Jade scoffed, dogs and their loyalty, she chuckled darkly, yanking at the rope and I choked, instinctively shooting my hands up as an attempt to pry it off.
That’s when I spotted a brown wolf charging straight toward my mother. I wasn’t sure where it came from but I didn’t have time to care. The wolf was about twenty feet away when it lifted its front paws off the grass and kicked off the ground with its hind legs, lunging straight for Jade. She was oblivious to the animal behind her and I widened my eyes, jumping into her just as the wolf rammed into us.
I hit the grass with a wince, my head bouncing off the ground and the wolf above me was knocked off within the second by a flash of white.
My vision blurred and I blinked repeatedly, struggling to regain my sight as I dropped my head to the side, squinting at the mix of brown and white fur throwing each other around.
Loud snarling, growling, yelping, and whimpering flooded into the air but it was over quickly. The brown wolf was pinned to the ground and Marshmallow stood over it, untouched, while snapping his jaws and baring his teeth. Saliva dripped onto the other wolf as it stringed down from his teeth, making him look rabid.
He stepped off the brown wolf and darted his head to the side, catching my mother and Henry sprinting away, which made his ears perk straight up and his face instantly went neutral before he barked. This made every other wolf go running in that direction as he rushed over to me, sniffing every exposed area on my body.
He nuzzled his snout into my neck, tugging at the rope with low, frantic whimpers.
I turned my head to give him room and saw another wolf helping the brown one on the ground, licking its snout with flattened ears. They reminded me of Blaine and Whitney.
The gray wolf helping him looked at us and took a step, freezing when Marshmallow turned his head with a side eye, baring his teeth as his hackles stuck straight up.
The wolf lowered to the grass in submission but the brown wolf stood, walking toward us warily with a lowered head. I watched Marshmallow suddenly whip his body around, snapping his jaws and growling viciously. The wolf tripped over himself, crashing into the ground and revealing his stomach and neck.
I slowly sat up, feeling the rope slide off my neck and I pet his side with a frown. He turned back to me, his ears airplaned and he whined, curling his body around me and licking my chafed neck.
He then nudged me and I smiled, silently laughing when he nuzzled into my hair with strange noises and tickled the healing injury on the back of my neck using his wet nose.
He makes everything better.
?
I frowned as Marshmallow trotted into the bathroom with a pair of shorts in his mouth, nudging the door closed with his front paw.
We just returned and I’m relieved to be back in Axel’s house, but I feel guilty as though everything that happened is my fault. We just left without a word. That wasn’t safe or smart. There should always be someone who doesn’t go that knows where you are, even if it is as something as minor as a store.
The sound of the door opening made me raise my head and freeze, not at all prepared for what just walked out of the bathroom.
It was Axel, which I knew, except he was flashing the top half of his birthday suit, which I wasn’t anticipating I’d ever get to see.
My palms began to sweat as he approached the bed and sat next to me, although I couldn’t see his expression to decipher what he was thinking because my eyes seemed to be intently locked onto his torso.
The smooth look of his tan skin tempted me for a feel like I was a moth drawn to a flame. The sculpture built in his body was like museum art, a masterpiece that shouldn’t be touched in fear it’d become tainted, but your intrusive thoughts are too strong to deny… so you do it.
I ran my fingers over his abdomen muscles, my mouth falling slightly agape at the confirmation they were real and that I wasn’t hallucinating. This was something I’d see in movies, never in real life.
Oh- he choked, his body tensing under my touch, A-Angel, um, what are you-
His words stopped flowing out of his mouth when I lifted my head to stare at him, retracting my hand and frowning just as his hand cupped my cheek, gently tilting my head to the side. His other hand softly grazed my raw neck, his eyes roaming my exposed skin in examination and I felt my cheeks heat.
Nevermind, I’m just worried about you. Are you okay ? Does anything hurt ? He asked in a sigh, releasing me and running a hand down his face. My frown deepened at his visible frustration and I couldn’t help but continue to feel at fault.
I fiddled with my hands, moving to my knees and grabbing his shoulder for balance before leaning in and planting my lips to his cheek. He went stiff again, making me move back to sit with a feeling of hurt in my chest.
Does he not like me too ?
He came back to reality after a moment, snapping his gaze to mine and a huge grin plastered over his lips, washing away all previous hurt I felt. I smiled at him, throwing myself into his arms and curling up into his bare, warm chest.
You’re so perfect, he whispered, slipping his hand between our bodies and gently pushing me back to look at me. Our eyes met and I melted, just as mesmerized as I was when I first saw them, what do you say we do something tonight ? Me and you ?
I nodded, my smile growing, and he returned it, giving me a kiss on the forehead and I instantly felt giddy.
I can’t wait to spend tonight with him.