Mating Moon - Asara Pack

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Jaecar was ordered to join the males next to the fire in the camp the eve before the Mating Moon. The males discussed what females they planned to hunt, knowing their lustful need to mate would rise to insane heights tomorrow.Already they were making crude remarks, their blood heating. And there’d been several short spars already. Mostly between the Hayden brothers who seemed to be forever antagonizing each other.All of them discussing how they’d mate Vanna Rae first than getting in a shoving match before they all agreed they’d share her as they did all things. From the spoils of battles to the food Hunter found for them to the woman they all wanted to mate.Jaecar shook his head at them. Somewhat disdainful of how heated their blood had already became.Even Draven was quiet. Watching beyond the camp with a predatory gaze.Jaecar twisted to see what woman his gaze followed, though he had little need to check his suspicion&hellip

Samantha had shrugged. Having no idea why he did. Tossing her black hair defiantly, Aloira slinked away. Samantha had rubbed her neck and gone to the river to wash the other girl’s sticky fingerprints off. But Jaecar had waited near a tree by camp and when Aloira passed it, he caught her by the throat and rounded to slam her against a tree. Her brown eyes were huge, and she clawed at his large brown hand. Gagging against her compressed trachea. “I thought you and I had an arrangement. But it appears you not when to leave well enough alone.” He released her abruptly and let her slide down the trunk. “I’m sorry, Jaecar.” She bowed her head and backed up from him. A submissive pose it wouldn’t occur to Samantha to assume. “Know that any touch you put on her will be thrice times as done unto you.” “I understand.” Keeping her eyes averted she rounded and scampered off to her hut. Ashamed of having been caught tauntin

SAMANTHAIt was the morning of the Mating Moon when, Jaecar, the fiercest of the Border Guards, waited for me outside my hut as he often did.I met him there. After all these years, I was unafraid of him despite his intimidating air and athletic build.He had shining black hair and defined muscles tightly winding his body under his leather tunic and breeches. Usual dagger resting in its hip scabbard.He’d never given me cause for concern. Despite that I knew the males looked at him nervously.Why wouldn't they?He’d outmaneuvered them often enough in the trial rings. The only real competition for our young Alpha, Draven.“Let me see.” He held out his hand impatiently.My sketchbook.It wasn’t a question.I handed it over, as I always did. Glad to share my work with him.He always wanted to see what new scribbles I’d done.“I

He trailed a finger down my cheek with his free hand. “But out of courtesy to you, I’m telling you what’ll happen in a few short hours so you can prepare yourself.”“I’ll never be prepared, Jaecar.” I said defiantly. “And I’ll never forgive you if you do this.”I felt the spark in my blue eyes that indicated I intended every hateful word.“That much,” He sighed. “I already figured.”I was shocked when Jaecar sat up and unwound a long length of rope from around his waist.He’s really going to do this?I fought in truth then rolling onto my belly to try and crawl away. “You’re not tying me up!”He caught one of my legs and spun it across him, so I was flipped back onto my back. Grasping my sketchbook as my hand rolled over it. For some reason, it still felt important to me.He lurched forward to hop astride my hips