"Luna I...I know how difficult he is to deal with when it comes to communication but I request you to be patient with him. He is very different from the rest of us and he has a... problem."
"What problem?" I ask frowning at her words. What challenge does my male have that I am unaware of?
"Phobos cannot flawlessly grasp emotions like the rest of us." She tells me as I stare at her in question. What is this female assuming? He can comprehend emotions for he always did with me.
"No, he can. I mean he did when I was-"
"A pup?" She questions and I gradually nod in response. "Well, he lost that capability as he matured from a juvenile to an adult. His wolf subjugated him at one point when Phobos was mentally and physically weak to stir animal instincts into him which consumed his raw emotions. He has gotten so much better now in reading feelings but it takes time for him to understand."
Two months ago Momo had noiselessly sneaked into my cabin hunting for a meal through the tiny crack of the window that I had purposely left open for fresh air. By the time I had returned from my shower, I was surprised to see the mess he had made of my kitchen. I had caught him redhanded in the act with his cheeks rammed with whatever he could find.I had lured him to me with several offerings of cheese, seeds and fruits which he graciously accepted from me. After that day Momo barely left my home he preferred to stay in and savour what I offered, he was like me in a way asking to be spoiled so I built a cage and a nest for him. It is where he naps for most of the day either in there or sprawled on Phobos's bed which he absolutely adores.An unexpected high pitched ringtone of the phone my male gifted me with has me rush towards the dining table to pick it up."Hello, Theia." Her soothing voice has me beam as always. She
It is his responsibility to stroll around and aid the little ones with their craft. He also needs to pass from the crate what the pups ask him like crayons or paint.Awan halts in his tracks spinning around to me as he frowns with uncertainty inspecting back into the box. "What is it?" I ask as he reads the movements of my fingers.He plucks out a small brown journal from within its bounds showing it to me whilst my orbs broaden as I gaze at it. I had forgotten all about that book, it had fallen out yesterday night from the top of Phobos's cupboard when I had mopped his chamber floors but I had no time to look into its contents so I thrust it into the box hoping to be able to read it later.I lift my hand to him indirectly demanding for it and he directly gives it to me. A deep inward breath I take in as my heart pounds vigorously in suspicion of what I might see. I know it is wrong of me to wish to invade his privacy th
The language of this pack is challenging. I had always found it effortless to learn anything I wished my curious mind aiding me in my struggles but Czech seems to be the most arduous of all I have learnt so far. I have spent the last seven months endeavouring to get better at it and I seem to be stuck in one spot unable to move forward."That is not how you pronounce it, Luna," Moira corrects me for the tenth time this late afternoon as I am still stranded with the same word."Can we just move on to the next term I'd rather learn something new?" I huff tiredly pouting like a pup with irritation. Argus is five and he speaks more fluently than me despite the pace we are studying in being the same."Is there anything, in particular, you would like to learn?" She inquires as I shyly peek down at my feet playing with my fingers whilst I strive to reign in my smile that wishes to reveal itself to her."I-I
"Vítejte doma, náš poskytovatel." She says as she dips her thumb into the white paint and smears it upon his forehead upwards in a straight line from amid his eyebrows to his hairline. I do not know what the mark signifies but I am aware it means something positive.(Welcome home, our provider)"Děkuji Vůdce." He thanks her as she delicately pats his chest in appreciation. She possesses a keen fondness for my male like a mother in a way. My male shifts to the right enabling her to do the same with the rest of the hunters whilst I am shocked by the apparent display of want boldly shown by the females their wanton scents pricking into my skin diving into my nostrils.I watch the way Phobos cups a handful of fresh roughage and hands it up to Asger who hungrily devours it from his master's hand only for my mate to cup another handful and feed him over and over again until he stops demanding it f
"I can walk you know," I utter only for his arms to squash me further. He does not wish to let me go. I gaze down at the variation in his appearance tugging at his beard playing with his bun with interest. "You look different Phobos. Not a bad look rather a good one I like it.""Keep talking." He speaks as though he craves to hear more of my voice as I shuffle around in his arms to get comfortable my legs swinging back and forth behind him."I possess so much to show you so much to discuss what occurred in the last seven months without your presence. You will not believe how much better I have gotten in my training with Vůdce and you must meet Momo! I apologize I permitted him to sleep on your bed but only because he is too charming to not give in to his wishes. I have gotten skilled at handling the chickens too and they do not chase me anymore and you know Awan goodness he is the sweetest of all he brought me so much comfort we bonded reall
He merely boosts it to his nose taking a long sniff of it showing me how precisely he used it to relieve himself uncaring to how I may feel or think. This male is truly dirty. "It belongs to me now, Theia." Opposing this I stand on my tiptoes hopping on the pads of my feet with my right limb elevated to capture it from him but he only lifts it higher and higher further away from my reach.Knowing my subsequent efforts shall only go to waste I give up slackening in his hold to meet his eyes yet he seems rather engrossed for I discover where they linger. On my bouncing breasts, they rashly seduce him urging him to suck and sample."Feed me, my female." He groans as though the torture of his body is unbearable as though only I can ease his bodily discomfort.He wants what I want.I do not wish to obstruct this, I will not do so. Timidly clasping his wrist startling him in the process I lead him towards my volu
"Spread your legs, Theia."Gulping tensely I abide by his command parting my legs to his tempestuous eyes. His dominance over me his pheromones which steamily leaks from each of his pores is truly mouth-watering.Just his thick thumb he inserts into my panties as my breathing grows to become unsteady and when he thrusts hard against my swollen aching clit a full moan of euphoria is shamelessly released from my open mouth and he watches it all. From the provocativeness of my expression, the bounce of my breasts to the way I stir my cunt further onto his indecent thumb.Slow deliberate circles he commences as I plant my forehead upon his shoulder my hips buckling to the felling of his finger on the most sensitive part of my body."Hold me harder. Like this." He groans straining my hand to clutch him more roughly as my pumps hasten and harshen simultaneously. He likes it the way I jerk him off.&
If your male found your lips to be undesirable would you wish to question him about it? To hearken his truth spill out his mouth of why he seems to find you so? The numerous scandalous assumptions of you which he deems to be true would your heart be able to handle them?Perhaps one could but I knew I would not be able to survive those sharp accusing blues of his so I chose to flee and hide from my mate. Somehow it felt like it was my fault he believed my past to be that way but at the same time, I was infuriated with him. If we did not grow up together as childhood friends and met by fate as strangers I would try to understand him.But Phobos knew me the kind of female I truly was with all my flaws and imperfections. Instead, he chose to consider lies and rumours rather than believing his moon blessed. Instead of asking me my truth he blatantly assumed my lack of virtue that my lips had held plenty of cocks and that somehow that shot an arro