Dieter's Prize

Thirty-Five

Dieter's POV

Something is up.

Crispin is only wearing sweats and sweatpants. And when I try to hug him or cuddle he won't let me. He's told me time and time again that nothing is wrong and he's not upset with me. But when he keeps rejecting my advances what the hell am I supposed to think?

Plus I'm super horny and I want some dick. 

It's been a WEEK. A whole week since Crispin dickmatized me yet again. I almost forgot how good it feels to be so full on the inside. Especially by Crispin. He was so heavy, thick, and long. The sweet stinging pain of being stretched by him was addicting and--

FUCK. See, I'm way too horny to be denied any longer.

I readjust myself in my pants again as I'm sitting during our weekly pack meeting. We were going over the last details of the pack division, between my pack and Crispins. But this time, Rena and Danielle had joined us and Carter was sitting in Rena's lap. Sound asleep. 

Crispin held my hand and was rubbing his thumb across which only added to my very hard problem. He wore a thick sweatshirt and jeans, and it caught me off guard. So much so that I asked him if everything was okay and if he was sick when he got dressed. In the bathroom. With the door closed. That's how I knew something was off. 

Also, the fact that I find it extremely hard to leave his side. That was the case before slightly, but this was different. It was worse. I didn't like anyone being close to him, or looking at him. 

Something was wrong.

"Tomorrow we can announce to the pack about the opportunity for division. We should probably set a maximum number of how many can leave, then the first wolves that sign up can move." My father suggested and everyone agreed.

"Housing-wise, keeping it under 150 would be best. Then we can slowly build out and every two years we can have a new wave of members sign up if they so choose." Crispin chimed in. My heart swelled with pride as he spoke. I loved seeing him in his alpha mood. It did dirty things to me.

"That's not quite fair if you ask me. Perhaps, there should be a waitlist whether it be first come first serve." Rena spoke softly to make sure she didn't wake Carter. "Then have the families picked randomly. But they should be able to sign up for the division whenever they want."

"I see what you're saying but as time goes on, it would be even more unfair if we do it randomly. What if a family had been on the waitlist for years but others who have just signed up get picked before them? It would be mayhem." I added in with a deep sigh. Her idea was good, but it wasn't going to work in the long run.

"How about we do a random choice for this first one? Then as the years go on and the pack can handle more members, for the next Division Choosing it will be oldest to newest." 

We all went silent taking in Danielle's idea. It made the most sense and it seemed to be the best option. And so we all agreed. 

"Should there be parameters? Only older families can sign up. Or can everyone?" This was a great question as well. Rena would be a great leader.

"Parameters seems best. The younger unmated wolves should stay, and young families. Older families and mated couples should be the ones to have the opportunity for division." 

"What about money? How are we going to build new houses?" Rena asked with worry all over her face as she looked at Crispin.

"We will help, of course. And I'm sure our friend James wouldn't mind pitching in a few million dollars." I was of course being sarcastic, but also I knew there was some truth to it. That wolf dripped of wealth, and helping build neighborhoods wouldn't put a single dent in his pocket.