It's A Choice

Chapter 8

A few seconds after the kiss commenced I felt Tucker's hand come up to cup my face, while his thumb softly stroked my chin. I naturally reacted and brought my hand up to tenderly clutch his bicep. Each of us were subconsciously pulling the other closer. Our lips moved in sync, due to neither of us being inexperienced. The kiss was gentle yet passionate, it was marvelous. I felt as if I was on cloud 9. Who wouldn't when the person they've been crushing on is kissing them. After continuing our delicate make out for a bit, I felt Tuck's tongue glide across my bottom lip, the universal signal to deepen the kiss. I all too willingly granted him access though we still were following a comfortable approach with our tongues now intertwined. I don't know how long we maintained the kiss, but it was long enough that we had to break apart for each of us to be able to catch our breath. Both of our heads were tilted forward, foreheads touching and light pants were the only sound to be heard.

After a few moments, I felt Tucker's head start to lift up so I followed suit. We stared into each other's eyes before I started,

"That was-" Though I was suddenly cut off,

"Incredible." I could only nod to show my agreement. I can't say it was life changing because I won't know what that will feel like till I meet my mate when I'm of age. But, I can say it felt right, natural even, it just flowed. Though maybe I'm just thinking this because I haven't been kissed in months, or is it a year now? I don't even know anymore, it was since I was last with-

"Shit, I just checked the time it's late I have to get home." My internal monolog was cut off by Tucker. I must have let disappointment flash through my eyes because he quickly affixed his statement,

"I don't want to leave but I have to. I'll see you tomorrow okay?" Trying not to seem too clingy try to let out a casual,

"Yea." Receiving my response, he lifted himself off the couch before bending down to grab his backpack just to sling it over his right shoulder. I was about to say 'bye' when he swiftly bent down and gave my lips a quick peck before making his leave. I barely had time to register what happened as I heard the front door shut.

After he left I sat on the couch for a bit, trying to comprehend what just occurred. Multiple thoughts ran through my mind as if a marathon was taking place. The most prominent thought being, WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?! My brain was so full of thoughts that I started to get a headache and decided I needed to let my wolf out and go for a run.

Standing up from the couch I made my way over to the sliding doors at the back of my house. A cool breeze danced across my skin as soon as I opened the doors, giving me access to the starry night. Stepping out onto the cement patio I took in the now familiar surroundings. A flat backyard with trees scattered around, one particular oak tree modeling a wooden swing. I begin walking across the grass, letting the sounds of nature soothe me. The echo of a cricket's chirping and waves crashing in the distance being my two favorite sounds. As I cross the lawn I allow my hands to lightly brush over the bark of the occasional trees I pass, trying to soak up as much of nature as I can through my fingertips.

The end of my yard is where the entrance to the woods begin. This is a major perk considering my werewolf status. I stand on the line between my house and the forest for a minute, just peering into the seemingly endless dark depths. Though I soon snap out of my trance to quickly undress and place my clothes at the bottom of a nearby tree.

Once I'm fully naked I allow the primal urge to be in my wolf form take over. A slight haze occurs as I phase from my one form to the other. But it is quickly over and I naturally begin to shake out my gray fur that is mixed with scattered strands of fifty different shades of gray (AN: see what I did there ;) and some black and white as well.