Devran is a handsome, dominant, certainly arrogant, and aggressive Alpha who despises humans... Mira is a human. Both docile and beautiful. When this human finds herself in the lives of werewolves everything begins to change. Both tension and attra...
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I was making edits on some of the photographs I took last week and I came across the photo of Nealin the day we had been mapping out the territory. The day he kinda kissed me and I kinda kissed him back. It went no further than that. I freaked out and ran away for real that time. I had no idea why I did it and I was uncomfortable and embarrassed about it. I have been avoiding him ever since. Now, I see his mop of brown hair as he looks off into the distance.
I'm lucky enough to have my own little room that I consider my studio within the pack house. It's large enough and we have plenty of rooms. This one is under lock and key and I keep everything here.
My different cameras, my portfolio of my printed work, and a small dark room which was really a closet I converted into a dark room where I can develop film from my older cameras that use film instead of the digital imaging. I have respect for the classic form of photography so I use it sometimes. The chemical liquid developer stinks and I have to ventilate it often.
I was feeling antsy which I hate. I don't know why because I was sure to let my wolf out today and went for a long run through the forest. I guess because that strange moment between Nealin and I was really bugging me. It was so dumb of me to do that. I don't even like guys I just did a dumb thing then regretted it instantly. Maybe I was sexually frustrated I hadn't been with anyone in a long time. I went off and hooked up with Melissa just to relieve the tension but I don't know what good that did me.
I just needed to prove something to myself. That I am not gay and that whatever happened with Nealin was a strange fluke. Something I never want to talk about again. When there was a knock at my studio door I quickly exited the computer with that picture of Nealin and went to answer it. The door automatically locks on its own when it's closed.
That's because people ruined my developed film too many times by just busting in here and flicking on the lights without asking. Now you can't come in unless I let you. "Sup" Diego and Dev were leaning in the doorway. "I'm doing some edits. Need something?" I asked. "Nah, we have no duties today so we thought we'd go down to the game room" Diego explained the reason for being here. They wandered in and started looking at some of my printed pictures like they often do. They're pretty supportive of my work which is cool.
"I haven't been photographed in a long time" I heard Dev's deep voice talking mostly to himself when he found the pile of portraits all of him. He was my only subject for a while until other people started volunteering. I also have some incredible pictures of some of my buddies' wolf forms or my parents too. It's awesome to capture a wolf in their element. Such beautiful creatures we are. The mountains our people have lived in for centuries are deep, vast, and with many mountain ranges and peaks along with the thick forests and natural bodies of water like the falls or the springs.
The highest mountains have snow tops and the lush forest on the middle range is where we are. It's untouched by humans because, like national parks, this land is 'owned' by many different private investors which are really the wolves who have formed many treaties with those before us to avoid our land or be killed.
