9 - Lifeline

~Dex’s Point of View~

“Stay here,” I say, as I carefully but quickly lift my mate off my lap and pop to my feet.

“Fat chance,” she says, and I see her snatch up her shirt and put it on in a swift movement. Kent makes me watch her tits as they move, they’re fucking hypnotic.

“Alpha dies, distracted by tits in battle.”

Not because someone else was the better male, but because of titties. And the intense smell of her arousal on my face, on my hand that I can’t wash off.

Probably wouldn’t be the first time a headline was out like that, but I can’t afford to let it be me. There’s no hiding the smell of sex from a wolf.

Snarls and growls are close and I suddenly feel like I need a weapon. But having one means I can’t shift. I take the chance and grab two large rocks with sharp edges. Dakota copies me and we move out of the cave.

It's barely thirty seconds before we’re at the fight, and when the four males see us, they stop dead in their tracks. They all look mean as snakes and my