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“If I’m wrong you’ll kill me. But you’re my hero, because so far you have kept me safe. I’ll do almost anything to stay safe; are you coming to bed?” James asked pulling the blankets higher. "How old are you anyway?"

"I'm here because it's warm, and I feel safe here with you. I'm a little younger then you, but I think that will be okay." James chuckles slightly "You'll get used to me. Hopefully you'll even grow to want me here."

"Like i said; If I'm wrong you'll kill me. I'm old enough" James stammered "I'm I"m I"m 19." Carah wasn't the only one who knew how to lie about his age.

“I could probably say the same thing to you.” James looked down at the blankets on the bed, and spoke with a lot less confidence when he started again. “You won’t like me if you know how old I am.”

"I'm sixteen...I think. But that doesn't mean that I don't have any experience. I know how to handle myself, and I know what I want. I want to be here, if you’ll have me. You said you don't have a" James paused "A boyfriend after all.”

“Yeah, but you didn’t say you wouldn’t accept me, and earlier you said you wanted me.” James shot the wolf his most dazzling smile “And I don’t know why you are on the couch. I sure as h*ll didn’t ask you to get out of bed. You don’t really want me out of your bed, do you?” James kept smiling at the wolf.

Unfazed James stood up on the bed, and walk on it to the end to stand above the wolf. Sliding this thumbs into the waistband of his underwear and looked down at Carah. “I’ll be happy to get out of your bed if that’s what you want.” James stepped off the bed and sandwiched himself between the bed and the wolf. “And I never said I wanted to be your boyfriend; I was just asking if you wanted to get laid. When I find a boyfriend, I want him to sound something other then board when he talks to me. You know, if you didn‘t think I was interesting you could have asked mo to leave earlier. ” James slid around Carah while pressing against the wolf. Quickly he scooted around the room and grabbed his shoes, pants and tie. Without putting the on he started walking to the door. “I guess I’ll get out of your way.”

Rage filled the young boy’s eyes as he whipped around. “Pity?” he whispered to himself before raising his voice back to normal to address the wolf. “Who the hell are you to pity me? I felt drawn to you, okay? I’ve learned to follow my gut, because that’s what I do. I don’t know, it might have something to do with the fact that I have ******** wings! We aren’t normal. We aren’t like all of those people walking around on the street. I may be screwed up, but I at least accept that.” James took a deep ragged breath before continuing.


“Carah, you are a freaking wolf, and I don’t buy this loan wolf crap for a second. I know that you are lonely, because that is the nature of a wolf without a pack. Anyone that reads knows that. I don’t know why, but I’m drawn to you. I could have been your pack, but you don’t want to be happy. You are no willing to accept life over mere existence! Life may be hard for me, but at least I’m willing to accept it, and willing to put myself out there to share it with someone else. I’m not too much of a coward to put myself into a position to get hurt.” James turned his back to the room and struggled with the lock before flinging it open and running down the hall still in his underwear.