Page 10 of Night with a Gamma
As sleep begins to tug at my eyelids, I can’t help but smile against Harrison’s chest. This is just the beginning, and I can’t wait to explore all that our bond has to offer. With a soft sigh, I allow the pull of sleep to take me, knowing that tomorrow will bring new adventures, new challenges, and more time to discover the depths of our connection.
Morning breaks gently,light filtering through the curtains casting patterns on the walls. I wake slowly, the warmth of Harrison’s body beside me grounding me in this new reality. Shadow stretches out at the foot of the bed, his little paws reaching for the sky in a cat’s version of a morning salute.
I glance at Harrison, his features serene in sleep, and my heart swells. He looks so peaceful, and I can’t help but lean over to press a soft kiss to his forehead. His eyes flutter open, and he smiles lazily at me, a grin spreading across his face that makes my stomach flip.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he murmurs, his voice husky with sleep. I feel a blush creep up my cheeks at the compliment, and I can’t help but smile back at him.
“Good morning,” I reply, feeling shy under his gaze. “Did you sleep well?”
“Better than I have in a long time,” he says, propping himself up on one elbow. “Having you here makes everything feel… right.”
My heart skips a beat at his words, and I can’t help but reach out to touch his bearded cheek. “I feel the same way,” I admit softly.
He leans into my touch, his eyes darkening with intensity. “Wren, I want you to know that I’m committed to us. To this bond we share. You mean the world to me already.”
I swallow hard, the weight of his declaration settling over me. “I feel the same way, Harrison. I’ve never felt this kind of connection with anyone before.”
He watches me with a penetrating gaze, and for a moment, it feels like the world around us fades away. There’s a raw honesty in his blue eyes that makes my heart race, and I know that we’re on the brink of something beautiful.
“Let’s take today to explore the pack grounds,” he suggests, breaking the tension. “I want to show you my world. I want you to see what it means to be part of the Waterton Pack.”
I nod eagerly, excitement bubbling up inside me. “I’d love that!”
We both get up, the morning light flooding the room as we prepare for the day ahead. Harrison dresses in a fitted charcoal t-shirt and tan cargo pants, showcasing his toned physique, and I can’t help but steal glances at him as I pull on my own clothes. There’s something so primal and magnetic about him, and I can’t shake the feeling that I’m utterly drawn to him.
As we step out of our suite, Shadow follows closely behind, his little tail twitching with curiosity. The pack grounds are sprawling, with towering trees that seem to whisper secrets oftheir own. I can feel the energy of the pack around me, a vibrant pulse that resonates with my own magic.
Harrison takes my hand, his grip firm and reassuring, and I can’t help but smile up at him. “Where to first, baby?” I ask, eager to dive into this new adventure.
“Let’s start at the training grounds,” he suggests with a blinding smile. “You’ll get to see the pack in action.”
We walk through the grounds, and I’m struck by the sense of community that envelops us. Members of the pack greet Harrison with warm smiles and friendly waves, and I can see the respect they have for him in the way they interact. It’s clear that he’s not just a Gamma; he’s a leader, someone they look up to.
As we approach the training grounds, the sounds of laughter and playful banter fill the air. I watch in awe as wolves shift seamlessly from their human forms to their majestic wolf selves, their fur glistening in the autumn sunlight. It’s a breathtaking sight, and I can’t help but feel a sense of wonder at the beauty of their transformation.
Harrison leads me closer, and I feel the energy of the pack swell around us. “This is where we hone our skills,” he explains, gesturing to the area where wolves are practicing agility and strength. “It’s not just about fighting; it’s about teamwork and trust.”
I nod, captivated by the display of camaraderie. “It’s amazing,” I say, watching as a group of wolves playfully spar, their movements fluid and graceful as they navigate the terrain.
“Do you want to try?” Harrison asks, a teasing glint in his eyes. “I could show you a few moves.”
“Me? Spar with a wolf? I think I’d be more likely to trip over my own feet,” I laugh, but the idea sends a thrill through me.
“Come on, I’ll be right there,” he encourages, his voice smooth and inviting. “It’ll be fun, I promise.”
With a mix of excitement and hesitation, I agree. Harrison leads me to the edge of the training area, and I can feel the energy of the pack surge as they notice our presence. Some of them exchange knowing glances, and I can’t help but feel a spark of nervousness.
As we step into the clearing, Harrison shifts into his towering wolf form, and I’m momentarily captivated by the sight. He’s a magnificent creature, with a sleek white coat and striking crystal aqua eyes that seem to hold a wealth of wisdom. My heart races as he approaches me, his wolf form radiating power and grace.
“Don’t worry,”he communicates through our bond, his voice echoing in my mind.“Just follow my lead.”
I take a deep breath and try to center myself, focusing on the energy around me. With a flick of his tail, Harrison encourages me to join him, and I can feel the pack’s energy shift, a collective anticipation buzzing in the air.
I mimic his movements, shifting my weight and pretending to be light on my feet as he circles around me. It’s exhilarating, the rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins, and I can’t help but laugh as he playfully nudges me with his muzzle, urging me to engage.
“Now, try to dodge me!”he challenges, and I spring into action, giggling as I weave around him, feeling more alive than I ever have. The pack watches, cheering us on, and I feel a sense of belonging I’ve never known before.
The game turns into a playful dance, and Harrison’s wolf form is both strong and gentle as he guides me through the motions. I stumble and laugh, feeling utterly free as I lose myself in the moment. The world around us fades away, and all that matters is this connection — this bond we’re forging.
