Chapter 6

The dinner meeting broke up at 9 pm.  I went to my cabin, for a shower and to take matters in my own hands.  My lovely wolf spent all night licking his nut and sending me lewd thought of Stasia, in my head.  I was tired, and I knew with the fact of finding my mate, a random fuck was never going to work. It wasn’t just my wolf, but me as well. 

The moon was high in the sky when I woke up.  There was no reason, other then a freak or freaks taking female pups.  So, I threw on a shirt and my shoes for a walk, the cold night may clear my head enough, to find what I was looking for. This group that was wreaking havoc on these packs.  Killing Luna Sara, a few attempts to kill other Lunas.  The single victims, like Canon, how do they fit in? 

Stasia, as my mate.  I already wanted her, more than the air I breath.  The fact that she is human means less, and less by the second. Timing is bad.  With the killer or killers on the loose, being separated from my pack. I don’t have time to wine and dine her, in the hopes of a 69. 

I had been walking for a while and thought I might head back for a little sleep.  I don’t let my wolf out, not that he is talking to me at the moment.  But he would hunt her down, start and finish the mating process himself tonight.  I had to remind him earlier as I spent my seed down the drain, mating with a human in my form was hard.  In his might kill her.  He didn’t want her to die, but we both felt lost without her. Fuck, that was a quick jump of the love cliff.  

I took the long way back to my cabin.  I might have overheard where Stasia cabin was at, from the warriors out at the bar a que. I thought I would swing by, maybe catch her sent a little so my wolf would be happy and I might find sleep again. I have a wolf, stalking, I mean hunting is natural to us. 

mmmm… lilac, cherry blossoms, spring rain.  But its not faint as I hoped. It was strong.  She was close, and so was my wolf. “Mark, isn’t it? Is everything ok, it’s kind of late.” Her voice was sexy as hell.  Sweet, highish, but soft, but not annoying. On the underthrows of innocence. 

I looked over by the pond with a waterfall, and there stood, an angel, with the body of the a she devil herself. Water glistening on her body, little black bikini, the top barely covers her hard nipples. Let alone her voluptuous boobs. Just drying her hair with a towel. With a look of concern, on her face. Was she actually concerned for me? Oh, she has hint of sweetness to her.  I went to walk away, as rude as it sounds, but she had too little of cloths on for a conversation, other than the direction for the porn video playing in my head. 

“Little girl you flirt to much, you will get burned. It is Alpha to you.” Growled my wolf, Stasia throat in my hand. I hadn’t even realized we walked up to her. My wolf had control, at least somewhat, more than I would like.  Oh, fuck. 

We were looking into each other’s eyes.  Her blue was now a stormy grey, and glittering with stars within.  Stasia had no fear in her eyes, I was taken aback a little.  Trying to rein in my inner wolf. Her lack of fear, my wolf viewed as a challenge. 

She stepped in closer to me. Then closer melting in to my chest. My hand was still on her neck. She didn’t even flinch.  “I wasn’t flirting, I was fucking concerned. I won’t make that mistake again.” Stasia stated low and calm. Her lips are calling me. I lean down to taste her lips, to steal a kiss. She licks me from my chin to tip of my nose. 

My wolf lets go of Stasia neck. He is just as confused as I am. She fucking licked us? “The next time you crab my neck, you better be balls deep in my pussy, making me cum so hard the bed is soaked for days. Or I will gut you.” She sides step me, and walks towards her cabin.  

Stasia ass is firm and big. Her bikini was covering her ass either. Ghetto ass! “Oh, and Wolfe, that’s me flirting.” She said to me without even turning around. “Fresh fallen snow, campfire, and hot chocolate smells good, on you.” 

Stasia had walked into her cabin. Unafraid, of us.  I big bad Alpha Mark stood there looking at her closed door.  I saw the lights go out.  I heard her fall asleep. I had a special scent to her. I couldn’t move.  I smelled like fresh fallen snow, campfire, and hot chocolate! My wolf was happy, wagging his tail.  I was as hard as rock.