorry," I whisper, his head shaking.
"Don't apologize. I don't want to be in that fucking pack anyway. They're fuckers," he groans, my lips pressing to his cheek.
"So you're solo again," I say, his head nodding.
"But I have you and my alliance still. It's fine. All I need is you," he smiles, kissing my lips lightly.
"I still think we need our own place. You and me all alone," he smiles, kissing my neck lightly.
"Stop it," I say, his head shaking as he continues to touch the already sore marks on my neck. He left a trail of love-bites from my lower jaw to the top of my breast.
"You smell so good," he whispers, my eyes looking up at him.
"Harry, I have a question," I say, his eyes meeting mine.
"What's on your mind?"
His fingers brush my hair back and he caresses my cheek, softly gazing upon my face. He's so beautiful; his physique one I've never come across before him.
"D-Do wolves get married?" I ask, his lips curving.
"Why? You wanna get hitched? I know a guy..." he trails, my hand pressing to his mouth to make him quiet. He's laughing and I signal for him to be quiet, my roommate in the room across the hall.
"No. I was just wondering," I whisper, his lips curved.
"Yes, we get married. And then wolf babies happen," he goes on.
"Oh, and FYI, wolf pregnancy is three months," he says, my head nodding.
"I don't plan on having wolf babies, any time soon," I say, his fingers tugging me closer.
"Yes you will. I need babies to have my heir," he exaggerates, my hand shoving his face into the pillow as he laughs.
"I'm nineteen and you're twenty one. Too young," I say, his lips curving.
"You have a good head on your shoulders," he smiles, my eyes rolling.
"Thanks, wolfie," I say, his hand grabbing mine.
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Lone Wolf (h.s au)
Fanfiction“She was strange and beautiful and those were human qualities that I had never seen Weaved together before. She became terrifying to me, not because I feared who she was, but for the sake of love, I feared what she could do to me.” – Christopher Poi...
