The Avestan Viewer -- A Wolf Love Story

Chapter 30 -- Danika's Wolf Takes A Stand

I struggled to get up and Stephen just kept his hand on my shoulder pushing me down slightly, he was half-lying on top of me. Well maybe I'd give him a blast to see how he liked it then.

"I need to get up Stephen," I glared at him, I did NOT like this conversation at all.

"You always want to run when you are angry or don't want to face things Danika, it's alright to get angry you know, to face it."

I blew out a breath, "I told you how I am, I need some alone time to process things Stephen. This is nothing new, and I'm not like you- so let me up! Come on..." I tried again to get up and was getting annoyed.

"What happens when you get really angry, Mate? What happens when you can't control the 'Silver energy'?" Stephen let me loose and I scrambled up and took a few steps away. I was naked, but I didn't care. Stephen did and I saw his nostrils flare as he looked at me from my face, down to my chest and legs, and all the way down to my feet- and back up. Geez.

"What happens when I get really mad now Stephen? I argue and shout and walk around, go outside and take a walk or whatever I need to do to cool down. It's what many people do and I won't let you try to make me feel bad about it." I was glaring at him now and a little distressed. I hadn't thought about this before and I was mad my cozy wake up time was ruined. I love waking up with Stephen's arms around me, it was one of my favorite things.

Stephen looked at me and flexed his chest muscles as he sat up and stretched. I realized I was watching the way his muscles moved under his delicious skin, he was so damn sexy and I wanted to just lick his chest and neck. He smirked at me as he got up and walked toward me.

"Danika, it's time you looked at this is all I'm saying," he stated and gave me a quick kiss and went into the bathroom. I started to get dressed and pick up my clothes which were all over. Dangerous? I was dangerous? It was a preposterous thing to say, but then I remembered trying to kill Zeke, and when I lost it at Timothy's lab. What the hell? I wondered. I was trying to pinpoint when my life turned towards the bizarre and stood there looking out a nice window in the bedroom. I looked at the treetops and watched the birds fly about. Maybe I did live in my own bubble of my own making.

"Ready to head back?" Stephen said as he started to put his clothes on.

"Yea," I muttered and started to walk to the door.

Stephen reached out a hand to stop me, and then let it drop. "Danika, I didn't say these things to be cruel, but it's time you started thinking about them. Don't you see that's why Zeke hasn't been back? It's because you'd kill him, you're more powerful than he is now. It has nothing to do with your security which he can just freeze." He kissed the tip of my nose, then went to find his shoes.

I just stood there and stared at him. I was having difficulty processing this for some reason, I never thought of myself as particularly powerful. I was a trained warrior in my old pack and pulled my weight, but was nothing special. And now Stephen threw it in my face like... well something big that you throw in a person's face. I switched metaphors and thought that the whole concept just felt like a bad fitting shoe and I didn't like it. But I had Stephen to help me navigate all of this.

This was one of those defining moments when your self-perception shifts into something entirely new, and it feels a little itchy when you realize you need to see things differently.

While I was deep in thought Stephen walked past me and started taking off his clothes again, putting them in a box by the front door. I just watched him mesmerized, god that man was a fine 'spec-i-mine'. Stephen smiled at me and then shifted into his gorgeous wolf in one continuous fluid, rippling movement. I ran my fingers through his soft fur and he leaned his enormous head into my hand. I remembered that this wolf was so dangerous last night and frowned.