I know it took me forever to update but, here you go.
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It's warm, really warm. I move and thick blankets move with me. After a second i realize that I'm not in my bed. I sit up, open my eyes, and very slowly looked around the room.
The bed frame is decent sized and black, the comforter is dark red with pretty black designs on it. The room is average sized, with wooden flooring, and sliding doors with mirrors on them that I assume lead to a closet.
Just then, everything that had happened hits me like a rush. I had ran away, agian. I shake my head at the memory and stretched my body, my arms popping with a satisfying sound.
I look down at my body and realize that I'm wearing a silk baby blue nightgown with black lace trimming that falls a few inches below my backside.
"Oh, you're awake." I turn and a boy walks in, he has hazel eyes and wavy brown hair that falls just over his eyes. He's roughly 6'2" with a decent looking body, he's wearing jeans, and a dark green muscle shirt, but no shoes. Something about him smells familiar, however, I can't quite put my finger on what it is.
"Yes, I am awake now." I say slowly.
"How do you feel?" He asks, taking a step into the room.
"Just fine. H-how did I get here?" I throw off the blanket and go to move my legs but my leg is bandaged, the white wrapping traveling from my upper thigh, to my calf.
"My little brother brought you through the door at around four in the morning. Said that you looked like you were running away from something so he brought you back here. He said that he wanted to protect you for some reason, but.. he wouldn't tell me why." He shrugs and walks up to me.
"Hmm.. where did this bandage come from?" I signal towards the white wrapping covering my left leg.
"I wrapped it up, cause it was bleeding a lot. You had a huge gash in your leg, traveling from your thigh to your lower leg. But, you probably don't need it anymore, considering..." He says casually crouching down in front of me.
"Considering what?" I ask.
"Considering what you are." He says casually, crouching down in front of me.
"What!?" I panic for a moment.
"You're a werewolf right?" He looks up at me.
"Yea.. how did you know?" I sigh.
"May I?" He signals towards the bandage on my leg.
"Yea." I nod.
He hesitates, his hands floating above my ankle before undoing the wrapping like if he did it even kind of wrong he would hurt me and he didn't want to.
"Well, when he brought you into the house you were in your wolf form, so he laid you on the ground in front of the fireplace. After a minute of trying to decide what to do with you, you shifted. Now, we had a naked girl laying on the floor of our living room instead of what we thought was a scared, running wolf." He shrugs.
His hands hesitate above my left thigh for a moment before sliding the night gown up just enough so that he could get to the rest of my bandage. I watch as his cheeks turn a slight shade of red as his hands come into contact with my inner thigh. The bandage is completely removed and he glides his thumb over my thigh for a split second before he gets up and walks out of the room.
"Huh... where did.." I mumble to myself.
"I was only out for one day right?" I yell at the doorway.
"Yea. Want some clothes?" He says, reentering the room and walking towards the closet.
"Yea that would be great." I stand up and follow him over there.
The closet is decent sized, and filled to the brim with boy clothes. I hesitate, not so sure weither I'm supposed to just pick something out or if he was gonna hand me some clothes to wear.
He turns to say something to me, his hand brushing against my upper thigh. then my hip, he takes a small step back and pulls his hand away.
"Oh. Shit. Sorry." His faces turns slightly pink as he takes the step back.
"Its fine." I smile at him, shaking my head. I didn't have him pegged as the blushing type, I think to myself.
"Well, I'm going to, leave so that you can change. There's a bag at the foot of the bed filled with underwear my brother bought for you cause well, you didn't have any on. Can't guarantee that it will all fit you but he's usually pretty good at eyeing peoples clothing sizes." He hurries out of the room before I can say anything to thank him.
I turn to look and sure enough there's a Victoria's Secret bag sitting at the foot of the bed on the floor. I walk over to it, pick it up and empty the contents onto the bed.
"Oh. Damn." I state, after tossing the bag to the side.
On the bed now lay, the sexiest pair of black and red panties, with a matching bra that I've ever seen. They are a silky black fabric with a rose lace design covering them, making them look absolutely stunning.
"This is way to good to be true right now." I check the tags on both of them, "and they're my size.. oh my fucking god I'm in love with these."
I quickly switch out of what I was wearing and put them on, it all fits like a glove and I look absolutely fantastic. The bra is slightly push up, making my breasts look perkier than they currently were, and the bottoms hug my backside like they were made specifically for me.
"I see that you've found the gifts that I bought for you." An intoxicating scent washes over me. I've never smelt anything like it, the scent is musky and reminds me of the forest and cookies at the same time, the voice of the man comes from the doorway.
"Who in the fu-Oh." I whirl around and blink twice. "Its you." I smile slightly, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Yea, it's me." His dark hazel eyes hiding behind his brown hair flick to the ground for a split second before coming back up to meet with mine.
An electricity seems to flow through the air between us, connecting us, just his eyes connecting with mine is sending shivers down my spine. The entire world around me just seems to blur, nothing else is important but him in that very moment, the way he smells, the way he looks, his presence is dominating the entire world. I feel the intense urge to touch him, to run my hands through his hair, down his chest, every single inch of me wants to touch him. It's almost completely uncontrollable.
"Did you miss me, sugar?" He asks, his voice coming out like silk, I had to bite my lip to resist the urge to groan.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the rogue boy himself." I cross my arms and smirk.
"I'm not running away this time." He uncrosses his arms and stands straight up. "And you better believe that I'm not letting you get away either." He growls out.
All I can do is swallow and keep my knees from buckling.
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Angel
RandomShe, blended in perfectly just another average girl. No one knows why she's that way, at all, but she has a secret, one that could either get her killed or locked up in a science lab for the rest of her life... So not standing out is her defence. Fo...
