Sneak Peek - Option #1

Untitled - Werewolf Kara AU   

[In which Kara is an over protective werewolf alongside a more sensitive omega Lena; also with a side-order of jealous Kara - especially where it concerns James in this verse].


It was unlike Lena Luthor to drop all of her responsibilities and rent a cabin far away from National City, but it seemed like a more dignified option than therapy. Her name was in all of the newspapers again, but this time proved much different than the last because the articles spared no details of her capture and attack. As a consequence, her employees knew the reason Lena flinched at every little noise and why she had taken to wearing longer sleeves even in the middle of summer. She hated how her people stared at her, and she couldn’t cope with the pressure of anyone’s pity, so she packed her clothes into four suitcases and threw them into the Land Rover that she never would have foreseen herself buying, and then she left her entire stressful life behind.
 

It took her two long days of travel with plenty of stops to drive from California up to Washington state, but when she unlatched the door of her spacious cabin, she breathed out a sigh of relief. After the long drive, the place was quiet and far removed from anyone who might disturb her. Lena had stopped to stock up on groceries on the way, and she bought enough to spend several weeks in the middle of the forest without having to see or interact with anyone.

 

It turned out that her relief was short lived, because the second she crossed the threshold, her phone began to ring and she noticed the name on her screen.
 

James Olsen.

 

James worked for her, but they had also mixed business with pleasure in the past — that is, if Lena could call a single orgasm pleasure. Lena had put in all of the effort to achieve that one orgasm, and somehow despite his lackluster performance, she continued to go back for more. 

She had regretted it every time, just like she regretted picking up his phone call. 

“Hey Lena.” James softly rumbled in greeting, and she could picture his dark eyes expressing unwanted sympathies even at a distance. “I’ve had you on my mind all morning and I just wanted to pass something important by you. Look, I know you’ve rented a cabin in the middle of nowhere and you’re determined to go on this solo adventure, but you’re always welcome to stay at my place. You can still heal in National City.” 

Lena appreciated his advice about as much as she appreciated the fact that all of her eggs were cracked when she got them out of her grocery bag. 

“Thanks, James, but I just don’t want to be around anyone at the moment,” Lena admitted as she juggled both her cell phone and more grocery bags that she began to unload. “I haven’t taken a vacation… in well, forever –  so I’m going to use this time to reflect.” 

She shoved a box of pasta onto a top shelf in a cabinet that she could barely reach, and then went back to the foyer where she had left all of her other bags.

 

It would be easier to wait until the end of her phone call to put away the rest of the groceries, so she decided to wander through the rest of the house. 

As she entered the living room, nothing seemed out of place—at least until she glanced over the top of the leather sofa and discovered a giant wild animal. It appeared to be a wolf, sleeping curled on a thick carpet, and Lena backed out of the room with slow steps.

“There’s… -- there’s a wolf in my den.” She announced to James, who didn’t hear her at first, because he was still going on and on about how he could very easily make room for her at his apartment. 

“James, there’s a literal wolf,” Lena reiterated to snap him out of his pitiful attempt to be chivalrous.

 

“What do you mean, a wolf?” James asked with a laugh, and she could tell he thought she was insane. “Like taxidermy?”

 

“No, it’s alive. I saw it breathing,” Lena frantically explained and paced in the hall as she tried to figure out a plan to get the wolf out of her cabin. 

“Call animal control,” James suggested, but it would take a while for animal control to arrive, and Lena had no idea what they would do to the wolf if it became aggressive. 

“I’ll handle it, but I need to go,” Lena insisted and hurried to end the conversation before he could dole out some more unhelpful advice.
 

She reached for a package of raw steak from one of her grocery bags, but opening it up in the den did nothing to rouse the wolf from its sleep. 

It crossed Lena’s mind that the animal might be sick, so she left it alone undisturbed to brainstorm some possible options for dealing with it. 

Lena put all of her groceries away and unpacked her bags, and when she went to check on it, the wolf was still sound asleep and stretched out on its back.
 

It wasn’t until later when Lena cooked the steak she had opened that the large animal stirred and stalked into the kitchen.
 

The wolf came towards her while crawling low on its belly, and Lena gasped in fright as she realized she made a terrible mistake by allowing it to stay in the house. She froze up, panicking as the animal approached, and she found herself shrinking towards the floor with the steak as a peace offering.

“Please, don’t hurt me, I’ve been through a lot recently, and I’m just here to rest,” Lena whispered and shoved the plate towards the wolf, who sniffed at it curiously but then left the meal and came closer. 

“Please, please,” Lena begged, shutting her eyes, despite the way her body screamed at her to run. 

To her surprise, the great big wolf did nothing but nuzzle into her side. The animal dropped onto its belly to nudge her when she refused to glance at it out of fright. 

Lena finally peeked at the wolf - its sandy hair, its strange markings, and its pair of soulful blue eyes that seemed almost human. 

“Oh, you don’t – you don’t want to hurt me,” Lena exhaled, perplexed by the wolf’s odd behavior – and that it appeared to want to comfort her.