Chapter 17. How Can This Be?

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Bradley

A piercing echo filled throughout the house and I instantly got a bad feeling.  

'Something is wrong with my mate'

I ran upstairs into my bathroom and I saw Kinsley shifting I wasted no time picking her up and bringing her outside. She let out another scream with tears streaming down her face, and I kissed her forehead.

"Everything is going to be okay."

People from the pack were looking at her with concern. I saw her ribs break out of place and she let out another scream. My heart was beating fast, my breath was hitched I could feel the inside of my body on fire, this reminded me of when I first shifted. She let out one final, agonizing scream, and I couldn't believe my eyes. There, before me, stood a wolf—a light cream-colored one, her fur shimmering like soft moonlight, but what really took me by surprise were her black-tipped paws and the dark tips of her ears. It was unlike anything I had ever seen. A hush fell over the room as everyone gasped in disbelief, some staring in awe, others in sheer amazement. This was unheard of. Never in the history of werewolves had a wolf appeared in such a unique color. 

"Stand up," I commanded

She tried to get up but kept falling to the floor. 

"Get up slowly."

She rose slowly, her body trembling slightly as she found her balance. With a final movement, she she on all four paws.

"Now walk around a bit. "

She started walking, but her movements were a little wobbly as if she was still getting used to her new form. I couldn't help but laugh softly at her adorable clumsiness. She bent down and sniffed the grass, her nose twitching with curiosity. That's when I noticed it—a small, distinct mark on her ear.

"Kinsley, come here."

She walked in front of me, still a little wobbly, and I instinctively lowered my hand to her head. When I moved her ear a bit, I froze. There, on the top of her ear, was a small gold crown resting above a crescent moon. I blinked, my mind racing. No way... Only royals had that mark. She can't be. There's no way, right?

'Well she was kidnapped so it's a possibility'

The thought hit me hard, and I couldn't stop myself from looking at her differently. If she was royal, this changed everything. Not just for her, but for me too. I had to protect her now—more than ever. The idea of someone finding out about her, someone taking advantage of her, made my blood boil. I couldn't let that happen. I had to get answers and figure out what the hell was going on before everything spiraled out of control. But for now, I had to keep her close, keep her safe, no matter what.


Marleen (Kinsley mom)

I clutched my stomach, gasping as the burning sensation spread through my body like wildfire. This can't be happening... My heart raced, my breath shallow. Oh Kinsley, what did you do? Panic set in as I fumbled for the house phone, dialing my husband's number with trembling fingers. My whole body felt like it was on fire, and I had no idea what was going on or how to stop it. All I knew was that I needed him.

RING... RING... RING.. RING

'Hello'
"It's happening, Markus! It's happening! I knew this was a bad idea I should have never list-"
'Calm down what's wrong?'
"It's Kinsley, she shifted" 

He sighed and the line fell silent.

'Get everything ready I will be home in an hour and when I get there I expect you to be ready'
"Yes, of course"

The line went dead and I ran upstairs into our bedroom. 

Kinsley

"Kinsley, come here."

I walked over to him, and when he touched my fur, I felt those familiar tingles shoot through me. Honestly, being a wolf so far wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. It was kind of cool. But then again, I couldn't shake the thought—how the hell am I a wolf if I didn't even drink the bottle?

'Sure does feel good having a human'
'How is this even possible?'
'I have no idea, my name is Claire by the way'

"When you're ready you could change back," He said, in a cold tone.

I nudged him with my nose telling him I didn't know how to do that yet

He sighed and crossed his arms. "Just close your eyes and imagine yourself human again. "

I did what he said, and it was way less painful when I changed back. But as soon as I was human again, I quickly covered myself, feeling their eyes on me. The guys were staring a little too eagerly, and I wasn't sure if I should feel embarrassed or angry. Either way, it made me feel... exposed.

"LEAVE US." He demanded. 

I caught Bradley eyeing my body hungrily, making me blush. He and the others turned around and walked back inside, but he kept his eyes glued to me as he walked in front of me. The air between us thickened with anticipation as he slowly pulled his shirt off, handing it to me. Watching him strip had me feeling something... something good... He took a step back, still holding the shirt out to me. Confused, I grabbed the shirt, and he turned around, giving me some privacy. I quickly slipped it on, the fabric feeling warm and a little too short on me. The hem of the shirt barely went past my butt. 

'Now let's take that mattress for a test drive'
'That's disgusting'
'What it's gonna happen sometime'
'Like hell, it will'

"Ok," I spoke quietly. 

He turned around and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. Without thinking, I put my arms around his neck, drawing us even closer than before. But as soon as I realized what I'd done, panic set in. I quickly let go and hid my face behind my hair, embarrassed. What the hell is wrong with me? I couldn't believe this was happening. I'd only been here for one day, and in that time, I kissed him, then ended up hugging him half-naked with my ass out. What is wrong with me?

THAT'S IT! I thought to myself, the sudden realization hitting me like a ton of bricks. He put some type of spell or drug on me, that's why I'm doing all this weird stuff! It was the only explanation that made sense. Problem solved.

I walked past him, ignoring the lustful looks and glares I got along the way. Once I was back in the room, I put on my bra and panties, followed by my dark, baggy sweatpants. I sat down on the bed, the weight of the day sinking in. I couldn't help but rethink every choice I'd made so far. What's gotten into you, Kinsley?

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