"Well, look at you," I jumped and turned. When I did, I could see the smirk on his face and the amusement in his eyes. That smirk made my heart pound and my stomach started to turn, but not in a bad way. When he smiled, I felt like there were butterflies flying around in my stomach. I could feel the heat radiating up my body and the tingling of excitement! I stood there just staring at him. He was wearing a black t-shirt that clung to his body revealing muscle after muscle. His shaggy blonde hair flowed into his gorgeous green eyes. When they looked at me it was as if they were burrowing into my soul. As I looked down his body, I noticed just how buff his arms were! They were the kind of arms that made you want to drool and do anything just to touch them. He was wearing a pair of blue jean pants and a pair of biker boots. I didn't know what to say, all I could do was stare at him. He was hot, even for a wolf. He must have caught me staring because his smirk turned into a grin.
"Shut up!" I glared.
"You're sexy when you're trying to be bossy," He chuckled.
"Oh. Uhm...." I nervously looked away when I felt my cheeks get hot.
"Come on," He said grabbing my hand and leading me deeper into the woods. We walked for what felt like forever when we stopped.
"We're here," He said stepping through a bunch of trees. After a few minutes I followed and stepped into a meadow. When I did, I was instantly bombarded with music and lights and all sorts of smells like perfume and alcohol. I looked around and there were a bunch kids about me and Ryders age. I smiled as looking around. It was a big open field with plenty of room to run around and dance and just have fun.
"What do you think?" I jumped, and he laughed. I glared at him.
"So?" He asked," I know how you can prove you're as fun as I thought." He grinned and handed me a cup. I smelled it and it was alcohol. I rolled my eyes and took a drink.
"Dance with me," he whispered in my ear. He guzzled his drink and I did the same, then we went to the middle of the field to dance.
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"Did I prove that I'm fun?" I smirked as we walked through the woods.
"Yes, you did," Ryder said as we came up to the house.
"Want to come in?" I asked with a shrug.
"I don't think your dad will approve," Ryder said, but grinned," I'd love to." I smirked and snuck him inside. Drake was guarding my room.
"Damn it!" I said thinking.
"You have guards at your bedroom door?" Ryder raised a brow.
"I got grounded," I shrugged. I picked up a rock that was on the floor and threw it down the hall, then hid as I heard Drake run by. When he was gone, I snuck Ryder into my room.
"You're something alright," Ryder said as I locked the door and I shrugged.
"I've picked up a few things," I said walking over to my dresser and grabbed some pajamas. Ryder smiled leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
"You don't get to watch," I said as I went into the bathroom and changed, then came back out in a cookie monster t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. I took my hair down and laid on my bed with my eyes closed. I felt the bed around me sink in and I opened my eyes. Ryder was looking down at me with a smirk on his face. Before I could say anything, his lips crashed against mine. I felt the same tingling sensation I did earlier. I wrapped my arms around his neck and one of his hands went to my waist and the other held him up. I pulled him closer to me making him groan and his body shake. He took his shirt off and I couldn't help but stare. His body was all muscle and he was ripped. I traced his muscles with my mouth kissing each and every muscle causing him to moan as his body shook again. I continued kissing his chest and tracing his muscles with my lips. He growled and ripped my shirt off.

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His Little Luna
FantasyClara is the daughter of the pack alpha and hates the fact that her father is pressuring her into taking over pack leader, becoming the Luna. This pressure causes her to rebel and get into lots of trouble. When she meets a young wolf named Ryder she...