Can't Stand me? Sit Down! (Werewolf)

The real him.

FRIDAY NOON/EVENING:

Previously:

"Your my mate" I say fast and I suddenly look up at her horrified face. Eyes black, hands sweaty, and broken.

I'm all alone I think.

Claire's POV:

I can't think right now. So many things are racing through my head. Is he telling the truth? Or lying like a little kid? What do I believe?

"I think I need a moment." (AN: Alice in Wonderland anyone?) I breath out in almost a whisper. I slowly back away from him and walk slowly down stairs processing what happen. Stoping and sitting at the end of the stairs I stare almost blankly.

The pieces come together in my mind and it clicks.

We're mates.

But how, I didn't even know he shifted. I haven't even shifted. Speaking of shifting, I shift tomorrow. I start to panic, what am I going to do?

I hear footsteps behind me. I don't bother to look. I feel a warm hand and I lean into it. I look up into his warm eyes and start to cry. He sits beside me not asking any questions and just holds me. That is when I knew he wasn't faking I felt complete even at my weakest point.

We stay like this for a few minutes and wait for my tears to stop flowing and my hiccups to slow down. He strokes my hair as I'm pressed up against his chest in warmth. I don't want to get up, but I know I have to.

He holds my hand and faces me as if he was going to speak. He stayed silent as he just looked at me. He pulled me up and we walked calmly to the living room. He sat down and pulled me down on top of him.

I let go of his hand and his eyes change to black. I quickly panic and get off his lap. Levi's up in an instant feet away from me backing me up into the wall. I close my eyes and slide down the wall covering my face in my lap.

I hear a growl and the shredding of cloths along with some furniture getting knocked over. I cringe, and fear for my life. I hear claws coming towards me with a slight growl every step of the way.

I brace myself and take one last breath of air. My eyes are closed tight and my hands are sweaty and losing grip of each other.

I scream when the feeling of fur hits me. It's like cold air was pushed at my face with pine needles mixed in.

When my heart beat slows I realize I'm alive. I let my hands go of each other and try to grasp what was laying on top of my head. I feel something slimy, another thing cold and wet, while everything else was just hairy. They're was pointy and round things but I couldn't make it out. I wiggle my head trying to get free and the heavy hairy object removes it self.

I slowly lift my head and I see a great big wolf staring back at me.