(Discontinued) The Alphas (bxb)

Chapter Thirty Two

Roman and Vin live right next to Silver Range's land in a rather large wooden mansion, designed to look cosy liike a cabin in the winter, only it is decked out with mordern day furniture, or whatever Vin wants in their house. Kyler's pack has a great deal of territory, the main pack camp enclosed in miles upon miles of forest and small lakes to the north, south and east, only accessible by road or foot, that is, if you are a supernatural and can reach very fast speeds. Kyler's border ends at the foot of a weird hill just west of the main camp, where the woods slope upwards into the vampire territory. From there on, Roman (and Vin) control more woods further west. There are some unclaimed territory, given to humans, down south where Roman and Kyler or the existing Alpha would have to moniter to ensure that no vampire or wolf goes crazy and mauls people. If it's hard to imagine, I will (badly) draw out a map on Paint. Just incase it was a little hard to imagine how they move from place to place.

Chapter Thirty Two

Kyler's POV

The morning started off more or less painful. Waking up from a wonderful dream was a pain. My ass was in pain.

Oh shit. Dalton and I totally went all the way last night, I remember being violently and forcefully submerged inside my body as my wolf came out and played to his heart's content while all I could do was watch, horrified as my body did things I never knew was even possible for any living, breathing creature.

I turned red like in the context of that one Taylor Swift song. Woo. You go girl. Loving him was red, and indeed it was. I pried Dalton's muscular arm off me and sat up in the bed, wincing inwardly at the soreness of my body. Something, however, felt a little different today. My wolf was submissive, lying dormant within the dark abyss I called my soul. Kidding.

"Hey... are you there? You alive?" I prodded at my literal other half and got no answer. Maybe it was a post-coital phase for wolves. Who knew.

I lifted the blanket off my body.

Yup, naked. And the colorful array of bruises and hickeys that lined my entire body didn't make that discovery any less embarrassing. God damn, Dalton. Calm down there boy.

Speaking of which made my thoughts subconsciously probe at his and Dalton stirred in his sleep, growling lowly before blinking open his lovely green eyes, gaze landing on me.

Someone had done a bang up job of teaching me all about this mating ceremony thing because the next thing I knew, my wolf was up and about as Dalton pressed me into the bed with my head against the headboard.

"Not again!" I whined out and my wolf silenced me. Dalton's eyes shifted to a darker hue as he leaned down and began grazing at my neck like a herd of grazing animals... gazelles? Biology was not my forte.

The next thing I knew, his fangs had penetrated my skin and I wanted to cry out at how amazing and excruciating the small action was. He stayed there for about fifteen seconds and before it became too awkward, released me and licked the wound. I felt the wound close up as the special antibodies and enzymes in my body worked to patch up the remanents of the night before.

By the time my wolf had slunk away into the crevice of my mind, my body was healed, all sores and bruises gone, nothing aching. I felt great! But that didn't mean I was all ready to go again. There could be only so much mind-blowing sex in one day.

"Hey, sorry about that. My wolf took over me," Dalton panted lightly as he still leaned over me, elbows resting on the side of my head and I smiled, feeling a blossoming of a warm... something in my heart and mind.

"Are you okay?" he breathed and I nodded, gently shoving him off me so I could sit up and leave the bed.

"Now I'm just hungry-" and I added hurridly afterwards, "-for food!"