The Doctor's Omega Mate

Chapter Four- Best Friends

Kenzi POV:

I sat down outside of Grant's house, my injuries finally healing thanks to the surgery I'd received from Grant. However, my legs hadn't healed as fast, and now with them corked at weird angles, I was confined to a wheelchair. Talk about werewolf torture. I'd been in this wheelchair for a week now, because after Grant had sucked on my... Well you know... My legs spawned and twisted up into weird angles.

"Mackenzie!" I heard Luna Ariel call out as she jogged over to me. The Luna was one of the prettiest women I had ever seen. Her red hair fell down around her heart shaped face, her piercing blue eyes demanding dominance and power. She was fairly tall as well, standing a good five inches over my five foot four. Ariel had said she would visit me today, and take me shopping at the nearby human mall. Much to my chagrin, I didn't have much choice to object. Alpha Loren said that Ariel felt bad for what had happened to me, guilty almost, so she had wanted to make it up to me.

"You ready to go?" She smiled at me, her motherly face nearly bringing tears to my eyes as it reminded me of my own mother.

"Ready as I'll ever be!" I sighed, grinning.

"Good. And before we leave we're picking up the twins. Renee and Charlotte." Ariel squealed. So much for being the mature one of the group.

"Oh fun!" I was genuinely excited now. I hadn't seen my two best friends in almost three weeks, due to being in the hospital and moving in with Grant. I wheeled myself over to Ariel's truck and she helped me up and into the back seat, folding my wheelchair in the middle seat beside me. Once we were on our way to the twin's house, the Luna began to pepper me with questions.

"So you graduated high school right?" She inquired in an excited voice. "Are you going to go to college?"

"I thought going to human colleges was against pack law?" I blurted, shocked.

"It used to be, but when we realized that we needed to learn a few human principals that would be good to be applied into our pack, we lifted the ban on colleges." Luna explained. She finally pulled up I front of a red, two story house, where my best friends sat outside, waiting for us. Renee and Charlotte squealed in delight, stampeding at the car, their smiles bright enough to power a whole pack.

"Oh my goodness!" Charlotte exclaimed in glee, her Barbie like blonde hair, curled to perfection as always, bouncing around her tan face. She threw open the back seat door and plunged into the car, taking the seat beside mine.

"No fair!" Renee whined as she crawled into the front seat. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a braided pony tail, her brown eyes surrounded by little makeup, unlike her twin. Renee was dressed in brown boots, grey pants, and a football jersey, whereas Charlotte was clothed in a cute pink, frilly shirt; black jeggings, and black heels.

"You guys are nut cases." I rolled my eyes. Charlotte gave me a tight hug, tears in her big brown eyes.

"I'm so sorry about what happened!" She whimpered. "We have felt so bad! We should have been there to stop it!" I shook my head, hugging her back.

"It's fine, Char." I smiled warmly at her. I looked out the window, surprised to find us already pulling up at the mall.

"I'm so excited!" Renee giggled. "We're going to have to find you some sexy lingerie for that doctor of yours!"

"Renee!" Charlotte chastised her sister. "Kenzi needs sweet innocent lingerie!"

"How about no lingerie?!" I exclaimed, blushing dark red at the thought of wearing next to nothing in front of Grant.

"Nope not an option." Charlotte grinned evilly.

"You guys suck!" I groaned as I wheeled myself into the mall behind them. They pulled me straight to the lingerie section, laughing with their evil plan.

"What about purple? Like a violet?" Renee spoke in wonder. "It's sexy and innocent, and would look awesome with her pale skin."

"Hmm, maybe a green?" Charlotte pondered.

"You guys are insane!" I choked out in embarrassment.

"Nope, we're just helping you seduce that sexy mate of yours!" Renee retorted in a teasing voice.

"Oh wow!" Charlotte exclaimed. "This is perfect!" I looked in horror as she held up a skimpy red lingerie set, with a frilly skirt underwear, attached to a thin, lacy bra, and then attached to transparent, light red, thigh-high socks.

"No. No way." I answered immediately.

"Yes way." Renee and Charlotte spoke in unison. "He won't be able to resist you!"

"Maybe I want him to resist me!" I groaned. "At least for now! I've only known him and lived with him for a week!"

"So? Most mates end up doing the deed within a week of when they meet." Charlotte shrugged. "Scottie and I did." Scott was her mate, a wild pack warrior two years older than us. They were quite the duo, Charlotte and Scott. I could barely stand to be within a one yard radius of them, because most of the time Scott was grabbing her ass while shoving his tongue down her throat.

"Just imagine all the kinky doctor foreplay!" Renee whined. "I'm so jealous! I hope I find my mate soon. And I hope he has some kind of kinky taboo job. Like a doctor."

"Or a teacher." Charlotte rolled her eyes. "I pity the wolf that ends up as your mate, sis." Renee stuck her tongue out at Charlotte and turned her back.

After four hours of shopping, and being forced into the humiliating red lingerie when I got home, the three witches left, leaving me to wait in horror until the moment Grant got home and saw me in... whatever this outfit was. I contemplated many times trying to get out of this whorish ensemble, but my calculations figured that I'd end up naked when he came home.

Of course, when I heard the back door open, my heart raced as I began to swear buckets.

"Baby I'm home!" Grant called out.

"I-I'm in the bedroom!" I answered in a shaky voice. Did I forget to mention that I was laid out on the bed, because my dumb blonde bimbo of friends had dumped me there and hid my wheelchair on the top shelf of the closet. I heard Grant's footsteps and my heart pounded even louder as I inhaled his delicious scent.

"Kenzi how are-" Grant became silent when he saw me lying in the bed with almost nothing on my body. His eyes swirled with lust as he slowly sauntered over to me.

"It's not what you think." I blurted.

"I don't care what it is," Grant growled with lust dripping from his lips. "I like it."

"My friends forced me into it and plopped me on the bed, hiding my wheelchair from me." I spoke quickly as Grant set his work bag down next to the bed.

"I like your friends already." He grunted, licking his lips. He smiled at me. "Was this some kind of implication for us to have kinky foreplay?" I blushed dark red and for some reason, I couldn't pretend I wasn't dreaming of having kinky sex with him every night. I nodded, my stomach churning with butterflies as Grant smirked.

"I'm tempted, my little temptress." He murmured, kissing my lips softly with his. "I'd never imagine I'd want to foreplay like this with you but damn it now I want to."

"Won't my legs be an issue?" I worried, sweating buckets now.

"No. In fact, having you move them as I tease you is good physical therapy." Grant berated against my lips, licking my lower lip with the tip of his tongue.

"Grant!" I moaned, arching my back.

"Let's play." He rumbled before kissing me.