Kyle's angry voice boomed into her mind, demanding she stop and return. But Rosette kept running. She needed to put distance between him and his pack, to give him space to vent his frustration, to protect them from the potential consequences of his rage. She felt his shift as he took off after her, his powerful wolf form a blur of motion against the backdrop of the forest.
In a sprint, Rosette could easily outrun Kyle, but he had far more stamina. She just needed to get him as far away from the pack as possible before he caught her. It was the best she could do for them, to protect them from the potential fallout of his anger.
"Mate, it's not safe to be doing this. There's source magic that may be lurking in these woods. Stop and come back to the den," Kyle's voice commanded, laced with concern, his words a plea for her to heed his warnings.
"Catch me if you can," Rosette taunted, her voice a playful challenge as she continued to run, her wolf form a blur of mot
His lips were on hers a second later. Kneeling before her, Kyle cradled her head and nibbled at her lower lip, his touch sending shivers down her spine, his kiss a mixture of tenderness and passion. As the kiss deepened, Rosette moaned into his mouth, her body responding to his touch, her desires rising to meet his.He pushed until she was flat on her back in the long grass, her body yielding to his touch, the soft blades of grass a gentle caress against her skin. At least it didn't tickle this way. As he settled between her thighs, Rosette ran her hands across his back to his buttocks, her fingers tracing the contours of his powerful form, her touch a mixture of exploration and desire. Tilting her hips, she ground against his now straining erection, her body a testament to her longing for him.Kyle took most of his own weight on his arms, his gaze meeting hers, a silent question in his eyes, a silent acknowledgement of their shared desire. Beyond him, she saw the ligh
In desperation, Rosette pressed herself against him, her body seeking his warmth, her touch a desperate plea for him to stop. His chest and neck she covered in kisses, her lips a whirlwind of affection, her touch a mixture of desperation and desire. Between squeals, she murmured affection and promised to let him catch her next time. She would have promised him anything to make him stop; he was making her crazy, his playful torture pushing her to the brink.Kyle took mercy on her finally and laid the innocuous piece of plant down, his touch a gentle release, his amusement waning."You are something to work for," he said into her ear, his voice a low rumble, his words a testament to his desire. "A goal only just a little ahead of me. I enjoy having goals and I always get what I aim for."Despite her absolute dislike of the game, being pressed to Kyle had her wet and weeping for attention. It did not escape his notice, his gaze lingering on her, his senses heighten
A couple of days later as Kyle and Rosette sat in a business meeting with the pack Council that a commotion started in the hall. The voices outside the door were loud and sounded agitated, their tone a mixture of urgency and concern. Rosette recognized the agitated voice from Kyle's growing computer squad and rose from her chair to see what was going on.Outside the door, the kid was in a complete state of panic, talking to the Betas watching the door, his words a mix of frantic energy and fear. He was speaking so quickly that Rosette couldn't understand him at first. She wondered how much caffeine he'd had in the last twenty-four hours, his energy level a testament to his anxiety."Billy," she commanded, her voice firm, her gaze meeting his, "speak slower and talk to me. What happened?""On the computer, we've been looking. You have to see what we found. There are more spells. Lots of places to buy. New spells. Some protect, some hurt. Come look now, please," he said, bouncing up and
Look here," Chris pointed, pulling another ad, his voice a mix of fear and urgency, his finger tracing the screen. "This person is talking about how to use the spell they call 'the destroyer' more effectively. They say it can take out whole lines of advancing wolves."All the kids shuddered visibly, their fear a palpable presence in the room. The pack was watching Roel's wound heal with trepidation, their concern evident. They had never seen anything like what happened to him. The wolves never healed that slowly, his injury a stark reminder of the danger they faced.They all read the ad closely, and their horror grew, their concern deepening with each word. The system they were selling claimed to be very effective, its description a chilling testament to its potential. A sensor tracked when the wolf passed by, and the potion was released from above a set time later. It was all based on mathematics, so it claimed great accuracy, its creators seeking to exploit the laws of nature.The p
Besides the wolves they cared for, there was also a small cadre of human females handed over to them by the warriors. The rogue packs liked to kidnap and use human females to satisfy their sexual urges, their actions a display of their depravity. The women they took in were near destroyed, their bodies bearing the scars of their ordeal.The women were badly damaged, but the Luther pack took them all, their compassion a testament to their humanity. The plan was to heal and eventually change all the women, if they would agree to it, their choice a matter of respect. If they didn't agree to change, death was their only other option, a harsh reality for women that had already suffered, their fate a cruel twist of fate.Once the women were healthy enough, they screamed and railed at them. They wanted to escape and go back to their former lives, their desire for freedom a natural response to their trauma. They swore they would not go to the police or tell anyone about them, but it was a moo
"Are you feeling ignored, mate?" he asked Rosette as she rubbed on him, his voice a mix of concern and amusement."I miss you," Rosette sighed, her voice a mix of longing and sadness.Rosette missed everything they used to do. They barely even had time to run in the woods at night together, their connection a source of comfort. He was busy trying to keep the pack safe, and she was busy caring for the injured, their lives consumed by their responsibilities.Kyle bounced up, and Rosette ended up thrown over his shoulder, her laughter a mix of surprise and delight. She wiggled to free herself, but he just held her tighter, his grip a testament to his affection."You didn't sleep well last night, mate," he told her, his voice a mix of concern and amusement."What does that have to do with anything?" Rosette asked, her voice a mix of playfulness and annoyance."You need more time in bed. Emily," he called as he closed the bedroom doors, "put off
Eventually, Rosette was satisfied with his front, so she rolled him on the bed, her touch a mix of playful teasing and genuine desire. She tasted his entire back and over the firm globes of his ass, her touch a mix of tenderness and aggression. She ran her mouth down his muscled hamstrings and across his powerful lower legs, her exploration a testament to her desire. She pulled herself back up his body to cover his back with her front, her movement a mix of dominance and desire."Love," he said, "I can't take much more of this," his voice a mix of pleasure and pain."Why?" Rosette asked him, sucking hard on her mark, her touch a mix of playful teasing and genuine desire.Before she could blink, he had her maneuvered in front of him on her knees, his strength a testament to his power. He plunged inside of her before he answered, his entry a mix of dominance and desire."I will not spend myself on the bed, love," he said pulling out and moving back inside, his word
The street dealers, when questioned or paid, often gave up information. Kyle was sure at least one of them would know who had the source. The witches were disjointed in some ways and tightly knit in others. The wolves were sure there was someone out there with the information they needed."Back when there were rogue packs," Anthony said, "we started to notice the dealers scatter when we got close. I'm afraid there are still dealers out there; they are just hiding from us. They seemed to know the difference between human and wolf or pack from rogue."Rosette snorted involuntarily, and everyone in the room looked at her, their gazes a mix of curiosity and amusement."You don't look human," Rosette shrugged, "and your security team looks like security."Anthony and the rest of the warriors were built and carried themselves with a military stance. Even the women that were part of the security team moved with the grace and confidence of trained killers. It would be di