The Wolf Who Saved Me

After 30 minutes, I stopped hearing their voices. They must have fallen asleep, or they left. I don’t care.

My body felt itchy, and I smelled terrible. It has been six days straight that I have not taken a shower. I went to the toilet, and I got tempted to take a bath. But what will I wear? All I have is this cardigan and jeans that are slightly torn and have holes in them.

I saw a white bathrobe inside. I touched the fabric, and it was so soft. I thought I would sleep on it. But then I thought of Reule. What if he comes inside while I am sleeping? No. I can’t sleep with just a bathrobe on.

I went out of the toilet and just noticed that change of bedsheets. Even the comforter is not the same color as what I saw after I left to eat earlier. I have not seen a maid, but probably Reule has.

I scanned the room, and it’s enormous, well-designed, and comfy. I was not able to do it earlier when I woke up. And only see the beauty of the room just now.

I was about to sit on the chair near the window when two big paper bags lying on top of the table caught my eye. I went to check it and found a note.

“I was not able to tell you this earlier, but I asked someone to buy some clothes and undergarments for you. I hope it fits you so that you can change to new ones. Reule”Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I put the note on the table. I saw ten pairs of bras and panties, two sweaters, two sweatshirts, two pairs of jeans, two floral blouses, two pairs of shorts, two mid-length skirts, two pairs of nightwear, and three dresses inside the paper bags.

“Oh, how sweet! No, wait! I should not think like this. He is only nice because he asked to pay,” I said to myself.

I went back and forth in the room, thinking whether I should use them. I am already in debt at Reule, and I don’t want to add more.

At first, decided that I would not use them, but I was soo itchy. I ran to the toilet and took a shower.

“Oh! The water dripping into my body felt great,” I thought.

I scrub every inch of me with soap, hoping that it will stop itching afterward. I used a lot of shampoo and conditioner on my jet-black hair to remove any dandruff or possible lice I got from running into the woods. I am so dirty that I even saw the water turn black.

After I finished, I checked my body to see whether I encountered any rash and was relieved that there were none. It was probably just the dirt and sweat that my body gathered that made me feel itchy.

I wore the bathrobe and covered my damp hair with a towel. I was surprised to find some lotion and face moisturizer on the toilet.

“Did he also buy this? Or this was a lady’s room before?” I wondered.

Then, I looked at the mirror. I saw that dark bruise under my eye. “Damn you, Casper! You punched me so hard. Make sure to hide because if I get a chance, I am going to rip you and Conri into pieces,” I said in a low voice.

I applied the moisturizer gently on my face, especially on the bruise, because it hurt when I touched it. I am looking so tired and dry, but I hope it will help. I also applied lotion on my body to prevent feeling dry and itchy later when I sleep.

I used the blow-dry to dry my long hair. It surprised me, but my hair had remained shiny and not dull. I brushed it, and when I was satisfied with how it looked, I went out to put on some clothes. It was good that what Reule bought fit me perfectly, even the bra and panties.

I lay down on the bed because my head was still killing me, and until now, I still feel tired. I was about to doze off when I heard a woman’s voice. Lila and Reule are still in the next room. They were just sleeping earlier; that is why they were quiet.

“Alpha Reule, are you awake now?” Lila asked.

Reule groaned and said, “What is it, Lila? I must have slept for about an hour.”

Lila smiled and said, “Yes, we slept. And it feels so warm to sleep under your arms.”

Hearing that makes me want to say, “I hope you know that there might have been plenty of ladies who had slept under his arms.”

I hugged one of the pillows and covered myself with the comforter. I will leave them to talk the whole night, but I will try to sleep for myself.

I heard them both giggle.

“Lila, what are you doing? Why are you touching it?” Reule asked.

“I noticed it’s a little hard. Maybe it needs help,” Lila said with a flirty voice.

Reule laughed softly. “It’s because it just woke up, that’s why. But, it will be fully awake if you keep on doing that.”

“I wanted to wake it. I kind of miss it,” Lila teased.

“If you missed it that much, then go for it,” Reule said.

I covered my head with a pillow because I felt like these two would start banging each other again. I wanted to shout at them, “Can you please be quiet? There is a person who is trying to sleep here!” But I know I could not do that.

Lila started moaning. And in a few minutes, the bed is squeaking and shaking again.

“Aaah, Alpha Reule! It feels so great. More please!” Lila moaned.

I tried my best to cover my ears so I could sleep, but the shaking of the bed made it hard. So, I had to wait until both of them reached their climax.

It was quiet after that. I waited for maybe another 10 minutes before my eyes felt heavy, and I slept.