by Lili Lam
Basking in the euphoric feeling I was experiencing from kissing Tristan, I ran my fingers up the back of his neck tangling them in his hair. The sexy little groan that escaped his lips added more fuel to my fire. I love the way it sounds and wanted to hear it again, so I took the initiative and deepened the kiss.
I don't know where all the confidence came from, but for some strange reason being with Tristan makes me feel powerful. Like I could conquer anything my heart desired. Am I nuts for thinking that? Was it all in my head, because I know he's future Alpha? I wanted to pat my damn self on the back for standing up to those bullies.
In the past, I knew they talked about me in what they thought were hushed whispers whenever they'd pass me in the halls or in class. Hushed whispers my ass, those girls wouldn't know what a whisper was if it came up and smacked them in the face. They're just naturally loud and extremely annoying when they talk to one another. I don't think the word quiet exists in their vocabulary.
Constantly making fun of my magnifying lens that I once called glasses and my frumpy clothes that my delayed body didn't fill out so well. I came to the assumption that they were just mean hearted people and now I get ridiculed for being noticed? They were jealous because all the attention was on me now? I didn't ask for any of this, but obviously they didn't care.
I can't believe I was accused of being the town slut, town prude more like it! Before Tristan, I've never even hugged a guy, let alone kiss one. Tristan pulled away from our intense lip lock to trail hot kisses from my cheek all the way down to the crook of my neck. Oh god, I hope my neck wasn't full of sweat and that it didn't taste salty.
That's all I'd need right now is for him to throw up on my feet from the disgusting taste of kissing my neck.
Standing there in his arms, I felt like we were the only ones on the beach at that very Moment. I didn't care who was watching or what was being said none of it mattered. All that did matter was enjoying this Moment for all that it's worth. It's an experience I never in a million years expected to happen to me.
Who can honestly say they ever thought Tristan Evans and Annalise Foster would end up together as a couple...just what I thought...the sound of complete silence as no one raises their hand. The feeling of Tristan's lips against my neck and the tightening of his hands on my waist had my body bubbling like hot lava ready to erupt out of a volcano.
My heart was thrashing so frantically against my chest, I wondered if he could feel it or even hear it? I'm sure the sound of my breathing was labored as I tried desperately to take in lungfuls of air. "Mmm, Tristan" I moaned raspily grabbing a hold of his shoulders. I don't think I've ever felt something so sensual in my entire life!
Suddenly I felt a slight nip causing me to jump. Did he seriously just bite me where my neck meets my shoulder? It was a playful bite and it only hurt for a split second as his tongue smoothed over it to take away the slight sting that it left, but nevertheless it was still a bite.
Before I knew what happened next, Tristan pushed me away forcefully by the hips staring down at me with pure silver eyes. The evening had turned into night and the sky was a dark purple color making his eyes shine so bright they looked almost translucent.
"W-what's wrong?" I asked trying to take a step towards him. "Are you ok?" I wanted to comfort him and make sure nothing was wrong. Looking at me like he was in so much pain caused the vessels of my heart to squeeze blocking off the blood flow. He held up his hands to stop me from approaching him.
"No...don't come any closer." Did I do something wrong? Why was he glaring at me with such intensity? Was I too inexperienced for him? "I need to go." Tristan spat out turning on his heels and running across the sand towards the boardwalk.
"Tristan, wait!" I screamed out after him. I tried my best to chase after him, but as you all recall I'm not athletic. Before I even made it to the boardwalk the pain in my sides made me feel as though my kidneys were going to explode. I was standing on the boardwalk with my hands on my knees. Wheezing for air as my chest heaved up and down when I noticed Luke and Anya quickly making their way over to me.
"What happened, Lise?" Luke demanded to know, most likely concerned about his Alpha. "Which way did he go?" I couldn't force myself to speak; I needed all the air I could get. The most I could offer Luke was to raise my hand and point straight ahead.
"I'll go check on him." Luke said kissing Anya gently on her temple before he took off in the same direction.
"You ok?" Anya's voice was filled with concern. She threw her arm over my shoulder as we both began walking across the parking lot towards the woods. I nodded in response, still trying to catch my breath so that I could explain what happened. When I was finally able to breathe normally, I told her everything.
"So what you're telling me is that things were getting hot and heavy, you moaned his name and he practically freaked out after he bit you?" Anya asked with her eyebrows turned downwards in confusion.
"Yea, I just don't get it." I sighed sadly; we reached the end of the parking lot and were standing at the beginning of the tree lines.
"Why the hell would he run off like that and straight into the woods? What is he nuts?" Anya's expression was disbelieving as she shook her head. "Don't they know about all the wolf sightings in the woods around Port Clyde?"
My saliva got stuck in my throat and I began choking when I heard the words escape her mouth. "Wolf sightings?" I croaked.
"Wait, don't tell me. You're constantly reading anything and everything you can get your hands on and you don't read the newspaper?" She joked in mock surprise.
"Oh hush up. I read books not the news!" I cried nudging my body against hers managing to knock her a bit off balance. "That's what the TV is for, to watch the news."
Anya chuckled loudly in response, but it was cut off as soon as I took a step off the cement into the dirt path that led to the woods. "Whoa, where the heck do you think you're going?" She asked horrified, grabbing a hold of my arm to stop me. Jeez, by her expression you'd think I was slaughtering baby bunny rabbits. I was just going to look for the guys.
"To look for the guys." I answered simply shrugging my shoulders. "You coming with or you going to stay here and be a chicken?"
Anya shuddered like she got a sudden chill. "They say there's been numerous sightings and they're warning people to stay away from the Forrest."
"C'mon really?" I quipped with a pointed look. "What's the worse that can happen? The guys are in there..." Well, typically when someone asks a question like that, the worse thing imaginable always seems to happen doesn't it?
We'd been walking for a good ten minutes along a dirt path and still no sign of the guys anywhere. As to not draw any unwanted attention to ourselves from wild animals we decided it was best to stay quiet. The trees went from thin and spread out at the beginning of the woods to now being abundant and closer together. Everything seemed so eerily quiet in here.
The only thing helping us see where we were going in the dark was the measly flashlight app I downloaded onto my Iphone. I stayed up late last night downloading apps. I discovered one called Wattpad the largest community for discovering and sharing stories. Which meant unlimited reading! So you can only imagine I stayed up extra late last night saving numerous amounts of stories to my library.
Even that was proving to be a bad idea considering my phone was flashing the 10% battery low reminder! I had no freaking idea which way was back towards the parking lot, but I sure as hell wasn't going to tell Anya that. Anya's lanky arms were wrapped around mine like a damn king cobra as her bony hands squeezed the life out of my arm, cutting off the circulation.
Her eyes darted around nervously and her breathing was coming out in little pants. She was scared, but didn't want to tell me. Usually she's the braver of the two of us. The more daring one who's willing to try anything just once so that she could say she did it.
Shuffling along for another five minutes I was beginning to get this sick feeling in my stomach. You know, the way your stomach turns in knots
when you finally admit to being lost. The feeling of helplessness washes through you from not knowing where you are or which way to go. It's not like you can ask for help either, because there's not a damn soul in sight.
As panic sets in you realize either that A- you're never going to find your way back home or B- you're way too young to die! My phone beeped with a 5% low battery reminder, causing Anya to shriek in terror. "What the hell was that?" She hissed looking like she was ready to scream bloody murder.
"My phone's dying." I admitted guiltily. It was my fault we decided to come in here and now, we're goners for real!
"Oh...great...just great!" Anya whined throwing her hands up in the air. "What's the worse that can happen?" She mocked trying to imitate my voice. "We're going to be wolf food is what!"
The snap of a twig diverted our attention to the right of us; I shined my phone in that direction and breathed a sigh of relief. Standing in a small clearing were two wolves with their backs towards us, a huge black one that I instantly recognized as Tristan and a large tan one that I only figured to be Luke.
‘We finally found them!’ I thought with pure happiness. These are good wolves that won't hurt us, we’re their mates and they'd protect us...something Tristan explained to me. It was like they were standing there discussing something in their wolf form. It was an amazing sight to see, so extraordinary.
Then, as though the two of them smelled us approaching their ears perked up and they turned around to face us. My phone died at the same exact time Anya's ear piercing scream broke the quietness, throwing us into complete and utter darkness. The only glow we saw now was the shine of Luke and Tristan's eyes in the pitch black.
I heard a thump next to me and looked over to barely make out Anya's frame lying passed out on the floor. Oops, guess I forgot she doesn't know our guys are wolves. Crap, how am I going explain this one when she wakes up?
Chapter 17: Realization