Full of Suprises

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Aphmau's POV

I woke up in the middle of the night groggy. My vision was blurry, and my head was a bit dizzy. I leaned up on the bed as the chilly and still, quiet air from the room tickled my back. I placed my hand next to me and actually felt something, it was the werewolf, but he wasn't the werewolf, he was, human? I didn't get a good look at his face because my vision was blurry, but I could tell he was white.

The heaviness of my headache pulled me back down into a deep sleep, forgetting the memory. I woke up the next morning, and the werewolf was right next to me. His chest rises when he inhaled, and fell gently when he exhaled. His jaw dangled as his sharp teeth we're coated in saliva. His intimidating muscles hugged a pillow that I put in-place instead of my body, as his ears twitched with every little movement I made. I slowly slid out of the bed as he reached his arm onto my lap. "Where are you going?" His voice groggy and a touch muffled.

"I have to pee." I whispered and giggled.

"Whatever." He mumbled. I grinned. I stood up from the bed with wrinkly, and sticky bed sheets, and walked out of the room that was filled with the mix of lavender and sweat scent. I covered myself as I walked into the small bathroom, I looked into the mirror as my rear painfully throbbed. He was so aggressive last night, in a good way. I ran my fingers through my hair as the werewolf suddenly stumbled out of the bed. "I need the bathroom for a second." He shoved me out and locked the door. Things started to fall down, as I heard him grunt.

"Hey! Are you okay?!" I banged on the bathroom door waiting for a response.

Werewolf's POV

I fell onto the bathroom floor, trying to balance myself by grabbing onto the sink, my hand clenched too hard as the part of the sink came off. My body was supposed to morph back into human, and I was supposed to leave. But I couldn't afford to leave her for god knows how long. So I forced myself to say in this body. It took all my energy over night.

I pulled myself together and formed back into the werewolf. I huffed and grunted at the splitting headache, I was dehydrated. I stumbled out of the bathroom as Aphmau looked at me with her adorable confused face. I shook my head, "don't sweat it." I huffed. I almost fell over until she caught me, she supported me to a chair and began to start up the tea kettle. "What's wrong with you?" She asked, concerned.

"I said don't worry about it."

"I-"

"I said don't worry about it!" I raised my voice and clenched my head quickly afterwards. She ran over to me and sat me back down. "I'm sorry." I panted. "I didn't mean to yell at you baby." I looked up into her eyes, she heard the whistle of the tea kettle and poured me a cup and handed it to me.

"It's fine." She tapped her fingers on the table anxiously. She swallowed hard and stared at me, her nose red. "I need—to tell you something." She stuttered and mumbled. I leaned in to listen to her soft voice.

"What is it—tell me anything." I stammered as well. She struggled to find her words.

"I couldn't find the right time, but I guess—" she inhaled deeply as tears streamed from her eyes, "I've been seeing someone else, while you were away."

I nearly dropped the tea cup.

"We haven't had sex yet, it was a few dates, and then we kissed—and..." my muscles relaxed, I realized who she was talking about. "His name is, Aaron." She clenched her fist. "I haven't told him I've been seeing you."

"Don't." I said.

"Huh?"

"Don't, he's the prince in line, he'll kill me." I glanced down at the floor, trying not to make eye contact with this woman, she didn't know that—

I am Aaron.

She gazed down at the floor. "I don't care, that you cheated on me. If you feel like you should be with him then be with him, if you feel like you should be with me...Be with me." I held her hand. "I love you Aphmau." I slowly pulled her into my lap as I rocked back and forth on the rocking chair. I ran my hand down her back as I set my tea next to the chair. Moments like these I don't wanna miss.

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