Sisters By Chance - The Dawn (Book Two)

Back Again

Raven's POV

Doggie told me that the witch reported me to the elderly lady in the small convenience store, Mrs. Blomberg. I knew I should have engaged in small talk and made her believe I'd just arrived to stay for winter. I messed up! And now I'm paying for it by being found. I need to step up my game from now on!

I must have fallen asleep hard. The washing machines have gone silent and stand still. My laundry is ready to be dried, but Harry holds me down on the floor as I try to stand.

'You haven't read my texts, have you?' He tells me but as a question this time. Not a statement!

'No!' I admit, lowering my eyes to my hands.

'Fine, then read them, and I'll load your clothes!' He huffs in a definite tone before standing to his feet and turning his back on me. My phone is completely dead and not even with me. I don't have many people to call or text, so I use it sporadically.

Harry is probably the one I've been texting the most in my life. So I watch him work, not delivering on his expectations. He's cute, humming while pulling my jeans from one of the machines, then all my dresses and skirts from another.

'You're not putting these in the dryer together, are you?' He asks over his shoulder, earning himself a shrug. I would have thrown it all in there a long time ago. I was in a hurry before he came!

Harry rolled his eyes at me before turning his back on me - mumbling that I was hopeless!

I zoom out from his actions letting him continue with my work. I still can't fathom why he's here. I mean, I'm a hopeless b***h with boundary issues that doesn't know when to shut up! Doggie is the f*****g beta of a huge wolfpack. What the hell is he doing here helping me do my laundry?

He doesn't seem angry, the opposite, actually. He's acting as if it never happened and as if everything is fine. It has to be a facade, right?

What does he expect from me? Why is he here?

'What's going on in that pretty head of yours?' Harry asks as he takes a seat beside me.

'Why are you here?' I ask with a flat voice.

He looks down at me with a puzzled expression as he rais his eyebrows. His lips are pressed together into a thin line as if he's withholding annoyance as he speaks up again.

'What do you mean?'

'You heard me!' I huff, making him sigh heavily before leaning back and closing his eyes in resignation.

'Is it really that hard to think of me as a friend? Do you hate me that much?' He murmurs without looking at me. His face is relaxed as his head rests against the hard surface behind him. Yet there is a hint of a frown or a hidden scowl. I'm not sure. However, his words take me off guard. I don't hate him! Why does he say that?

'All you have to do is say the words, Raven, and I'll leave you alone. I won't impose myself into your life if you don't want me there!'

The use of my name combined with the sad tone in his voice makes my body go cold. It's like a vise is squeezing tightly around my heart, stopping the blood from running through my veins. The thought of a life without him is as unthinkable as a life without air! Before my thoughts peregrinate any further, I crawl up onto Doggie's lap. I'm like a human bundle leaning against his shoulder. His arms enfold me in a hug holding me as he places his head on top of mine. I hear his steady breathing and a strong heart - it's creating a rhythm along with the roaring tumbling bouncing against the walls.

My voice is thin as I answer him with quivering lips, 'I don't hate you. I have never hated you! You're my friend...'

'Then why aren't you answering my calls? Why are you hiding from me?'

I take a deep breath to keep my composure, but it doesn't help much. The lump in my throat is clogging it, making my voice thick and mushy: This is why I haven't been answering. The thought of disappointing Doggie is unbearable!

'Because of this! Because I can't stand you hating me for what I did. I wrecked your room. I shouldn't have done that to you!' I cry and bury my face in his t-shirt.

'But you fixed it, Raven. It's all fine now! We're friends, remember. s**t happens, and then you fix it! So don't worry about that. But next time, talk to me! You know, it wasn't my room that was the problem. It was that you thought I was out to hurt you, kill you. That was insulting as f**k!'

His words reach me slowly, and they register even slower.

'We're still friends?' I manage to croak despite the mushy lump still clogging my throat.

'f**k yeah, Raven. We're still friends!'

His bluntness made me laugh while still crying against his shoulder. The fabric is damp from my tears, and all thoughts of leaving have been blown away and left my mind. I'm not even sure why I ever had that thought. I pull myself together and look up, meeting Harry's eyes and cupping his face with my cold hands. I slowly caress his cheeks while giving him a soft smile. I know my face is red and swollen from crying, but this isn't the time to be vain.

'I'm happy to hear that, Doggie! But don't you ever call me Raven again. I don't think I could keep you in my life if you did!' I say, scrunching my face together as I cringe. It sounds wrong to hear him call me Raven. It's as if he's scolding me.

Harry roars with laughter throwing his head back and showing all his perfect pearly whites. He hugs me tight before kissing the top of my head and promising me he'll never do something as horrid again!

*

Somehow Doggie manages to convince me to follow him back to New moon and to stay with him for a while. He also said Mr. Bossman has something he would like to talk to me about, something important. I tensed up at the thought of being alone with the big bad wolf. However, Harry might go with me if I ask him nicely. So instead of the shower rooms, where I expected to take a cold shower earlier, I'm now standing under the warm rays of some magic showerhead in Harry's bathroom. He helped me carry all my clothes after they had dried. I transferred us to my tent, where I collected some of my stuff: Shampoo, body butter, and my phone before we headed back to his place. Despite that, I'm using his sope. He's got good taste when it comes to fragrances.

Slowly, my fingers and toes turned into raisins as I kept still in the shower, letting the water pour down on me. But I don't mind! I love this place and the warmth. I'm never stepping out of this shower, ever!

'Little witch! Are you done yet?'

'Na-ha!'

'What?'

'No way!' I moan, leaning back against the wall and closing my eyes, 'I'll stay in here forever!'

A low rumbling growl sends shivers down my spine, making every inch of my body tingle. It's a pleasureful sound. A sound I could listen to all day. I know it's Doggie, but Adonis's face flashes before me. Oh, what wouldn't I have done for it to be him? The mere thought of him makes my peach drip, and a new low growl reaches my ears. A massive body is abruptly pressed against mine, and a new moan slips past my lips as I push myself to meet him.

'Make me scream, then get out of my magic shower, Doggie!'

'My pleasure!' My friend hummed against my hair before turning me and grabbing my thighs, hoisting me onto his shoulders. My back slammed against the wall, so I grabbed his hair, steadying myself. Doggie wasted no time attacking my swollen pearl with firm lips - a sensation making me gasp for air.

'We're going out tonight!' He growls in between my legs.

'Like a date?' I gasp.

'f**k no!'

'Good! Now shut up and make me scream!' I moan while pushing his face against my core. His suffocated chuckle makes my lower lips vibrate. I tilt my head back against the wall, relishing his treatment!

*

After the shower of my life, a couple of orgasms, and freshly washed underwear against my skin - I feel like a new person! Harry is having some friends over tonight. They are apparently celebrating Wednesdays, and I'm in! I don't know who is coming and it doesn't matter. I have my friend back!

I checked his room for mistakes earlier but found nothing. I have redeemed myself, or at least it looks that way. Harry walked around like nothing ever happened in there. It dripped water all over the floor as he strutted around, showing his naked ass and yummy d**k. All I could think of was the tiny bits of glass sprinkled over the floor instead of the drops. Somehow we ended up on the couch eating sandwiches he had conjured from somewhere. The bread was soft as clouds, and it tasted like heaven!

I'm currently upside down on Doggie's couch, resting my bare legs on the backrest as I study his character as it runs through some fantasy woodland chased by some virtual hunter. My hair is damply hanging down onto the fluffy rug as I chew on a piece of chicken. The gray couch is deep and U-shaped, with a table at a perfect pizza-eating height. His living room walls are in a warm latte color, and his widescreen covers what feels like an entire wall! Underneath it is a bench housing different units for gaming, controls, and stuff I couldn't work out the use of if my life depended on it. The bookshelf is stuffed to the brim with video games and movies. There isn't a single book in sight, not even an instruction manual. Doggie is in his underwear, growling and frantically tapping buttons to steer his virtual self past different obstacles. I like this room, I like the company of my friend, and I love the warmth raying from him!

'You might want to get dressed!' Harry told me, making me turn my head to look up at him. His eyes are fixed on the screen as he keeps tapping the buttons. His muscles flex and relax in waves through his movements. He's still in his boxers, yet he thinks I should get dressed. I prop myself up on my elbows, raising my eyebrows his way.

'Yeah, why?'

Doggie opens his mouth, but the words get lost as a door opens. Still propped up, I let my head fall back to look at who it is, only to be met by Mr. Bossman, upside down, stepping in with rumbling laughter, talking to the black-haired boy. When they see me, they stop dead in their tracks. The men behind them bump into their backs, making them stagger forward.

'Because my guests are here!' Doggie laughs as the man grumbles. A head shows up from behind the Alpha, and I feel a sudden suction in my belly. Adonis! His eyes flash dark before turning blue again. I'm suddenly aware that I'm only in my bra and panties, and goosebumps spread over my naked skin. My mouth goes dry, and I lick my lips nervously before greeting them with a higher-pitched voice than usual.

'Hello, boys!'

Harry chuckles, and I shoot him a deadly glare while hoisting my right leg over my left, crossing them, and shoving his head with my foot as it comes flying. Ooh! If I could have mind-linked him, I would have been busting his eardrums from the inside. He could have told me sooner! The smirk on his face tells me he did this on purpose. Friends, my ass!