Under His Spell Ch.03

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Two days had gone by since Takoda first called her, but Lynn still hadn’t returned any of his messages. Ever since then he’d been calling her everyday, leaving messages on her voicemail and asking if he could stop by. But she just ignored him, trying her best to push him out of her mind. It was Thursday evening now, and she was just winding down from a long day at work. She kicked off her shoes and poured a glass of juice, settling in front of the TV.

As she was channel surfing, there came a knock at the door, so she got up from the couch and went over to answer it, pausing to look through the peephole. As she recognized the tall, imposing figure she stepped away from the door. She tried to be quiet, but the wooden floorboards gave her away, creaking loudly in protest.

“Lynn, I know you’re in there. Open up. I can hear you,” he called out to her.

She remained quiet, not moving an inch.

“Please Lynn, open the door. Give me a chance to explain myself.”

“Just go away, Takoda. I want to be left alone.”

But that wasn’t true. What she really wanted was to open the door and rush into his arms, but she couldn’t do that. It would make her seem so weak. And there was a part of her that enjoyed hearing him like this, begging outside of her door.

“Please, baby. Let me inside.”

She took a few steps to the door, placing her hand on the doorknob.

“Sweetie?” There was hope in his voice. He knew she was right there.

But for some reason she couldn’t open it. She didn’t know why, but her hand was frozen on the doorknob, unable to turn it. Her cheek was placed against the doorjamb, and her breath came out loud and heavy. Her heartbeat pounded so loudly she was sure he could hear it. And strangely enough, the mark beneath her shirt had begun to grow very warm. A few more moments went by and then she heard him leave, his work boots descending down the stairs and then crunching across the gravel driveway.

She stood there for awhile, listening for any signs of his return, but there were none.

So she walked away from the door and sat back down. She took a sip of juice, then another, trying to calm herself down. She felt a little shaky, and her heart was beating very rapidly.

Her throat was dry and her chest ached. She loved him. There was no doubt about that. So why wouldn’t she give him another chance? Maybe there was a good reason why he had left her that night.

But she shook that thought away. He’d ditched her, that was all there was to it. And still, despite all of that she had still wanted to let him in. But a part of her was afraid to.

She was afraid of melting into his arms and accepting any excuse he gave her. She was afraid that she would believe him, no matter what he had to say, and once that happened, she was in for a whole lot more heartache. No, it was better to just end things here, before any more damage could be done. She couldn’t take anymore games of the heart.

A loud rapping sound at the door startled her, making her jolt upward. She walked over to the door and opened it, but the person who stood in front of her was not who she wanted to see.

“David, hi. What a surprise it is to see you here. What’s up?”

David was one of her coworkers at the advertising agency she worked at. They worked on quite a few projects together and they’d built up a nice rapport at work, but never had they become so close that she would have expected him to show up on her doorstep.

“Hey Lynn. Sorry to drop by unannounced, but I tried calling you and there was no answer. You left these behind at work, so I knew you would be missing them.” Holding up a portfolio in his hands, he passed it to her.

“Well thanks for bringing it over, but you didn’t have to drive all the way out here. You could have just given it to me tomorrow.”

“It’s no big deal. I don’t mind.” He flashed her a smile then held up a bottle. “I brought you some wine, too. I remember you saying how Pinot Grigio was your favorite, so I thought I’d bring some by for you.” He handed her the bottle.

“Oh, David, you really didn’t have to do that. That was very thoughtful of you, though. Thank you.”

“No problem.” Offering her a wide grin, David eagerly awaited an invitation to come inside.

Yet instead of asking him in Lynn just gave him a weak smile and awkwardly said, “Well I know you probably need to get back on the road so I’ll let you go. See you at work tomorrow, okay?” Her palm pressed against the door as she began to close it.

“Hey wait.” David replied in a hurry. “It smells pretty good in there, what are you cooking?”

“Oh, it’s just some pie in the stove.”

“I’d love a slice, if you could spare one.”

The last thing she felt like doing was entertaining company, but she figured it was the least she could do since he’d driven all the way out to her home. Forcing a smile onto her face Lynn opened the door wider so he could enter.

“Yeah, sure. Come on in bonus veren siteler and have a seat.”

“Thank you.” As he walked into the living room he took a seat on the couch.

Holding the bottle of wine up she said, “I’ll pour us a glass and slice us some pie. Be back in a minute.”

“Sure thing, no hurry,” David responded, loosening his tie and settling back onto the couch.

Once the pie was cut and the wine was poured Lynn came back into the living room, holding a wooden TV tray which held two glasses of wine and the saucers of apple pie. After setting it down on the coffee table she handed David a piece of pie and a fork. Then she settled into an armchair beside the couch.

“Plenty of room here with me.” He patted the space beside him, inviting her to come closer.

“It’s okay. I’m more comfortable here,” she said before taking a bite of her pie.

“Okay, no problem.”

They watched TV as they ate, and even though Lynn’s eyes were focused in the other direction, she could still feel him watching her. He stole little glances at her every now and again, his eyes drifting over the split in her skirt which exposed her firm, shapely thighs. Then he moved up to her cleavage, eyeing the outline of her bra beneath the fabric. She could tell he was trying to be sly about it, but she knew what he was doing.

After a few moments she realized that the attention he was giving her wasn’t just annoying, it was downright creepy. Lynn had never found herself the least bit interested in extending their relationship to anything beyond the time that they saw each other at work, and the last thing that she wanted was to be eyed like a piece of meat in her own home.

It made her sick just thinking about him making any sort of sexual advances upon her. Feeling very uncomfortable beneath his lascivious gaze, Lynn excused herself and made a beeline for the bathroom.

As soon as she was gone David got up from the couch and quietly crept toward the hallway, which led to her sleeping quarters. The steps David took were small and the carpet which covered the hallway floor muffled the sound of his steps as he made his way toward her bedroom. As he reached her bedroom door he pushed it open and headed straight for her cherry oak dresser.

Desperate to satiate his curiosity, he began to open the drawers as he searched for the one which contained her undergarments. He pulled open the small drawers first, glancing into each of them until he found what he was looking for. Reaching into the pile of lacy panties and bras, David grabbed a skimpy g-string and pressed it against his nose, inhaling the scent of a light perfume. He started to slip them into his pocket but a sound which came from beyond the window diverted his attention.

It almost sounded as if someone were tapping on the glass of the windowpane but he couldn’t be for sure, so he walked up to it and parted the curtains. As he peered out into the night all he saw was darkness but then suddenly the sight of a large paw with long claws appeared before his eyes. As it slammed against the window it caused the glass to vibrate, releasing a cry of fear and surprise from David’s mouth. As the face of a wolf came into view it emitted a furious growl, baring its razor sharp teeth at a terrified and trembling David.

“Shit!” David stumbled backwards, dropping the pair of panties he’d been holding in his hand.

The sound of the wolf’s snarls deepened as its murderous eyes stared into David’s. The animal’s fur bristled and its hot breath clouded against the glass. Menacing sounds ripped through its throat and a trickle of saliva ran down its muzzle.

David backed away from the window, then turned and rushed out of the bedroom, his breath coming out in quick, harsh gasps. As he took a seat on the couch David struggled to compose himself, not wanting to appear flustered once Lynn came out. Grabbing a glass of wine he gulped down a large sip and leaned back against the couch. Then suddenly David’s eyes were drawn toward the large picture window in the living room, and what he saw nearly caused him to drop his glass of wine.

The wolf’s yellow eyes glowed at him from beyond the glass, and a low, deep growl emitted from the animal’s throat. Even from where he sat David could see that the wolf’s eyes were full of murderous intent, and David was frozen in place. It seemed that his eyes were unwillingly locked into those of the feral animal, and as a snarl rumbled through its throat it leapt up onto the glass. Long claws extended from its paws and it pressed its sharp nails up against the glass, creating long scratches against the window pane.

David was certain the animal would find some way to break through the glass and attack him but surprisingly, the wolf grew quiet and its ears pricked upward. Then suddenly it took off, rushing off into the night and disappearing into the darkness. David was left befuddled as to the reason why the wolf had backed bahis off after such an aggressive display, but he was also wonderfully relieved. As the sound of Lynn’s footsteps came closer to the living room, he heard her call out to him in alarm.

“David, are you okay? I heard some strange sounds coming from out here.”

David’s face had turned an ashen white color and his voice trembled as he responded, “There was a wolf outside of the window.”

“A wolf?” She furrowed her eyebrows. “Are you sure it was a wolf? I haven’t seen any wolves in this area before.”

“Yeah, it was a huge gray one. It seemed to come out of nowhere.” Taking another drink from his glass of wine, he gulped it down until there was only a small pool of liquid remaining in the bottom of the glass.

Walking over toward the window, Lynn glanced out of it, staring into the inky darkness as she searched for signs of the wild animal.

“I’ve never wolves around these parts before. They usually prefer hanging out in the forest.”

As she turned to face him David could clearly see that her eyes were filled with concern. He could tell from the expression on her face that she felt bad about him being scared, and having her look at him in that way caused him to feel nothing less than pathetic. He didn’t have a chance in hell of ever hooking up with her now. He’d completely blown it, thanks to his fear over that damn wolf.

“Well if you want to stay over for a bit, you can. Just to make sure the wolf is gone.”

The reluctance in her voice was badly concealed and he could tell she was only saying it to try and be polite.

“No thanks, I’ll be fine. I’m sure it’s gone by now, anyways.”

“Are you sure you’re okay, David?”

As he felt her touch his arm David glanced down at her hand. He’d been waiting a very long to feel her touch upon him, but he never would have guessed that it’d happen like this. It bothered him that she was touching him out of pity and not out of genuine interest in and attraction.

“Yes, I’m fine.” Averting his eyes from her caring gaze, he twisted the doorknob and headed outside.

David felt like half a man now and could barely even maintain eye contact with her. As he headed down the steps of the porch Lynn called out after him.

“Have a safe drive home and i’ll see you at work tomorrow. Thanks again for dropping my portfolio off.”

Giving a wave in response, David muttered a weak goodbye, then continued toward his car. As he unlocked the door to his vehicle he got a strong feeling that the wolf was still out there, watching him with those hungry yellow eyes. David knew that if the wolf was out there watching him, he could easily attack and kill him at this very moment.

So the question was, why wasn’t the wolf making its move upon him? Not wishing to linger upon that question, David quickly got behind the wheel and slammed the car door behind him. He gave another wave to Lynn and offered her a small smile. After returning his wave, she retreated inside the house.

His gaze was briefly drawn toward the passenger side window and for one short moment he was certain he saw the wolf’s yellow eyes staring at him in the darkness of the night. But when he took a second glance at the same spot he saw that the glow had disappeared.

Not wanting to waste a moment longer he put his car into drive and took off, leaving a trail of dust as his tires rolled forward.

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The wolf had been patiently waiting below the steps of the porch, hoping that David would come out alone. He’d planned to spring upward and go straight for the man’s jugular, but the appearance of Lynn had caused the gray wolf to decide against attacking. Now that Lynn wore his mark that meant that she was his, and the wolf was willing to do anything it took to protect his mate.

As the sound of David’s car engine retreated the wolf emitted a growl, then crawled out from beneath the porch steps. The memory of this other man was still sharp in his mind, and his right now his feral instincts were urging him toward murderous actions. The wolf knew, however, that what he needed the most right now couldn’t be done.

Heading toward the back of Lynn’s house, the wolf trotted toward her bedroom window. Jumping onto an old tree stump, he tilted his gaze upward and peered through the window. Lynn’s back was to him, but he could see in the reflection of the mirror that she was standing in front of, that her hand was upon her shoulder. Her fingers rubbed back and forth at a spot just beneath her collarbone, and he instantly knew what she was stroking at.

It was his mark, the one he’d made upon her. Judging from the look on her face, she seemed to be intently fascinated by it. Her eyebrows were knitted together and her head was cocked in confusion. As he watched her rub at the scar he caught the strong scent of her body, and nearly found himself overwhelmed by the fragrance of Lynn.

A light floral deneme bonusu scent emitted from her room, and yet there was also another scent. It was a scent far more powerful than perfume could ever be, and as he pressed his nose against the windowpane he realized it was the scent of her. Her own unique smell which filled him with a deep and anxious longing.

As he indulged himself in the scent of his mate he realized that watching her like this was pure torture, so he turned his back to the window and retreated to the woodsy area behind her house. It was only a matter of time before she became his, but he still felt an urgent need to have her. Lifting his muzzle to the sky, the wolf emitted a long, loud howl.

The wolf sat on a small hill behind Lynn’s house and his eyes were peeled upon her bedroom window. As the filmy curtains parted he saw her face peer out into the night and he knew that she had heard his howl. He found himself wondering if something inside of her knew, if something within her body responded to the sound of his call.

He’d been hoping that something inside of her would be drawn to his call, but how long would it take before he could tell her the truth and explain what it truly meant? The answer to that was inside of him and he knew that as long as he kept quiet about his true nature, he would continue to be lonely and apart from her.

As the bedroom light shut off the windowpane darkened, and the wolf knew that Lynn had gone to sleep. Choosing to shift back into his human form the wolf began his transformation. Bones creaked as organs shifted themselves internally and his rib cage became smaller as his neck thinned out. Limbs grew longer and his muzzle transformed into a mouth. Then fur disappeared and it dissolved into smooth skin.

Once the metamorphosis completed itself Takoda stood tall and proud in his human form. His hair lay like a blanket across his wide shoulders and his nude form was illuminated in the light of the pure, silvery moon. He started down the hill, heading toward his pickup truck. As Takoda descended down the hill his feet covered the tracks he’d made as a wolf, replacing them with the footprints of a human.

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Engaged in a fitful night of sleep, Lynn’s dreams were filled with places she’d never seen before. The dream she was currently having took place in the wilderness and she was walking along a path in the forest, searching for something or someone. She wasn’t sure just what she was looking for, but something inside of herself told her to keep going.

Paths changed and some of them converged, until finally she found herself walking along a road in the forest that was lined with pebbles. It seemed that the further she went, the larger the pebbles grew. Eventually the pebbles became rocks and then increased in size until finally they were large stones.

Then suddenly, she found herself standing in front of a person who was kneeling on the ground. Although this man’s back was to her, Lynn instantly recognized the person as Takoda.

With his knees planted on the ground, Takoda was leaning forward over something which was lying on the ground. His shoulders shook in silent grief and as she walked closer toward him.

“Ehawee…Ehawee, nooo!” Takoda cried out in anguish.

“Takoda?” Placing her palm against his back, Lynn tenderly stroked it. “Honey, what’s wrong?”

Turning his head to face her, she could see that tears were flowing from his eyes. “She’s gone. One of those things killed her.”

“Who did they kill? Tell me.” Lynn’s voice was filled with urgency.

She waited for him to answer but he chose instead to remain quiet. Curious as to who he was grieving over, Lynn glanced over his shoulder and saw there was a wolf lying on the ground. Its fur was matted with blood and its head was cocked at an odd angle. Peering closer at the animal, Lynn saw that the wolf’s neck had been slashed and she stared sadly at its lifeless body. Finding herself at a loss for words, she began to wonder just who or what could do such a terrible thing.

Still kneeling beside the animal, Takoda tenderly stroked it’s blood streaked fur, speaking softly to it in a language that Lynn didn’t understand. It was clear that he felt great love for this animal, and as she listened to him quietly talk to it she realized that a gradual change was happening.

Takoda had lifted his gaze from the body of the wolf’s and his eyes stared out into the forest. They darted back and forth, seeming to search for someone who was hidden in the thickness of the trees. Then suddenly and without any warning Takoda’s voice boomed through the air. Caught off guard by the sound of it, Lynn’s shoulders gave a nervous jolt upward.

“Come out from your hiding place, you cowards. Come out and face me now! I will not leave until you show yourself!” Rising up from the kneeling position, Takoda rose to his feet, tightly clenching his fists.

She didn’t know who he was calling out to, but she knew that whomever they were would surely pay the price for the slain wolf. The sound of rustling leaves from somewhere in the forest caused Takoda to direct his attention there, and as he focused upon a point in the trees he began to walk toward it.

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