#werewolf!lexa

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My Girlfriend is a Werewolf UPDATE!

Chapter 2 read here

[thessclexa]

What if your girlfriend was a werewolf? Reverse werewolf!lexa 

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Clarke looks out her window nervously. Lexa is late. Well, later than usual. Lexa is normally here by now. The full moon is shining bright and the second Clarke looks away is the second she hears a light tap. The pebble bounces off the glass and Clarke quickly opens her window. 

Smiling, Clarke watches Lexa slowly climb up the tree and cross the main branch onto the roof. For years it’s been like this. They’d see each other once a month when the moon was full and Lexa would return to her human form. The nights were long and passionate, Lexa would spend every human-hour making love to Clarke. 

“Lexa,” Clarke exhales a breath of relief and hugs Lexa. She always smells so good. Earthy and raw, a deep woodsy mist that never fails to make Clarke’s skin rise. She cups Lexa’s jaw and kisses her. Lexa welcomes her with an open mouth, slants to deepen the kiss while pulling Clarke close. Finally, they part, breathless with hunger. 

“What took you so long?” Clarke asks before running her hand under the hem of Lexa’s shirt. Lexa’s skin is warm and soft when Clarke unexpectedly touches a wet spot. 

“Ah, ss—” Lexa winces slightly, her reflexes have her grabbing at Clarke’s wrist. “Sorry babe, I ran into a bit of trouble.”

“Trouble?” Clarke’s eyes wide with concern, she lifts Lexa’s shirt and discovers a large gash along her abdomen. “Oh my god…”

“It’s just a scratch,” Lexa replies and tries to pull her shirt back down. But Clarke is insistent and instead, pulls Lexa’s shirt completely overhead until she’s topless. 

“Just a scratch! What happened?”

“There were a couple of hunters—”

“Hunters?” Clarke interrupts. “It’s a protected forest, hunting is illegal back there.”

“Clearly, they were there illegally, and I didn’t expect to get spotted. The bullet grazed me. I tried to make my way out, but they kept tracking me deeper into the woods. Finally, I was able to shift and walked the highway here. 

Clarke has since retrieved a towel to attempt to clean the wound. 

“Lexa I… I don’t know about this, it’s really deep,” Clarke says. She knows Lexa isn’t going to like what she’s about to say next. “We might need to take you into the emergency room.”

“No. No hospitals. No humans.”

“If we hurry, we’ll have a few more hours in your human form and at least get you stitched up.”

Lexa continues to shake her head. “I’ll be fine.”

“Please Lexa.”

“No, Clarke. I’m hundreds of years old, I don’t even have a last name and you’re expecting me to go into the hospital and get treated.”

“When did this happen?”

Lexa bites her tongue. 

“Lexa, when?”

“Three days ago.”

“Three. You’ve been bleeding for three days?!” 

Clarke stands and grabs a fresh shirt from her closet. “Put this on, we’re going to the hospital.”

“But Clarke, I don’t even exist.”

“Please,” Clarke begs. “My mom is working tonight. We’ll go straight to her though the back entrance. No paperwork, no other humans.”

Lexa is quiet for a long time, weighing the pros and cons of her decision. “Fine.”

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