It wasn't long before my thoughts got to me and it was unbearable to sit in the warm water any longer- just me and my thoughts. I climbed out of the tub, unwashed, not a single wrinkle on my fingers, and dried myself off with a fuzzy towel, wrapping one around my body and the other around my limp, soggy hair. I didn't want to wear the clothes I'd worn earlier today, the scent of blood clinging to them, so I decided to throw on a different outfit once I was in the sleeping area of the suit.When I walked out of the bathroom, the cool air sent shivers through my body. I guessed I was more sensitive to the air because I was cooped up in a steam-filled bathroom for twenty minutes, but I quickly grew used to it and continued my search for an outfit.My still unpacked suitcase lay disregarded at the foot of the bed, so I dug through it for a solid minute, trying to find clean clothes and undergarments. After it seemed like an eternity, I finally found something that looked comfortable, and
With all the time I spent thinking, I didn't notice Ryder turn away from me and continue to lead me down the dark, gloomy path. "What's wrong?" I asked him, not thinking before I spoke with such disappointment."We have to keep going," Ryder said, his voice a lot more gruff than it had been before.The rest of the way to wherever Ryder was taking me was uncomfortably silent, but I didn't notice because of how caught up in my own thoughts I was. Did I blow it? Was that my chance? Was that it?I barely noticed when Ryder stopped in front of me and I ran into his back, the weight of me not affecting his stance or posture at all. A muffled, 'sorry,' escaped my mouth, but Ryder turned to me and took both my hands in his, blocking my view of the clearing completely."Close your eyes," he ordered, though he didn't use his Alpha voice. Still, I obeyed his commands as Ryder took me deeper into the clearing. I heard the sound of rushing water nearby and I guessed there was a stream or moving wa
As soon as I pressed myself closer to Ryder, I guess his male instincts took over and so did his dominance. He gripped my waist tighter, pulling me closer to him. Because I'd really never had practice at kissing, I just let Ryder lead the way, never really denying his actions.What I did know, though, was that Ryder's lips tasted like apples, the sweetness of it supposedly spilling onto his lips after his vicious bites. Suddenly, I felt Ryder's tongue lick at my bottom lip. I wondered if it meant he wanted access to my mouth, so I slowly opened my mouth, and almost instantly, Ryder explored my mouth with his tongue, receiving a surprised squeak from me.Ryder chuckled low in his throat against my lips and reluctantly pulled away from me, his face pink from lack of oxygen. For a moment, we only looked into each other's eyes, equal desire in his beautiful silver-blue orbs from what I felt, but after a few silent seconds, Ryder pulled me into his chest, cradling me bridal-style against
When I got back to my room and opened the door, I nearly had a heart attack when Milo came racing across the room to me, purring and wrapping his scrappy body around my legs. I chuckled at my own forgetfulness and reached down, stroking that cat as he purred gently. Not long after, I gave Milo new food and new water and began to get ready for the movie marathon day. On this day, every wolf from all the packs came and gathered in one clearing. We all packed our way in and brought blankets to sit on. All day, the Alphas and some of the Betas and Lunas played their favorite movies on a gigantic projector screen while half of the werewolves watched and the other half made out in the woods. I always assumed I'd be watching the movie… but maybe not.I got dressed quickly into the pajamas I planned for this event - a pair of black and white striped shorts and a matching white shirt with a black collar and sleeves. I threw my hair up into a messy bun and pulled on a pair of fuzzy socks and N
Ryder stood in the middle of the bridge, leaning against the railing and staring out over the lake - or at least that's what I saw from the angle I was standing at. But when he suddenly turned around, what I saw turned into my worst nightmare. With Ryder's back pressed up against the railing of the bridge, I saw a woman practically lying on top of him. And it wasn't just them playing and being silly, it was her mouth on his. And the kiss wasn't even forceful, Ryder looked as though he was enjoying it, along with the girl. His arms were wrapped around her slim waist - slimmer than mine - and her hands were playing around in his hair. Both sets of eyes were closed, loud, lustful, erotic moans coming from both Ryder and the girl who stole my mate from me. The girl was grinding her hips against Ryder's lower region and it wasn't long before I couldn't bear to watch any longer."STOP IT! STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT!" I screamed, tears already falling down my face. Both people broke away fro
I didn't stop running until the trees started and I knew I was far enough away from the Pack House to not be seen. My chest heaved as I brought in huge gulps of air, but my mind raced faster than my feet ever could. With each passing thought, I could feel myself growing dizzier and dizzier with more and more weight pressing down upon my already weak shoulder. What was I going to do? Tell someone and run the risk of being looked at even crazier? I had no proof! Not to mention the risk of being caught by Clive and River themselves. They'd surely rip me to shreds despite my blood type!I shook my head and kept walking, determined to make it to the forest clearing before I had a mental breakdown from all the stress. As I pushed my way through the thicket of undergrowth and trees, I felt myself growing more and more weary. I knew it would be alright if I had Ryder to console me, but now he was gone, not there to help me. I wasn't close enough to Axel to confide in him, but I knew one perso
Axel's P.O.VLeaning back on the heels of my hands, I stared at something other than the screen with the movie displayed on it. What I was staring at was a sculpted masterpiece, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.I will admit, when it came to my sexuality, I was a bit timid to admit it, even to my closest friends. But that didn't mean I wasn't allowed to admire the person I found attractive. It would be the same if I were to stare at a girl. Even though I always thought this way to help myself sleep at night, I still felt guilty when I did admire other men. I always felt perverted, like I was doing something wrong. It was just out of the ordinary to feel that way about other men when I, myself, was a guy - or at least that was what I was told, since I was able to comprehend words. Still, though, I couldn't help but admire the perfectly chiseled face, the beautifully toned muscles, and the gorgeous smile of the current man I had my sights set on; Broddi.I know it's odd for me to be
Standing in front of me were two werewolves, both of their scents unfamiliar to my nose - meaning they were either rogues of leaders of packs far away. I deliberated running away, hoping - even though I knew they would - they wouldn't catch me, or standing there and holding my ground, preparing for a fight.But as I continued to examine the unknown wolves - one light, dusty brown color, the other a pure white - they looked nothing like a wolf about to attack would. In fact, the only emotion on their faces was a dull, but genuine, curiosity. So instead of running off like I was just about to, I watched as they disappeared into the bushes and appeared only a moment later, fully clothed, and as humans.The two were very clearly leaders, wherever they came from, and they were also very clearly mates, standing close together, hand in hand. One was a man and one was a woman, both very attractive, as most werewolves were. The woman was a petite and delicate one with middle-length light brown