Nude Soul

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All of a sudden I woke up, I couldn't see... I felt my body lay on something soft and I was covered up to my neck. I tried, I stared, I squinted my eyes. Slowly I could recognize some light. Thank god! I was improving by the minute. I was relieved.

Something was odd. I had the feeling, that something was on my stomach. I touched that and gently inspected it. An arm, a human arm... What the hell?! It was huge and rough to the touch.

I waited a little longer for my eyesight to come back. After five minutes I could recognize shapes and turned my head to the side. A man, a huge man to be specific, laid on his stomach next to me with his face to the other side.

I was scared, he was holding me with that arm so I didn't move I guess. After the next few minutes, I could see clearly like before, I was at my home, in my bedroom on the kingsized bed, with a stranger.

I noticed he wasn't wearing any shirt, I peeked under his blanket... he was completely naked. What the heck! Did he do something to me? What happened, that I ended with him like this. I have no clue who he was. Just a random dude with shoulder-long black hair casually lying next to me... I must go! NOW!

It was decided, I had to put his arm carefully to the side and run for the hills. I got rid of his arm easily, but standing up was a challenge. My body was soar, especially the upper right part. What? Why? Now I remember... the forest... the gun... I was shot! I touched that place, it was under a bandage... my whole upper body, I had nothing else on, just that and my panties? I felt awkward.

Was he the hunter who shot me? Ew! What happened to the werewolf? Did he end up killing him? I felt sad by that thought. I needed to go away, but the pain didn't allow me to move freely. Well, I could roll myself down from the bed and I did.

That way was lesser painful and silently tried to crawl out of the bedroom into the entrance hall. The stupid wooden floor creaked. I froze and looked back at the man, he was still sleeping. A sigh of relief and I came over the door's threshold.

I stood up and looked down the hall into the kitchen. On the corner cabinet, there it was... my phone! I made the first step and my bones cracket. Always this! I rolled my eyes and peeked into the bedroom to check on him. He still slept.

Continually walked carefully down the hall, till I grabbed my phone. I started to punch numbers for the police into it. A man's right arm wrapped around my waist simultaneously a huge hand was placed over the display of my phone and pushed it on the counter. I was horrified.

The man woke up and he was pressing me against his naked body. The worst thing was, I could feel it on my lower back. My face was flooded with blood flowing into my cheeks. He hugged me, kept silent, and nuzzled his chin against the top of my head.

"W-Who are you?!" I didn't turn to him as I was asking him that question. He held my hand in his palm and he opened it. His started to transform into a paw and back into a human hand. Chills ran down my spine. That couldn't be? I pulled from him and faced him. Those eyes! Blue...Green...That eyeshine...

HE WAS THE WEREWOLF!

I thought he was just an animal, but he was half human too? What? My head was spinning. I remembered all those awkward situations with him. I took a step back. The counter stopped me and he made a step towards me. He took my face in both his hands, bent over, and placed his forehead on mine.

Then he took me to the bedroom in his arms and placed me back into the bed and covered me. I tried to not look "down there"... He laid down next to me, this time on my left.

He didn't spare a word, he stayed silent. I wondered, if he could speak human language, but I wasn't brave enough to ask. I was exhausted and confused by what I witnessed today. We were looking into each other's eyes, till we both fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up glued to him. Probably the nice warmth of his hug attracted me. I pulled away from his broad chest and looked at him. I observed the still-sleeping werewolf's face, which was now in human form.

He was indeed very handsome and young, probably around my age or younger. Long face with sharp features and high cheekbones. His brows were thick, straight, and dark. He had long curled up eyelashes and I envied them. A slight hump on his thin pointy nose. Wide juicy lips. Chiseled jawline and a sharp chin. I could tell he was taller, than the average man. Bodybuilder figure in a V-shape. The muscles were very defined and visible.

I wanted to brush the hair from his face, but he woke up and grabbed my hand with his. Huh... His hand was very rough and looked really worn out, with tiny scars fresh cracks, and dirt in them. He suddenly kissed my hand and I pulled away from him completely.

He sat up and I could see EVERYTHING. It was morning... so... yes. I looked away with my arms stretched out to block that view. "Please, cover up..." He fulfilled my wish. In a hurry, I covered myself as well, since I realized I wasn't any better.

"Do you know, how to speak human language?" He smiled. "Of course I do." His voice sounded husky, but at the same time guttural and low. Very pleasing to the ear. It made me calm down a bit. "So what is your name?" He stayed silent for a second and then replied.

"Zeev, my name is Zeev." I didn't hesitate. "Nice to meet, you! I am Patty."