Chapter Four

Inadequate Distractions

Koin

Koin sat with his back to the wall, still naked and bathing in the small bit of moonlight his porch provided. This had always been a habit of his, when life got heavy, this was his attempt to make it lighter. Something about the nearly taboo feeling of walking around naked out in the open seemed to ease whatever burdens hung to harshly. The day had, been so confusing. That bite sized little snack had managed to plague his mind the entire day. Now Connor saw her, and what's worse was his reaction to Koins reaction. His first assumption was that she was Koins mate, but no matter how Koin explained that they had no real connection he wouldn't drop it.

The whole drive home he made a show of picking on Koin, teasing him. usually Koin would laugh it off, but he actually felt some sense of jealousy. He decided it was because she was...different. they shared sluts all the time, the twins were a constant go to. Neither of them perfect, but hot in their own ways. By the time they actually made it to the fire to await the twins, he was fuming. How could this one simple human girl possibly get to him this much?

Or...was she human? He didn't actually know. His fingers drummed his beer bottle impatiently.

She wasn't a wolf. He has Alpha blood; she wouldn't have been able to behave the way she did.

She wasn't a vampire, he did hear her heart beat normal, he could see the light flush of her cheeks.

He heaved a deep sigh, only now noticing the twins had arrived and Connor was trying to hog them both. He acted impulsively instead and stood to go wrap an arm around one’s waist. truth be told he didn't remember which was which, but he had, had them both, and after all they were twins, so the decision wasn't cause for concern. They were both used to this…. To an extent. Koin had never been much for romance or dancing around the bush when it came to sex, an opinion that actually split a lot of his pack down the middle. Yes, wolves have destined mates. But Some people believe that having sex with anyone other than your mate is a betrayal.

Some meaning men. Men think their female mates having sex with anyone but them is wrong. It's like Christian guilt has somehow bled over into their society, a culture of Magical shape shifting wolves with a tingle of sexism. Hence why the split, because the other side leans more towards natural behaviors, of course with some semblance of civility. People don't walk around smashing random people in the head when their angry.

Twin A didn't seem to mind how he behaved, in fact she giggled and tugged at Koin as they made their way through the back yard. Koin couldn't really mask his irritation just then, so he simply heaved her up against a tree with his one arm, jerked down her meager jean shorts and felt her, sliding his finger along her slit a little roughly, dipping in to massage her clit before he continued the opposite way, making sure she was wet. The rest seemed a blur, except his..anger?

Yes Anger. Towards twin A really. He was mad that..she seemed....wrong now. Her moans sounded..fake..naisely..

She looked back at him nearly smiling, and he went harder, making her scream out now as the bark of the tree cut into her skin just a bit. He was oddly encouraged by it. by making her give out some noise other than the ones she's probably made for plenty of others. If he were being honest, his mind quickly began to wander, to the red-haired doll, To the way he was sure her fuller form would probably bounce against him much more heavily, making his harsh thrusts deeper and harder.

He nearly forgot to pull out before he came as the tantalizing images of his mystery girl were replaced by the sudden realization that the blond Twin had asked him to stop, but he hadn't heard her at all. he swallowed hard watching her "I. I’m...' she shoved at him wobbly legged and jerked her shorts up to wobble off. Koin swallowed watching her go.

He didn't hear her?

He just...

He felt his stomach knotting quickly, not only because he felt immensely guilty for taking things to far and hurting the poor girl, but..because watching her wobble away on jelly legs instilled some deep pride and warmth in him that he couldn't quite explain. He felt heavy as he shuffled silently up to his room, thankful his parents were away at an alliance meeting with another pack.

That's how he wound up naked on the porch, mind still full and getting fuller. That stupid girl was making him fuck up with her mind games. who did she think she was anyways? And who was she? after a few hours he pushed down the garbage rotting away at his brain and stood.

This was his home, his town to protect.

A newcomer with more secrets than he liked could threaten their peaceful community. If he wanted to fix his unruly demeanor and irrational thoughts, he needed answers. He pulled on shorts and made a call to the sheriff, requesting a small perimeter in town and drove to park at the school. He shifted and sniffed but found nothing after hours of his search. Still, no scent. nothing. he broke into the school and searched for her file, only to get dead cell numbers, the name of her parents and an address. It was nearly 2 am now, and he couldn't think of much else to do except to drive out to the address.

As motivated as he was, he wasn't going to make the mistake of acting so wildly again. He couldn't very well drive up to a stranger’s house in the dead of night and demand to speak with their daughter, especially if they were human and oblivious to the world around them.

Or could he?