TORN

Drawn

Jasmine 

I stood up angry and confused. I had just told him I loved him, him telling me, showing my the same, so why was he trying to push me away with such an absurd story! I heard a crack and looked up to see Storm doubled over in front of me, panic gripped me thinking he was hurt. I watched in horror as his bones snapped, reshaping, his face elongating and fur sprouting out of his skin. My mind screamed for me to run, but I was frozen where I stood, unable to move. Suddenly, there, right before my eyes, stood a huge black wolf with the same green eyes as Storm. Storm had been standing there just mere seconds before! I should have been engulfed by fear, ready to run for the hills, but instead I found myself in absolute awe, staring at the beautiful creature that stood towering before me. The wolf bowed down slowly to lay down, resting its head on his paws watching me with anxious eyes. It’s black fur glistened in the sun. I felt drawn to the wolf crouched before me and I found myself wanting nothing more than to run my hands though its beautiful soft fur. Before I could process what I was doing I found myself taking a step forward, hand outstretched to touch the side of the wolfs head. Sparks erupted when my hand came in contact with him causing a gasp of shock to slip from me. The wolf stiffened, eyes wide with fear not daring to so much as breathe. Drawn in by curiosity and an unexplainable pull, I started running my hand through the wolfs fur, making my way up its head, down its neck and back. Walking around to go back up the other side. He started to relax, closing his eyes as he leaned his head into my touch. “Your gorgeous” I whispered, the wolf turned to look at me and slowly nuzzled me licking my neck tickling me and making me giggle. Sitting down on the ground to take in the creature before me I soon found myself with the beasts head resting on my lap as I stroked gently stroked him. After a while I finally found myself asking “so what does this mean...for us” the last part coming out as no more than a whisper as I realised I was scared of losing Storm, pain stabbed at my heart at the thought. The wolf whimpered, licking my cheek then started changing again, shifting back, Storm crouched before me, on his hands and knees, completely naked. I felt my cheeks heat up as a blush crept over them. I had just watched my lover transform into a beast and back and despite it my body was betraying me with its desire for him! A soft growl slipped from Storm, his hardening member showing me he felt the same and causing my core to tighten. Footsteps behind me caused me turn around to see a woman coming into the garden, probably in her late 50s but still beautiful with pale soft skin, long black and silver hair and a petite figure. Storm turned, heading to his truck and was rummaging in a bag. The elderly woman looked up, her eyes meeting mine, stopping in her tracks as her hands flew to her mouth in a gasp, causing her to  drop the tray she had been carrying. Without a second thought I scurried over to help her clean up the broken glassand to ensure that she was ok. “My sweet sweet child, I didn’t think I’d ever see you again” I heard her whisper, I stood up confused. I was sure I had never met this woman in my life.