The Fight

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My dreams were of a memory that i don't ever remember happening. Mom was crying but saying something to me that it would be okay and i would never know. After that its dark.

"Zarola." says a voice to me that sounds familiar. I feel a hand on my face that is warm and sends sparks through my body.

"Baby wake up." My eyes open slowly as I see Stark looking at me with concern. Im laying on my side as im plastered against Starks body.

"You were talking in your sleep...did you have a nightmare?" he asks.

"No a memory that I don't understand." I say to him sitting up while stretching. The sun is just coming up now and the birds are starting to chirp. I forgot to change last night so im still wearing a black shirt with my jeans on.

"I feel gross im going to change." I say to Stark as i get up but he grabs me and pulls me into his lap.

"Your cute when you wake up." He says to me and i blush a bright crimson color. What the hell brought this on?

"Stark?" I say turning around to face him. His eyes are a golden color when i look into them. They are not their usual forest green color that I am used to. He hugs me tight and puts his face into my neck taking a deep breath.

"I love your smell also." He says to me. Okay his wolf is taking over him right now.

"Stark you got three seconds to let me go before I hurt you." I say with a warning. He snaps out of it and looks up at me with his normal colored eyes.

"I'm sorry my wolf took over it's been hard keeping him from taking over.." He says letting go of me. I smile at him kissing him softly on the lips.

"Really now." I say to him as he kisses me back and I giggle. I don't blame im my wolf has been doing the same thing.

"Yeah really for a while now he had been wanting to surface looks like he came through this time around." He says to me nuzzling my neck. I chuckle at this and snake my arms around his neck holding him close. I think about what I have to talk to him about and my mood dampens.

"What's wrong love." He says sensing my mood change. I shake my head.

"I need to talk to you but not right now." I say getting up from the bed heading towards the bathroom. Stark watches me disappear into the bathroom as I turn on the shower. I think about how he will react and how he is going to take it. Probably not well sense he is very protective of me. Plus of my knowledge of wolves and their mates. The weird thing is that his moon goddess the one that chooses mates for Wolves chose him a very strange one. I don't know much about wolves and their mates and how it involves their goddess but maybe I can ask Stark about that later when I return. I turn off the shower as I wrap a towel around my body. I look in the mirror and see a very tired woman staring back. Marked with many scars over my body also tattoos here and there. Every so often I realize new ones keep popping up. My hair is beginning to fade it might be time to dye it again to the bright red I had it or to my natural color it should be. My hair reaches just in the middle of my back it has gotten so long now thinking about it. I walk out of the bathroom and see Stark isn't in the bedroom anymore. He must have gone down stairs to eat something. I quickly head to the dresser and grab some clothes that are comfortable. Some black jeans a black tank top and my combat boots. I put my hair into a messy bun on the top of my head and head out of the bedroom towards the stairs. I reach the end of the stairs and see Stark sitting across from my sister. Stark looks my way with an expression that I can't read. Fuck.

"Zehira what did you say." I asked my oh so innocent sister who might have just pissed off and alpha. She shrugs he shoulders at me.

"Zarola..." Says Stark with a warning in his voice. Ah Fuck.

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