Beowulf (BoyxBoy, Werewolf)(Book 1) COMPLETED

Chapter 24

**Ridge**

I scope the trees and sniff the air for any scents that might not be familiar. I don't smell anything out of the ordinary. I can smell my father somewhere out there along with a few other wolves patrolling. The snow sticks to my paws but I ignore the bite of the cold on them.

I came home late today from Beowulf's but my parents didn't question me much since I was in such a good mood. No doubt they suspect something happened between Beowulf and I. Something did happen though. Beowulf is finally giving in to the mating pull.

At first I was concerned when he called me at nine in the morning, then he got all serious over breakfast about wanting to talk. I felt like Beowulf was going to break up with me, and we weren't even dating! But then we talked about the party and how we made out and it actually wasn't that humiliating. I found it easy to tell Beowulf the truth. I found it easy to tell him I enjoyed our kissing.

Then Beowulf surprised me by kissing me again. He literally threw himself at me and kissed me like it would be the last time he would ever kiss again. The feeling I got of knowing it was Beowulf completely and not an intoxicated Beowulf made the kiss a million times better than it already was.

Then he agreed to go on a date with me, well, under the condition that I kiss him again. How could I say no to kissing him again? He is too addictive already and I fear I am going to become hooked on him within days if he keeps kissing me like he did earlier. I wouldn't mind kissing him all the time though. His kisses are soft, hot, fast, yet slow when needed, and just overall amazing. I am glad I waited to have him as my first kiss.

"Ridge," My father's voice rings through my head through our pack link. "You're off the hook early tonight,"

"Really?" I ask happily.

"Yeah, your mom needs you to watch Annie Jo for a few hours,"

I huff and turn back in the direction of the pack house. "Alright, I'm on my way,"

He doesn't reply back and I don't bother with trying to see if he heard me or not.

I huff again and sprint back towards the house. Annie Jo is not a bad child, I just would rather spend my time with Beowulf. The only reason I left Beowulf's was because I had to get to patrols. Next time I'll have to bring Beowulf along to babysit with me.

I shift once I get to the edge of the forest outside the house and pull on my clothes that I left bunched up on the ground. Here goes a night filled with princesses and tutus.

I walk into the house through the backdoor and greet Milo, one of the Omega's of the pack.

"Hey, Milo," I greet as I grab an apple from a fruit basket on the kitchen counter.

"Beta Ridge," He greets back as he looks up from his homework.

"Why so formal, man?" I ask. "Just call me Ridge,"

"Sorry, Bet-, I mean Ridge," He clears his throat and scratches his neck nervously. Do I really make people nervous?

"I gotta' babysit, but I'll see you around," I say as I toss the apple in the air and catch it again as I walk out of the kitchen.

I can hear a few people in the living room talking, and a T.V with some video game in the game room. I ignore it all as I walk down the hall to where the adults rooms reside.

I knock before entering my parents' bedroom. Annie Jo twirls around the room in a hot pink tutu and white tights. She dances on her tippy toes and twirls around until she notices me in the doorway.