Layla's pov
It was now the evening time when we finished bringing the boxes over to his house, all that was left was my dresser and desk. Which he said I didn't really need since I'd share his closet, that was made for him and I. But, I wanted that desk because, it was where I did everything, so he said he'd get it tomorrow.
Every time we made a trip from the pack house to his house, people would glance at us in curiosity, others would pay no mind. I was so anxious at the start but, Landon would talk to me while we walked past them to keep my focus on him and my anxiety at bay. In which I found immensely helpful with my panic at the mere sight of people.
A couple of them even smiled at me, it wasn't a huge grin but, a gentle one. Which I was shocked by and didn't know what to make of it but, it felt nice. I even got to speak to Landon's mother and thank her in person for helping me.
I was now currently in the restroom, putting away my toothbrush, when I felt a hand on my back. It was Landon, I met his eyes in the mirror which made me smile. He turned me around and I let my hands fall to his torso.
"I'm so happy, you're here with me." he muttered, going up to tuck some hair behind my ear.
I smiled, "Me too."
"Good." he leaned down, kissing me sweetly but, shortly.
It left me feeling giddy inside, then he grabbed my hand leading me into his room again. He released my hand and pulled the covers back. I watched him as he slipped his shirt over his head. My cheeks heated and I tried not to look, occupying myself with getting in on the other side of the bed. When I laid down, he brought me towards him, wrapping his strong arms around me.
"Goodnight, baby." he kissed the top of my head and I placed my hands on his chest, feeling how fast his heart beat was.
"Your hearts beating fast." I whispered, letting my fingers trace small shapes on his chest, "Why?"
"Believe it or not you do make me nervous." he muttered in my ear, "With the way you're touching me." he added, halting my movements as I pulled my hands back.
But, he grabbed them with one of his, placing them back, "Don't, please, it's okay I want you too."
My mouth ran dry and I gulped, "O-okay." I allowed myself to do the same patterns I was before, feeling his heartbeat fasten once again.
It made me smile at how he got nervous with me the same way I do with him. Soon I found myself falling asleep to the rhythm of his heart beat.
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Waking up was different this morning, I felt genuinely thrilled to start the day. But, Landon wasn't beside me and his spot seemed cold. I got up, going to use the restroom and wash up. When I came out, the door to our room opened and there he was, carrying a tray of food. With his shirt still off which made my cheeks redden at the sight but, I tried to keep my focus on his eyes.
"Good morning, love." he greeted.
"Morning." I mumbled, he placed the tray on the bed before cupping my face and kissing me softly.
I smiled against his lips, when he pulled away he dipped his head into my neck kissing my mark. A gasp escaped me from the tingles that shot through my body. Then he pulled away and went to sit on his side of the bed. As I walked to my side I looked at the tray, there were two plates filled with food. Along with two cups of orange juice in the holders.
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The Runt & The Alpha
Hombres Lobo~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Meet Layla Anderson runt of the pack. In most packs runts are taken care of, protected. Although in Layla's case this wasn't it. Everyone in her pack despised her, even going as far as beating her, she had more scars than she would l...