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Story: Wolf - Fled from the North
With fear, I stare in the man's brown, almost black eyes. After coming back from the sleep in my mind, he suddenly is there... direct in front of me...
?Hi, I'm William. I've already spoken to your wolf, Snowgoala was his name I think.
?, he is the first one of us, who dares to talk.
?S-snjógola...?, I whisper shyly to correct him.
By Liúnja... that's so embarrassing... I almost killed.
.. ?Don't dramatize...?, Snjó says.
...almost certainly hurt my mate... just a few hours ago, and now he is standing right here. .. while I'm having a heat...
And he seems also effected by that... His eyes are dark, his hair dark hair a mess and I can smell his arousal...
?Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I just...?, he comes a bit closer, which is causing me to back up a bit. ?Em... shall we take a seat and talk? I think today was a bit too much for both of us.?, he suggests and is pointing at my sofa.
I share a glance at the furniture he is pointing at, before I look back at him and nod hesitantly. I sit myself at the far corner of the sofa, and he decides to sit on the other edge. ?I talked to him. He mean no harm and know you need your space.?, Snjógola enlightens me.
Now, as we are sitting, we simply stare at each other. He seems to be older than I by a good many years, and that is scaring me a lot. He opens his move to say something, but I interrupt him immediately. ?C-can I a-ask. Em... How o-old are you??
He blinks one time and give me a look I couldn't clarify, before he opens his lips again. ?I'm 43 years old and you??, he states and asks me the same question I asked him earlier.
Oh, no... what should I tell him? ?How about the truth?
But, then you'll get trouble cause you lied to the Alpha.
.. So maybe we should stick with 18 at first.?, Snjógola advises me.
?I-I'm... I'm 18...?, I lie to him. It feels even worse than lying in general.
?It's because he is our mate.?, Snjó explains to me.
?Oh, so you are even younger than my son...?, he realizes. But the only word I could understand was... son... he has a son?! Of course, he has! He is more than double your age. He is definitely married, oh god I will ruin his life... I'm...
I start to cry and hyperventilate. ?Hey, pup.
Everything is alright, you have to calm down.
?, he jumps off the sofa and come to me, but I only pull back and try not to look at him.
.. I'll only disappoint him... I... I...
Suddenly a rough hand covers my mouth and I can't breathe properly.
.. ?Take deep breaths... in... ... ... and out.
..?, William advises me and I don't know if it's just the lack of oxygen, but I really calm down. ..
?Better now??, he asks and because of his hand the only thing I can do is to nod. ?Oh, sorry.?, he removes his hand and tracks back a bit. But as soon as he isn't touching me any more, I let out a whining sound.
I want to feel his skin on mine again... I need him... but... Argh... Why...?!
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