The wolfs mate

Max locks the door behind them and crouches down next to Marcy they are both shaking. Max lifts her phone and notices that Dexter hung up. The girls are locked inside with no way of knowing what is happening outside of the bathroom door. They know the wolves have arrived, they are there to try and protect them because they can hear howling and screaming coming from right outside the door. Marcy held Max as she cries quietly into her shoulder and they both slide down the bathroom wall to crouch on the floor. The screams and banging continue from outside the door and it sounds like the whole house is going to cave in at any moment. After the girls huddle there for what feels like hours the house suddenly goes quiet. Marcy looks at Max and asks "where is Ian, do you think he knows?" Max hugs her tight and looks around the bathroom as if she is trying to figure out their next move. "Max" Dexter yells from downstairs. Max slides herself across the bathroom floor and places her hand on the door. "It's gonna be okay" max says and lifts herself off the bathroom floor and then swings the door open ready to Sprint down the stairs to Dexter, but Max is met with Ian's gaze instead. His eyes no longer an emerald green they are now a dark mossy color filled with hear and rage only enhanced by the hunters blood on his cruel twisted face. "I'm gonna go see who needs my help" max stammers as she ducks around Ian who was looking through her and right at Marcy any ways. "Marcy" Ian says as he moves twords the woman who is still curled up shaking involuntarily in the corner of the bathroom floor. He reaches out his hand to help her up "are you okay?" Marcy looks up to meet his gaze and nods her head reaching up to his extended hand. Ian pulls Marcy out of the floor and can read the shock on her face. "It's okay, it's gonna be okay.

Taylor_Cornish · Fantasy

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39 Chs

An escort

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Marcy jumps at the doorbell, not expecting company. She looks down at her phone, her and Max had only spoke 30 minutes ago surely she wasn't home already let alone wait on her outside. Marcys stomach ties up in Knots as she heads to the door. "Who's there" she calls out as she places her hand on the door knob "...." hmm no answer . Marcy looks through the peep hole now on edge with her hand on the knob questioning if the damn thing was locked any way, there's nobody there. "Hello", "...." still no answer. Marcy swings the door open hoping if there is someone out there she will startle them as much as they had done her or at least enough so that they will second guess whatever motive they may have. There's nothing, .Marcy is taken by surprise as she inches out onto to the porch to look around jumping only when she sees Ian leaned into the post at the corner of the porch smiling at the scare he just gave her.

Marcy growls "jerk".

Ian laughs "what, I figured you could use an escort".

Marcy "for what? To walk across the yard. I'm pretty sure I can handle that and where is your shirt"?

Ians devilish grin grows wider as he looks Marcy up and down noting the change of wardrobe and taking a moment to appreciate it before arching and eyebrow. Ian responds with "I don't like to feel restricted plus what else are you gonna look at, there isn't much of a view. I figured I could at least do you that service while I escort you across the yard for dinner"? Marcy looks around noting that maxes car isn't home yet "max isn't even home yet ". She raises an eyebrow at Ian and this time gives him the wicked grin and just for a second she thought she saw Ian blush a little but he turned his head to quickly for her to be sure. Ian turned slowly back around and walked towards Marcy stopping just inches from her face. There they stood for what seemed like forever while they looked into each other's eyes. Ian licked his lips and gave a devilish grin to Marcy as he walked around her to get down the steps of the front porch.

When Ian reached the bottom he turned on his heels to look up at Marcy and flash her his delish grin again. Ian lifted his hand for Marcy "my lady". Marcy looked down at Ians extended hand and giggled at the absurd child like act being played out right in front of her. As absurd as it was Marcy couldn't help but put her hand in his and allow him to carry out his absurd scene. As soon as their hands touched however the same shock as before when Ian gazed her stomach. It felt like electricity and an aching in her gut all at the same time. Marcy could feel herself aching in places Ian had never touched. With one deep breath Marcy closed her eyes and composed herself, again pushing those animalistic urges to the back of her mind.Marcy stepped down off the porch and aligned herself with Ian. "Off we go then" Marcy said looking up at Ian through her lashes with her big blue ocean eyes.

If only Marcy knew what she was doing to Ian inside, if only she knew the hunger she stirred inside him. Here he came to tease her and stroke his own ego and he felt like a child again sure to trip up at any moment weather physically or on his words. Ian did not feel like his confident self around her, she made him second guess everything he did and said. But Ian knew he had to hold it together, he couldn't let her know she was getting the better of him. Ian placed his hand on the small of Marcys back to guide her twords the house, only then realizing how completely exposed her bare back was. ready to yank his hand away from the sheer heat radiating through his fingers up his arm and setting his whole body on fire while they walked twords his currently empty house. "Dress up for someone special" he asked as he guided her up the front steps. "Maybe" Marcy answered finally saying something halfway honest knowing that Ian wouldn't believe her either way.

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