Heheh.... Reid has definitely met his match with Taryn! I know some of you are a little annoyed with Reid right now and his mindset of rejecting her, but I promise you Taryn is going to make him work for it later. Don't forget to comment, like, or vote if you are enjoying Reid's book so far! Lots of love, Allie
REID POVI inhale so fast I swallow my tongue and choke on my own saliva. My hands white knuckle the steering wheel, and my eyes water as I struggle to breathe and clear my throat from the spit that doesn’t belong there.Because the first thought that entered my mind after she said that was what it would be like to do that with her. To her. How would she taste? What sounds would she make? How would her face look as I brought her right to the edge and then pulled away, over and over again, until she begged me to let her finish? Would she writhe and roll her hips against my face, seeking more friction, forcing me to hold her in place so I could pleasure her the way I want, or would she be a good girl and hold still until I told her she could come?She stares at me from the passenger seat, her eyes twinkling with mischief, her hand in front of her mouth to cover her smile as she waits for my answer. My dick hardens again, and thank the goddess I am sitting down and can hide it easier tha
REID POVOur drive back to Crescent Lake is uneventful. We chat the entire time, but it is mindless, mostly questions about mundane things like movies, food, and music. But I am not really paying much attention to the conversation.Instead, I am focused on her, on her presence and her scent, on how it fills up my car. I find myself glancing at her as she talks, watching her as she stares out the passenger window and watches the trees as we pass by them. I am thinking of how that sweet peony, strawberry, and peach aroma will linger in my car for days, and the conflicted emotions that thought elicits in my heart, soul, and brain.My heart beats for her. Every drum of the organ pumping blood through my body since the moment I realized she was mine has been for her. Not because I want it to be, but because that is what the mate bond does. Turns wolves into saps.And my soul — my soul longs for her. Both the wolf part and the human part.But my brain? My brain is the only part of me that is
“There he is!” my dad exclaims, walking towards me with a broad smile, his blue eyes twinkling.His hair is clean and styled, his beard is trimmed and neat, and there isn’t a trace of imbalance in his aura. Today is a good day, then.Thank Selene.I force a smile back and close the door behind me just as he reaches me and roughs up my hair. “Where have you been, buddy?”“Oh, I was at Brewed Awakenings.”“With Taryn?” Seb asks, glancing at me as he buttons up his shirt.“Who is Taryn?” my dad asks, his brow furrowed.“Is that the girl you had to go on a date with?” Wesley asks, straightening his bow tie under his neck.“You went on a date?” My dad’s brow furrows even more.“It was just a one-time thing,” I say, shouldering by him to join Nolan at the rack of suits on the other side of the conference table. “It doesn’t sound like a one-time thing if you went to coffee with her too,” my dad points out.I huff out a sigh and shake my head. “She’s just a friend. I’m helping her train for
TARYN POVI can’t believe I did that. I can’t believe I kissed him.Sure, it was only a kiss on the cheek. And sure, he said it didn’t count, that it wasn’t breaking the rules, since we’re not fucking or haven’t fucked or…or…whatever — but fuck.I don’t know what came over me. What possessed me to lean across the center console in his mustang and press my lips to his cheek? Maybe it was how helpful he’d been, finding that law for me and making sure I knew about it. Maybe it was the extra cookies he bought me because I liked them so much. Maybe it was because everything was just so damn easy with him, so natural.Or maybe it’s because I am just a crazy person. Or a glutton for punishment. Or both.“It’s fine, Taryn,” I say for the thousandth time as I pull into the parking lot in front of the Silver Ridge packhouse. “He said it was fine, so it’s fine. Totally fine.”And it was fine. It was more than fine. His cheek under my lips was warm, his scent inviting and comforting as I invaded h
TARYN POVMy alarm blares, pulling me out of a dead sleep. My body is heavy, nestled into my bed under my warm, down comforter. On a normal day, I would press snooze on my alarm and let it wake me up again in five minutes. And then another five minutes. And then another. On a normal day, I would hunker down into my cushiony bed and savor its warmth and comfort until the last second.But today isn’t just a normal day. Today is an important day. Today will set everything in motion for the future I have been working for, the future I deserve.I roll over onto my back and take several long, deep, focused breaths before I get up and start getting ready. I quickly change, pulling on leggings and a white top similar to the one I wore yesterday while training with Reid. I remove my pink satin bonnet, and since I just did my hair last night, I leave my twists alone and just pull a section of them up and out of my face, then slip on a head wrap — my favorite tie-dye pink one — for good luck.As
Hey Allie Cats! I just wanted to let you know there will most likely not be any updates this week. I severely misjudged the amount of time and energy needed to get The Alpha's Pen Pal ready for print. I spent over 30 hours this last weekend working on a final reread and formatting, and it still isn't quite finished. Needless to say, I didn't get much writing done on this book at all. I am unfortunately only one person trying to release my first book pretty much by myself, and after this weekend I am one tired writer. I will for sure be back with updates next Monday (October 2nd). If I can, I will post chapters later this week, but I don't want to make any promises I can't keep. But regular updates (MWF and occasionally Saturday) will start up again next Monday! Thank you for your support and your understanding while I get my feet back under me after this crazy busy weekend of editing and formatting!
TARYN POVThe silence that settles over the pack grounds after my declaration is heavy and pressing. Everyone on the training field freezes, their eyes locked on us, their breath held, their bodies frozen as they wait for him to react.“Excuse me?” Dominic asks, taking a step towards me again, blinking and shaking his head. “What did you say?”“You heard me,” I say.He scoffs and storms back over to me, his gray eyes flashing. “You can’t do that. You can’t just make demands like that.”“I can, actually. I am well within my rights to demand a warrior challenge.”“Says who?”“WL-176.59. Section B. As long as they have gone through a complete warrior training program, a pack transfer can compete in an official warrior challenge at their new pack to be granted warrior status. Once initiated, the challenge must be given within two weeks, or the werewolf will automatically be granted a position among the warriors of the pack.”“You’re lying,” he growls, staring down at me with a glare.“She’
REID POV For the second time this week, I pace the training grounds, waiting for Taryn to arrive. The last two days spent apart from her were even worse than the first two days I spent apart from her. My wolf was even more on edge, and I had to stop myself from snarling, growling, or snapping at more people than I care to admit. But I hadn’t heard one word from her. Not one. No text or phone call, nothing letting me know how everything went when she spoke to her alpha about the warrior challenge. I refrained from texting her — no news must mean good news, and I didn’t want to be too forward or come across as possessive and controlling — but I was dying to know. And my wolf wouldn’t calm down until we saw her again — until we could smell her again. Her scent had all but vanished from my mustang — my plan of not driving it at all was in vain, because her scent still dissipated into almost nothing. I couldn’t sleep. Not at home, or in any of the other places I had taken to crashing in