Wereology

№53|Change Of Plans

№53|Change Of Plans
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Barron walked around the house, passing his room he shared with Medusa. His eyes widened as he sat Medusa getting up on the ledge of the balcony.

“Medusa!” Barron rushed towards her, pulling her down. “What in the gods and goddesses names are you doing?!”

“Testing a hypothesis.” Medusa replied simply, climbing back onto the ledge. “Lillian said earlier that my snakes might not be the only side effect of the eyes. She says I might have something else!”

“And how would jumping off the ledge prove this?” Barron sighed, shaking his head.

“It’s a Baby Bird Law, the Mama Bird throws the Baby Bird out of the nest to help it learn how to fly.” Medusa explained, dusting off her clothes. “So hopefully the same will work for me.”

Medusa attempted to climb back onto edge once more but Barron pulled him back. “Medusa, what if you fall?” Barron whispered as Medusa climbed onto the ledge, his hand never leaving Medusa’s.

Medusa turned back towards Barron, exhaling softly. She climbed down the ledge, pouting slightly. “You never let me do anything fun…”

“Because I don't want you to die, Medusa.” Barron chuckled, kissing her forehead. “Now, we should get some sleep, I’m leaving to get Chelia and Alistair out soon and I want you beside me while I sleep.”

“You mean we’re leaving soon to get Chelia and Alistair out.” Medusa corrected, raising her eyebrow at her mate.

“No, you’re staying here. Right now, you’re the one Julius and Irvam want the most and I’m not about to bring you to them.” Barron stated, pulling her down in his lap. “Kirkland, Piper, Orion, and Celaneo said they found some stuff about The Vanguard.”

Medusa’s eyes sparkled. “The Vanguard, huh? I should learn more about them since I am one.”

Barron kissed her nose. “Don't go jumping off ledges while I’m gone.”

“Don't go biting people’s head off while I’m gone.” Medusa chuckled, kissing his lips.

“Just a little biting?” Barron smirked, nibbling on her earlobe.

“You sly dog.” Medusa scoffed as Barron pinned her to the bed.

“I know you like it a little rough, my researcher.” Barron cooed, nipping at the skin of her neck.

“So what if I do?” Medusa grinned viciously. “Whatcha gonna do about it, Alpha?”

Barron traced his tongue over the mark on her neck. Medusa moaned slightly, tugging on the Alpha’s shirt. He snickered, “oh? Did you like that?”

Medusa blushed, her lips forming into a small smirk. “You know I did~” she raked his fingers down his chest, eliciting a groan of pleasure out of Barron’s being. “Oh?” her voice grew the same tone as Barron’s. “Did you like that?”

“My, my, my, you little minx.” Barron chuckled, pinning her wrist above her head. “Gods,” he freed one of his grips on her hands to rake his hands down her beautiful body, “you’re beautiful.”