You would think that I would be nervous about the ascension ceremony, but I’m too consumed with my concern for my sister and the possibility of finding my mate. Chris had taken this whole situation really hard and I can only imagine the pain that she’s going through. I’ve been by her side all day, our twin bond something that’s helping to calm her. Rowen, Summer, Alexander, Jacob, JoJo, and Fati have been there as well. I know that our dads and Kayla wanted to be there, but their new matebond wouldn’t be denied and they had to leave. Chris seemed better since Dad had made his announcement that he and Hakeem would be working together to find Esteban. With a plan in mind, Chris was able to calm herself and start to prepare for the ascension ceremony. But the fact that I’ve been in my sister’s suite all day also made it hard for me to deal with the possibility that my mate may be out there somewhere among all of the wolves that are visiting for the ascension ceremony. The fact
I’m standing in the shower, trying to wake up when I hear a set of footsteps walking into the room. I don’t react, trying to figure out which one of my mates it is. Based on the lighter tread, it’s Kayla. I’m up super early today, hoping to get in a few hours of work done that I can pass off to Hakeem so that he can start looking for Esteban’s cousin, Jake, and get information about Esteban. We’ve gotta find him. I refuse to allow my baby girl to continue to feel this pain. Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, I’m in the middle of the mating period. It’s gonna get in the way of finding Esteban. So, I’ve gotta do all that I can, when I can. I hadn’t thought that either of them would have woken up, but looks like little Kayla wans to play. I keep my back to her, wanting to see what she’s gonna do. I don’t have to wait long. Her hands cup my ass before moving up my back and along my shoulders. I can’t help but smile at her touch, hiss at t
Kayla falls to the side, nearly faceplanting on the bed after I pounded into her from beneath, causing her to have three orgasms before I allowed myself one. “Fucking hell!” I exclaim, wiping sweat from my face before I pull her into my arms. “I’ll wake up like that every fucking day. Won’t need any coffee to keep me awake.” The sweet melodious sound of her giggle fills my ear and I can’t help the sappy grin that covers my face. I’m so happy. I honestly haven’t been this happy in a long, long time. I mean, I’m obviously worried about Chris and finding Esteban. It’s just that Brandon and I haven’t felt complete since Charlie died. This feeling of being whole…it’s the best feeling ever. And the sex is fucking amazing. Speaking of which… The sparks of our matebond are marching up and down my body and the feeling of Kayla’s skin underneath my hands is starting to make my cock hard all over again. And I get a great idea. I pick her up bridal style and hurry down the hall.
Walking into that playroom, I am overwhelmed by the sheer number of things that my mates have. Things that I’ve only dreamed of using. Restraints, floggers, ropes, cuffs, collars, fuck machines, sex furniture out the wazoo. Lions and tigers and bears, oh my! I feel myself getting wet just thinking about it. Brian and I had started this dominant/submissive relationship together. I liked being under his control, doing what he told me to do, and getting rewarded for being a good slave. In the bedroom, I did everything that he told me to. Nothing degrading, but my pleasure came from doing whatever pleased him and getting praised for it. Damn, that praise kink is real. I can almost get off faster by being told that I’m a good girl and how well I can do something than being stimulated. That’s something that Brandon and Zak figured out pretty damn quick. My mates. Damn those two really know how to lay some pipe. And boy do they have a lot of fucking pipe to lay. Brian a
4 days later… “Esteban, what is going on with you, hijo (son)? You’ve been moping around ever since you got home.” Mami’s right. All I’ve been able to think about is Chris. I miss her. Which is crazy, right? I mean, we basically had an extended one night stand. How do I miss someone I knew for 24 hours? But I do. I want to find her so badly. What the fuck is going on with me? “Hijo?” Mami propmpts. Shit! I took too long to answer. And I really don’t know what to say. I haven’t told her about my time with Chris. I mean, what kid tells their parent about their sexual exploits? Not this male. My mom doesn’t quite understand it. See, she’s human. Mami and Papi met when Papi went to Mexico for a semester abroad. The second that Papi saw her, he bought a house in Mexico and stayed for the long haul to convince Mami that she belonged with him. She, on the other hand, was three years younger than Papi, at 19 years old, and was dating someone else. Had been sin
1 week later… “Christine Loup, I know you’re not wearing a sports bra under a dress shirt. What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Summer cries out the second that she walks into my office. Today is my first official meeting with the our area leadership, including the elders. I’m dressed in a knee-length, navy blue skirt that flares around my knees paired with a red dress shirt and red kitten heels. And yes, I have a sports bra on under my dress shirt. “I know it isn’t the most flattering, but it’s the only bra that fits. My boobs have gotten huge out of fucking nowhere. None of my bras fit. I’m spilling out everywhere. And what makes it worse is that they hurt. I’ve had to wear a sports bra to bed the past few nights,” I say. “They are looking rather voluptuous,” JoJo agrees. “Voluptuous? Shit, she could go swimming without a life jacket. She’s got built in floatation devices,” Fati exclaims loudly. I flip her the bird as Summer looks at me critically. “They ha
“H-h-how is that possible?” Chris asks, a tidal wave of emotion flowing from that one word. I ache for my friend, my sister-from-another-mister. The hits just keep on coming for her, like Selene has it out for her. I don’t even know how to comfort her. Dr. Hazel clears her throat. I’ve always liked the Artemis Area pack doctor. Not only did she deliver Jacob and every one of our friends, but she’s down to earth and easy to connect with. If anyone can help make sense of this, hopefully it will be her. “I may have an anwer to that. When did you last have sex with your mate?” she asks. Everyone in the Artemis Area knows about Chris’s situation. None of us really believes in keeping secrets from those we were literally created to protect. They know that Chris met and lost her mate before she even found out that he was her mate. This way, there’s an entire section out there looking for Esteban. Chris takes a beat to answer Dr. Hazel and that’s how I know how hard all of thi
2 weeks later… It’s the Sunday of Thanksgiving weekend and everyone is leaving to go back to the academy. Fati and JoJo left with their folks yesterday. They are driving back and dropping Kayla off at her place so that she can get everything packed up at her house and things moved over from her job. She’ll only be gone for five days, but the hang dog looks on my fathers’ faces was one of the funniest things that I have ever seen. Well…until they reminded me that I’m going to be feeling the same thing when Summer and Rowen leave today. I’ve been up for about 30 minutes, just basking in the feeling of these two wolves wrapped around me. We’ve been together for three weeks now, spending every day and every night together. I’ve fallen deeper in love with both of them and the way that we fit together, not just in bed but everywhere, is just so effortless and natural. It feels like it was meant to be. I shake my head, trying to remove that thought. I know that each of us has be