Love and Wolf

Chapter 5

Sirahi slept like crap and she was in a stupor as she poured herself a cup of coffee and tried to remember what happened the night before. She wondered if it was a dream but judging by the dark circles under her eyes and the fact that she felt more miserable than ever, something had to have happened the night before.

She couldn't stay home to ponder about what really happened or the fact that someone had broken into her home. She needed to go and record.

Luckily for her, one of her rooms was converted into a small studio, nothing like the ones her manager had her using and she sat at her keyboard. She played with the keys for a bit as she listened to the chords back and forth. Closing her eyes she imagined love and happiness. Though in her young life, she knew what love was having fallen so many times, she wondered if she really knew what the feeling entitled.

Her mind went to the stranger in the dark last night and something inside her peaked as gooseflesh rained on her body and she felt the spark of desire.

Though Sirahi wasn't fully turned on, she wasn't her usual self as her n*****s felt sensitive against her shirt. She swore she was being haunted because she could feel the hand of the stranger caress the back of her neck and she freaked out as she knocked her chair out from under hair as she immediately stood. There was definitely no one behind her and she had to remind herself that she was alone but the underlying feeling of being watched unnerved her. 

She tried to ignore the feeling and it lingered in the air.

After hours of unsuccessful recording, she looked at the time and used the excuse to leave the room in search of food. She ordered delivery from one of the local Chinese restaurants and sat on the couch to turn the tv on. After thirty minutes she received her delivery via the security guard who stopped the delivery boy at the gate and handed them their portion of the takeout.

As soon as she sat back down and filled up on oily Chinese, her phone rang and she knew it could be one of two people. Her manager or her parents. 

Her mom had the habit of calling erratically when she remembered she had a daughter that was thousands of miles away and it wasn't because she didn't have an estranged relationship with her family. It was because Sirahi herself was busy with her work that she wasn't always there to answer.

Looking at her phone, it was the other person, her manager and best friend Sandra. Answering the call she put the phone up to her ear. "So you're set." Was all she said and Sirahi had to recall what she heard. "I'm sorry what?" She asked and Sandra made a noise of happiness.

"Your new single, we just cut a deal with a rich people resort for you to shoot the summer version music video. You just have to showcase the resort in the music video." Sandra stated and Sirahi was trying to figure out where she was talking about. "The Hansens. Out over in the Caribbean."

"You're kidding?" She asked her manager and she could imagine the smirk on her friend's face. "For two and a half mil, no. And we get to stay for two weeks. Look you're gaining rapid popularity and there are more eyes on you. You may not be a Queen Bey, but I can get you close to a Miley."

Sirahi rolled her eyes at the fame that one was getting but the excitement overtook her and she asked, "When?"  

"In two weeks, I'm trying to work out details for your next tour right after."

She was already headlining events and collaborating with bigger producers and soon her second tour was going underway. Her first tour she was opening for a bigger artist but having her own spotlight, after years she was making it. With the whirlwind speed she was moving it wouldn't take long before she would be featured everywhere.

The excitement of being onstage and shooting at a beautiful resort in the Caribbean gave her a new feeling of happiness and a song idea had just popped into her head. Before she would lose it, she had to record.

***

Jamis knew his time was near. He found his mate and though he couldn't figure out what she was, tonight was a full moon and he planned on using it to his benefit.

Passing what s**t security she had, he jumped her fence effortlessly and was walking the grounds. Earlier reconnaissance showed that though she had gate guards and security out front, she didn't have any physically located on the grounds of her home which he wondered if she specially wanted it that way or just stupidity on her manager's part. Considering she was Source, he wouldn't want everything recorded either. Especially in this day and age with technology.

He found her glass home and though it was seemingly open, there was a sense of seclusion as well with the way the trees and shrubbery hid much. Through the back side, where he noticed her living-room, kitchen, and back door were facing was all glass whereas her private chambers were enclosed. The property was beautiful but his preferences were secluded and well armed. She was basically letting anyone into her home with the setup she lived in.

He knew she had an alarm system and though he could have disabled it easily, he restrained himself. He had worse times triggering Witch barriers and their "alarm systems" he could have had hers down in minutes but he definitely didn't want to alarm his mate. He had to tread lightly because he still wasn't sure if she was a she wolf or unfortunately a different species.

If she was indeed a she wolf, she'd openly accept him as her mate and if she was another Witch, he might feel the after effects of whatever powers she may have.

He knew she would be awake and something inside him felt her when he saw her walking towards her kitchen again, most likely half asleep as she reached into her fridge for water. He intently watched her and willed her to look his way as if he had the power to.

When she did exactly as that, he could see the thin tank she was wearing and the sleep shorts she had were rumpled. If he was any other person, it might have been creepy that he was stalking his mate through the glass, but in the time he was in, he wanted her more than anything. Eventually she would succumb to his will.