Destiny (COMPLETED) - Werewolf Romance

Chapter 9

Clara took her last mouthful of the pasta dish Drew had made before placing her fork down in the bowl and smiling with content. Drew was quite a good cook, she couldn't deny it, and if he kept making her food like that, she knew she'd end up gaining a few pounds. Drew picked up both of their bowls and took them to the sink. He turned on the tap and began to wash the pots he'd used to cook; it'd be the last time he needed to do that for a while.

"I should probably tell you this, erm... Tomorrow when I leave obviously Lexi will come over and keep you company, but they'll also be a woman named Scarlet. She works for the pack's cleaning group and she comes over every day to cook and clean. So, you don't have to worry about any of the mundane chores around the house." Clara raised her eyebrows in shock. He had a... maid? She laughed and waved her hand.

"No, tell her not to worry, I don't mind doing those things. I've always had to do it at home, so I don't mind doing it here." Drew turned off the tap after washing their bowls and turned to face her, he leant back up the work top and crossed his arms over his chest.

"In a couple of weeks, you will have a lot on your plate, love. You might not have the time or energy to do any of it. Also, what kind of man would I be if I allowed you to slave away cooking and cleaning like a housewife?" Clara blushed and shook her head at Drew before standing up from her stool and walking over to the living room.

"Please? I hate the idea of someone cleaning up after me. If I make the mess, I should clean it. Also, when will my training thing start?" Clara slumped onto the sofa, and Drew followed her into the living room sitting next to her. He sighed and rolled his eyes.

"I will allow her to have this week off. But you'll be starting your training next week, it will take up a lot of your time, so she will start again when you begin your training. Get Lexi to help you clean up though, I hate the idea of you slaving away round the house. You should be able to put your feet up and be treated like a princess." Clara laughed and nodded her head in agreement, she thought to herself that she'd let Scarlet come back but to work for a bit but she'd make sure she helped her out as much as she could.
"Have you had any more thoughts on the whole Luna thing?" Drew asked, Clara looked down to her lap and tried to hide her face. She didn't want him to know she was scared about it all, she didn't want him to think she was weak for being scared about it.

"I'd like to try, but I just... I'm..." She sighed and shook her head. How could she go from being a human living in a small town living a meaningless life, to a Luna of a wolf pack with some sort of power? To say she was worried would be an understatement.

"I know you're scared, but I can promise you one thing... We will make sure you're ready, and if you decide you can't..." Drew stopped, it was hard for him to think that he would give up his dream for her, but he knew he would. Even though they'd only known each other a week he knew he would do anything to make sure she's happy.
"If you can't, then we won't do it. I'll reject the position." Clara nodded her head, but she couldn't bare to look up at him. She felt ashamed of herself, she had to try, for him.

"I'm going to try, I promise. I'll try my best." Drew smiled and placed a finger under her chin, turning her head so she was looking at him.

"So... If I claimed you, you'd be okay with that? You'd be ready?" She bit her lip, the idea excited her and terrified her at the same time. She nodded her head, in a trance by his eyes. A smirk ran across his lips, and his eyes glowed a bright blue like they had the first night she'd met him. He bent his head down and placed a soft kiss to her lips, it wasn't like the normal passionate kiss they shared, it was softer and gentler. Drew pulled away and lent his forehead on hers.
"Are you sure?" Clara closed her eyes and nodded her head again. It was now her never, she knew if he waited too long, she'd change her mind. Drew stood up and put his hand out for her to take.
"Come with me." Clara bit her lip and placed her small hand in his large one, he began to walk towards the stairs, and she followed behind him. Her stomach was doing summersaults. Was this finally going to happen? Was he finally going to ravish her body and do as he please with her? A fire ignited between her legs, causing them to tremble with every step she took up the stairs. He paused halfway up the stairs and dropped her hand.
"Wait here." She nodded her head and watched him walk up the rest of the stairs. She could smell something sweet but couldn't put her finger on what it was. When he came back down he was holding a piece of red material in one hand, he was only in a pair of loose black jeans with a belt holding them up, but his chest was bare exposing every perfectly etched muscle on him. She gasped when he reached her and placed the red material over her eyes, tying it up at the back of her head. Darkness enveloped her, what was he doing? What was he going to do to her?