Blood thirst

Sorry for my english it's not my native language Hope you will enjoy it even thou. This dream haunted her every night. That night two month ago wouldn't let her go. Tired she looked up to Fenrir looking down at her, his eyes filled with care. He might was a cruel werewolf, but he wasn't all evil. Infact he could be really nice, at least to the persons he cared about. Alayn knew, even if Fenrir never would confess it, he cared about her. A smile glanced over her mouth when she thought about people said Fenrir were in love with her. He wasn't. He'd never seen her as a woman he could mate with-he must have told her that a hundred times- instead he saw her as his little sister which he have to protect. Right now he was looking at her with his I-have-to-protect-you-look as he did always. At least since that one night. She knew he felt guilty even thou had been no possibilitie that he could helped her. It was worse enough that he saw saw everything Lucius done to her and what he would have done if the dark lord hadn't stopped him. Fenrir let go a deep growl and reached for her hand. With a smile she took his hand and he pulled her to her feet. He had to confess she was really beautiful. Her raven hair felt long over her youthful bleach face with the most tense blue ice he'd ever saw, down over her large breasts and her small waist. She was thin and tall but compared to him she just looked like a little girl. She shouldn't have to live with a group if filthy snatchers,he thought. He and his men were like dirty crows and she was like a beautiful swan. Finally he realized that his beautiful little swan was obviously feeling ashamed about the way he stared at her. Quickly he took a few steps backwards and reached into a bag pretending to search something so he didn't had to say something. Alayn rolled her eyes. "Men.", she thought as she went away to wake the rest of their group... well at the moment their were just four people. Fenrir,Scabior,Jack and herself. She had to admit that it was a bit awkward being the only woman around with this men inside a deep dark forest. But she knew Fenrir wouldn't let someone harm her. She kneeled down next to Scabior. She move her hand to his face. Gently stroking his cheeks. She could feel his heart beat a bit faster. She loved the way he looked when he was asleep. Beautiful, calm almost cute. She al She felt so alive in his company. Sadly she removed her hand from his face. She sat there next to him for a while, before she gave him a gentle slap on his head. He woke up instandly looking very displeased about the way she waked him. As he wanted to start complaining she gave him a warm smile and stood up. Going her way to wake James.