Ascension - Book Eight - Man x Man

Chapter 105

Verando glances over the lyric sheet, running a hand through his hair as Tiberius allows the final Sirens of the band inside. I wouldn't allow him out of my sight again if I could help it, the wolf in me was locked in, after the attack my main priority was to keep him safe. It was hard enough allowing Helen to take our children after she betrayed us, though Verando had done a good job explaining away her treason. 

Tonic often turned us over and ran away, this was much more a sense of ownership in what she'd done. She had a concern, she stuck with us the entire time, she was willing to help and she admitted the wrongs. I could forgive that, I'd had my concerns about others as well and she did have a pack to think about much as we often forgot that she was an Alpha in her own right. 

 The way the shirt hugged his body, the way his jeans hugged his hips, my mouth practically watered. My hormones pulled me out of my musings every time there was a lull in the train of thought.

 We'd gathered in the den area of the home, I really hadn't had much time to explore in depth what the home had to offer. As the band files in to raid the kitchen by the sound of their footsteps, I hear the distant knocking of our hired repairman attempting to piece back together the front door. 

My husband had made it quite clear it must be done today, much to Ron's disappointment at our inability to control ourselves. 

Moving to join him at the bar top, a fully stocked wet bar was a welcome addition, I set down his cup of tea for him. "Here. You look worn out. Are you sure we should be doing this? My hope was to allow you to rest." If he had any energy left, I'd rather use it in service than appease a Siren who I felt was the true culprit here.

Setting the sheet down, he gratefully accepts the cup. "I'm exhausted, entertaining Tiberius is the last thing I want to do right now but he is correct in that we haven't practiced. I suppose I can't keep avoiding him. Man's a parasite... but he is successful and we need him to stay relevant."

It was hard to keep the small smirk off my face, in war times I often felt the same, we'd gone from catastrophe to catastrophe with enough time to stop for human moments in between. While I didn't often think about practicing lyrics in those times, it was the main thing funding our family right now and I appreciated his dedication to that.

The admittance was a shock, he usually was much more stoic, but I couldn't say I wasn't grateful for his honesty. "This morning doesn't even feel real. I'm honestly bummed, I really enjoyed our bath and was hoping to show my appreciation."

 My words cause him to flush just the slightest, stiffening as he stands to go behind the countertop with a sip of his tea. It wasn't often I embarrassed him, though it also wasn't a common occurrence that he allowed himself to be in such a position. Even though he did it from a point of dominance, it was beyond anything I could have hoped for. The wolf lurking beneath was smitten, the break from the internal monologue was welcomed yet the discomfort of the obsession still caused me to linger almost too close.

"Sorry to cause a disruption in your heat cycle." He muses, eyeing me with suspicion as he catches me off guard. I had leaned towards him, focused and entranced. "You're insatiable." Opening the fridge, he pulls out a tray of ice, popping one cube in his mouth. My own pheromones were driving me nuts, I shake out my hair to clear my head and sigh at the dispersal of my scent.

Much as I struggled, I often wished he was more vocal in his desire for me.

I'd had my suspicions, with the way he was so interested in my blood, how protective he'd felt over me. It hadn't been very long, how often could I expect to go through this? "Do you have any idea how hard it is to think about you being gone? It's cruel to leave me here if you think I really am entering such a phase." I attempt, swallowing at the way he rolls the cube in his cheek.