First Kiss
1 can’t see her, but I can smell her. Kour lemons xxxsult my senses, and that Delle must be around somewhere. Not wanting the drama, 1 wtip o bunch with Ayla to head back to the pack home. The drive should be straightforward, but I find myself wanting to take more time, the longest redes, al te stall leaving Ayla. I know it, Int I don’t quite understand it.
She’s staring out the window taking everything in. I thought the world he more afraid after being cared for in long, but she’s stronger than I realized. I pull up to the pack house and mind–link everyone to clear the first flour and elevators before walking Ayla up to her rooms.
Thanks for spending the ring toning the ground with me, little will, Why don’t you rest and I will send Fric this afternoon to do a check. He will be happy to see all of your bruises gone.” I say to her inside her dontway as I tuck a strand of her new hair behind her ear.
As 1 tuck the strands behind her car, Rotan changes my mental bailer and at the same time my eyes flash gold, Ayla’s start flickering between her teal to neon teal and I know by the expression on her face that her woll was attempting to sulface, Or was Buruan trying to pull her out!
“Ayla, I think your wolf is trying to reconnect. Can you feel her just under the surface?” She nods “yes” as her eyes turn back to their beautiful teal.
“I want to try something. I think Ronan may be trying to help Aramana out. Hold still while I try something.”
Ronan can you feel her wolf? Yes, deep. Protect little omega. Protect Aramana.”
“Ronan can feel your woll. Sometimes a really strong alpha can pull wolves out. I inform her as I intently stare
tently atare into her eyes. Mine are gold as I let my aura loose, allowing my full alpha powers that I have been holding in from her, out. Her bottom lip starts to tremble, and she bares her neck in submission
1 place my thumbs on both sides of her face and allow my hands to creep up underneath her hair and cradle the back of her head. I stand staring into her eyes, and I catch her leaning into my touch, just a little. Litte enough she may not even realize it. Her pouty lips part slightly as she looks up into my eyes. her small hands now wrapped around my wrists. Before I realize what’s happening, I crash my mouth down on hers. Her lips are pillow soft. The softest I have ever felt…
Despite Ronan salivating in my mind, clearly happy, I immediately pulled away from Ayla. How could I do that, she trusting me and I’m taking advantage of that even if it’s unintentional.
“Im,” I clear my throat stammering “Im sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. Ronan was pushing my barrier hard, and I lost control. Please, forgive me.” She opens her eyes looking up at me and they flicker neon again
Ayla then brings her fingers up to her lips and looks at my with wide eyes, completely shocked.
“I’m sorry again, for my wolf’s actions. I hope you still feel comfortable with me: I won’t let that happen again. I umm I have some work to do. I will send Eric by and check in with you later, okay?” She nods “yes” and I slowly reach for the door handle and close her door.
What the hell am I doing? She may be the most gorgeous shifter I have ever laid eyes on, but I’m not a horny teenage pup. She’s severely traumatized and I’m just going to make it worse. I need to be able to acclimate her to the pack and figure out why she was kept so long. The ring only keeps their girl a short time. I’m missing something and I won’t figure it out dry humping her leg in a doorway. Which I was 5 seconds away from doing
“Eric, I need you to stop by and check up on Ayla this afternoon. Her wolf is trying to surface, and I just want to make sure she’s healthy enough now to
die a shift. With only one shift in her life, it will be pretty painful, and I’d like to be prepared.”
“Yes alpha.”
I thought I would go down to my office, but instead I found myself heading to the basement. The thought of Ayla’s soft lips on mine has worked me up and If I can’t have her the way I want to, then I’m going to beat on the piece of shit that had her when he shouldn’t have.
Walking into the dungeon my senses are overwhelmed with the smell of piss, feces, blood and vomit. About time to hose this place down again. Last timer Cyrus lost a bet, he had to spray this whole plage down. I chuckle to myself until I enter the cell with the so called “warden” and I see red. Rage boils inside and it takes everything I have not to shift and rip his damn throat out. He’s sitting, chained to a chair. His wrists are bleeding from attempting to free himself. He’s been injected with wolfsbane, just enough to slow his healing today- look down and notice Cyrus has left one toe on each foot, the rest are missing. I just shake my head. I’m not even going to try and understand his potential one for motives.
“Hey, wake your ass up.” 1 growl while jerking his head up by his hair. 1 have a few questions that you’re going to answer for me and if you don’t start talking. I’m going to cut your damn tongue out and let you choke on your Hood.”
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“I’m not belling you shit, just end me and be done with it. He pants out, Clearly in pain and exhausted.
“No, you won’t go that easy if you won’t talk. I will drag this out for months, Years if I want and it still won’t be long enough to compare to what you did no “Ayla. To the others. To my family.” He starts laughing like this shit isn’t real. Like he doesn’t have a care in the world.
I immediately clocked him with a tight hook, and he spit a tooth down on the floor. He lifts his head up, blood dripping down to the floor and Inight spin-
“Ayla huh? So, you dipped your dick into that tight omega pussy did you? Tell me, how’s my sloppy seconds?” I instantly rage, Ronen growling through me and I release my alpha aura.
He immediately starts whining like the bitch he is and shows his neck to me in submission. He didn’t realize I am an alpha of alphas. More powerful, larger and stronger. Chosen by the moon, war bloodline created to rule over all shifters. I heal quicker, I’m faster and no shifter can withstand my aura. They all submit, regardless of status. I don’t rule over them all, however. A decision I stand firmly behind. Ending this son of a bitch and every shifter responsible for the trafficking is more important than me fulfilling any destiny mapped out for me. One I would have fulfilled if my world never ended.
I punched him repeatedly. Over and over. Taking out my rage. My years of pent–up grief powering my lists as I rearrange his face. Not so fun getting the shit bear out of you while you are helpless, is it? IF (punch) I (punch) EVER (punch) HEAR (punch) YOU (punch) SAY (punch; HER (punch) NAME (ch) AGAIN (punch) I WILL (punch) SUIT (punch) YOUR (punch) THROAT (punch)” He slumps over, and I can faintly hear his heart beating. He’s out cold. “I need healer to the dungeons. I mind–link while leaving. My busted knuckles are already healed, but I am covered in his blood. Guess I will be visiting again and again until I get answers.
On my way back upstairs to shower, my phone dings in my pocket. Pulling it out, I see it’s a text from Ayla and what I read sends a shock through my system. I’m totally blindsided yet dumbfounded, I never thought of this. Of course it is. I slump back against the elevator wall reading the text over and over.
That was my
first kiss.”
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