First Stirrings

Javier

I got up and dressed before the others did. Zale was tucked around Amanda and Bo was curled up on the bottom of the bed like some great loyal mutt. I knocked on the side of his head until he opened an eye and glared at me. I motioned with my head to follow and the brute stretched before plodding after me.

"What's the big ideal?" He whined.

"We have to go. Unless you plan to be the last one home to enjoy your new mate?"

Bo snarled. "You know I'm not letting you get back first, Javier. Besides, I don't have to go as far as you. Let me get some more rest. Who knows how crazy things will be by the time we get back."

"All the more reason for us to get going," I pointed out. "But whatever, Bo. You like to make the same piss-poor judgments all the time. I'll be sure to spend any extra time with those two while you're still carrying out your mission. When Zale asks where the fuck you are, I'll tell him you got bored and decided to fuck her old pack."

"Fuck you, Javier."

I grinned. "