Wooing My Ex-wife Again Novel by Natalie Winter

Anastasia

He raised an eyebrow but let go of me as I stumbled backward. My back hit the trunk of a tree and I groaned as another wound was added to my list of growing pains.

“I go with the name of Julian. Alpha Julian” He said lusting his hands and looking at me with an

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I pushed the hair away from my face and answered “Is this how you help women in trouble? By forcing them to bed with you when they are in pain? I bet you intoxicate them and then drag them to your bedroom under the pretense of helping them.”

Julian stayed where he was, not wanting to step closer but he also did not walk away.

“Miss Anastasia, I would spare you the details of how many women would willingly strip for me. Right now, you should be worried about your well being”

I attempted to stand back on my feet again but the high heels of my sandal broke and I almost injured my ankle while trying to take a step forward.

“Just go or I would call the guards” 1 glared at him while fighting another bolt of pain that now originated from the pits of my stomach and traveled up, clawing at my chest.

“For someone in their mid–shift, you do talk a lot” He mumbled, earning another glare from me.

“Oh try to come close, and I will show you that I do more than just talk.”

He chuckled, not at all fazed by my brazen attitude

“Very well then. Have a good night, birthday girl”

He said and began to walk away. I shook my head and wiped off the sweat on my forehead by grabbing the nearest tissue from a table and crumpling it into a ball as suddenly wave after wave of pain hit me.

It was so intense that forget walking, I was not even able to breathe.

I had taken one step on the small flight of stairs leading me to my home but I slipped and saw the bricks coming dangerously close to my face.

But once again, somebody stopped my fall and pushed me up and away from the floor.

And then before I knew it, the hands went around my waist and pulled me up into the air, bridal style,

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Alpha Julian flipped me as if I weighed nothing more than a paper doll. And despite the pain, I felt the heat of his body when my face smacked against his chest.

“You…”

“Yes, me. And you will stop fighting me and instead let me help you if you don’t want to end with broken bones and dislocated joints.”

Julian grabbed my wrist which I had raised to hit him and glared at me intensely. He had been my senior in college but I had never interacted with him much.

I had only seen him while passing through the corridors, surrounded by a large group of friends. He was quite famous but he was also older.

I had barely passed the first semester of our five year course and he was already in the final year. He was way above my league.

I struggled in his hold again despite the pain in my body but he grabbed both my hands and brought his face dangerously close to mine.

“I said stop fighting me and let me help you”

His words sounded helpful but his gaze was anything but helpful. He sounded annoyed as if I was a tantrum throwing child.

“Let me go!!”

I shouted and he shook his head before starting to walk towards my house. He pushed the door open with one of his feet and placed me on the couch as I writhed in his hold like I was in immense physical pain.

“Stay here. I will look for your parents.”

But then another wave of pain coursed through me and my fingers tried to grab for something again. My fingernails dug into the wooden table beside me and I screamed as the pain overwhelmed me.

I thrashed on the couch, not able to find a way to rid of the pain.

My vision grew blurry and my eyesight hazy but I saw someone looking at me with concern. And then I also felt something warm and sticky on my fingers.

I slowly turned my neck to look at my hand but saw it covered in blood.

I freaked out on seeing so much blood and thought I was dying.

“Relax, the blood is not yours” Julian tried to speak as he lifted me.

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“Air, I need air, and I cannot breathe” I mumbled as he lifted me up from the couch again.

“Yes, you are definitely shifting. Let’s take you outside”

This time I did not resist as he plucked me off the couch and ran outside towards the woods to give

me some space.

The air outside was much cooler than inside our horne. He gently placed me on the ground and

said.

“Your bones are realigning themselves to adapt to the changes it brings forth after awakening the wolf. It is very painful. But if you endure this, you will soon be able to shift completely and transform into a beautiful wolf.

Julian explained but I could not pay attention to anything he was saying due to the pain.

“I can’t breathe”

I managed to say as he looked at me and then at his hands.

“I think you should have worn something loose for your first shift. Your muscles are expanding to accommodate the wolf’s body and….”

“Do something!!!”

I screamed through the pain and Julian huffed before he reached for the hem of my dress and tore

it in one go.

The cool breeze slapped against my thigh and I realized I was now writhing on the ground, wearing nothing but my bra and panties in front of a stranger.

Well, it was better than nothing.

I screamed and kicked the ground as he reached for my waist again and flipped me so I was on my

fours.

“Try to stay in this position if you can, it will tell your wolf that you are ready to shift”

I was not sure if that was correct but it was not as if kicking the ground had helped so far.

My body was shivering due to pain and I was on all fours, hair flying around my face as I struggled against the pain.

My hands were shaking and I was about to collapse when I heard a light snap. It was too light but I heard it and I looked in the same direction Julian was looking at.

My left leg.

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A few more cracks resounded in my ears and I began to breathe heavily. Each crack sounded through a join

My bones were growing stronger and wider. My skin felt as if it had been throwing in a furnace despite me being almost naked and I could only grit my teeth to fight the pain.

I felt a tug at my neck and I let out a short scream but Julian’s hands came to cup my face.

ou can do it. Ana. You are already doing it. Even grown up men cry when they are shifting because their bodies cannot take the pain but not a single tear left your eyes. I am proud of you.

He held my face and I kept staring at him.

He had called me Ana. nobody except people I allowed to do that. But he had also said that he was proud of me.

That was the line I would always yearn to hear from my instructors, from my about everyone.

It gave me immense satisfaction to hear that somebody was proud of me.

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He pushed the hair out of my face and I felt another sharp sting travel from the base of my neck and up my head.

“And you are also the first girl who screamed at me to make me strip you. That is new” He whispered in my ear.

I glared at him, or tried to as a sharp bolt of pain exploded in my head a second later.

“Fuck me” I swore and he whispered, “Not now, but someday I will”

And then I felt a roaring and deafening howl emerge from the back of my mind as I pushed him.

away.

I jumped up in the air, my teeth elongating into fangs and fur sprouting up my body from everywhere. The last piece of clothing that protected my decency was torn apart as I jumped down on the ground and landed on all fours.

And my wolf’s eyes stared into those piercing blue eyes to see why they looked so shocked and stunned.

Not a speck of gray, black, or brown dotted my wolf’s fur. It was impeccably white.

I was the white wolf.