Eyes Wide Open

This Isn't Real

I always knew what I was... I was a Beta for the Western Boarder Pack... But I didn't know there were more than just us... Sure I knew there were rival packs, like the Eastern and the Southern... But loners? I thought they were always either killed off... or... If they wern't killed off... Honestly I didnt' know what happened to them... They were just thrown out...

When he woke, I laid there, motionless and quiet... I watched him stand up, then go to his room. He must of thought I was asleep.. Now is my chance... I thought to myself... I could easily get up, put my clothes on, it didn't matter if  I had underwear on or not, and I could just dash out. But... Wwhat if he'd come after me...? Sighing to myself I laid there. It was only moments latter I heard footsetps, coming out of his room, and infront of the couch. I closed my eyes for an instant, then slowly opened them, looking up to see John. He had a black tank top on with an Of Mice & Men picture on it, and his boxers, wich showed a lot... "Hey beautiful..." he rough voice said. He was tired from last night, it was obvious, I was surprised he hadn't had a hang over... "Hey..." I muttered and leaned up into a sitting position. I was still naked, everything was exposed. I saw his eyed gaze over my body, obviously liking what he see's. He turned and began to pick up my clothes, I watched as he walked away from the couch and he disappeared into a room. I wondered what he was doing as I sat  there. It was warm in his appartment, it felt good, it was in the middle of December though, so why wouldn't it be warm? 

I watched as he came back with a pair of his boxers and a long galaxy sweater. Hhe always had the best taste in clothes, even if it was just his underwear, outerwear, or accessories. He handed them towards me and I smiled slightly. I still hurt kinda, but it wasn't as bad as it was last night. I slowly took them and avoided looking at him. I slid the sweater on, it was loose and very comfortable. I was always a sucker for loose sweaters, or any kind of tops really. I sat there for a moment as he watched me, then finally I stood up and slid his boxers on. They were loose, something I didn't like. I always liked underwear and pants that hugged my legs and my waist like they needed me. Like they needed something to hang onto for a life time, and never allow me to leave them. It was better that I had clothes on though, it didn't matter if they were his or not, I just needed them on.

"Alex..." I heard his rough voice mutter. I looked up to see him locking his eyes into mine. "Yea?" I muttered, my voice was soft and very low, almost like a whisper. "What happened..." he asked as he hung his head in shame. It was like he knew what he did, but was scared to embrase the fact that what he did was bad... "I'm sorry..." he muttered. That was something I had never heard him say... He was always a douch when I hung around Nathan when John was around. I stood up and wrapped my arms around him with a small smile, I was kinda proud of him saying that, forgetting about what had happened for a moment. "It's okay..." I whispered and pulled him into a hug. I felt his hands on my back, slowly sliding down to my butt. I blushed slightly and just stood there. He took a breath and acted like he was about to say something, but he quickly sighed and dropped the thought. "What's a matter?" I asked concerned and pulled slightly away. He shook his head and looked down, he looked scared, but he quickly smiled and kissed my cheek. "John?" I said confused. "What if... I told you... You were my mate?" He blurted out. I looked at him concerned then slightly smiled, but it disapeared as soon as it showed up. "W-What?" I said and tilted my head slightly to the side. "You... Are my mate..." He blurted out and smiled slightly like he was still scared. 

I put my hands on his chest and looked down. "Are you even... A..." my sentence was cut off by him blurting out "A Werewolf?" and he nodded. "But... What pack are you even in?" I asked concerned. He shook his head and ran his hands back up my back, to where a bra strap would be if I had one on. "I'm a loner..." he muttered and looked down saddly. "John...." I muttered and kissed his cheek. "I'm so sorry..." I added and kissed his cheek. He sighed and let me go, heading to the couch. I followed him over and sat beside him, leaning on him then finally laying my head on his thigh. "You're so beautiful." he complimented  me. I blushed and looked up to him. "You're so sexy." I complimented back and sighed as I laid there, thinking to myself.