The Season Of The Wolf

Comfort In Her Arms

I'm sitting on my living room couch for, I don't know how long, just sobbing. I hear the front door swing open swing open and slam closed. I don't hear or see anyone coming around the corner.

"Roxi?"

"Good guess, Einstein!"

I just roll my eyes at her comment and tell her to fend for herself for dinner.

"Wow, I wasn't aware of what time is."

"We're you just sitting here crying forever? Your eyes are so puffy."

I nod and just turn on the tv to try and ignore her staring at me.

"Hey, Naomi..."

"Hmm"

"Did you know?"

"Know what?"

"That we're mates."

"I had a feeling."

She walks over to the couch and sits down next to me. I'm sitting with my legs across the cushions, so Roxi has to lift my feet and put them on her lap to sit down.

"What was the feeling? Like, what did it feel like?"

"Hmm...I guess it was like someone was trying to pull my magic out of my body and give it to you."

"My feeling was similar. To me, it felt like my whole body was being tugged towards you. I think it's the tugging feeling that's the same."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

I look off into the distance with a thoughtful expression. I'm furrowing my brows for sure.

"Your thinking face is adorable. What are you thinking about?"

"Thanks." I blush. "I'm just wondering if you know about my wolf. I'm sure you've heard rumors."

"I've heard rumors, but I wanna hear it from you."

"Okay. About three years ago, my witch half of my soul was trying to separate from the wolf half of my soul. There had always been a stable wall dividing them, but a rival pack had a strong witch among them. She broke that wall with black magic and the agony began."

"Oh Jeez!"

"Yeah, it was very painful. It felt like my whole being was slowly being pulled apart like a bandaid being ripped from skin very slowly. At one point, half my body resembled that of a wolf with a fang, fur, a glowing eye. The other half was that of a witch with extremely long hair, fingernails that could stab someone, and all of my features darkened."

"Wait, I've never seen a witch look like that."

"Exactly! I was showing physical signs of being a dark witch. I have never practiced black magic in my entire life. The reason for that, was black magic that Darla had implanted in me. I could feel myself dieing and my body growing weak from all the pain I had been going though. Honestly, I wanted to give up."

"I'm glad you didn't."

Roxi's smile beamed at me and I smiled in return because her joy was contagious.

"Anyways, I passed out one day and thought I was gonna go. It was time to leave everyone behind. But, my mom appeared in my subconscious. My dead mom. She told me the spell to link both of sides of myself together. It was supposed to make me stronger and take away the weakness. Instead, Callie went silent, as if she was angry with me. I saved our lives, but she didn't care."

"Okay....so when you say, wolf side and witch side, you mean, you and Callie?"

"Yes, technically, we're the same person, but my wolf side is named and has her own voice. So, I consider us two different people."

"Anyways, the wall was put there by my mom when I was an infant using magic. She was a full witch. My dad was a wolf. The reason she put the wall there was to keep my sheer amount of power from possibly consuming me or making me a target. If my wolf ever wakes back up and I get my full abilities back, I'll either be invincible or slowly and painfully dieing."

I start crying at the thought of never being whole again or even dieing from being whole. Roxi grabs my feet and pulls me to sit in her lap.

"I'm the *hic* one that *hic* should be holding you." *sniff* *sniff*

"It's okay, I don't mind." She beams at me.

Roxi pulls the blanket off the back of the couch and lays down with me still in her arms. I squirm because it feels right but it also feels morally wrong.

"We shouldn't do this. I'm an adult and you're not 18 yet."

"We're just comforting each other. We're fully clothed and just laying on a couch together under a blanket. Also, I'm of legal age to consent in three months."

"Okay, whatever you say." I cry a little longer and then drift off to sleep, feeling comfort in her arms.

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I wake up to the sun shining in my face. I move my hand slightly and accidentally end up with it placed on a round, D cup boob. I sit up really fast and look around.

"I guess we fell asleep here last night." I whisper to myself.

I look down at the beautiful young woman stretched out beneath me. She has one arm by her head and one on her chest where my head used to be. Her purple hair is a mess and her caramel skin is shining in the sunlight. Her shirt is lifted a little bit and I can see her mid riff. Her boobs are slightly bouncing with the rise and fall of her chest.

I breathe in and blush. When I let the breath out, I'm biting my lip and trying to keep myself together.

"I can smell you..." Roxi says in a sing song voice. She opens one eye and a teasing smile plays on her face.

"Oh s**t! I forgot wolves could do that, I guess that's another ability I currently don't have."

I try to get up, but Roxi grabs my wrist and pulls me back down.

"Kiss me Naomi."

I wriggle out of her hold and grab her face. I kiss her forehead.

"I'm sorry, but this is all I can do for now."

"Why? I want it."

"One: You're just shy of legal. Two: I can't trust myself to stop at a kiss. Three: I'm your teacher."

She audibly groans.

"Then don't sit on my lap and get aroused."

I can hear the frustration in her voice and I get up. I walk up the stairs and go in my room without a word.

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Sunday night goes by very quickly as does Monday.

It's Tuesday afternoon and I'm in my office after school hours. Guess who's with me? It's Roxi. She stayed after for detention.

"You know, you could just stay after school without getting detention. You're ruining your chances at college."

"Who needs college?"

"People that want to be functioning members of society."

"Plenty of people are "functioning members of society" without going to college."

Roxi looks visibly annoyed. She hops off of my desk. It looks empty without her planted there. She starts pacing.

"You're not my parent, so stop nagging me. You're supposed to be my mate! Not my mom!"

I jump up and cover her mouth with my hand.

"Shh. The humans can't know."

"Oh for f**k's sake!"

She moves away from me, batting my hand away. I move closer to her, trying to make her feel better. I suck at this!

"What can I do to make you feel better?"

"I don't know, possibly open up or make me feel like we're actually fated!"

"I have opened up and I can't do anything illegal with you. I could lose my job! Especially if we do anything in my classroom."

*scoffs* "You did NOT open up! I asked around and most of what you told me was common knowledge. You won't even wear clothes that are comfortable around me. You don't talk about your favorite anything. You don't really talk about yourself at all!"

I step away from her and turn so my back is facing her.

"Okay, what do you wanna know?"

"Everything." I was heading back to my desk but that stopped me dead in my tracks.

"Are you sure? I've said and done plenty of things that I'm not proud of."

"I'm absolutely sure!"

"How about we make a deal."

"Please elaborate."

I turn back around to face her.

"Every time you make a new friend or acquaintance, I will play 20 questions with you."

"Okay, but you have to do something for me to answer my fair share of questions."

"What is it?"

"Every time you get physically closer to me, whether it be, cuddling, a peck on the cheek, hugging, etc., you get to play with me."

"Deal."

"Deal."

After about 30 more minutes of me grading papers and Roxi being slightly annoying from commenting on each paper, we head home.

"What are we having for dinner?"

"Chicken Enchiladas with rice, beans, and chips and queso."

"Oooh, will there be salsa?"

"Yes."

We get home and I go into the kitchen, immediately hooking up my phone to my Bluetooth speaker. I glance over at Roxi and then go upstairs to change. I come down in purple leggings and an oversized t-shirt.

She's in the living room by the time I get back. I feel her come up behind me and put her arms around my waist. She lays her head in the crook of my neck.

"You're so beautiful."

I smile and take in the comfort I feel in her arms.

"Mmm...that feels nice."

"Good."

She takes advantage of the fact that I'm standing there cooking with her wrapped around me. She kisses my neck. I almost get wrapped up in the kiss.