Silence

The things I would do to that

hey guys I'm still trying to figure out what my writing style is and how I should format dialogue so there may be some changes but bear with me :) And Noelle is pronounced No-L
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I was in a trance from those damn eyes. After I finally found the strength to break eye contact and examine the rest of his body, I did a double take. Holy fuck. He had to be at least 6'4 because he towered over my 5'9 body, and that's not easy to do. His black v-neck clung to his body and I could clearly see his defined muscles covering his stomach and arms, which had to make him about 230 pounds. Did you hear that? 230 pounds of chiseled, orgasmic, sexy muscle. A tattoo sleeve covered his left arm, but I couldn't make out the tattoos. His hair was short and dark brown and his skin was lightly tanned. To top off his face, he had a jawline that could cut diamonds and full pink lips. His outfit was completed with khakis and dark brown sperrys and a cross pendent hung from his neck. The things I would do to that.

I noticed the sex God analyzing me with a look in his eye, like he was going to eat me for dinner. Not that I minded. I had always known I was noticeably pretty, it was inevitable. I was 5'9 and slim but had curves in all the right places and I had always been complimented on my long legs. My hair was jet black, thick, and reached the midpoint of my back. My eyes were large and a vivid green, shielded behind a thick set of long eyelashes. My skin was pale, but I didn't mind because it enhanced my eyes and my dark pink lips. Our eyes were locked in an intense stare, and then his eyes went dark.

"Are you done yet?" He barked. "We have things to do and you're wasting my time ogling at me."

Douchebag. Why are the good ones always douchebags? I stared at him in disbelief and my cheeks flushed red. Why am I embarrassed? Usually I'd tell this asshole off. I felt unable to form my words right and my chest felt tight. What is wrong with me?

"What do you mean we? And don't flatter yourself." It was lame but at this point I didn't care.

He let out a scoff and began to laugh at me. Now I was pissed. Very pissed.

"Stop acting like a child, let's go. Now." He yelled out.

"I'm not going anywhere with you until I have answers. I don't even know your name."

He let out a frustrated sigh and said, "Xavier Wells, Alpha of the Northern Woodlands pack. And you're Noelle Hansen, sadly my mate."

Now this was getting tiring. I was convinced I had been kidnapped by a group of lunatics. How did he even know my name? He must have noticed my confused face because he pointed to the window. I walked over to it and when I looked outside I let out a scream. There were wolves everywhere, but the worse part was, there were humans amongst them. There were adults and little kids running around the yard and doing various exercises, while the wolves were...fighting? Then I saw something. Something horrifying. One of the wolves went on to all fours and began to shift. Within a minute that wolf was now a human, walking around and talking to people. This can't be real, it's not possible.

I felt heat on the back of my neck and turned around to find Xavier right behind me with a smile on his face, and he proudly said one word.

"Werewolves."
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I sat on the bed, hyperventilating. This isn't real, this isn't real, this isn't real. But my gut was telling me that it was. Xavier didn't even attempt to comfort me, and just sat in a chair in the corner of the room.

"Well I'll start and you listen." He said annoyed. "As you can see, werewolves are very real and the sooner you accept it, the easier. I am the alpha of the Northern Woodlands pack. We do not hurt or hunt humans without reason, so don't do anything stupid. Every werewolf has a mate." He paused and looked at me softly, then hardened and continued. "The mate is that werewolves soulmate, and you happen to be mine. It extremely rare that a human could be a mate, but it does happen. I was drawn to you in the woods and that's why I saved you and brought you to my home. Since I am an Alpha and you are my mate, that makes you a Luna. You will be respected and cared for here. Respect everyone, and if I ever find out you were inhumane, there will be serious consequences. And one last thing..never ask me personal questions." With that he looked at me as if he was waiting for me to reacted.

"I need to get out of here." Was all I could say, and I slowly made a break for the door, but got nowhere fast because of my injuries and because of the brick wall that was now in front of me.

"You're hurt and you need to rest. You're also an idiot if you think you could get out of here, even if you could, the wolf who attacked you is still out there, just waiting to finish you off." He had a point and I couldn't argue with it. I just nodded and tried to walk back to the bed. My head was pounding from this information and from the concussion I was positive I had. My vision began to fade and just before I collapsed, Xavier caught me and carried me to the bed. He looked at me sympathetically and before leaving the room, he mutter words that were hard to make out, but clear enough.

"I am going to find who did this, and make them regret it."