I turned to reach his left ear, grazing his jaw with the tip of my nose.
"Be careful what you wish for, Mate." I kissed him under his earlobe, my lips hot on his already scorching skin. He growled, low and deep, the sound reverberating through his...
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I wasn't born this way. I wasn't born as a werewolf. I had been human. I came to this world not as Lara Crawford the werewolf, but as Lara Crawford the human. An ordinary girl blessed with loving parents and a caring older brother as a family, living the typical californian way of life growing up.
By the age of fourteen I had all my life planned out. Living my high school years like every teenager would, partying, making friends, having the first experiences with boys, maybe even falling in love. But at the same time my main aim was to graduate with top grades, so I did. Then, I planned to move to Seattle, attending Med School, making friends for life, becoming the Valedictorian of the Year and graduating top class once again...and I did. After getting my degree I was going to search for a job in the Primary Care field, at the same time pursuing my master of research in Oncology. And I did. But every other dream I had, since that terrible day 4 years ago, couldn't be satisfied. I couldn't let myself to lead researches like I had always dreamed to do, as it would have brought focus on myself, potentially exposing my secret and the supernatural world. I couldn't fall in love, settle down and have a family. Which human could love and marry a beast? None.
I learnt to accept that, the solitude, the lonliness... I slowly learnt to love my wolf. She made me whole, she taught me how to survive, she made me stronger and she was the only one who would never leave my side, bound for eternity to be the other half of me.
Nevertheless, I could never forget the day that changed the outcome of my life forever.
Flashback to four years previour, the 18th of February
"Bye Nellie, I'll see you tomorrow!" I said to the chubby nurse who sat at the desk at the entry of the Saint Mary Seattle Hospital.
"Bye dear! I hope tomorrow Dr. Jones will be more lenient towards you. But don't you worry..big dogs bark but don't bite!" She answered me with a kind and motherly smile, lifting her head from the hospital records she was currently rearranging.
I scoffed. That douche. He believed he was authorized to treat students like shit just because he was above them in the hierarchy of the hospital, looking smugly at us from the top of his pedestal. His tantrums and harsh words were well known by the medical staff around the ER as almost everyone, at least once, had been the target of his rage. He was very competent in his field, but at the same time he lacked human empathy, in my opinion a necessary requirement in order to be a great doctor.
"I don't think so, but a girl can dream. God, how I wish I could shove his head out of his ass!"
If there was one thing I absolutely couldn't condone, that would have been disrespect. I grew up learning to respect others, facing every kind of socializing always with kindness and politeness, even the very difficult ones. Dr. Jones strictly pretended consideration from us but wasn't willing to give the same in return.
"Well dear, hurry hup graduating and you definetly will! He really needs it. Have a safe trip home, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon Lara!"
"Yeah Nelly..I definetly will! Bye, have a good night!"
