ALPHA LEDGER’S POV: Alpha Stoll and I left the group and walked toward the school to retrieve our vehicles and go home. Alpha Ford’s pack, Moonbeam, shared a border with the school, so it wasn’t a long walk. I felt like I was making progress with Stoll. He wasn’t ignoring me. He had opened up to me
“Yeah,” he said, and my heart skipped a beat. He could have said he didn’t need me to accompany him. The idea that he may want to extend our time together made hope shoot through me. We adjusted our course and walked toward the school in silence. I didn’t know what to say. I wanted this to last as
ALPHA LEDGER’S POV: After a moment, Stoll guided me backward until my back hit the side of a row of lockers. He reached down and lifted my shirt. I raised my arms as he pushed it up. He threw the shirt onto the bench, then grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head. I felt like a beggar, gratef
I brought my face down and opened my eyes. Stoll looked shocked and utterly aroused. As if just holding my member was the best experience of his life. “Your hand feels so good on me,” I said to encourage him. He looked up at me, his pupils blown. “May I?” I asked. He nodded, and I slid my hand b
ALPHA STOLL’S POV: “See you around?” Cyrus growled in my head. “Is that really what you said? Like that wasn’t the best experience of our lives? Like we don’t care if we ever see him again?” “I don’t need this right now, Cyrus,” I interrupted his rant. I felt bad enough about it. “Someone has to
“Have a seat. What’s on your mind?” Amanda was still wringing her hands as she sat. She had alabaster skin, but she looked especially pale. “Um, you said that the goddess makes same sex mates, right? And that if she does, then it’s okay to be gay, right?” “Yes.” Nervous energy shivered through m
She shook her head. “If you change your mind, I’ll set something up, okay?” “Okay.” “I’m going to make this pack a safe place to be openly gay. You don’t have to come out, but it will be safe if you want to.” “Hypocrite,” Cyrus muttered in my mind. “I see the irony, Cyrus. Be quiet. I’m busy,”
ALPHA STOLL’S POV: I quickly wrote down a list of tasks before I forgot them, then went down to the dungeon. The old timers were all there, pitching fits, and my warriors were holding them back. “Alright,” I called out. “Everyone settle down and back up.” The group quieted and made space. “Why