Mj looked at the phone in her hand and then at her mate, “I think she hung up on me,” she said and Dante laughed as he grabbed the small square device from her hand and tossed it over his head, “good, now I get you all to myself, yummy” he growled before wrapping his arms around her and burying his face into the center of her chest and inhaling. Mj cupped his face, smashing it between her breasts, “we have time for this later Alpha, we have a pack to rebuild and a family to prepare for,” she said and Dante looked up into her eyes with an excitement she had never seen as he placed the palm of his hand over her stomach, “are you,” he asked, and she let a laugh blast from her chest, “hell no, number one, it’s way too early to know… I think, and two I was actually talking about Moxie and the brood of babies he and Jay now have,” Mj finished and Dante looked at her, first, slightly disappointed and then confused, “kitten,” the Alpha cocked his head, “how the fuck,” he began and Mj laughed
In the weeks and months that followed Dante and Mj set to work building a pack their wayward people could call home. Some chose to leave, Mj agreed and almost insisted that they all stay in her building in Lowder until they figured out where they wanted to be. She assured Dante this was the best course of action as it kept them safe while they learned about the world and kept the Bijou pack safe, as the Alpha’s could easily keep an eye on anyone wishing to leave. Mj and Lila spoke on the phone almost daily, and the Quicksilver Alpha had even gotten her techno - impaired friend to do video calls, so they could truly visit with one another. In that time, the two women had exchanged troubling tales of walkers that continued to plague the outskirts of Bijou territory, while the Quicksilver pack was having its own trouble training hunters and tracking down the other Triad testing facilities. The two Alpha’s started to become somewhat legendary as they paved the way for a new way. Every wol
The haunted sounds of a wolf's broken-hearted song lit up the darkness inside Dante’s mind, just like it had done every night since he left his mate asleep in their bed almost a year ago. Dante turned his head on a swivel in the obscurity, even though he knew he was still asleep. “Why do you do this to me every night, Theo! Do you enjoy torturing me?” Dante spat the words into the darkness and was only answered by the forlorn echo of a pathetic whimper as Theron’s vast body sulked into view. The normally large majestic beast now looked ragged and old, his head hung low between his shoulders and the wolf walked with such an exaggerated bow in his back that his knuckles drug the ground like lifeless attachments, “you torture us all, ignorant boy.” Dante scowled at his wolf and closed his eyes, “leave me alone asshole, I saved her...you stayed, is she safe...is she happy?&r
The ghostly echo of a man’s mournful scream jolted Mj awake as the thumping sound of bass surrounded the inside of the SUV she had fallen asleep in, “do you even sleep in a bed anymore, or do you just wait until we are on the road?” The melody of Jay’s voice cut through the pounding in Mj’s head and without opening her eyes, she swung the back of her hand until it landed on its intended target. The muffled echo of her brother’s painful cursing roused Mj from her tortured sleep with a smile that didn't seem to brighten her eyes. Moxie nudged Mj, and she realized she was lying on his shoulder. “Bad dreams little sister?” he asked under his breath and Mj grinned another sad half-hearted grin before she sat up and smoothed out her mussed hair. “Just something I ate coming back to haunt me,” she lied, and Moxie opened his door, jumping out before he wa
Moxie nestled himself at the bar behind Jay as he watched the hunter’s entire body tense the moment Mj’s hand was touched, “easy Jay, our little sister is a smart girl, and you know the commander would never let anything happen to her,” Jay grunted as Moxie squeezed his shoulder and swatted at his hand. “Knock it off Mox this is dangerous... and where the fuck is Ed?”Moxie pinched the bridge of his nose and groaned, “you need to have trust in her Jay... she is not some small kid who needs you to rescue her-” Moxie’s words caught in his throat as Jay whirled around to face him, “she is my sister, Moxie and her mate left her! She is vulnerable and needs us now more than ever.” Jay thrust his hand in Mj’s direction, and Moxie watched as the strange wolf’s fingers roamed all over her body. &ldq
As Mj sat silently perched on the top of Casper’s large and severely muscular thigh, she listened to him and his friends drone on about drinks and drugs and how much money you could stuff up she-wolfs g-string just hoping for a sliver of information that might be useful and not make this entire night a waste of time. Mj shifted softly on his lap as she began to scan the other lounges she could see and caught sight of a familiar wild set of short dreads as Moxie and Jay ducked into one of the booth’s. Mj tried not to roll her eyes as she thought about what it must have taken for the Commander to get back here after she fought so hard to prove to him that she was ready to be a hunter, she could take care of herself. The assaulting squeeze of Casper’s meat hook against her thigh had Mj relaxing back into her submissive female role
Azreal was jerked from his slumber by the small hand of his mate, “Azz- I think the hunters are back, someone is singing out front...it’s awful, tell them to shut up will ya, I just got the twins to sleep.” Azreal groaned and curled out of bed his hair a tangled mess flopping around his shoulders as he headed for the door until a wadded up bit of fabric pelted him in the back of the head, “Pants my love,” Lila cooed before she rolled over and snuggled into the warm but empty side of the bed. Azreal fumbled in the dark to put on the linen pants Lila had thrown at him and rushed toward the rowdy wolves disturbing his sleep. Azreal burst through the large doors of the pack-house, only to be met by a familiar and terrified set of eyes. Mj, Moxie and Jay were cackling like crows as they rounded the front of the truck when they heard their Alpha clear his throat, imm
Briella’s heart was pounding as her father explained the scent of the stranger among them, and as Matty lifted her from his knee, he kept her cradled in his enormous muscular arms as he approached their Alpha. Azreal cleared his throat and began to tap his fingers against the taut muscles in his forearms, “young Mathew...my daughter can walk'' the Alpha retorted and Breilla simply tisked at her dad, “stop it dad...he’s helping me.” She grumbled, but whispered something into his ear before patting his shoulder. The massive golden blonde wolf set the small girl on the ground, so gingerly there wasn’t even dirt displacement from her shoes. Azreal grabbed Honeysuckle’s chin and forced her to look at Briella. “Quicksilver hunters come and witness,” Azreal yelled, and immediately the shuffling of feet surrou