A L T H E A | Werewolf

If you want love, you gon' have to go through the pain
If you want love, you gon' have to learn how to change
If you want trust, you gon' have to give some away
If you want love, if you want love

IF YOU WANT LOVE - NF

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E V A N D E R

"Do you want me to?" I asked, impatiently waiting for her answer.

My heart was beating so hard that I thought it would beat out of my chest. I've never felt like this before.

Sure I've been in these moments but they— those moments were full of lust. This is different. I just wanted to feel her. I just wanted to touch her. I just wanted to be near her, all the time.

We were interrupted by the ships horn going off. She blinked and we both pulled back. How I wanted to hurt the person who sounded that horn—

"Sorry, I-I'm gonna see if I can get us some food—" said said getting up hastily, "and— I-I'll be right," she walked backwards into the desk, "ouch! I'll be right back!" She said finally before turning to leave the room.

"Althea wait—" she shut the door behind her and I could hear her running off somewhere.

My chest was still heaving from the intensity of that moment we just had. I raised my hands to my face and wiped away the sweat.

I got up shakily and went to shower and hopefully get rid of Althea's flustered expression and her rosy, red lips out of my head.

I turned on the water and stripped before getting in. With my fist against the wall I groaned in frustration.

"To katéstrepsa!"

(I destroyed/ruined it)

I hit the wall, where did all that stupidity come from?! Who says that?! 'Do you want me to?' Why would I say that?! She must think I'm some sort of creep.

But she looked so beautiful. Those soft brown eyes get me every time... she helped me calm down and I didn't transform. Althea was the only person who could help me control it. It was all her... she's just so amazing.

The water rinsed me off as I thought about what might have happened if we weren't interrupted and she didn't leave...

I leaned on the wall.

Would I be tasting her lips? Would she be tasting mine? Would I feel how soft her pale skin is? How soft would her hair be? Would she touch me the way I want to touch her? Does she have 'experience' in that stuff?

All these dirty thoughts reminded me of what I saw in To Skoteinó Méros during the Dokimí Skotádi...

(The Dark Place) (Darkness Test)

The way she looked at me. The way her eyes shone with lust and mischief.

All these sinful thoughts only went down to one place.

I gasped I shock. How could I let myself think of her like that?! But I couldn't help it. I turned the hot water cold and tried to think of something gross and unpleasant.

"Nekrá, áschima koutávia!" I chanted quietly.

(Dead, ugly, puppies)

I can't believe I got so aroused just think about her lips. That Dokimí Skotádi is bad news. I'll never be able to forget how she looked at me. How she came onto me, about to kiss me. That naughty laugh. That scandalous outfit she wore.

(Darkness Test)

I quickly shook the thoughts away and got out of the shower and dried off. I looked around for my clothes and remembered that I had left them in the bedroom. I wrapped the towel tightly around my hips and walked out.

As I opened the door, Althea stood up from placing something down and turned around and looked at me.

I gasped and quickly covered my nipples.

"Oh fuck! I'm so sorry!"

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