The Monster Inside of Me (part 11)

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Chapter 11

WOO that was fast!! But sorry it's short =[ but it's for a reason, I'm leaving for Tampa and probably won't write till Monday...But good news is that I'm writing a new story sooo any suggestions are welcome =]

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Well this is awkward, I thought to myself as I stared into the pale blue eyes of Sam. Emotions were swimming in her eyes like fear, confusion, disbelief, hurt, and excitement?

"That-" she said in a quiet voice, and I winced thinking that she was going to run off in fear.

"Was SO COOL" she yelled and began laughing hysterically. I looked at her weirdly and dropped my jaw; this chick is really crazy I thought. Looking at Cheveyo, he had a perplexed expression that showed disapproval. Stopping her laughter, she looked at me with a goofy grin

"Well this is the weirdest thing I have ever seen, why in God's name didn't you tell me?" she questioned, her arms folded across her chest for her to appear to be upset. I raised my eyebrow as if she could understand from that one simple gesture.

She sighed and shook her head. "I guess you really couldn't huh?" she guessed and I shook my head in agreement.

"Well can you change back into your normal self so we can talk about this" I shook my head and looked at the shredded clothes on the floor. She made a big O shape with and her mouth and laughed

"Dude your naked" she laughed, and I growled playfully.

At that moment we all froze, hearing some voices approach behind the building. Cheveyo barked and I knew he wanted us to leave; I looked at Sam apologetically, and limped off with Cheveyo helping me into the woods and I heard a loud

"We'll talk about this later Dawn-Anne Night!" and then heard other voices as we left into the direction of my house.

Arriving at my house, we had trouble entering but after I changed back with Cheveyo facing the opposite direction we managed to change and care for my already healing ankle.

"Dawn we have to speak" Cheveyo said from a stern voice downstairs. Oh crap, I thought here it goes. Hesitantly reaching the bottom I saw him pacing, his body in a tense position.

"What" I said, hugging myself. Feeling as if I had to keep my chest in place I squeezed as I looked into his ferocious expression.

"What? Is that all you have to say? You almost killed yourself and your friend fighting the other wolf not only that but exposing our secret to that girl" he said his hostels flaring.

"That girl" I stated angrily "Happens to be a good friend that won't tell anyone about us, and what did you expect me to do?"

"I expected you to run!" he yelled his voice filled with fury.

"You know perfectly well that out of all our training we have ran for a purpose, and because you didn't follow directions you endangered your life and the life of your friend because you ran off" he said putting the blame on me.

Furry entered me as he spoke those last words and I couldn't take it anymore.

"Well what did you expect me to do Cheveyo after I kissed you" I said as if it was a secret thing "but you rejected me as if I was the bubonic plague!" I yelled

"You didn't know what you were getting into when you did that." he defended and it made me more upset

"I know perfectly well what I was going into, but it's time for you to stop lying to yourself" I said serenely, and stepped forward close to his face. His eyes hardened and dilatated, his breath coming out in quick short breaths.

"Can you say to me that you don't feel anything when I stand next to you? Or when I touch you" I said placing my hand on his chiseled chest, feeling his heartbeat quicken by the light touch.

His mouth tightened and he quickly backed away, turning away from me and I felt a pain in my chest from his rejection.

"It's not that" he whispered "It's me"

"What do you mean?" I questioned confused.

"When you came here you had to fight the monster you have become, the one that lived inside of you. Dominating your character and personality." he said and I shivered slightly from the memory.

"Well for me or men in general, it's worse. We have to fight the urge, not to kill but to mate." he said the last word in disgust and it finally clicked in my head. He wanted to do the do with me, but uncontrollably. He then spun around suddenly and looked deep into my eyes.

"I want you, so badly it hurts. But I don't want to hurt you" he said with so much sincerity while brushing a price of my black hair away. Moving closer I looked into his eyes, then his mouth and whispered quietly.

"I'm willing to take that chance" and brought my mouth to his in a passionate kiss.

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