My Lycan In Shining Armor

"She's With Me."

Rosy’s P.O.V

I have never been one to be okay with showing my true emotions.

Not when I was being bullied about my lateness in wolfing out, back home.

Not when I was teased in other instances throughout my life too.

I had always held my head high and pretended to be strong and unfazed, even when all I felt was the direct opposite.

That’s why I was happy about Lucia not returning to our dorm room that night.

As it gave me a chance to fall apart without going out of my way to hide it from her.

I cried, buckets of tears throughout the night.

I had only known Samuel for less than forty eight hours. But I couldn’t help but feel saddened by how he had made it clear, that he wasn’t interested in keeping in touch with me.

Being an introvert, often robbed me of the chance to have a lot of friends- like most people did around campus.

And getting close to him, had given me hope that I wouldn’t always have to be alone.

Maybe he didn’t feel exactly how I already knew I felt about him. But I had been willing and hoping to settle for a friendship, in the very least.

I was willing to act like the kiss between us hadn’t happened too.

But obviously, all he saw in me was a naive little girl that he had to save one night after another- and nothing more.

I’m not quite sure when exactly sleep took me, but it must have been as soon as the exhaustion from crying non stop finally kicked in.

Mandlyn’s P.O.V

“Hey, Jay.” I playfully punched Jesse’s arm, as I sat next to him in class.

“Seen Brooke lately?” I tried to ask with a straight face.

Even though it was a stupid move for me to make.

One of the cons of being in a pack was the fact that we all knew what the others were thinking, especially when in wolf form.

Jesse gave me a sympathetic look.

“You deserve better, Mand.” He softly said.

Which I knew to be the direct translation of ‘get over whatever crush you have on him, because he doesn’t feel you like that.’

“It’s not about that, you dimwit.” I chuckled, trying to pretend it didn’t hurt to love someone who did not feel the same way about me. To fixate on him, while he fixated on other girls.

Knowing that Jesse bore witness to every single one of my hurtful emotions and unrequited love, kind of added salt to the wound.

“I just wanted to talk him out of this revenge thing of his that he has going on against the lycans. He’s gonna get himself hurt, or even worse, killed.”

“You’re preaching to the choir, man.” Jesse shrugged. “You know how stubborn he is, he ain’t going to listen.”

“I guess we’ll soon have a war on our hands then,” I sighed and sat back.

A lot went through my mind.

At first, it was anger and curiosity, as to who he had disappeared to screw.

But when I thought about the danger that he was intentionally flirting with, I knew for a fact that he wasn’t going to be alone.

Because love was stupid that way; no matter how much it hurt, we still wanted to be there and show up for those we care about.

And mine, was that kind of situation.

Lucia’s P.O.V

Upon waking up the next morning, Brooke was no longer in his dorm room.

Deciding that I’d see him later, I shrugged it off and did the walk of shame to my dorm.

Only to find Rosy still in bed.

“Hey, girla. Are you okay?” When I saw her bloodshot eyes, I couldn’t help but ask.

“Yeah, I’m good.” She hoarsely said and nodded.

“I only have afternoon classes today.” She explained, sat up then changed the subject.

“Where have you been?” She gave me a curious and suspecting look.

“A night out,” I began with a naughty grin, before spilling all the details.

Because just like her, I only had afternoon classes too.

I shared everything from the very first night I met Brooke, all the way to the details of the steamy night we had had recently.

“You like him then?” Rosy clutched a pillow to her chest, as if seeking comfort.

“We haven’t defined the terms of our relationship yet, but I believe so.”

I grinned from ear to ear.

Just the very thought of thinking about him, had that effect on me. After all the failed relationships with the boys from my high school, I could safely say, I had finally landed myself a real man.

Craig’s P.O.V

“Bunking today?” Was the first thing I asked Sam when I walked into our house that morning.

A couple of years ago, we had decided to take our dorm friendship up a notch, by finding a house of our own off campus.

“Feels like a good day to do so,” he shrugged and absentmindedly browsed through the TV channels.

“Nasty hangover?” I took off my kicks and settled on the couch next to his.

“You could say that,” he shrugged again.

Sam has always been a man of very few words.

Most called him standoffish, but I knew better. And that is why right then, I left him on his own and made my way to bed.

I had woken up in the girl’s dorm on campus, with three girls laying their heads on my chest.

I didn’t remember a thing from a few hours before, but that’s how I basically concluded that it was some wild party I had gone to. The kind that left me feeling like the specific details of what had happened, how or with who didn’t really matter.

Samuel’s P.O.V

The girl’s lips and enchanting eyes must be a drug.

Because every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was her.

Her soft touch still lingered at the back of my neck.

How she made me feel long after we had parted ways, made me feel like I was hungover- just like I had lied to Craig.

I had kissed girls before. Done more than just kissed them too. But Rosy had bewitched me. Since the very first time I laid my eyes on her.

It had nothing to do with appearances.

But something about how fragile and delicate she was always made me want to show up for her whenever she needed or wanted me.

If only there wasn’t any danger attached to it.

Rosy’s P.O.V

One of the perks that I had quickly learned seniors had on campus, was the luxury of missing classes for however long they wanted to. Because they were the only group allowed to do their assignments and take classes virtually too.

I guess Samuel was taking advantage of that.

Because for the rest of that whole week, he made it a point not to show up on campus.

At first I worried. Then next I got angry, that he’d go to those lengths to avoid me. Then at last, my emotions settled on an achy yearning and longing for him.

I needed to see him again. Even if it was at a distance.

I needed new memories to play in my head, in hopes that they would replace the ones I already had.

I needed a reminder that he was just a stranger, one I didn’t have to feel so sad and heartbroken over losing when I didn’t even have him in the first place.

Then it struck me.

The guy always showed up when I needed him.

He was always there when I needed saving. That’s what had brought us together in the first place.

And so a crazy plan materialized in my head.

When the sun set that night, I waited for the half moon to rise. Then headed to the woods to phase.

Because for some crazy reason, I hoped that by placing myself in danger- I would draw him to me.

In my wolf form, I slowly walked on the floor of the forest.

I felt scared that my bullies from last time were probably there too.

But something in my heart, soothed me enough to feel safe.

“Well, well, well, look who decided to show up again.” The black and scary wolf taunted from behind me.

“Seriously? How dumb can one be?” The girly brown wolf made a low chuckle like sound in her throat.

I hesitantly turned around to face them. And to my surprise, they were the only ones that night. The white one was absent.

“You decided to come and get the punishment that the stupid lycan kept you from the last time, huh?”

The black wolf started coming closer, making me freeze in my tracks. As fear crept up on me to a point where I couldn’t even unlock my head voice to say something.

The brown wolf followed closely behind him, as if to ensure that running away wasn’t an option for me.

“She’s with me.”

Samuel’s voice joined in, long before his lycan form materialized amongst the trees ahead of us- making my heart leap with joy and relief.

At long last, my savior had showed up once again.