Ava - Winter‘Will you stop fussing over me?’ The sharp tone’s of an elderly woman broke through the busy emergency room.I’m lent over the nurses station, coffee in one hand, pen in the other as she worked through the forms of my last patient, Mr Foster. I’m frowning at the form, tired after a nightshift, but just a few more months and my residency will be finished. Lou’s sat down beside me, fingers clicking with speed across her computer. Every now and then she peeks up over the edge of the station at the busy room, swears beneath her breath and gets back to work. It’s not often that we’re scheduled to work together, but whenever we are, it’s always busy. I’m quickly ticking boxes and scribbling notes, so that later when I need to complete the full paperwork, I can remember what happened, my diagnosis and the recommended treatment. I smother a yawn behind my hand and Lou jabs me in the side with a sharp finger.‘Your shift just ended, go home,’ she mutters and a few of the closest
I’m stretched out on the bed as Kylar moves over me. Every point in my body focused on the way he pushes between my thighs. I feel like I’m floating on clouds, with only the intensity of his touch to ground me. I turn my face into my captured arm, closing my eyes. Until he reaches up, forcing me to look at him as he moves.Goddess he’s like every fantasy I’ve been dreaming for the last five years. Only it’s so much better because I can touch him. I can taste his kiss upon my mouth. Feel the heat and weight of his body over mind in a way that a toy just can’t compare. Seren is in ecstasy, wrapped around his wolf. I never knew it could be like this.It’s fast sex, frantic and urgent as he leaves me breathless. Unable to make a single thought as he plays me like a fiddle. I’m fighting against release, slightly scared of the punishment that might follow. I’m swearing, cursing beneath my breath as I struggle before begging. I’ve never begged a man in my life, but I’m begging Kylar, plead
I follow Kylar down through the tree’s away from the medical centre. I know I need to keep an eye on the time, so that we don’t miss the delivery of medical equipment that needs installing, ready for the opening tomorrow. I follow the scent of fresh pancakes from the Pack House, my coffee in hand. But it’s the scent of Kylar that overwhelms me. I want to wrap myself in it. Want to indulge in my time with him. Last night was more than good, it was amazing. All the little day dreams and half-memories I’ve had about the time we had together, didn’t even come close to reality.There is an intensity that I feel with Kylar, even working alongside him for the last few days has seen my skin prickle with awareness. I’m quiet, unsure what to say, nervous about the man who spent the night in my bed. The Father of my children.He leads me down towards the lake where the apple blossoms are slowly spinning away on the clear water. The Pack is situated in the curve of a mountain, they look as th
He turns around so fast I think he’s falling over. Instead he reaches out and pulls me close, my coffee cup falls out of my hands, rolling down towards the water. But his hands are around me and I’m bending back. His lips press against mine, light and teasing before turning quickly rough.His hand is in my hand, the other smoothing down the curve of my spine as I’m pulled against his body. I’m breathless when he lets me go again and smirks down at me. ‘I’m glad you said that,’ he smiles and I shoot him a mock glare, before chasing after my coffee cup before it can reach the lake. He’s laughing as I scoot down the slope and snatch it up before it goes in. I shake off the damp grass before patting down my behind. Making my way back up to where he’s waiting. ‘So tonight?’ He lifts a brow, ‘you’ll go on a date with me?’ I nod slowly, hesitant. My boys were supposed to be home but I’ve already had a message from Lou begging for a final night to round out the week. I want my babies
I drive across town, feeling the flip of my insides again. I’m nervous and that’s crazy. Because in a lot of ways Kylar and I have moved beyond dating. We’ve had sex. We’ve had a lot of sex. I also feel that I have a good sense of who he is, day to day. We’ve been working together for the last week. He’s methodical, determined, driven. I wish that I wasn’t late, but Kayce woke up from a nightmare. I wanted to be there for him, to comfort him and settle him back down to sleep. I hate being late, and it adds to my nerves as I pull up at a strip mall a little way down from Sorrentino’s. I climb out of the car, picking up the little clutch purse that Lou has thrown at me. I was just going to bring my usual bag. A large, leather satchel that’s filled with everything I might need during the day with my twin boys. Instead, I have a little gold clutch and I’m fiddling with the chain strap that loops over my body. I can see Kylar standing outside the restaurant, and I’m glad that I let Lou
It’s hardly a fresh start, when I’m keeping the biggest secret in the world from the man. He’s a father. He has twin boys. Every heartbeat that passes between us, and the secret feels bigger and bigger. As though it’s a balloon, inflating over my head. Waiting to burst. Yet every time I start to feel the weight of overwhelm, Kylar’s there with a smile, or a teasing comment. Something that brings me straight back to the present and unable to look away from the man before me. We’ve both finished our drinks, and finished eating. I had an incredible salmon linguine that I refused to let Kylar steal. Even though his baked chicken dish smelt just as good. There’s a sense of ease between us, a relaxed atmosphere. His smiles and light hearted banter have pushed away my sense of doom. I’m comfortable with him. Too comfortable. I’m smiling across at him, taking in his beautiful green eyes as I set my empty wine glass down for the final time. ‘It hasn’t been so bad, has it?’ He props his c
I try reminding myself that tomorrow is a big day. The opening of the medical centre. It will be the first time the Elders gather to meet me again, after my initial interview with the council. It’s the first day, the centre will be open and ready to receive patients. That no matter what, I’m due back on shift at the Western Hospital to start making up shifts for my residency. Despite everything that I know and all the sensible choices we could make, the long hours of the night are lost to us both. We make love. Slow, mind numbing, skin tingling love. After Kylar ravishes me with his mouth, he joins us. Our bodies pressed together in an aching undulating rhythm. I’m spiralling beneath him, coming undone far too fast. I wanted to stay awake, but inevitably slept, wrapped up in the safety of his arms. I woke in the night, his fingers trailing a path down my spine. Wordless I turned and kissed him. We made love again, in the darkness before moving back to the bathroom and the shower.
KylarI feel as though Ava and I are finally getting somewhere. Over the last two days she’s surprised me, in a lot of good ways. I never expected her to join me on a date, not really. Not when her walls are so high and she’s so defensive and uncertain. It should put me off. Her continued refusal to acknowledge anything between us. Instead, it makes me want to know more about her. I want to unravel the mystery that she is. She’s not a shy, passive woman. She’s put herself through college and become a Doctor. She’s a Rogue, that Grandma Maria explained had been living in the city, without our detection for years. So she’s able to resist the pull of her wolf. She’s strong. Yet, I always get the feeling that behind that strength and resilience, she’s vulnerable. The reason she pushes me away, that she spends all her time keeping people at a distance, is because she’s afraid. She’s been hurt. Everytime I think about it, I get this sick feeling in the bottom of my stomach. A desire to r