Meant (To Be Yours), Anaya Phoenix [i am malala young readers edition .txt] 📗

any person actually.
“What the heck happened?” Sarah asked rushing to pick the baby up, but she merely side stepped Sarahs hands. She walked. Only to get away from you

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“Luna, I need you to calm down honey, think you can do that for me? Can you act like a normal baby for once?” Sarah asked kindly, trying not to seem too bitchy.
“You’re being too kind. She hates that, that’s why she doesn’t like you as much as me. Even though she’s being a complete bitch now!” Carol explained, sidling up next to her and sneering at Luna.
“What’d she do this time?” Sarah asked, ignoring the jab on her personality. She was just a nice person! She couldn’t fix that!!
“This heifer, right here, decided it would be a great time to spit up on me. On my brand new top no less!!” Carol yelled and Luna made a happy baby noise.
“If you weren’t a baby, I’d punch you in your face.” Carol growled and stormed out.
“Sheesh, she’s such a drama queen.” Sarah muttered and, for the first time since her birth, she smiled at her.
“Wow, that’s a nice smile. You should do it more often. Takes the mean bitch look out of your eyes.” Luna laughed and flailed her little arms around. Baby language for ‘pick me up please’. She smiled and picked her up. She’d always wanted to be a mother, just to show her mother a how a real one was supposed to be. She’d been disappointed at first when Luna didn’t like her. She screamed her head off as soon as she was placed in Sarah’s arms. But now she knew the child was growing soft and soon, not any time in the immediate future though, she would have to give in and love her. Molly decided to come in at the time and smile at the sight. She knew Sarah felt unloved by Luna, but she’d told her, time and time again, to just give Luna some time and space. When she was ready she’d warm up to her. Hopefully.
“If it isn’t my two favorite girls in the whole wide world. How’s my little Looney doing?” She crooned to the small child, coming over and pinching her little baby cheeks. Luna laughed at her little nick name and spread her arms out to her mother. Of course she didn’t want to be with me

, Sarah thought sadly, hunching her shoulders slightly. Molly looked good after only 3 months after having the baby, especially for a werewolf. Her tan stomach was showing thanks to her black and grey striped crop top, and her short and shapely legs were well adorned by black skinny jeans. It seemed like she didn’t like wearing shoe anymore, she never wore any, even if they went out.
“Thomas let you out the room like that?” Sarah asked, highly disbelieving that. Molly smiled a little and kissed her daughter’s head as she walked out the green nursery.
“What he doesn’t know won’t kill him.” She said with a small wink before disappearing with the child.
“It will when he sees you in it!!” She yelled after that, only to be greeted by a small laugh. Why can’t I look like her

, she though to herself. Yeah she had red hair, which was exotic, but that was pretty much were her prettiness ended. She had a large amount of freckles smattering her nose and cheeks, she had a small nose, which she detested, and small lips. She often got made fun of for being too small when she was in middle school. Everything on her was miniature, until she hit puberty. When that happened she stopped wearing her training bras and switched to full on double c’s, her short legs grew into long ones that seemed to travel on forever and ever, her hair grew longer and shinier and her appeal seemed all the more… extra. Which she didn’t mind at all. She get extra attention from her peers of both sexes and things seemed to go better for her. She fixed up Luna’s nursery room and made her way into the back yard as kids ran past her. The pack was enjoying the last few days of good weather, the reporter said starting next week a cold front would be coming in, as a family. The kids laughed and played with each other, the adults mingled, the elders relaxed. All was well in their small little world and they could hope for absolutely nothing better. Sarah made her way over to the children and sat down next to their general play area, she laved in their laughter and delighted to hear their excited little hearts beat. She felt someone’s presence next to her and looked to see it was Jared.
“You spend a lot of time with kids.” He says, there’s nothing in his tone that underlies that there might be a trick here so Sarah relaxes.
“I want some of my own one day. When that day happens I want to be as ready as I can. I think of this as…. Training.” Just like old times, she thought to herself with a small smile.
“You want ‘some’ not ‘one’?” He asked, disbelief tainting his voice.
“Yes, is there a problem with that?” She asked, feeling a little edgy at his surprise.
“It’s just that… usually it’s the male in a relationship that wants the abundance of children. It’s odd to hear a woman say that.” He said sitting back on the palms off his hands. She frowned and shrugged. One of the girls fell and immediately Sarah let into action, sprinting over to he rand pulling out a Band-Aid from her back pocket, she always carried them around just in case. She sat the little girl on her lap and put a lock of hair behind her air. She put the Band-Aid on and gave it a small tap.
“There you go sweetie, take it easy Ok?” Sarah told her and she nodded happily then ran off. She stood and went back to her spot next to Jared.
“That’s was quick, quicker than any wolf I’ve ever seen.” He said astonished and her wolf huffed as she rolled her eyes.
“It’s because of my size, if you haven’t noticed I’m smaller than other wolves in my wolf form, and human form, it helps me remain quick and agile.” That was really the only thing that she liked about being short, it gave her more stealth.
“I don’t think you’re that short.” He grumbled and Sarah smiled, that was the first actually nice thing he’d ever said to her.
“Thanks, I really appreciate that.” She said and smiled softly at him before turning her gaze to the sunset.

Chapter 3

Her dreams were troubled as she slept, she could only dream of anger. She didn’t know why, she hadn’t gone to bed angry, she didn’t know what was happening. So that resulted in waking up at 4 and just staying up. She slowly crept down the stairs, not worrying about her footsteps making any sound, and into the back yard. Her skin drunk in the moonlight and calmed her troubled mind. She sat down in her pajama shorts and t-shirt and brought her knees to her chest. It was time like this that she missed her dad, times when she couldn’t sleep or when something troubled her deeply, she missed the comfort he gave off. You and me both pumpkin pie , her wolf thought to her sadly.

“You seem to be deep in thought.” A deep voice said from behind her, Jared sat down next to her and sat Indian style.
“I couldn’t sleep is all, I’ll be fine. You should go on upstairs and rest.” She said softly, looking up at the swollen moon.
“I couldn’t sleep either, I was hungry and thirsty.” He told her, not taking his eyes from her face.
“Want me to fix you a sandwich and some ice tea?” She asked already standing up. She wasn’t shy about being partially clothed in front of a man. Being a werewolf you pretty much had to get used to the nakedness. Especially on pack runs, that was where the pack all goes on a run on a summers full moon. He nodded quickly and excitedly and stood up with her. She walked into the kitchen and began making him his sandwich. She handed it to him and poured him a cup of ice tea.
“Can I ask you a question?” She asked when he was in the middle of wolfing down his sandwich. He stopped chewing, his mouth puffed out with sandwich, and nodded.
“Do you think you would ever change for your mate?” Jared was the hugest player this pack had, he’d use human and werewolf human like tissues then drop them like a hot potato. He swallowed his sandwich.
“Of course I would she would be my whole life I’d give up anything for her.” He said and they shared a comfortable silence. Sarah bit her lip, something bad was about to happen, she knew it, which was why she’d asked the question. Her wolf had been on edge all night, he’d barely spoken to her which worried her. Normally he’d rant about how he hated begin stuck in here until she let him out, about boys and their sick perverted ways, or he’d reminisce about old times.
“I think I can go to sleep now, you’ll be fine on your own or do you want me to wait for you to finish?” She asked, walking around the table and to the kitchen door way.
“I’ll be fine, thanks for the sandwich Sarah.”
“No problem Jared.”

Her wolf calmed down considerably after a nice hot shower with her cucumber melon body scrub and some chocolate. Her time of the month was probably near, he got a little edgy when that time came. When a woman went through her period she also went through heat. Heat was when a female wolves gave off certain pheromones that made male wolves attracted to them. It was disgusting and Sarah hated it, but she couldn’t ignore it. The heat made you feel animalistic hunger for a partner, and insatiable passion for sex. It basically made you a slut, and anything with a dick made your body react. She couldn’t stand it, but it was the natural way of things and she’d have to get over it. She was still a virgin, but it seemed that it didn’t matter. Her body was racked with the heat and she’d have to clench her legs closed and bear through it. She was saving herself for her mate, she wanted her first time to be special, she wouldn’t even touch herself. She pulled on a light blue v-neck cotton t-shirt and a black skirt. She knew her heat schedule well and knew it would start today. She would need to feel the breeze on her skin in order to cope, if she wanted to last through this heat. She put her curly red locks in a high ponytail and spritzed some water on her neck. You can do it buttercup

 

, her wolf cooed to her softly, I know you can.
“Easy for you to say, your private parts aren’t going to be in complete turmoil.” She muttered as she left her room and went down the