I was expecting to be sizzled, incinerated for daring to speak ill about a member of the pack, but instead what I got was a childlike giggle that left me looking at the woman with my mouth partially open. Her humorous reaction surprised me. So not everyone is stiff like Ass in this pack. “Well, you described him aptly, but you should cut him some slacks. Chase has been through enough. Life hasn't been easy on him.”The emotions behind her words were one of fondness and understanding, something I couldn't bring myself to feel for the pompous ass. Being in his haughty, and snobbish presence does not make you feel fondness let alone understanding, rather it feels you with a hungry feeling to throttle him. “What happened?”“For someone you dislike so much you sure ask a lot questions about him.”“Don't tease Frost,” I scolded my wolf, who rolled her eyes in response. “Auch!” I exclaimed not expecting the needle prick that came when the doctor gave me the injection. I have been so distr
I was curious about this pack. I am yet to learn its name, but the little I have seen of the pack and it is the most beautiful pack I have ever come across. Everything was lush and green, as if they leave in a different atmosphere that has not been corrupted by global warming, green gas effect, and the whole other things that is making earth toxic. The air here is cleaner, fresh, and healing. It is like being here makes you forget all your worries. I wonder how they have managed to keep this wonder hidden for so long. Probably by interacting the least with outside world. Dustin shook his head with a regretful expression, sending his brown waves swaying gently around his face. “Not yet.”He didn't have to say the words, his expression said it all. though it was laced with a look of remorse, but it was obvious that I am still a stranger, and as such they are unwilling to let me know this much about them, or roam free. “Well if you aren't showing me around what are we doing?” I tried
Being naked in public is part of werewolf culture and not something we are ashamed of, and that is not to say that there aren't any wolves who has some reserves about it. I saw Dustin cast a glance or two at me as I got naked but I pretended not to see it. My only indication being the small smug smirk that pulled at my lips at the thought of him loving what he saw. When we were down to bare skin we started to transform. It has always been a painful process, but I have been doing it for six years so the pain has become part of me. Every wolf transforms at the age of thirteen, but I did mine earlier just like I have done everything else in my life. I said my first words when I was eight months, crawled when I was four, and walked by the time I was nine months. My mother used to tease that I was in a hurry to grow up. Maybe if I had known that this was what the future held I would have taken it easy. The sound of our transformation echoed around us, and like a blink of an eye our respe
Rotten eggs. The smell was so disgusting that I scrunched up my nose. There is only one entity that bears a smell as awful and disgusting as this. Rogues. Dustin and I clashed eyes as we realized the implication of what was in the wind. We didn't bother to use words, and instead made our way right out of the water. 0If we could smell rogues this far it means that they are in the pack land. I need to inform my father.” Dustin started walking away, a sense of urgency in his steps. His words alarmed me, and I quickly ran to catch up and then ran across his path, and stopped him with a hand to his tanned smooth muscular chest. “Please wait!”“What is it Fallon? I don't have time for whatever it is you want to say. If rogues are lurking around in our land, my father deserves to know.”He was right, and if I was in his shoes I will do the same, but him saying something is bad for me. “You can't,” I blurted out fearfully. “What!” he looked at me like I have lost my mind, but I haven't.
He has a nice laughter. Deep and manly, even though his appearance is more like a boy. I wondered at his age, and decided to find out. “How old are you?”“Didn't anyone ever tell you that it is rude to ask a man his age?” His brown eyes twinkled at me letting me know that he was joking. I joked back. “I believe that is my line.”“Does that mean that I won't be getting a number in return if I tell you mine?” He arched a thick brow at me. I smirked at him. “I am not that old to be hiding my age.”“Seventeen.”“What! You look older.”“Auch,” he hand clutched his chest as he feigned being in pain. “I meant that as a compliment,” I tried to defend myself in a high pitch note, at the same time laughing at his exaggeration. I laughed harder when one of his brow climbed higher than the other and he said. “In what planet does telling someone that he looks older than his age sound like a compliment?”His tone was playfully sarcastic.“In the planet of young men. Most boys take it as a complim
The kitchen was beautiful, a coat in white, with a round kitchen island boosting of the same pristine sparkling white colors on the walls, high round stools around the island, and an L- shaped kitchenette, with over hanging cabinets filled to brim with anything you desire to eat. The glassy drop down windows allowed a marvelous view into the forest and streams of daylight that bathed the entire space in bright light. Dustin's sandwich tasted so good that I moaned when I had a taste. The crunchy way he fried the egg blended well with the soft cheese and bread. He was watching me like a hawk as I took a taste, and then exhaled loudly when he saw the look of enjoyment on my face. "Good?" He smiled knowingly as he asked this. My mouth was full, because I just had to have more bites, so I nodded. "So good," I gurgled out when the bolus in my mouth lessened, and then took another bite. "I am glad you like it." Dustin sounded so pleased with himself. He made his way to the tall fridge by t
I haven't been allowed up and about since my arrival in this pack, so I have had minimal contact with the members of the pack, except for the ruling house, the good doctors and some servants who brought me thing. So I haven't met this ex he keeps mentioning, but from the way he talks about her it looks like she really did a number on him. A joke to lighten him up seemed like the appropriate response. Sad expression doesn't look good on him. I like him all confident and full of zeal, not the insecure him, doubting himself. "I wasn't asking for a relationship," I teased, wearing a smug smirk, and a cheeky grin in my eyes. I expected him to laugh at my words, and then brighten up, thereby breaking the moody ice. The ice was broken alright, but it gave birth to something primal that my thighs clenching together. The look in his eyes darkened, the smolder deepening as he walked slowly in my direction. He looked like a predator on a prowl. My throat grew dry as my eyes followed his slow p
Wo! My jaw dropped as we walked into the red carpeted lobby. It was the perfect house extracted from the movies. The chandeliers looked like they were made from real gold, and everything around me glittered even the walls. "Come. I believe everyone will be in the dinning room," Dustin started off in that direction, but I didn't immediately follow. I had believed the dinner was just his family alone. I know in most packs they had communal dinner, but it was rare in our packs, as my parents wanted time alone with each other and me. It is easy to get lost as to what is important when you have a lot of people to focus on."Everyone?"Dustin stopped to look back. "Yeah. My parents, brother, and some members of the pack who dropped by to eat with us. Someone is always dropping by." I gagged when he mentioned his brother. So not looking forward to facing his ass, though it will be fun to see his face when I walk in with Dustin. And the only thing that stopped me from looking forward to it w
Chase and I lay side by side, panting after he fucked me shitless. My body was all sweaty, and he was the same. We didn't say anything to each other, as if speaking would shatter the relaxed atmosphere in the room. But we didn't need silence to destroy the little pleasure we gained from what we did. My conscience did it for me. "This was a mistake," I said and sat up on the bed. Now that the fog of lust has cleared from my head, I am thinking clearly, and I don't like what my head is screaming at me right now. I beat myself up for letting my clit do my thinking for me. I should be better than this. I didn't turn to look at Chase but got up from the bed to pick up my clothes. He didn't say anything in response to my words, so I looked at him. His expression was blank, and his eyes closed. I didn't know how to take or interpret his lack of response, so I dressed and got out of his room. Hopefully, this remains a secret between us. What happened with Chase is never gonna happen again
Chase continued to laugh like a maniac while my face burned like someone took a match to it. My hands on the tray tightened into fists as I fought the strong urge to murder him, but that would require me to turn around, and it was the last thing I wished to do. Not because he was hedious, or something. Far from it.The body I saw was an art in perfection. It wasn't muscular like his brother's, but slim and delicate-looking, like a fragile flower. An odd way to describe a man, I know, but that is how beautiful he looked. Unbidden, another part of him flashed into my mind. You would think a guy as delicate-looking as him wouldn't look so big in that department, but you're mistaken. Not only is he blessed, but just like him beautiful, even as it laid flaccid between his legs. My face burned harder as I thought things I wasn't supposed to. I felt ashamed inside me. I am supposed to stay away from Chase for the sake of my Pack, but I am letting my libido think for me instead of using my
I am not the submissive type, and having to beg and lower myself in front of these people makes me so mad that I want to lash out. The only thing keeping the cap on my rage is the years of discipline drilled into me from a young age by my father. He was the one who trained me to be the warrior that I am now, and one thing my father has always maintained among his warriors is discipline. If you step out of line, you will be punished, no matter who you are. So would any other member of the Pack who disobeys the rules and regulations that govern the Pack. My saying please was not not enough top satisfy the damn over weight woman in front of me, she had to try and prove that she has some power when she is nothing. "Why would you want leftovers? I thought you just had dinner?" She looked at me like I was some beggar from the street begging for crumbs. "I don't know why the Alpha would allow a stranger that eats like a whale into the Pack. What is she trying to do? Eat us out of the Pac
Everyone was sent out of the room, including the Alpha, for Dr. George to attend to Luna. The Alpha was hoovering too much and driving his mate and the doctor insane. Outside, he was driving us insane with his pacing. He looked as if his mate was in labour. It wasn't clear how much the giant cared for the petite woman. Their relationship reminded me of my parents, and that filled my heart with sadness. These past few days, I have tried not to think about my Pack and what is happening to them. But occasionally, my thoughts flicker to them, and I can't help the pain and sorrow that come with it. There were a few of us hanging out in the living room: Alpha and his second, Dustin, Vivian, and a few guards. Chase didn't catch up with us, and no one knew where he was. I don't think anyone cared. All focus was on the Luna. Dustin, like his father, looked very worried, though unlike him, he was a picture of composure. His calm and composure in the face of such a distressful situation is a
The four of us walked silently towards the Pack hospital, where we knew Dr. George would be. The silence was thick with tension, and Dustin and I felt uncomfortable in the presence of our two uninvited guests. He walked on my left while Chase and Vivian brought up the rear. "So, are you two together?" Vivian asked, breaking the silence. Her question caused me to stiffen inside, and I also felt a change in Dustin, though his confident stride remained. As if we were in each other's thoughts, we answered together. None of your business, and then turned to look at one another. "Jinx," we said with smiles on our faces. We chuckled, but the two behind us didn't find anything humorous in our actions. We felt their glares but pretended not to. Chase was awfully quiet, so unlike him. His usual self would have tried to push my buttons or his brothers'. I wanted to look back, but I forced myself to continue. Why am I even bothered if he was quiet or not? I asked myself angrily. I was irrit
Dutin's uncharitable greeting to Vivian caught Nyx's attention. She was not happy about her son being rude to the blonde. I, on the other hand, felt different. There could only be one reason the blonde was eating with us tonight: to cause trouble."Dustin, don't be rude to our guest," she scolded, with a heavy frown on her face, as if confused about why Dustin was behaving this way. Dustin was the model son, and from what I have seen, he was always on his best behaviour. However, there are two people who push his buttons to the extent that he loses control. One is the evil bitch in front of us, and the other is his brother. Does this mean that the dark-haired boy still cares for the blonde? It shouldn't bother me; after all, I have a mate, but still, I wasn't expecting the intense jealousy that gripped my heart at the thought of Dustin still in love with Vivian. Maybe I am greedy or just a bad person, thinking of having one brother and still seeing the other. My head might tell me
Dustin paused briefly in his hot stride at his brother’s words, the hand holding mine tightening so hard that it hurt. There was look of intense fury and hardness on his face that I feared he was going to rush back and murder his brother, but then it quickly resided and he continued on without sparing Chase a glance or a word. I was impressed by his tight control and being the bigger person. It was obvious that Chase was itching for a fight. I was also curious about what Chase meant by his words, but now wasn’t the time to explore my curiosity. We walked back to the pack in silence. It was very uncomfortable and tensed. The hand holding on to mine was gentle, but the body walking beside me was stiff and guarded. Like the first time we met. I felt anxious about his silence and cold attitude and itched to say something. But what? I didn’t know how to break the pregnant silence between us. All through the walk back, I held my peace, but as soon as we broke into view of the Pa
My eyes that were closed in pleasure flew open in horror at the sound of Dustin’s voice, and his approaching footsteps. I reacted before my brain could catch up and pushed Chase of me. It was so strong that it sent him crashing to the ground. I flew past him, ignoring his moans of pain, and rushed out of the room to intercept Dustin before he could make his way into the room. "Hey! you,” I greeted breathlessly, coming to a stop in front of Dustin, few feet away from Chase’s studio. I tried to act like nothing was amidst, but I couldn’t sell it. "Are you alright?” Dustin looked at me suspiciously. I nodded. "Why?” His regard grew focused as if he was trying to see something on my face. "You look flushed.” I blushed harder, and immediately looked away from his piercing stare. "It is nothing. Just your brother getting on my nerves. You know how he is,” I waved my hands trying to dismiss the whole things. "I had no clue that it was your nerves I had my hands all over. For that I
I felt his breath on my skin like a feather tickle which startled me and made me jump out of my skin. I turned around sharply to face him, and unluckily ran into him. How the hell did he move so noiselessly. His hand of course automatically reached out to steady me, putting us in an even more dangerous pose. My breath got caught in my throat as I gawked at his handsome face like a fish out of water. I was so wrapped up in his enteral beauty that I forgot how much I disliked him. Him being who he is of course took advantage of my momentary lapse in concentration and kissed me. My whole body went still at the feel of his lips on mine. Push him away, he is not the one you want! My head screamed but my body was just too frozen to do a thing. Fallon! snap back to your senses! Frost roared in my mind, and I blinked back to consciousness to find myself entangled with Chase. I had my both arms behind his head, his hand was against my ass holding one of my leg up around his slim waist,