Stretching my back as I rub my eyes awake, I find Ari sound asleep on my chest. We didn't move from where we fell asleep last night. I have to admit she surprised the hell out of me last night. I had noticed she was getting more handsy, bolder with her moves, and always asking for a little more each time we did something together. It was a lot of making out and touching each other's bodies like horny teenagers in their parent's basements. I didn’t mind it, though, as I had never experienced it myself as a teenager. It wasn’t because I didn’t have girls to sleep with. That was never the issue. I didn’t want to form attachments, so I did my best not to kiss or make out with other girls. I didn’t cuddle after I fucked them. I used them for their bodies as they used me for mine. I always knew none of them was my soulmate. None of them were going to be my familiar. Ari has always been the only woman I’ve let myself grow
Entering the old-timey dinner that looks like it’s still in the seventies, we are told to sit wherever we want by the red-headed waitress. Ari and I take a booth in the back. I like to be a little hidden. The headed waitress, who looks like she is in her mid-forties, heads over to us. The over amount of wrinkles on her face tells me she’s a heavy smoker, and the scent of cigarette smoke surrounds her. I don't even need Ari’s heightened senses to smell it.“What can I get, you kids?” She asks in a raspy voice that once again confirms the number of cigarettes she smokes.“Coffee, black, please,” I answer.“I’ll have coffee too, but cream and sugar, please,” Ari says sweetly.The waitress no
After eating dinner at the diner, we head to the log cabin. There is snow on the mountain, and I can see that Ari is excited. I’m sure Sasha is looking forward to playing in the snow. The log cabin is small; it has four rooms. The kitchen and living room are completely open. The living room has a large fireplace and a loveseat couch in front of it. The kitchen has full-size appliances and a small dining area with a square table with four chairs. The backroom is the bedroom with the attached bathroom. There is a queen-sized bed and a nightstand on either side, and a dresser. There’s a small closet in the bedroom. The bathroom has a shower stall only, and it’s only big enough for one person. There’s a sink and toilet with a mirror cabinet over the sink. The cabin is small and practical. There is a closet in the living room stocked with some weapons.Ari gets to putting the food
“It’s been two months, Liam!” I scream at him as I slam my fists down on his desk. Liam jumps, startled. We had my Luna ceremony shortly after Ari left with Zane. Zane has thrown a monkey wrench into my plan, which pissed me off. Ari was supposed to die that day. We had it all set up perfectly. We would say that she was part of the attack, and no one would question it. Then fucking Zane shows up demanding Ari as she is his familiar. It figures that bitch would escape her death. I hate Lycans with passion, but I really hate Ari’s bloodline. Her bloodline and my bloodline are mortal enemies. Our bloodlines have hated one another for centuries that goes back to the original Lycans and werewolves. I’ve known what Ari was for a while now. I befriended her, hoping maybe she would feed my secrets about the Lycan's plans so I could give the information to
Waking in Zane’s arms is pretty nice. He’s still asleep. I can tell from his even breathing and lower heart rate. I carefully untangle myself from his arms. I go to my bag and grab black leggings and a solid dark red tunic top. I don’t even bother putting panties or a bra on. We will be training in the snow today which means Sasha will be out to play. The fewer clothes I have to shed during transformation, the better. Sasha’s thick coat of fur will keep us warm in the snow.Heading to the kitchen, I start making a pot of coffee and gather ingredients for pancakes. Once the mix is made, I fire up a skillet and start making them. I grab the butter and some of the syrup we bought out and set it on the table. I start frying up some sausage links and bacon. We will need a big breakfast with the energy we are both about to burn training. Zane does get worn out towards the end of the
After breakfast, Zane helps me clean up, and then he goes to dress in some warm clothes. Sasha is pressing forward, ready to play in the snow. The greedy wolf wants more time to show off to Zane. Sasha enjoys prancing around for Zane. She follows his orders better than I do. Zane treats her like a fucking lap dog, and Sasha loves it like the giant puppy she secretly is. Zane comes out in black jeans, a black winter jacket, a black beanie, black gloves, and black boots.“Are you ready for the snow?” I tease as I strip, thinking I’d rather change where it’s warm.“Watch that smart mouth of yours, Pet. I can punish you in sexy ways now. Don’t forget that only I can give you what you desire.” He winks at me.I roll my eyes. Zane loves our back and forth just as
Zane and I spent a blissful almost two weeks in the log cabin. We even have a routine. We get up and make breakfast together. Then we train out in the snow, and by we, I mean Sasha, while I stay safely warm locked inside my head. Sasha and I are on better terms, but I’m still upset with her for withholding shit. I know she is wise and whatnot. I’m sure she has her reasons, but I’m still not thrilled.After training, Zane and I head inside. I cook dinner, and then we spend the night having sex if we are up for it or cuddling. I do miss showering with Zane. The shower here is far too small for us both. Honestly, Zane barely fits in the stall himself. I’m average height at five-five, but Zane is at least a head or so taller than me.Tomorrow our little bliss ends as we go to the city. Somehow supernatural drugs are being given t
Oh, crap, I’m in for it, but I also have a feeling the reward part is going to blow my mind. Damn alpha males and their ability to shut you up with just a look, pleasure, or tone. I’m starting to forget what I was even mad at him about. He’s teasing me but is slowly moving faster. Zane’s one hand holds my hands above my head. He’s watching me, enjoying the bliss he is putting me in. I’ve started moving my hips. He knows exactly how to touch me, and the problem is I’m getting close. Zane knows I am, but I’m trying not to cum. Thankfully Zane stops rubbing my clit and inserts two of his fingers inside me.After a few moments, his thumb goes back to rubbing my clit while his fingers move in and out of me. I’m completely at his mercy, and I love it. I trust Zane so much that I don’t care what he does to me because I know he will never hurt me. H
Ari’s vision is concerning. I wrote to my father and brother in my journal. They agreed I should talk to Death to make sure I was truly meant to stop Ari’s vision from happening. I know I can. I'm skilled at necromancy, I can save all the humans who die, and I think they all will die. It’s a mass murder and a huge issue. Time to pay a visit to Death himself. The one person I dread talking to.Shadows come around me, and within seconds, I’m in his realm in his throne room. The hooded figure sits on his throne made from bones. Death’s silver-gray eyes glow under the black hood. He’s in a full black robe with jagged sleeves. The room is all black stone, lit by fire on the walls in torches. Shadows swirl around. I’ve seen his true form before, but I’d rather not stare into the face of Death as he’s a scary fucker. Death holds his silver and black scyt