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fkinavocado · 1 year

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She went there when she had her days off, or when things were particularly slow and she could take a longer break. She especially loved going there towards the end of the day, so she could enjoy her unobscured view of the majestic sunset.

And since she was alone and she knew none of her colleagues would be patrolling that area, and no hikers would walk in on her, she would skinny dip.

Walking into the water she slowly got deeper and sucked in a sharp breath when the water reached her waist. Holding her breath she bent her knees and ducked herself under the water to cover her head and then rose from the water quickly and laughed loudly. She loved the feeling of the cold water covering her limbs and shocking her system.

She waded deeper and began to swim, kicking her legs and propelling her arms as she glided in the water, already feeling her stress melt away.

She loved swimming, having grown up doing this as a pastime in her hometown, and ever since she moved to the big city she’d missed it.

She floated peacefully after doing her usual rounds, taking note of how the sky was beginning to change to her favorite hues of purple and orange as it was approaching sunset. She loved this part of the day the most but especially loved watching it all unfold while she was floating blissfully in the lake.

She was done for the day and was off-duty, so since she was heading back home after this, she could afford to get her hair wet and deal with it later. Whenever she would come there for short breaks in her schedule, she’d make sure not to get it wet though. She didn’t want her colleagues to find out about her little secret and accuse her of slacking on the job.

It was getting a bit chilly though, so she decided to get out of the water and watch the sun go down from ashore.

Turning in the water, she began to swim back in the direction she came from but paused with a jolt and gasped when she saw the man.

It was him.

He was right there, in front of her, his head barely visible atop the waterline, with only his eyes and nose breaking surface.

How long had he been standing there in the water? Watching her. Preying on her.

Did he know? That she’d been to his cabin. Did he know she was onto his secret? Was that why he was there? Was he going to harm her?

She couldn’t believe she hadn’t heard him get into the water. Or seen him, even. He must’ve done it while she was doing her laps.

Suddenly, she was reminded of her nakedness and she felt her whole body flush furiously in embarrassment, despite how chilly it was getting by the minute.

They kept staring at each other until she realized he was slowly making his way toward her in the water. It was barely noticeable that he was moving at all. This guy really gave her the creeps, but for some reason, she couldn’t look away. She could barely see half of his face but his eyes were mesmerizing, they had a strange hold on her. She just couldn’t look away.

She should’ve made a run for it while she still had the advantage, being close to the spot she’d dropped her belongings. She wasn’t armed, since she was off duty for the evening, but she did have her swiss knife and it was definitely better than her bare hands.

Her bare everything.

That was what was keeping her from doing just that - her state of undress. She knew he’d likely seen every bit of her, especially with the way she’d floated toward the end, but she couldn’t get herself to snap out of it. She was risking her life for the sake of her modesty, and even that was a thing of the past.

He eventually got within an arm’s length of her and began circling around her ever so slowly. He reminded her of crocodiles, with their eyes poking out of the water and the eerie, slow way in which they move before suddenly launching at their prey. She was expecting him to pounce on her in a similar fashion, drowning her maybe.

But she wasn’t gonna go down without a fight. She was going to stand her ground and use every tactic in the book she’d learned in military school to try and turn this around in her favor.

She wasn’t gonna show him how scared she was. She wasn’t gonna let him see how he intimidated her. She needed the upper hand. So she broke the silence as she watched him circle around her, making sure her voice didn’t waver.

“Why did you steal the pup back?”

She saw a glint of mischief in his eyes just before he pushed himself out of the water to his shoulders. Her eyes landed on that big, luscious mouth of his again, and sure enough, she saw the hint of a smirk there before his deep voice wiped it off his lips, “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, officer.”

“I warned you that if you didn’t come to provide proof of ownership it’s considered a criminal offense. Not only did you not follow through, but you broke into the station and stole the pup back.”

“Am I under arrest then, officer?” He batted his eyelashes at her innocently and she fought the urge to roll her eyes. He was infuriating. Did he think this was funny?

“I have every right to arrest you. You’re breaking more laws than I can count, sir.”

“I’m sure you’re smarter than you give yourself credit.”

She squinted her eyes at him for that little jab, “I’m warning you.”

“Or else, what?” He came impossibly close, rising slightly above her in the water. She could now see he was inked. Quite heavily so. She couldn’t stop her eyes from roaming over his torso, water droplets chasing down his tattoos. Her eyes took a quick inventory of two swallows, one atop each of his pecs, small ones that she couldn’t decipher, and further down, the top of what she could only assume were butterfly wings. “Go ahead. Take me in.” He teased, his voice low.

The innuendo wasn’t lost on her, even in her state of panic. She willed her eyes off his body, but looking straight into his eyes wasn’t any easier. A strand of his slicked-back, long, wet hair was falling over his face, his eyes were piercing right through hers and his heavy panting was accentuating his masculine nose. Just everything about him made her feral. She couldn’t deny her body’s response to him, and it infuriated her to no end to know she was allowing herself to feel this way when her life was in literal danger.

“I know about the cabin.”

It was just a split second, but she didn’t miss the look of surprise on his face. He didn’t know, then, that she’d been there. He didn’t know about the microchip she’d planted into the pup. He couldn’t have known, she’d made sure not to leave any tracks, but then why was he here, stalking her like this, if he didn’t know?

He searched her eyes, probably in an effort to figure out somehow just how much she knew about his dirty little secret, but her shivering seemed to snap him out of his train of thought.

“The temperature is dropping fast; go put your clothes on. You’ll freeze to death.”

She stared at him, taken aback. She hadn’t expected that.

“I’ll do no such thing!”

“Nothing I haven’t already seen,” he raised an eyebrow at her and she furrowed hers.

“You get out first, and turn away.”

“Oh? So you can shoot me when I’m not looking? Not very heroic, is it, officer?”

“Don’t play dumb. I know you know I’m unarmed. Who knows how long you’ve been stalking me.”

He lowered his gaze in between them “Can’t promise the same for myself.” And with that, he proceeded to make his way out of the water. Stark naked, of course. She expected nothing less.

And when he made it to the shore and turned towards her, on full display, she bit her tongue. She definitely had expected less, as it turns out; nothing could’ve prepared her for that.

Whatever happened to cold water shrinkage?

“It’s not polite to stare.”

“Then put some bloody clothes on!” Her voice came off way higher than she’d intended it to.

The man shrugged and, to her dismay, he walked over to her pile of clothes and picked up her ranger hat, placing it on his head.

She couldn’t help but to let out an incredulous laugh.

“I meant, cover up!!”

Harry looked down at his crotch, seemingly completely unaffected by his state of undress. It was as if it was perfectly normal for him to just roam around naked like that in front of a literal stranger. He then grabbed the hat from atop his head and placed it over his groin, holding it there for a beat before letting it fall to the ground.

Y/N’s mouth fell agape, and then the man just shrugged again “Come out, and I’ll make it stay on this time. I promise you.”

Y/N was blushing profusely, so she turned around, more in an effort to keep him from seeing just how much he was affecting her than to give him privacy. “Sir!… Please!”

She heard him chuckle and waited a considerable amount of time for him to get dressed. When she thought it was safe to turn back around, she froze.

The man was gone.

She hadn’t heard him make his way through the greenery at all.

She looked around, but the coast was clear. If she couldn’t see him, it was very unlikely he could see her.

And just as he’d reminded her, it was nothing he hadn’t seen before.

She finally emerged from the lake and rushed to her clothes. Her swiss army knife was still there, nothing was missing.

Except for the mysterious man, who was now aware she knew about his secret. And that sent shivers down her spine, and not from how cold it was getting.

excerpt from Lupus Noctis- Chapter 2

this is a co-written fic by @fkinavocado and @gurugirl and you can read it on our joint account, @avocadoguru ❤️

we decided to post this excerpt from our separate blogs because sadly our joint blog isn't discoverable in search through tags yet :(

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siriuslystyle13 · 23 days

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You drew stars, around my scars

Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader

cw: scars, self loathing (Remus), hurt/comfort, FLUFF!!!

Yawning slightly and flattening down her hair, Y/n trekked down to breakfast in the great hall. Sitting down sandwiched in between Lily and Marlene, she grabbed a slice of toast, lathering it with a monstrous amount of butter.

Parting her lips to indulge in her breakfast, Y/n looked over to where her boyfriend, Remus usually sat. instead, she was greeted with the concerned faces of James, Sirius and Peter.

"Hold on, where's Rem?" She asked the three boys who stared back at her like deer in headlights. "He's still in bed Y/n, not feeling in top shape." James replied, raking a calloused hand through his thick black hair. "Mhm." Sirius interjected, his mouth full of cheerios. "its his..." the boy whispered cupping his mouth in his hands so only Y/n could hear. "time of the month"

How could've she forgotten? The full moon was tomorrow and Remus always struggled immensely in the days leading up to it.

Finishing her toast quickly, Y/n hastily got up from the table and rushed to the boys dormitory.

She found herself faced with the hard oak door and decided to knock to get Remus' attention instead of just barging in.

one knock... no reply

two knocks... still nothing, though Y/n could hear shuffling inside

three kno- "Sirius I swear to merlin I told you to leave me alone-"

"it's me Rem." Y/n spoke softly, he cheek to the door. At this, the handle turned and the door opened to reveal her boyfriend. Though sickly and pale looking, he was still beautiful.

"Hi dove" he murmured in exhaustion. Waiting for Y/n to open her arms and allow him in.

Y/n sat him down on the bed and cradled him in her arms as she stroked his hair.

"How could you like someone like me" He spoke, looking up at her with faint tears glistening in his eyes.

"whatever do you mean, lovely?" she stroked his cheek looking down at him in utter confusion and remus swore he had never seen a prettier sight.

"I'm a monster Y/n. You know it, I know it, James and Sirius know it."

"Remus you know that isn't true, I love you. Werewolf or not. I'm here. James and Sirius are here. You have friends, you have me."

Before the full moon, remus' self esteem always hit a low. Y/n believed it to be her duty to make sure he knew how loved and cared for he was.

"I love you Remus, I love everything about you. I love the way you make me laugh, I love how clever you are, I love your scars, the list goes on baby."

"I love you too Y/n." Remus replied, cuddling into her more. "I don't know what I would do without you."

"I vow to never let you find out." she chuckled, stroking his hair.

That's how they fell asleep, cuddled up. remus' head on Y/n's chest, encapsulated in her arms. Only to be found by James and Sirius later on in the day.

"oi guys come look at this." James whispered summoning Sirius and Peter.

"ew I think I might actually be sick" Sirius whisper wailed dramatically.

"well I think they're quite sweet." Peter smiles, attempting to move the other two out of the way so he could shut the door and leave you in peace.

hi guys! tysm for all of the love on 'in sickness and in health' I thought I might do something similar but a different fandom. if you have any requests let me know and I will do my best. thank you for reading!

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ltsokaylove · 3 months

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Chocolate?

A !young! Remus Lupin x reader

Summary: Your not feeling well, and Remus takes care of you ^^

Major fluff, no trigger warnings :))

Gender neutral reader :D

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Its almost lunchtime and you still haven't left your bed, well except to run to the bathroom when you got nauseous. But other that that, you got no other exercise. Unfortunately, that means you also hadn't left your room, which left you absolutely starving.

You were just turning over in bed, trying to get comfy even in your restless state, when a worried Remus (gently) busted through the door.

His face immediately softened once his eyes rested on your pale, sickly looking state. "Oh honey, what happened?" he slowly sits on the edge of your bed, feeling your forehead with the back of his hand.

Most of the tension in your body dissipates as you feel the softness and gentle warmth of his skin on your forehead. "M' sick," was the only reply you could muster in your sweaty, hungry, pain filled state.

He chuckles softly, "I really couldn't tell," he hands you a thermos cup from the messenger bag at his side. "Hot tea, I figured you were sick when you weren't at breakfast, its waffle day, your favorite," he kisses your head gently before helping you sit up.

You slowly sip the tea praying it will help rid you of your blaring headache and incredibly sore throat. While you were slightly disappointed about waffle day, you knew you probably wouldn't be able to keep it down anyways.

"Thanks," you reply softly as you sip the tea. There's a perfect combination of the flowery taste of the tea itself and sweetness of the honey he no doubt mixed in.

He grins standing as he begins to take stuff out of his bag and set it on the wide nightstand sitting next to your bed. He sets cough drops, water, ibuprofen and your favorite chocolate on your nightstand.

You have to clamp your jaw shut so it doesn't fall open at the genuine kindness of your boyfriend. "Remmy..."

He smiles, "Want some chocolate? I absolutely know you haven't eaten all day and that's not good, especially when your sick and dehydrate," he adds emphasis on 'not good' and 'dehydrated', to show how much he's worried.

"Alright," you gingerly try to take it from his hands but he grins mischievously before breaking off a piece and lifting it up to your lips. You roll your eyes and try not to smile as you bite into the chocolate, the lovely flavor of it spreading across your tongue.

He takes everything back from your hands and returns it to the nightstand before flipping the light off and climbing into bed with you.

"Remus, you have classes," but your words are muffled as he pulls you into his chest.

"Shh you're sick, I could care less about classes. Plus I'll get the homework from James later".

You eventually sigh, and lovingly roll your eyes at his antics before leaning into him, your arms wrapping around his waist. You're genuinely surprised that the chocolate didn't make you sicker. But in his arms you feel completely content. Maybe you'll get some sleep after all?

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missmielyhoran · 1 year

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Housemate

in which Y/N finds a cheap place to live...

(Werewolf!Harry × Florist!reader)

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Moving out was a hard task and harder than that was finding a place to live.

You thought packing your bags and moving out of your parents' house after one bad fight was some kind of badass move, but it came to bite you in the ass.

You were living in your best friend's apartment, but she herself was moving in with her boyfriend, and the apartment was already bought by the next owners, and you only had two days left.

Most of the places you saw were either too expensive, too shady, or too far from your shop.

Losing all hope, you sat down on the bench in the park and ate your burrito. Tears of frustration and anger were pricking in your eyes when a piece of paper flew straight on your face and stuck to it.

You removed it from your face groaning. The first thing you saw was 'housemate needed' in bold letters, and like fate pulling you in, you walked straight to the address, forgetting all about your burrito.

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Harry was in desperate need of a roommate. Someone would think being who he is, he wouldn't have to worry about bills and shit but it was a modern world, even his dad had to go to work.

His work pay wasn't cutting it, though. He was struggling to pay his bills and still have some money left for food and stuff or in his savings. Then Niall suggested getting a roommate like he did. The idea would have been great if he was a normal human being, but he wasn't. He was a walking danger.

A blaring warning signal on legs was who he was.

His house was beautiful if he said so himself. It was a decent size, two rooms, and a bathroom with an open kitchen-living room plan. Most of the walls decorated with pastels. Living room walls were baby blue but a specific shade he loved with loads of plants.

No one wanted to live near the forest, which was the problem. His house of near forest (for obvious reasons) and most of the people living there were either like him or old people who just wanted to live off their days in peace.

He had just plopped himself down on his couch when the bell rang. He stood up straight, something about whoever it was on the door made his senses perk up. He fixed his jeans and patchwork cardigan he made himself. Harry walked towards the door, the unknown feeling growing and growing.

He calmed and took a deep breath before opening the door. But when he did, he forgot how to breathe. There you were in a cute little yellow sundress with black boots and the biggest smile showing your dimple on the left cheek.

"Hi" You said like a bird in some disney movie. You looked like a disney character with big almost animated looking eyes, curly hair tied up in a half up do.

"Hi" He mumbled shyly and welcomed you in. He wasn't very outgoing but in front of you he felt different. It was like he was a teenager again interacting with crush for the first time.

He really hoped you would agree to live here cause he didn't know if he could let you go.

"I saw the ad for a housemate? I honestly didn't know flyers were still a thing you know cause of Craigslist and stuff. " You laughed lightly while Harry's face went red.

"My friend suggested I should get another person here cause of expenses, and I'm not good with the internet, so I did what I knew," He said, feeling a bit embarrassed. He grew up different from the others, and he also didn't like social media, to be honest.

He was basically a grandma in 25 years old boy's body, as Niall says.

"Oh no, I didn't mean it like that." Your eyes widened, thinking you had made him feel bad. The walking around the whole area has gotten you tired and maybe a grumpy, "Oh my god, I'm sorry"

That made him laugh, showing off the deep dimples on both sides of his cheeks, his eyes crinkling. He looked like a squished grape, but in a cute way, you just wanted to pinch his cheeks and hold his face for entern-

Woah there calm down.

"I like this place a lot," you said, turning away before you could do something embarrassing.

"I will show you around," He said, walking in front of you. It was a small house with a small entryway with a shoerack and medium-sized mirror. The living room was blue with loads of plants and a yellow couch with a matching love seat, giving it a pop of colour. The kitchen was also blue with white cupboards, an island facing the back o the couch.

There were two doors, one of which you guessed was Harry's room and other yours. "This is my room" He said opening the room, it was everything you expected, white walls with a blue accent wall, crumbled white sheets on bed in middle of the room, a desk near the window and loads of plants.

"Blue is your favorite I take," you teased, watching him smile shyly and mumble a yeah.

Then we got to the other room, it was sage green with an old couch in the middle and that was it. It was a decent size enough for you. There was a window just like in his. It was identical to most.

"So...do you like it?" Harry trailed off. He was anxiously looking at you trying to figure out if you liked it or not.

"I love it!" You gave him a big smile and walked in more to look around. The whole house had a musky smile, like soil after rain, foresty, and you were in love.

"I might have to tell you I might steal your clothes cause they look good and comfy." You teased him and gave a cheeky laugh.

Harry was about to jump in happiness like a puppy getting asked if he wanted a treat, and in a way, it was.

"You can take whatever you want." He smiled, and you there it was the urge to just pinch his cheeks, and this time you gave in.

You extened your hand and gave him a soft pinch on cheek, "You're soo cut-" You cut off your sentence and removed your hand. It felt like an electric shock went through when you touched him.

Harry felt it too, a lot harder than you. His eyes were matching his, wide in shock. You didn't know what it meant, and neither did Harry, but it wasn't something normal, and neither was them being so undeniably pulled towards each other.

"I never got your name," Harry asked in hushed in voice, your eyes on his emerald ones.

"Y/N," you replied in the same voice, not wanting to break the moment. Harry smiled, thinking how your name suited you a lot.

"Welcome to Lone Cottage, Y/N"

*****

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deansapplepie · 2 months

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Marchweres Day 4 - 5

Prompt: Cursed, Finding out

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: non-sexual nudity, werewolf shifting, mentions of being sick, bruises and cuts, probably ooc Remus lil angsty but ends fluff. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

A/N: I’m only writing for Daryl Dixon since last year, but there are ages that I have an idea about Remus and Sirius’ sister, but the idea is not this story I’m publishing now, but maybe they can be in the same world and that can be just the start. Remus is 20 in this one, therefore that’s why I’m using Andrew Garfield to represent him. I hope in the future I can bring “old” Remus here.

Not proof read.

It was dark times, the dark lord and his followers were unstoppable, killing and torturing muggle born and half-blood wizards and witches. You were part of the Order of The Phoenix and very often you’d need to reunite with all the others to talk about the next plans or missions.

The last thing your older brother wanted was for you to be involved in this, but both of you were already deep on it, being children of pure blood wizards that agreed to everything the dark lord was doing… Gods, you even had cousins that were death eaters. Being a Black wasn’t easy, specially when you were everything your family despised. At least you could stay at home, opposite as Sirius that was kicked out by your parents. There were still Regulus, but he was one of them… or at least you thought.

You pretended to not be involved in any of this, that you were in neither sides. You tried to be discreet so yours parents wouldn’t suspect. You were 18, had just gotten out of Hogwarts a year ago, your brother and his friends being 2 years older than you, the last years in Hogwarts were a little bit tedious to be honest. They were also your friends, and you missed their chaos all around the school, but now you could see them more often… specially because of the order pf the phoenix meetings.

Speaking of it… you noticed that he wasn’t in the last reunion. Remus wasn’t there, and by what you knew he wasn’t sent in any mission. You even asked Dumbledorre just to be sure, and he answered you with a smile and a mischief in his features that he didn’t. As soon as you got home you sent Remus an owl, asking if he would be home, you’d pay him a visit. The truth was, you had a crush on him, since you were 11 and as you got older is just became bigger and bigger, besides being one of your dearest friends, he always refused your investments and you never really understood. Of course he went out with other girls, but he never dated any of them, he looked you with so much tenderness that you thought it was impossible he didn’t like you back like you wished. But he didn’t. Remus looked at the world like this, he was someone so smart and good, and it was clear he struggled with something, but even like this he always looked at the world with love.

Some hours later you received an answer from him, a simple answer.

‘Don’t come, I’m sick.’

Did he really believe it would stop you from going to see him? Now, you NEEDED to see him. Why being all by himself, if he could have someone taking care of him? You changed your clothes, found some chocolate you had stored in your room and then apparated to his small cottage in the middle of the woods. His reclusion was too much sometimes, but that was your opinion and if he was happy like this, what were you supposed to do.

You walked to the front door and knocked on it. It was taking a while for him to open it and you were almost entering the house to see if he was good.

“What are you doing here?” You got startled by the angry voice that was normally so calm and contained.

“You said you are sick. I came to check on you.” You held the bag with chocolates firmly in your hands.

“I told you to not come…” he said greeted teeth.

The sky was getting darker and darker, soon the moon and the stars would appear.

“You shouldn’t be alone when you’re sick.”

“You shouldn’t be…” He started to say, but was cut by a wince of pain.

“Rem… what are you feeling? How can I help?” You touched his arms in comfort for his pain.

Another grunt of pain, he nearly snarled and stepped in your direction making you walk backwards. He put his hand in the door behind you. The moon was now high in the sky, a beautiful full moon, it would have been nice to appreciate it with him if he wasn’t feeling bad.

“Rem…”

“You shouldn’t have come!” He looked in your eyes , a hint of insanity on it… his face, it looked different. His nose seemed more pronounced than the normal, his ears more pointer… “Leave.”

“Rem, I don’t… understand.” You were scared, what was happening. If you didn’t know any better…

“LEAVE!” You were static, you had never seen him this aggressive. He wasn’t like that.

He pushed himself away from you, going to the middle of the patio. You couldn’t move as you watched him curve himself in pain as his body changed.

“Go! Go inside!” You didn’t move, you couldn’t as you watched your friend turning into a werewolf.

When the change finished and he howled at the moon, was the moment you woke up from your trance. You turned around and opened the door getting in. You locked the door behind you and observed as he disappeared into the woods.

You didn’t notice when you fell asleep… you kept sat by the window observing the darkness worried about him. You glanced at the sky a few times observing the moon and the stars, and at some point you fell asleep.

You woke listening to soft knocks on the door. You opened your eyes, the morning light blinding you. When you looked around you and noticed you were not home, you came back to your senses. ‘Remus’, you thought.

You ran to the door, opening it as quickly as you could. When you opened you were faced with an exhausted naked Remus, he had some cuts on his skin and you couldn’t care less the man you loved was naked in front of you, your priority was to take care of him. The look on his hazel and eyes were heartbreaking, you tried to get to him and help him inside, but he entered without your help avoiding contact with you.

Before you could say anything to him, he started to talk. “Are you happy now that you know my secret? You couldn’t stay away when I told you to. Now you know I’m a monster! Someone cursed with lycanthropy, a danger to everyone around.”

“Remus… you’re not a monster.” You said, taking a blanket from the couch and wrapping it around him. “You’re just Remus. This isn’t something you choose because you’re evil, I don’t know the story, I just found out, but I know it was probably an accident.”

“Aren’t you disgusted? Aren’t you afraid of me? I could hurt you.” He observed while he studied your face. Now that man speaking sounded more like your Remus, he wasn’t angry anymore, at least not as much as he was before. He seemed relieved, calm… sorta worried, but just Remus.

“I would never have any of these negative feelings towards you. I know you since I was eleven, we’ve known each other for years. I know you aren’t evil. You’d never hurt me, till the last minute you were trying to tell me to go to safety.” You got closer to him, your hands cupped his face while you saw all the bruises and cuts he had. You ran your fingers through his hair and he closed his eyes at such tenderness. “Do the boys know?”

“Yes.” He confirmed and opened his eyes. “Don’t fight them, I asked them to not tell you.”

“You shouldn’t. If I knew, I could have been preparing Wolfsbane potions for you. It would be a little better for you of you could keep your human mind when you changed. You know I’m good at it, I can do it.”

“I’m sorry, I was afraid you’d be scared of me and wouldn’t want to be my friend anymore.” He trembled a little effect of his shifting and the long night he had.

You directed him to the sofa and made him sit. “I’d never not like you or be scared of you.” You stood in front of him and caressed his cheek. “Take some rest, I’m going to make something for you to eat. If you eat everything, I may give you the chocolate I brought for you.” You smiled at him and curved to give him a kiss on his face. His heart skipped a beat, he had had a crush on you for ages, but even with your brother telling him he should make a move and date you, he’d never put you on that risk, not even now that you knew everything. For him, having your sweet friendship was already enough…

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buckybarnesb-tch · 2 years

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The Wolf in My Head -Klaus M.

(Harry Potter Cross-Over)

Warning: Smut and Primal Play (Chasing)

Word Count: 6.8k

Summary: After the war, the battle at Hogwarts, the hunting Horcrux's and watching people she considered friends die, Y/n was ready to find a little peace in her life. She moves to America after some...advice...from a Professor, where she meets her mate, after a little bump in the road known as Damon Salvatore. What happens when Y/n gets a visit from someone she never thought would get out of Azkaban? Can her mate save her?

"This is getting ridiculous Damon, I'm your girlfriend! The least you can do is talk to me!" I shouted at him in the middle of his living room.

"I've been trying to save Elena, like I have to go do right now, Klaus has her and is using her in his ritual!"

"Then tell me that, talk to me, don't ignore my calls for a week and pretend I don't exist! You think I would have a problem with you helping Elena?"

"Yes!" I could see him getting more and more angry but it was like I couldn't stop yelling at him, he's been ignoring me for a week, and now it's as if we're not even together anymore. We were closer than anything since he first moved to town and now it's like it's all over. I had half a mind to hex him into next week. I was a witch, though he wouldn't know that, I never trusted him enough to tell him, thank god I didn't, and even though around here being a witch is common, not a wand wielding one who attended Hogwarts for 7 years. I had just come back from my last year and the war when I met Damon, and fell in love with him, or at least, I thought I did.

"Why? Why would that bother me? She's my friend!"

"Because I'm In Love With Her!" He yelled and we both froze.

"You...You love her?"

"Y/n, wait-"

"Elena? Your brothers girlfriend? So what? You used me? I was just some fuck until you could be with her?" He didn't say anything, but he didn't have to, I knew the answer when I looked into his eyes. I turned away from him before taking off out the door into the woods. I was going to run back home, but somewhere in my downpour of tears, I lost where I was and just ended up sitting down. Probably not the smartest thing to do in the middle of the night on a full moon, but I honestly didn't care anymore. After everything that had happened in my life, I really thought it was going to get better...being friends with The Chosen One wasn't easy, a new fight for our lives every year, but with Harry, Ron and Hermione, I never minded. Once the war was over, I ended up sitting with Professor Trelawney who had been injured, I had just brought her something to eat when she went rigid. 'He will find you.' If that being the first thing out of her mouth didn't scare me to high hell I didn't know what would. 'After centuries of searching, centuries of pain, he will find his love in you. You will be the reason his cold, undead heart beats again.' Her voice was distorted, almost growling but not completely which made her choke when she finally stopped, looking at me confused. 'I'm sorry dear girl, have you been speaking?' I left after that, moving to America, needing an change and knowing it's where most vampires chose to reside, my friends supporting me completely and agreeing that ‘centuries’ had to mean a vampire. She gave me hope back in an aspect of my life I thought was never possible, thinking I was going to die fighting death eaters one day made a love life through the last few years seem pointless, but she gave me hope, even if he was a vampire as it seemed...I should have known she was wrong,she always was...right?

I don't know how long I sat there and cried, a few minutes, or hours, I couldn't even tell, but at some point I found myself falling asleep against a tree, just as I was drifting off I heard a voice that snapped me awake again. "Niklaus! Stop! Y/n? Is that you child?" I looked up to see Elijah standing above me, before locking eyes with a wolf flanking him. He made this adorable whining sound when he looked at me and before I knew it he was covering my face with sloppy wet kisses.

"Hey, hey! Dog slobber! Stop!" I laughed and he whined, laying on my lap, looking up at me.

"That's...strange." Elijah spoke and I was confused but shrugged it off, trying to get up, before I quickly realized this wolf wasn't going to move.

"Help?"

"Niklaus, let the lady up. What are you doing out here? It's not safe at night, you should go inside." He instructed as Klaus huffed, standing up and making sure not to step on my legs, sitting beside me, breathing hot dog breath on my face instead.

"I would, but I'm kind of-" I cut myself off as I looked up and saw my house right through a few trees. "That's my house...I got lost outside my house...I am the definition of pathetic." I sighed before walking off, only to be followed by wolf!Klaus. "What is he doing?"

"Following you. I believe my brother has imprinted on you. It's something he was incapable of doing until tonight. Basically you're his-"

"Mate." I cut him off, stunned. "Now's not a great time for this okay, so take him, and get back to whatever you were doing before. I broke up with my boyfriend like 2 hours ago, I don't need a mate right now." I heard a loud whine from beside me but ignored it. "Besides, he's a wolf right now, he won't remember this later right? Just don't tell him, I'll make sure he never sees me again." I didn't give Elijah the chance to respond before I walked through my back yard, into my house and collapsed in bed as soon as I entered my room.

The next day I found myself curled up under a blanket on my couch, watching old movies and eating ice cream. I had been doing this since I woke up. Somewhere around noon, as I was getting a new tub of ice cream, and refilling my soda I heard my door bell and walked to the front door. I opened it to find a bouquet of flowers and a heart shaped box of chocolate on my porch. I was about to toss them away, assuming they were from Damon before reading the note. 'I could never forget you. My love is forever yours. -NM'

NM? Oh my god. How could Klaus have remembered last night? I thought werewolves never did! Maybe him being a hybrid made it different...damn.

I grabbed a vase and my wand before putting the roses into it. "Aguamenti." I said, filling the vase slightly and placing the flowers on my living room table, before going back to my movie. I decided half way through my movie I probably needed actual food at some point today, so I through on an outfit and walked over to the grill, ignoring the Daily Prophet sitting on my table reading 'Escaped Death Eaters Found Hiding in America'. Maybe if I had read it, it would have saved me a lot of problems. I ordered quickly to go and sat at the bar drinking, waiting for it, rolling my eyes as I heard someone sit beside me a few moments later. "I'm not in the mood." I hissed.

"Sorry love, just wanted to introduce myself, I'm Klaus." I looked up from my drink quickly, looking into the face of the hybrid himself.

"Damn, why do you have to be attractive?" I groaned, dropping my head on the bar and he chuckled, rubbing my back.

"I'm pleased you like what you see love."

"What do you want from me? Huh? 'Cause frankly, I'm getting tired of guys pretending to be in love with me, so whatever you want, get it over with."

He looked stunned, and slightly hurt at my words. "I don't want anything more or less than you Y/n, and I will wait as long as I have to. You are my imprint, my mate, and I truly do love you, but if you tell me who hurt you I would be more than happy to kill them." I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped me as he said this, I then grabbed my food and began walking out. "Are you planning on pretending nothing happened?"

"Yep." I said, yet he continued following me.

"I will live in agony every day, a werewolf without his mate may as well be dead." My mind froze upon hearing this, seeing faces in my mind, flashing back to a time I would rather not relive...the war...the moment I killed Fenrir Greyback's mate...the moment I killed Lavender Brown...I could still hear his horror filled screaming in my dreams, but he had turned her and convinced her to join Voldemort, she came at me...what else could I do?

"I know...I really do, but trust me when I say that's so much better than being mated to me." And I truly believed it was.

"No, I don't believe you, stop walking!" He demanded and I listened, hating myself and the pull he had over me. "So this isn't about you being mated to me, this is about you having terrible self-esteem?" I glared venomously at him, before turning and continuing up my street and onto my porch. "That came out wrong, but still! There's nothing wrong with you love, please listen to me?" I then found myself spun around and a pair of soft lips against my own. I dropped the bag I was holding in order to wrap my arms around his neck, feeling my hips meet his as he held my waist to him tightly. I was in the middle of the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced, but unfortunately...I need air. I pulled away, breathing deeply, smiling as he nuzzled his face into my neck. "Please don't give this up?" He pleaded and I sighed, kissing him again.

"Fine, if not just because that was the best kiss I've ever had in my life." I laughed, watching his face light up.

"Come on, I'm taking you to dinner." I rolled my eyes, inviting him in and getting ready for a date with my...mate...wow, that's weird to say. He took me to a cute little diner and we spent the evening getting to know each other. "I want to thank you for giving me a chance, but im confused as to why you didnt want to. I assumed it was because of who I am but that’s not it, so why? Don't you feel the mating pull too?" I nodded and I honestly did, my chest had felt tight since I left him and Elijah the night before but since seeing him again it had stopped, not only that but every time he smiled at me my heart fluttered. "Then why did you want to deny this? It's clear from how you speak that the problem isnt me...why do you think you don't deserve to be loved?" He saw right through me and I cursed the mating bond for that.

"Its kind of a long story...you need to understand I'm trusting you with my biggest secret." He nodded, leaning forward slightly as I pulled my wand from my boot and his eyes went wide.

"Youre a wand wielder?! That was completely unexpected. Though it doesnt answer my question." I shrugged.

"You heard about the recent war in the wizarding world?" He shook his head, it's shocking that people can be completely ignorant of it. "A dark lord rose to power many years ago and was killed by a baby. A boy named Harry Potter. He murdered Harrys parents when he was 1 because of a prophesy saying Harry would kill him basically. His mother saved him, sacraficed herself, and in that moment when Voldemort tried to kill him the curse rebounded, killing Voldemort. Though he had a safety net. He created Horcruxs." I smiled at the look on my mates face when he didnt understand. He paid, despite my insistence to pay for myself and walked from the restaurant holding my hand before getting into his car. "A Horcrux is an object in which one conceals a part of their soul, making them unable to die. Voldemort had 7. Its a truly horrible, dark form of magic, but thats how he came back. One of his servants, they were called Death Eaters, brought him back and he tried taking control of our world. Harry stopped him. Harry, Ron, Hermione and I searched for months, tracking the Horcruxs, before destroying him. He died at our school, where the final battle took place, it was a blood bath, so many dead, and for what? Just because some crazy man wanted to rule the world..." At this point Klaus had driven me home and was helping me from the car but he never once stopped listening to me. "Ive done some truely horrible things, and I dont deserve a mate Klaus. You deserve someone so much better."

"What did you do thats worse than all the things I've done." I cringed, feeling as if someone was squeezing my heart as I thought about someone killing Klaus and leaving me alive. We haven't known each other a day and I already feel like this. No one deserves this...not even someone like Fenrir Greyback. I threw my arms around his neck, holding him tightly to my body.

"Trust me, you don't want to know."

"Y/n, I-"

"Not right now okay? Im not able to talk about it yet. Please respect that?" He nodded, pulling back from the hug and making me look at him.

"Of course, I won’t ask again, as long as you promise to give us a chance." I knew I couldn’t say no to him, no matter how hard I tried to.

"Okay...you'll just have to put up with my moments of self doubt." I agreed, making the biggest smile appear on his face.

"I love everything about you, and nothing will ever change that." God, I hope thats true.

Nik and I spent nearly everyday together now that I agreed to give him a chance. He went away periodically, changing his hybrids now that I helped him fix the problem with them, figuring out how to make it so he no longer needed Elena's blood, and I found myself feeling more and more lonely each time he was gone, the bond growing the more time we spent together.

I was currently in my kitchen, cooking dinner for the two of us, knowing he would be back any minute, when there was a knock on the door. I was confused as he never knocks, but I put the knife down as I walked to the door. "Did you forget your key again babe? I keep telling you to-" I was cut off by a fist in my nose just as the door swung open. I opened one eye as I tried to get up from the floor, seeing my worst nightmare staring me in the face. "Greyback..."

"Witch. Lovely to see you again. I’ve been waiting for this for a long time." He growled, casting a spell and covering me in chains, making me unable to reach for my wand. "Today is the day I will finally have my revenge, but I promise not to do this too quickly, we want it to hurt now don't we?" I shook my head as he walked passed me and into the kitchen, coming back with my knife. "A year I've been without her. A year of constant torture and agony. You deserve so much worse than I can give you, but i will try none the less." I hissed as the blade dug into my collarbone, sliding all the way down to just above my nipple, making him laugh as the blood began soaking my shirt, before sliding it across my cheek next.

"The Lavender I knew would have rather been dead than be what you made her!" I knew it was true, and I think on some level so did he as he snarled, pulling my hair back and sinking his fangs into the back of my neck where it quickly began burning much stronger than any of the cuts on my body. He brought the knife back to my skin next and this went on for a few moments, another cut on my stomach, across my hips and one down my left thigh before anything happened. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye as my boyfriend arrived at the still fully open front door, staring for a moment before punching the wolf in the back of the head, knocking him out. He was about to finish him off before I spoke.

"Nik! Get these off of me! Hurry!" I insisted, trying to ignore the pain in my neck and he broke the chains before biting into his hand and giving me his blood. I felt the gashes in my skin close quickly, even the bite, though it still burned slightly before I jumped up, grabbing my wand and pushing him to the door.

"Wait, where are we going?"

"To call the aurors, to send him back to prison."

"Why dont you just let me kill him?"

"Because he's an Azkaban prisoner, and I have to follow wizarding laws, which means sending him back." I was about to cast a patronus when i felt a curse him me full force in the chest, knocking me backwards.

"I wont go back to Azkaban. The only reason I'm still alive is so that I can kill you Witch, then I will slip into peaceful oblivion and join my mate once again."

"I get wanting to be with your mate, but thats no reason to try and take mine with you!" Klaus growled at him as I sat up from the grass. Fenrir stared at him, stunned, before looking back at me and laughing out loud.

"She’s your mate? My condolences. It must be terrible having to live with a mate who gets her jollys murdering others mates!" I stood, feeling Klaus' eyes on me.

"What is he talking about?"

"You didn’t tell him?" Fenrir cackled. "She killed my Lavender, murdered her right in front of me and didnt even have the decency to kill me aswell."

"If you remember, I tried to, you ran off." He snarled, pointing his wand at me but I disarmed him quickly.

"You killed his mate?" Klaus was looking at me as if he couldnt believe what he was hearing.

"It wasnt as straight forward as that, but I did tell you I wouldnt make a good mate. You are right though, I should have made sure to kill you after killing your mate. Avada Kadavra!" I exclaimed, watching him fall to the ground as a green light hit him. I then spelled his body away knowing someone somewhere would find it and alert the aurors, but it wasn't about to be me. I then picked up the long silver lined wand he had left behind and tucked it into my boot along with mine until I could put it in my trunk.

"Can you explain what the fuck is happening now?" I sighed, nodding, feeling myself lifted before being carried upstairs. I washed the blood off of myself quickly in the shower, taking special care of the bite which had healed as much as it was going to and left a scab to scar over, which was something not even Nik's blood can heal, before changing and going back downstairs. "Talk to me love."

"She was my friend." He looked at me confused. "His mate. Lavender. She was sweet, and loving, and naive. She didnt know anything about werewolves really, but she couldn’t deny the bond she felt. She had always wanted someone to love her, a month before she had her first real heart break when my friend Ron dumped her, and she did everything he wanted from the moment she met him. She became a Death Eater, killed innocent muggles, and helped him attack Hogwarts in the war. He destroyed everything that was Lavender Brown the day he met her. She came at me and I killed her, like she would have me. I would have killed him as well but he ran away. I told you, i don’t deserve a mate, let alone one like you."

"Y/n, look at me." I sighed, doing as he asked and feeling his hands on my face. "It was not your fault. There's a lot to say for the power an Alpha can have over his mate, and he definitely was an Alpha, especially if she's a wolf too...was she?" I nodded.

"He turned her." The look of utter confusion on his face would have been adorable if it weren't such a serious moment. "Lycanthropy is real, it's a disease humans can contract that turns them into a 'werewolf'. Not completely wolf like, you look exactly like a wolf. They look almost human like still, can walk on two legs...fucking scary as hell."

"No more werewolves here, anyone with that disgusting disease shows up here again and I'll kill them." I knew it was already too late for that, just because he wasn't a wolf at that moment, doesn't mean his bite won't effect me, Ron's brother suffered wolf like symptoms upon his run in with Greyback and that was further from the full moon. I wouldn't turn, and I knew that, but I also knew whatever was going to be different, wasn't something I would be able to hide from a werewolf, let alone my mate. "Seeing you at the mercy of another Alpha did something to me Y/n, something instinctual that I didn't know I had. I need you love, Now." His voice changed as he said the last word and I felt a chill straight down my spine, my need for him rising to a strange new height. We had only been dating for a month and a half and only began being intimate about 2 weeks ago, both of us wanting our relationship to be about more than just our physical attraction, which we most definitely had. But now, as he sat before me, hands now on my thighs and eyes staring into mine intensely, I grew wet, smelling something delicious. It didn't take me but a moment to figure out it was him that I was smelling when something inside of me snapped and I lunged forward, pinning him to the couch and grinding against his hard length. He took pause as I did this, clearly shocked as I had never been very forward in sexual situations, and seemed to be racking his brain for the answer when I saw his nostrils flair once, twice, three times and he growled. My brain was becoming fuzzy, my bite burning like crazy, and I had an inkling of what was going on.

I had become good friends with Fleur after she married Ron's brother Bill, and we had talked several times about his effects after his run in with Greyback. He obviously doesn't change on the full moon but he has wolf-like characteristics since he was bitten 2 weeks before the full moon, one of which seems to be an instinctual need for your mate that can occasionally dominate your thought process. The way he explained it to her was his brain gets foggy and he can't think straight, his body almost completely taking over the...situation, leaving him with an animalistic need to fuck her. She likes it, which is why Bill has no problem with it, but I knew I had to stop.

"Y/n...why do you smell like that?" I knew in that moment he caught another Alphas scent on me and he didn't like it at all, the shower should have washed his scent off me and since it didn't...he had figured it out, I knew he had. He pushed me to the other side of the couch, now on top of me with his hand around my neck. I hissed as the tip of his finger brushed against my scabbed over skin and he turned me quickly so he could see it, snarling in a way I had never before heard. As he did that I felt myself become even more wet and knew I needed this to stop, mustering up all my strength to shove him off of me. Unfortunately I had a lot more strength now than I did an hour ago and he was shoved off of me, and across the room.

"Nik...I'm scared." I told him when he jumped up, snarling again and it seemed to give him pause. "Why is this happening?"

I could see him working to calm himself down and somewhere deep down I was touched that he was fighting his dominant instincts so he could help me with my fear. "You were turned by another wolf...I don't know much about his kind, but as my mate, you want me to mark you...you need it...crave it...your body is responding to my need as well...I need to show you who you belong to now that you smell like him. Have I ever given you reason to fear me?" I shook my head as he stepped closer and my brain grew foggier as his scent overtook me once again. "Just relax and feel...it's okay to fall into it with me...I know what you want instinctually and I will give it to you...but you know what I want too...it's okay to give into me Y/n..." I stood as he stepped closer and he stopped as I stepped closer next, giving me a moment to figure it out which I appreciated. He has had a long time to figure out his instincts, I'm new to it and trusting him with everything I have. I sniff the air as I get closer, becoming addicted to his musky scent almost immediately. "Do I smell nice little kitten?" His voice had dropped 2 octaves and I could hear the growl behind it making me nod as I finally got to him, sniffing his neck now which was just above my sight line as I was several inches shorter than him. His arm came around me and pulled us together so my chest was pressed to his and I found it easier to smell him.

"Smell like woods...pine trees...bourbon...blood...smell like..."

"What?"

"...Alpha." He groaned, leaning his head down and sniffing at my neck too, my scent having changed I'm sure.

"Still smell like Y/n...mint...soap...raspberries...something...something spicy. Always been there but more now..." I nodded, knowing what it was.

"Magic, has a spicy smell to creatures...I..." I whined, no longer willing to talk as my mind became...almost dizzy. I could see and feel everything and I had control but not completely. I let that feeling take over, trusting Nik to take care of me and the moment I did I felt it, an almost...presence in the back of my brain and I heard her voice. Lupin had once told me he could hear his wolf sometimes, when he was in control, he would talk to him or sometimes even for him. 'He wants us! Mate wants us! Give him what he wants!' 'What does he want?' I tested the water, seeing how I communicated with her. 'Run! Wants you to run!' 'He's a hybrid, he would catch me in seconds!' 'Not about catching...chasing...wants to chase! Run!' In that moment I made a choice that would impact our relationship forever...I listened. Just as Nik's fangs descended and I felt he was about to bury them into my neck I ducked under his arm and took off towards my back door.

"Thank you kitten, for making it interesting." I pulled the door open and ran through the trees in my back yard, the woods becoming thicker right away but somehow I was navigating it like a pro. I could hear him behind me and knew he wasn't running nearly as fast as he could, he was enjoying our game of Hunter and Prey. When he began closing in on me I figured the game was over but she had other plans. 'Slower! Duck!' I did as she said and nearly fell, watching Nik hit the ground as he tried to lunge at me. He looked up at me, clearly impressed and I smiled, happy to make my alpha proud of me. 'Go!' I didn't even think about it as my body did as it was instructed and I realized how into this I had gotten as my body was almost moving of its own accord. As I kept running I saw the edge of a cliff drop off and about 20 feet in front of it was the other side which made me think this game was over and as I heard him chuckle behind me I realized he knew as well. 'Jump.' 'What?!' 'Jump!' 'No! Are you crazy?! I'm human!' 'Not human! Not anymore! Jump!' She was growling harder now and I realized I was going to do it just as my Alpha did. "Y/n! It's time to stop kitten, you can't make that and you know it!" 'Prove him wrong! We're strong, worthy mate!' 'Yes I am! I am worthy! I'm a good mate!' I slowed for a fraction of a second, making my Alpha believe I was quitting and heard him slow down as I pushed my legs harder, reaching the edge, and leaping, pushing my legs as hard as I could and if I'm being honest I closed my eyes for a moment before opening them again and landing hard, rolling a few times before looking behind me to see my Alpha had stopped at the edge, his jaw slack and his eyes wide.

"Don't tell me I can't! Good mate! Worthy mate! Can do anything!" My voice wasn't necessarily deeper as I spoke, more distorted, gravely and somehow a higher pitch. It was her voice that I didn't know could come out of me. His head tilted to the side and his eyes darkened. 'Run! Now! Gonna catch us!' 'He's all the way over there, we're fine.' I was proven wrong quickly as he bent his knees and seemed to use no effort at all to jump after me. By the time I had even moved to begin turning around he was on me, pinning me to the ground immediately. As his arm came to move my head I turned it, digging my teeth into him, quickly tasting blood though he had my throat almost instantly as I tried to get away, struggling as hard as I could.

"We're done with that kitten, Alpha loved it but you lost, and now you're mine. My beautiful, worthy mate." My body sang as he said this and I stopped fighting him almost immediately. Not a moment later my throat began...vibrating? 'Happy! Alpha made happy! Purring! Make him happy!' "You are just full of surprises kitten, don't you sound so pretty for your Alpha, singing all nice for me." He was talking to me so sweetly and yet ripping at my clothes like an animal, tearing my shirt from my body.

We had only had sex 3 times before, only 1 of which wasn't a 'quicky'. Our first time together, exploring each other was very gentle and loving, he was kind and respectful and worshipped my body until I could take no more. The other 2 times were in public, one in the grille where he had me ride him at our table in the back and the other in a bookstore where he took me on a date, he had pinned me against the wall and wrapped my legs around his waist, thrusting into me faster than before chasing his release, but this moment was unlike any we had ever had.

His lips connected with my collar bone as he tossed my torn shirt to the side, nipping at my skin as I grabbed his shirt, tearing it right down the middle. I had never felt this kind of attraction in my life, my need for my mate now at a primal level that I never knew existed but he seemed to have the same need for me as he tore my bra off next. I wrapped one of my legs around his and shoved, rolling us over so I was on top, finally getting his shirt completely off before I was pinned down again. "What do you think you're doing kitten?" He growled, biting again, his fangs not on display and his dull teeth leaving nothing but a soon to be bruise in its wake.

"Skin, touch...need to touch Alpha." I reached my arms around him and dug my fingers into his skin, scratching my way down and hearing a savage growl come from his throat.

"Touch all you want kitten, but don't try to move me again or I'll give you a bite you won't soon forget." I don't think he realized that was just incentive for me to do it again.

"Please? Alpha, please?" I begged, lifting my hips and trying to grind into him but he moved with me to keep it from happening, making me whine in need.

"Please what kitten?" He was nipping and biting his way down my body and stopped with his face right in front of my crotch, his nose trailing up my pussy, making me whimper with my pants and panties in the way. He took a deep breath, kissing my clit over my clothes and taking in my scent. "You're soaking wet for me, my little mate."

"Please fuck me? Alpha please?! Can't take it anymore, need to be yours!" There were now tears leaking from my eyes, sexual frustration combined with the bite mark on the back of my neck that was burning.

He chuckled and I huffed, trying to pull him closer. "You are mine kitten." I wrapped my leg around his again, trying to get him to bite me, needing the burning to stop and he grabbed my leg, pinning it back to the ground. "What did I say would happen next time?"

"Bite me! Please! It burns Alpha, make it stop! Need you!" He looked down at me, shocked and reached towards the mark on my neck, his hand covering it and cooling the skin down instantly.

"Okay kitten, alright. Alpha will take his time with you later if that's what you need." I nodded frantically, my wolf shouting in the back of my mind, my instincts going crazy, my body frustrated and horny and my neck on fire, it was all becoming too much for the first time and Nik understood quickly that that's what my problem was. I knew he wanted to take his time with me but I was touched that he would wait for that so I could feel better. He tore my pants off, my panties joining them on the forest floor as he pulled his off too. "Hold still kitten, Alpha is going to fix it." He thrust into me almost painfully and didn't pause for even a moment, thrusting into me like a man possessed. "You've thought about this before haven't you love?" I whined, not able to form a coherent sentence at the moment but knowing he was right. "Didn't need to be a werewolf to want me to treat you like my bitch." I knew I wasn't going to be able to last long, especially now that he was talking like this, but I suppose that is his point. Alphas bite their mate in a moment of euphoria for the both of them, which is when they mate for the first time. "Wanted this since the moment you found out what I was, haven't you?" I was now actively trying not to explode, legitimately feeling that I was going to spontaneous combust. "Wanted your Alpha to hold you down..."

"Alpha, please-"

"Rut you..." I yelped as he thrust particularly hard and at this point, his speed had to be compared to that of a jack hammer. I never would have been able to even imagine being fucked like this.

"Can't hold it in anymore...please...so close Alpha..."

"Breed you..." That was all it took. The coil like tension in my belly snapped and I've never come so hard in my life. I wrapped around him like a weed as his fangs sank into my flesh and I howled, many feelings overtaking my body, relief and ecstasy being the most prominent. I felt him finish as well, filling me up more than ever before and I was panting like a dog in heat, still clinging to him, nuzzling his neck in my after glow. He held me tightly, rolling us so I was on top now and comfortable on him, not the ground. We stayed there, just completely comfortable with each other for probably about 20 minutes before I sat up, stretching my body and pulling myself off of his, sitting beside him. He sat up as well, pulling my back to his chest and kissing my neck over his new mark and making me shiver. "I love you Y/n, completely and whole heartedly."

"I love you too...and you know...if you had talked to me about it, even if he hadn't bit me, I would have done this for you." He looked at me, surprised. "Wouldn't have been the same I'm sure, but if you had told me you wanted to play hunter I would have happily given you that...just talk to me about it." He nodded once.

"I didn't want to make you uncomfortable, it's a strange thing and-"

"But I'm your mate. It can be as strange as you want Nik, I love you and I want to make you as happy as you make me. I...I know I'm kind of inexperienced and awkward sometimes...I'm only 18, I grew up in boarding school, wizarding boarding school but still, I've never really had a real relationship and...I get nervous that I'm gonna do something wrong and disappoint you, I-"

"Y/n, you could never disappoint me. I know I'm significantly older and more experienced, but that doesn't matter to me. You're my mate, you were made for me in every way, you are and always will be the best sex I've ever had. This was...wow. I've never felt like you just made me feel, not in 1000 years of life. I don't want you to be nervous about anything we do, and if you are, just talk to me. I will always take care of you...in every way." I giggled as he growled in my ear before reaching for my torn pants. "I think we're going to be traveling back home without them unfortunately." I snorted.

"Maybe you are." I pulled my wand from the hidden pocket I have in all my pants that I use when I don’t have my boots and smirked, pointing it at my clothes. "Repairo" I watched as my clothes began to fix themselves and I quickly began getting dressed. Nik cleared his throat and I smiled, doing the spell once again on his clothes before we began walking back home hand in hand. "So, breeding huh?" I looked over at him and saw the faintest blush on his cheeks.

"Sorry, I-" I shook my head.

"Nothing to be sorry for, I liked it, though if you finishing inside me is going to be a thing for us I should probably look into birth control if you don't actually want something to happen." He sighed, kissing my hand delicately.

"Love, I'm a vampire. It's not possible." I snorted.

"Klaus, you're a hybrid now. Part werewolf, werewolves can have kids. You can't tell me which side is stronger than the other. I've seen weirder things happen in the world to supernatural creatures is all I'm saying." He pulled me to a stop and I looked up to see a shocked yet...hopeful face.

"You think it could be possible...you think I could have a child?" I shrugged.

"I have some friends who could help us figure it out, we would really need to think about that, and measure the potential danger for me to carry a hybrids child, however it's likely that it would just be a little harder than it would be for a normal werewolf. I'll send Hermione a patronus and see what she can find out about-" I was cut off by my mate lifting me into his arms and kissing the daylights out of me.

"Not only do you think it's possible, but you're willing to have a baby with me...I don't know what I did to deserve you Y/n Y/L/n, but I'm never letting you go."

"I don't know what I did to deserve you either...but I really must thank Professor Trelawney..."

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Klaus' wolf speaking

Y/n speaking to her wolf

Y/n's wolf speaking)

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Lycan 2 (HS)

Summary: Y/N Y/L/N is forced to return to the town where she was born for extraordinary reasons. Her father is extremely sick and on the verge of passing away. Alsfield has changed and is far from what she remembers and even though she lived in town until her high school graduation she barely recognizes it. The town hides a big secret from a few individuals that live in it including Y/N. The man who maintains the town's secret and protects it is no other than Harry Styles. Things take a sudden twist when they meet. Numerous things will impede Y/N from returning to San Francisco to her somewhat ordinary life, will she be able to abandon the town that she had successfully escaped the first time? What is the big secret that the townspeople are hiding, and what is Y/N's role in it? Who is Harry? Where does he come from? Had she met him before? And what does he want from her?

Author's note: I know that I've kept you all waiting for the next chapter of Lycan, but I wanted to get ahead and post a few more chapters on my Patreon. Anyway without further do, here you go! I hope you enjoy.

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Word count: 1.2K

The last time that Y/N had been in her house had been the day after her graduation. She had just recently turned eighteen. Her father hadn’t even gone to her graduation. She had gone on her own and when her name had been called, no one had cheered for her.

The situation was very eerie for her, which was why she wanted to run as soon as she crossed the front door. Nothing had changed, everything was still in the same place. Her mother’s paintings were still hung on the walls and even though the house was covered in dust, everything looked organized. She was surprised not to find bottles all over the house. It only meant that someone had cleaned the house before he was admitted to the hospital.

The power was off and so was the water. So, she went upstairs to check the state of her old bedroom.

“Great” she mumbled, as she saw that her room had become a storage room. Her bed was covered with clothes. She couldn’t even walk past the door without bumping into some type of furniture.

Y/N couldn’t stay at the house and not because the bedroom was disorganized but because there was no power or water. However, that didn’t mean she couldn’t take one of the cars. She loaded her bags into the trunk of her old car and started her drive back into the town.

“Finally! I’ve been trying to get a hold of you ever since you left!” Evelyn said as soon as she placed her phone on speaker. “I was freaking out!” Evelyn worked with Y/N, and they met at the office. She had quickly become her best friend in the last few years.

“Sorry. Everything has just been very hectic” She exhaled loudly as she carefully drove down the streets.

“I’m guessing you already visited him?” Evelyn had been caught up with all the details of Robert’s and Y/N’s relationship. She knew everything that Y/N had endured. Since Y/N had told her, Evelyn held lots of respect towards her.

“No. I’ll do that first thing tomorrow. It’s all so weird. It’s like time had stopped. Nothing has really changed” Y/N explained, “The only thing that has changed is the mayor. At least that’s what Niall told me” She shrugged thinking aloud.

“Niall? Who is this man?”

“I met him on the bus. He lives here and told me that there is a new mayor in charge of the town.”

“Was he cute? Did you get his phone number?” Evelyn asked as she walked through the grocery store, getting a few things for a recipe that she had seen online.

“What is this obsession with getting me a boyfriend?” Y/N laughed as she drove past her high school.

“Maybe it has to do with the fact that you are almost twenty-six, and you’ve never had a boyfriend?” Evelyn laughed, “Sorry to break it to you babe, but that is just very odd”.

“What can I say? No one has caught my eye before! Plus, it’s only unusual for you because you’ve always had a boyfriend since you were like ten”.

“Thirteen, bitch” Evelyn corrected her, noticing that the man beside her trying to figure out which cereal to take home was watching her.

“Alright. I’m a believer that whenever the time is right, I will get a boyfriend” She explained, “Anyway, I got to go. I’m pulling into a hotel to get a room for the night. I’ll text you if anything happens”.

“Fine. Love you” Evelyn called out as they hung up.

Y/N pulled into the well-lit inn. It was the most decent hotel.

“Welcome! How can I help you?” The receptionist asked her with a big smile.

“Hi, do you have a room available for the next week?” Y/N asked as she looked around the lobby. She used to dream of staying in the hotel ever since she was little. Unfortunately, even if her parents had wanted it was too expensive for them to afford.

“We do! Is one king bed all right for you?”

“That would be perfect thank you” Y/N nodded as she looked through her purse for her wallet.

“May I have a credit card and some ID?” She asked, just as Y/N pulled them out. “Y/N? Y/N Y/L/N?” The woman asked after looking through her credentials. “It’s me, Ava! We used to sit together in AP bio?”

“Right! Ava Harrison!” She had changed quite a lot which was why Y/N hadn’t been able to recognize her. For starters, she was now a short-haired redhead as opposed to her long brunette head of hair in high school.

Ava reached out and hugged her over the counter.

“How’ve you been?” Ava asked, genuinely curious about her life, “Last time I heard from you was after graduation. People were saying that you had run away”.

“I’ve been good!” Y/N giggled, trying her best not to look uncomfortable even though she left like it. She hated speaking about that era of her life. “It’s not that far from the truth. I went to college in California. I am currently living in San Francisco”.

“Oh wow! You accomplished all your dreams. Not like the rest of us,” she made a face just before swapping her credit card. “What are you doing here?”.

“How is your family?” Y/N asked wanting to change the subject.

“They are good. They are still living in the old house. You are welcome to pass by” Ava smiled, “Alright your room is on the fourth floor, and it's room 102. Breakfast is at eight. Here is your key, and please let me know if there is anything I can do for you.” Ava was still curious about her sudden arrival, but to her, it seemed like just a casual visit. So, she abstained from inquiring further.

“Thank you, Ava. Say hello to your parents for me.” Before she could take the elevator up to her room, she needed to retrieve her bags from the trunk.

Y/N closed her trench coat and tighten it as much as possible as a gust of chilly wind hit her as she walked out. There was no one else in the parking lot or driving down the street which made her walk faster towards the car. She cursed at herself for parking so far from the main entrance.

Y/N couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone was watching as she attempted to open the trunk of her car and get her bags out. Suddenly, the sound of something in the woods startled her. The sound made her skin crawl and for a second, she considered leaving her things in the trunk and getting them in the morning. Terrified, she turned to look at the source of the shuffling which came from the woods across the parking lot. She leaned forward and squinted her eyes in an attempt to get a clear view of what was making so much noise.

Two glowing eyes stared back at her from the depths of the dark woods. She took a step back, trying to get some distance from what was staring at her and that’s when she felt something grab her.

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He was staring at her in a way no one had in her entire life. She couldn’t read anything in his eyes - not surprise, not fear, not malicious intent - nothing. (wolfrry, werewolf!harry, alpha!harry, ranger!y/n)

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Chapter 11 / alternatively, read on wattpad

Chapter 12 (word count: 9k) -updated September 6

“So… did you figure it out, yet?”

Harry didn’t even have time to find it funny, “Why wouldn’t you have said anything to me? This is… What do I do? Does she know? She wouldn’t know yet, would she? I don’t think she knows… Niall, I don’t know how to handle something like this!”

Harry’s emotions were high. And for good reason. What he’d just seen had him shaken. And it also meant that she’d been turned against her will by a psychopath. He was glad he’d murdered James but this would always be a reminder of what had happened and who had done it.

He had been curious about a few little things. The first was obviously the speed at which she’d recovered and then there was her sudden spunk. Her heightened sense of smell was peculiar when she picked out that he was to be making eggs benedict, which should have tipped him off right away. How had she guessed? The sauce wasn’t something that most humans could pick out from a small leak in a jar in a bag full of other more fragrant groceries.

“What happened that made you realize?”

“I saw her eyes turn golden. Just wish you’d said something.”

Niall had a hunch about her sudden natural reparative abilities, but he couldn’t be 100% sure at the time.“Harry, you have to understand, man. I didn’t say anything because it was either I was wrong or I was right and you’d figure it out anyway. It was better not to say anything if by chance she was just recovering in a way that doesn’t normally happen in humans. Sometimes things do happen that don’t make sense medically. I figured it was better to just wait and see.”

Harry paced, all the way to the furthermost corner of his expansive garden, outside of Y/N’s earshot. His towel tied tight around his waist as he ran his hands through his damp hair, “You could have at least given me a heads up. What do I do?”

Niall breathed out a laugh, “How should I know? I’m a medical doctor! I’m not cut out for emotional therapy. I’ve never dealt with anything like this. But you’ll figure it out.”

“I know. I just… how do I tell her?”

“Harry, again, I don’t know. We’re talking about a human that has been turned and I’m not familiar with all of this. It’s very unconventional. This kind of thing only happens in extremely rare cases and never in my life have I met a human that’s been turned. I’ve heard about it, just never known someone that it happened to. How has she been acting? What caused her eyes to change?”

Harry cleared his throat and looked up at his house, remembering to keep his voice down, “She’s been… very ready to do stuff. Awake. Wants to go for a swim. Is hungry. Um… a little bit bossy with me even.”

Niall hummed into the receiver, “Bossy… and what happened to have her eyes change?”

Harry could almost hear the cheek in his voice, “She was… I think maybe just excited. She’s been in a really good mood since I came back with groceries a bit ago.”

“Right… a good mood. Well, it’s doctor’s orders to take it easy on her. She might be… well… able to tolerate more, but… she’s still recovering. And so are you.”

A scoff fell from Harry’s lips, “Fine. No advice for me then?”

“Sorry, man. Never dealt with anything like this before. As you know, it’s exceptional that anyone would survive being bitten and getting turned. I just think that’s remarkable… The way you’ve been adamant she’s your mate, all this time. She really is your mate. Only your true mate could’ve survived turning for you.”

Y/N was onto Harry. She knew that he wasn’t running out to his car just to get something. Sure he ran out the front door but the way he reacted to her standing so close to him was a little out of character. Perhaps, she decided, that he was trying to “behave” and not push her into anything intimate. That made sense. She was still recovering from what she was told were deadly injuries. But that in itself was a mystery to her. She felt fine for the most part.

She’d unpacked the groceries and left out the ingredients to make the eggs benedict when Harry was in the shower. But getting interrupted by the way he had groaned and then, the thing that had started to become a big question at the front of her mind, was his scent. It was his natural musk but she could smell him from all the way downstairs in the kitchen while he was in the shower. It was his groan, however, that had her feet carrying her upstairs to check on him. Just to see.

She didn’t know why he’d suddenly become so timid with her. Why he was shying away from her. It was subtle but she noticed it.

When he came back inside, dawning only the towel he tucked around his waist he slowed his movements as he saw her standing there with a knowing look on her face.

“What happened?”

Harry tilted his chin up to feign more confidence than he was feeling in her presence suddenly. It was as if he was looking at her with new eyes. She was like him now and her senses would pick apart the subtlest changes, “I thought I’d left the butter in the car. Wouldn’t have wanted it to melt.”

Y/N narrowed her eyes at him as he walked past her into the kitchen, “But you didn’t go to your car.”

Harry clenched his jaw and stopped in his tracks. It was going to be difficult to pretend he didn’t know what was going on but he wanted to wait a little longer before telling her in hopes of her figuring it out herself. Or, in any case, he needed to figure out a way to ease her into this. He didn’t want her to freak out, or be by herself when she did figure it out. But he needed time to process it himself; all he knew was that he couldn’t just blurt it out to her out of nowhere.

He hated to have to go right back to keeping secrets from her again, especially such a huge one, and especially something that affected her directly. By some miracle he didn’t lose her, she was still there with him by choice, he just couldn’t handle losing her for good if she took to the news badly. Which she had every right to… just as much as she’d had every right to be as upset with him as she’d been just a little while back. He thought back then that he’d lost her for good. And now he had to prepare himself for the possibility of having his heart broken all over again.

The way he handled this was crucial. A wrong move and he could fuck it all up forever. He needed to tread carefully.

He looked at her with squinted eyes, “How do you know I didn’t check the car?”

Y/N paused. She had been feeling like her senses were somehow heightened. Her hearing, her sense of smell… She pondered his question as he continued walking into the kitchen. Looking at his broad shoulders and his back had her wishing he hadn’t run off when he did.

“It’s kind of weird, you know… I’ve been, like, experiencing these weird things. I can hear so clearly and my sense of smell is…” she thought back to the panties she found but decided to keep that bit of information until the time was right, for later, “and I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s all in my head? I feel like maybe I should call Niall…”

Harry watched her carefully as she mulled over everything and he pulled out two eggs from the carton before she continued, “So when I couldn’t hear the car door, I guess I just assumed…” She scoffed, hearing herself out loud. She sounded like a nutcase. Of course she wouldn’t be able to hear the car door all the way from upstairs. “Sorry. I’m being weird. But… right now I’m actually starving so if that butter made it alive let’s eat.”

Harry had Y/N heat the hollandaise while he prepared the rest of the ingredients. But she was clearly still mulling over their interaction upstairs. He noticed her eyes dragging down his bare chest and stopping at his crotch repeatedly. And he could tell she was not only hungry for food but she also had a bit of an appetite for something carnal as well.

He cleared his throat when he turned to find her leaning on the island and watching him, “Gonna burn the sauce.”

Her grin was playful and Harry felt his blood heat up as she spoke, “Turned it off already. The lid will keep it warm.” She didn’t remove her gaze from him. She was making it very clear what she wanted and he wondered if she was aware of what she was doing or not.

As much as he’d have loved to have bent her over the kitchen island and take care of his girl the way she needed he couldn’t allow that. Not until they at least had a real conversation. About what she’d seen. About how she was feeling.

When she began to walk toward him she realized it was like something was just drawing her to him. She wanted to… what did she want? Breakfast was nearly ready and she was very hungry, and yeah, she wanted to eat but what she really wanted was to bite him. Just to nip his shoulder or his neck. His pecs. She didn’t know why her urge was so strong but the moment she was close enough to touch him Harry stood up straight and he looked away from her sultry gaze, “Uh, I’m just gonna go and get dressed and then we’ll eat.”

Breakfast was tasty. It was nourishing and filled her belly, mostly. She felt like she could eat more but Harry’s scent and his hands and his lips were distracting. And the way he kept keeping her at arm’s length had her feeling even more insatiable for him. She knew he was doing it because he was worried about hurting her but she was going to explode if he didn’t do something.

Turning to face his pretty girl he nearly gave in right then and there, seeing the ravenous look in her eyes. He could practically read her mind, that’s how loud she was thinking those dirty thoughts. And he wanted to give in, he wanted to kiss her, hold her, feel her body against his. Taste her… He shook his head as he got off the stool and pulled himself away reluctantly, grabbing their dirty dishes.“Let’s go for a swim. Like you wanted. I think I know a great place. Secluded. Not in the preserve.” Harry rinsed the dishes as he spoke. He could feel her eyes burning into his back but he needed to keep moving, keep his thoughts from wandering too far. Distract her if he could. He felt he could use a swim himself. Get out some of his pent-up emotions and energy.

“That sounds great, actually,” she grinned and lifted herself up to sit on the counter next to where he was washing the dishes, “I feel like I need to move and exert some energy. A little exercise would be good I think. A swim.”

The drive to the new spot wasn’t as quick as it would have been if they’d driven to the preserve and parked and hiked up to their special hidden oasis. But they both knew they couldn’t go back there. Maybe ever. Y/N stopped herself from initiating conversation the whole drive there, and she could tell Harry was holding back, too. She just wasn’t quite ready to address all of that; she at least wanted to go for this swim first. That would hopefully make her feel a bit better. She felt absolutely fine apart from the fact she felt she didn’t fit into her own skin. She was aching to move, burn some energy off, and she suspected it was due to the fact that she was sexually frustrated.

Y/N decided to google her symptoms to pass the time quicker on their drive to this new, secluded place Harry had suggested. She was not quite understanding the way she was able to smell everything so clearly. She typed in sudden heightened sense of smell into the search bar. Scrolling through the various results and webmd articles she landed on something that might explain the strange phenomenon.

Synesthesia could be the answer. It wasn’t uncommon for people that had gone through life-threatening injuries. She wasn’t 100% sure that was what was causing her to smell and hear things she would have never been able to before but at least it was some kind of answer. Something to ask Niall about when she did finally talk to him about all this.

Harry parked his car off the road and tucked away behind large pines and in the grass. It was miles from the preserve and in an area where the mountains were not protected or worked by the rangers. Some of it was privately owned land that hadn’t been touched in decades.

“The swimming cove is a spot I used to come to when I had time to waste and wanted to venture away from the preserve.” Harry spoke as he grabbed her bag from her, putting it over his shoulder and began walking toward the fence that clearly meant the area was off limits.

The overgrowth of vines and grass indicated that no one had been in these parts in a very long time. Which put Y/N at ease. She followed him, scaling the fence easily and trekking through the acreage close behind.

The upward hike was off trail and cumbersome but once they began making their way down into the valley from where they’d hiked Y/N saw the ridges of the mountain and a level area below with a ravine.

“Your sense of direction is astonishing,” she commented as they carefully trekked down toward where they could hear the water flowing, “But I guess that makes sense, doesn’t it? You’re a…” she stopped just before she could say the word. She still had to get used to that idea. That he was a werewolf. Part human, part beast.

Harry turned to look at her, stopping his pace suddenly as he raised his brows at her, “A werewolf? Is that what you were going to say?”

Nodding her head she shrugged, “Yeah. I wasn’t sure if you wanted to be called that. Or… I don’t know. Is it okay to say it?”

The gentle smile that took over his features told her it was, though he didn’t respond to her question with words.

Looking down to the sandy portion of the ravine Harry pointed, “Just there. It’s beautiful once you see it from the ground. Come on.”

Y/N was wearing her hiking boots while Harry was in his signature chelsea boots, making the descent to the cove look like child’s play. She was now hyper aware of why he was so good at hiking and trekking and staying steady even in such posh shoes. Everything that had suddenly come to light about what he really was had answered so many questions for her.

But the moment they were standing in the wet sand before the cove where the ravine led, all her thoughts about what Harry was had vanished. Another breathtaking spot with not a single human soul to be seen.

Harry placed their bags on the rocks to keep them dry and began to take his boots off as he watched Y/N curiously. He had been careful not to allow her to over exert herself but she was easily keeping up with him and she seemed fine. She was fine. Her heartbeat was steady and strong, her body had barely broken out in a sweat and she had a wide smile on her face as she looked around.

“Harry, this is… it’s perfect!” She was eager to move her limbs in the cool water. Feel the weightlessness take over and play around with Harry.

She looked over at him as he was undressing, taking his clothes off, his boots already on the rocks next to the bags. So she followed suit. Taking her own boots off and peeling her pants down her legs.

Harry was already jumping into the water by the time Y/N had stuffed her shirt onto the pile of clothes. Looking down over her body she did see the awful scar. The wound was healed but the remnants of what had happened was obvious. She hesitated to remove her bra as she brushed a hand over the raised skin.

“Everything okay?” Harry called to her. She looked out toward him, handsome with wet hair as he came in closer to her.

“Yeah. Just… saw this and…” she ran her fingers from the top of her clavicle downward over the scar to under her breast, “I guess I feel lucky to even be alive. Here with you.”

She kept her eyes on his as she unhooked the back of her bra and removed it.

Harry watched her as she bent down and took her panties off. He was already hard just seeing her bare body but the scar across her chest kept him in check. She was still recovering. Still figuring out what was going on.

The somber moment was suddenly over the minute she jumped into the water next to Harry and began to laugh. The water was frigid but it felt fantastic. Normally she would feel discomfort but right now her body was adjusting to it just fine, feeling invigorated and alive.

Stretching her limbs in the water she ducked her head under to swim closer to Harry and grasped his wrist.

Harry pulled her up and she tugged his arm around herself. Both grinning ear to ear with the closeness. He was just glad she was feeling playful. That she wasn’t upset or hurt by what had happened. At least in that moment she wasn’t. He knew she’d have lots of questions for him. Knew they needed to have a conversation but for now the light hearted moment was the only thing he could focus on. And her warm skin against his.

She was more than just playful though. She was horny and Harry knew it. Having her naked in the cool water of a private cove in the mountains was risky. Because he was turned on too. And he knew he was asking for trouble with this scenario. It evoked memories of their time together at the oasis in the preserve.

He could resist her for only so long. She was laying it on thick in his house during breakfast and now with his clothes off and his obvious erection it would be even harder to resist her.

Harry pulled his arm away and began to swim backwards, gliding through the water smoothly, putting some distance between himself and the girl.

“Where are you going?” She laughed and began to swim toward him slowly.

Harry shook his head and feigned innocence, “What do you mean? Just swimming is all,” he bit the inside of his cheek to tamper the playful grin on his face.

Instead of continuing after him she decided she’d lure him to her. She ducked under the water again, kicking her feet out and splashing as she maneuvered under the water before surfacing, bouncing out just enough that her breasts were visible to him.

She watched him closely as she pushed herself back and stretched her arms to float at the surface. The tranquility of having her ears tucked under the water, muffling all the sounds that surrounded them, and floating in the mountain chilled water on her back was just like being back at her oasis. She smiled to herself and peeked an eye at Harry. To her delight, he was already watching her closely.

His eyes were clearly taking in her soft breasts with tightened nipples perking above the water. She wouldn’t tease him too much but she wanted his hands on her. Wanted his attention. Wanted him to give in to her. She knew what he was doing. Knew he was trying to keep his distance because she needed to heal. But that just made her want him more. His gentlemanly and thoughtful attempts to keep her healthy and the way he was doing it because he cared for her. Denying himself something she knew he wanted as a way of protecting her.

Harry decided to peel his eyes from her body and float on his back too. He needed to straighten out his thoughts and get his mind out of the gutter. He closed his eyes and tried to train his dirty thoughts away. He knew his body was calling him to take care of his natural urges with his mate. And now that she was like him… she was very likely made exactly for him in every way.

But he couldn’t just act on his desires. He didn’t want to hurt her and he was sure if they did have sex she’d display even more evidence of being like him and that could scare her. If she somehow dropped her fangs in the middle of her orgasm or her claws came out while he was pounding into her – yeah, his thoughts weren’t helping. All of that sounded absolutely delightful and he’d love to feel her fangs puncture into his skin, or have her claw up his back and chest.

“Harry,” he heard her voice speak his name and he popped his eyes open, dropping the lower half of his body back into the water and letting his toes scrape along the rocky sand.

She saw the way his erection was bobbing just above the water every time his chest inhaled and he floated upward the tiniest bit. And then his eyes on hers were dark. She could almost hear his heart pounding in his chest, not unlike her own wildly pumping heart.

Something in her decided to cut the shit. She was feeling bold. Feeling like he wanted exactly what she wanted and as nice as it was to be cared for and protected by him she wanted him to fuck her. She wanted him to hold her in his arms and to give himself to her once and for all.

“Stop this,” she spoke matter-of-factly as she swam around his body. “I can see clearly how affected you are by me.”

Touching his shoulder she moved her finger down over his tattoos and to his pecs, thumbing at his nipple and watching his eyes, “I’m okay. Really. You don’t have to keep holding off and denying yourself, Harry.” She moved herself in front of him and draped her arms over his shoulders.

Without another thought, Harry’s hands moved down to her waist as he pulled her in closer to him, “I want you healthy is all. And I think we have a lot to talk about.”

Nodding her head she agreed. That was true. They needed to talk. But something inside of her needed something physical. She needed it to uncloud her brain and give her some kind of clarity. She couldn’t explain it, she just knew she needed it. More than a talk. As important as that was, she was sure she wouldn’t ever be able to focus on anything he told her if he didn’t fuck her first.

“Yes. We will talk. But I don’t know how to explain the way I feel in this moment, how much I need you.” She bit her lip and pushed her hips to his, his cock firm on her thigh, “It’s kind of painful actually.”

Harry could feel her warm against his prick as he looked down to see her breasts grazing against his chest. Painful? Yes, perhaps she was feeling that natural physical urge to release just like he was. That’s how it was for his kind, though he was used to it. Used to the pain of holding off and not allowing himself to indulge right away. She was not used to the way it felt. The ache that wasn’t just from being horny. It was something deep and raw. A biological and natural instinct his kind, their kind possessed.

He knew the pain well. Knew it could be pushed down and she’d be okay. But she was new to all this. And even with the water around them he could smell how intensely she needed him. Needed him to soothe her. And he was the only one that could provide that for her too. He knew that even if she masturbated she wouldn’t be fully comforted. It would pacify her for a bit. Maybe an hour but she wouldn’t be fulfilled. She wasn’t going to feel better until he took care of her. But he needed to be careful.

“I think you need to recover first, kitten.” Harry let the little nickname he’d given her so long ago slip out. Or maybe he’d done it on purpose. There was something about her that was feeding into his own urges. She was drawing them out of him with just her eyes. The change in her was so deep and it tangled with his own impulses and senses that he could barely think straight. He was more drawn to her than he’d ever been and he knew it was because of the change. Because she was like him now. His perfect match.

“Harry,” she spoke softly as she kept her eyes on his, a hand moving over his warm chest, “I trust you. I know you would never hurt me and I can tell you need it too. You need me just as much.”

She could just sense his need. And it wasn’t just the fact that he had an erection. She knew it before all that. She felt it back at his house. Something between them had shifted and it was as if she could anticipate his needs without him having to tell her or show her.

His teeth ached to kiss her and to bite her. A carnal and spiritual feeling overwhelmed him. His willpower was incredible but there was only so much he could take. He was as weak as any man and her wolf was luring his out to play. Perhaps he could be gentle. She needed him. She needed him.

He grasped the back of her head and his lips found her mouth. The kiss was hot and electric and wild. She lifted a thigh up to his hip and he used his free hand to keep it in place, pasting their hips together.

The whimper that fell from his mouth had her grinning and feeling powerful. She grasped onto his shoulders and let the weightlessness of the water aid her in lifting her other leg to wrap around his hips. Harry groaned and brought his other hand down to keep her thighs held up in place.

Their naked bodies were in sync as he began to walk her out of the water and to the small spot where the sand met the craggy rocks. He’d take care of her. Make love to her gently and soothe her ache. Soothe his own ache.

Their mouths never parted as he walked out of the water and carefully placed her down into the sand, his knees falling into the granules as he put himself between her thighs. With her legs open he could smell her in a way that was overwhelming. He groaned and licked into her mouth before parting from the kiss with a gasp.

The scar on her chest and over her neck had him filled with jealousy and hatred. He was glad he’d killed James for even placing a finger on his girl. His lips pressed over her scar just above her breast and she ran her fingers into his long hair as he pecked wet kisses along the skin that had been forever marred.

“I’m going to make it better,” he whispered between kisses, “Make you feel whole again. Give you everything you need. Show you what it means to be mine…”

She closed her eyes and threw her head back as his mouth worked upward slowly and over the skin on her neck. His tongue laved softly and his lips grazed over the sensitive spots that were still healing. She had never felt such need before in her life. Sure she’d been horny before and had never been more turned on by anyone the way she was with Harry. But this was different. Something else was at play and she didn’t have the mind to dwell on it. She only knew that she needed him.

“Please…” she breathed out her plea as his warm mouth soothed her flesh and his nose nudged at her jaw.

“Hurts doesn’t it?” He continued kissing every inch of her scar as he pushed her back down into the sand, “I’m the only one that can make it better.”

She knew it was true. Whatever was happening in her could only be quieted by him.

Nodding her head she spread her legs further, hoping he’d put her out of her misery and fuck her into oblivion, “Harry, please…”

He looked down over her soft body and the scars, and felt emotions rise in his heart. He hated James even in his death, but he was beyond grateful that she was still his. That she was alive. He would worry later about the guilt and the real issue at hand. His own urges and her excruciating need were beckoning to be dealt with immediately. He could practically feel the ache in her body. Her tummy was emanating heat and he felt bad that she was in such pain. She wasn’t used to this level of arousal and need yet. She would learn to deal with it eventually but for now he would give her relief.

Her cry of pleasure was loud, echoing off the rocks of the cove that surrounded them as he placed his mouth on her throbbing pussy, already pulsing and clenching and dripping.

The sting of her fingers pulling at his hair had him growling into her with delight. He could tell she was urging him in harder but he was going to resist doing anything hard or painful. That would come later. When he was certain she was ready for it.

His tongue was wide and flat as he tugged it up and down her slick cunt. She was so wet he was certain he couldn’t possibly lick it all up and the flavor was just like before but now it tasted truly nourishing to him. He held her thighs apart gently as he dove into her like she was a meal. Licking and sucking at her bits.

She writhed and moaned, her hips lifting off the sand and bucking into his face making him nearly lose his grip on her thighs. She was strong. He shouldn’t have been surprised but he was still getting used to the notion that she was like him now.

“Fuck… yes…” she cooed loudly as his scalp was on fire from the way she was yanking his hair.

Harry didn’t lift his mouth to chuckle or respond and taunt her like he wanted. He needed to make her come so he kept his lips at work on her pussy.

When he began to kiss her clit and pull at it with the smallest nip she squealed and cried out his name as her thighs attempted to close around his head. He held her down but he didn’t want to hurt her so he moved his palms up to grip the underside of her knees to keep her legs pressed down.

She continued bucking as her muscles tensed and her moans grew louder. His nose and mouth and chin were shiny and sticky with her as he rubbed his nose into her clit and stuck his tongue into the opening and past her little muscle, the slick gushing noises the only background sound to her gasps and soft pants.

Harry was feeling his own cock leak and throb. Just tasting her and knowing how good he was making her feel was putting him on edge. He swallowed down her arousal and took a gasp of breath before putting his face back into her cunt for more.

She’d never felt it like this before. Something far more intense was happening in her body and she didn’t know if it was because it was her first orgasm since she nearly died or just knowing that Harry was a werewolf and he was probably enjoying the taste of her in a way she never realized before. That all those times he’d told her how much he liked her scent and her taste, he wasn’t just saying it to make her feel good, he actually meant it. Or just knowing that he was a werewolf in general… probably all of the above.

When her orgasm snapped over her body she tightened her grip on his hair he grunted into her pussy in pain, but it didn’t stop him from lapping at her and sucking her clit. She was shaking so hard and pulling at his hair so tight that he was having a hard time moving his mouth over her the way he wanted. Instead, she was moving his face over her soft crease and clit the way she wanted.

Her cries were loud. It almost sounded as if someone was hurting her. Like she was wailing in pain and anguish. Harry understood that this was because of her intense need to release. Her first release as a werewolf by the hands of her lover. Her mate. He rolled his eyes into the back of his head in ecstasy of his own. He’d not come but he could. His own cock was neglected and hot and if he allowed it, he’d come all over himself and the sand below. But he wanted to come inside of her. He wanted to feel her around him and he knew she was going to want it.

The part of him that wanted to wait and to talk first was already a distant memory left back in his kitchen. His instincts and his wolf had taken over at that moment.

He felt her release his hair as she sighed, wiggling underneath him.

Y/N grabbed at him, pulling him up and over her, “Want you inside me, right now. Do it while I’m still pulsing around nothing.”

Harry was beyond trying to fight this, eating her out had driven him over the edge. He was determined to give her everything she wanted and luckily for him, it was exactly what he wanted as well. The way she’d clawed at him to get him on top of her made him feral, he wondered if she was realizing the amount of force she’d just exerted in doing so, but he couldn’t dwell on it for too long, not when he looked down at her and she looked like she was going to howl with how much she wanted it.

She yanked him against her lips and devoured his mouth, licking her arousal off of him and humming profusely, and in turn, Harry didn’t waste a single moment longer before sinking himself into her juicy cunt. The cry she let out was akin to an injured wolf’s and he knew he wasn’t hurting her, she was just giving in to her natural instincts now. That of letting him dominate her completely.

He pulled back a bit to watch her and when she opened her eyes and her golden irises flashed at him he groaned loudly, allowing his own to take over. Her mouth fell agape and she reached to push his hair out of his face to take him all in better while he slowly but steadily fucked into her. “Harry… your eyes. They’re beautiful. You’re beautiful. You’re exactly who and what you should be, I’m so damn lucky,” she rolled her eyes to the back of her head in ecstasy and Harry thought his heart was going to burst at the amount of love he felt for her.

He didn’t know how it was possible he now loved her even more than before, but being wanted and loved for exactly who he was turned out to be a lot more important to him than he’d thought it would be. He thought he could hide this side of him from her forever and be fine with it, and he’d have done it gladly to keep her. But having it all out into the open and her so accepting of it was something he’d never even allowed himself to hope for.

Well, almost everything out into the open. And god, was she beautiful too. She’d always been, of course, but now that she was like him it did things to him he couldn’t even explain. And it looked so right, so natural. Like she was always meant to be a werewolf. He couldn’t wait to watch her discover everything and come into her own completely. He only wished she’d accept it and embrace it fully.

He was snapped out of his reverie when she nipped at his neck and that only made him drive into her more urgently. Noting it had stung a bit too much, his eyes landed on her mouth and he could see her pointy canines pinching her plump lower lip, a bit of blood coating it.

The sight made him almost come then and there, making him moan and slow his pace a bit to regain focus. As much as he wanted to drag it out and go at it for hours, he needed to milk another orgasm from her and hopefully satiate her craving for a bit, because this was rapidly escalating and getting out of hand. She was completely giving into her natural instincts; and if she noticed any of the signs she was presenting she’d freak out and that was not the way he wanted her to find out.

He flipped her over as though she weighed nothing, not having to hide his natural strength from her anymore and began pounding into her in earnest. He was close, so close, and he knew she was too with how she moaned and whimpered and called out his name repeatedly. But he didn’t want to knot into her just yet, he first needed to explain that to her, plus this wasn’t really the setting for it, he wanted to be able to cuddle with her like that in his expensive bedding back at home, not on this rocky terrain that was sure to leave some bruises on her as it was. He knew she could take it now, he’d of course never have allowed it had she still been just human, but even so, she was recovering, and he didn’t want her feeling any discomfort.

“Please come inside me, Harry. I don’t care. I need it... I can’t explain how much–fuck, how much I need it.”

She needn’t have worried, she wasn’t in heat (yet), so it wasn’t risky like that, but of course she’d worry about getting pregnant. Yet another reason why he needed to find a way to tell her, to avoid all the unnecessary worry on her part. For now, though, he was going to enjoy spilling into her warm cunt, because he needed it just as much. His eyes caught glimpse of her hands she’d rested her smushed cheek against, and her sharp nails were on display. Her much sharper nails. He couldn’t wait for her to claw at his back using them soon, but right now he needed to make sure she didn’t notice them. He grabbed her by her elbows and pulled her back against him, holding her hands behind her back with one arm and snaking the other to her front, finding her clit as he kept thrusting into her from this new angle.

She was already on edge and it only took her a few moments to reach her peak, crying out and letting her head fall back against his shoulder. The sight of the mark on her neck that she probably didn’t even notice wasn’t lost on him though, that was something that would always taunt him, knowing it was someone else’s bite that marked her. But he could claim it as his now, because she was, she was his. It was his cock she was pulsing around, his arms she was falling back into, his name she was whimpering- and so he allowed himself to bite over her mark as he finally gave in to his most primal urge- that of claiming her completely, while he let go and finally filled her up to the brim.

She didn’t even feel the sting of it, she was that far gone; if anything, it was pleasurable for her- as it should be. And for Harry? It was the hardest he’d ever come in his life. His fangs deep into her delicate neck and his cock even deeper into her perfect pussy, she was made just for him, and now she was his in every sense of the word.

With breaths heaving and soft gasps, Harry kept her tight against his chest. He wanted to tell her everything. Wanted so much for her to know what he was thinking. What had just happened to her. What she could expect and that it would only get better and better. If she thought that was intense…

And it was. She didn’t know how to describe the ecstasy, the relief… But it was more than just physical. Everything in and around her felt lighter and more lovely. She was happier than she’d ever been, she felt. She had a sudden urge to run and play; something she hadn’t felt in many years. It was as if being with Harry, everything just made more sense.

With a laugh she wiggled out of his arms and ran back into the water, diving in and swimming out toward the middle, only emerging with a sharp inhale for breath when her lungs needed air.

Harry couldn’t help but look at her in awe. His heart throbbed in his chest with love for her.

“Come on! Get back in!” Y/N shouted and began to glide through the water.

Shaking his head with a laugh he walked back into the icy water and then dove under to meet her in the center of the small cove.

She kept her eyes on the water, waiting for him to emerge but she felt his hand on her ankle before she saw him. With a yelp, she laughed and ducked under to pull at him.

Harry wrapped his arms around her body and pushed them both upward to the surface together. The lighthearted moment suddenly halted as they kept their gazes locked. Y/N moved her arms over his shoulders and drew her face in close to his, brushing their noses together, “I’m so glad I’m here with you. I’m glad I’m alive. I’m glad you’re alive. I don’t know what I would have done. I thought I lost you and that’s the last thing I remember before…” she paused, feeling herself get emotional she swallowed her tears, “It just feels like… destiny to be here with you.”

He could feel and hear her heart beating in her chest and he knew she could feel his do the same. It was as if his whole life had all been leading him to this moment. He knew that this woman was his mate. He’d always known it. Maybe ever since the first night he laid eyes on her in the woods all that time ago. Despite the fact that she had a gun pointed at him, there was just something about her. Something that he knew was different. He belonged to her before he ever met her.

“I’m so glad you’re here too. That we’re here together,” he looked down at her beautiful face as he continued, “I was ready to kill everyone when I thought you weren’t going to make it. Niall said there was no hope. That it was… too late for you,” he inhaled a shaky breath remembering the state she was in just days ago.

“Tell me about what happened. Everything I don’t know about, before, and after the fight. I want to know what happened.”

Harry began to describe the day he was taken and how he’d been outnumbered. He told her why it’d come down to that, about James’ and Irina’s involvement, the way the elders didn’t listen to him having already made up their minds and weren’t going to give him a fair trial.

But with Y/N’s quick thinking and by her reaching out to Niall a chain of events was set off that actually helped matters.

“Lester is a pack leader too, as you know now. The Pack of the Western Plains. He has connections all over. He’s very well respected. So, with his resources he made it so that there was a trial at the very least.”

“And Eddie too? He was there.” She said, remembering the events of that day.

“Yes. He was finally able to shift back into his human form. Because of you,” Harry brought a hand up to her face and gently brushed his knuckles over her temple.“I expected that no matter how the trial ended there would be a fight to the death. And I was certain that no matter how many drugs they’d given me or that they’d left me without food and water that I would be able to do away with James rather easily. But I was weakened. Significantly. It’s the only reason he even had the chances he did. It’s why he got in a few good tears. Had I been in my normal shifted state he would have never been able to penetrate my skin and I would have killed him within the first thirty seconds. And he knew that. So did everyone else.”

“They all let you fight like that? Did your pack not respect you as their alpha?”

Harry sighed and nodded, “They never respected me. They were always very rigid in their beliefs. They preferred the old ways of doing things. Most packs nowadays are more open and lenient. There are still strict rules we have to follow but tolerance is practiced these days. Not my pack… my old pack.”

“Are you worried they’ll come back and try to hurt you?”

Putting his arms around her low back protectively he pressed his forehead to hers, “I am. I’m worried they’ll try to hurt you too.”

“Even though you’ve given up the pack? And you won the fight?”

“Yes. I wouldn’t put it past them. I’ll do anything I can to protect you,” Harry paused and leaned back to look at Y/N again, “Which is why I think it would be good for us to visit Lester and Alma at the farm for a while. Get away from here for a bit. Just until we can get our bearings and heal.”

The smile on her face gave Harry relief. He wasn’t sure she’d be up for it, but she’d been surprising him since she woke up from her coma.

“That sounds like a really good idea. I’d love to spend more time with Eddie too.”

His heart continued to lob in his chest wildly. She was more than perfect for him in every way. He couldn’t contain his joy to have her in his arms, “He’d love that. Edward is very fond of you. And he was there, at Niall’s practice. With all of us while you were in that bed. He was devastated.”

Y/N nodded and felt awful about putting anyone through such distress. She knew it wasn’t her fault but she could imagine what it would have been like to watch a friend or lover unconscious in bed and not know if they’d come out of it or not.

“... And you? How did you deal with me being in that bed?”

Harry shook his head and let his eye contact falter for a moment as he thought back to how completely ruined he felt, “Felt like I would die if you didn’t make it. Like I couldn’t breathe or eat. I talked to you all day. Kept myself close by your side and encouraged you to wake up. Made sure you were comfortable in the bed even though I knew you couldn’t really feel anything. I didn’t know what to do. Niall kept telling me it was impossible–” Harry inhaled a sharp breath and tried to calm his emotions but his eyes began to fill with tears with just the memory of how utterly hopeless everything felt.

“Hey,” Y/N moved her hands to cup Harry’s face, “I’m right here. And I’m very much alive. We both are. I’m not going anywhere. You saved me.”

Swallowing his tears he blinked and forced the smallest smile, “And you saved me. If it weren’t for you I would be dead right now.”

Y/N leaned in to kiss the gorgeous werewolf. She couldn’t believe she’d gotten so lucky to have him in her life. That he wanted her. She only felt more connected, in tune with him. It was as if the accident had altered something in her soul. She was changed. She figured it was love.

Harry pinched her hip softly and pulled away from the kiss. He couldn’t help it. He needed to be honest with her. He’d told her his truth when she was asleep but now that she was wide awake and in his arms he knew he had to say it that very moment or he’d suffocate, “I love you, Y/N.”

Her lips parted at his admission and she was suddenly aware of her body against his and the way his heart was rapidly throbbing in his chest at the same pace as her own. She felt as if she’d heard him say it to her before. That this wasn’t the first time.

She gripped his biceps tight and felt herself shiver at the intensity of his bright green eyes. He loved her. He truly did and she felt it deep in her spirit. Without a doubt, he loved her.

“Harry, I love you too. So much,” she gasped as he squeezed her tight to his chest and felt him purring against her own. The comfort that brought to her was consuming. She sighed and held him tight, her cheek smushed into his shoulder.

Everything around them was dizzy and soft. She was safe in his arms. She was safe with her lover.

When he pulled back a bit and let his head fall back, inhaling sharply and then howling loudly, Y/N gasped in excitement and couldn’t hold back her tears of joy. She smiled widely looking at Harry in his element, expressing happiness freely and it made her own heart flutter. He looked back at her, his wide smile matching her own, the echo of his wolfish howl still resounding in the cove, and she’d never seen him look happier.

She’d done that. Just by loving him.

The sudden vibrating in her own chest startled her. She looked up at Harry whose eyes were wide as he looked down at her.

“Harry– what…?” She looked down at her bare body, putting a small bit of distance between herself and Harry. The vibrating stopped suddenly as she put a hand up to her chest and looked into the crystal water surrounding them and reflecting the sky above and both their faces.

But then she stilled completely, the ripples on the surface cleared away and she focused on the features of her face, being mostly drawn to the bright golden irises staring back at her in the reflection of the water.

In stunned silence she looked up at Harry before looking back into the water again.

He knew it was only a matter of time. He just hadn’t expected it to happen like this.

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And since she was alone and she knew none of her colleagues would be patrolling that area, and no hikers would walk in on her, she would skinny dip.

She waded deeper and began to swim, kicking her legs and propelling her arms as she glided in the water, already feeling her stress melt away.

She loved swimming, having grown up doing this as a pastime in her hometown, and ever since she moved to the big city she’d missed it.

It was getting a bit chilly though, so she decided to get out of the water and watch the sun go down from ashore.

Turning in the water, she began to swim back in the direction she came from but paused with a jolt and gasped when she saw the man.

It was him.

He was right there, in front of her, his head barely visible atop the waterline, with only his eyes and nose breaking surface.

How long had he been standing there in the water? Watching her. Preying on her.

Did he know? That she’d been to his cabin. Did he know she was onto his secret? Was that why he was there? Was he going to harm her?

She couldn’t believe she hadn’t heard him get into the water. Or seen him, even. He must’ve done it while she was doing her laps.

Suddenly, she was reminded of her nakedness and she felt her whole body flush furiously in embarrassment, despite how chilly it was getting by the minute.

Her bare everything.

But she wasn’t gonna go down without a fight. She was going to stand her ground and use every tactic in the book she’d learned in military school to try and turn this around in her favor.

“Why did you steal the pup back?”

“Am I under arrest then, officer?” He batted his eyelashes at her innocently and she fought the urge to roll her eyes. He was infuriating. Did he think this was funny?

“I have every right to arrest you. You’re breaking more laws than I can count, sir.”

“I’m sure you’re smarter than you give yourself credit.”

She squinted her eyes at him for that little jab, “I’m warning you.”

“I know about the cabin.”

He searched her eyes, probably in an effort to figure out somehow just how much she knew about his dirty little secret, but her shivering seemed to snap him out of his train of thought.

“The temperature is dropping fast; go put your clothes on. You’ll freeze to death.”

She stared at him, taken aback. She hadn’t expected that.

“I’ll do no such thing!”

“Nothing I haven’t already seen,” he raised an eyebrow at her and she furrowed hers.

“You get out first, and turn away.”

“Oh? So you can shoot me when I’m not looking? Not very heroic, is it, officer?”

“Don’t play dumb. I know you know I’m unarmed. Who knows how long you’ve been stalking me.”

He lowered his gaze in between them “Can’t promise the same for myself.” And with that, he proceeded to make his way out of the water. Stark naked, of course. She expected nothing less.

And when he made it to the shore and turned towards her, on full display, she bit her tongue. She definitely had expected less, as it turns out; nothing could’ve prepared her for that.

Whatever happened to cold water shrinkage?

“It’s not polite to stare.”

“Then put some bloody clothes on!” Her voice came off way higher than she’d intended it to.

The man shrugged and, to her dismay, he walked over to her pile of clothes and picked up her ranger hat, placing it on his head.

She couldn’t help but to let out an incredulous laugh.

“I meant, cover up!!”

Y/N’s mouth fell agape, and then the man just shrugged again “Come out, and I’ll make it stay on this time. I promise you.”

Y/N was blushing profusely, so she turned around, more in an effort to keep him from seeing just how much he was affecting her than to give him privacy. “Sir!… Please!”

She heard him chuckle and waited a considerable amount of time for him to get dressed. When she thought it was safe to turn back around, she froze.

The man was gone.

She hadn’t heard him make his way through the greenery at all.

She looked around, but the coast was clear. If she couldn’t see him, it was very unlikely he could see her.

And just as he’d reminded her, it was nothing he hadn’t seen before.

She finally emerged from the lake and rushed to her clothes. Her swiss army knife was still there, nothing was missing.

Except for the mysterious man, who was now aware she knew about his secret. And that sent shivers down her spine, and not from how cold it was getting.

excerpt from Lupus Noctis- Chapter 2

this is a co-written fic by @fkinavocado and @gurugirl and you can read it on our joint account, @avocadoguru ❤️

we decided to post this excerpt from our separate blogs because sadly our joint blog isn't discoverable in search through tags yet :(

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