The Ugly Wolfling(Abandoned)

Dog House

Kynthia stared at the house in front of her. It wasn't overly large but it wasn't small either. It looked like an English cottage. It was Hasan's personal condo on his family's pack grounds. He explained bringing her here by saying he didn't want her under the spotlight just yet.

She didn't quite believe that but she nodded anyways. He ushered her inside with the giddiness of a five year old showing his favorite toy. It was a pleasant space with nice furniture and lovely colors.

He gave her a tour of its living room, kitchen, basement, and his room. When it came to that last room he looked slyly at her. "This is where we'll be staying. So get comfortable."

Kynthia's brow knit and she shook her head, "I'm not staying in the same room as you."

"Why not?" He raised his voice a little.

Kynthia stayed even toned, "Because I refuse to sleep in the same bed." She didn't add the last part of the sentence she thought of- 'the same bed you've probably used to 'do the do' with countless women.'

"Why?" Hasan was losing patience with this girl. Why can't she just say that she doesn't think he's worthy of her?

"I don't think it would be appropriate since we've only ever spoken to each other today."

Hasan couldn't quite argue with that logic. If he tried he could but he was feeling very tired. It was nearly eight pm.

He sighed and pointed to the room across the hall from his. "That's the guest room. You can stay there until a time when you feel more comfortable with me."

Kynthia nodded slowly and then closed the door to her new room.

~X~

The next morning, when Kynthia opened her eyes all she saw where teeth. White, gleaming and sharp. She gasped but held still under the weight of the large dog sitting on her torso. It was a German Sheppard with a shiny coat. He, she knew instinctively, smelled her hair then licked her face.

She sighed in relief as it gleefully rolled to her side waiting for a belly rub. She smiled and gave it what it wanted.

"Chester likes you. Not many people have that honor."

Kynthia turned to Hasan, he was standing in the doorway with shorts and a tee on. He looked full of pride for a strange moment until his face changed to something else. Lust. Kynthia had never had a gaze so intense on her, it chilled her to the bone yet lit up her core.

Hasan felt his shorts get tight as he gazed at Kynthia. She was still half asleep and her eyes were slightly closed with a small smile on her lips. Not only that was igniting his need but the fact she was in one of his plaid flannel shirts. And it was open revealing the top most portion of her right breast. He felt his canines dig into his lip as he bit it trying to control his urges.

Chester looked between his owner and the women like he was watching a volley ball match.

Kynthia spoke up quietly, "I found the shirt in the dresser. I'm sorry."

"What would you need to be sorry for?" Hasan asked. "You look better in it than I do."

Kynthia mentally sighed, she had thought the shirt was from one of his many flings. But it didn't quite make her feel better that it was his. She looked down at herself in the shirt, and for a brief second she thought her skin did look better than usual. Then she realized she was nearly flashing him. She squealed and pulled the blanket up over her chest.

Hasan fisted his hands up so tight that the knuckles turned white. "You can keep the shirt. Oh and I made breakfast, so whenever you want to come down..."

He didn't have time to finish the sentence before Kynthia was out of the room. He heard her hurried steps down the stairs and looked to Chester. Owner and dog looked at each with the same confused look.

Kynthia was SO damn hungry. She bolted out of the room and down to the kitchen. She saw a wondrous pile of bacon, eggs and toast on two plates sat at the island across from each other. She took one seat and began shoving bacon and eggs on a piece of toast. She looked up briefly to see Hasan come into the kitchen. He sat down at the other plate and began eating slowly.

~X~

Hasan was in wonder, Kynthia had eaten her whole plate in the time it took him to eat half of his plate. Hasan smiled to himself as he ate another bite of eggs.

She sat back and sighed contentedly. He doesn't cook too bad, she thought. She looked across to him and saw the small smile on his lips. Kynthia blushed red. "You didn't give me time to eat yesterday so I was hungry." She huffed and crossed her arms.

"Its quite alright. I like women who eat their fair share." Hasan took another bite of food.

Kynthia kept her arms crossed as she stared at him across the island. "You talk different." Kynthia was surprised by her own outburst. She had definitely grown some courage in the time away from her pack.

Her courage made an impression on Hasan. He liked this feisty side but he also loved that sweet and innocent side. The side he had first seen of her. When she was standing with head held up high, eyes even higher, avoiding him and everyone. But even her defiance was sweet and cute. And now he just wanted to kiss that sexy little half surprised face off of hers and replace it with a better expression. Ecstasy. "Why do you say that?" He asked evenly with another bite of eggs.

"Because you use this 'proper' grammar and stuff. And you have a slight accent. British I believe." She replied thoughtfully.

Hasan nodded, "My mother is British and I also studied in the UK."

Kynthia just nodded.

Hasan grinned mischievously, "This house is known as 'the dog house'. Wish to know why?"

Kynthia gave no reply beside biting her lip. Because, she thought, you've shagged all your females here.

With her wolf hearing she heard a low, long whistle blow through Hasan's lips and a command in a foreign tongue. The peaceful house was then filled with the sound of paws and claws on the floor. Eight dogs, including Chester, came rushing into the kitchen and sat at their masters feet. Kynthia thought Hasan was a little crazy with all the dogs but werewolves often loved having pets.

"Chester, Charlie, Chuck, Chauncey, Chadwick, Chelsea, Chancellor, Chula. The last three are the females. All the dogs have been spayed and neutered so no accident babies." Hasan smiled widely thinking about how he wanted Kynthia to be pregnant already.

Kynthia thought the smile was a jest, saying he had a few accident babies of his own. Her heart let out a painful pang. He was just settling for her, taking her in so he could be Alpha and have the proper children. She let her head fall to hide the red flush crawling up her cheeks, a telltale sign of coming tears.

Hasan hadn't seen her expression because he was proudly looking over his pets. Then he had a brilliant idea. "Wanna go out somewhere?" He turned to her and saw her slowly nod, looking down in her lap.

As they drove, Kynthia could only think about how this car must've seen many girls come and go in it.

Hasan stopped the car at the destination. He was beaming with excitement but it faded as he looked over at Kynthia. She had head down, watching her fingers twist together in a painful looking form. He reached over and went to touch her hands but Kynthia moved like lightning and got out of the car. He sat for a couple seconds with his hands extended but then clenched it and got out.

He pushed her into the store, her head held down but when the noise inside the store reached her ears she looked up and smiled. A pet store.