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I chuckled softly as I hung onto the giant hunter, smiling softly to myself. When I thought about it this was the longest I have ever been happy. I had a boyfriend, friends that were practically my brothers and cute little sparrow that clung to me whenever I was at home. Home…it’s been so long since anywhere has felt like home to me.
Home….
It was something I craved just a few days ago…a place to feel safe, wanted, and loved. But with my abusive father and dead mother, I never felt that way with her gone. But here I am, happy smiling and…feeling alive and a bit at peace.
I slid off hunters back and looked up at him. He was about 6,4 a full 1 foot 2 inches taller than me with redish blond hair cut into a 3 inch Mohawk and a goatee. He was kinda adorable with his sharp cheek bones and strong masculine square jaw.
We got to class and he held open the door for me making me look down and blush, my hair moving to my front and covering my face. I pulled the rest of my hair in front of me and smiled a bit walking to the back of the class and sat at the 2 seater table. Hunter sat next to me and nudged my shoulder.
“This is English literature the next is a writers class. I don’t know the rest. I’ll walk you to the next class okay pup?” he asked me and smiled.
I nodded and adjusted my tie a bit blushing softly at the stares I was getting from my unusually pale skin.
“Okay who are you with next period?” I asked him looking up at him.
“Bruce and your wolf” he grinned at my deeper blush.
Dam loved it when I called him my wolf; I guess it made him feel like I accepted him. And I did he was my one and only wolf and I really cared about him. Might even love, no I won’t think like that it’s too soon.
I got quiet as the professor walked in and smiled at the class his eyes landing on me. he was short but looked strong. He had mud colored eyes and crooked coffee stained teeth and unruly salt and pepper hair. I glared at him seeing the hungry look in his eyes, so I moved closer to hunter and leaned against him a bit making it look like we were a couple. Hunter noticed my unease and wrapped his arm around my shoulder growling softly at the professor. He seemed to get the message and looked away starting the lesson.
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I walked out of the class room an hour later with hunter laughing softly at his joke his arm still around me. Dam smiled at us as he walked over and wrapped his arm around me pulling me tight to his chest and kissed me hard right in front of everyone.
“Rainforest?” I heard professor wicket from behind me and turned around.
“Yea?” I asked him back holding Damion’s hand tightly.
“Would you come into my office?” he looked at Dam and smiled politely. “Alone.”
“no hell come with me whatever you have to say you can say to my boyfriend.” I said and smiled like the smart ass I was being.
Professor Wicket’s eye twitched a little at the word boyfriend and he sighed. “I’ll just talk to you tomorrow before class.” He growled and walked away.
I snarled and felt my fangs extend in my anger. Preston noticed and chuckled wiping away a drop of blood that trickled down my chin from my fang nicking my lip.
Damian frowned and tilted my chin for me to look up at him. “What’s wrong little blue?”
I sighed and pouted, my fangs still out. “I could feel him mentally undressing me….and I could smell his arousal for me….it made me feel so dirty.” I frowned.
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FantascienzaRainforest is your typical 17 year old gay boy, hes ignored at school gets a bit bullied with no friends and abused by his father. he thought his life would never change...that is until he met the famous foot ball player Damian, then shit gets freak...