Loving wolves

Chapter 17

Ever since I woke up from my bed, I have been nothing but cranky. I don't know what had gotten into me. I rubbed my swollen, red eyes and felt the cold wind send goosebumps down the length of my arm. My head ached from a stinging sensation, making me clutch my forehead, trying to massage the intense pain away. It was as if every part of me was aching for some unknown reason. I stretched my hands, and let out a painful yawn. I didn't want to get out of bed. If only I could just lay there, run from my problem and just sleep. I would say sleeping beauty was quite lucky to sleep. Living in your dreams and away from reality. I think we all would pretty much like that. Even if it means it's not real. I lazily sighed at my childish thoughts. 

I slid out of my comfortable bed, and headed for the bathroom. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I spit out the minty foam into the sink, then rinsed my mouth with cold water. The contact of cold water against my freshly brushed teeth made me shudder in delight. I rushed downstairs and plunged onto the soft, lush sofa of mine. I wanted to sink in, and feel the softness and warmth surround me. Protect me from reality and this messed up world. I let out a muffled sigh at my un- believable words, against the sofa's pillow. I wasn't really hungry, and didn't feel the need to stuff my face in fresh pancakes. But the sudden urge to eat ice cream had overcome me.

I walked over to the small fridge and opened the small door. The cold refreshing wind welcomed me with it's freshness. and I pulled out a tub of Neapolitan ice cream . I pulled off the lid, and stabbed the fresh ice cream with my spoon. The spoon dug softly into the chocolate ice cream. I sank back down into the sofa and put ice cream full spoons in my mouth. Biting fast so I don't get an aching brain freeze from the coldness of the ice cream. I switched on the TV and put on breaking bad season 1. I never get tired of watching the whole seasons again.

I was up to episode 4 when there was a knock at my door. I pushed the ice cream tub aside then walked up to the door. I unlocked the latch pulled it open. It revealed Hunter. He wore a dark leather jacket, dark jeans and a white v-neck under. I glared at him waiting for an answer as to why he was here. He scratched the back of his neck, nervously. "Hey" he murmured, and put up a small smile. "Hi" I answered back. "Haven't seen you since we went to see the pack where were you?" he asked, hi tone showing a little concern. "I was at a friends house." I replied. "Friend who?" He suspiciously asked. "Chase" 

Hunters jaw tensed up at his name, and Hunter furrowed his eyebrows. "What were you doing at his house ? he asked. His tone of voice changed into something serious. Anger shot through me at his tone and his question. "Are you interrogating me?" I said, with quite a tone, I didn't think I had in me before. "I can go where I want. When I want and you can't tell me otherwise!" I snapped at him. "It's my responsibility to keep you safe and I don't trust Chase!" he yelled. "Don't yell at me!" I snapped back. "You can't come to my house, interrogate me then yell at me!" I stormed. " I'm trying to keep you safe. Until you aren't a full Luna of my pack. You are a target to many male wolves. They can sniff you out" he answered back. "So what if they can. Why do you care. We're not even together" I argued."Why would I date you? You're selfish and ignorant!" I shrieked. 

He seemed taken aback by my words. His eyes still fixed on mine, but a sudden hurt was shown in his round, intoxicating eyes. He walked out of the house without another word. I could still hear his feet against the hard ground walking off, without a single stop. I plunged back on to the sofa, and stuffed a spoon of ice cream in my mouth. I felt the cold sweet taste make my taste buds dance. I let out a moan of pleasure.Suddenly I had an aching feeling in my heart. I let out an agitated groan. "I hate it when I feel guilt" I murmured to myself. The ache continued to stretch over me making it unbearable to ignore let alone deal with. I couldn't help it. Guilt drives me crazy.

 I pushed aside the ice cream tub and swung open the door, ignoring the fact that I'm going outside. In the cold. Bare feet and in really short shorts. I ran across the cold concrete floor. The rocks stabbed my feet, but I surprisingly ignored the pain. I ran into the wood, scurrying across bright orange and yellow leaves. Feeling each broken twig stab my feet. Boy, Hunter walks really fast. He's probably across the wood by now. I could start to feel the pain grow in my feet, and blood gently spread onto the leaves below. The coldness of the leaves under my fresh wounds set fire to my skin. The cold yet burning sensation spread to the toes of my feet. 

I ran faster, and dodged passed the old trees. They seem to be in my way a lot. My breath hitched 
in my lungs making it harder fro me to move about. My heart throbbed,and I felt that I would fall on the ground. I saw Hunter in sight. His back towards me, but he noticed the sound of my feet against the ground. He stopped in his tracks then his attention was drawn to me.

"Hunter" I panted. His gaze travelled down to my bloody feet, and the twigs and pieces of bark stuck in them. He furrowed his eyebrows. "You  hurt your feet" he said, with his eyes fixed on my wounded feet. "Forget the feet, I'm sorry" I apologized. "No you're right, I'm sorry that I ever thought we could happen. I'm sorry that I thought that a person like you would ever accept a monster like me" he replied. I furrowed my eyebrows and clenched my fists. "No you're not a monster. I was stupid ignorant and an idiot to call you that." I argued. "I mean look at you and look at me. Why would you settle for a human? When there are so many pretty wolves out there, I found it hard to believe. And I'm not even the perfect person for you so why me?" I blurted. The words just kept coming out.
"Because, love doesn't happen to just anyone Alex. It happens to person who is best for you" He explained. "I love you Alex, you and only you" he reassured. His eyes not leaving mine. I felt my insides turn liquid, and my heart turn to dust. 

Before I could react he scooped me up in his arms and pulled me into an embrace. His arms wrapped around me, and held me in place. I felt as if he let me go, then I would fall flat on the cold ground. "We need to get you somewhere" he murmured, looking down at my wounds. "Plus, I don't want anyone to see you wearing those, they are really short" he said, looking down at my shorts and oversized nirvana T-shirt. "Ok" I answered. But he stopped me before I could take another step. "You can't walk with bits of glass and twigs in your feet alex, you'll make your wounds worse" he argued. "Then how would I get home?" I asked. He looked at me, and instantly I knew where this was going. Without my reaction, he held me by the waist, then pulled me into his arms. Bridal style. 
"Let me go" I screamed, but it came out muffled because I was faced against his chest. He smelt of a strong Vanilla scent, which smelt divine. 

"No" He refused. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Well you're not very nice" I pointed out. "Says the person who called me a  monster" he reminded. I sucked in some air. 
"I told you, I'm sorry" I innocently spoke. "I know" He replied. He gently put me down, and I felt something soft under me. It was the coach. "How did you get in here?" I asked. "You left the door open" he replied. Makes sense. He came back with a red box, he took out some tweasers, and bandage tape.  

"This might  hurt a little " he murmured, He gently plucked out the broken glass and twigs out of my foot. It didn't hurt much surprisingly. He wrapped the bandage around my feet gently and carefully so that it's not tight around my wounds. "You're so stupid,  running bare feet, in really short shorts, in this weather" he lectured. I rolled my eyes. He cupped my cheek gently, then placed his lips against mine. It was short yet passionate. His lips massaged mine, and I felt his thumb circle my cheeks soothingly.  "Thanks" I murmured, after we had pulled away.
"Don't mention it" he replied, with a devilish smirk.