Chapter 8

Quinn POV

“She can do better than me too,” I mutter to myself as I make my way into the locker room. ‘Ash, what the hell man?’ Now he decides to shut up. His appearance tonight would explain some of my irritation and edginess tonight. Ash hadn’t shut up since Meg walked in. He kept flashing images of her on her knees sucking my dick, my head buried between her legs and the one that almost made me lose control. I had her under me screaming in pleasure. It was so real that I could feel her nails digging into my back and the tightness of her warm, wet pussy squeezing my cock as I drove into her. So when she said that she was going to call Matt I lost it. There was no way that he was going to experience what I had just been thinking about doing. No. Fucking. Way. I had her pinned to the door before I could even fully comprehend what I was doing. “You will not be calling him back.” I’m not sure who was more pissed me or Ash. I stood there holding her against the door trying to calm myself. Ash is ranting on about taking her now. About not letting anyone else have her. Doing the things he had just been showing me. I don’t know if this is normal. Why is he acting like she is already our mate? This is not what we were taught in school. His ranting and that amazing coconut scent are not making it easy. Why does she smell so good all of a sudden? She has always smelt like coconuts to me but not like this. The older she gets the stronger and more appealing it gets. I shift so that she won’t be able to tell how my body is reacting to her. All I want to do is crush my lips to hers, press every inch of her gorgeous body to mine. Run my hands over that perfect ass of hers. I want to know what it feels like to squeeze those globes as she puts her legs around my waist while I bury myself inside of her. Then as she screams my name in pleasure sink my fangs in marking her as mine. That thought was going too far and was enough to start clearing my brain. I slowly get my anger and lust-filled thoughts under control and place my forehead on hers. “You can do so much better than him, Meg. So much better.” I said turning away quickly before I do something I’m going to regret. I hear the main door close behind Meg. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding and slumped on one of the benches. Ash seems to have retreated again. Leaving me alone to try and make sense of what just happened. I rub my chest where she had put her hands earlier. I can still feel small tingles. What the hell does this all mean?

I headed back to my room had a shower then headed to the kitchen to get a snack. Opening the fridge I grab an apple and some cheese. I sit down at the kitchen island after getting a glass of water. Thinking that everyone else was already in bed I hadn’t expected to see and hear my Dad come down the stairs. “Can I join you?” He asks pointing to the seat next to me.

“Sure,” I say starting to get a little curious, normally he’d just sit.

“April told me that you left the movie early and had been antsy all night.” He says crossing his arms and leaning over on the counter in front of him. “Why?”

I shrug my shoulders. What do I tell him? Am I supposed to tell him that it’s getting harder and harder to keep my hands to myself? The only time that I feel calm is when I’m near Meg, but she also sends my whole body buzzing. I opted for the better of the reasons. “My wolf showed up tonight.”

Dad nods his head in understanding. “OK, I was wondering if it was because Meg has brought a date.” He says watching me out of the corner of his eye. I couldn’t stop the flinch that happened at the mention of ‘the date’.

Dad starts chuckling. “So it wasn’t just that your wolf showed.”

Looking down at the counter I shake my head no. “Ash was not happy that Matt was with Meg. He kept telling me keep to him away from her. Actually, Ash wanted me to keep all the males away from her.”

“What?” Dad puts his hand on my arm and waits for me to look at him. “Your wolf was upset that other males were near her.”

I nodded starting to get worried. “Ash was very insistent. He said that she would be a good mate, so I needed to keep her away from others. Even after I told him that Meg was a friend nothing more, not mate material for me. He kept putting inappropriate images in my head. He even started talking about marking her. How do I get him under control?”

“I’m at a loss on this one, Son. I didn’t grow up thinking of your Mom as a friend because we didn’t meet until after we were both eighteen. All I had to do was worry whether or not she was going to accept me after my wolf declared that he wanted her. I didn’t have the worry of destroying a friendship or in your case causing problems in the next group of ranked leaders. Because if things go wrong with you and Meg it could cause problems between you and Levi.” Dad says rubbing my shoulder.

“Dad that doesn’t help at all, in fact, it makes me even more scared.”

 Chuckling Dad says. “I know. I want you to think about this if you hadn’t grown up with Meg the way you have would you have agreed with your wolf that Meg would be make a good possible mate?”

I shrugged not knowing how to answer that. “She is pretty,” I stated. “She has the most beautiful ocean-blue eyes. You can just get lost in them and be happy to drown. Her body is nice and toned but soft at the same time and the power that you can see when she moves whether it is when she is sparring or just walking by. The sweet sound of her laughter, can fill a room and make you forget that there is anyone else around. This is always followed by a smile that is formed on those perfect lump lips that beg to be kissed.”

My ramblings are cut off by my Dad’s laughter. “Damn, you just answered my question without answering it.” I cocked an eyebrow in confusion. I had no idea what Dad was talking about. “The way you were describing her makes me think that you were already interested before your wolf even made an appearance. He was most likely picking up on your thoughts.”

“Did I say that all out loud?”

“Yes, you did. But Mac and I have had our suspicions for a while now. I know what I said about it possibly causing problems, but I’m not going to tell you to not let her know how you feel. Because you staying away from her as you have been may not be the best either.” He patted me on the shoulder as he stood up. “Just remember don’t jump into things and make sure it is what you both want.” At that, he headed back upstairs. I sat nursing my glass of water trying to make sense of what Dad had said. I know he was trying to be helpful without flat-out telling me what to do. I gathered the dishes placed them in the sink and headed for bed. I could still feel the tingles on my chest where Meg had touched me earlier. I lay down in bed staring at the ceiling absentmindedly rubbing the spot. I closed my eyes to be met with the images that Ash had been flashing in my mind before. This time I didn’t try and block them out. Instead, I combined them with my memories of what it felt like to have her in my arms tonight when I’d caught her, her coconut smell that had filled the gym, to stare into and get lost in her eyes. The feel of her breath as it had fanned across my chest as she spoke. I needed to figure this out because Dad was right, staying away from her hasn’t worked the way I had hoped. It has just made me miss and want her more.