Tyson took his time on his way back to Hunter's Crowl, he tried so hard to get his mind off of the female who has seemed to of captured his attention and doesn't seem like she is gonna let go anytime soon. He hit a lot of red lights as he made his way back to the mansion which held the portal into Crowl. His mind wavered to how he was suppose to be contacting his alcohol seller who lived in Manhattan today, he thought against visiting him for he still needed to finalize the order that never went through last week. He grumbled slightly thinking that Emma would need a talking to since she was slacking on her job, and he was having to go over everything that she supposedly had.<br/><br/>The light turned green and he shifted out of neutral and into 1st and zoomed off in a second. Riding his motorcycle had became like seconded nature to him, like phasing to his wolf forms or just running, he didn't need to think, he just did it. His orbs darted around, his expressions or face was hidden by the black helmet which had Lyall's scent in it. Her scent which he is now noticing as he draws farther and farther away from her. A groan tare's from his throat in frustration and he speeds the bike up more, nearing the portal mansion. He turn's sharply into the entrance than slows his speed unsure of where Zavyr might be, than quickly goes through the portal whispering the special words so he gains entrance.<br/>----------------------------------------------------<br/>Once in Hunter Crowl again he floors the motorcycle going full throttle and zooms down the stretch of street. His mind raced of places he could go to release his built up tension. A big sword lit up in front of him and he grinned behind the tinted visor. Tyson shifted once more this time into a lower gear, helping him slow down the fantastic machinery between his legs. He drove the motorcycle into a front space right in front of the doors than turned off the roaring motor. He pocketed the keys than swung his leg over and straightened himself out and took off the helmet.<br/><br/>Moaning slightly with a frown he was a little upset that he wouldn't breathing in only her scent but he needed to clear his mind so he could work tonight, it was after all the grand re-opening of the night club, after what that damned dragon did to it. He shook his head remembering than tucked the helmet under his arm and strolled up to the doors. He took notice of the help wanted sign in the window than opened the doors, he noticed Skyrie, the owner, than Ristina, and a little creature. He side stepped so he didn't step on the<span style="font-style: italic">thing</span>than went to the sign in sheet on the counter and signed himself in than glanced at Ristina and gave her a smile, glad she took his advice.<br/><br/>Tyson continued back to the changing rooms after waving hello to Sky. The changing rooms had a few stalls for privacy if you had to go or simply didn't like changing in front of others, on the other side had rows and rows of lockers which members rented out to keep their weekly clothing. On the far end of room were several stalls for showering after a hard time of working out.<br/><br/>Tyson always kept a weeks supply of work out clothing and clothes to change into afterwards for he rented out two lockers and paid well. He strolled over to his lockers and began to de-cloth himself, and changed into a fresh pair of work out shorts and a white wife beater shirt which made his already muscular upper body seem more muscular than normal.Shutting the locker door after jamming his dirty ones in their he locked the locker than clipped the key to the inside of his short pocket. He grabbed a clean towel on the way out of the changing room and headed toward the stamina room where there were tred mills and stationary bikes and stair climbers. He picked out a inclined tred mill picked the station on the radio he wanted to listen to, plugged in the ear buds and put them into his ears, than set his setting and began to run.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Eferhilda wrote:</cite><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LtY5fjDKIb8"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/LtY5fjDKIb8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object> Not not me. Though I wish it were</div></div></div><br/><br/>Her hands flew across the keys with practiced ease Lyall's eyes were closed as she poured out her emotions and feelings. Giving her all to the black and white keys which had never judged her nor criticized her in anyway. They were there for her always and so it was fitting that today with all that was on her mind that she would seek solace in their cool comforting presence. <br/><br/>The professor and her personal instructor stood off to the side watching her, noting the slight nuances and variations of the music. Figuring there was something troubling her more then just finals, for testing had never really been hard for Lyall as he had never seen someone who studied more then she did. He waited till she was done and finally opened her eyes that he stepped forward and leaned casually on the piano. <br/><br/>"So whats on your mind?" he asked her. <br/><br/>Lyall was silent for a moment while her fingers silently moved across the keys in a silent song. Without looking up or stopping she gave a small shrug, "Finals" she lied. <br/><br/>"Fine. Don't tell me whats wrong. But you should think about not doing a love song when you are trying to keep away from of your inner thoughts and emotions" he gave her a comforting smile as he turned and walked away. <br/><br/>Sighing Lyall gathered up her stuff and left the auditorium for the cafeteria where she was going to be meeting Laura one of the few people whom she considered a friend here. Lyall barely had time to get into the door when Laura nearly tackled her with the overly friendly hug she gave Lyall. <br/><br/>"THERE YOU ARE!" Laura said way too loud. "Where were you? I was waiting here for ages!" <br/><br/>Lyall grinned for she knew she was in fact perfectly on time and that Laura had not waited anymore then perhaps 30 secs. "Was practicing" is the only response that she gave and it was ever all that was needed when it came to her and her music.<br/><br/>"Oh" Laura replied and settled her arm across her friends shoulder, "How did your tests go this morning? I heard that you were almost late and some hot guy drove you in today on the back of his motorcycle. That true?" Laura spoke getting right down to her favorite topic which was gossip.<br/><br/>"The tests went fine. That was my boss giving me a lift in since I was at work early today helping out since his assistance up and quit on him without any notice" Lyall said truthfully as they got into line to get something to eat. <br/><br/>As usual Lyall began to pick out the moderately costing yet still satisfying food while Laura of course piled the more expensive food items on top of her tray for them both to share. Lyall worked at the club and saved the money for when she left to travel the world. She was at the school on a scholarship so that left little pocket money for her to spend. <br/><br/>Now Laura while not rich had parents who lived a comfortable life so Laura was able to be a bit of a brat and spend a bit more then she needed. Which included treating Lyall from time to time whom she considered to be her best friend on campus. Especially since she knew Lyall had no really support from home so she felt it was her job to look out for the sometimes weird girl. <br/><br/>Sitting together they ate in silence for a bit then Laura spoke up again, "So why the troubled look in your eyes?" <br/><br/>Lyall looked up at her confused for a moment as to what she was talking about then she remembered that for being human Laura had an uncanny ability to read body language. After being friends for over a year it was not surprising that she could read Lyall so well. Pausing before she answered Lyall shrugged, "Just some stuff going on and I am trying to figure out what to do about it" <br/><br/>Laura nodded and for once in their relationship she held her tongue and the pair continued on with their silent lunch, which Lyall actually enjoyed for it gave her time to think. Yes tonight was going to be the night that she ended it with Tyson before he could hurt her. It was the only logical thing that she could do.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The only sounds emitting from the stamina room was the whine of the running tread mill and the faint panting of Tyson. Sweat lined his brow and trickled down his temples as he ran on silent feet. Being the predator that he was he learned a long time ago how to run on quick and silent feet. His strides elegant and swift, they would of took him far but he was on a stationary running machine so he stayed where he was.  Absent mindedly he reached down and grabbed up a water bottle that one of the many workers had brought him noticing the amount of sweat he had produced. The round plastic touched his lips and water splashed into his parched throat. The sweet liquid coating his mouth and he gulped a few mouthfuls of the elixir before setting it back down on the stand in front of him.<br/><br/>Looking out the window in front of him he saw that the  sun was already on its way to setting, not quite there yet, so he guessed that he had been running for a good 4 hours, making the time 5pm. He braced himself against the side bars and lifted his weight off the machine and put his feet on the protective plastic sides than turned off the machine. Tyson waited a little bit panting ever so slightly till the conveyor belt stopped. He stepped onto the thin plastic belt, his legs feeling a little less than play-doh and than disconnected himself from the machine and took his water with him as he left the stamina room, his towel wrapped around his neck. As he made his way down the steps to the pool area, he pulled the towel from his shoulders and dabbed it along his sweat coated face. His eyes began to sting as some stray sweat droplets trailed into the corners of his eyes. Quickly he guided his fingers to move the towel to grab the assaulting droplet.<br/><br/>The stinging subsided as the scent of chlorine water filled his nostrils. A smirk tainted his thin lips as the faint scent of women entered his sensory's as well. He dragged the towel across his face than placed it pack on his shoulder. He rounded the corner and found an empty chair than sat in it, placing his soiled towel next to him and his bottle of water on the ground as he leaned down to remove his sneakers and socks. His orbs glanced around taking in the area of the pool, than found what he was searching for, a shelf with blue towels for customers. He tucked his shoes under the chair than stood and slipped his wife beater up and over his head. He tossed that too onto the chair than some what ran over to the shelf of towels, careful not to slip on a puddle of water. He picked his towel than took it back to to his chair of which he just set down. Bending over he picked up his bottle of water and took another swig of the liquid, and than another and the bottle was finished."Ahhh" He said than set the empty bottle on the glass side table knowing one of the workers would be by to pick it up.<br/><br/>After making sure nothing was in his pockets or on his wrists, he went to the edge of the water and watched as the female he scented when he came in, gracefully take laps. He watched her form and his ember green orbs rested on her ass, which surprisingly he recognize. He sniffed the air but it was heavily soiled in chlorine. Narrowing his eyes he could of swore he saw Lyall there swimming but he knew his eyes deceived him for she was away at school in the human realm and had much shorter hair than this girl in front of him, plus this female had a silver tail, defiantly not Lyall. He rubbed his eyes quickly than looked at the girl again and it donned on him. It was Ristina, his new dancer, she was the only female in the gym when he came and was sure the only female still in there except for the various workers.<br/><br/>"Fancy meeting you here. " He said as she neared the edge he was at, he was hoping to startle her some, but before she could say anything he dived into the luke warm water. It was refreshing to his skin since it was coated in sweat, but he wanted something cooler. He knew than that when he was done at the gym he would just stand under the cold water, freezing his body, making him numb to everything. Especially if he was going to be seeing Lyall again that night. His arms moved through the water like a missile, straight on and fast, his legs kicking furiously, moving him along swiftly. He kept on like this for a long while, making lap after lap. He knew he was going to be dead tired to night and thought he would catch a wink or two of sleep before he had to actually be awake during the busy club hours. He considered grabbing a few energy drinks after his nap so he could be wide awake and a ball of energy.<br/><br/>He continued to think, for some reason the splash of water made him snap back to reality instead of just passing through a thick, heavy goop of fog. His thoughts racing away again like cars on a racetrack. They went straight to Lyall, which had his groin responding eagerly and this shocked him, for the sight of Ristina's nice form hadn't even stirred a response from his body. He groaned slightly and tried steering his thoughts away from the naughty fantasy's that often trailed behind the mention or mere thought of that retched womans name. He swam faster trying to clear his thoughts. It didn't work, his dick was already hard as a block of wood.<br/><br/>His thought swam around the ideas of having Lyall in his arms as they laid together in his king sized bed, with nothing on them but a thin sheet to cover there body's from the slight chill in the room. The fire place would be a blaze but its heat keeping only their feet warm. His 5 o'clock shadow apparent on his face as he nuzzled gently in the conjunction between her neck and shoulder. He breathed in deep, taking in her scent, in hailing it deeply within him so he only smelled her. His arm wrapped around her mid section tightly, tucking her close to him, so they could be skin to skin.<br/><br/>The fantasy ended as a growl tore from his throat and he stopped his swimming in mid-stroke, dipping his head back he weted his hair while dragging his hand over the brown mass."Ugg" was all he could mutter as he realized he would never be satisfied until he had her,all of her, in every way possible he could think of. He groaned in agony as he was baffled of how caught up he was over this one girl, it annoyed him more than anything and it was going to drive him crazy. His orbs darted about until they spotted the clock and it read, 8:30. Running his hands down his face he swam over to the ledge than lifted himself onto the tile flooring than padded over to his chair. He dabbed the towel against his chest, and made his way down his body than back up, and finally placed the towel around his neck and sat down on the chair.<br/><br/>He picked up his sneakers and soiled shirt than got up to go to the showers than stopped and turned to Ristina,"I'll see you at the club, we open the doors at 10 sharp. There will be a line of people for we are giving it a grand re-opening," He called out than turned and waved as he made his way down the tunnel and than up the stairs. He made his way quickly into the male changing room, he tossed his stuff over to his locker and took off his wet shorts than strolled over to the showers, his nakedness for any viewing eyes to see. He took his time in the shower, letting the pressured water beat against his tensed body. The cold shocking his body made his teeth chatter but it felt oh so good against his heated mass.<br/><br/>After being satisfied that the chlorine was throughly washed away from his body and hair,and all that was left was his natural musky male scent and the faint hint of soap. He went to his locker and quickly dried off than looked at the time 8:30pm. He sighed knowing he wasn't going to get much sleep when he went to the club but figured he would just sleep in tomorrow. He slipped his clothes on that he kept in the locker than made sure his soiled towels made it into the hamper's than made his way to the front desk to pay Sky.<br/><br/>He went to the counter and saw the little guy from earlier."Hey there, I'm looking to pay my weekly fee, know who I talk to little man?" He asked jokingly as he called the person, 'little man' hoping he didn't become agitated and offended,then want to shank the wolf right then and there.<br/>____________________________<br/>Tyson looked as Ristina made her way to the counter than demanded her ipod, a sigh of frustration emitted from his lips as the subrosian, what ever that be, told him he would need to talk to Skyrie. He didn't have time to wait for Sky to be available and than to wait for him to find his file. He ran his hand through his dirty blond locks,"Alright, Let Sky know I'll give him a payment next week than, I don't have time to wait around for him." He ran his hand thru his dirty blond locks again than grabs up his motorcycle helmet and walks out of the gym slightly flustered. The doors ending with a satisfying slap.He stands on the side walk letting the nights cool breeze circle around him.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF">Ristina in a moment she grabs her ipod, and turns noticing that  Tyson was heading out the door. In that instant she turns to Nith and said "Well thank you for finally telling me your name." she than turns and with another moment of thought she slams a couple bills on the counter. "That's for Tyson's bill." She smirked. Making them even now. Ristina then she jogged out the gym door and ran up to tyson. "Hey Tyson! Are you heading back to Blue Moon?" she felt like a fool for forgetting her car.</span><br/><br/>Tyson blew out a breath of frustrated air, thus releasing the tension that had built up with in that small amount of time, he had no idea why he was getting so worked up over the littlest thing. This was so unlike him, he was usually a happy go lucky guy, but right now he was acting like a bent up werewolf who hadn't been laid in years.<span style="font-style: italic">"This is ridiculous",</span>he thought to himself. Than turned at the sound of his name, it was Ristina. "Umm, Yeah I'm heading back to the Blue Moon, Why whats up?" He asked rather curiously. Wondering if perhaps she needed a ride as he realized that her car was still at the Club.<span style="color: #FF00BF"> "Well umm...I know I'm so forgetfull sometimes...I left my car at the club and I figured if I had to work tonight I mine as well try and get a ride back." She explained quickly while running her hand through her hair in slight frustration at her mind.</span><br/><br/>A smile touched Tyson's lips as she admitted to forgetting her ride. He all but lightly chuckled than motioned for her to follow. He went to his bike and swung his leg over and straddled the bike than held out his helmet for her to wear as he started the bike up. The engine purred between his legs and he kicked up the kick stand and waiting for her to mount the bike.<span style="color: #FF00BF">Ristina walk's over to the bike grabbing the helmet and strapping it on her head. Then she slid onto the bike being careful of where she put her hands. So decided to settle on grasping his shoulder.</span><br/><br/>Tyson smirked on her hand placement than grabbed her hands and placed them on his hips than looked back at her,"You'll feel safer and more stable if your hands are there." He told her as he began to reverse the bike so he could head out into traffic, towards the Blue Moon. He got the bike turned around in no time than eased the bike into traffic, than sped down the street. He shift a few times in that moment, till he got the bike in the ride gear and just cruised down the street.<br/>_________<br/>Tyson slowed down the bike as he turned into the clubs parking lot. He spotted her blue Mercedes and steered his bike towards the car. He circled around the car and than stopped at the driver side and waited for her to get off, he took the helmet from her as she handed it to him and he said,"See you in there."Than sped off toward the rear of the club where he had parked it before. He turned off the engine and kicked up the stand than dismounted and made his way to the entrance of the club.<br/><br/>His keys jingled as he brought them out of his pocket, he found the right key than unlocked the doors and made his way into the club and went to go check the alcohol stock and re-stocked what ever needed to be re-stocked than went about the place checking to make sure everything was the way it was suppose to be and not extremely dirty. After feeling the the appeal and look of the place was fine he made his way up to his office flipped the sign that said he was in and turned it to the side that said 'Ran away'. He chuckled to himself than went to his desk and looked over all the paper work for ordering more alcohol that was from Emma a week ago. It had been filled out correctly it just needed his signature. He quickly signed the paper than set it in an envelope to be mailed to his supplier.<br/><br/>After dealing with the paper work stuff he looked at the clock and it read 9:30,"Ughh,"was all he could muster as he got up and slugged over to the couch and plopped himself down onto the couch. He turned a few times than he was fast asleep, dreaming of Lyall. Again that same fantasy of holding her in his arms in bed after they had just had hours of countless love making.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Eferhilda wrote:</cite>The bus ride home was longer than usual, with Lyall feeling as if she were carrying a weight on her heart. Staring blankly out the window her eyes did not even register the near breath taking scenery that was the city at night. The lights and all the people bustling about, it was easy to see why it was called the city that never sleeps. Yet all of this beauty was lost to her while her mind battled with her body, trying to make the rational and logic win out against the lust and desire. <br/><br/>The gentle rocking of the bus began to work on smoothly her troubled mind, bringing her back to the days when she floated within the warmth and comfort of her motherâ€™s womb. She began to doze before she knew what was happening. Had it not been for the bus driver who she chatted to on occasion recognizing her stop, Lyall would have likely slept past her stop. <br/><br/>Walking down the block with her hood up, music blaring and feeling groggy Lyall strolled to work. She was scheduled to be late as it was so she felt no need to rush; besides what was waiting at work was not something she wanted to rush to. <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">At least not completelyâ€¦</span></span><br/><br/>Sighing she kicked a chunk of concrete out of the way of her scuffling foot, head low whilst she easily navigated to where the gate was housed. Uttering the proper phrase Lyall entered the gate, her flesh covered in goose bumps as the magic rolled across her. The sensation lingered a bit even after she stepped out. Nodding to the gate keeper Lyall continued on her way to the Club for her shift at work, her mood seeming to darken now that she was closer to Tyson.<br/><br/>Perhaps â€˜darkenâ€™ was not the proper word to describe her feelings? Dread, fear, anxiety, panic, terror, want, yearning, desire, were all words that could just as easily be used and substituted for darken. It was as if she was feeling each of those emotions at the exact same time, in a heavy twisted up knot in her stomach that just got tighter the closer she got to the Club. She almostâ€¦almostâ€¦wanted to just run and hide in her apartment. Yet she knew that he would find her there should she try that and she could not afford to replace the door when he broke it down. <br/><br/>Sighing, the lights and deep rhythmic beating of the Club alerted her of just how far she had come in such a short time. Damned feet betrayed her with their efficient nature and had here at the place she of her discontent before she even realized it. Grumbling to herself she pushed her way through the cluster of people waiting to get in. Reaching the head of the line the bouncer waved her in, without his usual flirty teasing attitude since he could probably tell by her body language that she was not in the mood. <br/><br/>Stepping through the doors her ears and body were assaulted by the music that was playing. The bass so heavy and loud that she felt it in her bones; still the familiar and calming music soothed her normal fear of crowds. Giving Lyall the confidence to stride across the dance floor without distress and make it to the stairs leading up to the employeeâ€™s only area. The plan being to check in with Tyson before she got work, telling herself it was to make sure she was not docked pay for not clocking in like she usually did. <br/><br/>As she passed the DJ booth though, the infernal machine decided to go on the fritz and the music began to skip. Lucky most of the patrons did not even notice the change so there was no huge uproar over it, still Lyall climbed the stairs to set things right. Taking out her gear she adjusted a few things, plugged in some others before she changed got the music going again. Grinning she could not help but move a bit to the music as the beat kicked in, yet she did not have the luxury to dawdle. Deciding it was best to deal with the Tyson thing like she would with pulling off a band aide. <br/><br/><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AaXaig_43lU"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/AaXaig_43lU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">Fast so that she can just get it over with.</span></span> <br/><br/>Descending the stairs of the DJ booth she returned to her original path of heading to the stairs that would take her up to the break room where she could store her bag and junk. As she put her stuff in her designated employee locker she tried to be brave or to at least some a bit of courage before she confronted Tyson. It was not going to be easy but she knew it had to be done, so she needed to be brave and get it done with so that she can move on with her life. <br/>Standing outside his office now she paused, seeing his sign but knowing that was usually for those coming to bug him about something unimportant and what she had to say was not unimportant. A final deep breath and she knocked once, then a second time before showing herself into the office.<br/><br/>There had been a plan of sorts before she got there. She was going to be all mature and brave, having him sit down so that they could talk like a couple of friends. Yet as her foot stepped on the soft plush carpeting she just began talking or more like blurting it all out while looking down at her hands. Which had joined in the task of trying to aid their mistress in explaining to Tyson just what was going on and how she was feeling.<br/><br/>â€œLook Tyson I donâ€™t think we should be more than friendsâ€¦I mean you are my boss and an Alpha wolfâ€¦I am younger then you and justâ€¦you could find someone older and better than me. A real wolf and notâ€¦this human wolf mess that I amâ€ she rambled on as her hands raked through her short hair in agitation. â€œI know that you could smell myâ€¦feelings toward youâ€¦then there was the kissâ€¦and I wonâ€™t deny any of it, but itâ€™s just more complicated then what I or you need in our lives right now and I think that it would be best that it did not go any furtherâ€ she said the last bit with some confidence she had gained while she spoke. <br/><br/>â€œSo that cool or am I fired now?â€ she teased and laughed nervously as she looked up finally to see that Tyson was laying on his couch looking for all the world as the most content sleeping individual ever. <br/><br/>â€œGreat! I go through that whole bit and you are sleeping! Of course that would be my luck!â€ she said in exasperation as she could not believe how fate was being so cruel to her.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Tyson had awoken after the first several songs started, he just chose to continue laying there, he didn't move and controlled his breathing. Soon his skin began to tingle with awareness and became sensitive, his body jerked in response to a certain scent. Then his auditors picked up the sound of soft feet padding there way towards his office, they sounded small indicating a woman and if his nose wasn't messing with him like his eyes were at the gym, than it was Lyall at his door, coming to check in.<br/><br/>He caught several different emotions rolling off her, and this confused him but instead of jumping up, swinging open the door and enveloping her in his arms, he laid there, still and unmoving while focusing on his breathing. She knocked twice and it took a lot out of him to not answer her. He than heard her open the door, enter and then her words basically spilled from her mouth. He wanted to frown and break something in blind furry but he kept his cool and remained still. His chest still fell evenly indicating he still looked asleep and wasn't awake.<br/><br/>His eyes fluttered open and he looked at her longingly as she stood there exasperated that he had been sleeping through her whole spiel. He cleared his throat, and sat up slowly. He was angry that she called herself a human wolf mess, for he never looked at her like that. He always looked at her like she was her. He didn't matter what species she was or weather she was a good 10 years younger than him. She acted damn well more mature than half the girls his age. He shook his head in disbelief than rose slowly and crossed over to her.  He only took maybe four steps, but he was already nose to nose with her and his pulse leaped and raced to life.<br/><br/>His ember green orbs searched hers not wanting to believe what her mouth was saying. His body told him she was lying to herself on what she wanted and was still confused. His hand itched to touch her and he gave into his body's want and reached up and let his large hand cup the side of her face, his thumb sliding absently across her fair cheek, her skin feeling like liquid silk to his pad. He gulped than placed his other hand on her hip, he wasn't satisfied but at least his hands were on her,"Lyall, I won't fire you, but let me say my peace." He said, his tongue darting out and sliding along his lips that had grown parched from his short nap.<br/><br/>"I've never, ever looked at you as either human, nor wolf. You are who you are, which is Lyall Anderson. An AMMAZING DJ, not to mention a wonderful woman at heart, and your a smart intelligent person, who knows what she wants in life." He paused for a brief moment letting what he said sink in. "I like you for who you are Lyall, and Ive been searching since I hit puberty which has been fifteen<span style="font-style: italic">years</span>Lyall. For a suitable mate. No other woman I had ever danced with, compares to you...Granted I have yet to dance with you. My body and wolf has made up its mind who it wants." He backed up a step than spread his arms than motioned at his groin as he said.<br/><br/>"I mean I can smell or even stare at an attractive woman and not get aroused, but the moment your damned scent tickles my nose or I think a mere thought about you in anyway, even if its not sexual. I become hard as a brick!" This made him chuckle for he was even hard now, it baffled him on why his body reacted this way. He drew closer to her and was careful of ware his pelvis was pointed so he didn't touch her with his unruly body part. His right arm went up past her head and braced himself against the door behind her, he drew his face closer to hers and half growled,"Your not slipping that easily away from me Lyall. You flicked your tail at the wrong wolf, and don't think your flaunting as gone unnoticed woman." His orbs searching her own.<br/><br/>A growl emitted from his throat, more at himself than at her, he didn't mean to be so dominate with her, he knew how she was treated in her own back and he chastised himself for what he just said to her. He meant it, just wished he had said it a little bit different and with less hostility. He sighed and let his head hang slightly than he lifted his gaze and met hers, "My wolf has chose you Lyall, I don't mean to scare you or anything, but I'm being honest with you. This is something I can't nor willing to hide from you or anyone for that matter. I'll hold your hand and walk around town, I'll carry you on my back while we run through a park or around your family." He sighed, not sure if what he said even made a dent in Lyall's decision but he knew he needed to say all that before she walked out of his office and went to work, for he would lock himself in there for the end of time if she rejected him.<br/><br/><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i835.photobucket.com/albums/zz275/bra_morr/oldcouple.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>This is what he is somewhat doing,(The males hands) Except Tysons are back a bit more, into her fair,and his thumb is trailing back and forth along her cheek and his other hand is on her hip. Hope that helps give you a better idea of what he is doing with his hand when he approaches her the first time.</div></div></div><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Eferhilda wrote:</cite><span style="font-style: italic">â€œOkâ€¦â€</span><br/><br/>Her voice came out in a strangled whisper though she swallowed her suddenly dry throat and repeated what she said with a bit more volume is not confidence. Her voice still trembling a bit, â€œOkâ€ the small and simple word all that she was really able to put together at the moment. <br/><br/>It was not just the fact that she was a bit scared of him, the growl he emitted and how close he was stirring old and thought buried memories. Her body on the verge of panic with his near overwhelming presence practically on top of her, covering her and seeming to be holding her captive. Though it was not just her fear of him that caused her current state of confusion and nervousness, it was the conflicting emotions that she was experiencing. <br/><br/>Even though a part of her was scared to the point of trembling, another part of her could not stop looking into his eyes. She could not stop enjoying his scent and the heat emitting from his body as he was so close to her own. His words of his arousal dancing about and clouding her thoughts a bit as she fought the urge to glance down, to get a look at just how aroused she made him. <br/><br/>Licking her suddenly dry lips she spoke once again, â€œOk. Iâ€¦weâ€¦canâ€¦attempt a relationship, bâ€¦butâ€¦we need to take it slowâ€¦Iâ€¦â€ sudden emotion rose up making her choke on her words for a second as tears weld in her eyes. â€œI have been hurt beforeâ€ she managed after a moment.<br/><br/>â€œPleaseâ€¦donâ€™t hurt meâ€¦â€ she sobbed out to him a bit as she was lost between the present and the past. She knew Tyson would never hurt her, but he was so close and had moved so fast. She felt helpless and at his mercy. â€œIâ€¦want to be with youâ€¦but I donâ€™t want to be hurt againâ€¦â€ she said in a second sob as her tear filled eyes looked into his.</div></blockquote>