There have been no particular reason we have not seen each other naked since we both hit puberty snd started developing or me myself I started growing t**s and my hips started to fill out. He on the other hand started to fill out his muscles.
Mostly because of the trainings his father makes him take with other male wolves in the pack. One day he went from being my gangly friend to being a buff guy with more muscles than the regular guy. We have not seen each other without at least bathing suits.
“You can turn around and look at me you know... I have a bra on and you don’t have to be weird about it.” I tell him laughing.
He chuckles softly.
“You might not have noticed but you have boobs now.” He says like it explains everything.
“And?” I ask just to mess with him.
“What do you mean and?” He says.
“You are a beautiful woman with a grown woman’s body and I am a man. That should be self explanatory. I am a full red blooded man.” He says.
“Okay. I gotcha. Thanks for the compliment weirdo.” I tell him as I pull his shirt over my body and grab my wet shirt to squeeze out the excess water.
“Mama is going to lose her marbles.” He says smiling as he looks at his wet pants and shirtless chest.
“Why?” I ask giggling and trying my darn best not to ogle his chest.
“What do you mean why? You know how she gets na.I can’t walk around looking silly and stupid. I have to be prim and proper all the time. A good example for the people. I am going to be Alpha after all.” He says.
“That’s does not mean you just stop being a normal teenager. You can still have fun and be crazy and go out with your friends, ie, me and laugh and have wild moments too before you grow up and be all stuffy and serious.” I laugh.
He laughs at the picture I paint.
He shakes his head wistfully as he looking into the distant. I find my way and sit beside him as we both stare out into the vast water spread before us.
“What do you mean I don’t understand how Kendra is?” I ask him.
Sometimes I feel like he is holding back from me, not telling me somethings like he can’t or he is ashamed.
“Mama just likes things done her way. Mainly because she cares and wants everything done right or perfect and also because her way is always best.” He shrugs.
“Even papa agrees with her most of the time.” He says.
“Well he is a wise Alpha. If you want a happy clan you have to start from within. She is his Luna. She should always come first.” I tell him.
“Yeah. You’re right. But still there are all these things that I don’t wanna do that she is insisting on and I don’t want to disappoint any of them. They are my parents and one day I am going to take over from there they have stopped.” He says. I wrap my hand his hand and cling like a snake.
“Yeah okay. Then you have to look for a way to talk to her and make her understand that these things she is insisting on is only making you unhappy and if she wants to see you happy she has to respect your decisions. That’s final. She’s a Mother. She’s bound to see reason with you.” I tell him.
“I guess you must be right. I’ll talk to her and then I hope she understands.” He says.
I sigh as we both gaze into the waters.
“I hope she does too. Don’t worry so much about it okay?” I tell him.
“Yeah. Sure. I won’t.” He says smiling at me for a brief second.
The waters in front of the both of us makes me lost in my thoughts. It makes me feel like the future is so uncertain that this minute we can be having the time of our lives and the next minute our whole life is crumbling around. How silent the water is but how deadly it can be luring men to the misty depths, filling their lungs with its arms and dragging them to the deep depths of this belly. What is so beautiful can be deadly. My eyes go to my handsome best friend. Would he be the deadly that drowns me or would he be the one to save from its misty depths??