The tension brought on by the heated exchanged between father and son lingered for few more minutes after ass left, and then it dissipated like smoke and things went back to normal. I would like to say his presence was missed but who am I kidding. His absence made my food travel down well, and I was able to relax. So did everyone at the table. Conservation started to flow smoothly again. I even found myself joining in here and there when they brought up something I have an idea about. The meal was approaching an end when Dustin spoke up again. Directing his words towards his father. "Father," he got his attention. The Alpha looked at him with question in his eyes. Dustin hesitated to speak. He looked as if struggling to spit out his words. I felt him look at me and returned his regard. The look in his eyes made me aware what he was about to say, and it caused nervous butterflies to erupt in my stomach. Will the Alpha and the Luna accept for me to stay with them? I was terrified to kn
The luna was right. I might be up and about on my feet, but that doesn't mean that I have recovered full strength. Still despite my weakened state I wanted to fight. The guilt inside was eating me alive. This is my fault, and fighting along side them will go a long way vindicating my guilt. I opened my mouth to argue when Dustin spoke. "Please Fallon, listen to my mother. We can handle the rogues." His brown eyes were pleading with me to listen, and he looked a little worried as if scared of something happening to me. Seeing his expression I didn't have the heart to be stubborn about this, so I sat down back while Dustin and his father made their way to the door, but not before the Alpha kissed his wife goodbye. Their tender exchange made my eyes wet as memories of my parents bombarded my mind. I prayed in my mind that what befell my pack isn't about to befall this pack. I don't know how long my worried eyes lingered on the door after Dustin and the Alpha left before the Luna's voi
A groan left helplessly from my lips at being disturbed. Right now all I craved was some peace and quiet, and not having to deal with any shit. Unless...The thought of this interruption being news about Dustin had me flying up from the bed and looking towards the door with hopeful expression on my face that immediately dashed to the ground like a shattering glass of water when I saw who was leaning against the door. His tall lean frame was poised against the door diagonally, and as usual he had this unreadable expression on his gorgeous face that is so unrevealing. I hated that I couldn't tell why he was here, but knowing him it can't be good. "I see you are happy to see me," he said in cool voice, lifting his body off the door frame and inviting himself further into the room. I should have put a do not disturb sign out on the door. How did he even know I was in the next room to his. Of all rooms, and having seen the size of this place, I am sure there is a lot, the luna had to put
Oopsies! I exclaimed as I stared out through Frost's eyes at the trap we just walked in. I mean, how did they know we will be here? Or maybe it was pure coincidence. Whatever one it was, Frost didn't like having rifles obviously filled with silver bullets pointed right at her. My girl let out a loud snarl that had the guys taking a step back in caution even though they were the ones with the guns. Looks like mine is bigger than theirs. Haha. Now, quit messing around Fallon. This is some serious shit, I scolded myself, while Frost kept keen eyes on the rogues. "Wo wo, what do we have here?" One of the men, a tall one with a long goatee, and an appearance like he hasn't washed for days,---judging from how bad he reeked hasn't ---said through a sly smirk, the look in his eyes making me shudder in revulsion. He was staring at me wolf like he wanted to gulp her up.Ew! dude, she is an animal, I made a face while Frost growled again, neither appreciating the dude taking liberties with his
That was Dustin. I wasn't the only one who felt the presence of the new arrivals. The rogues did, too, and they all grew nervous except for their leader, who still had a calm thinking expression on his scarred face. He has a nasty scar running down his left cheek, and one of his eyes is opaque like he lost his pupil or something else happened. Don't care, but it did give him a dangerous appearance. The other rogues looked at the leader for his decision, but he had all his attention on us. Frost and I did our best to keep on our feet despite the exhaustion we were facing and the deep gash on our side. I could feel her eyes growing blurring, but my better half will die first before she reveals a weakness to an enemy so we stood like we were ready to battle another dozens of them if that is what is required. Dustin smell grew stronger as him and his group drew nearer to us. His approaching presence is feeling Frost and I with joy, and I hope that perhaps we will live to fight another d
I would love nothing more than to expose that cold fish for his cruelty and funniest towards me, but then again, his threat still hung over my head. I slowly lifted my eyes to Dustin to see him watching me with eagerness and worry in his eyes. He was keen for the reason behind my foolish decision, and so is his mother. Seeing how much he cared made me want to protect him the more. He has shown his friendship and loyalty without even knowing who I was. He was a boy with a brave heart, and I feel guilty not just because of what we did but because of what I was doing. "Then stop." "How could I? He is the only hope that our pack has," I replied sadly to Frost. I didn't expect this amount of guilt, but then again, my loyalty lies with my pack and no one else. "I was feeling guilty." The words I whispered in a low voice, casting my gaze from everyone else. The room has actually cleared, and it is just Dustin, Nyx, and the doctor. I was glad to have some breathing space and having not to
His words ended the discussion on the topic. His words were all true, and there is no arguing that. I saw how hard it was for Dustin to give in, and that touched my heart. When his parents and the doctor left, he lingered. "I am sorry," he said quietly once we were alone. He looked like he had failed me somehow. I looked at him and then reached for his hand. I needed the contact. "Don't be," I whispered in the same tone, staring into his eyes. He didn't hold my stare for long. He looked away like he had something to hide. "What?"He shook his head with a mixed expression on his face like he was finding it difficult to put his thoughts into words. "Tell me," I begged. Encouraging him not to bottle it all inside. If I don't know what he is thinking, how can I help him. He left me hanging for a few more seconds before he slowly lifted his eyes to mine. His beautiful brown eyes were full of the troubles of his thoughts, whatever they were. "I feel helpless and angry inside," he blurted
The situation in the room was getting too volatile, and I needed to do something to diffuse it before Dustin said more words that could further hurt his relationship with his brother. No matter how much I dislike the prick, I wouldn't want him fighting with his brother on my account, and I know how much being this way was hurting Dustin. Chase might not care, but Dustin does. The only reason he reacted like this is because of me. "Guys, please stop," I said softly, but it barely made a dent in the tension between the brothers as they continued to stare angrily at each other. Chase combative stance dissolved, and his posture relaxed, but his eyes remained hard with his anger and hatred now directed at his brother. "You are right, brother of mine. I shouldn't pick a fight with you. After all, you are the one with the big bad wolf. And we both know that here having a beast inside you is all that matters. But take care, brother, that the situation doesn't change in the future," he smirke
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,