The Wolf and the Sexy Nerd (boyxboy)

Chapter 4

I would have written a new chapter and uploaded it on Friday, but I was really busy, and only got about an hour free. But I hope you all enjoy the chapter :D

Oh, and it's dedicated to this person ^^ just because if they didn't comment I probably wouldn't have been determined to update like I was, so you probably wouldn't have an update for another few days if it wasn't for them!

*Shaw's POV*

The sun seems to be aimed directly at my eyes when I wake up in the morning, momentarily blinding me as I open them before groaning and getting out of bed with my eyes closed. I feel my way the few feet to the window and quickly close the curtains, sighing in relief when I can open my eyes without it hurting.

I look over at the alarm clock and see that I've woken up early, meaning my alarm hasn’t even gone off yet. I guess it makes sense though; this is the time I would wake up on an average day at the Alpha camp. 5 Am. Yeah, it was awful, especially considering training wouldn’t stop until 4 Pm, at the earliest. Yeah, it was that bad.

Sighing, I decide to just have an extra-long shower, considering I didn’t have one after I got back yesterday, and I'd almost slept a full ten hours. My muscles were stiff as a board right now, and I was starting to feel it.

Going into my en suite bathroom, I turn the shower on and strip down while I'm waiting. Looking in the mirror, I stare at myself. Rock hard muscles everywhere, but just the right size and not grossly huge ones. A few scars here and there, but they'd healed well thanks to me being a werewolf. Otherwise I'd have some nasty scars.

Turning around, I got into the shower and relax as soon as the water hits me, groaning in relief as I feel the tension leaving my body.

I wash slowly after standing there for about 10 minutes, just feeling my muscles loosening up. I then get out, wrapping a towel around my waist first obviously, because you never know when someone's going to walk in in this house, and I don’t think I locked my door last night. Going to my closet, I pick out some dark jeans that hug my bum, but not-so-much my legs. I then put on a deep blue shirt, absently thinking that the color has nothing on Kyle's eyes. I then pull on a pair of DC's and slide them on, and go downstairs into the kitchen.

I find mine and Jake's moms there, cooking for all of us. It really is a two person job though. I mean, you’ve got four hungry male wolves, adding to that we're all of high rank which makes us stronger, but we also need more food than werewolves of lower rank. My stomach growls at the delicious smell of pancakes, bacon and egg. There're already plates piled high with food, which makes my mouth water looking at them.

The sound of my stomach grabs the attention of the two women, and they stop talking to look back at me. They both offer motherly smiles and my mom says "morning sweetie. You okay?" with a slightly worried look.

"Yeah I'm fine. Why?" I ask, starting to worry as the look on her face never leaves.

"I was just worried because you never came down for supper last night"

"I'm fine mom, I promise. It was just the jetlag catching up with me" I say this with a small smile, hoping to reassure her, and it works. She lets out a sigh of relief, before asking "do you want something to drink?"

"It's fine mom, I'll get it" I say, going over to the refrigerator and getting out the orange juice carton before pouring a glass for myself. I go to pick the glass up so I can take a sip but before I can its grabbed and I can hear someone else gulping it down like they just ran a marathon. I look back to see who it is, and seeing that it's Jake as soon as he takes the now empty glass away from his lips I whack him on the back of his head. He grins at me sheepishly before saying "I'll pour you another one, I promise" with puppy eyes, silently pleading with me not to hit him again.