Derek can’t organize his thoughts fast enough. First he’s in their room snatching up his boxers. Then he’s narrowly missing running into the wall, and hopping over items within her living room to get to the kitchen. The smells in that room needed to be evacuated promptly. Especially because of what they just shared… It should have overpowered the apartment but all he could do was smell literally everything else that came into their space. Candice and Micha were there with the plethora of noxious scents that came from Sirens with them. Guy was still there. The Silverbacks seemed to sprinkle in more so than before, and honestly, it was grinding on his every nerve that he was outside of his care.  He shook his head and powered on into the kitchen next. It would have been better if she found out on her own what he managed to do today, but as he flew to the fridge and

=====Aislyn===== One could only hope, she thought to herself, although his rapidly darkening eyes told her differently. He could hear her loud and clear.  “For how long?” she arched herself enough to pull her back off the wall, her head rolling purposefully to the side as she went.  There’s a third entity now. One she didn’t feel before that circles around them, urging her to feel this. For the briefest moment she thinks she knows just what it is, but it has no business with her here.  Aislyn purposely rolls her hips downward against him, waiting for an answer, but the best he can repl

Her wolf sneezed against her neck and pulled away as she tried her best to lean right and find comfort in his pretty fur. Her eyes widened as his eyes found hers with a warning there. “Sorry… I…” she managed. “I thought…” Aislyn murmured her answer to his warning. “You look so soft. I just…” Aislyn remembered scrambling to her feet at the sound of birds racing for the sky. Her terror, his rejection… It was all too much. This was supposed to be a safe place… maybe she misinterpreted it. Maybe she was never safe, or wanted. It made sense the longer she stacked her reasons against herself. Aislyn couldn’t help the tears that openly streamed down her face as the scene before her played out. She caught her wolf’s disappointed look and ran off into the direction of whatever danger lurked there. It would be better, she thought. Better than this.Not having shoes was a blessing and a curse. What her bare feet landed on propelled her further, even if it jutted its way through the tough skin

Aislyn turned quickly back to Zane, “It was me, wasn’t it?” she whispered. “I hurt him?”Zane gave her a hardened look.“That’s why you called me a bitch in the club, isn’t it?” she questioned, sure that he wouldn’t reply. “You were just trying to protect your brother, right?” she swallowed. Zane nodded once, careful to see where this would go. “Well you should know, I loved him. The wolf. My… wolf,” Aislyn assured Zane for good measure. “Did he tell you why he bothered being with me at all… when he returned to you?” Aislyn cleared her throat, trying to keep her emotions at bay. Zane shook his head, fully expecting Aislyn to keep going she figured. “Great.” Aislyn shook her head. “So he was just done then? He didn’t lo… care for me?”“I wouldn’t know,” Zane assured her. “But you are a human and he had no business being out with you.”“Why do you then?” Aislyn spat. “Why do any of you mingle with us?”Aislyn could almost feel the lie ready to escape him and so she waved him off.

Aislyn watches carefully as Earl waves Zane off, already sensing tension in the Zane’s proximity.  “I thought you said you were brothers; always looking out for his best intentions,” she pushed out the moment she locked up behind the werewolf in question.  “Pack life isn’t the easiest,” he assured her. “There’s always some that slip through the cracks… or run off into a human’s arms.” “I’m glad he did,” Aislyn murmured her reply.  The Alpha beside her grunted, then corrected his posture. He slicked back his hair, then itched at his stubble. She could feel his eyes everywhere but on his brother and that was concerning