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After having a brief breakfast with the pack, I walk back upstairs to finish packing an overnight bag. I have to travel to Alpha Jon's pack. Though, I am already a day late due to the rogue attack. I instantly know I am going to have trouble when I see Rhylan waiting for me at the top of the stairs.
"Too busy to join your mate and pack for breakfast?" I ask her, stepping around her open arms.
"Yes I was, actually. But not too busy to see you off." She says, crossing her arms. Her muscles bulge slightly with the movement and I find it hard to draw my eyes away. When I finally did, her eyebrow was raised.
I huff and turn around, walking into her room. I pull out a small bag and begin to fill it with clothes and a few other odds and ends I might need. I make sure to keep the more questionable items out of view, like my ancient dragon claw, or the vial of vampire blood I got from a friend. I don't look up when I hear Rhylan enter the room behind me, or when I feel her strong arms slide around my waist.
"Why do you need all these clothes?" She asked, her voice strained.
"I have things to attend to in Alpha Jon's pack. I have to stay overnight." I quickly stuff panties into the bag.
I feel Rhylan's chest rumble with a deep growl suddenly. She grabs my bag, reaches in and flings something across the room.
"Not those, too lacy."
I roll my eyes and pack another, flicking her arm before she can take the bag again. She only stops growling when I ask if she would rather me naked.
"And your brother is going with you, right?" She asks, pulling me closer. I pause, not answering. I did not intend on letting her know that my 'brother' was not coming. Instead I lean against her, unknowingly allowing her to distract me. Her dark hair gently tickles my shoulders as she lowers her head. Her lips softly kiss the skin of my neck and shoulder as her thumbs create circles on my hips.
"Amaris." She whispers into my ear. I can only hum in response, my thoughts clouded by desire and want.
"Answer me." She demands.
"No. He will not be there." I pause after opening my big fat mouth.
Damn, she got me.
She sighs, dropping her head on my shoulder. "Just promise me you'll be safe." She mumbles.
"I promise." I say, closing my bag. I turn around in her arms and place my own around her neck. I pull her down, and our lips meet in a short but passionate kiss. In the back of my mind, sparks and tingles shoot across my body, that linger for hours after I leave.
Along with the warnings of death around the corner.
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Of course I could teleport to Jon's territory. It would be much easier on my poor feet.
But Rhylan had other plans. She assigned a pack warrior, Trent, to escort me to Jon's territory. The Wolfe Stone pack lies to the west of the White Stone pack. Jon Wolfe founded the pack some three hundred years ago. Eric, founder of the White Stone pack was the first to sign his collective peace treaty. The two were like brothers. Sadly, they have a tragic end to a great story. Jon Wolfe III is the alpha of the Wolfe Stone pack currently. He is a strong, dedicated man.
"Jon the third. You call for me? To what do I owe such a pleasant surprise?" I ask. I had used my powers to change my appearance into that of a silver colored wolf, in order to convince Trent that I had run the whole way here. After he saw to it that I made it safely, he began the long, three hour run back and I reshaped my appearance. I feel bad that he had to run all the way here for me.
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Hombres Lobo*UNDER SERIOUS EDITING!!! FORMALLY KNOWN AS CHILD OF THE MOON* She is found in the middle of the woods on the night of one of the kingdom's most dreaded storms. She is taken in by a Queen of the name Maribelle and her husband. Together, as they rule...
