Fated Or Doomed

Eruption

                                             Travis

 

      After a few days things start to feel at ease again between all odds. No bottle up anger or anything. We started to actually fall back into things. Malcolm and I agreed to focus on what we have now with our mate.

      Just now. Right now.

      In the time of good amends. Luna Belle has step up one of her dinner parties. These were made in specific groups to join and get along.

      Alphas, Betas, and Gammas of all packs are joined with their mates and family. In new coming, Elizabeth has ask if Connie and Milow can join. Their role at Black Harvest has met the ranks, but as they are not wolves it was up to Alpha Stan and Luna Belle if they feel comfortable with them.

      "Of course she said yes, because Elizabeth has a soft spot on everyone." That I agree with.

      As always we left in good time. Everything was nice and cheery  going. Nothing felt out of the ordinary at all.

      We all have made our ways around. Meeting new people and catching up with old friends.

      I adore the way Elizabeth has collide into the environment. She has ways among anyone. Even if they question her in first sight. She quickly wins them over.

      Taking a breather everyone has split. The children join indoors over the heat and a few parents has taken advantage of the care they give.

      I take a quick glance over my mate. Seeing her fanning herself. So I take it up to myself to go indoor and fetch her a cold drink.

      We quickly scavenge around and find a nice pink drink our mate will enjoy.

      As our head pulls out the fridge. Someone closes the door for us. And I can not say this enough. But a psycho, stalker, bitch don't know how to leave a man alone.

      "So I see IT's here." She hiss at me.

      "Fuck off." I go to grab a glass so I can pour some ice in Elizabeth's drink.

      She leans over to try to grab my attention. "Come on, baby. When you gonna notice this bitch over there is poor labor and see we can be a real thing."

      "We've never had a thing, Bri."

      "But we can." Bri goes to stroke my arms and I nudge for her to move. "Come on, I'm better than her. She's just some monster. And I'm just like you. She wouldn't and never would get that."

      I snap and turn to face the whore. "Yet you can't seem to understand the line of role between my mate and I."

      She gasp in feral of my tone. "Go infect some mutt with your crabs, and leave me alone." I turn back to my drink and begin to grab some ice. Again Bri doesn't give up. She stays put.

      "Even if you try she'll leave and think a vampire is better. I heard she's more blood sucking than magic casting." She giggles as she tries to sip the pink drink.