Siron watched the girl rush away from him. Her scent so strong he could almost see the fresh lilacs and hear the bees making their warm golden honey. He had never noticed her before and wondered to whom she belonged.
He watched as she rushed to enter one of the building and lean against the wall once she thought she would be out of sight. He smirked to himself, taking a deep breath in, tracking her smell marking her if he needed to follow her or find her again but for now he had other things and people to see. Pulling his phone from his pocket he scrolled through his contacts until he found the number he wanted. Hitting call he had to only wait two rings before the answer on the other end. “Yes sir?” Taking one last look at the girl he turned and starting walking “There is a new girl here on campus, I have never seen her before so she must be a freshman, in D building in the west dorm complex, she is short maybe 5’2” 5’3” at most red hair pale skin and green eyes.” Thinking back on her eyes he mused to himself “Those eyes. And lilacs” “Sir? Lilacs?” “Hmm she smells like lilacs.” He smiled at the thoughts. “I don’t think her smell will help me figure out who she is, Siron” There was a hint of amusement in the others voice. “No it won’t. But I think you have enough go on to finding her. Silas” “More than enough.” Silas chuckled then cleared his throat. “Is there anything else?” “That’s all for now, we will see after the meeting this evening if I have anything else for you.” “Yes Sir” “And Silas” “Yes?” “Don’t take too longer to find out who the girl is. I want to know if she is from a pack we are aligned with or not” Sirons tone was thoughtful but also stern. “Pack? Do you really think she is?” “I have a strong feeling she is, but I could be wrong.” “You never have been wrong in these matters before.” “No, but there is always a first. And she did not put off any warning signs. But he howled in my head so strong when I touched her.” “Understood!” The called ended with that and Siron turned to look at D building before opening his car door and getting in. Her scent seemed to be everywhere now, how had he never noticed it before? That would be a question he would have to think on. But not now. Now he had to meet with his father on pack matters. A meeting he only half wished he could appoint to someone else. He sighed folding his 6’5” frame into the car and closed the door. The girl wasn’t going anywhere and from the look of her book bag she wasn’t planning on having much of a social life either. He thought of his first year away from his home in the mountains and in the city if you could call the small college town tucked into the mountains of Montana a city, he had done nothing but have a social life, away from his pack and responsibilities. And the girls. Mmm the girls they all but throw themselves at him. He only half blamed his looks and body for these horny college girls reaction to him. He also known his pheromones had a lot to do with it. Wolf, human, witch, it didn’t matter his on body chemistry made him irresistible. He smirked at the memory of some of the girls reaction when he put on the charm they would get glassy eyed licking their lips unable to keep their hands off of him. And he loved every minute of it.Siron walked in to the bedroom just a few minutes later dressed in a tight black T and blue jeans. His dark hair slicked back. Tif could help but notice his muscular check was well defined by the t-shirt. She sat in a chair in front of a large mirror brushing out her hair still damp and being a nightmare to comb out. She watched come closer in the mirror a smile playing cross his face. “Would you like some help?” He asked taking the brush from her and slowly started to run it through her hair, being careful not to pull to hard. She watched his reflection note he was full focused on his task. She let her hands fall into her lap. “Relax your stiff as a board.” He said lifting his eyes and looked at her reflection. “I am relaxed, it’s just the only other person who has ever brushed my hair was my mom, and she was not gentle.” She said smiling back at him. “Small childhood trauma.” She shrugged. He took his time with her hair making sure every knot was gone before handing her back the bru
Tif sat on the edge of the bed watching him pull on his boxers, even his ass was perfect she thought with a smile. Her hair wrapped up in a towel smelling fresh and clean. He had made sure every inch of her was clean after they had finished mating for the second time in a day. Never in her wildest fantasies had she thought she would have been ravaged by a man she hold only known hours, but felt like she had known her whole life. Just looking at him made her heart race, and if she was being honest she would take him again. She breathed in deeply and let out her breath with a sigh. He turned and looked at her a smirk on his face. “If you want to we can have sex again.” She straightened up her cheeks turning bright red. “How?” She didn’t even have to finish before he was answering her “I can feel your intentions, if you concentrate you can feel mine.” She looked into his eyes and could feel the deep want and satisfaction there. “Yes there you go. You won’t even need to try once we are bo
Tif let the phone drop back on the pile of clothes, and looked up at her mate. His arms still wrapped around her, she could fill tear filling her eyes. “I feel so fucking lost. What is happening?” She felt the tears spilling from under her lashes. She felt his hand move and softly brushed the tears from her cheeks. “Let’s get dressed and eat.” He said softly a smirk on his face. “We will probably need to warm up the food I brought up earlier and I’m sure the coffee is cold by now too. “ he said pulling back to arms length so he could fully look at her. Her small frame was a perfect hourglass shape, round breasts and the cutest little chin. He shook his head to clear out his thoughts. “We can go over everything I know and when your mother gets here she can fill in any gaps.” He reached past her to the clothes picking up a pair of undies from the top of the pile of clothes and held it out to her. Her cheeks turned a soft pink color as she snatched them out of his hand. “I can’t believe
Mary Miller-Parks gripped the steering wheel of her 2000 Jetta driving like a bat out of hell she drove all night when she felt the shift happen. Her own wolf crying from her prison inside Mary’s mind. ‘She is free!’ Ayla had howled pacing the walled up spot in Marys mind. ‘I will not let you out.’ Mary growled back at her. ‘I can find her.’ Her wolf snapped back. “I will not do it. I swear I would not and you know that.” Mary said out load her grip on the wheel getting tighter. ‘Mary let me out’ “I WILL NOT LET YOU OUT” she screamed into the night. Mary pushed her down, quieting her. Ayla went quiet curling herself into a ball sleeping inside Mary’s mind. Mary knew as she got closer to that damn state her wolf would become even more restless, it was home and her old family pack would be close. Bill had offered to come along but Mary knew this was dangerous even more so now that Tiffany had let her wolf free. Artemis had not fully made her way out when Mary had paid a witch to bind
Tifs eyes popped open at once upon awaking. Had that really just happen? Did any of the happenings from the night before to the early morning bang session really happen? She turned her head seeing the guy, her mate! Her heart skipped a beat even thinking it. Siron was his name. Well at least she knew his first name before fucking him. Her cheeks grow hot with the thought. She had sex with someone she had known less then 24 hours, and her mind no her wolf told her he was her mate. As if things like this just happen. She slowly moved away from him trying to get out of the huge bed without waking him up. His arm wrapped around her waist and she froze. “Leaving so soon?” He whispered to her a smirk crossing his lips. “I have to pee” she said feeling shy suddenly. He turned his head, his white blue eyes looking into her own. “Promise not to run away?” She gave him a blank stare in return. “How in the world am I going to run away? In these soaking wet boxers and the t shirt you gave me? The
Siron opened the door to his guest bedroom with a tray of food in one hand, and a craft of coffee in the other. The girl no woman Tif, his mate. The thought brought a smirk to his face as he looked down at her still sleeping form. He sighed slightly placing the tray on a side table. He turned and went over to her, she was laying on her back, her head turned to one side with strands of her long red hair framing her face. He reached down brushing a stray lock away from her cheek. A rush of desire flowing over him as his finger tips brushed across her milky white skin. Her red lips puckered slightly and he could feel another rush, this time down in his crotch. He leaned over her taking in her scent, letting his lips softly move over her cheek and down her jaw along her neck. He whispered into her ear “I want you.” He heard the hitch in her breathing and he knew she was awake. He moved his hand over her side first over the blankets that were hiding her mostly naked body. Since she had bee