The Prey (LGBT+)

Chapter 7: Caring in the Time of Wolves

Parker

"Babe, they're over there!"

I grin as the large man, Kohl, bumbles around gathering his clothes. I must admit that I used my scent on him because he's been busy lately. I understand how stressful his work is and how important his time is but I'm literally going insane.

I volunteer at the school, visit sick people at the clinic and do a lot of things that are fulfilling but get stale after not being able to see Kohl from day to day. Our schedules are getting busier and I hate to see what this will look like eventually.

So, I used my scent to seduce my mate into abandoning his early start. Now he's snatching his underwear off the floor. He stops and sighs at me.

"If you want to spend time with me, you don't need to scent me." He smiles.

I sit up in the bed, careful to cover my lower body with the sheets, "Sure, I'll just ask you to stop doing all of the things you love to spend time with me."

"It'd be worth it."

My cheeks burn. I'm not entirely sure how to respond. I wasn't entirely raised in an affectionate home. We had love, felt love but it wasn't exactly something we said all the time. It's a cycle. I never had particularly affectionate relationships either.

None, really.

"It turns you on when I say things like that, doesn't it?" Kohl says with confusion, "You're really a mystery."

"And you're late." I say as he slides on his jeans without his underwear. He walks over, bends over the bed and kisses me. A few seconds later, he pulls away. I smirk at him, "Would you be mad if I scent you again?"

"Please don't." He laughs as he rushes out of the room.

I stare on as the door shuts and lay back in my bed. I have two options. I can lie in my bed for the rest of the day or I can find something better to do with my time. I suddenly feel the urge to fight something. I know just the something.

Parker

"Luna," Akira says with a measured tone, "I should be with the others discussing the vampire issue."

"Should you?" I ask as I finish tying my shoes.

I can't lie. I chose Akira because we don't get along entirely. In all honesty, I always enjoy sparring with him. He doesn't seem to mind not going easy on me. His dislike for me is evident and I find it oddly refreshing.

Jasar wasn't happy and he relayed to me that Kohl wouldn't be thrilled either. I told Jasar that my needs override theirs at the moment. It seemed to take Jasar by surprise. I'm beginning to feel slightly more empowered lately. I feel stronger.

Akira is impatient as he strips to a pair of sweatpants. I try not to notice his bare chest. I'm starting to think that my heat is affecting me. I worry that it's time for me to start "heating" again. With my scent being so strong, I'm not sure I'm prepared to go into heat.

I remind myself that the idea of a human going into heat, much like an animal, is absurd. That is my life now.

I lift up from tying my shoe and turn to him, "Listen, Jasar will brief you after we spar. I will literally make him."

"As you wish, Luna."

"Okay, so, we're going to do a quick spar." I say stretching my arm across my chest, "You beat me and I'll let you go be part of the wolf brigade."