Hello my dear readers, It took longer than I expected, but I hope you like how this story is developing. Please be gentle with your comments, although you already know how I encourage you to tell me your opinion.
With love,
xxJennss
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Lucas... 6 years ago
Mr. Thomas was our history teacher, his long almost white hair was the reflection of 500 years of experience. Today, we were learning about the time humans and weres didn't have any differences, a time when we were at peace. History says that 200 years ago the leader of the Wihlem pack, Marcus, found his mate, Elena. She was a beautiful Amazonian human. Although, it was a very rare case for a wolf to choose a human as a mate, their union was thought to finally break the differences between both races.
During 10 years, Marcus tried to convince Elena to be turned into a wolf, he wanted to be with her forever and couldn't imagine his life if she died. Elena declined each time, telling him that they still had more time together, so when time was appropriate, she would consent to his request. The Wihlem pack loved her and they didn't care she was human. She was one of them, their leader had accepted her and it was obvious that he loved her, so they shared their Alpha's happiness.
But one day, the pack was attacked out of a sudden. Humans came with swords, torches and every kind of weapon they wanted to exterminate the were peaceful community. The wolves were not expecting such reaction towards them. Mercilessly, children, females and males were killed, their houses burnt, their possessions stolen. At the end of the day, the community was reduced to ashes. Only one of them had survived, Elena. How was that possible? She should have died along with them.
The thing is that Elena had been cheating on Alpha Marcus for about four years. During one of the reunions between the two species, Elena met Eliot Savage, a wealthy and powerful member of the human community. At first, he had problems seducing Elena, but little by little she had stopped loving Marcus and attached her body and soul to her new human lover.
Was it possible for Marcus to be wrong about the mate he had chosen? Had his instincts somehow failed? There were no answers for Elena´s betrayal, no explanation could take time back and prevent the Wihlem pack for such a tragedy. The were community also suffered, for they had lost many of their important members. Besides, Elena´s treason started the persecution of many packs in the continent. Weres had to run away and fight for their lives.
When the battle was almost over, the remaining packs decided to live secluded and not to let humans coexist with them. Also, a new agreement was written, they would not mix with humans. Marcus had paid highly for his love to Elena. His bad experience would be an example of the unpredictable nature of humans. Their feelings and emotions were not the same, it was concluded the mating bond had no effect on them.
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Lucas, Present time
It has been 6 months since I last talked to Jenna and it has been a complete pain for me. Once the winter was gone, spring came with my first mating heat. It had started one week ago. Every inch of my senses tell me to run to my mate and take her in every possible way, but I won't indulge. The other night, I even tried to kiss another girl just to scratch the itch I was feeling. I was at the manor´s library, looking for a book and there she was, her name is Celine, a beautiful red- haired were. Obviously, she had been looking for me due to the fact that everybody knew that suddenly Camille and I were not an item anymore.
"Hey there Luc, are you looking for me?", said Celine jiggling like a little girl, she was wearing a sexy black tiny dress, surely, this number had worked out perfectly with other single members of the pack. Instantly, my beast was on high alert. She came here looking for sex. But even in my blurred lustful brain, I didn't want her. Instantly, in my mind a new theory formed: what if I kissed this willing girl? Maybe my lust could make me forget about Jenna. I was desperate to forget all about her. During this time, I had almost lost my shit three times. She was teaching to the young ones, I saw her come and go every day, her body, her scent, her laugh, her eyes, her kind personality, everything about her had me completely obsessed. So, what would it be like if I shut my mind up for a few moments and erased her?.
As we got closer, I let my body lean into hers, not paying attention to her not-so-appealing scent or her arrogant smile. She thought she had me, but the truth was that I wanted to run away. Giving Celine my best smile, I placed my hands around her hips. She wasn't tiny like Jenna, her eyes were not green, everything about Celine was wrong for me. I was a lost case, when a wolf enters into mating heat, he needs his mate. It is easier for those who hasn´t found it yet. They choose who they want to spend their time with, but I needed my other half and my wolf wouldn't want it otherwise. I turned and ran that night until I was spent. Why had mother Luna punished me like this? My body aches. I needed sex, my instincts were crying for it. My mom was angry at me, for her, me being mated to a human represented no threat. She was ecstatic when she learned Jenna was my mate because Jenna almost got under the skin of each member of our community. How could they resist? She was smart, beautiful and charming, and I knew it, I was aware Jenna was a great woman, but I wouldn't do what Marcus had done. I wouldn't trust a human.
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Jenna
These months have been the longest of my life. I've been pretty busy between horses, pups and art. There is no doubt I have been doing as much activities as I could to prevent sadness overwhelm me. Mr. Giroux have been teaching us in art classes about the basic techniques to express our feelings in our creations. For our final project, I decided to paint a landscape. It reflects the sky and the sea, the effect I tried to use was one that makes the spectator feel there is no end in the horizon, just to find that the sky and sea join in the end. Once it was almost finished, he came to my station.
"Very good job young lady. I can feel sadness through your beautiful piece, tell me Jenna, why is that? What are you trying to say with your paint?".
"I didn't know I was projecting sadness through my work", I replied in defense.
"That's not a bad thing Jenna. We don't usually think that our actions reflect our feelings, but it does. Tell me more about what you did."
"Well, Mr. Giroux, there is the sky and the sea. They are different in every aspect, environment, composition, distance, but if you look at the horizon, sometimes you cannot say which is what, because they are one, even if they have to travel a long distance to finally join", I said almost out of air, realizing how sad, desperate and broken-hearted I sounded.
As no one knew I was Lucas' intended mate, Mr. Giroux had no clue what I was talking about, maybe he thought I was a young silly girl thinking about romance.
He smiled sympathetically at me and said, "Good job Jenna, you've done an amazing piece", walking to the next student.
This week has been weird for me, I have constantly felt this hot flashes, my skins burns and my head hurts. As I get to my cabin, I drink some honey tea to see if I feel better later. Before sleeping, I take a hot bath. Now, I'm sure I can survive this pain.
Sooner rather than later, I wake up with the annoying sound of my alarm, tururu- tururu- tururu. "Hey! Shut up already!" I scream pushing my head between two pillows. I never have been a morning person, but as I get up from bed the headache I felt last night comes back with a vengeance. "Oh, god", I moan in pain as I try to balance myself against the bathroom door. I've never felt this sick before, it is terrible. Lucky for the weres, they never get any virus. I try to establish a slower pace for my morning routine, but when I'm getting dressed I notice something new. My skin starts to feel hot all over again, my nipples get hard and I can feel an electric current travelling inside me from head to toe. Even when I put on my lace pale blue bra, I feel the friction between the fabric and my skin, making my center tingle. My face flushes because this is so unlike me, I'm not used to feeling like this all the time. What's wrong with me today? It's like having all this repressed sexual energy that out of a sudden wants to go out of me.
I've never been a prude, I mean, being around werewolves all these years have provided me enough fantasy material for a lifetime. They are sexual creatures and that combined with their muscular sexy bodies, how could a lonely human girl resist the temptation to have naughty thoughts? But, of course, no one could ever compete with Lucas in my wild dreams. I've seen him change from human to werewolf and vice versa a couple of times. His beast is as beautiful as him, black shiny fur with a sprinkle of white by the ears. I always remember the first time I saw him like that, I was coming back to my cabin from my morning run, when I heard something like bones breaking and a soft moan along, behind a group of willows by my right side. Curiosity got the best of me and when I saw him, I got dead on my tracks. A blurry dark shadow suddenly changed into a man, a very powerful looking one. Broad shoulders, impressively defined chest and abdomen that finished in the sexiest V shape my young eyes have seen, his legs were two bronze muscular bars, there was not an ounce of fat in his perfect body. I didn't miss anything of his edible appearance, even his cock was resting long and thick between his legs, I bit my lips just thinking of the delicious pleasures he could bring me with all his mighty self. But I had to go because I didn't want to be caught ogling him, so I ran to my house so fast that I had to stop for at least 10 good minutes to recover. Now, I know better, I cannot go outside like this, wolves can sense every possible smell easily, so any chance to relieve my inner pain fantasizing is not a good idea right now.
As I get ready, I pick up a white A line sundress, I know it is cold outside, but I feel so hot, my skin prickles, and I get sweaty, even when I just got out of the shower, maybe I'm getting some sort of virus. When I get to the second floor of the school, I'm dizzy, getting upstairs was the hardest, I had to stop several times to get here and now that I'm in the classroom, I feel worse. Suddenly, my head, back and legs, everything hurts, I can't be standing anymore. My students give me puzzled faces, I try not to panic when blackness surrounds me.
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Lucas
Something feels wrong, I know that because with the mating heat my senses are heightened, but this is a new sensation. I feel pain, though I know it is not mine. Before I hear the phone ringing, I know it, Jenna, something might've happened to her. My mum's worried voice confirms my thoughts.
"Lucas, Jenna has just fainted at the school. We are in the care unit. I think she needs you."
"Thanks mom", I say as I go there running. The nearer I get to the unit the worse I feel, I can sense Jenna's pain all over my body.
When I open the door, my mom is taking Jenna's hand, but she is unconscious. Her tiny body is bowed in fetal position and her face contorted in pain. Looking at her like that breaks my heart. She is defenseless here, so human, so delicate, so mine. Her body is painfully contorted, little cries come out of her pouty lips. When I touch her forehead her temperature is not normal.
"She had just entered the classroom when she blacked out, she's got high fever, higher than what humans can bear, and her heart rate is also altered. I wanted you to check on her first because I know you are on you mating heat. I'm sure, it has affected her too."
Hearing my mom saying it makes me frown a little, could it be possible for Jenna to feel what I'm feeling? Is she experiencing how tough it is to go through the mating heat without her mate? I caress lightly her left arm. Her burning skin goosebumps wherever I touch it. My protective instincts arise, lifting her soft body, I take Jenna in my arms. I will take care of her in my own space of the manor. A small grin is drawn on my mother's face when I leave the room.
