A hard push on my face woke me up, quickly. My eyes popped open, and I caught sight of two paws on my face. Growing deeply, and about to lash out to protect Sam, I looked up at the owner of the paws. Icy blue eyes looked down at me, with a mixture of lust, amusement and contentment. Grinning, I watched as Sam's eyes roamed over me.
"Enjoying the view?" I smirked, jokingly.
Sam shook her large wolf head, and jumped off me. Landing softly on the ground, Sam rose up as a human. She looked at me, and her lips were tugged upwards. "It looked like you were enjoying yourself far too much by sleeping with me. I had to ruin it somehow." She smiled, and turned away from me.
"That is where you are very wrong," I quipped. "I loved it, I could never just like sleeping next to you. It would be, like, saying you don't have the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen, and calling them just alright." I laughed, leaning forward and grabbing her small hand.
Lacing my fingers through hers, I pulled her to me as I swiftly swung my legs over the bed edge. Her body crashed into mine, and I swear sparks were flying through my body. Grinning like an idiot, I looked down at her. Noticing her now completely clothed, I was actually shocked.
"How...How are you clothed?" I asked, feeling the cloth of her shirt. Sam smiled, and looked down at her clothes.
"Same reason you are." She spoke, and I looked down at myself. Finding just ordinary clothes from my old closet, I was genuinely shocked. I looked up at Sam and found her eyes shining and her smile so bright. "I had my great aunt twice removed, who was a witch or caster, what ever we call them now, come to see me. She casted a clothing spell on my fellow wolves, so in case of anything like an emergency since we've had a few before and even after she came, was a heaven gift." Sam swallowed, and pushed a few strands of hair from my face. Sparks flying through my skin. "She casted those who are mates of my pack, and members of my pack, to have the clothing spell. Pretty cool, huh?"
Grinning, I nodded my head. Standing up, and towering over Sam made my Wolf swell up with pride. He liked knowing as long as she was here with us, she was safe. Even if she was pretty damn tall for a woman. Looking into her eyes, I smiled. Cupping her face in my hands, and rubbing my thumb over her cheeks, I leaned down.
Feeling her lips perfectly mold to mine, my heart swelled up. It was perfect how easily she fit against me. She was tiny compared to me, and she was amazing. It makes my heart pound harder and faster feeling hers start to do the same. Smiling into the kiss, I pulled back and looked into Sam's eyes. She opened her eyes, fluttering her long eye lashes and looked into mine.
"William," Sam whispered. Her eyes mirrored concern and fear, but sensing her emotions told me she was more nervous. "Why.. Why did you come into my territory?"
"I sensed my mate, which happened to be you. I used to belong to the pack in New Mexico, but I started to get abused for being mate less. So, when I went to visit an old friend I sensed you in these woods. I came running, and fell a bit of a lot of times trying to get you. Ignoring everything to just push to have you." I confessed.
"So.. You were the Omega." Sam clarified to me. Looking down, so ashamed, I felt Sam's spark inducing touch grab my chin. Her hold was hard, but definitely soft as she tugged my face to look at hers. "You are a beautiful person, William. I have seen your memories, as you have seen mine. You aren't just some old Omega. You are sweet and amazing, and a beautiful soul full person." Sam inhaled. "And I-"
"Sam!" Chavella screamed, crashing through the door. Her chest heaving and her hair was wild. Following behind her, a man came running behind her. The look of adoration and protection was evident that they were mates.

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Dirty Paws
Kurt AdamSamantha Ivins is a 220 year old spirit wolf. A species that is close to extinction, and very hard to find. She's mate-less, a female and queen of her large pack. But not for long. Especially when she meets her match, and he's a bundle of stubborn...