It’s a 20-hour ride from where our pack is outside of Split Lake, Manitoba, Canada to Damien’s uncle’s cabin in Seely Lake, Montana. We make a few stops for food and pee breaks, but the majority of the time is spent on the road. We are tense the entire trip. I mean, who wouldn’t be? But the further we get from the pack, the better we feel. We threw our phones out of the car on the road outside of the school. Since then, we’ve had nothing but time. Time to get to know my mates. Each person that drove got to pick the music. The SUV they got us is fully tricked out. Heated seats and steering wheel, sunroof, Bose speakers, leather seats, tinted windows and internet. The note that had the address on it said that they would most likely be looking for a used car or something that we stole off the street. They were less likely to be looking for a brand new car. So, with the internet, we got Spotify. Each of us got our playlists. I got first go with the playlist. Lots of emo,
The 45-minute ride seemed to take forever. Long, meaningful glances went between the three of us and it wasn’t hard to see the rigid outlines of their erections in both of my mates’ pants. Both Casen and Severn had to roll their windows down as the smell of my arousal invaded the cabin of the SUV. I couldn’t help it. When you have a car full of gorgeous, muscled male in front of you, there’s no way that you won’t get aroused. Especially after the fiery kisses that we all had shared. The second that the cabin came into few, I began to strip. I wasn’t wasting time. Two low growls fill the inside of the vehicle. “What are you doing, Rin?” Case’s voice is low and husky. The sound seems to rumble from my toes directly to my clit. Pulling off my shirt, I throw it to the ground before reaching behind me to open my bra. Making sure to turn to face my mates, I undo the clasp and pull the bra off from the front. My breasts bounce free and the moan that escapes both of their mouths
The scents of my two mates mixed together, the flush on Rin’s cheeks, and the sound of Severn’s groans. Fuck! I don’t know if it’s possible to get any harder than this. I feel like my cock could cut a fucking diamond. It pulses and twitches almost in time with my galloping heartbeat. “Rin,” I call her attention to me. “Lay beside him. I want to see my mates all spread out for me.” She gives me a cheeky grin before laying down beside Severn. Rin spreads her legs wide, her glistening pussy shining in the light from the window. Severn’s cock has already come to life again, nearly completely hard at this point. Goddess, they are such a beautiful sight to see. Fuck! I want them. It isn’t long before they are touching each other, their hands roaming each other’s arms and legs. Nothing overtly sexual, but the tension is building. It won’t be long before they do and the delicious anticipation has me reaching for my cock. “I wanna watch you touch each other.” My voice is h
I accept my graded biology test from Ms. Pickett, flashing her a smile. That smile freezes and falters when I see my grade. An A-. I look at the test, my brow furrowing. “Bhakti, it’s still an A. No one is perfect. You did great, and you should be proud of yourself.” Ms. Pickett gives me a smile, but her eyes show her worry as to how I’m going to take this. She knows how important my grades are to me. She knows that my anxiety takes over. I had a major panic attack at the beginning of the semester when I had difficulties with an essay about cell specialization. I just didn’t understand the material.Ok, that’s not true. I just was having a lot of trouble differentiating between smooth and rough endoplasmic reticulums. But then it spiraled. If I didn’t understand basic high school biology, how would I be able to understand college biology? If I couldn’t understand biology, I wouldn’t be able to get into medical school. And then I’d never be a doctor and take over my fa
“Move your ass, recruit!” Drill Sergeant Moss screams at my buddy and beta-to-be, Nick. “Get your ass up over that Goddess-damned wall!” We are completing ‘The Crucible,’ the 54-hour long hell that all Marines have to go through in order to graduate boot camp. We are in an all-werewolf unit, separate from all the other recruits here on Paris Island, but the males and she-wolves are still separated, just like in the regular bootcamp. Werewolves have a long history in the military and there are several high ranked wolves throughout all branches, some even working in the White House. It’s the only reason that we haven’t been outed, especially since our healing abilities, endurance, and strength are so much different than a human’s. I have seen Bhakti Paribartana, the little she-wolf that handed my ass to me in the middle of biology class nearly two years ago. She was a year behind me in school, but she was so fucking smart that she surpassed me and my classmates and graduated a
1 year later… I have always wanted to be a Marine. My parents found out that they were mates, made friends from packs all over the country, and had some of their favorite stories and adventures during their time in the Marines. They had always told me and my siblings how much they loved their time there. It was the main reason that I wanted to go into the military. It is the branch that most weres go into because of our extensive strength, along with our combat and healing abilities.At the same time, I want to work in the field of medicine. Typically, the Marines don’t train medics. We work with Navy Corpsmen, who become sort of honorary Marines. They are the ones that care for Marines in the field. To become a Marine, I can’t be a medic, and vice versa.But we wolves are in a unique position. We can’t have others knowing who and what we are. And my time in the Corps coordinated with an auspicious time for what I wanted to do. There was a shortage of wolves that wanted to
It took me a long time to get past my kiss with Bhakti. And the resounding slap after. My buddies gave me shit over it for the longest time. But… Bhakti is someone special to me. She has been for years. I’ve watched her for a long time, fascinated by her intellect and her drive. Even as a young pup, there was something special about her. I remember when I was seven and I fell out of a tree. I had been playing hide and seek with several of the other pups and thought that they’d never find me in a tree. I hadn’t expected that the branch would break beneath my weight. I landed badly. Like REALLY badly. I broke my left arm in two places and my left leg, as well as spraining my right wrist and right ankle. Bhakti, who had been hiding in the brush not far from the tree I was in, ran over to me at the sound of the crash and my screams of pain. At the age of six, she took charge and got me to the pack hospital. She had the game called to a halt, sending some of the pups to
I deploy to Fallujah a week after I get my orders. Luckily, my parents and siblings are able to come to say goodbye. This deployment is 13-months, so I’ll be gone for quite a while. My family is understandably concerned. When my parents were in the Corps, there wasn’t major bloody and long lasting war like the one that is happening in Iraq right now. This is going to be a very dangerous mission and it's completely possible that I won’t come back. It seems to affect my dad, in particular. As they are leaving my father pulls me into a long and extremely tight hug. He doesn’t say anything and I barely hear the sobs that begin to rack his body. But I feel them. Right down to my soul, I feel my father’s fear for me. It’s almost like our roles are reversed. I have to calm and comfort my father, letting him know that, while I’m going to be very active in the Corps’s mission throughout my time there, I wouldn’t be near the fighting. I will be treating those that fight, but I wi