The sun hits my eyes just at the right angle. Lord knows I don't want to get out of bed. My legs are aching. If I would say that I didn't want to stay in bed to relive last night, I would be lying to myself. I had never in my life experienced anything like that. It was a sin that he stopped when he did. My mind did kind of erase, I couldn't think of anything but him. I felt like this was obsessive behavior so instead of laying in bed and dreaming of his head between my thighs, I decided to open my eyes and let the bright ass sun in. He wasn't in bed with me because my fingers felt around and the only thing I could feel was the empty bed.
My pants were barely up my butt when Summer burst through the door. 'Quinn are you okay? Remington said that you had a nightmare." I look at her confusingly. "Actually I had no dreams at all. For the first time since I've been here." It was her turn to look confused.
"You were screaming an awful lot last night Quinn. Are you sure you don't remember it?"
"Summer he went down on me, it felt re-"
"Alright that's way too much information. Anything that happens to you sexually you should keep to yourself. Also that's my brother, I don't need to know your bed time stories."
I hang my head down. Summer was the first person I wanted to tell everything too. I usually kept everything to myself. "I'm sorry. I just thought that-"
"Im not mad. But things you and Remington do in bed is something you keep to yourself. It is something that says between you two. It's no ones business but yours and Remingtons. Do you understand what Im saying?"
I nod my head. So whatever we do in bed is kept private. "speaking of Remington, do you know where he is?"
"He's out training the wolves, just making sure they are prepared. I practically run out the door. Maybe if I show up then the same mind blowing experience will happen like yesterday, and if doesn't at least I will get to see him shirtless. He's exactly where summer said I would find him. I watch from a distance but I know he sees me because our eyes meet.
His pointer finger motions me towards him. My feet do not run up to him. Instead they fail me, they are moving at snail pace. While my feet inch forward I get a good look at everyone training. How could anyone ever want to fight the Blood Moon pack? The men had bigger arms than my head and the woman looked like they had horse legs. I watched as a woman punched a man in the nose, it started gushing blood, and when he was disoriented she swiped her legs under him. A loud thud echoed in my ears, she then stood his throat and he tapped out. That was one hell of a woman, I noted that I would never cross her.
My feet finally find Remington. I smile at him. He does not look too happy with me. I'm about to speak to him when I feel a sharp pain in my back. I'm on my back and can barely breathe. I look for Remington, knowing whoever did that was about to get their neck snapped. But his big scary growl never came. Instead he leans over me and smirks. "If you want to be apart of this pack, you need to fight. I may not be here to rescue you Quinn, and screaming will do nothing but get your throat ripped out."
"You-r y-our making me train?"
"Well if you are going to be by my side, I need you to be able to protect yourself. You still want to be my luna right?"
My mind is going a million miles an hour. ME? LUNA? Was this some sort of trick? This could be laughable, I look up at him, his smirk is a frown and even though my ears are ringing I hear no one laughing. Did I really want to be luna to the deadliest pack? Could I even outlive this war to become luna? Would I even be able to bare our kids? What if I get kidnapped? It was then that a little voice in my head spoke. If I learned how to fight I would have a lower chance of getting kidnapped or hurt. I need to show Remington that I'm not a weak human, that I can be a good wife and mother, that I could stand by him with my head held high, no weakness to show. He reaches his hand down and I grab it. "The light in your eyes told me everything." A round of applause fills the air. "They are clapping for you Quinn. They are clapping for their future luna." I smile as luna replays over and over in my head.
"Also cute outfit. Your boobs look amazing."
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How to Love a Human
Hombres LoboQuinn Lang was a human in a society full of werewolves. She finally is able to escape the reality of her abusive home by attending college six hours away. But everything falls apart again when she meets her mate, Rhemington Blood, the most feared Al...