Love, Lust and Lycanthropy
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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
21
Views:
4,893
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 11
Sandra steps up to the door, not sure exactly what to do, she hesitates, she almost runs away, wants to run away but she stays, she’s come this far. Her heart is lingering in her throat waiting for her to choose. She raises her fist to knock and the door swings inward, opening; Jacob is standing in the doorway,
“Hi” he says his voice soft and empty. Sandra tries to speak say ‘hello, fuck you, good-bye,’ anything but she stands there staring at, “you want to come in?” his voice still empty, she nods. Jacob steps out of the way letting her in, she instantly goes to the couch, they spent so many nights there just holding each other, how could she leave that couch where she would always be in his arms wearing his warmth like a blanket?
“Can we talk?” she finally manages to say but it sounds weak and frightened the exact opposite of how she wanted it to sound.
“Yeah, sure,” Jacob sits in the chair beside the couch and turns the TV off. She thought it was weird for him to be watching the news,
“How did you know I was at the door?” she says stalling herself with out realizing,
“I could smell you,” he always loved the smell of her perfume but she had forgot to put any on before she came, she almost asks ‘how?’ but she quickly realizes that he has stronger senses.
“Do you love me?” she asks tears already threatening to come out, Jacob moves to the couch and puts his strong arms around her,
“Of course I do, I wouldn’t say I did otherwise,” she can’t fight the tears anymore but she chokes back her sobs, she buries herself in him. “I made you promise not to lie to me when we first started dating, I wouldn’t expect any less of myself,” and here she was moments from telling him off and he had to remind her of how much she loved him, she sucks back the tears for a moment,
“Do you love Karen?” she already dreads the answer,
“I do, but in a different way,” she desperately wanted his answer to have been a flat out ‘no’ “we dated in high school, we even slept together once, she was the one that had made me a werewolf, but I swear to you, we will only ever be friends.” Sandra keeps her composure,
“I saw you kiss her last night, it wasn\'t just a friendly kiss.”
“You\'re right, it wasn\'t a friendly kiss, I do still have feelings for her, but they are nothing compared to the way I feel about you,” she pushes herself away from him,
“And that’s just supposed to justify it? You fucking kissed her,”
“No, and I don\'t expect you to forgive me either, but you have to understand that as werewolves we have a closeness that will always exist, it’s stronger with Karen because she was the one that made me and that it was during one of the most intimate times of my life.”
Sandra wants to yell at him but that wouldn’t be fair, it wasn\'t his fault Karen made him a werewolf, but she has to say something,
“How can I understand any of that?” Jacob sighs,
“I know it must be very hard to, but I have that same connection with all of the members of the pack even the males, it is a strong closeness its hard to put into words exactly how close, if I could show you I would, trust me when I say the closeness isn’t sexual, but it is intimate,” she stares into those bright green eyes of his there is a deep sadness lurking within them along with something she has always seen in his eyes, truth. She almost reaches out to him but stops herself.
Jacob takes her hand in his she reflexively jerks back, “Come with me tonight, I\'ll show you what I am underneath, behind the human façade,” his eyes look deep into hers as if he can see something in her eyes that she could never see in his,
Sandra doesn’t want to lose him but she doesn’t know if she could handle the fact that he has an intimate relationship with others, that she herself could never experience, “Okay,” she finally says but is completely unsure of herself, him, and all that she ever thought about the two of them.
Jacob quickly gathers up a large tent and sleeping bag from the storage closet and slips his shoes on,
“What’s the tent for?” Sandra asks still wary,
“Well you don\'t expect me to shift out on the street do you? We’re going camping; the tent is for you,”
“What about you?” there is concern in her voice,
“It wouldn’t be the first time I\'ve slept in the wilderness.” Jacob smiles at her.
“Hi” he says his voice soft and empty. Sandra tries to speak say ‘hello, fuck you, good-bye,’ anything but she stands there staring at, “you want to come in?” his voice still empty, she nods. Jacob steps out of the way letting her in, she instantly goes to the couch, they spent so many nights there just holding each other, how could she leave that couch where she would always be in his arms wearing his warmth like a blanket?
“Can we talk?” she finally manages to say but it sounds weak and frightened the exact opposite of how she wanted it to sound.
“Yeah, sure,” Jacob sits in the chair beside the couch and turns the TV off. She thought it was weird for him to be watching the news,
“How did you know I was at the door?” she says stalling herself with out realizing,
“I could smell you,” he always loved the smell of her perfume but she had forgot to put any on before she came, she almost asks ‘how?’ but she quickly realizes that he has stronger senses.
“Do you love me?” she asks tears already threatening to come out, Jacob moves to the couch and puts his strong arms around her,
“Of course I do, I wouldn’t say I did otherwise,” she can’t fight the tears anymore but she chokes back her sobs, she buries herself in him. “I made you promise not to lie to me when we first started dating, I wouldn’t expect any less of myself,” and here she was moments from telling him off and he had to remind her of how much she loved him, she sucks back the tears for a moment,
“Do you love Karen?” she already dreads the answer,
“I do, but in a different way,” she desperately wanted his answer to have been a flat out ‘no’ “we dated in high school, we even slept together once, she was the one that had made me a werewolf, but I swear to you, we will only ever be friends.” Sandra keeps her composure,
“I saw you kiss her last night, it wasn\'t just a friendly kiss.”
“You\'re right, it wasn\'t a friendly kiss, I do still have feelings for her, but they are nothing compared to the way I feel about you,” she pushes herself away from him,
“And that’s just supposed to justify it? You fucking kissed her,”
“No, and I don\'t expect you to forgive me either, but you have to understand that as werewolves we have a closeness that will always exist, it’s stronger with Karen because she was the one that made me and that it was during one of the most intimate times of my life.”
Sandra wants to yell at him but that wouldn’t be fair, it wasn\'t his fault Karen made him a werewolf, but she has to say something,
“How can I understand any of that?” Jacob sighs,
“I know it must be very hard to, but I have that same connection with all of the members of the pack even the males, it is a strong closeness its hard to put into words exactly how close, if I could show you I would, trust me when I say the closeness isn’t sexual, but it is intimate,” she stares into those bright green eyes of his there is a deep sadness lurking within them along with something she has always seen in his eyes, truth. She almost reaches out to him but stops herself.
Jacob takes her hand in his she reflexively jerks back, “Come with me tonight, I\'ll show you what I am underneath, behind the human façade,” his eyes look deep into hers as if he can see something in her eyes that she could never see in his,
Sandra doesn’t want to lose him but she doesn’t know if she could handle the fact that he has an intimate relationship with others, that she herself could never experience, “Okay,” she finally says but is completely unsure of herself, him, and all that she ever thought about the two of them.
Jacob quickly gathers up a large tent and sleeping bag from the storage closet and slips his shoes on,
“What’s the tent for?” Sandra asks still wary,
“Well you don\'t expect me to shift out on the street do you? We’re going camping; the tent is for you,”
“What about you?” there is concern in her voice,
“It wouldn’t be the first time I\'ve slept in the wilderness.” Jacob smiles at her.