Chapter 5

ANDREW

As Lyra’s blood mingles with mine I can feel my pull to her becoming stronger. The invisible bond that connects us is pulled tight in this moment and I want to do nothing more than wrap my arms around her and kiss her. Brax is pacing back and forth in my brain begging me to touch her, but I know that a man forcing himself on her is not what she needs in this moment.

She has given up her family and her pack all in one night. I can tell by her face that she is visibly shaken.

“Come on,” I say as I place my arm around her shoulder. “Let’s find you some clothes that are not covered in drool and a bed.” At the word ‘bed’ Lyra’s eyes rush to meet mine and her cheeks turn a deep shade of pink, and I cannot help the sly grin that crosses my lips. “A bed of your own, Little Wolf.”

Quickly, Lyra looks down at her feet. “I knew what you meant.”

I steer her in the direction of the pack house. “Of course you did.”

As we trapse through the dense forest that is around my pack house I notice that she is struggling walking on her bare feet and her left ankle seems weak. I keep needing to steady her every time she steps on a branch or a small twig.

“Ouch,” she squeals as she stubs her toe on an exposed rock.

“You do not walk bare foot often do you?” I say as I reach down to help her back to her feet.

“No, actually. I do not. But that’s not the problem. I twisted my ankle when I fell from my window.” She says as she brushes off the bottom of her feet with one of her hands.

“Do you not shift often?” I ask and Lyra immediately looks to the ground. “It is just that when you shift, another pair of shoes usually is not readily close by.”

Lyra trudges forward, trying not to look at me. “My wolf has always been hard to control. So father preferred if I stayed in my human form.”

“But how can you tame your wolf if you never let her out?” I ask as I walk behind her.

Lyra only shrugs her shoulders. “River and I get along well in my head,” she responds, and I can tell by her tone that she does not want to continue the conversation.

“I think your father did not want you to shift for another reason.” Lyra’s head spins to look at me, obviously confused by my words. “Your wolf is silver. It is not a common color for a wolf.”

“Is it not?” She asks as she cocks her head slightly to the side while looking at me.

“You do not know?” Lyra shakes her head from side to side. “Interesting. I think we have a few texts on silver wolves in the library. I will find them for you in the morning.” Without another word Lyra turns and continues tripping through the forest.

After she trips over several more twigs and rocks, I place my hand on her shoulder stopping her from moving forward. I reach down below her knees and scoop her into my arms. “We will move faster this way.” She pushes gently against my shoulders, trying to push her way back to the ground, but I tighten my grip around her. “I do not mind carrying you.” She settles into my arms with a scowl across her face.

As I make my way out of the forest, I notice that she has relaxed in my arms and her head is leaning against my shoulder. The light from the packhouse porch illuminates her face and I can see that she has fallen asleep. I slowly make my way up the porch steps and push open the door. Making my way up the stairs, I stop at the top and look at my bedroom door at the end of the hallway. I know that I should not put her in my bed, but I need to keep her safe tonight. Brax nods his head in agreement.

After opening my bedroom door, I carefully lay her on my bed. I look down at her beautiful face as she snuggles deeply into my pillow and lets out a tiny sigh. I brush the stray strands of her golden hair out of her face before pulling the covers up around her. “She is going to be the death of us.”

“And a glorious death it will be.” Brax just about purrs in my head.

LYRA

I awake from the deepest sleep of my life, and I am suddenly unbearably hot. I open my eyes just a tiny bit and see a large arm wrapped around my waist holding me tight. I try and lift the heavy arm off of me, but it only grips me tighter. I turn slightly on my back and see that it is Alpha Andrew holding me down in bed. He is still in the same black gym shorts from last night and is shirtless. I inhale deeply as my eyes trace every each of his bare chest. There is a large tattoo that covers his left shoulder and travels halfway down his arm. I tear my eyes away from his torso and move my way up to his chiseled jaw line. Curiosity overcomes me as I stare at his sleeping face. His dark eyelashes are fanned out against his cheeks, and he looks almost angelic as he sleeps. His dark hair is messy on top of his head and begs for me to run my fingers through it. I watch as his chest rises and falls quietly. I raise my hand and gently run my fingers through the tips of his hair. A deep growl rumbles through his chest and I quickly withdrawal my hand.

“You better stop, if you know what is good for you,” he whispers. “Good morning, Little Wolf,” he grumbles turning on his back.

Blush runs across my face knowing that I got caught running my hands through his hair. My eyes travel down his chest to his waist band and I can see his member struggling against the mesh of his shorts. I advert my eyes, not wanting to get caught staring again. Clearing my throat as I attempt to tidy my hair, “I thought you said I would be getting a bed of my own.”

“I had every intention of getting you your own bed, but it was late, and you were heavy.” He rolls over onto his side and props his head on his arm. His fingers trace up and down my thigh absentmindedly.

Trying to ignore the tingles left by his fingers, I pull the pillow from behind me I smack Andrew in the face. “I am not heavy,” I scoff trying to sound as offended as possible.

Before I know it, I am flipped on my back pinned underneath Andrew’s massive arms. “Did you just assault an Alpha?” He grins as he holds me down.

“Possibly,” I breathe, “What happens if I did?”

Andrew runs his nose along the side of my neck causing me to shiver. “Then this morning just got a lot more interesting.”

I hold my breath, I have never been this close to a man before, much less under one. My heart is beating heavily in my chest, and I can feel blush covering my chest and my face. Andrew raises his head and looks down at me. His emerald eyes searching my face for any indication of a yes.

“He smells so good,” River purrs in my head as she pushes forward.

“Mmhmm…” I moan out loud without thinking.

“And what was that, Little Wolf?” Andrew chuckles into my neck causing goosebumps to cover my body. Suddenly his tongue traces my collar bone, and I cannot help but let out a little moan. He lowers his body against mine and I can feel his hard length against my thigh. A gasp leaves my lips as Andrew nips at my neck gently with his teeth. An unfamiliar warmth begins to pool between my legs. I try to squeeze my thighs together trying to relieve some of the pressure, but Andrew spreads my legs with his knee grinding it gently against me. Andrew releases my arms and I immediately wrap my arms around his neck and tug on his hair. A low growl leaves his lips as he continues his assault on my neck.

“You smell amazing,” he whispers as he traces little kisses up my jaw line. Just as he reaches the corner of my mouth a knock at the door breaks us apart. “What?” he yells as I lie panting underneath him.

The door swings open and the blonde man from last night walks in and then quickly back out, but I do not miss the smirk on his face. He yells through the closed door. “Alpha Jason is here looking for his daughter.”