Chapter 3 The alpha's handsome nephew

I jumped up quickly; moving away towards the wall; scared of being alone with him.

"I promise I won't hurt you," he told me.

I huddled up against the wall; wanting him to leave; before Phyllis returns.

"Can you talk?" he inquired me.

"I won't hurt you," he again said.

I nodded; answering. Wanting him to leave now or I'll surely be in serious trouble.

He did not leave but stood there; staring at me with his dark brown mesmerizing eyes.

"I'm Josh Hernandez and I'm 23 and you?" he inquired me.

"18," I answered him softly.

A name I could not give him; for I had none nor did I want him to know what Phyllis called me.

"Wow, he said surprisingly. You have a beautiful voice, but can I have your name as well?" he asked me eagerly.

I stood still not answering him.

"Your name must be as sweet as your voice," he said wanting to know my name so badly.

I smiled.

His voice made me felt a strange feeling inside.

"Yes, that's what I want to see, on your beautiful face. Happiness, not sadness," he said. Cheering me up.

I was amazed at how he described me. Phyllis had never described me in such a way but was I for true?

"Beautiful?" I said to him.

"Yes, you are like a red rose," he described me.

I smiled at him, shyly; overwhelmed by his words.

I moved my right hand to my small round face; touching it. Wondering what he thought of me if it was true.

Not paying attention to him anymore.

I felt a strong warm hand against my right hand. I raised my head. Staring at him; as he now stood close to me.

He moved his hand from my hand and gently ran his hand to my left cheek.

"You are indeed beautiful," he again described me.

I smiled.

He was different. He was kind and sweet. He didn't choose to describe me harshly as Phyllis did. He was everything I expect the world outside of my cell would be; filled with love and not pain. I was now excited to meet more like him.

He removed his hand from my cheek and inquired me again.

"So aren't you going to tell me your name, beautiful?" he said.

"Name?" I repeated. Not having any name to give him.

I lower my head; Not knowing what to say. I wanted to lie to him in making up a name, but I didn't want to. If I do I would be letting him down.

"Your sweet voice his tempted to make me kiss you," he said.

"Kiss?" I again repeated. Clueless about what he was talking about.

I was eager to know what it was and inquired him.

"What his kiss?" I asked him.

"Really," he said; while he stared at me, surprisingly.

I lower my head; feeling ashamed.

"No, no," he said; trying to cheer me up.

"I'm sorry for how I react to your question. It's just I'm surprised a beauty like you. Don't know what is a kiss. Haven't you ever? he said while he smiled, shyly.

I smiled; loving the way he kept on describing me.

"Aren't you going to tell me?" I asked him eagerly.

"It would be better if I show you," he said while he turned his head to look at the door; watching to see if anyone was coming.

He gently touches his short brown hair, nervously, and looked at me with his enchanting eyes.

"Can I show you?" he asked me, softly.

"Yes," I replied.

"Promise me you won't be scared," he said.

My heart started to beat fast hearing him said that. What have I gotten myself into I thought

I wasn't outside as yet and I had got myself into trouble already.

I wanted to tell him; I had change my mind, but I just couldn't say it. The words could not escape my mouth.

"Promise me," he said; as he moved his face so close to me. I could feel his breath against the tip of my lip.

"Promise," I said shyly.

"Close your eyes," he instructed me.

I stared at him; wondering what mess I was about to get myself in.

"Come on beautiful," he again said; while his breath danced against my face.

I slowly closed my green eyes; waiting nervously for what he was about to do.

Suddenly I felt something soft touches my lip; slowly caressing them.

My entire body felt relaxed by the deep intense feeling it gave me. It was the most wonderful feeling I had ever felt. I haven't felt so good in my entire life.

I slowly open my eyes and there I saw; the alpha's nephew removing his soft lips from mine.

He ran his tongue over his lip; enjoying the taste of my lips.

I held my lip; enjoying him caressing me. They trembled by his powerful touch.

"That is a kiss," he said; why he smiled; staring within my eyes, shyly.

I continued to touch my lip; now knowing what a kiss was, but still, I was curious as to why werewolves kiss?

"Why did you do that?" I inquired him.

"I wanted you to know what a kiss was," he answered me.

That wasn't the question I was hoping for. I wanted to know its purpose.

I looked sideways; staring at the wall curiously.

"That wasn't the answer you were seeking?" he inquired me.

I turned my attention to him, right away. It was as if he could read my mind.

"We werewolves kiss when we are in love, to greet, say goodbye, and during intercourse," he explained.

"Intercourse," I repeated.

"Fuck, I'm sorry," he apologized.

"Make love," he gave me his rightful meaning.

I looked at him, puzzled.

"You wouldn't know what that means as well," he said.

I nodded.

"Don't worry, One day someone will fall in love with you and you too with that person and then you will find out what it is," he told me.

"Is it just like a kiss?" I asked him.

"No, he answered me. It is way more different and the feeling it gives you will cause you to cry out feeling a great pleasure; between your thigh," he told me.

I stared at him; curious about knowing what to expect of the outer world.

Suddenly we heard the door open; I quickly moved away from him.

Phyllis was astonished to see I was not alone.

"What is happening here?" she inquired me.