Life Without You

Chapter 13 - Eva

It’s been over two weeks since I saw the wolf that is supposed to be my mate in the woods. I have tried to stay busy, to keep my mind off him as much as possible. It wasn’t too bad at first, as there was so much to do to get the shop and surf school ready for its opening last weekend. But now that it’s open my mind constantly wanders back to thoughts of him. Even though I haven’t seen him, or smelt his incredible scent since he introduced himself to me, not a day has gone by without me thinking about him. Every word that he spoke replays over and over again in my mind. The memory of his deep husky voice is enough to cause goosebumps to erupt all over my body. Remembering the tingles from his touch has me tingling all over again. I know I shouldn’t be thinking about him and his alluring voice, or his striking turquoise eyes, or his huge strong arms that would feel amazing wrapped around me, causing those incredible tingles to develop all over my body. f**k, I really have to stop thinking about him. I have a boyfriend, I shouldn’t be daydreaming about someone else. It’s not fair on Sunny. I love him and I want to be with him, not some werewolf that I don’t know. I was happy with Sunny. We used to have so much fun, and always be laughing and joking. Even before we were a couple he was my best friend, my only real friend. I watch him now as he walks into the living room and sits down on the sofa, thankfully completely oblivious to what I have been thinking about.

“Your dad’s gone out for the evening, he won’t be back till late. We can have a nice quiet night in, just the two of us.” He says with a grin, that leaves me in no doubt about what his intentions for a quiet night in are. A few weeks ago the thought would be very appealing, but not so much tonight. Tonight, I desperately need to let Nya out before she explodes.

“Maybe later, I’m feeling a little bit stiff from working in the shop all day. I need to go for a run first.” I explain as I shrug into my running jacket, zipping it all the way to the top, to ward off the cool night breeze, as well as the cold shiver from the frosty glare that he is giving me now.

“We’ve been for a run every night for weeks. It’s about time you stopped this ridiculous obsession. I’ve been running up and down the beach all day today. I just need to relax.” He replies frustratedly. Since he suggested joining me on my evening jogs he hasn’t let me go alone. This has meant that I haven’t been able to shift and let Nya run, and she has become incredibly irritated by it. It’s practically killed him to keep up with me as well, not that he will admit it. I can’t tell him why I need to run alone without telling him that I’m a werewolf, and I’m still not ready to do that yet. I’m just hoping he really is too tired for a run tonight.

“Then don’t. I won’t be long. You can wait here and look for a film for us to watch when I get back.” I offer pleasantly. Despite the fact that I don’t like his tone, I don’t really want to start another argument with him tonight.

“I don’t want to watch a film. We finally have a bit of time to ourselves and I want to spend quality time with you. I don’t know why you don’t want to spend time with me anymore. You’re supposed to be my girlfriend and it’s like you are trying to avoid being alone with me all the time. I didn’t ask your dad to go out tonight just so that we could go running.” His voice rises angrily as it builds into a shout.

“You kicked my father out of his own house?” I retort sounding just as angry as him.

“I didn’t kick him out. I just asked him to give us some space. It’s hard to do anything together when he’s always here. We haven’t had s*x for weeks, not even a quick blow job. My balls are so f*****g hard that I’d be happy if you just wanked me off tonight.” His crass words catch me off guard. He has never spoken to me quite so bluntly and mixed with his bitter tone, I don’t like it one bit.

“That’s your idea of quality time together? You just sit there and jerk off in my hand or mouth.” I lose my temper at his selfishness, much to Nya’s glee.

“Well it’s certainly not f*****g running along the beach with all the other f*****g weirdos.” I can’t believe what I am hearing. I never asked him to run with me, he was the one that insisted on coming.

“Well stop f*****g running with me then.” I shout, before bolting out of the house. I hope that he doesn’t follow me, but I am not about to hold back and let him catch up with me anyway. I run as fast as I dare to the beach, before turning and running through the dunes to the woods. Once I am far enough inside the dense trees I hastily remove my clothes. As soon as I am undressed, Nya takes control, but instead of tormenting the wildlife like she usually does, she continues to run deeper and deeper into the woods. The smell of other werewolves is everywhere in the air, ominous and exhilarating at the same time. I will Nya to stop or at least to slow down, but she ignores my requests, intent on sprinting further and further into the forest. Several pair of eyes appear in the distance, all seemingly focused on me, before two huge wolves step from the trees directly into our path, finally bringing Nya to an abrupt halt. One of them shifts into a huge naked giant of a man, whilst the other remains in wolf form, his long, sharp, white teeth exposed as if in warning.

“Shift.” The giant commands brusquely, his voice loud and authoritative in the quiet forest. I’d rather not, but it doesn’t exactly sound like a request that I can refuse, so I reluctantly oblige. Standing awkwardly, I try to keep my back to them as much as possible, so I at least have a modicum of decency. Not that the giant seems bothered by his nakedness, in fact he seems completely unfazed by it. Another wolf emerges from the trees and shifts into their large, naked human form as well. His piercing eyes shine bright in the moonlight as he narrows them quizzically at me.

“This part of the woods is off limits.” He says in a monotone voice.

“I’m sorry. Lettie said it was ok for me to run in the woods.” I stutter as I cast my eyes down to the ground, so as not to inadvertently stare at any part of them that I shouldn’t.

“It is. Just not here.” He asserts firmly.

“I’m sorry I didn’t realise. I won’t come here again.” I say sincerely, as I slowly back away from him.

“Ok.” His response is short but there is a curious warmth in his voice.

“Can I go now?” I ask the floor unsurely.

“Yes.” As soon as the words are out of his mouth I waste no time in shifting back to Nya. I am even more convinced now than I was before, that I don’t want to meet any other werewolves.

I find my clothes and tentatively jog back home on trembling legs. I’m still shaking when I walk through the front door and straight up to the shower. I can’t even be bothered to look and see where Sunny is. The warm water from the shower helps to calm my nerves as it cascades down over my body taking the tension away with it. Over the sound of the shower I make out the faint sound of the bathroom door opening, but I keep my back to the door and ignore it. When I don’t hear anything else I turn the water off and reach for my towel.

“Keep it on. I want to join you.” Sunny’s lust filled voice echos in the small room.

“I’m not in the mood.” My despondent reply does little to curb his desires as he reaches around me and turns the water back on anyway.

“Oh come on Eva. Please. It’s been ages.” He whines pathetically before tenderly kissing the back of my neck. An act he knows I like.

“No, don’t! It will hurt our mate.” Nya shouts desperately, but it’s nothing to do with him. I’m not his girlfriend, I’m Sunny’s.