Noone POV “It has been one month since the death of Stella Gaffney and the only time anyone sees Nikki is for training. I am beginning to really worry about her.” Dr.Lynn says to Jonas. “Mom, she says she’s busy with Frankie. I don’t really question it. They are hoping to be fated mates.” Jonas replies. “Jonas, you are not the most observant person. Haven’t you noticed how often you see Frankie around the territory and you don’t see Nikki with him?” Dr.Lynn stated. “Well, now that you mention it, maybe?” Jonas replied with his face turning red. “Ok, mom you got me. I am a terrible friend and Nikki is avoiding me. Maybe it is just me though, I will call Charity and Silvie and see how much she is hanging around with them.” Jonas said with some anxiety in his tone. Jonas: “May I speak to Charity or Silvie please?” Charity: “This is Charity. Jonas, when did you go and get some manners? And usually a phone call begins with hello.” Jonas: “Don’t fuck with me right now! I am calling for a
Nikki POV Spending time with my friends is nice. They do help the ache in my heart lesson for a short period of time. I mean who wouldn’t laugh at the sight of the future leadership of our pack doing the Thriller dance along with the actors on screen in the movie “13 going on 30”. The better part of that was watching Jonas eyeballing Tatum when he recites “Is he an Arthur or a Martha?” with the character Mr. Kneeland. I looked around and could see that they had taken Frankie seriously about betting rid of all the alcohol, not a bottle in sight. To be fair I didn’t drink all the time. I did drink everyday and I won’t deny it. Usually always after practice and before bed to take the edge off. I am an orphan at 17 with little more than a pipe dream. Although I thought that dream was more Frankie centric before now. I definitely want to become a seamstress and design beautiful ball gowns. I haven’t told the gang yet that I have requested to enter the fashion design school a semester e
Nikki POV I woke in the morning with sunlight streaming through the window and a heavy warm arm thrown over me. As I tried to remove the arm it tightened around me. “Just where do you think you’re going, Little Bee?” Frankie’s husky baritone voice came from behind me. I wiggled a bit and managed to turn to face him, “The bathroom Frankie. Most people use it first thing in the morning.” I giggled and kissed his nose. He lifted his arm for me to make my escape and called out as I was entering the bathroom, “We still need to talk after you are done.” Yeah we needed to talk, but how much do I say right now? Do I choose my words carefully and let him go slowly? Or do I just word vomit and tell him everything now? I don’t want to hurt him, but how do I tell him that I have lost faith in the Moon Goddess and I am hurting so bad right now that I need to leave. By the time I have finished my business, washed my face, combed my hair and brushed my teeth I decided I am going to do this passi
Nikki POV Frankie stilled between my thighs. “What?” he said hoarsely. I shifted my hips trying to grind against him. “Don’t stop this time Frankie. Just fuck me.” I whimpered out still craving contact. “Nikki, you don’t want me to do that. If we aren’t mates, then how will you explain to your mate that before you found him, that you already gave your virginity to someone else?” Frankie said in a serious tone. “Frankie, I don’t care. I could die tomorrow in another attack and all that we would have managed to do here today is give you blue balls. I want to experience this while it is still my choice to be with someone I care about without the bond. And most of all, I want to feel something besides this unending black hole of grief inside of me.” I said a few tears starting to run down my face. Frankie slid up my body and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. “Nikki, I am so sorry you are hurting right now, but is this a choice you want to make? Please understand, I want you. I want you ba
Frankie POV Something is up with Nikki. I mean besides her grief, I know that has changed her. Every kiss is like it will be the last and she is still willing to give herself to me fully. We have come very close many times, but I can’t. Not because I don’t want to, because I definitely do. I can think about her and get hard and the goddess knows the girl gives head like she’s trying to suck a golfball through a garden hose. I have thought many times about replacing my fingers with my cock when I finger fuck her, but I won’t take advantage of her grief. And even though we have had a lot of intimacy, I have to be honorable and save that last thing for her mate. But there is something she isn’t telling me, I can sense it. Every night when she cuddles into my arms for sleep, there is an ever so slight tension there. I wish she would just open up and share with me, maybe I can help. Yes, I said every night. Most nights I stay at her place for the last 2 weeks. If there is an event at the
Frankie POV I love getting out on the stretch of road between Cold Moon Territory and the city. It is my moment to be a little rebellious, and put the gas pedal to the floor in my Dodge Charger SRT Hellcat Widebody. She’s pure sleek muscle, fast as hell, and purple. And when I am driving her, I am just Frankie not the Alpha Heir. Between the rogue attacks and Nikki, I haven’t been to the city in a bit. I am not complaining, I rarely actually go to the city, but I am meeting someone who supposedly has some intel on the rogue attacks. I pull up in front of the storefront and get out of my car and go in. Definitely not a hub of activity as I am the only one here. There is a worker that I am not sure if they are male or female and I don’t want to start this off by insulting anyone using a wrong pronoun. As I step up to a display case the worker looks up and asks, “May I help you?” “Yes, I am looking for someone named Simone,” I replied. “All information comes at a cost. What are you b
Nikki POV After we ate, we had yet another mind blowing make out session. As always Frankie stopped us just before we had intercourse, much to my dismay. Even if I understand his reasoning, sometimes I feel like he doesn’t want me or other times I feel like a bad influence trying to get him to cave to peer pressure. This week has been Challenging. I told Frankie about me leaving and then I told Jonas, Charity, and Silvie. Jonas still isn’t speaking to me. Silvie cried, but she understands why. Charity, well she gave me a black eye. That was really unpleasant for a few days, but I suppose I deserved the reaction. Not saying I deserved a black eye, but this is Charity we are talking about and well, she’s the physical type. The friend group decided to meet up at K&T for macchiatos so that is where I am walking to now. As I pull open the door Kayla, one of the owners, gives me the stink-eye. “You taking one of my best customers away and you didn’t think to tell me?” she said, with a m
Nikki POV These last two weeks have really flown by. There have been several mini attacks and I have been in the Alpha mansion bunker for each of them. Frankie and our friends and I have gotten my mother’s house completely cleaned out. Most everything has been donated, except what I am taking off to school with me and some memory things that belonged to my parents, that I am storing at the Alpha mansion. Mostly pictures, and memorabilia of milestones in the lives of my parents and I. I haven’t asked Alpha Kieran what he is going to do with the house and truthfully I don’t want to know. “Tomorrow is the big day,” Alpha Kieran said, as I walked into the mansion. “Yes Alpha, It is,” I replied, baring my neck in submission. “Do you have everything set to go? Plenty of moving help?” he asked. “Yes Alpha, I should be fine. Frankie and the other heirs are my moving crew and Luna Fran is coming to sign the paperwork as my legal guardian, since I won’t be 18 for a couple of months yet. So by