Making her way into the kitchen, she opened the fridge to find cold beer, sitting next to water bottles and bags of blood. Ignoring the shiver that worked its way up her spine she grabbed a beer and sat down at the table, trying to forget everything that seemed to be piling up around her to make life miserable. Up until this moment she thought that even though she was a wolf and he hated wolves, that maybe they had a chance to sleep together, help her with her insatiable lust, but he had just flat out refused her. If she was going to be this aroused every full moon she was eventually going to need a man to help her, but if she wasn’t allowed around humans, how was she going to do that?
Sighing, she took a large gulp of beer, hoping that maybe if she had enough she could numb the fear and forget about her current predicament. “That won’t work,” Archer muttered from where he stood in the doorway connecting the kitchen with the living room. The glow from the television lit him, but kept his face partially in shadows. His eyes still appeared to be black.
“What won’t work?” She asked, avoiding looking at him.
“That,” he said, motioning to the bottle of beer in her hand. “You can drink every bottle in the house and you won’t get drunk. Your metabolism is too high now.”
She snorted, “Well I can still try,”
Archer chuckled and stepped into the kitchen, opening the fridge and taking out a beer, then sat next to her. Was he trying to be cruel by being nice to her one moment and cruel the next? It was clear that he knew just how badly she wanted him, and he’d already told her that it wasn’t going to happen, so why was he spending any time with her? Some sick amusement?
“That you can,”
She finally looked at him and in the light of the kitchen, in only a pair of sweat pants and a black pull over t-shirt, with his hair in disarray, hanging loosely into his black eyes, she didn’t think she had ever seen him look more attractive. “I know you don’t have all the answers,” she said, voice breathy with her growing arousal. “But why near the full moon do werewolves get so aroused?”
Archer sighed, “I’m honestly not sure, but they all do and it’s only really bad about a week before the full moon. You should get used to it.”
“Oh yeah?” She asked, “I doubt I could ever get used to being this hard up.”
With a snort, Archer lost some of the beer from his mouth. Becca watched it trickle down his chin and the urge to lick it away came over her so strong she almost couldn’t stop it. “You sure have a way with words.”
Becca couldn’t help but smile, “Well that’s what you get with a twentieth century girl, we tell it like it is whether people like it that way or not.”
“I’m coming to see that,” Archer said.
Rebecca leaned back in her seat, taking another swig from her beer, watching Archer who was watching her carefully. “Do you see it in me?” She asked.
“What?”
“The killer instinct that they all seem to have?”
For what seemed like minutes, Archer just stared at her, without saying anything. She was actually sure he wasn’t going to answer, until, “No,” He murmured, staring intently into her eyes, like she’d never seen before. “I don’t see it in you.”
She leaned forward, “Then who’s to say that I will?”
With a scoff, Archer stood, so quickly that the chair he had been sitting on toppled to the floor. “Rebecca stop doing this!” he practically shouted. “I know how much you want to believe that you couldn’t possibly be evil, I get it, but I’ve told you, it’s unavoidable.”
“How can you be so sure? You couldn’t possibly know all the werewolves out there!” She screamed, standing up off her seat. They stood feet apart, yelling at each other. “I don’t judge you just because you’re a vampire and you’re supposed to be evil!” Rebecca shouted, feeling tears of pure rage prickle in her eyes.
“You don’t know any vampires, but I’ve hunted wolves my entire life, I know what they’re like. They are all monsters. It’s embedded in you now. You are a monster.” Archer countered.
“If I’m such a monster why are you going to such great lengths to save me!? How long have I been a werewolf now? About three days?” She didn’t even know, everything seemed to blend together into one incredibly long day. “The only thing that’s gotten out of control is my libido!” She screamed, closing the distance between them and poking a finger at his chest. “You don’t know me! You can’t sit there on your fucking high horse and say that I’m going to turn into a monster. I have sway over my destiny, I control what path my life takes and I will not be a monster!”
Archer shocked her by grabbing onto her arms, dragging her against his chest. They were now nose to nose. “I’m sorry to tell you this, babe, but I’ve been around a hell of a lot longer then you have and I’ve dedicated my life to exterminating every last retched beast of your species. And all those years, I’ve learned things, like the fact that wolves can’t deny their instincts, it’s impossible, it will happen to you, there’s nothing you can do to stop it!” He yelled at her, giving her a shake with every third word, as if trying to shake the sense into her that she seemed to be missing. “It’s who you are now!”
She shook her head and pushed against him, shoving away from him. “You don’t know who I am and I will not be a monster.”
Rage bubbled inside her like nothing she’s ever felt before and she lashed out, hand aimed for his face. Of course, Archer was faster. He grasped her wrist and dragged her towards him. “Tell me now that you’re not a monster.” Archer whispered into her ear while she struggled to free herself. “Feel that anger, that rage, that blood lust bubbling up inside of you. That’s the wolf, the monster inside you!” His hands closed tighter around her upper arms forcing her to hiss in pain. “That rage comes on when you’re with a human who is pushing just the right buttons, you’ll attack, rip out their throat and it’s the beginning of the end.” With that said, he shoved her away from him, as if he couldn’t stand touching her anymore, then he stormed from the kitchen, disappearing out of the house. The door slammed so hard against the door jam, it shook the entire house.
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