GINGER That Friday, I received a text from Lucy to remind me of the plans she had to go to the nightclub. I quickly responded and agreed to go, sighing as I fell into my bed. Barely a minute after I relaxed, Paige stumbled into my room, closing the door behind her. "Gigi, I need your help," she cried out, collapsing onto the floor next to my bed. I got up quickly. "What happened? Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine, but…" her voice trailed. "What is it?" I asked, getting down on the floor next to her. "I think I'm in heat!" "Oh!" I exclaimed. "What does it feel like?" "Oh, Goddess, this is so embarrassing." She turned bright red. "But I'm so…" She lowered her voice until she was whispering. "Horny." I doubled over in laughter. "Where's Dylan?" "He's working until two. Goddess, I'm dying!" "And how did you want me to help?" I snickered. "I hope you weren't expecting me to take care of you on Dylan's behalf." She burst out laughing. "Holy Artemis, no! What the hell is wrong with y
GINGER "I'm so glad you made it!" Lucy shrieked as she pulled me against her in an embrace. When she pulled away, she looked me up and down and said, "Damn, you look hot, Gigi! If I weren't straight, I'd fuck you!" She stared down at my boobs "Can I feel them?" "Sure," I replied. I was actually kind of used to it. For some reason, women loved touching my boobs. I mean, they were kind of just out there. She poked two fingers into the top of them, the skin jiggling in response. "They're so squishy." I laughed at her reaction. She took my arm and pulled me toward the living room of the packhouse where a bunch of people were already pre-gaming. "Here, have a White Claw," she said, pulling a can out of a bucket filled with ice. I took it from her as some girls made room for me on the couch. As Lucy walked away to go who knows where another girl sitting on the couch next to me grabbed my attention. "Hi, I'm Erin. Nice to meet you." She put her hand out to me. "Hey, Gigi," I replied. I
GINGER I was waiting for some of the crowd to clear when I felt a presence behind me, and someone's hands slid down the sides of my torso to my hips, a shiver traveling up my spine in response. I turned around and was about to berate whoever decided to just grab me without asking first when I came face to face with Tyce, my heart skipping a beat in reaction. So, maybe he had forgiven me? Goddess, he looked good, especially with my buzz taking control of my hormones, my whole body relaxed and aroused, my inhibitions lowered. Before I could stop myself, I turned back around and ground my ass against his pelvis. He instantly fell into sync with my dance moves, but it somehow seemed more intimate than it ever had with previous dance partners. His body heat surrounded mine, his fingers grazed my thighs, hips, ass. Soon his hands were against the hem of my skirt, his fingers gripping the skin of my thighs, and his palms gliding against the fabric of my dress. I was practically moaning wit
TYSON Oof—I clutched at my stomach. This fucking girl! Goddess, she was so infuriating! She pissed me the fuck off! And yet… I might have been in love? No, I did not just think that. I definitely did not just think that. There was no fucking way I was in love with the most infuriating bitch I'd ever met. But, Goddess be damned, I'd be lying if I said that wasn't some of the hottest sex I'd ever had—if I said I didn't want to do it all over again. Was it possible to be addicted to a pussy? Everything about her was perfect. Okay, most of the time she really pissed me the fuck off. But then there were times that I saw a different side of her—a less prickly side. And, Goddess, her body, the way she smelled, the way she screamed my name, her amazingly gorgeous tits, her big, round ass, her tight little, wet pussy. I sighed to myself and got up off the floor, peeling off the condom that contained the evidence of what we'd just done. I found a paper towel roll in a cabinet under the c
GINGERThe next morning, I woke at noon to Paige bouncing on my bed, my head throbbing and my throat dry. Goddess, why did I do that again? Why did I overdo my drinking again when I promised myself not to? "Wakey, wakey!" she sang out."Goddess, can't you leave me alone?" I groaned."Did you forget we volunteered for the temple bake sale today? Those blondies aren't going to bake themselves. Heidi's already on her way to help."I groaned again."So, come on, how was last night? I've been dying to find out how it went and what you think of Lucy." She giggled.At the mention of the prior night, all my memories came rushing back to me of Tyce's fingers inside me, pushing me against the wall, fucking me on the floor, his vampire teeth, all the shots I took with Lucy and her friends, and Tyce driving me home. "Fuck!" I cried out."What?" Paige stared at me."Oh Goddess, oh Goddess, oh Goddess.""What?" Paige asked again."Fuck, fuck, fuck.""Oh my Goddess, Gigi, are you going to tell me or
GINGER Curiosity getting the better of me (and, okay, desperation for a ride), I agreed to meet Tyce after the service, telling my parents I'd meet them at home. I waited until my family left and most of the congregation dispersed as well, many sticking around later than usual to buy some baked goods. Once I made my way outside, I spotted Tyce sitting down on a bench. He stood as I approached. "Hey, I made it." I gave Tyce a small, closed-mouth smile. "Thanks for making it." He smiled widely in return, seeming genuinely happy to see me. "You wanted to talk?" He rubbed the back of his neck and said, "I'd like to start over." "Start over?" I repeated, not sure what he meant, and definitely not what I'd been expecting him to say. "I'd like to get to know you, Gigi." "Why?" I eyed him suspiciously. "I don’t know. You seem cool." "What!" I doubled over in laughter. "All you do is make digs at me all the time. What was that you said last night? That you think I've had a train run
TYSON On Wednesday, I filled in for some trainers in the morning, followed by a run of the pack. I had to keep shifting back and forth between my forms since I wasn't able to mindlink with Blake's pack members, which got exhausting after a while. By lunchtime, I was more than relieved. As I entered the packhouse and made my way to the kitchen, I wiped some sweat from my forehead and let out a deep breath. I was pleased to see that Connie had left out my favorite for lunch—Texas beef chili. I quickly reheated it in the microwave and took a seat at the kitchen table, bringing over a bottle of hot sauce and pulling out my phone so I could look through my calendar. I smiled to myself as I noted my evening was empty of obligations and I'd finally have a chance to relax. I'd never worked so hard as an alpha before. Partially because of what I told Gigi—my whole family helped with running the pack, so it wasn't quite as much work. What I hadn't told Gigi, though, was that it was also beca
TYSON The next day, Blake rounded up his troops and we headed up north. We bused the chosen warriors and came up with a cover story that they were part of an intramural sports team that was going to compete in Quebec, just in case any questions got asked at the border. Blake and I took his car and rode together. Before I left, I got in touch with my brother to keep tabs on how he was doing with arranging a chartered flight with as many of our warriors as we could fit. While I told my brother not to worry about coming, he couldn’t help himself and jumped on the same flight with all of them. I smiled—my brother was a good guy, and I knew he'd always have my back. Although, I'd probably try to keep him in charge of the logistics rather than fighting on the front lines. He'd never been trained as well as I had. "Tyce, I really appreciate all your help, both this time around and when Jasmine was kidnapped. If your pack ever needs a favor, I'll have a flight chartered from the east coast