[ R E D A C T E D ]

[Kimbley of Chaos]

He was so comfortable, resting so nicely. And then she came back after changing. Ryan shifted, uncomfortable by all this. He opened his eyes and watched her, puling his legs up closer to his chest when she went by the couch. "That's good. Piano is something soothing to fall asleep to." She went over to the fireplace and started messing with stuff. The moment he heard her say ouch, he basically flew from the couch and jumped over to her.

"Don't put it in your mouth!" He pulled her hand from her mouth and looked at it. "Alright, come on. Let's get you some ice." He pulled her along to the kitchen and pulled and ice bag from the freezer. Placing it on her hand, he just held her arm there. So cute... So close... Stop it! She is hurt, get a hold of yourself. His eyes looked over her, unknowingly he had stepped as close as he could to her while holding the ice bag against her arm. So.... Close..... Ryan was about to break.

[Ria_The_Wolf12]

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𝔚𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥: ℜ𝔶𝔞𝔫

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Annalise jumped as he snapped at her about putting her fingers in her mouth. Pft, it wasn't a big deal! She did that all the time! However, when she actually looked at her fingers, she saw that they were beginning to blister and- ow, ow! The pain finally began to really register! She followed him into the kitchen (putting her fingers back into her mouth while he wasn't looking then blowing on them to soothe the pain) and accepted the ice bag. He kept ahold of her arm, as though she were going to do something else stupid if he didn't hold the bag there. "I'm not usually this dense, and I do understand how fire and hear work. I guess I'm just kind of..." She spoke up, feeling the need to say something that might make him look at her as something other than a ditzy teen.

Her voice tapered off as she realized exactly how close he was, how close his face was, and she froze. Her face heated and she could practically hear her blood rushing and feel her heart pounding in her chest. A jolt of electricity shot through her and she felt her muscles tense up. Suddenly she cleared her throat, quickly taking a step back and lightly bumping into the counter. "Uh, I guess I'm just tired, y'know?" She said with a shaky smile, her face beet red as she withdrew her hand. "So I think I am gonna go to bed, gotta get enough rest for this training and stuff, right? Goodnight!" She said, speaking much to fast and leaving the kitchen in nearly a run. She went to her room and shut the door with a snap before turning and sliding down it, panting. What the hell was that!? She sat there, calming down, until she felt a wet spot on her leg and realized she was still clutching the ice bag. With that she stood and did her best to sneak to the bathroom, her toiletries in hand, to clean her face and truly prepare for bed. She left the bag to melt in the sink as she slipped quietly back to her room for the night.

Kimbley of Chaos

[Kimbley of Chaos]

He was frozen until she ran. Then he grew angry at himself. Why couldn't he just get over it all? Angry wolf, not good, not good. She hadn't even spent a day with him and he was growing angrier and angrier. Annalise wouldn't be able to handle and angry wolf, she was ill prepared for it. Ryan left through the back door and shifted. He ran through the forest, growling, snapping at random other wolves that ran with him. He just kept running, blinded by his rage at himself. He had to stop though, he came to a cliff edge. What an idiot I am. Leaving her alone, when god knows when that first transformation will occur.

Ryan was dragged from his thoughts when a howl went up in the air. A male, desperate, and this one caught onto her scent. Dammit! Ryan turned around and ran faster then before, making it back in easily five minutes. He circled the cabin, listening and waiting. Finally the other wolf started making its way toward the cabin. When it shifted, Ryan knew this wolf. He was Oscar, mid forties, known to take advantage of first time females. He let out a growl at Oscar, who picked up on the fact Ryan was there. Oscar may have been older, but he was weaker than Ryan. He knew that so he left. No fight. Thank god. Ryan laid on the porch in his wolf form for another three hours. At four A.M. he finally went inside and changed back to his human form. Instead of heading up to the loft he just went back to the couch. After a while he fell asleep. And slept past day break...

[Ria_The_Wolf12]

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𝔚𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥: ℜ𝔶𝔞𝔫

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Annalise slept through the night uneasily. She woke at one point, swearing she'd heard others, but blamed her uneasy mind and settled back in to sleep, rather thankful she'd decided to bring the bear. It was amazing what familiar scents could do for a girl away from home, even though in certain places the thing still smelled burned, no matter how much she handwashed it. I trip through the washer would probably take care of that, though she doubted the bear would make it out intact.

A rumbling stomach woke her early the following morning. She hadn't eaten the day before aside from some of the panini Ryan had bought her. She would make breakfast, but first a shower. She walked calmly out of her room with her clothes over her arm. She'd decided it was simply best to pretend that last night hadn't even happened. Her blisters had even gone down, though her fingers were still sore. All the same, she was quiet. As she found towels, she let the water heat up before jumping into the shower. She was going about her shower until- oh. Oh. That...explained things. Why she'd been so emotional, why she hadn't felt like eating all of yesterday...

Annalise finished her shower and got dressed, toweling her hair mostly dry. It explained...other things as well, but she put those out of her mind. She'd just have to be vigilant, that's all. She tossed her pajamas onto her bed and, ice pack in hand, headed for the kitchen. However, she nearly screamed as she walked through the living room and someone was on the couch, panting as she recognized Ryan. Had he slept down here all night? Why? She took a few steps towards the sofa to look at him. He didn't look like he'd had a great night either. If he hadn't woken up yet, she assumed he knew what he was doing though and headed into the kitchen. She found a pan and turned on the stove. Before long there were eggs frying and bread toasting.

Kimbley of Chaos

[Kimbley of Chaos]

He was having a good dream for once. To be honest, it was a sex dream. His fantasies about what could happen with Annalise. But then this horrible thought entered his mind about that wolf from last night. Instead of it just being some random wolf, it shifted into his boss. And the boss started killing Ryan, saying that she was his. But his boss had a mate, and probably didn't care what went on outside of making sure they were stable. It was still bad enough that Ryan jolted awake. He was gonna go check on Annalise, but went up to the loft to change.

He had switched to jeans and a plain grey t-shirt. He brushed through his already picture-perfect hair and went back down, smelling the eggs being cooked. Ryan entered the kitchen and sat down at one of the stools seated at the counter. "Smells delicious. Good cook, or one of those people that wish to be a pro-chef but in reality burn something like... I dunno, corn?" He laughed, corn was kinda hard to burn. Unless you were Ryan. He burned corn at the age of twelve. He forgot corn couldn't be cooked without water. Rest in peace kernels. He sniffed the air again, taking in the egg scent but also her scent. It was way more over powering than the eggs, but he was used to it. Used to it didn't mean he wasn't struggling, but at least she wasn't like one of the other girls he had tested who threw herself at him in booty shorts, bra's she claimed to be bathing suits, and above all else, naked at least twice while drunk. He made sure to always check the bags since then for those kinds of things.

[Ria_The_Wolf12]

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𝔚𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥: ℜ𝔶𝔞𝔫

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Annalise smiled pleasantly as Ryan entered the kitchen, though she tensed involuntarily. "I consider myself a very good cook, thank you." She said teasingly, as he seemed to be in a better mood this morning. Perhaps he'd simply needed to blow off energy the night before and it was why he was so... Annalise shook her head lightly. She did not need to be thinking about last night already! Hadn't she already resolved to pretend it hadn't happened at all? Instead she went about getting plates and cups before buttering the toast. She slid the eggs onto plates (two for each) and put them on the bar along with the toast, cups, and silverware before returning to the fridge. It was stocked with a lot of protein, but then what would a werewolf going through the change come to crave? Kale? She didn't doubt they'd need it. However, that wasn't what she was looking for.

"Alright, juice!" She exclaimed happily, pulling a carton of orange juice from its spot on the shelf and setting it on the bar as well. Then it came time to actually sit down. She couldn't sit across from him as she would have preferred, to drag a stool around the bar would be not only obvious, but awkward. Instead she pulled the bar stool next to him out from the bar and to the side slightly before sitting down and crossing her legs, trying to take up as little space and keep as far from him as possible without being rude or weird about it. She kept a casual facade as well as she could. "So what's on the agenda for today, Captain?" She asked, folding her toast to dip it in the egg yolk.

Kimbley of Chaos

[Kimbley of Chaos]

He watched her. She was... Teasing him? Isn't that what people do when they are flirting? "Gonna have to be the judge of that. Hopefully I won't die, then you'd be all alone out here." He picked up a fork and speared the egg. He lifted it up, and let it slide off the prongs into his mouth. "Holy s**t, you are a good cook." He ate his second egg with ease and then some toast, before standing up to stretch. As he sat back down, he realized all she had worn so far covered almost every inch of her body. "I see your body heat hasn't picked up yet." To Ryan the air out here was warm, comfortable. To her it probably felt like it was below freezing.

"Today we will start with the basic stuff. Either option you choose you can't back out of it. It will either be wrestling, or climbing a tree." He half-hoped she would choose wrestling, and half-hoped she would choose climbing a tree. If she chose a tree, they would be in separate trees making it easy on him, if she chose the other, they would be pressed against each other for some moments in time. He stood up again to go and begin checking how much supplies that they had before he would have to go get some from a town, but tripped. He shot his arm out to grab on the counter but instead managed to drag Annalise down with him. Like a boss, he did maneuver fast enough that she fell on him instead of the opposite. Three deep breathes to over come the panic, and assess if she was angry. "I'm sorry. Lost my balance. Are you... Okay?" She was on him... On the floor.... Ryan dug his nails into his palms to refrain himself from grabbing her and rolling over on top.

[Ria_The_Wolf12]

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𝔚𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥: ℜ𝔶𝔞𝔫

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Annalise smiled proudly as he complimented her cooking, "Told ya." It wasn't hard to make something taste good when you fried it in butter, but she wasn't going to say anything, as it seemed he was at least a little impressed. She shook her head when he mentioned her body heat and finished off her first egg as he gave her her options. Climbing a tree or wrestling? Well, that wasn't a hard decision, but really she didn't see why they couldn't do both. It was still morning after all, they could do one, break for lunch, then do the other. Unless of course he planned to push her until she was perfect, if that was the case then-
Annalise didn't have time to finish the thought as she felt his foot hook her own outstretched leg and he went down.

Before she could even attempt to do anything about it, his hand grabbed onto her shoulder and she was yanked off of the stool with a short, alarmed scream. The two hit the ground together. Well, that wasn't right, he hit the ground and she landed on top of him. She sat up carefully, her brain catching up with her body and her hand on her head where it'd thumped against his chest. She sat on his midriff for a moment, her legs on either side so she could mostly support herself and get her hair out of her face. "S'fine, I'm fine." She said before locking eyes with him. Looking down at him she felt that same hot spark from the night before run down her body. Before that could spread, she stood frantically, doing her best to not knee him in any soft spots like the stomach or groin. "Sorry, I didn't mean to squash you like that!" She said hurriedly, her face scarlet

She offered her hand to tug him back up onto his feet. "How about we start with climbing trees??" She moved on quickly, trying to stop from lingering in the moment and that tingling, rushing blood. "I bet if we're quick about it, we can get both options in before nightfall! I used to climb trees all the time as a kid, though I'm probably a little rusty." She said with a forced laugh.

Kimbley of Chaos

[Kimbley of Chaos]

Ryan just laid there under her. It took her to long to realize where she was sitting. Or on whom she was sitting. "Its... Fine..." He said between breaths. He was helped up and stood there, eyes shut, breathing. This was growing to be so impossible for him. Ryan opened his eyes and glared at her. "Whatever. Meet me outside in 10 minutes. No sooner. No later. Be in shorts and a tank top." He darted out of the room and up to the loft, changing to just shorts. He went back down shirtless, and escaped to outside.

During the ten minute waiting period, he was climbing the trees. Up and down, up again, down again, over and over. He even started doing pull ups on the branches up high. At one point he went deeper in the forest, running. He was trying to exercise to get Annalise off his mind but oh the gods do not smile in favor of Ryan today, he just couldn't stop thinking about her. How beautiful she is, the closeness from last night, her amazing cooking, and her laying on top of him after he fell and accidentally dragged her after him while falling. He snarled and stopped running, slamming his fist into a tree. The tree actually shook! Ryan made his way back to the cabin, sitting down on the front porch stairs, waiting, and staring at the small cuts on his hand from punching that tree.

[Ria_The_Wolf12]

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𝔚𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥: ℜ𝔶𝔞𝔫

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Annalise furrowed her brow at his sudden change of attitude. What the heck, was this guy hormonal? He'd yanked her down! She chewed her lip as he gave his demands and saluted him, clicking her heels together sarcastically. "Aye, sir." She said before sashaying out of the kitchen. She stopped herself from shutting her door harder than usual. What was she doing? Did she really expect this guy to be friendly with her? He was meant to observe her to make sure she could handle living around humans, who were notoriously rude from time to time, not go easy on her. She shook her head. She needed to focus on the task at hand.

She pulled out one of the tank tops she'd brought and, surprisingly, a pair of shorts. She figured her aunt had packed them, and she supposed she was thankful, though this outfit looked way too chilly for her taste. She sighed and slipped on a sports bra as well as the small outfit, and was already cold. That done, she slid her shoes on and quickly weaved her hair into a crown braid, figuring it would keep it from catching and out of her face. With that, she checked her watch, braced herself, and made her way outside. She took a sharp breath as the frigid winter air hit her but tried hard not to shiver, looking to where Ryan sat. "Lead on."

Kimbley of Chaos

[Kimbley of Chaos]

Ryan nodded and hid his hand, the cuts were a bit bigger than he expected but he'd get over it. He stood and made his way to a tree, not looking at her at all. She had been making sarcastic comments like a soldier, so now she would be treated like one, but more harshly. "You will go up and down this tree fifteen times, 100 pull ups on a strong branch, another 50 pull ups on a weak branch. Then twenty push ups, then go up the tree another four times." He smirked at her, finally looking towards her and then started climbing up the tree to a third of its height. She would only have to climb up to here, and he was gonna call for lunch before she could even get through that 100 pull ups. He was gonna make it seem hard, but he wasn't gonna torture her.

He had called for lunch a while ago, and went inside to bandage his hand. He informed Annalise to only make food for herself, and eat light, then after to meet him back outside. Once she had come out, he led her into the forest till he found the building he was looking for. It had once been a gym, but then emptied and abandoned. Once the wolves had found it they put in some mats and a few other things. He directed her to the large section of mats in the middle of the room. He took his stance, and motioned for her to come at him.

[Ria_The_Wolf12]

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𝔚𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥: ℜ𝔶𝔞𝔫

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Annalise glared back as he smirked. She knew it punishment for her sass, but so be it. He wanted to push her? She'd show no weakness. As such she stood, shoulders back, her stance wide, as he climbed the tree. When he stopped, she cracked her fingers, stretched, and went at it. She jumped and shimmied up the trunk of the tree until she made it to the strong branches and began to haul herself up. She didn't look at him but passed him instead, focusing on the stronger branches that would hold her up.

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She followed him back to the cabin, sweating and shaking but refusing to relax...until he left her alone. When she was sure he wasn't coming back, she collapsed on the floor with a bowl of some off-brand whole grain cereal they'd stocked. She panted, her chest heaving. Ohhhh, she'd overdone it by pushing herself past his limits. It was a stupid idea, and she was regretting it. She was going to regret it more tonight, she knew it, but...well, she couldn't say her pride had suffered. She ate the cereal from her spot stretched on the floor, trying to ignore the multiple cuts and scraps she had on her bare skin from climbing that many times, though she rubbed her muscles down once she finished. She tried not to spend a lot of time resting before going to meet Ryan again, her muscles screaming over her suggesting they try tackling both activities today. She was glad that the cabin had a tub and hot water.

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Annalise looked over the gym. From the outside it looked like somewhere an axe murderer would haul his victims, but inside contained new mats and equipment, and hey, at least they were out of the wind. She watched Ryan make his way to the other side of the mats and take his stance. As he motioned for her to come at him, she kicked her shoes off and looked him over. He was standing at a crouch, his stance wide as one would expect. Annalise didn't have much experience when it came to wrestling, but one of her cousins was a wrestler. What had he told her last Christmas? She knew her hips went down and she was supposed to wrap her arms around his hips, but was she supposed to thrust up or forward? She kind of wished she'd paid better attention. Well, she'd do her best. With that she broke into a sprint, ducking low at the last moment where she wouldn't strip herself up and grabbing around his hips, throwing all her weight into it and deciding that thrusting up was the best option. If she could get him off his feet, she figured she had a good chance of pinning him.

Kimbley of Chaos

[Kimbley of Chaos]

Ryan smirked as she came head on. He never flinched, never moved an inch. He just let her come at him. When she managed to reach him and wrap her arms around his waist, he wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her up over his head. He fell backwards and did a body slam. She was at her limits. She was not going to last long in this if he could help it. And all his moves were hopefully going to be ones that he could pull away from her quickly to avoid incident.

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It was night fall. They were still at it and she hadn't given up until just then when he was about to break her arm. She held her own usually, but mostly did get body slammed and other sorts of moves he used against her. Now she finally had picked up on it and came at him, charging like she had the first time but instead when he went to grab her, she faked a left and twirled to his right, taking him from behind. It wasn't hard to break her arms apart and pull free, but he grabbed her arm and turned himself to face her, pushing her down to the floor.

At this point, Ryan was panting and laying on top of her. Such a close proximity. He felt the need to hold himself back still, to roll away and leave the room. But he stared into her eyes, keeping her pinned beneath him. Just... To... Hard.... He took in one breathe, regretting that he did it through his noise because of her scent. Ryan kept one hand holding her arms above her head, and the other slid down under her neck, pulling her head up a bit. Ryan leaned down and planted his lips on her. Shes gonna fight back, isn't she? Or maybe she will give in... God I am so going to regret this. Now, he wasn't really realizing what he was doing, but he had imprinted on her when they met. That's why he could never stop thinking about her, or stop noticing she was in heat. All male werewolves can pull themselves away from a female in heat normally, unless they are drawn to them by another thing, and his Achilles heel in this case would be his imprinting on her.

[Ria_The_Wolf12]

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𝔚𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥: ℜ𝔶𝔞𝔫

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Annalise was so ridiculously sore. Her lip was bleeding where she'd bitten it in a body slam and she was bruised, but otherwise uninjured as she crouched, looking him over. She imagined if she hadn't pushed herself so hard earlier in the day she would have had him on the ground more than she had and may have been able to actually pin him one of those times rather than allow him to wriggle or break free and turn the grapple around. She was determined to pin him at least once, but she was getting tired. She really wasn't sure how much further she could go.

Once again she hit the mat with an involuntary shout as the air exited her lungs. She panted as he pinned her, flushed and defeated as she avoided looking him in the eyes as she waited for him to let her up to go at it again. If she did, she felt she'd give in for the night. What pride she'd felt earlier was already diminished. She simply laid beneath him, her muscles tense. When he didn't let her up, she finally looked at him. It was then she felt his free hand slide under her neck and tip her head up. Before she could ask what he was doing, his lips were upon her. Her pride wanted her to fight it, to deny him that satisfaction as well as having pinned her repeatedly, but everything else overruled it. Her body reacted of its own accord, her hips lifting to close the small gap between their bodies. Her heart thumped in her chest for a different reason than the physical exertion and her skin suddenly felt like it was full of static, or perhaps some kind of magic that reacted particularly strong where they touched. She returned the kiss willingly, though not with any huge amount of confidence. Her mind seemed fuzzy. It was then she felt his hand relaxed its grip and she slid her own free, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Her pride surged then as, in the back of her mind, she realized his guard was down. Using her hips, she flipped so she was on top of him. Keeping her hips above him and parallel to the floor so he would have a hard time rolling her back over, she tightened her arms around his neck in a kind of half nelson to keep his head under control, posted off with her other arm in front of her, and rose onto her toes so he couldn't roll her the other way. Finally, she pressed herself down on him chest to chest so the majority of her weight was keeping his back down to the floor. Since she was keeping his top down, she doubted he could lift her with just his legs, though of course he'd surprised her before. She grinned, panting into the crook of his neck. "I thought you weren't supposed to let your guard down in a fight?"

Kimbley of Chaos

[Kimbley of Chaos]

Ryan was surpsied when she kissed him back, and not only that but she pushed her hips up to meet his. Then she pulled the whole, still in a fight card. She did stabilize herself perfectly that he shouldn't be able to move out of this. But he was stronger then her, not as sore or tired, and he had age and experience on his side. He laid there a bit longer, then planted his feet with his soles on the ground, and bucked his body upward, making her lose her grip on the floor. He took that opportunity to flip them back around, and freed his arms to pull her arms away from his neck, tightening his one hand on her arms.

He lifted her up by her wrists with one hand and carried her, pushing her against the wall, just holding her there with the other hand wrapped now around her waist to keep her just high enough that her feet weren't on the floor. He managed to press his body in a way that he was between her legs in case she got any ideas to kick him. "Your not. Been at this game a lot longer, and I have never been so... Distracted by any of my opponents. Not even the ones throwing themselves at me." He pressed his mouth against hers again, keeping his grip on her wrists and waist again so she couldn't break free like she had last time.