Aláine's Point of View
I wished he wasn't so close to me; it was truly hard to focus. When he brought his face close to mine, I could feel his breath lightly on my face.
I must have been blushing by now. I certainly felt like my face was as red as a beetroot.
Shaking my head, I said, "That's no indication. Every woman in the club is probably attracted to you. You are a walking candy store of attraction."
It was Kristof's turn to chuckle now, which was unnerving because he was so damn sexy. I ought to make a mental note that he certainly was a walking candy store, and I had a sugar craving.
Again, I tried to shake my head to try and dispel the effect he was having on me. It wasn't working very well.
Taking a deep breath and with a slightly audible quiver in my voice, I said to Kristof, "I am not going with you tonight. I have a life.
Well... I have a part-time job and a pet, and that's my life. If you want me, take me on a date. We need to get to know each other first."
Kristof sat back and we stared at each other for a while. He didn't look happy, but I was determined and hoped I showed it.
It must have worked because he finally chuckled and said, "Fine! Will you join me for a drink and supper tonight, and dinner tomorrow night? I will court you as you deserve."
Smooth! There was no way out of that one. I couldn't back down and say no now.
Then I turned to Tyra, "Is this why you haven't returned my calls or contacted me for about a year now?"
Tyra looked down, embarrassed (as she should be), and nodded.
"I wouldn't care what you were or who you loved," I continued, "You are my family, my only family."
"Hmmph," said Zara, "I'm pretty much family too."
I looked at Tyra, "My only blood family" then looked back at Zara. "Better now?"
Zara nodded and smiled, then went back to talking to Noah.
Tyra and my mothers were twins who had also married twins. Interestingly, neither set of parents had given birth to twins, but our mothers had been pregnant simultaneously. I was two days older than Tyra and we were raised like sisters rather than cousins.
Our parents did almost everything together and were together when a truck ran a red light and crashed into them all, leaving both of us without parents.
It had been just over three years now, and when Tyra disappeared, it had left a large gaping wound. Maybe we could begin to heal that. Maybe. I have a lot of hurt to get past.
Kristof ordered his driver to take us to an upscale bar where we could get to know each other. It was less noisy and more private than the nightclub.
The evening's conversation was more small talk than anything else, but it allowed me the chance to observe Kristof. I kept looking to see if anything in his looks or actions would indicate he was a werewolf.
Other than continuously stroking my wrist and staring at me as if I were dessert he wanted to consume, he was the perfect gentleman. At the end of the evening, Kristof insisted on dropping Zara and me home.
When we got inside, I looked at my flatmate and said, 'Other than your little outburst there, you were very quiet tonight. That is unlike you. At least tell me what you think I should do."
Zara looked at me, shook her head, and said, "Personally, I think you made the only choice. He's certainly a looker, and he appears to have a decent personality. But going slow is more your speed." Zara burst out laughing, "I hooked up with a werewolf! Grrr! Oh my god… I said "grrr" to a werewolf!"
"And I'm going on a date with one."
We both collapsed on the couch, giggling like little children. My dog Axel jumped about, attempting to lick our faces, which made our giggling worse.
I finally crawled into bed in the early hours of the morning. My reaction to Kristof had unnerved me. Him merely looking at me had aroused me in a way I'd never felt before. He was right; I was drawn to him. I was just stunned by how much I was attracted to him.
Punching my pillow a few times, I realised that I couldn't sleep. I needed a release, so my fingers slipped into my pyjama shorts, feeling for my swollen sex. It felt good as I brought myself to climax, but I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like with someone else. More specifically, what it would be like with Kristof. Maybe, even what it will be like?
Cassandra's Point of View Tyra and I went clubbing as usual. This was our little nightclub where we met for the first time. We were sitting at a table close to the dance floor, hanging out with some friends. The nightclub had the added bonus of being owned by the Midnight Werewolf Pack. Not the same as my brother's pack, but one of the packs swearing allegiance to the Kingdom of the Grey Moon. "Speak of the Devil," I said under my breath. I could just make out my brother Noah and Alpha Kristof. I was proud that Noah was Alpha Kristof's Beta. They had just finished talking to Alpha Lucas, who owned the club and ran the city-based pack. "What was that?" responded Tyra. "I was just thinking of Noah, and who should I see?" I answered. Tyra smiled at me. "Oh shit! What is she doing here?" she exclaimed. "What's up, my love?" I asked. "I've just seen my cousin Aláine," answered Tyra. "She's here with Zara." "Is that the Zara who has been hooking up with Noah?" I asked, smiling.
Aláine's Point of View It was morning time all too soon, as I slowly opened my eyes and stretched. I was drained, bordering on exhausted, when I sat in the kitchen holding my first cup of coffee for the day. Every last detail I could remember from last night has been running through my mind, not to mention some highly erotic moments involving Kristof. They hadn't actually happened, but I wished they had. Damn, he was sexy, and there was no doubt that I was attracted to him. Who wouldn't be? So what did happen last night? Everything seemed surreal. This incredibly sexy, attractive specimen of manhood had walked into my life and said we were destined to be mated forever. To top it off, this was all determined by some obscure Moon Goddess. I was not a religious person whatsoever. Typically, my warning bells would be going off majorly, but for some strange reason, they weren't. Still sitting at the kitchen table, now nursing a lukewarm cup of coffee, I found my mind focusing back on
Zara's Point of View Aláine and I sat in her bedroom while she went through her wardrobe. Yay! My BFF was going on a date tonight, and I was absolutely thrilled for her. Aláine didn't go out much and didn't date anyone after the issues with her ex-boyfriend, Marc. She often turned guys down that I wouldn't have. Well, at least until I met Noah. Marc was an arsehole because she wouldn't sleep with him. Now she was going out with this gorgeous-looking guy, who was a werewolf. "I'm dating a werewolf," Aláine said incredulously. "I'm going on a date. Seriously, what the fuck am I doing?" "You will be fine," I replied. "Werewolf or not, Kristof seems like a nice guy. I know Noah is, so I am sure he is too." "But I don't date!" she exclaimed. "Hold on, are you nervous because he is a werewolf or because you are going on a date?" I asked. "Yes!" she said nervously. At this point, I was trying not to laugh at her. She really needed to get out more and realise that not every guy was li
Aláine's Point of View The next night, I looked at myself in the mirror from the front and side views. "Here I go again," I said to Zara, "dressing in clothes that are really out of my comfort zone and showing too much leg and chest." I turned and looked at Zara, "Maybe I should wear my usual jeans and see if that turns him off." "Don't you dare!" scolded Zara. "Every girl should have a little black dress. You look better in my clothes than I do. Good thing I'm your best friend, or I'd be very jealous of you." "I love you too, girlfriend," I replied. This little black dress is too short as far as I am concerned and shows far too much leg. "I'd never buy fabulous clothes like these," I answered. "Thank you for letting me use your wardrobe... again." There was a knock on the door, and Axel went wild, barking and jumping. Zara went downstairs and opened the door. "Your walking candy store is here, Aláine!" she called, laughing. I could hear Kristof's voice, although I couldn't he
Kristof's Point of View I noticed her body react after I hinted at sex. Not only did her eyes widen, but so did her pupils. My wolven aspects could smell her body's delicious reaction. As I sat back, I smiled, knowing I had succeeded in turning her on. Of course, my body also reacted, and I was glad the table cloth hid my hardening, and I will admit my somewhat prominent, bulge. Both my wolf and Lycan wanted to fuck her right here and now. My human side was battling them for dominance because it would be totally inappropriate to give in to that impulse in a crowded restaurant. My human side would have most likely given in if we were in private. "Excuse me, sir, if I may serve your dinner now?" The interruption by the waiter brought me back to reality. I needed to take a deep breath to control my anger at being disturbed by another male and turned to look up at the man. I simply nodded, not trusting myself to say anything. During the main course, conversation about the three werew
Aláine's Point of View The following morning arrived too soon. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I left to take Axel for a run. I had already fed Axel, but I would have my breakfast afterwards. Who wanted to run on a full stomach? I was tired for two reasons. The main one was because I sat up late talking with Zara about everything I had discovered about werewolves. Zara was also pleased that werewolves weren't the horrible scary monsters of the movies, although she was not sure of the Lycan aspect. She still wanted to continue seeing Noah, werewolf or not. "I wonder if Noah will find his mate like Kristof?" she said sadly, "then I guess we won't be hooking up." I shrugged and gave her a big hug. Since Zara hadn't seen anyone else since she had first had sex with him, I suspected that she had feelings for Noah and that their relationship was more than a hookup. Not that Zara would admit it to herself or to anyone else. That was so essentially Zara. At dinner last night, Kristof al
Aláine's Point of View I had run around the park once, but Axel still needed more running. As usual, I had a tennis ball in my pocket for him. While we were playing our game, I noticed a man standing close to me watching both me and Axel. "What a lovely dog he is," the man stated, "a husky, right?" "Yes," I replied. "I'd often thought of getting a dog. Do Huskies make good pets?" he asked. "Yes," I replied again. I had a good look at the guy speaking to me. He was handsome, I supposed, but not like Kristof. I found my natural inclination to compare any man to Kristof amusing since I had only just met him. I was not sure I liked the look of this guy. There was something off about him, but I couldn't put my finger on it. He was attractive enough; I'd give him that, but there was more to someone than good looks. He lacked whatever that was, so I didn't smile at him. I simply ignored him, hoping he would get the hint, as I continued playing with Axel. I moved away from him when he
Noah's Point of View Kristof asked me to arrange protection for Aláine. Since he's my Alpha and in the direct line to the throne, he wanted to ensure his mate was protected. Nothing was likely to happen, but he needed her to have extra protection as she was not staying on pack lands or in the pack house. I wholeheartedly agree with his reasoning, so I decided that the first proper watch would be Michel and me so that we could get an idea of what her day was like. After that, we would arrange a rotation of guards. We had been sitting in the Ute since about 4 am, as we had asked two of the pack's fighters to watch from when Kristof dropped Aláine off after their date. We figured that nothing was likely to happen since they had only gone on their first date. So far, the two fighters had nothing to report. No one had gone in or out of the house, and no one had parked since they had arrived. "So I hear you've been hooking up with the new Luna's friend. Zara isn't it?" asked Michel. "Y