I have a wolf?

Tap!”

Tap!”

Tap!” 

We both jerked back, staring at the door when we heard a sudden soft knock. 

I squirted, twirling the torn piece of my gown around my naked body before hurriedly advancing to the neatly dressed bed to cover myself from whoever was coming in. Though, I wasn’t pleased about someone finding us in this state. 

“Coming,” the man said with gritted teeth; his red face showed he was angry at the sudden disruption. 

I watched him as he pulled his pants up, followed by his trousers before heading to get the door. All this while, I felt satisfied and, at the same time, a bit emptied. The thirst and desire for sex, heat, as we called it, was already gone and all I could feel was the burning pain in between my legs, probably because it was my first. I wonder if he noticed?

I took a deep breath when I sensed the door creek opened. I heard a deep voice that looked like that of an older man, “We need you on the podium, A—” the voice announced, but was abruptly cut off by the man’s voice. 

“I will be there soon; you can stall for some minutes,” he mumbled before closing the door to the person’s face. 

I guess he’s a prestigious guest for tonight’s crescent moon party. Like I care, moreover I have no interest in the party.

He walked over to the bed, where I curled myself up. With a wide smile plastered on his face, his naked, slightly gray-haired chest pierced my sight. He’s hot! I must admit. 

His eyes bore into mine, like that of a not yet satisfied fed child, but I guess he can’t wait any longer; he has got an immediate duty to tend to. I was starting to shriek under his naked gaze that pierced over my body, unable to get a word out of my mouth; however, he broke the silence with his usual confidence like earlier. 

“Hope I made your first memorable?” He said, more like a question than a guess. 

So, he noticed?!

Oh my goodness! My body shrieked as my face started to feel hot under the tone of his words. What am I meant to reply with, for God’s sake?

“Uh.uh. I—” I stammered, fondling on the hem of the duvet. “It was amazing, I guess.” I finally found my tongue. 

Wait! What the heck did I just say?

I love it but “Amazing?!” 

He smiled briskly, and turned away to the bathroom after muttering the word, “Shy sweet wolf.”

Me? 

Am sweet? 

He stopped right in front of the bathroom door, directly facing the bed, before proceeding to take off his trousers then, his pants. His unclad tone butt staring at my widened eyes. 

What the fuck is he doing! 

His well-sculpted body perfecting with the rounded butt aroused my clit more. I gulped down the lump on my throat as my gaze lingered on his pink head cock dripping cum– mine I guess.

 I cupped my cheek into my palm as I could feel the hot blushes cringed under the flesh. Why the hell would he unclad himself right in front of me! 

However, I wish we could go more rounds with amazing styles. Damn the fucking disruption!

Elena, you mustn’t turn a wreck! I snapped myself out of the cringe thoughts. 

Just then, he entered the bathroom after he was done putting off his clothes.

Shortly after, he is out with a white towel wrapped around his waist. And without sparing a glance, like my presence in the room means nothing much, he stripped the towel off, making his erected, toned cock bounce in its glory. 

Ohh my goodness! This huge cock is what almost drove me crazy earlier?

It's huge, man!

 This man is a freak! I think he’s intentionally imposing another heat on me; I could feel his undeniable way of flirting with me. I swallowed hard on the saliva lingering around my mouth before forcing myself to look away from his cock that's making me aroused again.

In no moment, he was done. Dressed up in another new piece of cloth, a dark wine shirt, and a white fitted trouser belted on his waist, looking handsome even more than earlier. Just then, the thought came again; his face, posture, and stand screams familiar—perhaps he has once visited my dad, the Alpha of New Moon pack? But hardly does my father get visitors of his kind that scream the scent of richness.

He turned to face me, ready to leave with a beaming smile on his face that I hadn’t found when I bumped into him earlier in the hallway. He looks rejuvenated, which initially tells me he was also in need of it right from the start. Probably?

“You can stay here for the night,” he said. 

“No! I can’t” I responded sharply. How can I stay overnight in a stranger's room when I can just head to my college hostel to cover the night?

“You don’t have to worry, my sweet wolf,” he insisted, in an authoritative tone that seemed awkward to my body.

Oh no! Hope he’s not thinking of some other time with the way his tone was keen on the word “my sweet wolf”. All he was is just a fling, and I don’t think I can handle another moment under the guilt of sleeping with someone’s husband and mate; I’m sure he has his wife. I understand that pain better than anyone; Brandon taught me that just few hours ago. 

However, I wonder if Brandon was still going to go on and enjoy his disrupted pleasure with my damn friend.

“Well, I’m not.” I snapped to make him know the moment earlier was just a spur. 

“It’s just that I can’t share the night in a private room with someone else’s husband,” I retorted in a sharp tone, and I guess it hit him because his eyes twitched. 

He opened his mouth to speak but then closed it back before curling his grayish mustache in his palm. “If you insist. Fine, though I don’t think you’ll be able to walk in that state” his eyes beamed a smirk. “ Don't worry, I’ll tell my assistant to deliver a new cloth to the doorstep.”

“I don't ne—”

“Paying for the torn cloth,” he cut me off before walking out of the door. 

What a toned confidence!

I dropped my eyes on my legs. He might be right; I can’t imagine myself walking around with the pain I’m feeling over my slit and torso, sure he knows what he did to me.

 Spending the night here is not an bad idea then I'll head to the college tomorrow morning. It’s not that I have anyone that’s going to ask of me. Or did I? I’m not sure I do though. 

With the little strength remaining in me, I shifted my side onto the bed. And in no time with my eyes that were already getting heavy, without forcing it, sleep came and crept over my vision. 

“Elena”

“Elena”

“Elena!”

What the heck! 

Who the fuck is ringing such force into my peaceful sleep?! I stride my upper body from the bed.

I instantly jerked up when my eyes fell on the blurry image of a wolf with a flawless white fur beside me or was it my vision, I think. 

I wasn’t myself anymore when my eyes shifted to the wolf staring at me. However, I didn’t feel afraid or wary of its presence, maybe because it felt like another part of me. Or perhaps is this my wolf?!

The same wolf that refused to come out nor appear to me after all these years, even after exceeding the puberty age—causing me to be looked down on as a wolfless girl by my step-siblings. Even my dad, Alpha Erick never wanted to catch a glimpse of me in the pack, And that was the reason why I’m here at Moon College—dumped to face whatever awaits a wolfless girl. 

However, if this is truly my wolf—just like every other werewolf shifted into at their puberty age, which she denied me of, then why is she appearing to me now at this stage after all the abuse?

What gave her the right to appear now!