Unknown Wolf

Essentials and Papers

After breakfast, we continued on with Rowen's schedule. He bought us both a decent wardrobe of basics. Several pairs of jeans, shorts, tanks, shirts, flannels, a couple of sun dresses, a good pair of hiking boots, and a nice pair of tennis shoes. Bras and underwear were unnerving to buy with another male. Most of my things had been bought by a personal shopper and sent to the manor. It was a completely different experience picking them out and buying them myself.

He bought himself clothes and shoes as well, and then both of us toiletries such as toothbrushes, toothpaste, shampoo, soap, deodorant, and whatnot. Finishing off with two large suitcases to fill it all into.

I picked out a small makeup bag, and he allowed me to get whatever I saw fit. I just grabbed the basics along with facewipes and wash. Lastly, grabbing shaving cream, razors, and lotion. He seemed happy that I kept to basic needs and didn't seem to be high maintenance as some women were.

We left the stores and found a small hotel that allowed him to pay for the room in cash without asking too many questions. I was just glad it was clean and didn't look too sketchy. Seemed Rowen was just checking off his list of steps he wanted to get done, staying focused on the tasks at hand. After checking into the room. I finally dropped my stuff on the first bed, still exhausted.

Rowen quickly locked the door and closed the curtains. Then, he came behind me and moved all my things to the second bed further away from the window. I watched him as he moved with precision focused almost military, like taking steps to protect me and secure the room. After checking out the bathroom, he came back in the room to turn the tv on and handed me the remote.

"I'm going to take a quick shower first and change. Then, you should have time to take a decent shower yourself before we leave to get your IDs done." I watched as he grabbed an outfit and shampoo from our recent shopping spree nodding. I flip through the channels, not used to having a tv. Landing on the discovery channel, and watch a documentary on whales to pass the time.

In no longer than 6 minutes, I hear the shower cut off. How on earth can someone take such a short shower and get everything they need done in there? The door opened to reveal him with just his new jeans on as he tousled his hair dry with a small towel. I couldn't help but stare at his abs, still glistening from the shower. His scent of sandalwood and amber filled my nose. His blue eyes looked up, catching me ogling him, causing him to smile.

"I forgot my toothbrush," he came over to the bed, pulling a white t-shirt over his head, and grabbed the toothbrush and toothpaste out of the bags before heading back to the sink.

I gathered an outfit for myself and all my toiletries together along with my makeup bag before heading into the bathroom myself. He quickly finished leaving me alone to get started. After closing and locking the door, I quickly stripped, hopping in the shower.

The water felt so good against my skin. Hot water soothing my aching body, calming my nerves, washing the stress away. I massaged the shampoo into my hair, slowly relishing in the comfort of such a simple action. I didn't think about anything. Just let the peace of the falling water soothe me.

After I was finished in the shower and dried off. I ran the brush through my hair using the built-in hairdyer to dry it before putting my clothes on. I put on a lacey emerald green bra and matching panties. Talk about nerve-wracking to buy with my newly found mate standing there that I wouldn't let even sleep in the bed with me, let alone touch me. I just remember my face being a constant red in that clothing department.

I pulled on a pair of skinny jeans, brown belt, and dark green tank top with thick straps. Brushed my teeth and fixed my makeup. I heard a knock at the door.

"We need to hurry up if we're going to make it on time."

"Coming..." I answered back.

I popped open the door to see him standing there staring at me. I sat down on the bed to pull on my socks and shoes a little unnerved by the attention he was giving me. I couldn't smell him anymore, and he tossed the bottle toward me so I could spray myself down as well. I grabbed the sunglasses he bought me at the gas station before heading out the door with him.

******** Rowen's POV

For someone wearing simple jeans and a tank top, she was absolutely stunning. I don't think she knows the extent of her own beauty. Her golden hair was straight, but naturally curving around her shoulders and framing her face. Simple and light makeup she put on didn't overshadow her natural beauty with her green eyes sparkling and her perfect lips in a neutral rose color. Those skinny jeans accentuating the curves of her hips and that tank top hugging her breasts revealing just a hint of cleavage. Her green bra strap slid down a little on her shoulder, and I was mesmerized, watching her subconsciously move it back in place.

When she sat to put on her shoes, I bit my lip and closed my eyes, trying to compose myself, but breathing deep just caused me to inhale her delicious scent of gardenias and rain. My eyes flipped back open. I felt like an uncontrollable horny teenager, but I had to get this undercontrol before freaking her out. I tossed her the bottle to mask her scent. Hopefully it would help me a little as well.

She had grabbed the sunglasses I had gotten her at the gas station, and once in the car, I grabbed mine, putting them on. Hopefully, they would mask what was going on with me.

We pulled up to the familiar abandoned looking office building around 1:45, giving us some breathing room. Jason even had a for lease sign in the window. The place looked empty from the outside. A small camera to the side overlooked the door, and I turned to look straight at it, taking off my sunglasses. We heard a buzz as he unlocked the door, and I pushed it open. Leading her through a back hall and then up a staircase before we made it to his office.

Jason spun around in his chair, looking at us over his desk. He was a paranoid rogue werewolf but didn't fit the description of most. He was born a rogue and knew all about the difficulties of that and not being accepted by other pack wolves. He set all this up to help other wolves like himself or those on the run for safety reasons. It was to help them integrate into the human realm and make a life for themselves. He had sandy brown hair and hazel eyes hidden behind black glasses.

He was very intelligent, which made him even more paranoid, and he always did a full background check in both realms before making an appointment with someone. They also had to be referred by a previous client. It took years to gain his trust as the second Blackwood prince, but after fully learning about my situation himself, he offered assistance. Those who could afford it paid very well, and he also did charity jobs to help those in need. I not only paid well but also donated money to help others in need usually.

"Hello Ryan," Jason greeted me, "and the soon to be Mrs. Ryan." He smiled at Lucy, but she forced one back probably due to the mention of being my wife. He c****d his head at her reaction, a little confused.

"Hey Jason, yeah, she kind of got pulled into this mess with me. We are a bit stuck together, and she hasn't come to full terms on that yet." I sighed.

"Is that true, Lindsey? Do you want to be here with Ryan and doing this by choice?"

He stared at her, waiting for her to confirm that she was here on her own free will. She looked from him to me as if not knowing what to say or do. She seemed to be asking my permission.

"Go ahead tell him the truth. You aren't my captive. You chose to come with me, correct? If not, he can get you back, but I will not be going." I waited patiently for her answer. My nerves about shot not knowing what would happen next. I looked away from her so if her answer was to go home she wouldn't see the emotions in face. I felt like she held my very existence with her answer. I didn't like that someone else could have that much power over me.

******** Lucy's POV

I stared back and forth between Rowen and Jason, not knowing what to say or do. This was the ultimate test. Did I want to return home? Was that the best option for me at the moment, or was Rowen right? As much as he scared me, I didn't want to be separated from him.

Even the thought of not being near him made Sesi whine. She wanted to stay with him. I saw him turn his head away from me, and for some unexplainable reason, it made my heart wrench inside my chest. I wanted him to turn back and look at me. Overwhelming sadness came over me, and I felt tears threatening. What was wrong with me?

I turned back to Jason, his eyes never leaving my face as if he was gauging my reactions, body language, and tone to seek the truth.

"I did choose to leave with Rowen for my own safety. I just turned 18, and found out he is my mate, but we haven't accepted each other yet. I do believe he is trying to keep me safe from his family. I want to stay as I believe he has been truthful with me, and it is in the best interest of everyone that I stay in hiding." I could hear my own heartbreak with the last line. Jason looked me over but accepted my answer.

"Princess Lucilla, I already know both you and Rowen's situation. I just want to make sure this is your decision as well. I realize it's a hard one to make, but it has to be yours to make." I nod and turn to see Rowen staring at me.

************* Rowen's POV

After hearing her answer to want to stay with me in hiding, I turned back towards her. Her voice cracked at the end of her response with her breaking heart, and I could see the tears she was holding back. Though relieved she was staying, her sadness pained me, and I wanted nothing more than to hold her close.

Jason continued, "Because of the severity of your unique situation after we finish here today, I am going to completely wipe my systems and go into my own witness protection program of sorts. You will not be able to contact me until the two of you are able to sort out this mess, so treat your paperwork for the human realm like gold."

"I will make sure you are taken care of when we are finished here." Jason nodded at my response, still taking in Lucy. Not in a lustful way, but in a soft, protective way. Sadness touching his eyes for a moment.

Jason had had a mate at one time, but before they could be together, she had been killed. I had a feeling Lucy, and my situation was hitting him deeper because of his own ghosts, and he hoped our journey would end differently.

He continued with his work, taking pictures of her and finishing all the IDs. Within an hour, he was done. He immediately began wiping all his systems clean to protect us and all his clients.

"Thank you, Jason," I handed him a briefcase I had retrieved from the trunk of the car, "This should take care of you for a few years."

He eyed it obviously, not expecting so much, but this would put him out of work for a while. I wanted him to be safe, too. He was one of my few friends, and I hoped to one day see him again.

"Thank you. Be careful, Ryan, and keep her safe at all costs." He said gently, eyeing Lucy, a heaviness to his words.

"I will. Be careful yourself, please."

Lucy stepped forward and surprised us both by hugging Jason. Both him and I went rigid for a moment in surprise before he wrapped his arms around her and petted her head like a little sister. She smiled up at him as she pulled away.

"Thank you, Jason. I will see you again one day."

"I hope we will meet again, Lindsey. Stay safe until then."

I took the yellow envelope of all Lucy's paperwork, and we headed back to the car, leaving for the hotel.

**************

We changed into pajamas and ordered pizza. It felt weird to wear pajamas when I normally slept in the nude, but that would have been inappropriate with Lucy here. I wasn't about to wear a top, though, just some blue and white plaid bottoms. She had picked out a soft cotton set for herself in sky blue with little white rabbits all over them. She looked cute with her hair up in a messy bun and no makeup on.

She sat with me at ease, which was a step in the right direction. I'd start with gaining trust and building a friendship with her. That seemed like the most logical route to take, though my wolf and body wanted so much more. I have to keep it contained. It was going to be weird enough her sleeping in that queen sized bed alone and I in this one.

She flipped through the channels and found herself a chick flick. Looking up at me, she seemed to be asking silently if it was okay, and I nodded. We ate pizza and laughed at the movie, but towards the end, she started to yawn. At the end of the movie, I looked down to see her asleep snuggled up to my leg. Her head on my lap.

I gently brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. I wanted to just pull her to my chest and snuggle her, but I knew she would freak out waking up to me next to her. I scooped her up and carried her to the other bed, tucking her in. She looked so peaceful I kissed her forehead before walking away. She never stirred. I checked the door, and the windows were locked, scanning the parking lot really quick before heading to bed myself.