Jaxon. My heart stutters at her gesture and boldness to initiate this form of intimacy. She's never done this before and I am afraid to move for fear of her coming to her senses and withdrawing. I kiss her back gingerly, trying to prolong this feeling of bliss. Sparks dance across my tongue as she fights for dominance and burn a path down to my loins. I am instantly hard and want nothing more than to take her here in this moment, in the shower. Layla breaks free gasping for air and I notice the slightest flicker of the beast within her eyes as it tries to take hold. Her heat is rising and causing steam to roll off her skin where the water is kissing her body. Talk about heating things up! I watch as she licks her lower lips before slowly dropping down to her knees with my erect member pointing in her face. She drags her nails painfully slow down my body and I can see the red lines forming from the pressure as her nails scratch my body. It doesn't hurt, quite the opposite really. My

Jaxon."What did you just say?" I ask as I look at Shelly who is pale with fear dancing in her eyes."Gregore Villas?" Layla questions as she tilts her head up to look at me before looking over at Shelly who looks like she is about to throw up."Are you sure that is what Doc said?" I ask for confirmation. It can't be Villas, he died almost 20 years ago in an unexpected fire. At least that is what everyone was told and the old Council had confirmed it. But they could have been lying. They lied about alot and were exploited for their involvement with wolf trafficking, prostitution, and murder. They were executed by my father and a handful of other Alpha's after a brutal battle just before my father was killed. I always wondered if the execution of the Council members went hand in hand with the attack on our pack that killed both my parents."Yes I am sure," Layla says confidently as she sits up in my lap. Anger surges through my veins as yet another incident has emerged because of the o

Jaxon. I had mindlinked the waiter and told him not to let anyone out here while I fufilled my duty to my mate. I had heard him lock the door leading to the outside patio before I began working on Layla's unexplained lust. The way she had went from normal to nympho in less than a second was interesting. I will have to talk to Shelly about that and see what might be the issue. Normally when a wolf marks another wolf, they go into heat around 2 weeks later and that is what this reminds me of. They lock themselves away and fuck each other for about a week until the burning desire perfuming out of the she wolf finally stops. But, I haven't marked Layla and we arent your average wolf couple. There is still so much we don't know about her and now that the notes are gone, we are basically starting over. I hear the lock disengage as the waiter comes out. I see his nose scrunch at the smell of my mates arousel and I see his eyes flash. Don't even think about it, I say to him through the mi

Jaxon. In the week that has passed sense Layla's eating frenzy, my packhouse has finally been completed. We have been moving all of the stuff from the office downtown to my new office inside my home. Sebastian has done excellent in decorating and making sure everything from toiletries to kitchen appliances has been well stocked. He even went and did some clothes shopping for me and I made him take every piece back as they were much too flamboyant for my taste. I told him I would do my own shopping from now on. The witch from the Council was to be expected in 3 days and I wanted everything to be ready for her arrival. Shelly has been working overtime to get new notes completed so the witch would be caught up to speed before we introduce her to Layla. In the last week, Layla and Shelly have spent almost every day together. I am glad Layla has a friend here, but it really annoys me how long my mate is kept away from me everyday. Sometimes I only see her and exchange a few brief words

Layla. I am completely blown away by what Sebastian and the girls have accomplished in the hour they have spent pampering me, if you can even call it that. I have felt pain like nothing I have ever experienced before, especially when Stacy got down to business in, well, my lady business. But everything is so smooth and I can't help but to feel my legs and arms as my fingertips glide smoothly across my bare skin. My eyebrows even have a shape to them that are a beautiful arch and Sebastian had tinted them to match my auburn hair. I stand looking at myself in the mirror, knowing I only have a moment to enjoy the way I feel about myself before I will need to meet Jaxon at the stairs leading down to the main level of the house. My dress is a dark forest green which compliments my pale skin very well. It is heart shaped with a deep v neck that almost reaches my navel. Due to the corset back, my boobs are pushed up under my chin making them look way larger than normal. The dress is fitted