Chapter 19
Her mate comes to lay down beside her, kissing his little female’s head, then his mate’s neck. Taking in her scent, my stomach clenches slightly at my want for the future that can’t
happen.
Hi, Rya,” her male calls out.
“Hello, Mark, how are you?”
“Good.” He really doesn’t pay me any mind; his concentration is all in front of him. I watch as Cora’s fingers play in his hair.
“Well, I should go. If you two want to go
you want.”
the water or canoe, I could watch her for you, if
Cora gets a giant smile on her face. “Really? That would be great! I’ll take you up on that offer, thanks.”
“No problem.” Turning from them, I watch as Dallas lights the fire in the pit at the lake’s edge. The music is turned up; the wolves are in a party mood.
More and more wolves are showing up, and deep afternoon sets in, yet the wall of heat doesn’t leave. Even in shorts and a tank top, my neck is sticky with sweat, fly away hairs sticking to my face.
The smell of barbecue wraps around the grounds, drifting hungrily in the air.
Dallas is entertaining the gathered, weaving in and out of the crowd. He’s very social. In a way, I envy how easy it is for him to mingle.
Most of the females are in their bikinis in half stages of dryness. The lake is filling with people using it for their enjoyment. I contemplate taking off my clothes to take advantage of the cool water. Dallas is shirtless now, toned and tight. The clothes he wears at the office do not do justice to that male wolf.
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Some of the lawn chairs are starting to make it to the fire pit. Guitars are starting to come out, being tuned slightly before variations of songs start to play out. I can’t help but take it all in. Dallas comes over, holding a plate of food..
“Here, I brought you a plate. You haven’t eaten yet.” A variety of food, all in small portions, are spread neatly, nothing touching. He must not like his food touching.
“Thanks, I was going to make myself something soon. I was just waiting for everyone else to get something.
“You don’t have to be last anymore. You should be eating first.” He hands me the plate as well as the drink in his hand. It’s homemade lemonade spiked with vodka, filled to the top with ice. In this heat, it won’t take long for the ice to completely melt.
“Thanks, Dallas.”
“Rya, are you still willing to watch her for us? We won’t be long. I just fed her, and she should be out for a while,” Cora says. She’s dressed in a bikini, looking hopeful that I will
say yes.
“Sure, you guys go. Take your time. I’ll watch her.” The little female is wrapped up in a blanket, laying on the blanket. Putting my plate and drink down, I cross my legs so she fits securely on my lap. I watch as they run toward the canoes. He grabs onto her ass, giving it a squeeze before her hand slaps his away. They’re laughing together. I want that.
Taking a sip of my drink, I lean against the tree trunk. It’s scratchy against my back. The little one is nestled against me, sleeping her day away. I feel him before I smell him. Hot eyes on me, caressing my skin with his stare. Putting my drink down so I don’t drop it, I take in some calming breaths before I look his way.
What I see is him and Kennedy. She has her hand tracing his hipbone as she smiles at everyone. She waves happily to her friends. I want to pull my eyes away from the sight, but
I can’t.
I’m looking on hungrily, wanting to bite into their love. Her fingertips now trace the back of his neck. I look at her neck; it’s no longer red or inflamed. It looks exactly like mine,
unmarked.
He just stares at me. The tiny female in my lap wiggles for just a moment before settling
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Chapter 19
back into dreams. I feel everywhere his eyes roam. Every single inch of skin he’s looking at I meet his eyes, then look away. His gaze falls off my body; the coolness that creeps in from the warmth I felt makes a shiver go through me. I look toward the lake. They are way out there, with no hope of them coming back soon. I prepare myself mentally. I need to get through this. I need to just start being able to be around them. I can’t live my life hiding in fear that I bump into them. They are the future leaders of this pack, and it’s inevitable that we will mingle together every now and then.
I never invited them. Do you want me to ask them to leave?” Dallas is standing to the side fine, looking enraged. His face is red, and the veins in his arms are dilating, filling with
blood.
“No, it’s okay. I need to get used to this. Really, it’s okay.” Taking another sip of my drink, I don’t think I can eat anymore, but maybe I can drink.
