A Friend In Need

Blinking my eyes several times, I wake up.
Silently I remain lying on the bed, feeling so satisfied, my body so relaxed. A smile crosses my lips as I think about last night. Esis. My husband is back. And of course, he is the reason why I feel so wonderful.
Slowly I turn onto my back and stare at the ceiling.
Last night was great. We had sex until we dropped. Esis had a constant urge to possess me, he had a desperate feeling he wanted to fulfill. Every time he took me, it was more blissful than the one before. Marrying Esis was the best thing I ever did. I felt good with my exfiancé Robin, but what I share with Esis is exceptional. He is the real deal, everything a woman could want from her husband.
I look beside me and see that he is no longer there.
Definitely heading back to work, which he does early every morning only to be with me in the afternoon. Then I see a note on the bed. I grab it and unfold it right away. 'My love, I hope you slept well. I'm finishing up some work and will be home tonight. There is a dress being delivered for you this afternoon that I ordered. You would make me the happiest man in the world if you put it on and go on a date with me tonight. I owe you many explanations and tonight, I will tell you everything you need to know. I promise. You will also be able to ask me all the questions you have. I want to let you know once again that you own my heart, there is no one on this earth that I love more than you. Your husband. Esis'
I stiffen.
His words make me think back to all he said last night. He was somewhat uncertain and desperate, always wanting to assure me of his love. And he confessed to being a werewolf, it was no joke he was always making. Reality hits hard here. I married a werewolf, had sex with a beast all these months and even last night, and now may be pregnant with an Alpha. All the while, I thought Esis was a big fan of the Twilight series, obsessed with the werewolf saga and everything around these creatures. No, it's all true, he is one of them.
And when we had sex, we were indeed tied as indicated in the werewolf's outlines online.
I have indeed read that werewolves knot during sex. This is supposed to increase the chance of procreation. My hand goes naturally to my belly. God! How should I explain all this to my family and how will they take it? This is terrible, I never thought this would ever happen to me. Of course not, I thought werewolves were something out of fairy tales and the fantasies of Hollywood scriptwriters. I get up from my bed and stumble to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I see the love bites my husband left on my body. I smile; when he placed them, I was delirious with delight. From me, he got some deep nail marks on his back. I couldn't possibly hold back because of the ecstasy I was dipped in.
And then I see a colored tattoo near my neck. With big eyes I stare at it before my fingers caress it. "God! Help me!" I whisper shrilly. It's a giant wolf head howling at a moon in a circle and the initials MM underneath. That's his mark, a sign I belong to him, the Alpha of a werewolf pack.
I swallow away the panic several times and sit in the bathtub to take a hot bath.
My pussy is still sore from all the sex. Also, Esis's dick was harder than ever yesterday. And then that bun; every time it slid out of me, it left an incredible burning feeling on my walls, awakening my desire all over again. I press my legs together, still getting horny just thinking about it. A deep sigh leaves my chest. Although I desire my husband and my love for him is boundless, I have yet to process this new realization of being married to a werewolf. I need time to think about this, calm myself down and ascertain if I can accept spending my life with a beast. Esis wants to explain everything tonight and probably also apologize for always making fun of me on this matter. But I want to think about this new situation on my own for a while.
Like a zombie, I get out of the bathtub and put on a pair of skinny jeans and a wide sweater.
Then I make my way to the kitchen. When I get there and see the sunlight shining through the windows, I realize it is already noon. I have slept a hole in the day, which is really not surprising after a passionate night. On the dining table, I see an extensive meal, all I like is there. 'For my wifey. The world for you,' it read on a piece of paper in Esis's handwriting. He has prepared this for me all by himself. A warm feeling washes through me, grateful for such a thoughtful husband as Esis. I warm my breakfast in the microwave, devour it, and even lick the plate clean. New energy is what I desperately need right now.
I see my phone on the charger on the kitchen island.
Every morning Esis makes sure my phone is charged in case he wants to reach me. I stare at it, feeling such a need to pour my heart out to someone. Turning to my mother would not be wise, leading straight to a family drama. I sigh deeply again, now tears start to roll down my cheeks. Loneliness dominates me, I never ever thought his feeling would probably be part of my life after I married Esis. I grab my phone now and go through the contact list.
Saray, my friend.
Would she understand how I feel? She is so content with Esis, the two are the best of friends. Esis adores her, especially since she was the one who was able to convince my parents to trust me to him. But Saray is a woman like me, I have no one but her. I press her number and after ringing twice, she takes the call.
"Saray," I whisper miserably. "Can I visit you?"
There is silence on the other end of the line for a moment. "The Jet will pick you up in an hour and a half. You surely don't want me to inform Esis about this?" Aaahhh, my friend senses me perfectly. I almost feel guilty for having doubted her friendship a few minutes ago. "I'll tell you everything when we meet," I whisper sadly.
"No problem, the Jet is on its way. Be ready." And she ends the conversation.
Relieved, I jump up and run to the bedroom. In the walk-in closet, I throw some clothes into a suitcase. The necessary documents are in my handbag. After another look around the room, I hurry to the front door.
When I throw it open, I am left rooted on the spot.
"Luna, are you going somewhere?"...