Ezekiel

I run through the woods in my wolf form. Chasing after the most magnificent prey I have ever had in my life. I know I could have simply explained to her there outside of the school what we are. About all the secrets of the school, but what would be the fun in that? I see her sweet ass, through those tight jeans she has on, as she runs. Her face keeps turning around to see what's exactly chasing her.

When we come up to a brush of trees she jumps through, me right behind her. When I land on all fours, looking up I see a clear space, not a tree in sight. She isn't running, simply standing there, her shoulders folded in, trying to catch her breath. Frantically, she looks around the area, looking for any place to hide.

I sit my ass on the ground wagging my tail, waiting to see what she does. She looks behind her, eyes wide, her mouth falls open. I think she wants to scream, but no noise will come out. I know she cannot believe what she's seeing.

I tilt my head to the side, studying her. Closing her eyes, I can see her lips move as she counts before opening them up once more. Within seconds she's turning back around and fleeing.

Where she thinks she's going I haven't a clue. I decide to be nice, counting to five before I run after her.

Am I playing with her? Most definitely.

Does this make me a major asshole? Absolutely!

Do I care? Fuck no.

The smell of blood in the air has me picking up my speed. Judging by how she's limping I would say she cut her foot on something.

As she runs further up, I can smell the scent of water, as well as hear the sound of it running along. Looking down, I see she's wearing flip-flops. I hadn't noticed before as my mind was elsewhere.

She must have cut her foot on a rock, and judging by the body of water up ahead, there's about to be a lot more on the ground. Deciding I have pushed her far enough, I pick up my pace, standing on my hind legs, I lunge for her.

She goes down, but I change into my human form, to wrap my arms around her. Making sure she doesn't get hurt worse than she already is. We roll along the ground a couple of times, until finally stopping completely along the mud and little bit of grass on the ground. I hold the back of her head, so her face is buried into my neck.

Her breathing is erratic, her heartbeat going well over one hundred beats a minute. I know I need to calm her down. I wouldn't want her passing out from fear.

"Hey, you're okay. I won't hurt you Annabeth. I would never hurt you." I pet her hair trying to keep my voice calm. The smell of her salty tears hits me like a truck.

Closing my eyes, I bring my nose to her hair and smell her essence. She smells like cherry blossoms and fresh air. There is a hint of something else, something powerful. That thought has a growl working its way up my throat.

Her parents did everything to keep her from our world. In turn, keeping her far away from me. If it wasn't for them, we could have grown up together. I could have taught her everything I know.

Instead, she's so far behind, and doesn't even know who she really is. That thought breaks my heart. Pulling up and away from her, she keeps her eyes closed. Allowing her tears to fall. I lean on my elbows and bring my thumbs to her face to wipe them away.

"Annabeth, look at me." She shakes her head at me, trying to pull her face away from my reach. I won't allow it.

In fact, her not listening to me and obeying me really pisses me off. I place some Alpha in my tone, and it works wonderfully. Her icy blue eyes pop open, looking like the blue sky after it rains.

"You're so beautiful little lamb." I didn't mean to say that out loud, but it's too late. She heard me loud and clear.

"Don't." She tries to close her eyes again, but I shake her head.

"No. None of that. You always look at me. Don't hide away from me. Ever!"

She looks me dead in the eye, sticking her chin out at me, giving me some of that sass I have grown to love. I bring my lips down close to hers. So, close I can feel her breath on my mouth.

"What were you going to say little lamb?" She pinches her lips tightly together. Doing everything she can to be disobedient.

Looking down, at her chest, I lick my lips and shake my head. A devious laugh falling from my lips.

"Oh, baby girl," I look up at her through my little bit of hair that has fallen into my eyes.

"You have no idea what you're doing to me." I say in a hushed tone.

I feel her heart speed up once more at my words. As well as smell the sweet scent of her honey between her legs. She licks her lips, my eyes following the motion.

"I was going to say don't lie to me."

My brows furrow with confusion for a moment. Lie to her about what? Then it hits me, why she wears the baggy clothes, pulls her hair in front of her face all the time, and humps her shoulders. She is trying to hide herself, thinking she isn't beautiful. That she's nothing special. It pisses me off!

I hold her chin between my thumb and finger.

"Let's get something straight right here and now little lamb. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life." She rolls her eyes before she can stop it. I stand up, her eyes going to my hard cock.

"You're naked." She whispers below her breath.

I pull her up, holding onto her arm, I drag her behind me to the nearest tree.

"It happens when we change into our wolf forms. Once we return back to human, we have no clothes on." I hear her intake of breath at my words.

"This has to be some dream. A cruel joke of my wild imagination playing tricks on me." She mutters more to herself than me.

She's so transfixed on her thoughts; she hasn't realized I've placed her chest up against the tree. My body along her back, so close she couldn't escape if she tried.

"What are you doing?" She asks once she realizes the position, I have her in.

I smile against her neck, leaning back I pull her hair to one side, so I can see her eyes better.

"Punishing you." Her brows furrow, as her mouth falls open.

"What," I don't let her finish her sentence before I kick her feet apart.

Stepping back, I pull her hips away from the tree, making her hands fall down the length of it.

"Stay just like this little lamb, if you move, I'll make it worse for you." I say as I rub my hand down her back, to her ass.

I can smell her fear emanating from her skin, hear the pounding of her heart. What has me closing my eyes, leaning my head back and taking a deep breath is the honey between her legs. My woman is drenched.