Tall, dark and handsome

    I got into the woods, so many thoughts going through my head. The voice in my head stronger now that I'm ackowledging who and what, my wolf Mia, she's telling me to calm down but I can’t. Not until I ran into something big. Not something, someone. He was handsome, brown short hair the kind of style that says I didn’t try but I definitely did with hair gel and a blow dryer. I chuckled to myself. He has electric blue eyes, he’s really tall-- I’d say around 6’4”. I wasn't totally in tune with my senses but something sure smelled amazing, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

    “Are you okay?” He asked.         

“I’m fine, sorry” I said as a red color stained my cheeks.

“I’m Wyatt, Alpha Wyatt actually” he stated. 

“Oh fuck” Mia said in my head.

Great what does that mean now Mia? I asked my wolf.

“Hopefully some kind of good punishment” Mia scoffed.

Such a perv you are Mia. 

“Hello?” Alpha Wyatt said getting my attention.

“Sorry I just have a lot to process. My whole life is changing” I slipped out.

“It’s okay Remi, I know” he said. How does he know my name? How does he know what’s going on in my life?

I’m the Alpha to the Silvercrest Lake pack and you’re a part of my pack.”

        Now it makes sense, he knows my parents.

“My beta, James I had him visit your home. To tell your grandma that it was time to tell you everything. That you’re a werewolf and that you’re part of this pack. I wanted you to know before you turned 18 and shift not knowing what the hell and freak out.” Alpha Wyatt stated. For some reason, I feel comfortable, even with all of this information. Alpha Wyatt is so easy to talk to, and be around. He smiled like he could hear my thoughts. “Thanks, I’ve been needing answers.” Was all I could manage to say back. 

“Until next time” Alpha Wyatt said with a smirk.

I turned around and headed back home.

     Later that night after a much needed relaxing hot bath, I crawled into my bed. At a loss of the day I had.. Everything is pushed to the side as Mia’s thoughts in my head with my own. It seems that we’re both unable to stop thinking about Alpha Wyatt. I’ve never really thought about boys but Alpha Wyatt wasn’t a boy. He was a man. A tough rugged, handsome man. Even his voice was enough to send chills all over me. You could tell he was in charge. His aura was strong and dominate. His position of power and the strength you felt when you’re near him; makes me feel a weird strange sensation between my legs. I’ve barely ever played with myself, I’d start to, but never actually did anything. I know about it but I never felt this way. Alpha Wyatt bothered me in a sexual way. I think I might have a crush on him. All I know is that my thighs are hot and wet, a tingling sensation down at my core as I’m thinking of him. My hand going to my clit, feeling a sense of pleasure that I’ve never experienced. The feeling of heat to my core the more I think about him undressing and touching me bringing me to come undone. I finally release myself and open up to my first orgasm. What is this man doing to me and my body? Is it because my wolfs urge for Alpha Wyatt is strong too? I’m not complaining and I hope to see Alpha Wyatt again.