Chapter 7

            Sat around the kitchen table, dragging my fork through my curry, I was still thinking about everything that happened after drama class. It was just so hard to not tell Baz what went on; not only did I think I’d lose him but also he would go for Cayleb ten times more aggressively than he did to Sharon.

            ‘Kez... you ok? You seem worried, what are you thinking about?’ Baz asked as he sat down opposite me with his plate and a bottle of lager.

            ‘I’m alright, just got a lot on my mind lately. Like exams and drama.’

            He smiled. ‘Ah, you’ll be good. Remember, I’ve seen you when you act your best, if you put your mind to it then you will be awesome.’

            ‘Thanks.’ And I went about eating dinner with a smile on my face. Then it occurred to me that I was meant to ask him something. ‘Baz, can I ask you something?’

            ‘Sure.’

            ‘Who was that grey wolf who broke up your fight with Sharon? And what was that lying on the ground thing about?’

            He put down his bottle after taking a sip and looked out of the window before answering. ‘That was the head; he’s kind of like the alpha male of the school. Not that the head teacher position is fought over, but he’s the oldest out of the staff when he became head. Anyway, as we are kind of in his territory we have to do as he says. The humans in the school don’t get the same treatment as we do.’ He looked at me with harsh eyes, and then continued. ‘And being alpha male he has top authority over us werewolves, including the staff. So when he intervened in our fight, we both got told off but me more as I’m a male too. He put me in my place and told me I shouldn’t attack a female even if she attacked me first. And that’s when I got all moody and annoyed.’ He stopped talking and just took another sip of lager.

            ‘Oh, I think I understand. It’s ok though, right? I mean, you had to back down like that, I wouldn’t want you to get in a fight with an alpha.’ I smiled at him sweetly and giggled. We finished dinner and tidied up.

            Up in my bedroom, I brushed my hair and got changed into my pyjamas. Just as I was about to get into bed, my door was knocked on. I wandered over, switched on the light and answered the door. Before I could ask who it was or what they wanted, I was pushed to the side and he walked in past me.

            ‘Sorry, Kerry,’ he apologised.

            I shut the door. ‘What’s wrong?’ I asked as he sat on my bed with his head in his hands. After walking over, I knelt on the floor in front of him and put my hands on his knees. ‘Come on, baby, you can tell me.’

            He peaked through his fingers. ‘You won’t really understand, but I feel like my pride has been taken away a bit. It’s not nice to be made to feel like that, the whole authority alpha male thing I was talking about earlier,’ he explained.

            I took his hands in mine, he looked away. ‘Barry, you’ll be fine. Hey, you’re the strongest guy I know. I know you enough now; this wouldn’t normally get to you. What’s this all really about?’ I asked. Deep in my mind I was hoping that he didn’t know what had happened between me and Cayleb; and why was I thinking about that so much, what I really should be doing is forgetting about the whole thing completely.

            ‘It’s about me and you, deep down. If you don’t think I’m strong enough to take care of you when you need me, well I’m scared you’d go to a stronger guy.’ He looked at me with a guilty, almost embarrassed face.

            ‘Oh. Well, I don’t see why you’d think that. I’m not with you because of how strong you are; I’m with you because I love you and I want to be with you.’ I smiled at him then clambered up onto his lap, sort of straddling him around the waist; he placed his hands on my butt to support my weight and to stop me from falling off. Placing my arms round his neck, I smiled more at him. ‘Don’t be silly, Baz, I’m not going to leave you for a stronger guy. I don’t know one for starters.’

            He began to smile, and his fingers were stroking my neck and brushing through my hair. ‘Hmmm, I guess that does make me feel better.’ He leaned closer and kissed my cheek and neck.

            Smiling to myself, I knew the perfect thing to say to him. ‘You’re alpha male enough for me. So that’s that,’ I stated.

            ‘Mmmm,’ he rumbled into my ear. ‘That’s exactly what I want you to feel.’ His lips touching mine, we kissed each other hard and strong and passionately; he began to lean back and I rocked forward. Once he was fully on his back, I was now properly straddling him. My hands had now traced down to his pecks and my lips were nowhere removing themselves from his. He was like my little (alright, big) addiction and I needed him so much.

            I could feel his hands wander all over my body, each new touch was a whole new thrill to me; I was buzzing so much more, partly because I wanted him to feel that I wasn’t go to leave him and that I wanted him so bad.

            At that point it felt like he had read my mind, because he pushed up and turned us over so I was underneath; my head was now between my two pillows and I suddenly felt a little overpowered. Not in the sense that I was afraid but more like I knew he was there to protect me and nothing was about to get in between us. He leant down over me, one of my legs was bent at the knee and he ran his hand up it from my ankle all the way to my hip; meanwhile his lips re-connected with mine, and my hands roamed up and down his back feeling his muscles twitch and move as he moved his arms and shoulders.

            Pulling on my lower lip lightly with his teeth, he grumbled a low growl at me which made me giggle as it coursed up my arms and tickled a little. He let go and watched me with a bemused look. ‘What’s funny?’ he asked.

            ‘You, when you do that,’ I replied, still a little giggly. ‘I find it so cute yet playful and I feel like you’re a puppy playing with a chew toy.’ At that, he leant down and nibbled on my shoulder careful not to hurt me; as he did that I moved my head in such a way that I could kiss up and down his neck and nibble on his ear a little too.

            ‘Hey, you know I like that,’ he said, sounding like he was complaining but I knew he didn’t mind; the more I found out about him the better and more fun we could make these times in the bedroom (especially when he had to be careful of his strength compared to mine).

            ‘Yeh, I know you do. That’s why I do it. If I knew you didn’t like something then why would I do it when it would just annoy you?’ I asked rhetorically. ‘Anyway, we both should be getting to sleep.’

            ‘Oh, but? This is like the first real chance we’ve had together since moving here.’ He pouted which was slightly amusing but I didn’t laugh.

            I knew how he felt, I felt that way too; but after today’s events I didn’t feel much up to having sex with him; although to him it would be a pick-me-up if we did it. ‘I feel the same, Baz,’ I started. ‘But after today do you really think we should do that?’

            He looked deeply and longingly into my eyes. ‘What happened today is the perfect reason why we should. And after what you said just before, I just want to prove myself to you. And as cliché as this sounds, I want you to be my mate. I know you’re not like me but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to get with you like I am. I just don’t want to mess this up either, and...’

            I had put my fingers on his lips to stop him saying anymore; I said nothing, I just stared into his eyes with a gentle, soft gaze with mine sweetly narrowed to show him I understood. It was the way he made me feel, so alive and exhilarated when he was like this. He took my hand in his and pulled it gently away from his lips; I shuffled a little from under him and had the top half of my back resting against the headboard.

            He kept watching me and spoke again. ‘I know we both need sleep, but I just want to share tonight with you.’

            I replied while stroking my fingers through his hair and over his arm. ‘I know you do, but I just want us to be in each other’s arms and fall asleep together. You make me feel so warm at night. I had gotten so used to you that when I got back home I was so cold some night’s I could barely sleep, I had the heating turned up in my room and my parents thought it was boiling. I want to get used to you again, being so close to you like I was and feeling like I’m good enough for you.’ He started to open his mouth to that comment but I interrupted. ‘I know some of your friends and mostly all the other werewolves think we’re an odd couple but I don’t care about them. I just want to feel that you’re proud to be my guy and that no werewolf girl would take you from me just because she can take every bit of you and be able to fight back when you use all of your being around her.’ I found myself smiling and him as well; we both knew this is how I felt sometimes but he always assured me that the whole me not being a werewolf thing was nothing for either of us to worry about.

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