Don't hate me for the cliff hanger! I have wanted to put out another chapter with this but I just keep running out of time and I've already made you wait long enough. I will do my best to have another chapter this weekend. Thank you as always for reading!
~Dakota’s Point of View~ His kisses are too soft and gentle, but I need them to be more aggressive. Maybe I’m just too impatient. But this is my first … well anything. Atlas kissed me, but I just stayed frozen unsure what to do. More like because I didn’t want him touching me. He didn’t even seem to notice. That’s it though, I’m never thinking of him again, I can’t. Dex’s weight is heavy on me, but I love it. So much so that when I wrap my legs around his waist, he quickly tries to pull himself away. I only tighten my grip, feeling just how strong my thighs are. He groans as I feel this heavy erection hit just above where I need it. My body feels so alive, but just on the edge. I need him to push me over it. Whatever happens I’m on the Dex train and that isn’t going to change. I try to shift, but I can’t move much with his weight. Even though I don’t remember any intimate experiences, I somehow seem to have a total understanding of what needs to happen. What I am certain I will mak
~Dakota’s Point of View~ “This is certainly not how I wanted the night to go,” I grimace. I lay absolutely still on my side, as Dex licks -- yes LICKS my butt cheek. I try to find a way to enjoy it but I’m just not sure it's possible. At least it's right in the fat part… I guess. “Me either but here we are. I knew right away every moment with you would be an adventure but you just keep on making crazy turns. If you want to call it that,” he says, as he laughs. I wince when he blows cool air on my wound, though it does feel good. “Shifters have healing properties in their blood and saliva. I’ve had to clean up some of my sisters while they were still wolf-less. I promise you it isn’t weird,” he says, blowing once more. My eyes go as wide as possible. Sure, not weird AT ALL. “I guess I totally killed the mood,” I say, annoyed. He slaps his hand on my leg, then kisses it. “We weren’t going all the way, Dakota. It isn’t safe. If this hurts, imagine a gash in your neck. No to ment
~Dex’s Point of View~ *Get ready,* I warn Kent. She only had so much time to tell me very little, but the old Dakota knew to tread very carefully around Harley because of how close their packs were. This Dakota however, doesn’t care about that. She can’t understand it and it’s not her fault. This Dakota knows she was almost forced into a marriage she didn’t want, and she’s not about to let it happen again. I love more than anything that her strength shines through. She knows her mind even when she doesn’t. Dakota won’t be a prop for some male. So when I see the veins in his face and neck practically popping through his skin I know he’s lost control of his wolf and Kent is already pushing through me in response. When a wolf is provoked, and his animal feels wronged, threatened… there’s nothing the human can do. The wolf has to fight the threat. And after all, isn’t that what us Alphas were all trained to do? But I have no real interest in hurting or killing Harley. He’s nothing
~Dex’s Point of View~The sting of the cool air hitting my face feels like heaven. It feels like freedom. But it's all a false feeling, only temporary. I’m far too disciplined to allow myself any indulgences, but this one I’ll hold onto for the moment. It’s allowing me to ignore the blood pulsing in my ears, the hairs on my arms standing on end since I woke up this morning. Today could be the last day of my life. Or it could be what makes me a legend. My gaze moves to the sky, trying to get a glimpse of the moon that has brought me so much comfort. It's the only real constant you can count on, especially for a werewolf. *I feel its electricity! Almost like its alive I swear,* my wolf shouts, as if I will struggle to hear him from within our brain.“Coming up ladies! Man up or go crying home to mama,” someone yelled. I just caught it over the tornado whipping into the train car. I had no idea if we were at camp yet, but something told me we were. *The smell has definitely shifted. I
~Dakota’s Point of View~*Well I expected all these boys to be blithering idiots in front of us, but I didn’t expect this crap. The Goddess is NOT funny,* Laney says, sighing at the scene before us. Our mate. And he’s just as stupid and dumb a male as the rest of them! Thanks a lot Goddess!!I’d prayed for a simple, loving male. One that wouldn’t be intimidated by a female Alpha. But that’s like asking for the moon and stars. No male wants to be second fiddle to me. And this one? Ugh! I don’t know who he is, but he’s just like the rest. Big head and big… Hmm. Well, size isn’t everything.Like my virgin body would know. But still, if you’ve seen one naked male you’ve seen them all!Right? DON’T STARE!*There’s always rejection and while I don’t want a weak and pathetic mate…* Laney says, eyeing the male who’s stammering like he’s been caught tugging one out. I have enough brothers to know, sadly.But he’s kind of cute. Certainly smells good. And because he was showing off we got a ni
~Dex’s Point of View~“My name is Dex, not even short for Dexter,” I state, as the female I now know as Dakota scoffs.The bold tattoo on the male next to her, tells me exactly who he is, and that I have to get him the fuck away from her. I’d carefully studied the top five would-be Alphas that would be here, and I know damn well he’s the worst. The fact that they know each other makes me sick. I’ll have to get to the bottom of that. Thankfully my pack is isolated, we don’t really have any enemies. But I know that isn’t the case for most.How the hell did I miss a female Alpha though… Well, I’ll blame that on everyone who was supposed to have researched these people. I had a whole team who wasn’t supposed to have missed shit like this!!*Must be from some small, nothing pack,* Kent chides, snickering to himself. Not that Shadow Cove is all that well known, but we like it that way.My wolf has already determined our mate needs us, she’ll fall in line like a good she-wolf. So naive. Even
~Dakota’s Point of View~“Why don't you have any tattoos,” I whisper, still not believing that I’m cuddled up to my mate. At Alpha camp.“Haven’t earned them yet. I’m not putting some freebie shit on my body. Some mark that tells everyone what my family line is, what was handed to me at birth. I’ll be a fourth generation Alpha, because I earned it,” he says, as he tightens his arm around me, pulling my back against his chest. I pull my knees up to my chest and get comfortable.I instinctively touch my birthmark. Literally the first thing anyone sees when they look at me. I was never self conscious about it until I started filling out and looking at boys. People stare at it all the time, I imagine it's hard not to. My grandmother has a similar one but I guess it skipped a generation. My mom can’t even remotely understand that while it does make me feel a bit special, it also makes people constantly look away from me. If a wolf is marked, it’s usually a bad omen… So people say.“I hat
~Dex’s Point of View~*Damn I’m so full, now we need a nap,* Kent says, nearly falling over.Our eyes wander to our mate who is licking her paws clean, happy with a full belly. While a massive sense of pride fills me for providing for my girl, I need to get her away from this deer, and the corpse that isn’t far. Kent pushes with all he’s got to stand, then we find the clothes and pick them up. Thankfully, Dakota’s wolf gets the hint and we take off. When we find a new overhang just before dark, another boom echoes in the forest. We both shift immediately, and take in our surroundings. It’s the ever constant reminder that I need to keep my focus, but my heart doesn’t get that message. The useless organ only wants to cuddle up with our mate, and do things that are dangerous.“I don’t even know how many that is now. Four? Jeez,” she whispers as she gets dressed. It’s a solemn feeling. Each cannon boom should make us excited, but it doesn’t. Not everyone here will die on the mountain,