Luckily, the back door leading to the street wasn't locked. Through it, I slipped out into the yard. The white Porsche Cayenne flaunting there quickly helped to decide on a further escape plan.
The selfish beta did not even think of ever locking the car, rightly believing that no one would dare to touch it. And so it was. Before me.
As soon as the “start” button was pressed, the car engine growled muffledly. I didn't hesitate for a second. I pressed the gas pedal all the way and turned the crossover towards the road. Glancing in the rear-view mirror for the last time, I noticed how half-dressed Vadim, running out of the house, had only to swallow the dust from under the wheels of his beloved car.
Happened!
Having left the territory of the village, with shaking hands, she took out the phone from her skirt pocket and poked at the speed dial button. Not very consistently and coherently described the current situation for her fiancé. In response, she was instructed to stay in the city until the morning, until Rinat returns. By that time, the car had long been racing along the suburban highway towards Moscow, so I had no problems with fulfilling the request. There was another problem. How to survive the whole night, if my body is burning in an unbridled desire to satisfy the crazy carnal hunger?!
The fact that Vadim (considering that I was in his car) would definitely find me even before Rinat returned was not even in doubt, so without hesitation, she stopped at the entrance to the capital and searched the salon in search of something suitable, which could help in some way. I really wanted to find at least a gun, but only money was found in the glove compartment and antibacterial wipes. The last one was very helpful. I used everything to the last, in order to at least partially get rid of the unpleasant sensation of someone else's saliva on my neck. It’s a pity that it was still not possible to completely eliminate the smell of this vile werewolf in this way. But, in the absence of more, I will be content with what I have. Having finished with the unpleasant procedure, she took with her a package of five thousandth bills, putting it in her pocket, and went out into the street.
The July heat is not so strong at night. A slight chill touched his face. She froze for a moment, letting the gusts of wind ruffle her loose hair and climb into the neckline of her yellow blouse.
So I would have stood here, not thinking about anything else. Not about the place where I live, not about those with whom I have to be close, not about the upcoming wedding, not about what will happen when Rinat returns from a business trip. I have always appreciated and respected my fiancé, but sometimes it seemed as if an independent free life would suit me better. At least, one would not have to unquestioningly obey the strongest, which was given with great difficulty.
Ridiculous thoughts about what will never be achievable had to be pushed aside, because now is clearly not the right time to regret the past. For reliability, she opened the hood, because a girl voting at night in a short skirt usually evokes not the associations that we would like at the moment. More precisely, I really wanted to ... and that is why I tried not to allow me to be mistaken for a night butterfly.
Soon a quite decent foreign car stopped nearby. The driver, to my great relief, was a woman.
I greeted her and told her a sad story about a broken car. A new friend did not remain indifferent, offering a ride. I gave her the first address that came to mind, and the rest of the way she was just silent, peering into the lights of the night city. Gradually, physical weakness receded, though the insane agony, pushing to surrender to the first comer, only intensified, leading to new gloomy thoughts.
I hope that I will still be able to remain loyal to the alpha of the gray wolf clan ...
Deep bass hit my befuddled brain as I paused at the entrance, taking in the scenery. The bright glare of the laser show darted along the luxurious interior of the entertainment venue and its visitors in time with the sound of hard rock. She couldn't resist and took a deep breath of the smell of nicotine and alcohol, which was deeply ingrained in the atmosphere. She glanced around the dance floor. Sweaty, heated bodies writhed and rubbed against each other to the unpretentious rhythm of the music. The main contingent was hardly twenty years old. I shifted my attention to the lounge area. Among the leather sofas with low backs - the audience is older. The men looked more reserved and not as swaggering. And most of them were not alone. She sucked in the surrounding smells again, trying to determine the safest place for herself. The lounge area was definitely not.
It was necessary to spend this damned night somewhere ...
Every step I took resonated with a lingering pain in my lower abdomen.
Damn this lustful male!
A fleeting trail of aroma from a mixture of cardamom and musk made me distract from my thoughts and stop halfway. She sniffed the air and instinctively searched around with a greedy gaze in search of the owner, but the smell managed to get lost among many others. The air again became the same and carried nothing more than disappointment. She shook her head in order to regain her composure.
What am I thinking about?
“Good evening, sunshine,” the voice that rang out in my address forced me to return to reality.
The man was standing behind me. Very close. I haven’t seen it, but judging by the fumes from the weekly consumption of rum, this is clearly not my candidacy for a pleasant pastime. I'm sorry I didn't have time to voice my opinion.
"Let's have a drink, honey?" the man continued.
From the "flattering" epithet, I already shuddered.
"Don't you have enough yet?" she smiled back.
Obviously, the chosen tone did not sound aggressive enough, because the individual ignored the phrase and brazenly placed his hand on my shoulder in the clear intention of pushing forward. I myself was going to go there, but not in such a company, so I did not even think to budge.
“You have a second to take your hand off me,” she spontaneously switched to a low growl, warning a potential victim of her bad mood. “Unless, of course, you want to end up with broken fingers, honey ,” she mimicked, grimacing.
The warning proved futile. The fingers holding me tightened tighter. To some extent, I thanked this average dude, who considers himself the center of the universe, where everyone will go with him at the first call. The agony that tormented my poisoned body instantly faded, giving way to rage, filled with a single desire to put the presumptuous dandy in his place. And if the last hour I was languishing from a burning desire to fuck everything that moves, now the attack of dope has faded into the background.
Exactly for a second.And to the next one:“The girl seems to have expressed herself quite clearly,” another male voice interrupted from behind me.The low, rumbling tones of the baritone made him shudder. I caught a familiar trail of spicy musk and cardamom in the air. On a wave of new pleasant sensations, she closed her eyes, inhaling the smell of a stranger. Not for long. I forced myself to remember that I should be guided more by reason than base instincts. My shoulder was free. I immediately took advantage of this and, without turning around, again moved towards the bar.Almost arrived.The vibration of the smartphone in my skirt pocket hit my thigh, and I had to make great efforts to keep my gait even further. Even such an artificial effect was enough to twist everything in the lower abdomen into a tight knot again. As a result, when she accepted the call, she barely restrained herself so as not to send the caller to the most unattractive place.“Yes, Rinat,” she squeezed out ho
The desire to get a one-time adventure in the form of a light foreplay was quickly replaced by the desire to hide somewhere where no one would definitely find me. Only the bar counter rested against my back, and the stranger’s hands were already enclosed in their trap.Consciousness seized with panic. All thoughts focused on finding a plan for salvation. Despite the fact that the werewolf standing in front of me was truly the very focus of a woman's dream in all external signs.The short-sleeved black T-shirt hugged the broad shoulders and the relief of a pile of muscles, awakening quite unambiguous fantasies in my long-suffering brain. Dark hair without any troubles about trends in fashionable haircuts beckoned me to grab it with my fingers and never let go until its owner makes me die of orgasm.“I belong to the alpha of the gray wolf clan!” - blurted out the most brilliant idea of all, which she was capable of, contrary to her own thoughts.This is probably the only thing that co
The fleeting return of reason was lost somewhere in the depths of the bottomless abyss in my soul. Only the agony of the basic instinct remained, demanding the satisfaction of the hunger of the flesh. It instantly intensified and grew as soon as his mouth touched my chest. Through the thin silk and equally fragile lace of underwear, the man bit and kissed at the same time so sweetly and boldly that his head was spinning. She arched forward, independently getting rid of the interfering fasteners on her blouse. I snuggled up to my sudden lover again and again, fidgeting impatiently in his arms, but he only continued the sweet torture. His fingers dominated me again. The stranger delightedly sucked in the air saturated with the smell of my desire."Yaroslava," he whispered hoarsely. “My Yaroslava,” he repeated over and over again, as if there was something special in this, intended only for me alone.His voice made me say goodbye to everything that I was before. I didn't even think about
My evening in that place was coming to its logical conclusion, when the scent of night lilies touched my sense of smell. Involuntarily, he began to look around for the owner of this special fragrance, until he came across a statuesque brunette with wavy hair making her way through the crowd. He did not notice how he ended up next to her. I could not deny myself such a trifle as to inhale the smell of lilies again. Unexpectedly for himself, an impatient growl escaped his throat. The beast inside stirred, and in the mind literally imprinted with a fiery brand: "Mine."In general, in the world of werewolves, everyone knows that if the wolf made a choice, then you can’t run away from it. But, damn, how everything is not on time, and even so problematic.And I don’t even remember that werewolves used to recognize people as their only ones.I am, as always, a lucky asshole!But if someone asks me if I regret it, I will answer with an unequivocal "no"!Can you regret something like this?Man
- Good, Yaroslav, - both answered in one voice.And if Rinat's voice is a harsh bass, which is like a native to me, then the baritone with a slight hoarseness immediately echoed in my mind with the ringing of alarm bells.Panic came in a wave comparable to a tsunami sweeping away million-plus cities.But I washed off his smell in the hotel room for an hour and even bought a new dress! And he…?! How did he find me so quickly? After all, he didn’t believe about the alpha of the gray wolf clan… Then what is he doing here?!Patent leather shoes clattered to the granite floor.Rinat looked from the marble countertop with breakfast in my direction. He meticulously studied the reaction he saw for a while, trying to figure out what was wrong. And Jan, turning his whole body in my direction, with a slight sneer and a sly squint of his black eyes, cheekily smiled in anticipation of the continuation.“Meet Yaroslava,” said Rinat. — Yen.- Y-yen? she asked more automatically than consciously.The
“Yaroslava,” Rinat’s voice brought back to reality. — What was that just now?“Nothing,” she answered automatically.- Yes? Alpha frowned, raising his voice. - So it seemed to me?It’s good that all our walls are completely soundproofed, and the groom prudently closed the door behind him.- It seemed - what, Rinat? I started getting angry too.Hot werewolf hands lay on my shoulders. The man turned to face him, forcing him to look into his eyes.“Yaroslava, I understand that you don’t like strangers, but the clan of black wolves rose to power not so long ago. While they have not yet overgrown with bureaucracy and greed. Everything will be fine. Besides, I think Ian is not the worst option yet. They say their alpha also participates in the annual audit personally. We're very lucky we didn't get him. Of course, I don’t know him yet, but they say it’s better not to get in his way at all. So you'll be a good boy and do absolutely everything for Ian that he asks. Do you understand me? - sho
“I introduced myself to you by a different name,” he looked at her with a sneer."What difference does it make what I call you?" You answer my question! - the wolf's indignation quickly grew into open fury, which, I must say, calmed me in turn. - What was that just now?I took another deep breath and then gave her an eloquent look.“Ian, answer the question,” she repeated with pressure for the umpteenth time.- I will definitely answer. Rinat directly. And I’ll even say a lot of things,” he told her promisingly.And, before she came to her senses, he picked her up in her arms and threw her over her shoulder, heading to the second floor of the building. The response to my actions was a loud cry and swearing. At the same time, Yaroslava did not forget to beat my back with her small fists.I let her go only when we were in the right place for me.- Yen! - she was indignant for the umpteenth time.He raised an eyebrow questioningly, waiting for more. I even folded my hands on my chest, de
Cattle are insatiable!The dog is anxious!Lustful bastard!Not only did he abuse my body as much as he wanted, he also ruined my wardrobe! How dare he even?! After all, now he knows for sure that I am Rinat's bride! Here it is... Wolf!Running down the concrete stairs, skipping one or two, I could only concentrate on how low I had just fallen. Yana cursed, over and over again, with increasing sophistication and tried not to notice how guilt began to gnaw from the inside, turning her soul inside out.He shouldn't have done this to me!I shouldn't have let him!I need to tell Rinat everything.Once is an accident. The second time ... the third will also be.Her cheeks burned with indignation, shame and… the desire to repeat everything again and not in one circle. Breathing refused to restore the previous rhythm, and the werewolf bite burned terribly. Every muscle ached with pain.Reckless pervert!She pulled the handle of the passenger door of the masterpiece of the German automobile i