Chapter 7 Touch Me Again

Chapter Seven:

The white wolf practically jumped out of her fur and spun around with a pounding heart. Deep down she already knew who was in the shadows, and it was the only reason why she ventured this deep into the darkness. His fur was as black as the midnight sky and was taller than average males with a bulky frame. A massive wolf compared to the small white wolf.

"Sebastian..." She murmured before looking around warily one last time, her ears subconsciously flattening when she realized they were alone once again. Amelia then looked back up at him with wariness and confusion. "Were... you following me?"

Sebastian's voice was the same as it was last night after Trent and Nikki had left. Instead of answering her question, he asked his own. "Are you afraid?"

Amelia's words were caught in her throat but she didn't hesitate to shake her head.

Despite Amelia's attempt to defend herself, her tail was still bristled. Sebastian gave a wry smirk. "You're an awful liar." There was a stretch of silence between the two of them until unexpected words left his maw. "...Are you unhurt?"

Amelia looked up at him with surprise, once again her water-blue eyes locking with his fiery amber gaze. "I... I'm fine..." Her voice was quiet.

A grin stretched Sebastian's maw. "You're even prettier in your wolf form." Because Amelia was in her wolf form, her body just heated up instead of blushing in her cheeks. The heavy exhale that came from Sebastian's snout almost sounded like a laugh. "I've been missing you." He says while leaning his head far down to press his snout against her cheek fur. The last thing he expected was rejection, but that's just what happened when she leaned away with doubt in her eyes. "Amelia?"

Her blue gaze was on her small white paws for a while until she looked back up at him again. "Isn't this the part where you run off to sleep with another woman?" For the second time, the shy girl gives a forward question. Sebastian doesn't answer. A frown creases Amelia's lips and she looks away. "What do you want from me?"

"For you to look at me." Sebastian's words got a surprise reaction out of Amelia who definitely did look back up at him, but his eyes only narrowed when they met again. "The same way you did last night." When Amelia's surprised eyes turned into confusion, Sebastian moved closer and brushed his muzzle from her cheek, through her thick neck fur, and resting at her chest. "I want all of your attention on me..."

Amelia's body heat heightened immediately. Even in their wolf forms, his touch was intoxicating. Hypnotizing. But his words struck the hardest, leaving her feeling ambivalent, yet still yearning for more. "Sebastian..." Amelia breathed out her words in a shaky whimper. Her whimper ended with a yelp when strong jaws grabbed a tight hold of the skin between her neck and shoulders, lifting her up off the ground and carrying her off. She didn't struggle in Sebastian's jaws despite the pain of his fangs and the stretch of her skin.

He wants all of my attention on him...? The thought repeatedly echoed in her head. Nikki said he'd be long gone and after another woman. Why is he still with me?

Sebastian carried Amelia in the opposite direction from the rest of the pack and eventually came out of the forest's shadows and into a small glade dotted with golden dandelions. He set her down on the soft, green grass. The fur on the back of her neck was a little matted and wet. When she sat up, she felt her shoulders bump up against his chest right as his muzzle rested on her head and ran down the back of her neck. Her breath hitched and her fur bristled again, not out of fear, but over the overwhelming surge of lust and want. Before she could lose control over herself again, she quickly spoke up.

"Why me?" She unhesitantly said those words, words that had been rotating in her brain since the second they first locked eyes. "I'm... you, you're... you're gorgeous. You could have any woman you want! I'm... just boring, bland Amelia whose mate left her because he got tired of her..." The white wolf's voice grew quieter at the end. Instead of getting words as a response, Amelia's shoulders were met with a gentle shove from his snout but still had enough force to knock her flat onto her stomach. She froze in place, waiting to feel his jaws on the back of her neck and a pinning weight on her back, but instead, she felt a paw press onto her ribcage and roll her over where she was laying on her back, looking up at him. Amelia always had her ears flattened and tail tucked out of habit, and it remained that way even as he hovered over her.

Amelia saw Sebastian's lips part and a heavy sigh soon followed, making her flinch and look away. It was too much like the sound Dillon made before rejecting her. "Boring and bland?" He mutters, then words that came from Sebastian were nothing she expected. "You're beautiful... so small, so delicate, so fragile... and already broken because somebody didn't handle you with care. You make it sound wrong that I just want to protect you."

The white wolf's blue eyes widened when looking up at him, speechless. Surely he was lying... right? To get what he wants? She told herself and asked herself that several times but his eyes said otherwise. They were soft, and they were something else that made her chest feel warm and flutter. Amelia struggled to deny the word and to ignore her feelings, so she kept asking questions. "Why?"

Sebastian seemed to hesitate this time as he looked away. "I guess you could say... I was in your position once, and nobody was around to protect me. I'd like to call it redemption. And..." This time, a faint smile crossed his lips as he spoke familiar words. "A new beginning."

Redemption? Amelia wanted to ask him more about what he meant by that but her breath got caught in her throat again when his snout pressed into the fur on the side of her neck again and lightly brushed down to her chest then even lower to her tummy between her two rows of nipples. She gave a quiet whimper as her tail flicked back and forth but as soon as he stopped moving, her head lifted to see what made him stop. Her body height spiked once again when she saw him waiting for her to sneak a peek with a teasing smirk. Amelia's gaze quickly darted away as soon as she was caught and Sebastian leaned back up to her head to growl familiar words in her ear, "Look at me."

Amelia was hesitant for a moment until she finally gave in to his command and looked up at him. Sebastian leaned away from her ear so that he could directly look down at her again as he spoke again, "Change back."

Following another command, she let her wolf form change back into a human. She winced in pain as bones cracked and her fur sheds away, her body transforming back into a human form was always a swift progress but she still found it painful. Her now naked body was almost half the size of her wolf form, so in her eyes, Sebastian's wolf form looming over her was the size of a bear. Even in his wolf form, he was still handsome. A thick muzzle with long furred cheeks and narrowed eyes, burning eyes that still stole her breath. His paws were almost the size of her head and his fangs were like kitchen knives. Handsome and terrifying, but Amelia was unafraid. Her hands were pressed up against her chest and her knees were together, a little similar to the way she was positioned in her wolf form.

This time when Sebastian touched her cheek, it was smooth skin that heated up upon contact. Amelia squirmed a little as he brushed his muzzle down her skin again, the woman trying her best not to giggle because of his ticklish whiskers. Her resistance to laugh ended when he stopped at her neck and his jaws parted. Jaws that big and strong could easily wrap around her neck and rip off her head, but again, she wasn't afraid.

When his jaws finally closed on her neck, he had transformed back into his human form before his fangs sunk into her skin in the same spot he had left a hickey on her last night. Amelia gasped a moan and instinctively wrapped her arms around him, her nails digging into his back. She would be lying to herself if she said she didn't want this, to feel his body up against hers. The touch of his skin, the ripple of muscle. In the middle of drowning in his lust-filled scent again, she hadn't noticed him make his way between her legs until she felt his hips pressing against her thighs. Sebastian lets go of Amelia's neck and lifts himself back up, his hands on both sides of her from where he sits between her quivering legs. She could feel his erection pressing up against the entrance that he belonged in.