Half Breed

Captured

Captured

Waking up the next morning felt like heaven. The pillows were soft, the bed folded in around me comfortably. I was lost inside the waves of white sheets, and I was perfectly okay with that. I was so damn happy to be laying in an actual bed and waking up at whatever time I wanted. Not having to worry about werewolves bitching at me every five seconds to do this, do that, you're doing that wrong. Bleh.

Rolling over I looked at the clock on the side-table. 12:43. Well, that would explain why it's so damn bright outside. I roll over again, burying my head into the pillow. I really don't feel like moving, but I guess I have to get out of bed eventually. Forget it, i'll move later. Reaching for the remote I turn on the TV for a while. Flicking through channels I land on a movie that catches my eye. Twilight. Gross.

That girl is such a terrible actress.

Not to mention how stereotyped the werewolves are. We are not that big! And we're not all dark and muscled and hot...there are some puny white guys out there, believe me. Not the cutest things.

Bailey was cute...

Oh, we are so not going there. Bailey was my boyfriend for a while there. He was of course, a puny white boy but he had the most gorgeous blue eyes. His long blond hair always hung in his face and he was absolutely adorable. He had asked me out a couple months ago, and we dated for a long while. I say long, because it was my longest relationship. But really it was only three months. He was really sweet but it was too much. I couldn't seem to get into it, even though we did everything together. It just wasn't who I was; I couldn't handle a commitment like that. I was too much of a free-bird.

My stupid ass ended up cheating on him and getting caught, hence why we broke up. It was kind of a really bad situation too. He was at soccer practice, and I was sitting on the bleachers watching like I always did. The urge to pee hit me really hard, so I went without a second thought. I didn't notice that Isaac, the pack player was also in the restrooms.

I'm sure you can probably guess where this is going, but I'll tell you anyway. When I was leaving the girl's restroom, Isaac was standing outside the boy's and pulling his shirt on. Why it was off, I don't know, but I wasn't going to complain. The boy was fine. He turned to look at me right when I walked out, and with just a little sniff I could smell his hormones. The only thing I could think was oh, shit. I am so screwed.

So the thing about us wolves, is that if a female wolf has any interest (sexual interest, that is) in a male wolf at all, they can smell it. And if they like what they smell, well, you're toast. Because if they like that you find them incredibly sexy, they'll have you pinned against the wall in no time, and there's nothing you can do to stop them. It's like at the point of mutual attraction, there's no stopping it. Your wolves take over and basically you're going to get it in, whether you wanted to or not.

As you can tell, I ended up with my back against the wall and his tongue down my throat. I can't exactly say I minded, I mean like I said, the guy was fine. Because of that, he's had practically every girl at our school. He's not the kind of guy--like how Bailey was--that would stop themselves when they feel the attraction.

Practice was almost over when I had left, so we were bound to get caught. When Bailey had walked in and found us, my fingers were through Isaac's hair and one of my legs was up and around his waist. He had one of his hands on my waist and the other between my legs. Bailey had all but chocked, but he can't say he didn't see it coming; I'm pretty positive you could smell the sexual tension from a mile away. I'm not kidding, we can smell that stuff.

And yeah, Bailey and me were over after that. This was like, two months ago. And I kinda feel like shit about it. Like I said, I'm glad we're not together because it just wasn't my scene, but the boy was so nice. I wouldn't have wanted it to end like that.