Elliot POV

I watched him dash off as fast as his legs would carry him, to find those books he so desperately wanted. He was the most adorable thing my eyes has ever set sight on. Since the day I met him I knew, there was something special about him. It was like I couldn't see anyone else but him.

Everything about him pulled me in. His golden blond hair that looked softer than silk. His mysterious blue and innocent eyes that were so full of wonder and excitement. His full lips that were redder than a strawberry. The way he would always pout when he was being teased. Or the way he would try so hard to glare and growl when he was angry which always just ended making him look even cuter.

The day he confessed his love to me, was the best day of my life. I felt like I couldn't be happier. Everything I had ever wanted him to say he had said. Even though he was just eleven at the time, he seemed so sure of what he wanted.

If I had to be cliche , I would say that I fell in love with him on that very day, despite only being thirteen at the time. The day I saw his body laying on my father's hospital bed, crying. I stood there for a moment, just watching him. I felt the need to protect him slowly engulf me, till it was all I could feel. I didn't understand what it was then, but all I knew and felt was that I had to guard him.

Even now, four years later years later at age seventeen, he is all I think about. Every minute of every day. As the years went on, I began planning my entire day around him, just so I could see him every day. I would do whatever it took just to see him smile and laugh.

I promised myself that I would never act on what I felt for him until the time was right, but that didn't mean I couldn't enjoy his company whenever I could. Even if it meant in the tiniest of forms like a simple thing such as reading.

I looked from where I was standing at how he struggled to carry all the books in thin his arms yet he was so determined. He was so cute in every sense, I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. After paying and loading the books in the backseat of my car, I turned and buckled Drew in because if it were up to him he'd rather prefer flying through the windshield.

"What do you want for lunch?" I said as I pulled out of the parking lot.

"Ice cream" he said as he laughed and looked out the window like a little child.

Goddess , he was so cute.

"Ice cream's hardly food.. but whatever you want" I said laughing.

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Drew POV

I sat on the diner stool as I read the menu, deciding what to eat. No matter how much I pouted Elliot would not give in, saying I needed to eat food and that Ice cream was not on the food section of the menu.

I just wanted Ice Cream!

I looked up from the menu when the waitress stood at the table with her notepad waiting to take our orders. I spread a smile across my face and turned to face him.

"Can I have waffles??" I asked with the most innocent smile I could conjure, he chuckled and gently shook his head.

"You have me on that one Drew" he said as he closed his menu and told the waitress to bring us two waffles, adding two scoops of strawberry ice cream onto mine.

"You guys are such cute brothers. I wanna kill mine everytime he comes near me" she said laughing as she took the menus away.

Brothers? Is that what we looked like when we were together?

Sure, I was pretty short next to him and two years younger than him, but that didn't mean I looked like his kid brother. I mean we looked nothing alike! And it wasn't weird for a fifteen year old boy to date an seventeen year old, was it? I looked at him and he didn't seem fazed by her remark at all. He checked the time on his phone and looked at me.

"What is it?" He asked. I hesitated in telling him, biting my lip as ai looked at him, unsure if I should really verbalize my thoughts.

What if he thought I was being petty?

" Do I really look like your kid brother?" I asked looking down.

He leaned across the table and placed his hand under my chin cupping it as he gently lifted it. Making me look into beautifully pale eyes. It was like he could only see me through them. He lifted my hand, taking it in his and gently pressed his lips to the back of my hand, sending shivers down my spine. He pulled away after a few seconds and just smiled at me.

" Don't care about what anyone else sees you as Drew. To me you're the most beautiful-" he trailed off as he leaned in toward my air whispering..

"tiny wolf" he said as he laughed and ducked when I reached across to slap him.

"I'm not tiny!" I semi yelled.

We spent the rest of the day together, doing all sorts of things and laughing like idiots most of the time. Walking around the city and seeing the different tall buildings. He was sweet enough to het me two more ice cream cones as he held my hand and walked around with me.

I couldn't possibly feel any happier. Every second spent with him was priceless to me, simply because I couldn't equate it to anything else. With him, I didn't feel like the useless excuse of a wolf that I was. I didn't feel weak and powerless. I didn't feel like a mistake and a disappointment. I just felt like..

Me..

He made me feel strong inside. He made me feel like I was worth something, like I was loved. He made me feel like I was capable of doing anything. Like I was the powerful wolf everyone wanted me to be.

I stopped walking and began thinking, he seemed to notice this and turned around.

"What is it?" He asked as he walked back to where I was standing and looked at me with so much care in his eyes.

I looked up into his eyes, showing him all raw emotion I had in mine.The love I had for him, the desire, the passion everything. Everything I tried to mask before. I showed all it in my eyes as I whispered under my breath, knowing he could hear me.

"I want to try something with you."

I watched his eyes go wide when he seemed to realize what I meant. I had asked him before and he had told me no, as well as the other times I had asked. It was not mating but was close enough.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded my head.

"Okay." He said..