Perrin
I had returned to the Lodge after dealing with Kira earlier, thoughts filled with her and alcohol and Ethan and Jasmine.
Ugh. I didn’t want to think anymore. I just needed to punch something.
Beta Mark greeted me as I exited the locker room.
“Ready for some sparring?”
“Damn straight.”
I spent two rounds with Beta and Alpha Challengers of the Ididorahd pack. As our neighbors, they were well trained and eager to see what we were made of. The recent permissions between our Alphas caused a healthy sense of competition and rivalry. Only one gave me a serious run for my money, but I blame the cramp in my leg for my loss of speed that round.
PerrinAfter my third shower of the day, I made my way back to the packhouse. It was a little after 5:00. I had time to try and find my father, then pick up Lo for our “date.”PERRIN: You’ll be ready by 6:00?LO: Um, sure. Can you drop me off at the library?PERRIN: We’re supposed to be on a date.LO: I thought you were supposed to be going out with Jaz?PERRIN: Change of plans. I’ll explain later.LO: Fine. Where are we going?PERRIN: Have you been to the pie
Perrin“Right on time!”“As duty calls.”Lo strode across the packhouse lobby in jeans and a light jacket. She had an effortless way of looking chic and casual at the same time. I wondered vaguely if she’d eventually rub off on Kira, who preferred tight, black, and ripped everything. It drives Ethan--who’s usually preppy despite his motorcycle--quite crazy. Sometimes it’s amazing to think that they’re twins.“Ready to roll?”“We aren’t taking the motorcycle again, are we?”“Nah, I actually thought we’d walk.”“Walk?”
KiraMy head is still pounding and it had already started to get dark out. Shit. How much had I really drank? How much had I slept? I was starving. My mother had no sympathy for me and before I could even tell her about Jason, had left to head to the infirmary to see Ethan. I hadn’t had the energy to call for room service. That wasn’t a regular privilege at the pack house, but occasionally Dina would take pity on me and entertain the notion.I slid into a pair of yoga pants and a hoodie, donning sunglasses despite being indoors. The fluorescent lights of our hallways could be a real bitch.I contemplated the elevator but the speed and lift of the motion made my stomach turn just thinking about it. Maybe I’d have greasy pizza. Or break
PerrinI hadn’t actually ever been nervous for patrol before. Well, not at least since the first time I ever did it. I ran my first patrol with my dad and Beta Mark. We had shifted just before sundown, ran for hours in wolf-form, and it was amazing. I had never looked back. Patrol was a pack obligation that I really enjoyed fulfilling. It felt like the most natural part of being in the pack, really. At least until the Sacred Call.Except for tonight, I wasn’t looking forward to it at all. Not that I didn’t mind a challenge. But something was just so… unsettling, about Justin.I made my way back down after I had changed to the packhouse steps. Gamma Janas was already checking the patrol in and giving orders.“Ah yes, Alpha Dauphin, you’ll be wit
Perrin“Jaz, what are you doing here?”She was wearing a spaghetti-strapped slip, material thin enough to be see-through. Her full breasts were on clear display fabric, dark nipples already taught peaks beneath as they stretched the thin material across them.My arousal was instant, and she eyed me up and down from the bed.“Well?” she mused. “Aren’t you glad to see me?”“Obviously.” I motioned at my shorts. “But I thought you had to work?”“I did. And I decided your bed was a better place to study…”I took a step closer to the bed. “Study… is that what w
Perrin I had grabbed clothes from the floor of my bedroom, dashing down the hall. I jammed my fingers into the elevator as Kira rushed up behind me, shouting over my shoulder. “How long has he been awake?” “Mom just got the call. Minutes, maybe? She headed over when I came up to tell you.” I jammed the elevator button again. It was too damn slow. I headed for the stairs, Kira on my heels. Jaz slammed my bedroom door behind her, dressed in one of my hoodies and a pair of my old gym shorts. The three of us pounded down the stairs, my heart pounding even harder. ** The car ride to the infirmary had been a blur. My father had already driven over with Beta Mark and Mistra, having sent Charlie back to
Leila There was a sharp rapping knock on my door. I was already awake and had been anticipating my alarm, but the in-person wake up call was not welcome. “Go away!” I yelled at the door. “Are you decent?” My father’s voice was muffled by the door. “Yes, come in,” I growled. My father was fully dressed, but once again looking ragged. While he was clearly a morning person, he lacked attention to his appearance. Of course appearances weren’t everything, but it did carry weight for a Beta. I shoved myself up to a seated position, swiping hair out of my face. “What?” I tried not to sound exasperated, but it was shortly after 5 a.m. “I thought you would wa
LeilaThe hallways felt sterile; the fluorescent lights were harsh on my eyes. I followed Lorrie down a hallway up to a door of a private room.“He’s in here.”I pushed open the door gently, not sure if he really was awake.A healer was checking charts on one side of the bed. “I’ll be gone in just a moment. He’s in the process of waking. You have excellent timing.” Her smile was warm, large purple scrubs supporting pens, gloves stuffed in pockets, and other typical materials of a healer on rotation. I glanced at her nametag. Naineeve.“Thank you.” I said. Waiting patiently for her to leave, I sat myself down in the chair beside Ethan--the