What day huh? And its far from over!
~Sawyer’s Point of View~ “Put me down you damn brute,” she shouted, wiggling underneath my arm. *Not a chance,* my wolf, Remy chuckled. He was beside himself, why wouldn’t he be? I made my way through the woods, toward the creek that ran behind my little cabin. She reeked of Drake and even though I certainly didn’t hate the male I couldn’t stand it. Did she love him? They’d clearly had sex or something close to it for her to smell this strongly. She was also in heat, and being less than a mile from Venom this was far from ideal. The water would help mask it but only for a bit. I wonder how she’d feel about being covered in mud? That’s what I should do. Would I let her go and send her back into the center? Fuck no. I had to find out first if she did fuck him or not. If she’s in heat and they did… I wasn’t sure how I’d cope with that. Drake had begged me to come into the center and meet her. I blew it off. Admitting that I had some fault in this didn’t sit well with me. This is why
~Lola’s Point of View~ I bounced over Sawyer’s shoulder like a damn rag doll. He seemed to be obsessed with carrying me but he could do it differently! He was an Alpha. Fuck, just my luck! That had to mean he and Drake were close, I was pretty sure. Man, I just keep digging myself into a deeper hole! Whenever there was contact between us, any physical touching it was like my body just became more alive, connected to him. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt. Even though I absolutely hated my current position I could still feel him beneath me and it was so damn hot. Everything about him was so hot though. There wasn’t a chance in hell I would tell him but having him manhandle me and toss me into the stream was hot too. I had expected him to get in with me and it disappointed me that he didn’t. Also seeing him naked was more than I could take. Seeing his erection I knew would be more than I could take. He’d rip me in half, of that I was sure. He didn’t exactly seem like a gentle
~Sawyer’s Point of View~ *We need to talk,* Drake said, over-mind link. *No, we don’t,* I said, trying to speak to Dane about where I was gonna live now. In just a matter of hours I was losing my home, my territory and my job essentially. I’d still be an Alpha but it was far too dangerous for me to be next to Venom with a female. Even if we mated it wouldn’t matter. They have tried to take mated females before. The pack will likely send me south where nothing fucking happens. I was furious but I knew it was pointless to argue. I really didn’t even know the lands and borders down there. I’d always been on the Venom lines, where the worst shit happens. My men depend on me, I fight alongside them everytime. What’ll happen if they need me and I’m not there? I couldn’t live with myself, I already had enough nightmares about my failures. I got busy speaking with Patrick, one of the lead guardians and I didn’t notice that Drake went to speak to Lola. But once Remy caught them together
~Lola’s Point of View~ God I fucked this all up so bad. So bad. Drake tried to tell me too. Warn me that this could happen. Now I’ve hurt two men, two Alphas … no less. They could string me up right in the center by my toes and I’d deserve it. Sawyer did come back in the cabin last night, and lay next to me in the bed. But we didn’t speak. Every single thing I thought to say wasn’t good enough. It was too soon to be believable. How could I just flip flop so quickly and have him trust me? I was beyond upset with myself for lying to Drake, leading him on and hurting him. He was lying alone somewhere right now, angry. Probably at himself for falling for it. If only I could do that mind talking trick, I could tell him. I was so, so fucking sorry. Barely feeling like I’d slept, I opened my eyes and turned to an empty bed. It was cold. I jumped right up and went to the window, a big sandy colored wolf was laying next to a fire. His eyes looked so sad. Confused. I could tell that from he
~Sawyer’s Point of View~ Plenty of things made my dick hard, but nothing like Lola. Nothing even close. She kept insisting that she was too heavy to lay on me in the tub but if this was getting suffocated I’d die happy. Every single wiggle of her ass just made her slide all over me and I’d nearly come several times. I was sure if she just touched me with her hand I’d blow. After I very carefully washed her, she attempted to return the favor but with the limited space it was pretty tricky. I was always dirty, I was more than used to it and hardly cared. But now that I had someone to impress I supposed I might have to wash it off now and then. *We need to look good for our mate,* Remy said, practically drooling. He’d taken over my eyes several times, desperate to see every inch of her. I’d stroked her tits several times and played with her nipples, only worsening my angry cock. Remy was getting better at communicating with her wolf, but no real word exchanges yet. He wouldn’t have t
~Lola’s Point of View~ I practically held my breath as Sawyer came back inside, he definitely had a mood. But I barely had a read on him yet so I didn’t know how to take it. But really, ten guys coming to talk to him early in the morning? It also seemed like he and Jett had quite an exchange and he wasn’t happy. I need to learn how to read lips. Chipper, upbeat. Deflect. See if he brings it up, I’m sure the last thing he wants is for me to hound him. He shut the door and scratched his head, clearly trying to decide what to say. I didn’t like it. I’d get him in a good mood and then maybe he’d just spill his guts. If he lied to me, I’d die. We had to start this off right, being honest with each other. Things were already rocky and I just needed them to get on a better path. He needed a distraction. My eyes as usual went to the bobbing thick cock between his legs, he wasn’t hard but I could fix that. While he was outside Eva came back to me and insisted again that we mate. That it ha
~Sawyer’s Point of View~ *It’s too soon, this is not a good idea. I know you need to show off for her, I get it. But this isn’t--* Remy snarled at me and caught another possum, making me shake my head. There were far better things, and I certainly wasn’t fond of them in my human form. After about half an hour I was certain that Lola was upset, wondering if I was mad at her. I guess she’s about to find out why we left but I’m just not confident it’ll go over well. SCRATCH SCRATCH Remy stood in front of the cabin door, his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth. He was too proud of himself and I just couldn’t burst his bubble. When we heard her little footsteps his heart began to race, and he practically lost his mind with anticipation. The door opened slowly, and when she saw Remy she smiled and opened it further. “Ohh, ohh wow uhm…” she said, as her eyes darted to the mound in front of her. *I told you,* I scolded him. He waved me off and moved to her side, rubbing his hea
~Lola’s Point of View~ When I was in elementary school I got royally kicked in the crotch during soccer at recess and I remember that hurting like a son of a bitch. But this was a different level. Pain, burning, the intense aching that was now settling in. “What happened? I thought you were ready,” I heard, his voice clearly panicked. Good God I have so much to teach this man. It is obvious now that this pairing was made to try every single ounce of my patience and understanding. “I was ready but you still have to go slow,” I mumbled. “But my seed was close, I had to get it inside you,” he said, as if it should be obvious. He’s so damn simple. I can’t stand it. I groaned. Laying on his side next to me, I could now see his face. He was terrified. Good. “I’m gonna need Tylenol or something. Please tell me there is some pain medicine,” I asked. “I can heal you,” he said, and I nearly shrieked as he spouted a claw from his hand, using it to slice his finger. “I’m not drinking