A Wolf's Tale

18

A few tiresome days pass, which quickly turn to months. Megan has decided to go back to humanity, Kendall said the baby is due in a month, Kyle and Kylie are getting married tomorrow, and Kooper has been making their archway for the past month.

Kendall is on bed rest because of something called Braxton Hicks contractions, Kyle has put off training because of the wedding, and for the past two months Sierra has been helping Kylie plan for their wedding.

All Sierra talks about are cakes, flowers, dresses, bridesmaids, and decorations. Boring as hell if you ask me but I love seeing the spark in her eyes when she talks about them. She's so excited for our wedding but of course I am going to wait a while before I propose.

You better wait a while! Remember what happened when you asked Kendall to marry you a year into your relationship?!

Yes thanks for the reminder, asshole. I'm going to think before I act this time. Key word: think.

That's great, where was this mentality when you told Kendall you're a werewolf? Or what about when you got Kendall pregnant? Oh wait, you were too drunk to think straight!

Screw you! I may have messed up with Kendall but I won't mess up what I have with Sierra. She already knows about me and my past.

Great, so you think she isn't worried about you cheating on her like you did to Kendall? You think she isn't worried that you will get drunk and get another girl pregnant? You think she isn't worried that you will commit suicide if she decides to leave you?

I get it, thanks for the reminders... again! I won't mess this up. I will not cheat on her, leave her, commit suicide because of her, I'm different now. This relationship... what I have with Sierra is different. With Kendall she was cranky and she could be narcissistic. Sierra is different, she's kind, compassionate, and funny.

"Babe, do you have plans today?" I ask, looking up from my phone.

"No, not really, why do you ask?" She asks, looking at me through my reflection on my mirror. She goes back to applying mascara, her lips slightly parted.

I look down at my phone. My clock shows five thirty-two pm. After dinner and the movie that would take us to about nine o'clock. Most ice cream places close at eight so there goes that idea... unless we go to the convenience store and get pints of ice cream.

"Well I was thinking maybe dinner and a movie." I reply, looking at Sierra. "How does that sound?"

I won't spoil our plans, I'd like to surprise you because you mean more to me than anything in this entire world. I'm thinking, dinner at Julio's, then catch a movie at Benji's, and end the date with a pint of Ben and Jerry's and watching the meteor shower in the bed of my truck.

"Wow... I'd better get dressed then." She smiles and sets her tube of mascara down on the floor.

She gets up and shuts the door behind her. She pulls her crop top over her head, ruffling her perfect kinky curls. She becomes ecstatic as time passes.

She walks up to me slowly unbuttoning her bleached and tattered jean shorts. She throws her shorts off to the side and reaches around me to dig through a dresser drawer.

"Which one should I wear?" She asks, holding up a white crop top and patterned skirt in one hand and a long, flowing dress in the other.

"You'd look beautiful in either, Babe, the outfit doesn't matter to me, I just want to spend time with you."

"Aw babe! Wait, can we do face masks later?" She excitedly asks. As I nod, she smiles and kisses me on the cheek.

She continues to strip and quickly slips the maroon dress on. It's backing hang to the floor as it tapers up to mid thigh in the front. She comfortably wiggles her shoulders to allow the sleeves to fall perfectly mid bicep.