Luc walked me to my front door, once we got back to my house. He tried kissing me good night and I just put my hand on his chest, to stop him. He had a dejected look on his face and I’m the one who put it there. I couldn’t help it though; it has been a long-ass night. And, with everything that happened; it was a lot to take in. I told Luc that I needed time, but to tell you the truth, I didn’t think that even with all the time in the world, that I would be ok with Luc being a werewolf. That’s not normal, right? Besides, even if it were, how could I be with an animal? I am a human. This couldn’t be happening to me. Luc is the first guy that I’ve been into for a while and he turns out to be a f*****g animal. God must hate me or something. It is the only logical thing that makes sense. God hates me.
I slept in the next morning; I didn’t have to be at work till the late shift. When I got up, Erica and Michael were waiting for me, with even more flowers. Luc sent me another sixty dozen, only this time, they were sunflowers. There were 720 roses and 720 sunflowers in my front room. There are 1,440 flowers in my front room. What the f**k was I supposed to with all these goddamn flowers. Michael handed me the note that was attached, it read: Sam, you are the sun that shines brightly in my life. From the moment that I first laid eyes on you, I fell hard and I haven’t stopped. I LOVE YOU! With all my heart and soul. Yours truly, Luc xoxoxoxoxo. My heart melted and I could feel the tears run down my face, but I could not falter. I needed time, I needed to process things. I couldn’t do that with Luc next to me. He was my weakness, Luc was my Kryptonite. I can’t think properly when he was near. Taking time away from was a good thing, right?
“How are you doing?” Erica asked me. “You look like you have been hit by a semi-truck.” Both she and Michael were home last night when I got there and I told them what happened. They think that I’m just as crazy as I thought Luc and “his pack” were. I don’t know, was I ok? I just found that werewolves are really a thing and I was technically dating one, not just one; but apparently the alpha. What in the f**k is an alpha? “I could be better,” I replied to Erica. Michael and Erica walked to me and hugged me; they told me that they loved me. They said that anytime that I wanted to talk, that they were there for me. I said thank you, but in all honestly, I needed to think. To process.
Four weeks later and I still couldn’t get Luc out of my head. I missed him dearly. I missed the way he would say my name, the way he smelled. His smell was a woodsy lumber smell. That’s it, a fresh cut lumber smell; it was intoxicating. I missed Luc’s touches, his kisses. I miss the way he held me. And, it wasn’t like he was a wolf all the time, he was part human. f**k it! f**k it all to hell! I missed him too much; I picked up my phone and called him. The phone rang several times, before picking up; it was a woman’s voice. “Hello,” she said.
“Yes, is Luc there?”
“He is, but he is indisposed at the moment. He is in bed asleep. Can I ask who’s” I didn’t give her a chance to finish, I hung up. A few minutes later, my phone started ringing. It was Luc’s phone calling me. I didn’t pick up. It rang repeatedly several times before it finally stopped. Thank God. I didn’t want to talk to that bastard anymore. I can’t believe that I almost fell for it. He said that he loved me, only for him to bring another woman home. I started to cry all over again. Why, was I crying so much for someone that I barely knew?