I awoke to the sounds of yelling outside my room, it was definitely Drake and somebody I had heard before but I couldn't remember exactly who. Before I could think about it I realized I had had been moved from the infirmary to what I imagined was Drake's bedroom, the bed was gigantic, solid mahogany beams littered each corner of the bed, each holding up a beautiful carving connecting to the next, all of which held deep red silk curtains up.
Looking around I saw the room was quite a rustic design. The walls were carved from large stones melded together and the floor seemed to be made from very large blocks of solid oak. The floor was covered in scattered carpets and pelts which I imagine Drake had kept as trophies from hunting or something similar.
To my right stood two doors which I imagined led out to a balcony, right beside them was a large dressing table trapped within a very large wardrobe and cupboard setup. Before I could finish the little tour of my new dwellings Drake walked into the room. Covered in sweat wearing a pair of gym slacks and a tight T-shirt he sauntered over to the bathroom not realizing I was awake, hearing the shower turn on I thought to myself that this was my chance to escape but I was very wrong, I ripped the sheets from over me only to realize I was completely naked.
How could I have been so stupid, I ripped all my clothes when I shifted in the forest, of course, I wouldn't have any on now. I prayed there were at least some clothes in the wardrobe so I wrapped myself quickly in the bed sheets and got up from the bed, to my dismay the floorboards creaked quite loudly, I turned around an thankfully it appeared that mid shower Drake hadn't heard the floor.
Quietly I crept over to the wardrobe being very careful not to make a sound, opening one side of the large storage center I found a sweatshirt that would be clearly too big for me and below the hangers I grabbed a pair of his black boxers and quickly put them on.
Lifting my arms over my head to slide into the sweatshirt I heard a voice from behind me.
"Looks like my pup has a thing for her man's underwear," Drake said undoubtedly with a large grin on his face.
I panicked turning to figure out where he was but in my blind panic, I dropped the sweater letting him get a good eyeful of the twins.
I could feel my face erupt a shade of red as I quickly grabbed the sweater from the floor and covered myself with it.
I looked up at Drake in a rage "You saw them didn't you?" I yelled with my face deepening its shade of red.
He laughed and made no attempt to hide anything "Yep but I wouldn't be too embarrassed Reina, I mean who do you think carried you here in your open back hospital gown, who washed the cold sweat from your naked body and laid you gently in bed and held you in their warm arms to keep you safe."
I could no longer think straight, my anger was blinding me. Tears ran down my cheek as I against my better judgment shifted into my wolf form. Snarling wildly at Drake who was completely unphased by this, I thought I could at least intimidate him a little bit. He crouched down trying not to smile whilst slightly patting his knees.
"Come on girl, give daddy cuddles," he said with a playful smirk.
I did not find this funny at all and ran at him ready to bite before the bedroom door slammed open, I stopped mid-sprint to turn my head around and to surprise my grandfather stood in the doorway smiling with a few joyful tears dripping down his cheeks.
Immediately I ran over to him and nuzzled my head against his cheek.
Smiling he wrapped his arms around me giving me a warm hug "Oh I missed you, sweety, I can't believe you finally found your inner wolf, you've grown into such a beautiful young woman, I'm so proud of you."
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Endlessly Infatuated
WerewolfReina had a normal life until everything spiraled out of control, now in an unfamiliar place with creatures she never knew to be real chased by a man she doesn't know, can she figure out her place in all of this. A trial by fire for loving werewolve...