Elila’s POV
Patrol seems to be slow tonight as I lazily jogged and hopped on buildings to buildings as I come across, while focusing below the city with a determination of mind. I had just reported to Inspector Lester about the incident last night, while leaving out the specific reason why I was careless enough to not even finish the duty last night. But it all turns out good as my father had cleared up my mess and brought the two guys to the police station with the help of my cousin, Ross Savage as he could feel my whereabouts here and there, for his blood flows deeply in me. Good old Inspector Lester for he thought I was perhaps too weary and in need to finish my school work for today’s school. I tried to chuckle at that moment but just politely agreed with him and went off to start my duty.
I find it peculiar that this night the criminals seem to be in their best behaviour. Hmmm…I should be in high spirits, not puzzled by this thought of mine so I guess I’m the odd one. Taking a sigh, I finally slowed down and jumped down a 10th floor storey –building and landed gracefully at a small park and start wandering around. I looked up at the sky and it seems to be filled with beautiful shinning stars and the half moon seems to be so bright for sensitive eyes. As I stared directly towards the bright moon, in an instant my silver eyes glowed brightly and sort of frightened the locals that were walking around the park, yet relaxes when they realized who I was and just walk pass me and greeted me politely before leaving me alone. After a few short bows of responding their greeting, I then started exploring the river and sit near the bushes just to hear contently the sound of its water.
My thoughts seem to be busy this night, simply thinking about the lunch time with little belle that seems to be so clear in my mind, repeating the scene that was captured photographically again and again. The shy glances, the innocent touches and a re-born friendship…or was it something else? I could even feel the beast within me, seemingly being content by this knowledge and wagging its own tail, while my human side seems to be in such a daze mode. Now which part of me is mad at the moment? The beast within me or my human self?
I shake my head aggressively as both of my hands went on top of my head, thinking to myself if I have gone insane. I seem to be feeling different as every hour or minutes have passed by and I’m suddenly feeling afraid. “I have to see her,” I whispered to myself, feeling somewhat overwhelmed by the realization of that. How could this feeling be so strong as if our ‘friendship’ seems to be growing closer for a decade or more, while I have only managed to meet her face-to-face again just last night. How much stronger this mate bond would go? Would it make us both go to the edge until we would find passion one day…or would we find regrets? I shook my head again and thought, ‘Enough of that, it is time to see her again.’ Feeling my heart beating faster and faster by the thought of that, I got up from my sitting place and sprint a little as I jumped up high to the sky so I could shape-shift into a falcon and flew as fast as I could to reach my faithful destination, Isabella…whom I fear to call it my home.
As I passed the forest below me, knowing fully well that I’ll be reaching her house soon, even with a body of a falcon, I could feel something funny in my stomach and the feeling of wanting to smile goofily seems to betray my controlled features. Am I already in love? Oh god I don’t think so. I mean, I know I can feel the love for Isabella, the love to protect her…the love of being her best friend and all of that. But falling in love? Isn’t that too soon? Yes…it’s too soon. I won’t let this mate bond manipulate my thoughts!! Ignoring what I was thinking slightly, I finally reached little belle’s window’s balcony and shape-shifted back to human. Once I landed gracefully yet silently, I quickly check the surroundings with alertness. Alerting my sensitive hearings to hear any heartbeats or noises in the house, I found two heartbeats that seem to be sleeping soundly in the other room, which probably would be Isabella’s parents. And of course, another heartbeat that belongs to a person I found her sitting on the floor at the end of the room just at the edge of the bed, and that heartbeat belongs to Isabella herself. But yet, I feel saddened when I see her upset face, as if she has been crying before I arrived. Her eyes were a little puffy with redness and I see her cell phone besides her. ‘Did she just argue with Melvin?’ I thought angrily. How could he do that to her?! She belongs to him, what MORE does he wants?!
I clenched my fists tightly, knowing fully well that if I clench any more tighter than this, I’ll surely draw out blood from my very own hands. My visions somehow became red again and inside me, I panicked a little…wondering how am I going to control myself. My parents are not here to help me this time…would I get out of control and seek for vengeance? The beast in me awakens for the need of Melvin’s blood and somehow able to control my body to turn around and wanting to fly outside to seek for the prey. I tried to shape- shift when…
“Elila? Is that you?”
I immediately turned around to look at little belle. Even with the state she is in, she looks at me with such tenderness that somehow my vision becomes colourful once again. My beast seems to calm down and starts wagging its tail happily and the thought of blood clears out of my mind and been replaced with concerned and loved for her. I blinked for a moment, quite surprised by how effective Isabella’s voice could do to me. But she didn’t look at me long as she turns her head and leaned back on the bed, seemingly too upset to give a proper greeting. Feeling ashamed that my duty as a friend is suppose to cheer her up, not to actually find vengeance at this moment, I tried to think of ways on how to cheer her up. ‘Give her flowers? Nope…too plain. Give her chocolates? Is every girl’s best friend…nope…not at this condition…you don’t want her to be fat right? Good point,’ I thought to myself. Puzzled, I take this minute to think something different. Then, I got the perfect idea…something simple yet somehow effective for my little belle.
I quietly got off the window, taking small steps towards her, not wanting to shock her in any ways. Then slowly, I shape-shift myself to something that I never really thought of doing since my hectic training a year ago - and that is a baby greyish adorable wolf. Okay, I know it wouldn’t be the perfect idea to cheer up all the girls as for sure they would be running the other way, but I remembered how little belle loves wolves yet at the same time, feared them. So I take this chance to be a baby wolf…not a adult wolf as she would probably be overwhelmed so a baby wolf would do just nice.
As I neared her, I barked which comes out more like a “Yip! Yip!” sound. ‘Great, now I sound like the perfect baby wolf,’ I thought to myself sarcastically. But it did get little belle’s attention as she slowly turned to look at me and somehow froze in place. I wanted to tell her that it was me and tried yet I could hear myself saying “Yip! Yip!” again, and slowly I moved towards her and placed my muzzle on her legs. She somehow just stared at me with wide eyes and I suddenly begin to think if this was a good idea or not. But somehow, she looks up ahead, perhaps looking at the window and realized that I wasn’t there now, and then she looks at me questioningly.
“Elila?”
“Yip! Yip!” I answered her and begin wagging my small fluffy tail.
Realizing that it was me, she just stared at me…then slowly touches my forehead with a little bit of hesitation. “So soft,” she said as she slowly becomes braver and pat my forehead softly. As for me, being a little bold, I crept towards her lap and lay there, and looking at her as if a baby received his first Christmas present from Santa. Isabella then chuckled and starts playing with me, touching my fur coat and scratching my tummy once in a while until sometimes I wonder if she forgets that I’m not really a real baby wolf. But then again, I realized that she would be a wonderful person to bring and meet the wolves later. Making her happy is such a wonderful thing as she continues playing with me and sometimes I’ll bite her hands playfully yet not hurting her at the same time.
“Wolfie! My little Wolfie,” she giggled.
Hearing that, I hurriedly wanted to get away from her but I heard her laughter as she hugs me to her tightly, not wanting to let go of me. I struggled with a few “Yip Yip” from me and then she reluctantly let me go as I hurriedly changed back to my human self. Once I did that, I looked at her with such horror and said, “Wolfie?! You called me Wolfie?!”
Isabella starts laughing out loud and managed to say, “Well, it suits you! You’re not really the big bad wolf you know.”
That was it. She had playfully ‘insulted’ me. This means punishment! “That’s it! You will be punished for calling a protector a Wolfie!” I said playfully and pounced on her as I hear her shrieked and tried to struggle to get away from my punishment. I was straddling her thighs as I pinned her on the floor, holding both of her hands above her head as I start my torturous punishment. Knowing that she couldn’t escape from me, she cried and asked for forgiveness with a hint of laughter…but I would not have that. And so the punishment starts now as I tickle her ribs gently and hear her squirmed beneath me and her cries of saying stop…but I still continued until she was already ‘tortured’ by my so-called-punishment.
I let her calm down as I unexpectedly watched her breasts heaving up and down from her breathing. Then I suddenly realized it was such a intoxicating to see such a display as I slowly look up to her and amazed by how her face seems to glow. Her hair was spread everywhere and she was such a goddess to see. She looks at me calmly when she tries to get her breath back to normal and I still have he pinned on the floor and my right hand still holding her hands above her. I think she wasn’t aware that she starts moving her legs up and down as much as she can and I felt slightly uncomfortable between my legs as I shifted uncomfortably, realizing I’m grinding on her thighs! Then I suddenly felt my body responding a little too strong and my eyes glowed a little too bright yet I wonder why little belle looking at me so contently. But shaking my head, I got up from her and put some distance between us and went back to the window to sit there, just to control my body again. Oh god, how am I going to do this EVERY DAY? Taking a deep breath, I leaned on the sides of the window and look outside the forest. There was not a sound to hear, just the rustling of leaves when the wind blows at them every once in a while. Feeling that my body is back in control, I take a deep breath and look outside tiredly.
“Elila? Are you alright?”
I turned my head to see her, couldn’t help thinking she was such a goddess, wearing a white sleeping gown that shows off her body. I felt my mouth went dry yet I try to not think anything sexual and be calmer.
“I’m alright little belle. Are you?”
“Much better. Thank you for cheering me up.”
“You’re welcome.”
Then silence approached us for a while yet it was a calm one. I see her wrapping herself, unconditionally rubbing her arms with her hands as she shivers slightly.
“Are you cold little belle?”
She didn’t answer as she just shakes her head to say yes. I just look at her, not really knowing what to do. Should I leave her now? But I feel like I don’t wish to go yet. Do I ask her to sleep now? What should I do? But while thinking, I was surprised that Isabella approached me with the need of something.
“Hold me.”
I looked at her blankly, just too surprised to hear such a request from her.
“I’m really cold Elila. Please hold me?”
Seeing her face that she really needs it, I nodded and open my arms wide enough to invite her to come and curled on top of me. She didn’t for a moment, as she looks out of the window, fearing that we both would fall but I gave her my silent nod that I won’t let us fall. For a moment, she thought about it but being too cold she lay on top of me and began to make herself comfortable. She put her hand on my breast as she lays her head on my chest. I thought to myself that this is a little too intimate but brushed that thought off as I let my black wings grew so it could wrap us with it’s warmness. After Isabella settles herself, I tried to make some ways to make us a little more comfortable, or at least for her so if I’m going to suffer an extreme back pain, I’ll deal with it later. Right now, I have to focus on little belle’s comfort. Slightly moving here and there, I hear her sigh contently, and I start to relax slowly and wrapped my arms around her as my wings folded us tightly yet with ease.
“Comfortable?”
“Yes…thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” I whispered softly and half-smiled, as I withdraw my right hand from her waist and bring it out from the protected wings of mine, so I could caress her hair softly. She moaned softly from my touch and curled in deeper to me.
“Elila, you’re making me sleepy.”
“Then go to sleep little belle. It’s been a long day for you.”
“But…”
“Hush hush little belle. I’ll be here till you sleep. Now sleep,” I softly command her and somehow she gives in and curled deeper and deeper until her face was nuzzling my neck and hands are now on my chest. I should find this somehow intimate and a little sexual yet I’m surprised that my body doesn’t seem to respond at this moment. So feeling content, I keep on caressing her hair until I hear her breathing become somewhat different and realized that she has fallen asleep soundly. I waited for awhile as I look outside, feeling the slight breeze passing through us. I could hear the crickets moving at the nearest bushes, which was placed in Isabella’s garden and I look at the sky and sense that dawn is coming soon. Knowing that this is the best time to leave, I pulled back a little so I could kiss her forehead and I slowly and gently pick Isabella up so I wouldn’t wake her up. Seeing that she is still asleep, I walked up to the bed, using my mind to separate the bedspread that was neatly placed on her bed and gently placed little belle on the bed. She whimpered a little from being away from my warmness in a sudden, so I quickly took the bedspread and covered her so she won’t feel cold. And when I see her sleeping comfortable on her bed, I told myself to go now yet couldn’t help looking at her face…such fragile that held there and amazing beautiful.
I touched her face with such care and I felt overwhelmed with emotions in me. I felt confused again, thinking why these emotions too strong all of a sudden. Then flashbacks of meeting Isabella for the first time since we were thirteen years old somehow makes my heart glee for joy…of putting a distance between us stabs my heart with a knife that was so painful…then meeting again face-to-face for the first time in a year gives my heart a new meaning of life somehow…and then knowing Melvin and her together that I somehow accepted it yet gives my heart a whole new meaning of the word – poison. Why am I feeling these again? Could it be…no it can’t be! It’s too soon…or is it not?
Battling with my emotions, I again look at her but for the first time, with a different perspective. I caressed her face with softness and felt overpowered with the softness of skin I felt there. I looked at her differently, as not like a friend but as my…future mate. Her thick long hair spread along the pillows and her fair face holds such beauty that could take my breath away. As I dared myself to look downwards, her breasts are full and rounded…like an art that is so hard to find and her slender body has such curves like a Venus goddess. And the thought of that, her love of friendship for me and at times, her trust towards me is unlimited. Even after all the odds that happen, she somehow wishes to know me again. How hard to find that nowadays? In conclusion, I felt…happy. Does this mean I have the perfect mate? My half soul? But isn’t it too soon? But if it is, is not that bad right?
Tears now fall freely from my eyes as I smiled in realization. I leaned in closer to her face and whispered with a full meaning from the bottom of my heart and soul, “The path in front of us would be hard, that I could feel. But no matter what, I want you to know that whatever happens ahead of us whether you would choose me as your own or not, I wish to let you know that I’ll always love you…I’m in love with you, Isabella Brooke with all my heart and soul. I’ll protect you with every power and love I have for you to keep you safe from harm. I promise you that.” Not caring whether she had heard my confession or not, I lightly kissed her cheek and watched her sleep contently before leaving her. Walking towards the balcony window, I jumped out and gracefully landed on the grass and entered the forest.
I could feel a different breeze as it lightly brushes my skin…a morning breeze. I breathe in the fresh air that has a slight mixture of the forest’s scent. Morning has come and I realized with all the emotions these past two days, makes me want to sleep in peace…finally. I started taking a slow walk back to my home through the forest when I hear a cry of the wolf nearby.
“Wolf-girl, what seems to make your heart sing?”
It is so strange to hear a wolf’s cry near to day time as mostly the wolves would be active in howling and be very playful when the night falls especially during the full moon. So I slowed down for a moment and focus on where the wolf might possibly be.
“Brother, reveal yourself as I’m exhausted to play hide and seek game,
Should you not be protecting your offspring at this hour?”
As I waited for its reply, a huge black wolf appeared from behind a tree as we silently acknowledged each others’ presence. I recognized him as a great hunter and a great father to its children. But I’m puzzled why he is so away from him territory. So I asked him mentally.
“What makes you leave your own territory, brother?
Are your cubs and mate well?”
Then he answered me with a little of a friendly bark and comes closer towards me.
“I feel you’re somewhat changing wolf-girl, yet it’s pleasant,
I have seen you grew from a mere child before I have my mate,
Your changing makes me wonder and I must leave my home to ask you what is.”
I chuckled and walked towards him to give him a pat on his forehead. I remembered him since I was a child as he protected me in the wild when I was very new and scared of every living creature. He was the first to seek my trust and everyday I watched him grew from a loner to finding a beautiful loving mate, and now having his own family and territory. I couldn’t wait to tell him how I feel at this moment.
“I found the one brother! I found my mate! And I’m in love at long last!”
My confession makes him howl aloud with joy as he came nearer and nuzzled my legs playfully. I touched his soft black fur happily yet at the same time; the nagging feeling of doubts comes to my mind.
“But what if she doesn’t feel the bond?
What is she chooses the other rather than me?”
The wolf didn’t answer me as he just walks away from me slowly. I questioned by his sudden changed of behaviour yet I quietly followed him. As I walked besides him, I placed my hand on his fur as we walk together.
“Are you troubled wolf-girl, of what the consequences would come?”
Hearing his question, I stayed silent yet he seems to know what my answer would be.
“Mating is a wonderful thing but for humans I have no clue,
Whether you face the light or the dark when the time comes,
Do not fear for you are loved by many,
Have faith in your bond between the two of you,
Nothing is easy though nothing is impossible,
Just have faith and what you dream would be true.”
I thought for awhile on what he said. He is such a wise wolf and sometimes I think I’m still a mere child to him.
“Thank you wise brother.”
I hear him howl a little and he starts to sprint forward. I watched him going through the trees, thinking he would now disappear in the woods to go back to his family. But he turns around and looks at me with an invitation to join him as he howls with so much joy. I laughed at his sudden giddiness and give in to join the run, as I changed to a black-white wolf, slightly smaller than him and run towards him. He waits for me as we both nuzzle each other, acknowledging each other as wolves and run through the woods so we both could go back home.