Purring
1148 Words
Andrew POV-
I must get out of here. I have to get away from this conversation, my brothers, this conference room, all of it. I push my chair back away from the table, I stand up. I’m so outta here.
“Where are you going, son? There is more to hear. There is more information that must be shared with you.”
“Respectfully, I don’t care. I’ve heard enough. There are just too many lies to untangle and secrets to be told. We were brought up to be truthful, respectful to all, no matter what the rank, and, most importantly, we were taught to never keep secrets. Secrets only weaken you. It appears that most of our childhood has been nothing but secrets and lies. We and Alsie come from some bloodlines we didn’t even know existed until now, right now. We learned Alsie is a powerful she-wolf who was bound by magic and could shift, at will with no pain, at a very early age. But, as of right now, she doesn’t know she has a wolf, she doesn’t know about her real past, and she doesn’t know what is going to happen in less than three weeks. None of this explains why we think, and you have approved of her, as our mate, despite the ongoing protests of your beta. I need some air before I lose my shit.”
I quietly pushed my chair back in its place under the table and walked out of the conference room. I had no idea where I was going, but I knew I had to leave and leave fast.
“Andrew?!” I heard Evander call after me. I just waved him off and continued down the hall to the stairs and out the front door.
I needed to be alone. I needed to smell the forest, breathe in the fresh air. I needed to separate myself from the bullshit that was going on in that room.
Listening to all the secrets and lies had made me go numb on the inside. It felt like my whole life, my whole existence and my future me were fake. I felt like I didn’t know myself. I was sitting there listening to these stories and asking myself “who am I?” I was just walking. I didn’t know where I was going, I was leaving.
When I finally came out of my self-pity trance, I looked around and noticed that I was sitting on a bench right across from Alsie’s place. She wasn’t home yet. I didn’t know when she would be home, and I wasn’t going to call her to ask. That felt a little weird and maybe a little “stalker-ish”, as she would say. That thought brought a smile to my face. Thinking about her always brought a smile to my face, and a warmth in my chest.
Truthfully, that’s an ironic thought after the hours-long conversation I had just been in. But seriously, I had been head over heels in love with Alsie since we were about 10 years old. I knew I loved her, wanted to protect her, wanted to be with her most of my life. There wasn’t any particular incident when I realized this, I just knew it. I knew it, like I knew the grass was green. I don’t know if my brothers felt the same way when we were little. I don’t care if they did. Alsie was my mate.
I heard a car approaching. I looked over it was Alsie. She was home. I jumped up and moved quickly to the tree line that’s beside her cottage. I saw her getting out of her car. She looked exhausted and worn down. She made her way to her front door; a devious plan came to mind.
“Alsie” I whispered.
I watched as she looked around, confused. It took everything in me to not crack up laughing. Then she murmured something about hearing voices to herself.
“Alsie.” I whispered again, between silent chuckles.
“What? Who are you?” Alsie yelled into the night.
“Why are you yelling at me?” I asked as I jumped out of the tree line, laughing out loud.
After Alsie calmed down, she invited me in. It was at that moment that I realized I had never been in her personal living quarters. Not here, not at the packhouse, not even in our cabin when we went camping. I wanted to go in and spend time with her. I wanted to comfort her; she looked so tired.
I followed her into her house and onto her couch. After we discussed the remote-control situation, and she told me how handsome I was. Alsie curled up next to my side and placed her head on my chest. It felt like we had been sitting together cuddling each other all our lives. There was no awkwardness, or uncomfortableness; it felt right.
Shortly after, Alsie got all snuggly next to me, and we started watching Friends. I heard this noise I’d never heard before. It resembled the sound of a purr. I stiffened up and looked around. Alsie didn’t move from my chest, and the noise stopped. I got comfortable, and then I heard the noise again. Not a cat purr, but definitely not a growl. I looked around the room again, I sniffed the air, nothing. Nothing had changed, there were no new smells, no movements of any kind.
I put my arm around Alsie, and she snuggled deeper into my side. There it was again, the purring noise. Wait! It’s coming from me!! I’m purring! I’d heard of werewolves who could purr, but I’d never actually heard the purring. I’m doing it! How am I doing this? Why am I doing this? Can my brothers do this?
I instantly mind-linked my brothers ‘Guys, I’m with Alsie and the craziest thing just happened. I purred! I’m f*****g purring. This is crazy.’
You’re with Alsie? You’re purring? I need more info. Get away from her. We’re not supposed to be with her. Osiris linked me back right away.
I thought only Vampire-Wolf hybrids could purr… did you get bitten after you left the packhouse? Evander asked through our link.
No. I didn’t and I’m blocking you two. I closed off our link.
I sat on the couch, cuddled up next to Alsie purring and felt her fall fast asleep while laying her head on my chest. I will ask my dad about this new thing the next time I see him. Right now, all I wanted to do was sit here and breathe in Alsie’s wonderfully sweet scent. I loved the smell of cinnamon, sugar, and vanilla. She smelled like fresh-baked snickerdoodle cookies.
I was happy…not for long, but at that moment, I was the happiest I’d ever been.
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