Bite down 2

8

I run.

I shouldn't have reacted in the way that I did. It was way more dramatic than I've ever been before or that I ever want to be. When I see my brother having sex with Dakota I just freak out. I have to admit I feel this jealousy.

I'm standing at the top of the steps that lead downstairs in the huge castle. The steps lead to the front foyer. I'm breathing heavy. I can't believe this happened.

I find myself punching the wall hard. I punch it so hard that I dent it.
"I'm sorry," a voice says behind me.

I turn at that moment to see Dakota. He's standing there. The anger that I have right now is beyond anything that I've felt for a long time. When I turn I notice Dakota has followed me out of the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. He is flushed red. He wasn't expecting me. I can tell that he didn't know that I was going to come here.

His torso is slim and tight. The towel is wrapped around his waist. I can smell him from here. He smells like sex. He smells like Yuma.

"That was a great welcome," I tell him, "I must say."

"I didn't know you'd come back."

"And that matters?" I ask him.

"I have no excuse," Dakota tells me, "I was drinking and Yuma...came onto me and it just...happened."

I laugh. Dakota is clearly drunk now. He's stuttering his words. A part of me believe him. He keeps running his hand through his hair. I don't know why I expected him to be faithful to me. I don't know why I thought he wouldn't be sleeping with anyone.

I shake my head.

I sit on the stairs. I shouldn't have come back here. It was a mistake to come back.
"I used to watch you when we ran as wolves. Your legs were always longer than mine. You could always run faster than me," I admit to Dakota, "I used to think that maybe you were the kind of wolf I wanted to be with. I used to fantasize."

"Can you stop?" Dakota asks me, "I feel bad enough already."

"Why him? Why not me?" I ask.

"You know why."
"No I don't know why," I explain, "I'm honestly confused. You spent so much more time with me. You made me into a wolf. You taught me everything I know."

I was sure my mother had helped Yuma along. Dakota and I had a connection. The connection was strong. It lasted. It was something that was important to me. I wanted to be the one making love to Dakota. For the first time in my life I envied my brother.

"You belong to him."

"Are you serious? Yuma is in the competition too," I state.

"It's different. Since you've been gone I can tell that the Alpha hasn't stopped thinking about you," Dakota explains to me, "You know what he did when you left and Yuma came back? He took Yuma on a date and all they did was talk about you..."

"You thought he was going to bring me back?" I ask.

Dakota nods.

"It was just a matter of time. Walid likes you. He's trying to fight it."

Dakota is wrong. Walid didn't bring me back. Two members of Walid's pack brought me back. Sure, Walid told me to stay but it was different. Dakota looks like he isn't willing to even think about crossing Walid. It looks like he knows that he isn't going to want to start this.

"And so are you," I state.

Dakota sighs, "Yeah. I am. Because you belong to him. And I can't fight him for you. So even though I want you...even though I might even prefer you I decided long ago I couldn't have you. I settled, Yas. I settled for your brother."
I smell him coming before he gets there but Dakota is so drunk that he doesn't smell my brother coming. My brother walks up behind him. He hears everything Dakota says about him. I look over at Yuma and my mouth drops open when I see Yuma react. A tear runs down Yuma's eyes. I had no idea when Yuma became gay. I mean he always was feminine but our mother raised us this way. How long did he have feelings for Dakota? I had no idea that this was a thing.
"You settled for me?" Yuma asks Dakota.