Landon's pov
A smile graced my face as I stared at Layla's perfect angel like face. No amount of words that defined beauty would ever measure up to what I see when I look at her.
She's the most perfect person I've ever seen.
Last night was absolutely the most thrilling, passionate and loving thing I've ever experienced. I felt her soul, I felt the pain she's experienced, I felt it all. And I wanted nothing more than to provide her all the comfort and protection in the world. She was absolutely perfect last night and I wouldn't have changed a thing about it.
I leaned down placing a kiss against her forehead, now that we've mated. Somewhere in me definitely felt a bit more protective. Well a lot more protective but, I know I had to control that part of me for her.
"Landon?" her voice sounded sleepy and her eyes opened slowly to meet mine.
"Good morning, how are you feeling?" I asked searching her eyes for any sign of the pain I seen last night.
It hurt me so badly to see her in pain like that, but, I'm glad I could help, "I'm okay." she whispered her cheeks flushing.
"Just okay?" I repeated with a chuckle that made her laugh as well.
"I feel better." she said, shyly.
A grin made it's way onto my face and her eyes went up to meet mine, "Thank you." she mumbled.
"You're thanking me, thank you." I lightly chuckled, skimming my hand up her bare thigh, "Last night was so fucking amazing, baby."
If possible her cheeks flushed even more and she hid her face in my chest, "Landon." she groaned in embarrassment.
"Mmm, no I think I like it better when you moaned it." I cheekily told her, making her look back up at me with her mouth falling open in shock.
"Landon!" she exclaimed loudly, with a small laugh escaping her.
"See, there it is." I reclaimed and she pushed at my chest with a smile.
"What's gotten into you." she rolled on her back and covered her face with her hands which made me smile.
"Technically it's the other way around and the answer would be me." I joked again with her, only to hear that laugh I love so much.
I chuckled once more before hovering over her placing my hands on either side of her head to cage her in. She removed her hands and cupped my face, which made me smile.
"I'm only joking, love." I whispered turning my face slightly to kiss the inside of her palm.
She nodded her head a small smile playing at her lips, "I know."
Then I leaned down placing a gentle kiss against her lips which caused me to want more. So I deepened the kiss a groan escaping me. My tongue pushing past her lips before pulling away.
"You are beautiful." I mumbled, looking deeply into those green eyes I've grown to love.
"So are you." she replied scanning my face which made me grin.
"You think I'm beautiful?" I questioned, her cheeks flushing.
"Yes, guys can be beautiful." she laughed a bit and I leaned down placing my lips on hers eagerly.
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The Runt & The Alpha
Werewolf~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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...