Chapter Eleven

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Wesley Gray

I don't know how I feel about knowing werewolves are real, or the fact I'm mated to three of them. I don't think it's hit me yet, and I don't know what to do about that either. A part of me feels betrayed, that everyone around me knew and didn't tell me. Another part of me is just confused.

I feel stupid, like I missed the obvious. But how was i supposed to guess that we were

mates? I guess a part of me just thought I was feeling more confident with the move. And then also I'm in heat? What the hell is that about?

I don't know, everything is just so confusing right now.

School sucked, and all the boys are busy today with pack stuff, so i'm sitting in my room. Taking the time alone for granted, but I huff. Rolling onto my stomach, I grab my phone.

Me: What r u doin?

Soph: Pack shit, hectic here. U ok?

Me: Bored

Soph: Sorry, busy :(

I huff again, just as someone knocks on my door. Turning over, I see mom. She's standing in the doorway with a pint of ice cream and spoons.

"Thought we could eat our weight in sweets and chat?" she sounds hopefully, almost like she's worried I'd deny her. I'd never do that. I nod, and she comes in, climbing onto my bed and handing me a spoon.

She opens the ice cream, and we start digging in. "Yano, Will says he's never seen the boys so happy"

I let out a heavy sigh, letting my head fall back and hit my headboard. "Confused" I mumble, scoping another bite of ice cream into my mouth.

"It's okay to be confused, but it's also okay to just go with what feels right. I know it feels natural to get lost in them, and it's okay for you too. You deserve to get lost in happiness, and safety"

"Scared. Don't want a baby "I fiddle with my spoon, and mom nods.

"It's hard, but once you have that baby, you'll love it so much. Never regret it, and do anything to protect that kid" she says, her voice soft. I know what she's referring to too.

"Still scared." I take another scope of ice cream, and mom nods.

"I don't have advice for this honey. I wish I did. I'm still learning their traditions." She eats some ice cream, and I nod.

"Love you. So much "I whisper, and she smiles wide.

"Not as much as i love you"

I don't know when I fell asleep, but I woke up to the boys climbing into bed. They don't say anything. They just get all cozied up to me, and we all fall asleep shortly after.

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I feel movement, and I feel something shift down my legs. My left leg bends, and I bury my face into the pillow dozing off again. Something wet and warm slips against my entrance, making me whine.

I squirm, burying my face further into the pillow. The feeling happens again, and my foggy brain starts to clear, when whatever is rubbing against my entrance breaches me. I gasp, it gets stuck in my throat when it thrusts in and out of me.

I sit up, only to be pushed back down. "Two taps or say pickles if you want it to stop" Troy leans next to me, his eyes dilated. "Do you understand?"

"Y-yeah?" my brows furrow, and then the thrusting starts again. A whimper, then a moan. I release it into someone's mouth when I feel a slight suction.

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