Chapter 7- Please don't eat me
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Looking at the woman Walter was amused at how she feigned in peeking at his body, she was always shirtless sometimes naked, it was the fastest way to change into his inner wolf. Watching the woman, he began to surveyed every action she made, every crest of her forehead, he was memorizing her body movement. “What is your name little mortal?”
“What kind of silly questions is that?” She asked and raise her brow. She doesn't appreciate the way the man stared at her like he wanted to devour her. It was intense and so creepy yet so sexy at the same time. She doesn't know him, yet she felt so at home and so sated? How strange indeed. Recalling her dreams she turns scarlet.
“What? ...that I asked your name?”
“Ah-huh...speechless for a moment then blurted out. "I -I'm Vivian, Dr. Vivian Columbres by the way!"
“A doctor?”
“What? haven't heard a woman doctor? The corner of her eyes furrowed. How dare she mocked her profession.
“I wasn't mocking you, it's just you look too young to be a doctor.”
How did he guess what she was thinking? She wondered. “What can I do? I'm smart, so I took advanced classes and graduate earlier than the rest., by the way, what day is today and where am I?...” She trailed off and remembers “... Oh hell, who change my clothes?”
“ It's Monday now, and I did... change your clothing.”
“You did what!?” Vivian shouted as he began to shift her body towards the door.” Maybe it's not yet too late to escape. She was dying from embarrassment.
“Why? Scared that I took a peek at your butt tattoo? It's a cute little wolf by the way.” Walter winked as the pillow began to fly all over him.
“Dickhead! How dare you...” Her shouts could be heard even from far away and his laughter was even louder. He never laughs this way before, it was like he was back to his old self where people think his laughter was not the only noise that comes from the mouth. The laugh was in his eyes, in the way his face changed into that vision of relaxed joy and unrestrained mirth. Yet truly, it wasn't in his face either. His laugh came from within, it was just the way he was wired. But it was too long ago that he felt like a stranger.
“Doctor my ass!”
“Agh!... I hate you.”
“Oh yeah? Did you feel that when you writhe and moan for me to go harder? Or you have been dreaming of me pounding you hard?”
"Agh! f**k you!” She shouted.
“I will sweetheart, soon I will.” He sneered. He loves watching her cheeks turned pink. But he halted when the woman commenced sobbing. He began to panic. What did I do? Did I say something wrong?
“Hey, ... Doctor? Are you okay?” He mumbled.
“Do I look like I'm okay to you? I'm in a strange cottage with a stranger in a foreign land, do you think I'm okay? Of course not!”
Sobbing, it was the only way to stop him from teasing her, she was embarrassed and likely the weeping method would work as per her friend's advice, let's see if they were right. She thought. She began to sob like her cat just died. Imagining her little willow, she cried even more.
“Hey, Hey! Woman! Doctor, sorry okay?.. I-I didn't mean this... I was just teasing you. Please stop crying. I won't do it again.” Watching the woman, Walter initiated a hug yet Vivian refuses. Did he hurt her feelings? Worried that she might hate him. But why did he care? Everyone hated him, or didn't like him right? Then why would the woman be any different?
“Let's start again okay? I'm Walter, Alpha Walter."
"I'm Vivian." She whispered, feigning a sob.
"Hmp! Vivian, we are in the middle of the Woodland okay? Today is Monday and I found you in the middle of the woods three days ago.
"Wait, what's Alpha?"
"Well, I guess You just have to know."
"To know what?"
"About my kind, we are werewolves. I mean you are one of us now."
"Is this a joke? Because this isn't funny at all." How could he joke at her situation? She was confused yes! But for him to make it as a joke is unforgivable.
"I am not joking." How could this woman think of him as a joke?
"Oh yeah! Werewolves my ass. They don't exist okay? In the movie. Yes, they do." Seriously? He thought she'll believe this nonsense? How foolish. Vivian thought.
"Okay then, let's go outside."
"And why?"
"Just because I'll show you something."
"Whatever." Trailing the man. Vivian wondered, it's snowing outside and the frigid wind was supposed to chill her but she felt rather warm. The roaring winds were chilly and awful in a rage against the winter blasts, the clear skies were silent and a quantity of snow which has been blown in this way was a pile-up. "What the..." How the hell was this possible? She was only wearing a shirt and nothing else yet she didn't felt the cold.
"Because dear, you are one of us now. Werewolves In human form or wolf form, have high resistance to cold. We are usually considered cool quiet, serious, introspective, and mystical..."
"Nonsense....Seriously?" She turns a wide eye, fear crossed her face. She saw him turn into one. The enormous wolf was stunning with its silver snow fur. The massive wolf turns his ominous golden gaze on her, his snarl pulling his lips away from his razor-sharp canines again as his ears flatten.
"This is impossible." She whispered, her trembling knees would give up any moment.
Vivian lets out a shuddering breath, looking at the silver warily as it inches toward the door at the cottage. The wolf was as white as the snow. His fur, short over his body and longer at the neck, was smooth and shiny. His stance was confident and body muscular. A chill rushed through her when she considered how paranormal claims of most werewolves now be true.
The massive wolf crouch down in a playful bow, his tail up and waving playfully, letting his jaw unhinge in a playful wolf grin at the woman.
"Oh God, please don't eat me." She murmured and fainted in no time.
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