bound to the moonlight

14. Matt

I perched on the end of Amy's sofa feeling more than a little uncomfortable which was probably mainly due to the fact that I was left wearing only a pair of boxers and a towel. Amy had stripped her clothes off too and shoved them all into the machine together, I was pretty sure that wasn't right it didn't look right but I didn't really have any more detailed knowledge of how that should be done so I just left her too it. Amy was also in her underwear but of course didn't seem to even be aware of this as she bustled around the kitchen putting on a pizza.

"It'll be about twenty minutes." she said reappearing in the living room doorway in just a plain white bra and panty set, and of course the slightly familiar bandage wound around her thigh. I realised I was staring at her and blinked and turned my head to stare at the wall feeling the burning sensation creeping up my neck as I found myself hoping she hadn't noticed me gawking at her in her underwear; they had little yellow daisies on the thin straps. I felt a bizarre urge to purr at the sight of her near naked body like that, she didn't have any fat on her she was lean muscle but not hard bodybuilder type muscles she simply had firm flesh but yet still soft girly curves, her body quite simply deserved worship. "Sorry." She said grabbing a discarded t-shirts from a nearby armchair which she pulled on quickly, it fell halfway down her thighs but to be honest it didn't help make her less attractive. "You should have a shower." She said gently "shall I show you the bathroom?"

"Um...uh...well yeah that that would be good," I babbled like an i***t clutching at the towel I had wrapped around my waist. She gave a vague little gesture with her head and I silently got up to follow her out of the room and up the stairs to the bathroom at the far end of the hall. it was much like the living room and the little glimpses I had seen of the rest of the house it was large comfortable with a strong current of order running through it and yet still maintained a strong 'lived in' feel it was filled with far too much stuff. Everything was well used 'well loved' I suppose would be the term if we were talking about a teddy bear. Amy turned to look at me nodding for once she actually looked uncomfortable herself.

"um for a shower just pull that cord and then top dial is temp bottom water pressure ...um soap and stuff um... use mine ." she said with a small smile , I nodded as she pointed to one shelf in a stack it had a small white label stuck on the front that said Amy. She nodded still looking nervous she was spattered with small amounts of mud the majority of course was on our clothes but there were still spatters here and there. "I'll um...yeah... um yell ...if you...you know need anything..." I smiled happy to see her as awkward as me for once. She turned away.

"Amy." I said gently, she slowly turned back to face me," thank you." I whispered to her, Amy smiled and oh my god she was blushing! She nodded and shuffled slightly as she began to turn away, "Amy." I sputtered without knowing what was going to come out next. She looked at me expectantly. But I had no clue what to do yet my hand slowly reached out without a conscious thought and gently brushed along her cheek her skin was warm and smooth under my touch. Amy's eyes were locked on mine and I saw glitters of gold flicker across her near black eyes. I brushed my fingers over her cheek gently allowing them to linger a few seconds longer than necessary. "Mud." I said gently pulling my fingers free and holding them up to show her my mud spattered fingertips. She smiled again and turned swiftly walking from the room. I shut the door and turned around leaning hard on the door cursing myself under my breath. 'i***t' what the hell was I doing? I honestly didn't know but Amy somehow stole all my logic all my sense. When I had seen her, when Harley had put his hands on her I had heard my growl without even understanding where that noise came from, it was feral. But I couldn't help it. I couldn't suppress it, to see him touching her I wanted to tear him limb from limb and that was NOT me that was not my sort of approach it was very non typical Matthew and though that was most likely a good thing it was baffling. Ten minutes later Amy came up looking for me and cheerfully declared that the pizza was ready. I followed her quietly down to the lounge gripping the towel wrapped around my waist as if it were bullet-proof. Amy silently directed me to sit on the sofa and 'eat' with a vague gesture at the pizza. She disappeared for a shower and reappeared ten minutes later wearing a pair of boxer shorts as well as the t-shirt and bringing with her a vague scent of flowers, my nose twitched a little and I remembered the flowers on my mother's desk, she smelt of Lilac.

"You didn't eat anything." She said lightly as she settled herself down next to me.

"I ...I am." I stammered, Amy smiled she leaned over and pulled a duvet from behind the sofa. "Friday film night's duvet." She said by way of explanation as she leaned over and threw it on top of me. "You look terrified." She said gently "I thought if you were a little more covered you might not be so scared." I smiled but I felt that my cheeks were burning damn my blushes." DVD?"

"Um...yeah ...I guess."

"Well you can't go out in your pants so you'll have to wait until your clothes are out of the drier, or we can just sit awkwardly and twiddle our thumbs if you'd prefer." I smiled,

"A DVD will be fine."

"Any preference?" she asked and being gentlemanly I shook my head of course, so Amy just walked across the room and began scanning the rack. She had taken the bandage from her thigh as she leaned over I saw the large bruise like half healed scar on her beautiful smooth white skin. I instantly felt that stupid irrational urge to find out who or what had harmed her and tear them apart. As the screen blinked on Amy moved back to the sofa and sat down next to me a very significant tiny distance between us. The credits began but I wasn't watching I was too absorbed by the warm comforting weight of her next to me, the gentle scent of lilac overlaid by something else the subtle scent of a female wolf, something I knew I would never be able to adequately describe or explain but I still knew it, and being that close to it that close to her made my body respond instinctively. Amy seemed completely at ease as she curled her legs up beneath her, the space between us disappearing as her knee gently brushed against my thigh. I heard my breath catch and though she didn't respond I knew she had heard it. She laid her head gently against my arm.

"Amy." I said gently,

"hmm." She said vaguely,

"Do you think my mother, you think she's a wolf my real mother I mean."

"What happened to her?"

"She left." I said simply, Amy didn't say anything but I knew that wasn't the answer she was looking for and no matter how much I disliked to even think of my mother let alone talk about her but I believed that Amy actually did want to help me. "I was three when she left...apparently she needed to breath...she needed more than my dad could give her. I saw her once when I was five then again she came round for the day when I turned twelve. I haven't seen her since but it doesn't matter she sends a birthday and a Christmas card every year along with a nice cheque that I shred." Even I could hear the bitterness in my own voice,

"When did you last hear from her?" Amy asked leaving her cheek pressed into my arm, I shivered as I felt her warm breath ruffle the hairs on my arm gently,

"May she sent me a birthday card and a cheque for a hundred pounds." I sighed as I hung my head slightly, I shook myself I wasn't going to do that , I lifted my chin back up and brushed the hair back from my forehead with my freehand. "My birthdays in July." The silence stretched out between us as we both stared straight ahead not even bothering to pretend we were watching the film. Amy reached over my lap and grabbed the end of the duvet dragging it over her bare legs so the two of us were cuddled up under the duvet together.

"It's not your mother." Amy whispered gently. "Were loyal if it was her she wouldn't have left you like that and even if she did she would make sure you knew where to find her. Because she would have been through the transition she knows what it was like to go through that and she'd never let her son do that alone."

"Maybe she's just a bitch." I snapped Amy smiled,

"Can't be she made you."

"Well if it's not my mom?" I said asking the question I wasn't sure I wanted to hear the answer to.

"You could have been bitten." She put in a hopeful sort of note in her voice.

"I think I'd remember that." I snapped, "That f*****g Bitch." I whispered feeling tears threaten, I had refused to cry over my mother for the longest time and I wasn't going to start now, all I felt for her was hate as I realised what she had done. Amy pushed my arm up slightly and pushed her head under my arm so that she was able to nuzzle into my chest my arm draped over her but for once I was only vaguely away of this as my mind reeled. "He's not my father." I muttered,

"We don't know that Matt." She said gently. I snapped around to glare at her,

"Would you care to explain it then, come on anything else that fits because going by the evidence that seems very f*****g likely?" I snarled "I mean my mother obviously f****d some random f*****g werewolf, and then left me to be raised by some f*****g stranger. I know she doesn't give a f**k about me, but I thought I had one parent who gave a f**k about me but no. I suppose that makes sense my father would have been a wolf and my mother's a f*****g w***e that makes a lot of f*****g sense" I snarled, "so guess that's decided a lot I have to leave and run around stealing, killing and f*****g r****g anyone I can find." Amy shuffled away to the far end of the sofa her eyes locked on mine honestly looked a scared, no not scared she looked terrified and that was what made me stop my anger disappearing as quickly as it had arose. "Don't." I croaked my voice crackling as I felt hot tears pouring down my face, "please don't." I said collapsing down covering my face with my hands. "Don't be scared of me, not you. Please don't I'm so sorry...I'm sorry." I felt one soft trembling arm being wrapped around my shoulders gently. "I'm so sorry I scared you I'm sorry." I sobbed as Amy wrapped her arms around me and held me softly; I leaned over and pressed my nose into her warm shoulder.

"It's okay." Amy said her voice trembled as I felt her press a kiss to my forehead.

"No its not I'm not angry at you." I whispered "I just I'm lost." Amy began to ease her arms back from around me I wanted to grab her and pull her close to me but I couldn't scare her again so I let her go. She smiled at me a sad little smile and leaned over picking up a little compact from the table next to the sofa she flipped it open and passed it to me. I dropped the compact suddenly filling my lap with a mixture of pink and purple eye shadows. "What the fuck." I squeaked, Amy smiled,

"It's beautiful." She whispered as I picked the compact up again and stared into the tiny mirror, my dark eyes had turned gold they were completely golden and shimmering as I watched the colour shifted and seemed to flicker allowing the my eyes to show flickers of their usual dark brown but an instant later it was gone again.

"My eyes have changed colour" I squeaked, "why the f**k have my eyes changed colour?"

"They do that when we get emotional we lose control and our wolves sight start to emerge." she whispered my eyes flickered up to Amy's and I watched the golden flecks dance across her irises. I clipped the compact closed and put it down on the floor.

"I'm sorry I scared you." He said gently,

"It's okay,"

"No its not. You've only ever been nice to me."

"You didn't do it on purpose."

"I've got to be better to you." I whispered "I mean your all that I've got your it." Amy smiled,

"you know you don't actually have me right?" I just smiled in return, she wrapped her arms around me and cuddled into me I nuzzled down into her sweet smelling hair.

"You honestly don't know how much you mean to me do you?" I whispered normally my logical head would have been screaming at me to stop but right now my logic seemed to have disappeared. I eased back slightly so that I could look into Amy's eyes. "Thank you." I whispered brushing the hair back from her face gently.

"For what?" she asked looking genuinely puzzled,

"Being my friend." I answered simply. she smiled,

"Any time." I bit my lip suddenly nervous of her despite the fact we were both half naked curled up on a sofa pressed into each other's bodies so tightly we were in serious danger of becoming a single person. I brushed my fingers down her cheek the warmth of my smooth skin made my fingertips tingle as Amy closed her eyes and pushed her cheek into my hand gently, and I couldn't stop myself I leaned over and brushed my lips gently across Amy's I could feel her lips gently oh so gently moving against mine. It lasted only seconds before she sat back slowly, Amy opened her eyes and locked them on me there was a question in her eyes a gentle sort of question. I couldn't stop myself she was so beautiful and I needed that look the one that told me she was feeling as confused as I was. I leaned over and pressed my lips to hers again and I heard myself groan as suddenly I felt Amy was kissing me back wrapping her arms around me tightly so her body was pressed tightly into mine. The feel of her this close the scent of her enveloping me, the feel and taste of her mouth all combined to fuel my wolf side whipping it up to fever pitch. The logical part of my brain fled that is if it had ever engaged when this girl was involved, I just needed this I needed Amy I needed to touch her to kiss her. Amy fully purred against my lips as I plunged my hands deep into her thick hair grabbing clumps of it. A voice inside my head urged me on , I seemed to have some sort of base urge forcing me on, an instinct I was powerless to fight that told me she was my girl and I needed to do this I needed to be with her I had to claim my mate. I tore my lips from Amy's with a gasp shoving her hard from me as that thought popped into my head. I fell back from her gasping harshly. I looked at Amy her eyes locked on mine a puzzled look on her face. I didn't understand where that thought had even come from I wasn't even a wolf yet and I was fifteen but that was how I felt I wanted her and something inside me whispered that she was mine, that this was my girl my mate and I needed her.

"Matt." Amy said breathlessly,

"You are so beautiful." I whispered and she smiled, that was all the encouragement I needed, my lips were suddenly fused to hers again. Amy was again purring her hands pressed to my cheeks softly. My hands slid across her shoulders and down her sides I just wanted to scream she felt so perfect she was warm and soft so soft, as my hands reached her hips I couldn't stop my fingers gripping her hips tightly. And I pulled her to me lifting her onto my lap her legs straddling me I leaned in desperate to press our kiss deeper. Amy lay herself back slowly keeping our lips locked. I followed her lips until she was laid out on the sofa under me. I groaned in pure contentment this was perfect. I finally understood my stupid irrational urge earlier to kill Harley right now the thought of anyone putting their hands on her to try and hurt her or touch her like this I knew I'd tear apart anyone that tried it, hell The way I was feeling right now I'd kill anyone who tried to kiss her cheek. I slid my hands up Amy's stomach her t-shirt riding up with my hands exposing my bare skin to hers. She twisted her hips beneath me in a teasing little pattern. I growled and grabbed her hips tightly pushing my hips hard into hers pinning her body beneath mine.

"Marcus ." she whispered, I snarled grabbing her tightly kissing her harder, " no Marcus." She whispered, "This is none of your business," My body felt hard and tense for her, I wanted her so much right now. I moved my kisses, licks and playful nibbles onto her throat and continued pulling up her t- shirt smoothing my hands across her bare skin. "Matt." She breathed, as I pushed my body in even tighter to her almost crushing her on the sofa pleased she had finally got the right name. "Matt." I curled my arms around her body and lifted her up placing her gently on the floor, allowing me to stretch out my legs which seemed to have begun cramping. I returned to kissing her and continued tugging on her t-shirt and gasped as my fingers brushed her naked breasts. "Matt." She whispered twisting beneath me, as the wolf instincts in me roared, they urged me on again telling me I had to claim my mate. The scent wafting from her filled my nose her wolf scent and it drove me mad hardening my already tense body. I moved my kisses down to her throat again. "Matt listen to me." Amy murmured pushing on me gently. "Matt please listen to me." I moved my kisses back to her lips.

"No, just kiss me." I moaned,

"Matt. No we have to stop." She muttered. I vaguely heard her but her warmth, her smell her taste no I wasn't going to stop kissing her I couldn't. "Matt, no" She whispered I groaned as I slid my hand up inside her t-shirt running my palms gently across her warm breasts,

"Your so perfect" I whispered. I had never touched a girl like this before but that wasn't what I cared about what I cared about was being close to her. She was my girl I needed her. I felt Amy's warm hands press to my chest as I slid my hands along the waistband of her boxers. Something inside me growled telling me this was right, the thick scent of her heavy in the air making me crave her so much it hurt.

"Enough. Matt." She snarled twisting beneath me, there was instantly something there in her voice an honest command. "MATT NO." She screamed and I leapt back as a searing pain shot through my cheek. I lifted a hand running my fingers along my cheek which came away coated with blood. Amy scurried back her eyes locked on mine wide with fear . she backed quickly up into the corner and quickly wrapped her arms around her knees her eyes she rocked herself gently and I saw on the end of her fingers her nails were elongated half transformed into claws and coated in a layer of blood as she panted raggedly.

"Amy I'm... I'm " I gabbled having no clue what to say next what could I say next, I had... just what the f**k had I done. Tears started to drip down her cheeks, "l...Amy." I whispered reaching out a hand to her. She jumped back into a crouch her teeth bared as she growled loudly at me her eyes golden and that gesture had no room for interpretation it was a clear threat. I dropped back dropping my hand defeated as she leapt to her feet and ran from the room leaving me sitting there on the floor feeling like a complete bastard. .