Escaping Rogue

four

I ran my fingers through my hair, letting the soap wash out beneath the force of the water. My body was soaked, smooth and sweat free. At least, compared to last night, it was.

God, last night was amazing.

Neither of us slept—in fact, our wolves had the both of us up till dawn. I hadn't even grown tired yet, because my body and Evan were still craving more.

I heard the door open, or more Christian as he strode in completely naked. He walked as casually as if he were out with the pack, parading right across the bathroom and to the glass door of the shower. I rolled my eyes but let him in.

Chris stepped into the waterfalls, wrapping both his arms around my waist and ducking his head next to my neck. Water ran down the top of his head, dropping down onto my chest.

A small smile overcame my lips and I reached up to grabbed the side of his head, leaning back into his chest and shoulder. The soap ran off my body and onto his, and off his body back to mine, trailing down our torsos and legs and back down to the drain.

Christian ran his hands around my body, starting from my arms to my shoulders and chest. His fingers slid down my stomach, drawing circles almost everywhere he could reach.

We stood like that for a long time, just taking in the events of last night. I was appreciating them, recalling every touch and move of his. Even now I was appreciating him, encasing me in his build without so much as a painful touch. All he ever was doing was holding me. He wasn't trying anything, even with the both of us naked and alone, we just stood there in quiet peace.

The feeling of his bare body pressed against mine alone, however, triggered a sense of pleasure. I hadn't felt it before, as we were either dressed or too encased in sex to focus on such feelings, but they felt amazing. Any tingling I felt whenever he kissed me or touched my hands and arms were nothing compared to what I felt now. Now was a full on explosion of pleasure, overriding my entire being and ensnaring me in its bliss.

"I love you." He finally whispered, pulling the both of us out of the water. I smiled and turned into his chest, wiping the water droplets from his forehead and watching the other on his cheek drip slowly.

His words warmed me up inside. "I love you too." I whispered, sliding my hands up behind his neck. Chris instantly leaned down, pressing his lips on mine. They were still a bit numb from last night, so really all I could do was smile and let him do most of the work.

We finished the shower almost thirty minutes later, and once we realized we had stuff to do, hurried to our closets to dress. Lazily, I threw on some ripped jeans with a sweater. It's starting to get colder, and since we're outside a lot, I need some other type of support other than my inhuman body temperature.

"I'm leading training today." Christian called. I reached up for my combat boots.

"Hey, what about that one on one session you promised?" I asked loudly, exiting my closet and sitting on the bed. Christian stood by his dresser, pulling on a black jacket over a black tee. He looked back at me, smirking his signature smirk.

I pulled my boots on and laced them up, feeling suddenly tired. My body didn't want to stand up, let alone do anything today. I guess you should actually sleep at night, but that's what coffee's for.

"I'll work out a time." Chris said, walking back to the bed. He leaned  down, pressing his lips on my forehead. The moment was sweet, making me appreciate him even more. His actions really contradicted my first beliefs of him, of his wretched horridness and a ruthless alpha. He's changed, and maybe for the better.

Chris left right after, leaving me alone to find a group of women to tend to. Most of the men were out at the training session with their alpha, and the ones who weren't were children. Most of the younger, able bodied women who chose to go train were also gone, but for the most part I was in the common room with many mothers and children.

"Luna," a woman greeted when I walked in. I smiled at her, noticing her guarded gaze and firm smile. She didn't have the same feeling many of the other women omitted, the feeling of welcoming comfort, but she did feel trustworthy nonetheless. "I'm Sofia Espinoza." She introduced. "Mario's sister."

"Mario?" I asked, confused by the fact that this woman could be related to him. Mario's sister? Mario, as in our beta? The same Mario who threw me in jail and also had our back while we were attacking the rogues?

Sofia laughed, probably from the dumb expression that now resides on my face. She nodded. "Yes, his sister."

Now I really focused on her features. If she hadn't told me she was Mario's sister, I would have never guessed. They didn't look much alike, other than the dark hair coloring and tan skin. Sofia had wide,  brown eyes shaped like an almond, while Mario had lighter eyes. Their facial structure was sort of similar, especially the cheekbones and jaw. Hers was mirrored in a feminine way, though.

"Alena." I greeted, holding my hand out. Sofia smiled, taking it in her own. "Why haven't I seen you before?"

Sofia let go of my head, nodding. "Well you see-"

Suddenly a toddler was running at Sofia, waving her fingers in the air. The woman in front of me laughed as the little girl ran into her arms. Sofia lifted the girl up and turned back towards me.

"My mate was in the Bordova pack out west. I've finally convinced him to come back here and visit my brother." She explained. "And besides. I wanted to meet the new luna."

I smiled, looking down at the little girl. She had the same coloring as her mother and uncle, although her eyes were a vibrant green.

"She's beautiful," I said. The little girl caught my eyes, resting her tiny head on her mother.

"This is Eliza." Sofia said. "Eliza, can you say hi?"

Sofia pointed at me, grabbing Eliza's hand in the process. The little girl let her, although her once excited expression was now blank.

I smiled, waving my hand gently. "Hello, Eliza."