Far From Home

Chapter Five - Halloween

Before Stephen and Liz’s ceremony we have Halloween and as it is one of my most favorite holidays, I have talked Ryan into hosting a party for all of our friends. I have a better handle on my classes now and have decided to hold of on changing my major since I’m mostly taking gen eds at the moment anyway. So every spare moment I have had has been spent on crafting and costume planning. Mary is waiting for me in a car to go shopping and I’m excited to have some one on one time with her. Since diving headfirst into this new life, I’ve spent more time with my wolf friends and less time with my friends of other species and I kind of miss the time before I knew I was anything but human. Mary wastes no time asking me about Ryan when I get in and I roll my eyes at her. Our friend group has been increasingly interested in our relationship since we’ve become more public and also revealed we aren’t mates.

“Nothing has changed - still just enjoying each other for now,” I say for the thousandth time.

“I just hope that for both of your sakes you find your mates around the same time. I love you both and I just worry,” she replies.

‘Me too’ I think as I pull out our shopping list. My phone rings and I see that it’s my mom calling.

“Hey Mom, what’s up?” I answer.

“Lilly! Are you safe? I’m sorry sweetheart, I thought you’d be safe so far away but I overheard someone talking about Richard Harris’s daughter last night at dinner and I’m so sorry I didn’t warn you.”

“Warn me of what mom?”

“Who your dad is and who you are. Be careful who you trust” and the line went dead.

“f**k”

I try to call her back but it goes straight to voicemail. After a few minutes I get a text from her that says, ‘My battery died, sorry to scare you, just take care of yourself please,’ and this puts my mind at ease.

Because the phone was on speaker, Mary heard they entire conversation and she mumbles something about asking her coven if they know anything about my father to be safe. She mentions performing a safety spell tonight just to be cautious. If you thought learning about werewolves was exhausting, don’t even look into witchcraft. The little that Mary has explained to me makes my brain question everything I’ve ever thought to be real. The line between fiction, fairytales, and reality is a lot thinner than I could have ever imagined. While Mary enjoys the secular version of Halloween like me, she has tried to explain the actual reasoning behind a lot of the craft that formed the base for the fictional things we all grow up joking about. Her mother is apparently the Coven mother and her family is very wealthy and influential in the supernatural circle. Which explains why her father never complains about her credit card bill and why we never seem to have a hard time getting into any club we want to.

As we browse the costume shops she picks up a werewolf and witch costume and suggests we both go as each other for the party. We try on the costumes and fall into giggle fits at the sight of each other in the dressing area. Costumes for the party? Check.

The night of Halloween comes and Ryan’s apartment is perfectly decorated in true college style with jungle juice in the bathtub and a keg in the dining room. I tease my hair and pin on my tall witches hat when Ryan comes in and laughs so hard I think he might hurt himself.

“Lilly Pad, maybe you were born into the wrong species. Are you sure you haven’t cast a love spell on me?”

“Maybe I did, you’ll never know,” I say with a wink.

He takes advantage of the fact that I’m only half dressed and begins caressing my breasts. I have quickly learned that werewolves have an insatiable appetite for s*x and that honestly probably explains most of our relationship. As he removes my camisole and lets his hands wander over my chest I pull him to me and capture his lips in a kiss. He pinches my bottom to elicit a gasp out of me allowing his tongue to further enter my mouth and deepens our kiss. He removes my boy shorts but leaves my fishnet stocking on, tugging at the top of them with his teeth while his fingers find my bud and part my folds. He moves his mouth over my core and laps at me greedily, I relax and allow him to work his magic until I feel my orgasm building all the while trailing my fingers along his body and feeling his bulging member pull tighter at his pants by the minute. I find my release and he happily licks up my juices with a pleased moan.

He wastes no time ridding himself of his infamous grey sweatpants and I take his shaft into my hands and begin pleasuring him. He is massive but I enjoy tasting him and I can already see the precum on his tip. I get to my knees and slowly drag my tongue up the length of his member, teasing him with little nips and getting a hiss in response. I take him fully into my mouth so deeply that I gag a bit which elicits a growl out of him and I look up to see his eyes darken. Wolves are even more lustful than their human counterparts and we are careful never to allow our wolves to come forward, that we are saving for our mates. Ryan decides he can’t wait any longer and grabs the back of my head, stuffing his entire length down my throat. I gag but feel his release coming and I swallow him happily as he empties into my throat.

Just then we hear Liz’s voice come in the door and Ryan smacks my ass and tosses me his shirt while swiftly grabbing his sweatpants and pulling them on. He saunters out to greet the first of our guests as I finish getting ready. Not an hour later, our party is in full swing and everyone seems to be enjoying themselves. I glance over at the door to see my roommate walk in and while I don’t remember inviting her or even mentioning it to her, I don’t mind that she’s here because we’re all having a good time. She spots me and excitedly comes over to me and gives me a hug, strangely running her fingers through my hair.

“Thanks for inviting me, this looks like the hot place to be tonight,” she states and I nod at her. She walks off calling out to someone she sees across the room. I catch Ryan’s eye and he raises an eyebrow at me to which I shrug. The rest of the night is uneventful but a blast and once again I find myself so glad to be so far from home in this new life.

At one point during the night Mary pulls me aside and hands me a small bottle sealed with wax. She tells me it’s the protection spell we talked about before that that I should keep it on my person at all times just to be safe. I ask her if her Coven knew anything about my lineage and she tells me that her grandmother recognized my last name but that she wanted to confer with some other supernaturals before she would have any info. I’m satisfied with that answer and we go back to the party and enjoy our time with our friends. Wolves have very high alcohol tolerances but we give it our best college try, doing shots and having fun. As people began to hook up and go home Ryan finds me and takes me to bed to finish what we started earlier before everyone arrived. Naked and panting we both admit that we may be in over our heads but we laugh it aside as too much alcohol and I straddle him taking his length into me and climb to a climax together, drifting off to sleep in each other’s arms.