you will all now see why i don't write smut scenes. careful what you wish for.
if you don't want to read sexual scenes(especially bad ones)... skip this one k?
chapter seventeen
alexander.
The little wolf was curled into my side, soft little puffs of air escaping onto my throat as I stroked her back. She wasn't asleep, just resting after an emotionally charged evening. Upon hearing what her father had claimed, it took a lot of my self control not to turn the vehicle back around and make the man pay.
Instead, I took my girl inside our home, got us snuggled up in bed together, and as she requested, held her tightly.
"Would you like to go to sleep, gorgeous?" I asked her.
Evelyn shook her head, wrapping her arms around me and nuzzling closer to me. I hummed thoughtfully, slipping my hand under her shirt so I could feel her warm flesh. She instinctively arched into my touch. "How about a walk? We could bake cookies?" All of these she responded negatively to. "Would you like to take a bath with me?"
Evelyn was silent, unmoving for several seconds before lifting her head to meet my gaze. "You want a bath, little wolf?" She nodded eagerly. "Alright. Let's draw ourselves a bath then."
I guided Evelyn into the bathroom, allowing her to fill up the tub whilst I dig around for a bath bomb and bubbling bath milk for her personal enjoyment. I had requested the items the morning after giving her a bath in her wolf form.
Evelyn stood shyly by the tub, biting her bottom lip. Her sweet cheeks were still red from all of her crying, and her nose matched from wiping it with tissues. Yet she still looked like a dream.
"Come, Evelyn," I directed. She obeyed immediately, padding to stand in front of me. "I am going to undress you now."
The girl immediately raised her arms above her head, closing her eyes. I hadn't even motioned for her shirt to be removed yet here she was. With a chuckle, I fingered the hem of her shirt before lifting it up and over her head.
"Good girl."
She was so breathtaking. Standing there in just a small, lace bralette and her jeans. That was enough to have me wanting to worship her sweet, soft body. My wolf paced in the back of my mind, wanting nothing more than to mark the flesh of her neck right now.
Evelyn surprised me by stepping closer and reaching for my shirt as well, tugging at it in a silent command. "You first," I told her. "Then I will join you."
"No."
I cupped her cheek, brushing my thumb across her bottom lip. "Will it make you more comfortable if I were to undress at the same time as you?"
Evelyn nodded with a shy smile. I held her chin gently as I bent my head to press a chaste kiss to her lips. "Alright, pretty girl."
Within a few minutes, the tub was filled with warm water and bubbles. I lowered myself in first and Evelyn carefully got in opposite of me, holding her knees to her chest to cover herself more, even though the water wasn't clear enough to reveal any of her form.
I leaned back against the tub wall and grinned lazily at Evelyn, who was now using a hair tie to throw her hair into a sloppy bun.
"I don't like bath water in my hair," she claimed when I didn't stop staring.
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Verum
Werewolf"You are the sacrifice to keep the pack safe, Evelyn Freeman. Your life will keep ours intact for yet another year, and for that you should be honored. We thank you for giving this life up so that we may prosper." - - - "And you, little wol...