The Made Alpha Female

Blue Eyes

As I was bent over looking at the wolf I had to figure out how to get it inside so I could look at his wounds. How in the world could I move what looks like a three hundred pounds wolf. Don't get me wrong I'm a big girl but damn this is going to kill me. "Think Chris think" I say out loud to myself.

I finally had a thought on how I can move him.

I ran to the house bursting through the front door headed straight to my room. Once inside I ran to my bed throwing off the blankets and grabbing my sheet. "This should do". I sprinted back out to the front of the house making my way to the side. That's when I saw laying on the ground a man and not a wolf.

Must be one of those werewolves I thought to my self.

Walking over to him I bent over to take a better look. This man was huge. He was built and had a eight pack. But on his chest had massive cuts in his chest. I needed to look at those first. I through the sheet on the ground and gathered up all my strength to roll his big frame over and onto the sheet. I grunted and groaned until I was satisfied that he was all the way on so I could pull him inside. I grabbed one end of the sheet in my fist and pulled as hard as I could walking backwards with him. trying to get him into the house.

As I made my way around the house I continued to pull until I reached the door and I stumbled backwards through the door hitting my arm that looked like claw marks now that I was looking at it. and it was bleeding more now than ever. But I would live the guy I was pulling in my bed sheet I didn't know if he would. pulling him through the front door and into the living room. I dropped the sheet and ran and turned on all the lights and headed to the med cabinet where Jessica and I kept all of out supplies.

Pulling everything out with my arms loaded I carried everything back to the living room where the man was laying.

Dropping all the stuff I started cleaning his chest wound.

I desided he would need stitches in at least two of the cuts. I cleaned them up and started working on the wounds.

When I was done with those I searched the rest of his body for more cuts and they where all small and looked like they where already healing. I guess that's part of being a werewolf. As I was finishing up cleaning the man from dried blood. I stared at him he was really handsome. He had huge arms and legs that's for sure. What got my attention the most was his face I have never really been attracted to anyone until this moment. I can't believe I'm drooling over a unconscious man laying in my floor.

He has a strong jaw with a well trimmed full beard, a rounded nose, and beautiful lips that I could only imagine what they taste like. He had shoulder length pitch black hair.

As I was thinking about everything about him I felt something grab my arm and his eyes flew open. His eyes where so blue I could get lost into them I didn't even realize his hold on my arm any more because where his hand met my arm my whole body erupted in sparks. It was the most amazing feeling even my toes where tingling. And then his eyes shut and his hand fell off of me and he was back out.

What the hell was that I thought to my self. knowing they he would probably be out awhile I went and grabbed him a blanket and covered him up.

After I made sure he would be comfortable I ran to my bedroom and grabbed some clothes to take a quick shower.

I got into the bathroom and realized my arm was still bleeding. Cleaning up my arm and making sure I did not need stitches myself. After looking it over I would just need a bandage and maybe a tetanus shot that's for sure.

Jumping in the shower as I let the water run down me i was thinking about where he had touched me. Why was that so weird? Why did I feel like my whole body heated up when he touched me? I have never let a man touch me before in a s****l way but when he touched me it felt like he was everywhere on my body just by that one touch. I felt my face burning red as I got embarrassed because I can't believe I felt anything for a guy I haven't even met just dragged him inside my house.

What the hell is wrong with me? I realized I would not have the answers I wanted so I gave up washing my hair and body and climbing out of the shower.

After drying of I put my panties and bra on and started to wrap my are in a bandage. Once that was done I brushed my teeth and finished getting dressed. I did one last look in the mirror and headed out of my bathroom. I was so nervous to go back down stairs. What if he does not remember what happened to him and he thinks it's me who did it.

There was only one way to find out go down stairs and check.

When I got downstairs he was still passed out on the floor. He looked like he was doing fine so I sat down on the couch looking at him watching mad making sure he was fine. I didn't even realize when I passed out!