Ch.8
I touched the wing nearest to me. It was so soft, and so beautiful. His wings were almost a white; they had a few tiny streaks of gray. I lay there next to him wondering how everything would have been if he had let me go at Wal-Mart. I would probably still hate him, and I would still be struggling with money and keeping myself out of public. I pushed the thought out of my mind. I looked at Mike and saw him looking at me. We stared into each other’s eyes for a few minutes, I saw so much emotion locked in his eyes, and for a minute I didn’t realize that I was leaning into his face, until our lips met. I felt the same mind-blowing sensation like we were still flying in the air, but at one hundred miles an hour.
When I pulled back from him, his eyes glowed blue again. He grinned at me, then he looked up at the sky, I did the same. It was so beautiful, I loved how the stars glittered like a million tiny diamonds. And let me tell you something, there is nothing any more beautiful than looking into Mike’s eyes and seeing the tiny diamonds reflect in his blue eyes, after they stopped glowing, of course. He put his hand on my cheek and his eyes started glowing again, brighter than the last time, and I felt myself turning into my wolf again.
I groaned. Did he really have to do that? It kinda ruined the moment for me, but it didn’t for him. He smiled even wider. “There, now, look in the water.” I looked at my reflection in the stream. “See how majestic you look. Of all of the wolves I’ve seen on T.V. and stuff, I gotta say you’re the most beautiful of them all.” He grinned a crooked smile and my heart skipped a beat.
I looked at him, his shirt was pretty much a few shreds clinging to his neck and wings, his body was thin, but muscular, and had a slight tan, he wasn’t as pale as me. Ha-ha. I realized he was laughing at me. “Jasmine, hello?” he waved his hand and I snapped out of looking at him. “You’ll have plenty of time for that later. Right now let’s focus on getting out of here before people start getting up. I saw that the sun was already slightly lighting up the sky.
Mike was helping me turn back quickly. “Oops, I forgot your clothes…” he trailed off, covering his eyes. My face flushed with color. “Umm… How about I go get a towel from the local pool?” he asked. Before I could answer he ran, and jumped, extending his wings and taking off towards the pool, which was only a mile from here.
Five minutes later he returned, I was hiding behind a tree, just in case somebody came around. “Here,” he said when he saw me. I fastened the towel around me and came out from behind the tree. “Okay, hold on tight.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his. He held onto my waist and the towel, making sure it wouldn’t fly off of me. He looked at me and saw my face turn red again and chuckled.
A few minutes later he landed and I stepped away from him. I stumbled, I little dizzy, and he laughed and caught my arm, steadying me. We exchanged smiles and I went to my room, got a pair of jeans, a baby blue tank top and a brown button-up top and went to the bathroom to get ready. This was the first time I’ve looked at myself in that mirror since that day, I froze, staring at my reflection and remembered the nightmare, I felt tears streaming down my cheeks and couldn’t look away. I dropped the brush that I had brought with me from my dresser.
“Jasmine? Are you okay?” Mike had heard me drop the brush. He opened the door and saw me looking into the mirror. “Oh… I should have bought a different mirror before…” he walked up to me and wiped my face with some tissue, I felt him kiss my neck and he walked out. I exhaled slowly, trying to release the stress. I changed into my clothes and brushed my hair, and splashed some cold water on my face.
