QUINN
The forest is eerily quiet tonight as I slink around under the light of the moon, chasing the scents of other animals and relishing in the freedom that comes with shifting to my wolf form. I’ve always had excellent control over my animal side- I integrated quickly when she manifested years ago, probably because I’ve always embraced my wilder characteristics, my baser urges and desires. From my first shift, I’ve delighted in the liberation that comes with it. When my wolf came in, that’s when I really came alive.
I love being a shifter. I love the tingling feeling on my skin when I shift, the way the air shimmers around me like liquid metal. I love the feeling of the earth under my paws as I run- and I fucking love how much faster I can run on four legs, how much more agile I can be. I’ve heard some other shifters say they resent their animal side, but you’ll never hear me say that. I’m completely in tune with my
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JAXWhen I wake on Thursday morning, it takes a moment for my eyes to adjust to the sunlight streaming into the room. It’s bright- a little too bright, I realize as I try to roll over. I quickly discover that I can’t because my arm is trapped beneath a sleeping Quinn beside me, and as my mind starts to wake up, it registers that this isn’t my room; I’m not in my bed. I must’ve fallen asleep here last night, and if the brightness of the sunlight is any indication, we’ve both overslept.Quinn and I haven’t been able to stay away from one another for the past few days; it’s like now that we’ve given in, we’re both insatiable. Monday’s little romp in the forest only left me wanting more, and Tuesday night we went for a drive, parked, and did it in the back seat of my truck. I didn’t think I’d see Quinn last night- she said she was going to be hanging
QUINN“You and me?” Kyla asks as she turns to me, gesturing between us.“Sure,” I breathe, scooping my long hair into a ponytail and securing it with a hair tie.I made it to the practice field for training this morning without a moment to spare, still a little rattled after almost being caught with Jax in my room. He hasn’t even made it out here yet- perks of being one of the guys running the place, I guess. I, on the other hand, am still catching my breath while Fallon demonstrates the defensive maneuvers we’ll be working on today. She’s running today’s practice, and she’s brought two of her friends to help out- a couple of guys from Summervale that went to high school with us.Other than her twin, Davis and Boyd were Fallon’s closest friends in high school. The three of them went out for the squad together after graduation and they all made the cut after
JAX‘We need to talk’When strung together, I’m pretty sure those are the four most unsettling words in the English language.After I got Quinn’s text earlier, I re-read it over and over, trying to decipher her meaning. Then I racked my brain trying to figure out if I went wrong with her somewhere since waking up in her bed today. I mean it all started out good, right? I definitely wasn’t the only one enjoying the sex this morning when we were so rudely interrupted. At least I got her off before Brooke came knocking- I, on the other hand, was stuck with blue balls.She seemed fine when I checked in on her during training this morning, too. A little jumpier than normal after our close call, but I didn’t miss the seductive sway of her hips or her flirty little glances. Or the way she was staring at my mouth like she wanted a taste. Everything seemed good between us…
QUINN “How’s it going over here?” Brooke asks as she wheels her desk chair over to me. Our desks are both in the back of the IT hub, right across the aisle from one another. It would be pretty awesome, except Theo is a permanent fixture in the hub these days and my desk gives me a front row seat to his and Brooke’s constant PDA. “Good…” I murmur, the keyboard clicking under my fingers as Brooke moves in beside me and peers at my monitor. “Any luck getting in yet?” I nod, drawing my lower lip between my teeth. “Oh yeah. I’m just copying the files now.” I type in the last few functions, hit enter, and push back from my desk, folding my arms and grinning in satisfaction. “Done.” Brooke watches my computer screen, a smile creeping across her face. “You’re a genius, you know that?” I shrug, though I enjoy the compliment. “I’m so glad you decided to come up here and join us. Put your hacker sk
JAXIt’s the first night this week that I haven’t seen Quinn, and honestly, it feels a little weird, like I’m already accustomed to the pattern that we’ve started to fall into. Discontent to go to sleep without at least touching base with her, I send her a quick text as I slide between the sheets to let her know that her car repairs are done. Then I try to be smooth and offer to pick it up for her, but it turns out that Brady gave her a call, too, and she already picked up her car this afternoon.It’s not a total loss, though, because we spend the next hour sending messages back and forth, chatting about the unreliability of cars and the day we each had and the best and worst pizza toppings. I completely lose track of time, hanging on Quinn’s every word as the conversation flows easily like we’ve known each other for years, not weeks. The truth is, we still barely know one another- but th
QUINN It seems that every autumn, there’s a random day or two that’s unseasonably warm, a little glimpse back at summer. Today is one of those days- the sun is shining, the air is hot, and in a surprise twist, the afternoon training sessions were called off for recruits and squad members alike. We’re all at the swimming hole instead, and I’m not sure who pulled this thing together, but it’s turned into a real party- there’s kegs of beer, endless plastic cups, and a speaker playing music. Whether the squad leaders knew we all needed a break or some rogue squad members took charge of planning this impromptu gathering, it has drawn quite a crowd- there’s a sea of bodies both in the water and on the bank, girls clad in skimpy bikinis and cutoff shorts and guys outfitted in nothing but board shorts showing off their muscular chests. The water in the swimming hole is cold, but nobody that’s swimming seems to mind as they splash abou
JAXLife at the complex is so structured that occasional days like this are necessary to boost squad morale and maintain our sanity. We put it to the squad members and recruits as a last-minute thing, but in truth, me and the other squad leaders have been planning this for a few days now. At our meeting earlier this week, Theo pointed out how unseasonably warm it was going to be on Saturday, and from there the idea for an ‘impromptu’ party at the swimming hole started to take shape.This isn’t the first time we’ve done this, so it didn’t require a whole lot of planning on our part. All we really needed was a hot day, a big speaker for music, and booze. It’s not easy to get the kegs out here- the owner of the Goldenleaf bar drives them out on an ATV, and then me and the guys have to haul them the rest of the way from the trail down to the swimming hole. It’s worth the inconvenience, though
QUINN My blood runs cold as I hear the sound of somebody nearby clearing their throat. I’m in Jax’s arms- he’s holding me tight, his dick still seated inside of me. We just had hot, dirty sex up against a fucking tree and evidently someone saw us. This is it. The moment the other shoe drops; the moment we get caught. The moment it all ends. I’m not ready. For a second, it’s like time stands still. We both freeze, our bodies going rigid as our eyes meet. Silver flecks swim in the pale blue of his irises, his wolf rising up in response to the perceived threat. My own wolf responds, clawing her way forward. Neither of us moves. Neither of us breathes. Dread coils in my gut as I tear my gaze from Jax to peer past him, in the direction the sound came from. My eyes land on a tall male form a few yards away- he’s got his back turned to me, and it’s covered in tattoos. “Uh… Quinn?” Loga