GINGER I set my alarm for early on Friday. I didn't want there to even be a slight chance I'd miss my ride. I really had to swallow my pride for this one, and I knew I'd have to be on my best behavior. Who knew how many other rides I'd need to grovel for in the future. Although, I really hoped this would be my last one. With the sun shining, and the warm air flowing in through the window screen, I had a good feeling about this time. I threw on a cute spring dress and stood in front of my full-length mirror. Damn, I'd forgotten how low cut this dress was. I was sporting more cleavage than I intended. But when you were busty like me, it was pretty unavoidable. I pulled the neckline up a bit, but it didn't really do much. Oh well. It's not like Tyce would be interested or looking anyway. He'd made it pretty fucking clear I was a 2 on his rating scale. As much as I hated to admit it, his dig still stung. After I was satisfied with my appearance, I made my way downstairs to make myself
GINGER Although we lived pretty far from the packhouse, I was in such a foul mood I knew I needed the walk. After a few steps, I remembered I owed Tyce his sandals, but didn't want to go back. I'd grab them for him when he dropped me back at home that evening. Done and done. When I got there, Lucy let me in. "Hey, Gigi! So nice to see you!" She wrapped her arms around me. "Hi, Lucy," I responded, returning the hug. "Hey, if you're not busy in a couple weeks, there's going to be a really good DJ coming to the casino club. DJ Sandstorm, have you heard of him?" I shook my head. "Well, I ordered a table, and everything's comped since the pack owns the casino. Jasmine and Paige are pretty boring and don't want anything to do with clubbing. But you seemed so fun last time you were here! Come!" "Sure," I replied. "Yesss! What's your number? I'll text you when it gets closer so we can make plans." I gave her my number and then sat down at the dining room table to wait for Tyce while Luc
GINGER The day was uncharacteristically hot for so early in June. I was relieved once we made it inside the air-conditioned fortune-telling shop. Helena greeted us, passing her hand through her dark curls—well, greeted Tyce. I may as well have been invisible. "Oh, hello there. You're back!" She smiled widely at him as she came around from behind the register. "Hey," he replied, giving her a flashy smile. Although it absolutely should not have bothered me, it did. No, I was clearly just annoyed that she didn't even notice my existence even though I was a regular customer—that's all. It one hundred percent did not bother me that she was looking Tyce up and down and he was giving her a much bigger smile than he ever gave me. No, not at all. "How long are you in town for? Do you have time for a drink or two this evening?" She fluttered her eyelashes at him. "Maybe," He began to reply. "There's a great spot. Totally underground. But I can get you in." "I think I can make time for a
TYSON Holy fucking Artemis. That fucking dress. It was taking everything in me not to stare at her rack. Out of every piece of clothing she owned, why the fuck had she put that dress on? All I could think about was how much I wanted to motorboat those impressive puppies. My cock was dying for a good titty fucking. Damn, I was so horny. By the time we made it to the underground bar, I was ready to throw her into a bathroom stall and fuck the shit out of her. My jeans were feeling fucking tight, and I kept having to get my mind out of the gutter so I didn't end up walking around with a tent in my pants. It didn't help that I'd warmed up to her. She wasn’t so bad today. She was still busting my balls (and not in the way I wanted her to) but it wasn't so aggressive anymore. Helena met us in front of an industrial-looking building. "Thought you'd come alone. I can get you in no problem, but the boss isn't going to like multiple werewolves inside. Too much risk. I think you can understan
GINGER Tyce and I didn’t talk the entirety of the ride. Tyce just trained his eyes on the road and never once glanced my way except to merge lanes. I clutched my purse, thankful, at least, I got what I came for. So it wasn't a complete disaster. Two emotions competed within me simultaneously. One, I was upset about how Tyce had treated me. First, he called me his "buddy" to Helena, especially after making it seem like there was something between us. I didn't even know why I thought that or why it bothered me so much, but it did. After milling it over in my mind, I concluded that it just hurt to feel so inadequate next to someone so hot and powerful. I hated being made to feel so weak and worthless. It was a feeling that I carried throughout my life, and it was always so hard to kick, no matter how many friends I made or how much I succeeded at school. I still always felt like that little girl that never properly got her wolf in middle school. Then, as soon as I disappeared, he'd go
GINGER I wrapped Tyce's sandals in a plastic bag and threw them into my purse so I could finally return them to him. As my family piled into the car to head over, I felt a bit mournful at the realization that returning them would give him no more reason to talk to me. Just as quickly as I felt it, I pushed it from my mind and convinced myself it was for the best. The new Gigi would no longer give douchey guys the time of day. The new Gigi only made room in her busy schedule for nice, mature gentlemen. And a gentleman Tyce was not! I spotted him as soon as we arrived, as I always did. It was hard not to. He was just so tall and commanded such a natural presence. Clearly, it was an alpha thing—yes, I felt the same about Blake. Yet, somehow, I always seemed to notice Tyce first. Maybe Tyce was more alpha alpha, if that was a thing. He did, after all, come from a much larger pack. My family took our normal seats. Heidi sat down right next to me, unfortunately. I hadn’t talked to her mu
BLAKE After the temple service, Jasmine and I jumped in my car to head north. I glanced over at her as I started the car, taking her hand in mine. "You know, you're going to need a bigger car soon. It's going to be a lot of work getting pups in and out of their car seats with a two-door." "I know." She sighed. "But I love that car." I squeezed her hand. "Maybe we can trade cars when we have to take the pups." I smiled at her and she put her head against my arm sending sparks dancing up and down the length of it. I was still getting used to the idea of it, being hit unexpectedly by the news. I thought we'd have more time to ease ourselves into the idea of it. I always knew I'd have to provide an heir to our pack, but I just didn't think it would happen so soon. As we drove, Jasmine drifted into sleep. I did notice she'd been a lot more tired lately, going to bed much earlier than previously. She kept claiming she had no symptoms, but I definitely noticed them—both how horny and uni
BLAKE The next morning, I woke up earlier than Jasmine and snuck downstairs so I could surprise her with breakfast. As I approached the kitchen, I overheard a heated discussion between Alex and who I assumed was his mom. "You've been keeping in touch with Sara behind my back?" Alex's voice boomed loudly. "Alex, she's my daughter. I have a right to keep in touch with her," a middle-aged woman's voice responded. "She tried to kill my mate several fucking times!" "Language, Alex!" "Fuck language. I'm in a really bad mood right now." "Alex, can you at least be rational about this? Listen to me. I'm your mother!" "Fine, Mother. What did you want to tell me?" I could tell he was speaking through gritted teeth. "Sara wants to meet with you. She has information about one of our ally packs. I know Sara did some things you're not happy about. But at least speak with her and give her a chance to redeem herself. She is still your sister." "She will never redeem herself in my eyes." "Al