~Tyra’s Point of View~
I was in a large kitchen, and there was a she-wolf making me some hot tea, which I hadn’t even asked for, but now that I smelled it I wanted it.
“Here you go sweetie,” she said, putting the mug in front of me.
I quickly took it, grateful for something to hold onto. It was somehow comforting.
“Thank you,” I said, wondering what was going to happen now.
I heard heavy boots hitting the floor, someone was walking quickly, with purpose.
“Where is she,” I heard from the hall. Tyson… shit.
He came into view and he was dressed just like the
Morning came quickly, although I slept until nearly 11am by the clock on the side table. By the time I got up, Tyson was gone and a blonde she-wolf laid in his bed.“Good morning,” she said, beaming as I sat up.She was breathtaking, pure blonde hair and a perfect curvy body I kind of envied. Her face though, she was familiar…“Do you remember me Tyra? Ellie,” she said, sitting up.I gasped, holy crap it was Ellie! Ridge’s sister… and the girl that my father took as a hostage and made to swear a blood oath to marry Tyson. What the hell was she doing here?!“I take that as a yes,” she giggled.I threw off the covers and
“Baby this is Chance, he’s a Shadow Warrior and he’s going to take you to see Zach,” Ridge said, leading me outside to a yard. Obviously my mate was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen … but this guy … was … exotic? He was tall, clean shaven head. He was dark tanned almost golden, his eyes were almost … purple. He wasn’t extremely tall, maybe six feet, but he was a solid mass of muscle, he looked like he could pick up a car and throw it. He wasn’t a wolf, but he was mouth watering sexy. “What … what are you,” I asked curiously, not being able to help myself. I held Ridge’s hand. He grinned, a huge mouth of perfect white teeth. “I’m a weretiger,” he said, beaming with pride. “Whoa! Can I see sometime,” I asked. I
~Ridge’s Point of View~ “Dude what a fucking mess, I hate it for you,” Pike said, sitting down next to me. I was sitting on a dock at our lake, my feet were dangling over the edge, in the water. “I mean, she clearly wants me, especially finding out it’s all fake with him. I think seeing him again will actually be good for her, it’ll just make it more obvious what she has with me is not even close to whatever she feels for him,” I said, turning to look at Pike. “So is there a challenge or not,” he asked, confused. “I don’t even know. I want one, it’s the only way a guy like him is going to get it through his head,” I said. “Uhh, well when you're done he won’t have a head,” Pike laughed.
~Tyra’s Point of View~ I fluttered my eyes open, momentarily forgetting where I was since I seemed to be doing a lot of bed hopping lately. It was now Monday, and we had until next Wednesday for the challenge. It seemed like an eternity … way too long for so much uncertainty to hang in the balance. I did mean it though, about trying to see Zach again. I wasn’t sure now though if it was a good idea. If he knew I’d slept with Ridge he’d lose his shit. I felt Ridge’s arms around me, he was breathing lightly in my ear, spooning me. I had no clue what I’d really pictured for my first time, but last night was perfect. If I was being honest I had probably pictured my first time as rape, at least that’s what I’ve believed all these years. I let out a qui
Much to everyone’s shock I kept pace with all the men, my sprints, the weights, you name it. I mean obviously I didn’t lift as much as they did, but I still met all the same number of sets.It was damn hard not to constantly look at Ridge to see what he was thinking about it. Everytime I looked for him he was staring right at me. Even when he’d walk to the water cooler he’d be staring at me.“Where are all the she-wolves, quite a sausage fest in here,” I asked Ridge when we had a moment alone.He laughed, holding his stomach.“Baby they don’t care about this stuff. They have like aerobics and whatnot they do yoga out in the field, some might come watch their mates spar but the guys don’t like it, it's a di
🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️He walked me into a stand up shower, still inches from my face but not kissing me. He held me up with one hand and pulled the door shut, but still just stared at me. My body was completely on fire, on edge with anticipation. Little bastard.“You’re killing me,” I finally said.“Good,” he said.We stared into each other’s eyes as the spray hit us both, it was hot but that was just how I liked it.“You have no fucking idea how hot it was to watch you fight, especially with how good you are,” he said, finally kissing my neck.I moaned into him, putting my hands in his hair. He shoved me
~Ridge’s Point of View~I had never been more turned on in my life watching Tyra in the gym and it was torture. I did everything possible to not show how hard I was, especially since we weren’t alone. If we had been alone I’d have had her over every piece of equipment in there .., and believe me when I say I was visualizing the hell out of it. It was impossible not to.I kept walking around, doing everything to move and stay busy ...and not just stare at her, but it was impossible. Forrest was furious with me and I didn’t blame him. He wanted her marked immediately.When she said she wanted to fight I wasn’t happy at all. I had just gone through a mess to get her, and it still wasn’t even resolved. There was no way I could risk something stupid happening to her
~Tyra’s Point of View~Apparently the mall was about an hour drive off the pack lands. Nate was actually pretty damn chatty and it cracked me up.“So yeah, that’s what I look for when I’m fighting,” he said, trying to tell me about his skills.“I size up my opponents too, men are easy to read,” I said, waving my hand at him.“Oh? Do tell,” he said, curiously.I scoffed and feigned shock.“You want advice … from ME? A lowly new she-wolf,” I laughed, clutching my chest.“You’re not just any she-wolf as we both know,” he sa