You, Only You Will Do

First Day

I go into the bedroom and get out a pair of black cotton sleep pants. I take them into the bathroom where I turn on the shower. I like my showers scalding hot. The steam is pouring above the shower curtain, so I know it’s the perfect temperature. I pull back the curtain and step in. Ahh, it feels so good, the hot water running down my face and across my body. There is just something about a good hot soapy shower. I lather myself with my cedar scented body wash. I love the scent as it reminds me of the woods, I often run in. I rinse all of the soap off my body and shampoo out of my hair. I stand there for another moment, thinking to myself about the events of tonight. The thought of her hand on my arm and wrapping herself around my waste makes my wolf come into view. I let the thoughts fade and focus on the hot water for another minute. Once I feel like I’m in full control again, I turn the water off and step out of the shower onto the mat. The entire bathroom is filled with steam and the mirror is completely covered. I grab a towel off the shelf beside the mirror and start drying off. I notice a little more definition in my biceps. I guess the extra day of working out is paying off. I’m up to 6 days at the gym now, something about exhausting my body in the gym, helps keep my wolf at bay. I prefer to stay fit but not sculpted. I like having some fat on me. I think it just looks better, more natural. I might need to cut back a day or two, but we’ll see. I pull the black pants on and tie the strings into a nice bow. I’ve always been very good at tying knots. I crawl into bed and situate the pillows to my liking. It’s too warm in here, I thought. I decided to get up and turn down the thermostat. It’s set at 68 degrees, but it still feels too warm. I turn it down to 65 degrees. Wereanimals temperatures run higher than humans, which is one reason why I love fall and winter. I climb back into bed and off to sleep I go.

What is that sound? s**t! My alarm. How long has it been going off? I roll over and sit on the edge of the bed, trying to get my head woken up. I swipe my alarm away and look at the time, 7:02am. f**k, I’m going to be late on my first day. I jump up and go to my dresser where I have all my clothes laid out. Thank God I decided on everything last night. I put everything on and am fumbling with the f*****g cuff links. I almost threw the damn things, but I finally got them on correctly. I grabbed my bag and briefcase. f*****g stupid ass briefcase. Why do humans look down on men carrying a bag? I close and lock my front door, get in the elevator, and head down to the parking garage. It crosses my mind to send Diacana a text asking if she has left yet, but I don’t have the time. I run across the parking garage and jump into my car, it’s closer and more professional than my truck. First impressions are everything, right? I did a quick sweep of the garage and didn’t see Diacana’s white sedan, good, she must be gone already. I drive down the streets in a fit of rage because, f**k the city traffic. These are times I miss living in a small town.

Forty minutes later I finally arrived at the university and parked in my designated parking spot. Professor Teekos. I have to get use to seeing that. I have never gone by professor, usually just Mr. is sufficient, but the university insisted on professor. I’m grateful I attended orientation last week, so I know exactly where I am going. 7:45am, I walk into my classroom. There are already some students seated, but not too many that I feel bad for my bad timing. I put my briefcase on my desk and adjust the thermostat. Who in the hell can stand 73 degrees? I turn it down to 68. Much better I think to myself. I plug my laptop into the cords provided that are connected to the screen at the front of the classroom. s**t, what’s my password again? Think. I have no f*****g idea. I pick up the black phone on my desk and press 5 for the help desk support. I told them I forgot my password and they sent me a reset link to my cell phone. Thank God that was easy, but f**k what else is going to go wrong today. I finally got my password s**t figured out and logged into the campus web page. I pull up my PowerPoint presentation. Supernatural Creatures Univ203 with Professor Teekos, the screen reads. It’s now almost eight. The students really start to pour in. I tell them to take a seat and get settled in. At 8:03am, I walk over to the door and close it. I walk to the front of the classroom and take a good look around at everyone, taking a quick mental note of everyone’s face. One perk of being a wereanimal is the ability to quickly take in your surroundings. I don’t recognize anyone, thankfully.

I’m introducing myself when my ears perk up again. Those steps. I know those steps. The classroom door opens and there’s Diacana. I listen for her heartbeat to seek out if she is in danger, but it remains soft and steady. Why is she here? I continue going over the syllabus while watching her. She scoots past a few people and sits down right in the middle of the seats. WHAT. THE. f**k. I think to myself. Her scent scathes by my nose. Leaves and lavender. The smell of home. Oh how sweet that smell is. I shake my head twice, getting a grip on what the hell is happening. Why would she sign up for my class and not tell me? I plainly asked her last night what her classes were, and she told me she couldn’t remember. Did she lie to me? If so, how did I not notice? I always notice lies. Maybe I wasn’t paying close enough attention to have noticed. Never mind that, I need to focus on class for now. She and I will be having a conversation after class. I finished going over the formal paperwork and consent forms. Yes, I have to have a consent form signed by each student stating they may encounter supernatural beings, and while they will not intentionally be harmed, there is a possibility of mentally being impacted. Hell, I can’t control everything. Psychics are some powerful people, not to mention the goblins. I collect each form and hear some of the girls making comments about my muscles, my hair, and attire. s**t. I never know how to handle being able to hear everything so easily. I blush slightly and continue collecting papers. Once I have all the consent forms, I tell them they are dismissed for the day, but not to expect to get out early on a normal basis. I raise my voice and say Miss Coniak please see me before leaving. Diacana Coniak. The girl that owns me and yet has no clue.

What the hell are you doing in this class, Diacana? I ask. “Well I needed an elective and I know this class will be easy for me to get an A in, I already know almost all of the material.” She answered. I look at her for a moment with stern eyes. I can’t think of what to say back. All I can think of is how much I want her. I want her hands on my body, my arms around her, sitting her up on my desk with her legs wrapped around my waist. I feel a punch to the chest, “Your eyes!” she whispers. f**k. The wolf is trying to come out to claim what is his. I apologize for the shift and tell her to expect no special treatment in this class, and that she is expected to maintain her work just like every other student. She agreed and I dismissed her. She leaves and I take a seat at my desk. I put my head on my hands thinking about how in the hell am I going to teach this f*****g class with her in it. I will constantly be distracted and fighting the wolf in me might kill me. Not literally, but still. Damn.

I scan all of the consent forms into the universities system, nothing can just be kept as paper anymore, the digital age is difficult for me. I am after all older than the first cell phone, so I have to get with the times one way or another, I think to myself. I get almost all of the way done, and I come across a name that stands out to me. Adkins Thedus. I know that last name. There is a local clan in the Bar Harbor area with that last name. I wonder if this is one of theirs? I need to make a mental note to follow up on that. It could be important knowledge. I hadn’t sensed a vampire close by, but that doesn’t mean anything considering I was completely distracted. This is exactly what I am talking about, how in the f**k am I suppose to protect her, when I get so distracted easily. Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe I should call Micha and ask him to switch out with me. f**k I can’t do that, he teaches history. That’ll never work. I’ll just have to get control. How? I have no f*****g idea.

The day is finally over, I pack up my things and head out the door. I am ready to be home. Well, what is supposed to be home. It doesn’t feel like home. I seriously need to fix that this weekend. What I need is a good run through the woods. There’s nothing like feeling the twigs cracking below my paws and smelling the prey out in their natural habitat. Is there even any woods near here? I need to do some research for a secluded place for me to blow off steam without having the chance of someone noticing me. I could never continue being a professor if it got out that I’m a wereanimal. The parents would see I was put to death for endangering their precious kids. Whatever. I’ll find a spot that will work. I’m finally at my car to head home, when I hear someone walking up on me from behind. I briskly turn around and see a girl from my class. I don’t remember her name, but I remember her face. I startled her, I can hear her heart beating out of her chest. Good. “You should be more careful walking up on people” I say to her. She extends her hand to shake mine. I gave her my hand and she introduced herself as Mariam Bell. Mariam, what an interesting name. I say hello Mariam, you’re from my morning class, right? She replied yes. I asked her what I could help her with, and she replied “Nothing, I just wanted to introduce myself to you, as you’re going to be seeing me five days a week.” I said oh ok, well nice to meet you, Mariam. I look forward to getting to know you in class. She shook her head and said “I look forward to your class, as I am very interested in supernatural beings.” I said good, and tried hard to dismiss her so I could get going. She was giving me a weird vibe, but I chalked it up to being nervous. She finally said I’ll see you tomorrow and walked off. Well, that was an interesting encounter.

I get in the elevator at the apartment building and press number three. The third floor was not ideal for me, as it’s harder to escape in case of an emergency, but it’s the same floor as Diacana, so the third floor it is. I get off the elevator and start the long walk down the hallway. My apartment is the last one on the west side of the building. Diacana’s apartment is on the east side. So, while we are on the same floor there is still privacy for both her and I. As much as I don’t like having her that far from me, I need it. I need to get ahold of myself, if I am going to stay here. I get to my apartment, number 334. I go to put my key into the lock, and as I look down there’s a folded-up paper halfway under my door. I pick up the paper and unlock my door. I set my things down on the counter and open the paper. It reads “I KNOW WHO YOU REALLY ARE AND WHY YOU’RE HERE.” What the hell? Who would this be from. I smell the paper, and it has no smell. That can’t be right. Everyone, everything has a scent. It must be covered with magic. f**k. I do not want to play this cat and mouse game.