"Open." He demands.
I whimper, opening my mouth and he puts his two fingers that were previously on my clit, in my mouth.
"Clean them." He states.
I obey instantly, licking them slowly, my saliva making his fingers clean and his face shows that he's...
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I wake up early to train with Lynden. She's a definite nutcase.
"So you're not mad?" I question as we enter the field. The sun starts to peak out from the trees. I enjoy the sunrise every time.
"Nope. You did something correct for a change." She says and punches my forearm. I scoff but smirk, hitting her back. Hard.
"Ow stupid." She chuckles and holds her arm. We come upon a few flour bags.
"Today, you practice control. Learn it. Master it. Begin." She says and takes a seat in a lounge chair on the edge of the platform.
Okay.
Same thing like with my wolf.
Don't let him control me.
"And it's nothing like controlling your wolf by the way." She says, closing her eyes and propping her arms behind her head.
Of course.
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After we finish, I kinda got the hang of whatever the dark matters is called. Maybe I should name it. I don't really care that much though.
We head back to the pack house and I greet everyone, seeing that they must have finished breakfast already.
I almost forgot.
After greeting my madre, I head upstairs to find my mate.
Tomorrow we are going to a neighboring pack. GreyStone. I need their troops for the upcoming war. But, the Alpha has this kink that the pack lives by and he thinks I don't take it seriously.
I see her sitting with her legs folded and staring at a tablet.
She gasps when she sees me and locks the tablet, putting it behind her and smiling innocently up at me.
"Precious... What are you looking at?" I smile and leans on the headboard at the end of the bed.
"Nothing.. Wanna go get some food?" She chirps, changing the subject.
"Give me the tablet." I say, reaching for it. She moves away and squeaks, kneeling on the pillows.
"Fight me." She says, trying to scowl but grinning anyways. I roll my eyes and get on the bed.
She smirks and shoves the tablet under the pillows and pounces on me, holding my arms above my head. I flip us over and hover my body over hers.
I grin, giving her lips a peck.
"No kissing we're fighting." She scoffs.
I open my mouth to talk, but then I'm being lifted and slammed on the floor with a oof.
