Feral Wolf

My pack house was completely made out of logs and wood and with a ground foundation made of stones-everything created from scratch with a total of four stories high. It was the sweat and labor of my father and the fathers before him that we had this territory. It wasn’t this big in years prior but as time went on and our pack grew larger, we’d extended the home. It wasn’t extravagant but it was comfortable and homey. I took Brontes up to the top floor where he would be sleeping in the room next to mine.

We don’t try to affiliate ourselves with humans but the ones that do were only the elders and the leaders of this pack. We do trades and consultations with forest companies and companies who are looking to help the environment. In return, they give us the money we need to survive living out here in the deep woods.

When we entered into the room, he looked around curiously. Every now and then he would sniff the air. The room was never occupied in the past because the Alpha wing was only specific for strict family members. It wasn’t a large room and didn’t have anything much - just a bed, drawer, nightstand and a private bathroom. The room had a smooth, dark red carpet and on the opposite end was his bed. The bed frame, of course, also made out of wood. The only light fixture he had was the fan above his room that cast a faint but bright enough glow into his room.

I rocked on my feet, my hands behind my back. “So, I hope you like it. This is where you will be sleeping.”

“Where are you sleeping?” He asked. His eyes turned to me. I gave him a lopsided smile.

“I’ll be next door. If you need me you can just walk over.” I answered. I led him to the shower room that was to the left of his bedroom door. “This is your bathroom. You can take a shower in here.”

“Shower?” He looked at me curiously.

He doesn’t know what a shower was. My eyebrows furrowed at that.

“How long have you been living with the hunters?” I asked.

“They took me when I was just a baby and kept me ever since.” He replied. I moved closer to him out of sympathy. My mate suffered living with hunters for that long. No wonder the scars on his body were littered all over. The cruelty of it all had my wolf and I crying out in rage. My wolf wanted to run back there and tear the place apart even though we knew it was gone by now.

“Will you tell me how your life was with them?” I asked carefully. .He looked uncertain, probably because he didn’t trust me. His eyes even though hold a trust his wolf and him are still on edge.

“You don’t have to tell me yet but I would like to know. Just remember, Brontes, I can never hurt you.” I replied. He grinned in a silly way at me.

“You do realize I am bigger than you.” He said.

“Height and weight doesn’t determine the skills of a fighter.” I replied back. I decided to shrug the topic aside and turned to the shower room. I taught him how to use it and even grabbed his hand and placed it under the running warm water. His eyes lit up and he soon began taking off his shorts. I threw my hand over my eyes.

“What are you doing?” I cried out.

“I’m taking a shower.” He said.

“Not when I am in here, you crazy wolf!” I muttered.

“Why not?” His voice holding confusion. I began inching away from him.

“Because it is not proper.” I muttered.

“But I always took my clothes off in front of people.” He said. Why on earth would he take his clothes off in front of people? He doesn’t make sense.

“Not here you don’t. I have seen men naked before-“I heard an animalistic loud growl coming from his chest. His wolf must not like the idea. “But I have never seen them completely naked. I’m going to wait outside for you. Wash yourself and come out when you are done. There is a towel hanging right on the hanger for you to use to dry yourself.”

I groped my way out of the bathroom and closed it. I slumped against the door and images of him taking off his shorts and the bits I caught just before I smack my hand over my eyes had my body responding. My wolf was purring with the images. She loves our mate and how big he was. She was a little bummed out that I covered our eyes before we saw his member downstairs but I was more than fine with it. I could feel the heat in my cheeks just thinking about it.

I went to go find some spare clothes for him and when I came back he was standing completely naked in the middle of the room. I could see his perfectly taut butt cheeks and the muscles on the back of his back curving so beautifully. The sound of the door closing behind me had him turned around and I think I just died from seeing all of him. The heat in my cheeks rose in degrees and I was pretty sure I was beet red, like a turnip. I coughed and averted my eyes anywhere but at him.

“I brought you some clothes.” I whispered, my voice a little deeper than before. I cleared my throat again. I walked over to where he was standing and gave them to him. He took it and began putting on the clothes.

After he was decent, I looked back towards him. The green shirt I found him complimented his eyes. The black athlete shorts I got him, thankfully fit him, and his hair was dripping still around his shoulder. I sighed and moved to grab his towel he had used earlier and disappeared into the bathroom to grab a brush. I walked back out and sat on the bed and gestured to the floor with my finger. He looked at me oddly and I sighed again.

“Sit on the floor.” I mumbled. He didn’t move so I grabbed his hand and pulled him in front of me and then placed my hand on his broad shoulders pushing him down. Eventually he gave in and sat on the carpet.

I brought the towel in my hand and began drying his hair gently. When my fingers moved to his scalp to dry the wetness there he let out a groan that had my clenching my thighs tightly. Goddess, he has the sexiest groan in the world. When I was done, I began brushing his hair to untangle the knots. His hair was thick. It took a while but I eventually was able to detangle all the knots in his hair.

When I was done, I pushed on his shoulders to let him know I was done. He stood up slowly and looked at me. The odd expression on his face didn’t disappear. I stood up and straightened the black tank top I had on.

“Ok, well I am off to bed. You can sleep here. Have a good sleep.” I pointed to the bed and then I started walking away. It was the hardest thing I could’ve done. The mate bond was already getting stronger and every fiber of my body was fighting me to be with him but I knew it was too much for the both of us. When I turned to close the door behind me he was still looking at me with those emerald green eyes.