A Rogue’s Unconditional Love

Chapter Twelve

Samantha's Point Of View

"Baby, we need to talk."

I tense up as soon as that last word comes out of his mouth. "Oh Goddess, he's going to reject me. I knew this was too good to be true!" As if reading my thoughts, he says "No baby it's nothing bad. Relax. Take a deep breath."

Taking a deep breath I look into his eyes, nodding my head. He smiles, instantly calming some of the anxiety that started to brew up from deep inside me. "What is it we need to talk about? Don't tell me you've got something going wrong with you physically. Oh goddess, are you sick? Do you need to go to the infirmary? What?!" I begin to panic again, trying to make it out of the bathroom while flinching to hide the pain.

"NO! No baby, everything is fine. It's about you." He hesitates. "Baby, how much do you know about actual werewolves?"

Curious I said "Well, I know we have mates. We don't get our wolves until eighteen. That's all I really know. I didn't get to go to school, so I didn't really learn much other than by word of mouth." I reply. Is there something I missed?

"What do you know about the body that a wolf has?" he asked me. Looking questionably at him, I c**k my head and try to remember bits and pieces that I've heard. "I don't really remember. It"s all in bits and pieces. Chunks of my memory seem to be missing from different conversations. Lil tried to teach me what she knew, but they didn't teach her either so she only knew what I knew plus a little bit of stuff she learned from her old pack before she moved."

With a deep sigh he told me, "baby, there is a whole world out there that you don't know about. Here, I'll teach you when you get done with your bath. Are you finished?" he asked after he noticed my fingers, and toes, were starting to look like raisins. Nodding my head yes he helped me get out of the tub, and wrapped me in a warm fluffy towel. Sighing into the towel, he got his t-shirt off the counter and slid it over my arms and down my body. Now comfortably covered up, we headed to the bedroom. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he slid back to prop his head against the headboard and patted for me to come sit with him. As I slid onto the bed I looked up at him.

"Okay, so where to start? Well as you know we finally get our wolves at eighteen." Nodding my head he continues, "Well, we get our canines at eighteen when we get our wolf. Not before." He kind of looks at me, waiting for me to catch onto what he is saying. We sit there for a couple of minutes, letting me process it, when I suddenly gasped.

"Wait a minute. So you're telling me something is wrong with me? Am I defective? Am I broken?" I begin to start tearing up and don't realize it until he wipes my face.

"NO, NO, NO, NO! No, baby. Nothing is wrong with you, but I believe you may been eighteen or older." With my eyes wide, I continue to look at him, watching my face as if I might explode from all this lately.

"So hang on, you think I'm over eighteen? How is that possible if I don't have my wolf?" I asked him still looking as confused as a newborn.

"Well, I have a few ideas, but I don't know how you would feel about it." He said with a weary voice. "Hear me out, and I will explain everything. I think you may have had a spell placed on you when you were younger to keep you wolf behind an impenetrable wall to block them from coming forward."

"Okay? Well, some things are kind of starting to make sense now." I said out loud, making him look at me questioningly.

"What do you mean? You haven't mentioned it before."

"I know. I thought I was going crazy, but it makes sense now." With a deep breath I sighed "I heard this voice inside of my head. I don't remember what it said, but it happened when we were in the middle of making love. It made me feel like I was crazy so I didn't mention it, but I'm glad you said something. I know this is probably way off, but what if while doing THAT" I said with a slight pink tent to my cheeks,"we happened to break the spell?"

He seemed to look off in his distance, thinking for a second. "You know, I think that would be a good idea." He got off the bed, walked to his desk, got a pen and pencil out of his drawer and came back. "Okay, I'm going to take notes while we brainstorm what it could possibly be." He wrote that down as number one, and highlighted it. "Okay, what else do you think?"

"Okay, well what about my wolf waking up early? Could that be a possibility?" Asking, while biting the side of my finger like I do when thinking hard.

"Okay, that could be number two. Anything else, beautiful?" He asked when he turned his face to look at me. Biting my lip, I shook my head. "Okay well, let's get to working, and find out how my baby got her canines early." With that he kissed me, got up, threw me some of his boxers and told me to put them on because we have to go do research.

Oh boy. Here we go!