Blood Red (EDITING)

The call

We had been in there for about an hour, Marie had ordered fettuccine Alfredo and I just got fettuccini noodles with tons of butter to indulge myself.
"Do you think you have it?" She asked me with a beautiful smile on her lips, I had butter all over my face most likely.
"Yes, I think I do," I said in what I now dubbed my alpha voice. She nodded with respect and gave me a small round of applause as I bowed. "Okay, I better get back before Axton gets mad. Thank you Marie," said as I hugged her. I took the time to wipe off my face and run my fingers thought my salty hair before walking back to my room.
Halfway to the door my phone started to ring. Without thinking who would hear me I pulled it out and answered with a cheery "hello?" To reflect my mood.
"Hey little girl," the voice said. I froze in my spot. My dad. I hung up and ran back to my room. I didn't feel like getting out my key card so I was just going to knock and hope Axton wasn't busy doing something. Before I even knocked he opened the door and looked down at me with a look of concern like he could tell what I was feeling.
I walked into him and curled my arms up as he wrapped his arms around me again. He picked me up slightly off the ground and waddled to the bed where he fell backwards with me on top.
"What's wrong?" He asked and rubbed my back. It calmed me and I'm glad that he did it often. I just shook my head and sniffed him shamelessly. "Did you just sniff me love?" He started laughing. I nodded and smiled at him before sniffing him again. He smelled good!
"You want to get changed?" He asked me and I nodded. I rolled off the bed and into the closet. I grabbed a pair of pajamas, my robe and a towel before I went to take a shower.
I sighed when I got under the hot water. Why didn't I check who it was? He had called me at least five times a week since I left but I ignored it. I was too stupid to realize that it was him. They probably tracked me now, not that Uncle Charlie hadn't already told them. I'm sure he did.
I tried to put it out of my mind as I scrubbed the salt and sand out of my hair.
I turned off the water and wrapped myself in the fluffy towel while I gazed at my choice for pajamas. It wasn't the shortest one I owned but it was definitely the silkiest. Why I chose it? No particular reason. I did grab a tiny pair of booty shorts to wear under it since Axton would be there.
I tried to dry my hair with a towel but instead decided to take the insane amount of time it would take to blow dry my hair with the tiny hotel hair dryer.
Axton was watching tv on the bed when I walked out. I was brushing my hair again because it had one knot that refused to come out. I was pacing and cursing at my hair before I stopped just short of running into Axton.
He leaned down and sniffed my hair as he grabbed my hips. I was frozen in place but managed to get the knot out. "Mmmm, now I get to sniff you," he breathed out and my wolf was beside herself.
I tried to look up at him but his eyes were still closed as the tip of his nose touched the top of my head. I tried to move but he tightened his grip and opened his eyes. Pitch black. Alright then. I knew he wouldn't hurt me or anything but I couldn't help but be scared, I had only had bad experiences with vampires and black eyes...
I wiggled away from him and into bed under the covers not really holding back to a normal human speed as I tried to get the images out of my head.
---flashback like 10 years---
I was out trick or treating with Joseph. I was a warrior princess and he was in one of those inflatable sumo suits. We were walking back home with our huge bags of candy when I tripped over a stick and fell. I yelped as I saw that I scraped my knees and dropped my candy bag where it all spilled out.
I heard a hiss from behind us and to the left before I was suddenly pushed up against a house, feet dangling above the ground.
I wasn't scared at first, just surprised to see a grown man in a costume, such a realistic one at that. But then I started to tremble as his onyx eyes burnt into mine and his nostrils flared.
"Joseph help!" I squealed as i tried to kick the man. He looked quite raggedy and tired but still had the strength to keep me on the wall.
He hissed again as he reared his head back and bit into my neck like a cliche vampire normally did.
I started screaming very loudly at the pain before a calm washed over me and something happened. The first thing I noticed was that I was much closer to the ground than I was before.
I was also covered in fur. Blood red fur. I barely had control over my small, wolf body apparently. Why I wasn't scared was beyond me. Somebody, something else had control over me as I snarled and growled at the vampire in front of me who still had my blood on his chapped lips. He was backing up a step at a time as I stepped forward.
"Easy pup," he croaked before my wolf launched herself at him, causing him to slam his head hard into the concrete knocking him out instantly.
I gained control back and started shaking and whimpering. I saw Joseph's shadow further behind me on the sidewalk. He started running towards me as I ran towards him. I came to a stop in from of him as I still shook.
"Dove?" He asked quietly looking silently terrified of me and the man behind me I had managed to knock down. I nodded my, it was actually bigger than I expected, head and took another step towards him. "Come on, your bleeding. I'll take you to my house. My dad is a vet, he can help you." He said waving me on as he hastily grabbed my bag of candy and we ran.
----back to de present---
I squeezed my eyes together even after I felt him stand in front of me. He reached down and pet my hair and I flinched before relaxing.
"I'm sorry if I sacred you love," he whispered very sadly. I looked up at him. His eyes were grey again. I gave him a small smile and hugged his lower stomach which was the part of him to me. He continued to pet my hair until I let go.
He reached into the bottom drawer of the dresser and pulled out a spare blanket and pillow. What was he doing? I was answered when he laid them both on the couch and settled in.
I quickly reached over to the little hotel notepad and pen. I quickly scribbled 'what are you doing?' Before chucking it at him. My aim was great so it landed right in his lap. He picked it up and then turned to me.
"I'm going to sleep here," he said. I frowned and shook my head. I pointed to the spot next to me and put on a pouty face. "I don't think so love," he laughed. I immediately felt rejected even though I know I shouldn't.
"No no no! It's nothing to do with you! Trust me I'd love to but frankly I don't know if I can control myself," he said.
I narrowed my eyes at him, still pouting before rolling away from him and crossing my arms. Can't control himself my ass, all men can control themselves they just don't want to. I pretended to fall asleep after about 20 minutes by leveling out my breathing and moving less. I heard him sigh as he came over and laid on the bed.
I smirked as I felt him get under the blanket pretty much as far from me as he could get. Too bad it wasn't a very big bed. I flipped over and nestled into his chest as he just held his arms up in shock. "You sneaky little-" he murmured before putting his arm around me and kissing/sniffing my head. I could get used to this.