The dream started out at the college cafeteria. Judging by the food being served, it was time for breakfast. Travis came walking in the door, locked his eyes on one specific man and headed straight for him with his teeth and fists clenched. Travis’s eyes were gold colored and he was radiating power and anger. The cafeteria was about ½ full; way too many witnesses for Travis to shift or for him to kill the man he was stalking, without dire consequences. Travis was alone, but appeared larger than life at that moment. As he reached the man’s table, he grabbed him by his jacket collar and slammed him up against the wall. Travis pulled his right arm back an

 Friday morning came too early. Susan was sore in places she didn’t know she had muscles. Obviously it’d been a long time since she had an orgasm, because those muscles were screaming from the intense one she had last night while fantasizing about Travis. Susan has never had sex, holding off for her mate, but one could do a lot and still not have intercourse. Getting ready for the day, Susan had some toast and then took some ibuprofen to ward off the aching in her muscles. The thought flashed through Susan’s mind:

 Unfortunately, Susan’s subconscious was still stuck on Travis and his rejection of her as his mate. It hurt her deeply, even if Susan didn’t want to admit it or examine it. Sometime during the night, Susan began to dream...“No Travis, please don’t hurt him. I swear to you we’re just friends.” Susan pleaded with Travis whil

 “Gannon, can I talk with you please?” Susan asked as she entered the kitchen after work.Alpha Gannon and Luna Cat were helping the older three children carve jack o’ lanterns from pumpkins. Gannon met Cat’s eyes and she nodded slightly as she slid into his spot, carving with Kimi and Keme. “Here, let mommy help you,” she s

 Halloween was fast approaching, and Gannon had begun building housing, either for the Mississippi Bluffs Pack to hide out, or for any of his former pack members wishing to reunite. As the delivery driver walked toward him, Gannon snapped out of his daydreaming and made eye contact. “Okay sir, that’s the last of it. That’s 100 shipping containers and 100 heating units. You should be ready for a small army, even in the cold.”