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Chapter 3 The alpha's handsome nephew

  • I jumped up quickly; moving away towards the wall; scared of being alone with him.
  • "I promise I won't hurt you," he told me.
  • I huddled up against the wall; wanting him to leave; before Phyllis returns.
  • "Can you talk?" he inquired me.
  • "I won't hurt you," he again said.
  • I nodded; answering. Wanting him to leave now or I'll surely be in serious trouble.
  • He did not leave but stood there; staring at me with his dark brown mesmerizing eyes.
  • "I'm Josh Hernandez and I'm 23 and you?" he inquired me.
  • "18," I answered him softly.
  • A name I could not give him; for I had none nor did I want him to know what Phyllis called me.
  • "Wow, he said surprisingly. You have a beautiful voice, but can I have your name as well?" he asked me eagerly.
  • I stood still not answering him.
  • "Your name must be as sweet as your voice," he said wanting to know my name so badly.
  • I smiled.
  • His voice made me felt a strange feeling inside.
  • "Yes, that's what I want to see, on your beautiful face. Happiness, not sadness," he said. Cheering me up.
  • I was amazed at how he described me. Phyllis had never described me in such a way but was I for true?
  • "Beautiful?" I said to him.
  • "Yes, you are like a red rose," he described me.
  • I smiled at him, shyly; overwhelmed by his words.
  • I moved my right hand to my small round face; touching it. Wondering what he thought of me if it was true.
  • Not paying attention to him anymore.
  • I felt a strong warm hand against my right hand. I raised my head. Staring at him; as he now stood close to me.
  • He moved his hand from my hand and gently ran his hand to my left cheek.
  • "You are indeed beautiful," he again described me.
  • I smiled.
  • He was different. He was kind and sweet. He didn't choose to describe me harshly as Phyllis did. He was everything I expect the world outside of my cell would be; filled with love and not pain. I was now excited to meet more like him.
  • He removed his hand from my cheek and inquired me again.
  • "So aren't you going to tell me your name, beautiful?" he said.
  • "Name?" I repeated. Not having any name to give him.
  • I lower my head; Not knowing what to say. I wanted to lie to him in making up a name, but I didn't want to. If I do I would be letting him down.
  • "Your sweet voice is tempted to make me kiss you," he said.
  • "Kiss?" I again repeated. Clueless about what he was talking about.
  • I was eager to know what it was and inquired him.
  • "What is kiss?" I asked him.
  • "Really," he said; while he stared at me, surprisingly.
  • I lower my head; feeling ashamed.
  • "No, no," he said; trying to cheer me up.
  • "I'm sorry for how I reacted to your question. It's just I'm surprised that a beauty like you don't know what a kiss is. Haven't you ever? " he said while he smiled, shyly.
  • I smiled; loving the way he kept on describing me.
  • "Aren't you going to tell me?" I asked him eagerly.
  • "It would be better if I show you," he said while he turned his head to look at the door; watching to see if anyone was coming.
  • He gently touches his short brown hair, nervously, and looked at me with his enchanting eyes.
  • "Can I show you?" he asked me, softly.
  • "Yes," I replied.
  • "Promise me you won't be scared," he said.
  • My heart started to beat fast hearing him said that. What have I gotten myself into I thought
  • I wasn't outside as yet and I had got myself into trouble already.
  • I wanted to tell him; I had change my mind, but I just couldn't say it. The words could not escape my mouth.
  • "Promise me," he said; as he moved his face so close to me. I could feel his breath against the tip of my lip.
  • "Promise," I said shyly.
  • "Close your eyes," he instructed me.
  • I stared at him; wondering what mess I was about to get myself in.
  • "Come on beautiful," he again said; while his breath danced against my face.
  • I slowly closed my green eyes; waiting nervously for what he was about to do.
  • Suddenly I felt something soft touches my lip; slowly caressing them.
  • My entire body felt relaxed by the deep intense feeling it gave me. It was the most wonderful feeling I had ever felt. I haven't felt so good in my entire life.
  • I slowly open my eyes and there I saw; the alpha's nephew removing his soft lips from mine.
  • He ran his tongue over his lip; enjoying the taste of my lips.
  • I held my lip; enjoying him caressing me. They trembled by his powerful touch.
  • "That is a kiss," he said; why he smiled; staring within my eyes, shyly.
  • I continued to touch my lip; now knowing what a kiss was, but still, I was curious as to why werewolves kiss?
  • "Why did you do that?" I inquired him.
  • "I wanted you to know what a kiss was," he answered me.
  • That wasn't the question I was hoping for. I wanted to know its purpose.
  • I looked sideways; staring at the wall curiously.
  • "That wasn't the answer you were seeking?" he inquired me.
  • I turned my attention to him, right away. It was as if he could read my mind.
  • "We werewolves kiss when we are in love, to greet, say goodbye, and during intercourse," he explained.
  • "Intercourse," I repeated.
  • "Fuck, I'm sorry," he apologized.
  • "Make love," he gave me his rightful meaning.
  • I looked at him, puzzled.
  • "You wouldn't know what that means as well," he said.
  • I nodded.
  • "Don't worry, One day someone will fall in love with you and you too with that person and then you will find out what it is," he told me.
  • "Is it just like a kiss?" I asked him.
  • "No, he answered me. It is way more different and the feeling it gives you will cause you to cry out feeling a great pleasure; between your thigh," he told me.
  • I stared at him; curious about knowing what to expect of the outer world.
  • Suddenly we heard the door open; I quickly moved away from him.
  • Phyllis was astonished to see I was not alone.
  • "What is happening here?" she inquired me.