New Path

Open for one Male. PM me first please. Trying this one again. Must be a descriptive writer.





Name: Athena
Age: 24
Hair : Dark Brown, short to shoudlers
Eyes: Silver
Height: 5'5''
Breasts: 44D
Weight: 190


How did she end up like this? Screaming with no voice as she ran up the stairs to her apartment. The same man had followed her for the last three nights and each time the police coudln't find him. It was as if he had vanished. But she couldn't forget the yellow eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness. The way he looked at her through the shadows Athena couldn't tell what he really looked like.. but she knew he wasnt human.


"God to get away..."


She rasped and reached her apartment ont he second floor. Heart racing as her fingers fumbled for the keys and opened the door to her apartment. Slamming it shut as thunder and lightening clashed outside. It was around ten in the evening and water dripped from her hair and dribbled over her shoulders.


" I have to be crazy... That couldn't be real.. What I saw..."


But it was and no one else seemed to believe it in her small town. People were thinkign she was crazy. Always had when she came here not rememberng her past. It was her silver eyes that made people suspicious about her over the years. yet, they got along.. Until the recent events of the last week when she was being stalked by some sort of creature. She wanted to say it was a joke. Some kids chaisng her around for a good laugh. Yet her skin crawled and she locked the door when lightening eliumanated the rooom. There in the opposite corner blinked back the same pair of yellow eyes she had seen every night and she shape of werewolf.

"At last I have found you..."


Athena opened her mouth to scream when he launched himself at her...........

*bump*

He had been searching for her for 17 moons now, using mostly his human brain to figure out where she was in a general location. Once he had that, then his heightened sense of smell would do the rest. Even in human form, her scent was as clear to him as sunlight on a cloudless day.

Two weeks ago, he came to town and her scent almost knocked him off the back of the truck he was hitching on. It took all of his self-control not to jump off and start sniffing her down. He found himself work doing general labour around town, so he did not appear as a stalker, or anything else unsavoury.

One week ago, he finally saw her. She was perfect. She was exactly what he had been searching for. He took his time finding where she lived. His excitement made him sloppy, and he had been seen. But he delighted in hearing the tales told of her 'stalker', and how crazy she was.

That night would be the night. The rain and thunder would hide what happened. That day, he had managed to get into her apartment, and make ready. He followed her, seeing the way her wet clothes clung to her shapely body. How graceful her run was. How beautiful she was even in the grip of mortal fear.

He broke off his chase, and entered her apartment from the back. He found the darkest spot he could to stand in. He heard and smelt her approach, the door being flung open and slammed shut. Her chest heaved while she rested against it, while she felt safe.

Lightning illuminated the room, revealing his presence to her. She took in a deep breath to scream, but he crossed the room and slapped a half hand, half paw across her mouth. While he had her pinned to the wall, he wrapped her in his arms, and took her out the back door, closing it behind him.

With an effortless leap, he landed on the ground and was off at a body jarring run. Within minutes, they had reached the edge of the small town. In the same length of time after that, they had been swallowed by the darkness of the countryside. His pace hadn't slackened at all as the trees whipped past them both.

Her mind screamed for her as the wet beads of rain pelted down against her face. Forcign her to shut her eyes as the attacker ran faster then anyone she had ever seen. It made olyompic runers look like frail small toddlers learning how to run pale in comparison. Her eyes grew shut as she still struggled. He only held onto her tighter before she opened her eyes to see trees and feel the cold of the water making her shiver.

This has to be a dream.. I'm just asleep.. I'm just asleep


He still ran and a branch reached out and swiped across her right arm. It stung and she felt the cut sear through her senses. No, definatly not a dream. He was real and she was his captive. Thinder then clashed, followed by the streak of lightening that illumitaned him for a brief moment. Through that breifness she saw his form as a wolf.

He ran through the trees and bushes as though they were not there. The small hits he took on the way did nothing to slow him down. He held her close. Tight, but not painfully. He didn't want to drop her. That would be bad for everyone.

He reached the dirt road, turning left and traveling even faster now that he didn't have to dodge trees. His body rejoiced at the run. His muscles bunched and released as they had intended as he carried his prize away with him.

He timed his howl of glee with the next crash of thunder that rolled over the land.

"LET ME GO!!!!! LET ME GO!" She screamed over the sound of the thunder that kept rolling through. Her voice was to no avail as he kept running into the open space. Afarid that lightening would strike them she almost hoped it would him and she be spared.


I knew I was beign followed...


Her mind kept racing as she twisted and pressed harder to push him away. Her breasts painfully tight against his side as she tried to kick at him.

He was getting close to where need needed to go, so he slowed down. Between her and the rain, he could not pick up the scent properly so he had to use his eyes. Then, he saw it.

He walked the last few feet to the pickup truck. Like the countless others in the area, it looked well used, but it was also well maintained. He walked up to the passenger side door, opening it and dropping her into the seat. He closed it behind her, and stalked around the front to the driver's side.

He stared at her, challenging her to try and escape. Another flash of lightning. He was naked. He was also changing before her eyes, becoming less wolf, more human. After a minute, there stood a man. A naked man.

Shiverign inside the car she looked and reached for the latch to try and get out. To run and get away from the creature that had kidnapped her. It was all she could do not to feint. Damn it all that she didn't carry her cell phone in her pocket! Of all nights she hadn't done it. Then, before her eyes she watched the wolf change. Bones and fur leaving to shape back to a human.


"What the hell.."

It was all she could do not to stare, she knew him. Thought she knew or recongised him. But there were many people out there that looked alike. It was then she couldn't take it anymore and passed out in the seat into the fading saftey of darkness.

Once more Richard could think, not just feel. He took deep breaths as he mentally adjusted to what he now was. Inside the truck, the night's events finally got too much for Athena. She was slumped unconscious in the cab of the pickup. He reached into his water proof duffel, and grabbed a pair of pants and a shirt. He dressed quickly, in case Athena was playing possum.

He got into the pickup, kicked it into life, and headed off home. They would be back well before dawn. Athena had one hell of a surprise waiting for her when they got back.

*Clunk, thud, clunk*

The bouncing of the truck josteled Athena as she woke up and foggly looked over to the driver. He was handsome, and her mind was fuzzily grogged as if somethign hit her hard on th eback of her head. She wasn't restrained as the wind and rain beat against the truck. Her eyes widen as if memories started to come back.


"You.. You're...."


Athena raised a hand to her head. It hurt like hell and she passed out again. Her head falling forward to the side and leant against his shoulder.

Athena's head rested against his shoulder. The smell of her wet hair and skin filled his nose. He was so caught up in the wonder smell of her that he almost crashed the pickup into a tree!

Gently pushing her off him, he swore to himself. There would be enough time for that later. First, they needed to get home, and dry. He hit the main road, and he headed further away from town. He was making good time. And Athena would be long gone, and safe, by the time anyone even noticed that something wasn't right.

She seemed to sleep for hours. Dead to the world and she didn't even wake when the truck stopped and she was carried inside to the home orwhever he had taken her. The trip was a good trip and they were in the middle of the woods. A place that was long forgotten and long from a town. Carried up into a room that was drapped in black and silver she was cleaned off and stripped of her wet clothes and was lain in the bed.

Richard left Athena long enough to get himself changed into drier clothes. He walked through the old house, noting where else would need to be cleaned. It had stood the test of time, and was still nice and solid. It would make a good home for them.

He returned to the room where Athena lay. He looked her over from head to toe, marveling at her figure. He felt himself grow hard looking at her, imagining them together, covered in sweat, moaning and groan their pleasures to each other. He shook his head. That would come later. There was much to do first. Much to complete before that happened.

He squatted, got comfortable and waited for his future mate to wake up.

Slowly she stired. Opening her eyes as she found herself gazing up to a dark covered ceiling as she groaned and sat up. The sheets fell and uncovered her breasts. Her dark nipples hardening from the cool air as she grabbed the sheets and covered herself to see the same man/creature that had abduscted her.

"YOU!!!!"

She screamed and looked wildly around for something. Anythign to defend herself against. Her silver eyes flashing anger, pain and fear. Things didn't make sense to her as she looked to him and saw that same dark look as if she was prey.

"Hello, Athena," Richard said as he stood. "Welcome home." He walked over to the wardrobe, and opened it. "These will fit you. They'll be a bit loose, but not too much. Your other clothes are drying out."

He walked back a little, and looked down at her face. "Please, don't try and run away. I'll catch you, and I'll just have to chain you up. I don't want to do that, but I will if you try. Your life has changed, Athena. I want to make it easier for you."

He dropped down into a squat again. "I don't expect you to be happy with me, like me or what I have done. But it was necessary, and you'll find out soon enough."

Ok, he had to be crazy, or was it she? Sitting up she curled her knees closer to her body and clung to the sheets as if it was life itself. Her silver eyes opeened wide when he opened a wardrobe full of clothing. There were dozens. From dresses to shorts. Fancy and non fancy. It was as if he was collecting them for a long time.

"H-How.. How the hell do you know my name?"

Athena asked as it hit her. How did he know anything about her and where she lived? Of course with todays computers one could google a name anf find out just about anything. She was strong and without seeign him all furry she had more will. Run away and catch her again? The thought actualy made her want to tempt that..but not right now. Now she needed not to be chained up and bound like an animal.


"Who the fuck are you?" She growled.

"How do I know your name? We went to school together, Athena. We had English, Maths and Chemistry together. I was even part of the group you hung out with in school and after school. We talked from time to time, but you were more interested in others than in me." He shrugged.

"My name's Richard. We're going to be together for a while, Athena. Please, I know you're not going to believe me, but it's for your own good. I want this to go as well for you as possible. And don't be afraid to ask questions, as long as you're ready for the answers."

"No.. you're not telling me the truth... your a lier.. I would have recongised you from school."

She snapped and scooted farther across the bed. Trying to get as far from him as she could. It was still freaking her out. If she did know him, why didn't she remember him? Athena had a pretty good memory and would have remembered a guy like him.

Richard walked back to the wardrobe, and reached down to the bottom. He lifted out a large, dark blanket. He flicked it out, and flung it over the bed. Her look was still one of fright.

"I don't want you to get cold, Athena. I haven't managed to fix the heating yet. I'm sorry that you don't believe me, but I have no reason to lie to you. You have seen what I can be, Athena. I have not tried to hide that from you. I have not tried to hide anything from you."

He walked to the door, pausing to look back at her. "Athena, I am going to prepare our dinner. When you are ready, please come and join me. I suggest that you do this. You are hungry. I hear your belly rumble."

He casually walked out of the bedroom he selected for her, and headed to the kitchen. He would need to get more food for Athena. The time would come when she would hunt beside him, but until then, he would need to get food that humans liked.

The kitchen was a mix of old and new. It had mains electricity, through some clever work from one who was pack. So, a fridge, freezer and microwave sat in a room with a large, wood fueled stove, cast iron skillets and pots and other utilitarian cutlery, mugs and crockery. He quickly found some steaks, and potatoes which he cut into thick chunks in preparation for cooking.

Once the food was underway, he stood just outside the door, listening to what Athena was going to do. He was sure that she would try to run. He would be slightly disappointed if she didn't.

After he left and she was sure he had gone she flung herself from the bed and wrpaed herself up in th eblanket. There were no windows that she coudl see. probably some kind of switch probably. There was no escape and she was stuck here.

"Great..."


She muttered and went to the closet. There was the clothes and hse wasn't going down to eat in her birthday suit. She took a robe sense it was the fastest. It was white and large. Smooth on her skin and warmed her. A pair of slippers went with them and she felt her stomach growl. He was right, she was hungry.


"Damn it all to hell..."


Athena knew she coudln't leave. He would probably kill her for waht she had seen. So. wtih a heavy sigh she crossed her arms and opened the door with a click. There wa a short hallway that lead to stairs nd she walked down them.

Richard heard Athena moving around, but went back to make sure that the food didn't burn. The smell of the meat cooking was both pleasing, and slightly repelling. But his mouth was watering, so his body still liked the meat cooked. But he also enjoyed the meat truly fresh when he ate.

Frowning at the reaction, he knew he needed to stay in human form more often. He had been warned about the mind drift. He turned the meat, and checked the potato in the oil. All were cooking well. The room was getting nice and warm, and the slight smell of the wood was not as bad as he thought it would be to his now sensitive sense of smell.

He went back to the door again, and listened. The wardrobe door banged, and he heard the slow movement of covered feet in the upstairs hall. She decided not to run. His eyebrows went up. "Hmmpf," he snorted.

He got plates, glasses and cutlery ready for them, laying the places at the table. He got a mostly full plastic bottle of Orange juice out and place it on the table. He turned his attention back to the food while he waited for Athena to join him, or make her attempt to get free.

The smell of freshly cooking food made her stomach hunger for even more. She followed the smell to the kitchen where there wer eplates already set up. Archign an eyebrow she leand against the doorjam.

"Why?"


The simple question. It was simple as far as she was concerned in asking. All sh eknew was that he was possibly some guy from her past and that he turned into a werewolf. Something she didn't understand possible.


"You kidnap me.. toss mehere.. now are cooking food like Im your women or something.. I want answers... now.."

Richard pulled the potatoes from the oil, letting them drain as he sprinkled some herbs on the meat, turning it over and adding more to the other side. He looked over his shoulder at Athena. She smelled alluring when she was angered.

"Why? Because it had to be done before it was too late. Please, sit down, I can talk to you while we eat." He went to the table, and picked up the plates, taking them back to where the food was cooking. He put a large slab of meat on each plate, and a heaped pile of steaming hot chunky fries. He returned to the table with them, sitting down and passing a plate to Athena.

"If you want answers, Athena, then ask the questions. I am willing to answer them if you're willing to ask them."

"Before what was too late? WHy can't I remember y ou? What the hell are you?"

She snarled and pushed the food away. For all she knew it could be drugged of poisioned. Though she thought the latter. If he wanted her dead he would have done so by now.

"I want to go home.. NOW!"

AThena stood up and challenged him with a glare in her eyes.

Richard cut off a piece of meat, popping into his mouth as he listened to Athena's tirade. His expression remained neutral while he swallowed his food. He reached out and poured two glasses of orange juice.

"You are home, Athena. This is where you live now. Please, sit down and eat. I have no desire to harm you. The food is good. Please, eat."

He took a drink, watching Athena with the same neutral expression fixed on his face.

"You are special, Athena. Have you ever wondered about your eyes? Why they are different to everyone else's? They are your 'tell', Athena. They mark you for what you are, or what you will be. A werewolf. Just like me."

He ate a piece of cooked potato. "You can't remember me most probably as a side effect of the hunters. Humans don't like us. They hunt us and kill us. They managed to find you some time back. We lost you for a while, then we found where you had been kept, but you were gone. Since I knew you the best, I decided to find you. I also beat all other comers for the task. I have been looking for you for a year and a half, Athena."

He rested his arms on the table, his eyes never leaving hers. "I am a werewolf, Athena. I am descended from a line where the blood runs true. I was gifted by the Pack, and now I am one too."

He returned to his dinner, another piece of meat slowly being chewed. "Please, Athena, sit and eat."