I awoke to my head pounding, and my body feeling drained. The room was dark, so I assumed it must have been night time.
As I move to try and rub my aching head with my fingers, I feel something soft, yet firm, digging into both my wrists.
Scrunching up my face in confusion I try to move my arms. Something is restraining them.
What the hell is going on?
As I try sit up, going slowly as to not hurt my head anymore, I notice my surroundings as much as I can in the dark. Black silk bed sheets, dark coloured walls, carpet?
My body freezes in realisation as everything comes flooding back to me at once.
Aiden is a werewolf. There was a werewolf in my house. I let a werewolf into my house! And now, I'm probably in a werewolf's house...
Andy you dumbass!
I pull at the restraints as hard as I can, panic slowly rising in me more and more as I put together what has probably happened. He's kidnapped me. The ass rag kidnapped me!
"UGH!" I yell even more frustrated, yanking as hard as I can on my restraints. What the hell is it?
"You're up."
I gasp as my head snaps to the bedroom door, a black silhouette of a body standing in front of it with the light from outside shadowing his face and body. But I don't need light to know who it is.
"Aiden," I whisper, more to myself.
Suddenly, I feel rage.
"What the hell is wrong with you! You kidnapped me? Restrained me? You butt head, let me out of here!" I scream as I yank at my restraints again.
"Andy, stop." Aiden warned.
"Piss off!" I yell back angrily as I continue to pull at my wrists, trying to free them from whatever is around them.
"Enough!" Aiden booms, his loud voice bouncing off the bedroom walls, and stirring something deep inside of me.
"Or what!" I yell back daringly.
That's when I see his eyes flash that brilliant gold colour, and then I realise, I stuffed up.
One second he's by the door, the next he's on top of me, his hard body pinning my down on the bed while his arms are at either side of my head.
I still can't see his face clearly, but I can clearly see his golden eyes, staring back intensely into my own.
"You need to calm down, Andy," He demanded softly, his breath fanning gently across my face.
"You need to let me go, Aiden," I spoke in the same tone he did, staring back up at him defiantly.
Suddenly, Aiden let out a deep, guttural groan, his chest vibrating against mine.
I held in the moan that was threatening to spill from my lips. Damn, that was hot.
"My name sounds so good coming from your mouth," he moaned deeply into my neck, inhaling my scent.
Oh man, he's giving me those tingles again. What is happening to my body!
"Say it again," he growled lowly as he raised his head back up, his eyes staring back into mine.
"W-what?" I gasped out. Damn, he was doing crazy things to me.
"Say. My. Name. Again." He spoke each word clearly, his voice getting huskier on each word.
My lips parted, my tongue about to roll his name out easily, when a brilliant thought came to my mind. Be brave, you can do this.
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I'm All Yours
WerewolfWhat would you do, if one night you let a giant dog into your house, and the next morning there's a half naked man in your bed? Meet Andy Holmes. An average 19 year old girl, with an average job, and an average life. Until one night everything she...
