Far From Home

Chapter Three - Close Encounters Of The Furry Kind

I woke up in Sarah’s apartment in what smelled like Ryan’s shirt. Ryan? s**t, I’m naked underneath. What happened last night? I must’ve blacked out. I remember something but there’s no way, it must’ve been a booze-induced dream. Wait, how do I know this shirt is Ryan’s by the smell? And why can I smell literally everything in this apartment? I bolt out of bed and into Sarah’s living room hoping to find anyone who can help me put the fuzzy pieces in my brain together to get a clear picture of last night. This was no hangover, was I drugged?? Mary and Ryan are on the couch and I can smell that a few more of our friends are in the apartment also. Mary looks at me with a cautious but caring expression and says, “Good morning gorgeous, we need to talk.”

Just then Sarah’s boyfriend Levi walks out and whistles at me, “Were ain’t my thing Lil, but it definitely looks good on you.” I hear a deep growl that I instantly know is Ryan and I turn around to see claws coming out of his fingertips.

“What the f**k is going on?” I demand.

“I was just complimenting her Ryan, chill out, you aren’t even her mate dude,” Levi counters.

“Lil, lets get you dressed and take a walk,” Mary says completely ignoring the guys.

A little while later we’re outside Sarah’s apartment at the park across the street sitting on a bench and I finally find the nerve to turn to Mary and say, “please say something. What happened last night?”

“Well Lil, lets start with a question for you - How much do you know about the Supernatural?”

“You mean like the tv show?” I ask which gets me an eye roll from Mary.

I look at her like she’s sprouted three heads and she begins on a long tangent about realms and shapeshifters, werewolves, witches, fae, magic in general, mates, and so much more that I can’t help but feel my head might actually explode when I hear the voice in my head again but this time it is clear as day.

“Hello gorgeous, I’m Opal. So glad to finally meet you.”

I gasp and start to interrupt Mary but she stops me and says with a smile, “and let me guess, your wolf just introduced herself?”

I nod because words are failing me at the moment and Mary smiles sweetly at me and tells me plain and simple that I’m a werewolf. She continues that she’s a witch and in fact, the majority of the kids that attend our school are some sort of magical, immortal, or otherwise nonhuman creatures. This is a lot to take in and I’m still pretty sure I’m dreaming when the voice in my head now known as Opal pipes up again.

‘I know it’s a lot. I wish I could have contacted you sooner but we can’t speak before your first shift and you don’t shift until the first full moon after your 18th birthday. I would have loved to prepare you better but I’m so very glad we can speak now.’

Mary suggests we go back up to Sarah’s and let my other friends help introduce me to what is apparently my life now. I have a quick thought that I was obviously drugged and must be in a coma and this makes Opal chuckle. When we get back up to Sarah’s there are 8 of my friends sitting in the living room waiting for me all with concerned expressions and kind eyes. Ryan immediately stands and asks me how I’m doing pulling me in for a hug. My body responds to him remembering our last encounter and he whispers in my ear, “careful sweetheart, you’re not the only wolf in the room and our sense of smell is very keen - wouldn’t want to give away our little secret would you?” I gasp a bit and pull myself together finding the words I need to form to ask my questions.

“Are you all supernatural then?”

“Everyone but Jake, he’s just on steroids,” Levi says earning himself a light punch on the shoulder from Jake. I chuckle and appreciate the attempt to put me at ease. Mary explains that she, Sarah, and Levi are witches, Jake is in fact human, Rachel and Avery are fae, and Ryan, Liz, and myself are werewolves. She suggests Liz, Ryan and I go to lunch and I let them explain things further to me and agree. Ryan holds the door open and Liz and I head out to the diner down the street.

I order some toast and a coffee while I try to listen to Liz and Ryan explain what I apparently am.

“One of your parents must be a wolf, I can’t believe they never told you - that’s really shitty,” Liz says. I start to explain that I’m not close with my mom and that I haven’t seen my dad since I was 7 and she says, “must be your dad then, I wonder who he is and what pack you’re a part of.”

“Pack?” I ask.

“Yeah Lil, wolves have packs which all have different territories and alphas in charge. We’ll have to find out where you belong soon, they can help you even more than we can,” informs Ryan. Our lunch arrives and I eat silently nodding as they continue to explain things to me. Ryan offers to walk me back to my dorm and Liz gives us a suspicious look but tells me to rest and call her if I need anything. Once we get out of her sight Ryan turns to me and says, “I thought you knew Lil, I’m so sorry. I could tell right away. I was hoping you were my mate and that’s why I was so attracted to you but we would know now that you’ve shifted if that was the case.” He explains mates to me and somewhere along the walk back to campus I find that we’re holding hands. He might not be my mate but he makes me feel safe and I like being around him. Plus he’s quite wonderful to look at and I feel myself starting to get aroused again. Ryan sniffs the air and picks me up bridal style and sprints back to my room.

Once inside he locks the door and makes easy work of Sarah’s borrowed pjs I was wearing. I help him out of his clothes and his mouth finds mine greedily.

“Is this ok,” he asks breathlessly.

“More than ok, I need you right now,” I reply. And with that he lifts my up until I’m sitting on his arms and he rests me on my dresser while he dives inside of me with his tongue. I can’t stifle the moans this time and I know if I keep it up the RA will eventually come knocking and reprimand us both so I put my own hands over my mouth. Ryan looks up at me and growls playfully and the vibration is intense. He ravishes me until I orgasm and my legs are shaking. He pulls me in for a kiss making my taste myself and says, “you were gorgeous before Lil but you are stunning now and I’m seriously sad that the goddess didn’t make us mates. I feel so protective of you and I’m not sure how I’ll be able to take it when you find your mate.”

“Ryan, I need you inside of me now,” is all I can manage to pant and he gladly picks me up off the dresser and lays me over the side of the bed.

“Oh goddess, your ass is perfection and I want to take a literal bite out of it,” he says as he runs his tongue down from the small of my back, over my cheeks, and into my core. I then feel him position himself at my entrance and grab hold of my hair and I scream his name as he takes me from behind more deeply than I ever knew possible. This time it’s different than before, it’s deeper on a physical and emotional level and I find that there are tears rolling down my cheeks so I quickly wipe them away and continue moving with Ryan. I may not understand mates and who I am but I know that this feels f*****g amazing and right. I secretly hope Ryan is somehow wrong about us not being destined for each other.