The Pack Slut

twenty one

I finished brushing my teeth, brushing my hair and washing my face around 11 am the next morning.

All night I couldn't stop thinking about what happened last night. How close he was, how my heart raced and just how I wished what he said was real. That maybe he did crave me. That maybe he did want me.

I sighed in the mirror, looking at the four hickeys all over my neck. To be honest, I was expecting more but the werewolf in me had already basically healed the four that were even a little bit noticeable.

I had specifically chosen to wear another tank top. I couldn't help it, Kal said it was nice and I couldn't stop my hand when I picked it up. I wanted him to think I looked nice. Plus I wanted him to see the hickeys when I went to go talk to him.

I limped my way over to my door, opening it softly, closing it, and then proceeded to his door. My ankle was only throbbing at this point.

Something in me was nervous about talking to him. I raised my wrist to knock but then quickly put it down, second guessing myself. I fixed my hair twice before I heard his voice call.

"If you're going to come in, come in before I shower and you have to see me shirtless."

I opened his door quietly, disregarding the fact that a part of me actually did want to see him shirtless.

He was standing by his closet door, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, looking good as ever.

"You're shirtless anyway," I said, acknowledging the fact that he was indeed standing in all his muscle glory.

"And you seem to like it."

"I don't."

"Then why are you drooling?"

"I'm not-"

"Is there a reason you're here or have you come to bother me?"

I scoffed. "I'm here to talk about last night."

"Oh yeah, that," he said standing up straight. His arms remained crossed. "What about that?"

I noticed his eyes flicker from my eyes to my neck where the hickeys were. His jaw tightened, and he looked lustful for probably only a millisecond.

"Do you remember it?"

"I wasn't drunk, Eve," he said, his eyes flickering to look at the hickeys again. I couldn't even help the shiver that took over my body when he said my name.

"Smelled like it."

"I'll show you I remember everything by repeating it now..." he said coming towards me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "That's if you want..."

"No, I don't want." I pressed my hand on his chest to keep his distance from me. "So you meant everything?"

"I am fully aware of the things I said."

How does any of this make sense?

"I don't understand. I don't understand any of this."

He said nothing, as he just looked at me, telling me to continue with his forest colored eyes.

"Why do you hate m-"

"I never hated you."

"Then why did you hurt m-"

He turned away from me, and headed towards the window. "I don't want to talk about this right now."

"Kalthius, you will answer me now," I said annoyed at how he was being.