She's so soft and pliant. Sensing movement, she comes awake slowly, blinking up at him with her thumb in her mouth. She stares up into the dilated pupils of an Alpha and says with a rather sweet, "Hi."
She smells like his favorite brand of whiskey and baby powder, so soft and sweet and trusting already, hands clutching at his shirt and curling tight.
"Hello," he finds himself responding, rumbling a little so that she would press herself closer to him. She's beautiful, up close, her cheeks a little flushed and her lips slightly parted. She's still looking at him expectantly, clinging tightly. There's something oddly familiar about her and it takes him second to place her. There was an accident a few weeks ago. He saw a truck ram into a much smaller car right off a cliff and it was pure instinct that propelled him to jump off after the vehicle and pull the young woman out from behind the wheel of the sinking car.
She had clung to him so tightly then too, fingers curled onto his shirt, trembling as she cried into his chest. She'd sobbed when the paramedics took her away.
"If you could sign all these, I can take her away," the man says, offering to take her from his arms.
Liam snarls at him from getting to close, pulling her up closer in his arms so he could attack if necessary.
The man looks entirely too pleased with himself. "I suppose you've changed your mind about keeping her, then?" he asks.
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Delia works a job where she is unappreciated and underpaid. Her social life is nonexistent, her career is a joke, and to top it all off, her apartment is haunted.
She's a human in a world owned by Werewolves and it's impossible for her to fit in unless she embraces the lifestyle that werewolves have deemed suitable for fragile humans such as herself. There are a group of werewolves who think of her as precious, as something to be treasured and taken care of, bundled up in swaddles and fed from bottles. Werewolves who wants to take her and fill her, use her body in every way imaginable.
She doesn't think it's the life for her, but life has other ideas…
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"Are you hungry, baby?" he asks, reaching back to comb a hand through her hair. "Shh... don't panic. That's just for now, until you get used to your new life. I'm not going to hurt you, baby girl."
Yeah, right. He's hurting her right now by kidnapping her against her will! She hopes she can convey her anger through her glare. She's probably failing miserably because he's still gazing at her with a kind of fond look people give to cats doing amusing things. She works herself up into mild panic as the car continues to move forward and she remains trapped, strapped down by leather belts around her torso to keep her from moving.
Tears begin to trail down her cheeks and she's hiccupping and chewing on the pacifier messily, finding comfort in the sucking motion, hands clenching and relaxing so that she feels like she's doing something.
Maybe she'll get lucky and they'll get stopped by the police. He can't just take her off the streets like that! She has rights too! Less rights than normal people, but still! An ugly voice inside whispers that it wouldn't matter who sees them. They're just going to find a stubborn, misbehaving Baby and her new werewolf Daddy.
Tanya warned her to be careful if she went to the bar, but she probably didn't think that Delia would be kidnapped off the streets like this! No one's going to come looking for her. Tanya could go to the police, but no one's going to care enough to do anything about it.
"Wait there, baby. Daddy's going to stop the car and get you something to eat, okay?" he says and clicks the turn signal on before stopping the car at the side of the road.
Her heart pounds painfully against her chest when he gets out of the car and then he's opening to door to her right and tugging her, seat and all, towards the edge. For one terrifying second, she thinks he's going to yank her straight out of the car and drop her and she would be helpless to do anything as he drives away, but he stops at the edge and peers down at her with a terrifying amount of fondness. A gust of wind blows cold air into the car and she shivers.
"Don't cry, baby girl," he says, wiping the tears from her cheeks with a napkin and then discreetly patting the bottom of her chin to clean her spit as he pulls away. "Daddy's going to take care of everything for you now, okay?"
Not okay. Definitely not okay! She has a life, friends- okay well, one friend and a joke of a life, but it's hers all the same and she's not ready to give it all up.
He ignores her whimpered protests and leans down to brush his fingers against her cheek.
She kind of hates herself a little for leaning into it, chasing the warmth that his palm provides. "Sweet little thing," he coos. "The milk's not very hot now, but it's probably still a little warm?" he reaches past her into a bag beyond her line of sight and retrieves a hot water bottle that he empties into another cup with expert ease. He caps it shut and then reaches a hand towards her.
She flinches away, a whimper slipping out before she can stop it. Her eyes shut and she turns her head into the soft sheet beneath her cheek, trembling uncontrollably.
"Shh... Shh... Don't be frightened, baby. Daddy's just picking you up so you can drink easier," he says.
There's a long pause before she registers that she's being cradled against a firm chest, the werewolf tall and strong enough to hold her with one arm around her bum and part of her upper thigh. It's harder and harder to breathe and she realizes she's not inhaling properly, gasping against the pacifier without getting enough air into her lungs.
He fiddles with something on the back of her head and suddenly the pacifier falls away. She gasps great gulps of air as the man makes soft, cooing noises and settled her firmly against his chest.
"Shh... It's alright. Daddy's here now. Everything's going to be alright." He rubs her back in big gentle circles that reminds her of something oddly familiar. Even then, it takes a little while before her body starts to calm down and she's left shaking and embarrassed. She's not a child. She doesn't need to be comforted like this. "Daddy knows it's a lot and you're scared, but it's going to be perfect. Don't worry about anything, darling. Daddy's going to take care of everything for you from now on. Daddy didn't mean to scare you. It's alright. Everything's alright."
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