Moon Dancer - Hidden Wolf 1

Grayson

Ryker steps out of the bathroom and my head flops back onto Ares. I let out a huff of air.

There is a slight dip in the water as someone enters from the other end of the tub.

The scent of frosty pine wafts over me in a comforting wave. Finn wades up to us and greets me with a kiss to my shoulder blade. "How are you feeling?"

"Exhausted." I yawn. "My neck hurts really bad. And I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming."

Movement along the edge of the tub catches my attention. I look to see Jagger walking toward us, wearing nothing but his boxers too. He is holding a glass jar of what looks like soft pink sand. When he gets to the edge he notices my attention. "Bath salts. I figured you could use a little extra healing boost. My skill isn't best used for healing, but this should help ease some pain."

I watch as he dumps the whole jar into the pool.

My breath hitches as Finn places his hands on my lower back. His palms are flat against me, his fingers curving toward my shoulders. "You're so small." He whispers.

I'm tempted to make a small joke, but am distracted by Ryker coming back into the room. He is holding the towels he promised, but also has several products and a comb and a washcloth tucked into his other arm.

I arch an eyebrow. "You having a spa day?" I tease sleepily. "No wonder your hair is always so silky."

Ryker laughs and strips himself to his boxers. He places the towels down and walks down the steps into the water, setting the stuff on the ledge. Jagger follows behind him, his hands in his hair as he ties it in a pony. Several of the shoulder length pieces escape the band and fall to frame his face.

Finn slowly drags his hands up my back, and when he reaches my shoulders he goes back down. I sigh into Ares and let my eyes close.

I was still hella confused what was going on. But my mind was too loopy to think on it too long.

Pressed but-ass naked up against Ares made all of my thoughts scatter. The tingles reached every corner of my body and put me more at ease than I have ever been.

I was tired and in pain. But being surrounded by these four pack wolves made everything seem not so bad.

"Hey, Grayson?" Finn asks from behind me, still caressing my back.

"Mmm?" I mumble, cracking open one eye.

"Can I ask you something?" He says with the tiniest bit of hesitation.

"Can I ask you something too? A question for a question." I burrow my nose into Ares' throat. He grumbles approvingly.

"Sure." Finn takes a breath, preparing himself. "Is it because of the bite? That you feel dirty I mean. I can tell through the bond too, that you feel disgusting."

I open both of my eyes and lift my head up with a slight wince. "You can?"

Finn moves into my view since I can't turn my head anymore. "Yeah." He says with soft eyes. "Do you feel like that because of the bite?"

I chew on my lip. "Well shit, this makes my question sound dumb."

Ares' chest rumbles beneath me in a laugh.

The corner of Finn's mouth jerks up in a smile. "Do you want to go first then?"

I nod and immediately stop when my neck throbs. "How do you make your hair so floppy?"

Laughter raises around the room.

Finn's smile grows. "I used to blame it on Ares. Being around him in dry weather makes his skill go haywire."