I'm a werewolf.

I stared at him for a long moment, before gesturing for him to continue. "I'm not going to start freaking out until you finish the whole story." I say to him. He seems shocked by my calm voice but continues anyway.

"Ok, my ancestors are werewolves from Spain. My family and I l are descendants of the most powerful Alphas in the East. And they came to the Untited States when my dad met his mate, my mom who lived here in Florida. My mom was a werewolf here in the United States. Then they had the twins, me, Jake, then Adam. While that might sound crazy to you, it's actually a great thing for my species. We're about 1/3 of the world population." He starts to get off topic.

"Cool. But why are you telling me this and what did you mean by the term 'mate' when you talked about your parents?" I asked in a very confused tone. I noticed the twinkle in his eyes at that word, before smiling and rubbing his jaw.

"Well that's where you come in Jazmine. Ever since freshmen year, my instincts caught the most amazing scent the goddesses gave, then recently I finally saw you. I remember you used to stare at me sometimes but my wolf didn't come until the end of the year and that's when I knew it was you. You wanna know what the first thing I noticed when I saw you?" I waited as his eyes gazed at me, "your lips. I wanted to grab your face and kiss and bite your lips so badly....they look so plump and soft." He was then staring so boldly at them that I couldn't help but lick them slightly, feeling bashful. His eyes lightened into a golden color, making me gasp loudly...So it wasn't just my imagination that day. "And then when you lick them, with cute pink tongue..I wanna taste it so badly." He looked at me with his eyes glowing brighter, "your body didn't help at all." His voice was more animalistic as his hooded eyes daringly roamed every inch of my figure and they stopped at my exposed legs. Those eyes made my heart quicken at the sight, it was so scarily attractive that I couldn't help my body's reaction. He closed his eyes, deeply inhaled and a low growl erupted from his chest, making me move back in shock. "Jaz, you smell so fucking good." I saw sharp teeth poking his bottom lip before he closed his glowing gold eyes and held his head in his hands.

"Lucas." I hesitantly said his name. I earned a low growl. "What's wrong?"

"My wolf wants to claim you right now, on this couch, but we're to young to- No! Not now, we have to wait.." It took me a minute to realize he wasn't directing his words towards me now. He seemed to be hurting and something in me wanted to comfort him.

I scooted closer and place my hand on his shoulder. Next thing I know I'm laying on the couch with Lucas on top of me, pining me down. He buried his head in the crook of my neck and inhales deeply, growls loudly and starts leaving open kisses my neck. The skin where his lips touch tingles with a warm, pleasurable buzz that has my head spinning. Feeling a satisfying hardness on my inner thigh, I bite back a moan thats in the back of my throat. I let my shaky hands touch his exposed chest, my fingers dancing along his smooth toned abdomen. When I did this, I felt him tensed up beneath my fingers and he ceased his attack on my neck. I felt a small sharp scrape to my neck and I gasp, wanting more. But before I can protest, the satisfying weight of him was off, making me shiver at the sudden cold air. I didn't realize he was so warm.

I touched my neck, still feeling the warm buzz that his lips left. I winced at a small cut on my neck, and pull my hand back to see the blood on my fingertips.

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