Chapter 9- A Wolf?

*Grace POV *

I was running in the forest again. I heard the growling behind me. This time it did not seem scary but instead seemed to be pushing me on. Telling me to keep running so that I can be safe. I knew he was waiting at the cabin. I knew Clay would be furious that I was out without him. I just had to get to him. Me and my wolves. We had to reach the cabin. Just like all my dreams I felt the breeze in my hair and the trees hit against my skin. Then suddenly, everything went black. Where was my alarm? My dream never ended like this. Where was I?

**Hello Grace**.

I watched as a bright silver wolf came into focus. You are my wolf, aren’t you?

**I am. My name is Lilliana. I have been waiting for you to see me. I have always been here locked away in the back of your mind.**

I am sorry. I did not know about you.

**It is okay. I have been with you at all times. I was with you as you hid under the bed with that man in the house.**

I smelled him. That was you?

**Yes. You needed to hide. We had to stay safe. We have a great journey ahead of us. You will need both Rose and Clay. They will be with you. I will be with you. **

When will I be able to shift?

**When the moment is right you will know. I will come and we will run together. You will never be alone again. Now, our very handsome mate is worried and waiting for you to open your eyes. I will talk to you soon. **

In that moment I woke up and blinked my eyes. I had never slept so much in my life. After the run and then hearing all this new information it seemed that my energy level was just drained out of me. I smelled food and my stomach growled. Clay was right there waiting.

He laughed,” Need some food?”

“Yes!” I nearly shouted at him the excitement of quenching my hunger overbearing. I sat up in the bed. “Where are we?” Looking around at the very manly room. The furniture was all very dark and the walls a clean white.

“You are in my room.” I started to blush thinking about the fact that I was asleep on his bed. He brought over the food and set it on the bed. I couldn’t think of being in his room when the smell of the food under me reached my nose. I immediately opened the small pack of Fritos.

“Your bed is very comfortable.” At the lack of anything else to say it was all I could think of.

“I have always enjoyed it.” He said sitting on the bed next to me and stealing a chip from my bag.

“Your room is… dark.”

“Dark? My walls are white!” I laughed at him and the fact that he was trying to make light of his room.

“Yes, I guess your correct.” I sighed, taking a large bite out of the sandwich he had placed in front of me.

"How long was I asleep for?" I was not normally one to take naps.

"Only about ten minutes." Clay answered. It felt like much longer than that. We still had the huge elephant in the room.

“So?” I started not sure where to go from there. This world was all so new to me. This day had changed so much that I couldn’t imagine what might come next.

“I am trying hard to refrain myself from kissing you,” he growled out and then came a bit closer my senses in overdrive as I took a breath in. Then even lower he added, “kissing every inch of you.”

“Hmmm?” dropping my sandwich from my hand because my ability to think was going away getting lost as I noticed Clay’s hand simply tracing my own. Almost as if he got closer all control would be gone. His hand traced up my arm and rubbed in the spot on my neck right where it met my shoulder. I had never noticed how sensitive it was. His hand moved up closer moving along my jaw line. I melted into it. Eager to feel and know Clay more.

The voice inside of my wondering what in the world happened to my control and another edging me on knowing this was right. In that instant his hand moved into my hair and rubbed the back of my neck he drew my head closer to him.

In that moment I knew I was going to kiss him. I knew it would be amazing and I knew that we were going to get much more intimate. I also knew that I was totally okay with it.

Just as my lips touched his it was as if the world fell away, and it was just him and me. The kiss itself seemed to be alive as his tongue darted in my mouth playing and exploring every bit if me. I instantly felt the need to do the same. I heard his moan of approval. I felt him pick me up and place me on his lap.

I was there in the circle of his arms, it felt so safe. It felt so right. My need for him becoming overpowering. What the hell was wrong with me? I needed this man I just met as much as I needed to breath. His mouth broke away from mine but only for him to lift up my shirt over my head and toss it on the floor. Next, I felt his hand on my back to unclasp my bra, it then joined the shirt on the floor.

His hands exploring the smooth skin of my stomach and reaching higher to my breasts. He grabbed one in his hand. They were not small. I wore a C cup and his hand easy held the whole breast. He squeezed and pulled. Then drew his lips away from mine. I moaned at the loss of contact until I realized he moved his mouth to my breast as he took the thing in his mouth. He sucked and kissed and licked. I moaned out my pleasure.

“You taste so amazing. Better than I could ever dream.” Clay whispered between kissing me and rubbing his head between by breasts and around my chest. He was having such fun but I desperately wanted to feel him against me. I wanted our skin pressed up against one another. Before I knew what I was doing I was lifting his shirt up over his head to make it join the rest of my clothing on the floor.

I took a deep breath in as I looked at him. He was sitting shirtless. I felt my mouth drop. He smirked back at me as if enjoying my admiration. He muscles were sculpted into his abs. I knew he was muscular from the tight shirt he had on but I never would have dreamed of how rippled his muscles were under the shirt.

“Do you like what you see?” Clay said in a light laugh. I nodded unable to form words from the mere sight of him. I never knew a man could actually look like this.

Clay laughed a bit harder and then pulled me down on top of him. My plate of food crashing onto the floor. Clay laid on the bed as I felt the energy pulsing between us as our skin touched.

“You are so beautiful.” Clay whispered into my neck in that same place as he had felt with his hand earlier.

“So are you.” I moaned out meaning every word. Clay took over my mouth once more robbing me of any coherent thought.

I felt myself getting lost in the moment and reached for the button on his pants. He moaned but then grabbed my wrist and turned me over. He was now on top of me. I loved the full view I had of his chest and arms as he laid in a plank over me. “If you do that there is no way I will be able to control anything.” Clay said.

I instantly stopped not knowing what exactly he meant. Almost as if he could feel my anxiety he leaned down and kissed me. “I will never force you to do something you are not ready for. But also know that I will be right by your side on every step of this journey.” His words were exactly the ones I needed to hear, and I felt myself calm down once more. I leaned up and kissed him lightly on the lips.

“Thank you. I do not understand any of this but I do know that when I am with you I feel whole.” I whispered not trusting myself to look fully at him. I was still quite aware that he was on top of me without a shirt. As if coming off a drug we both collapsed on the bed. I felt his arm pull me close.

“It is a lot.” He spoke into the air his hand running through my hair as my head leaned into the perfect pillow of his chest.

“I met my wolf.” I said. I was still unsure if I had been dreaming or not but it felt very real to me.

“You did?” He asked curiously, waiting for me to continue.

“Yes. She thinks you are handsome.” He laughed with that.

“What else did she say?” He asked. It was nice to just talk about what was on my mind. Even with Rose she was my best friend, but I still was never overly open with her. With Clay it just felt right to open my whole heart.

“She said she helped me to hide from the guy who came from me the night my parents died. She said she was always with me and that we would have a great journey ahead of us. She said I would never be alone again.” The last sentence whimpered out of me, the emotions of everything I had learned today oozing out from me. Clay wrapped me in a tight hug.

“She is not wrong about that. You will certainly never be alone again.” Clay kissed my forehead. I was so comfy next to him, I never wanted to get up again.