All Chapters of Flying Death: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20
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11 - Playing With Fire
~Hazel’s Point of View~ “Hey dad, whatever happened to you wanting to fix me up with your friend’s son? What was his name, Hector,” I ask, trying my best not to lay it on too thick. It was rare that I got him alone, especially when he was in a good mood. We’d ordered take out and lounged around together, watching the history channel. I couldn’t have been more bored but he was too into it. Mom was actually in a female’s only bowling league and that was happening tonight. He raises his eyebrow, and I pray like hell he doesn’t call my bluff. I knew Hector was a tiger shifter, and if we mated it pained me to admit his animal was higher in the pecking order. Our babies would be cubs, not pups. It was not at all common for females to willingly choose to mate outside their species, but love happens. I kind of thought dad only wanted me to date him to prove to me that a wolf male would be the best choice. I had certainly dated outside my species before, which he didn’t like but none of the
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12 - All In
~Punch’s Point of View~ For the hundredth time I run my fingers over a bottle cap, nearly hoping it’ll cut me so I can have a momentary distraction. I hate closed doors and the meeting room at the packhouse was closed only a couple times a month typically. But it absolutely fucking kills me not to know what’s going on in there. Every so often there were loud noises, good and bad sounds. Some growls. Even though we tried to operate as a normal pack, Dozer didn’t like being called Alpha. Even more so, in mixed company he really hated it. Just Doze or Dozer and it wasn’t considered disrespectful. But not all Alphas are like that. Grouch liked to be called “VP” instead of Beta and people did it just to appease him but for me, he was Grouch and that’s it. For me, I’d have no problem being called Reeve when the time comes. It’s a badge of honor. I’m the judge, jury and executioner. But Alpha or Beta, nah. Not me, not ever. Zero interest in that. I’m not a leader, but I didn’t follow bli
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13 - How About That
~Hazel’s Point of View~ I laugh out loud, as I fall for the hundredth time tonight. But as always, big strong arms caught me. Warmth envelopes me and bright eyes look down, along with a sexy smile. “I’ve got you linda,” he whispers, and I make a face. “Who’s Linda,” I ask, finally getting upright. He laughs. “It means, lovely. Believe me Hazel I know your name,” he insists, reaching for my chin. I blush as he holds it, then he gives me the lightest kiss. Just a feather basically, but it is sweet. He’d been so damn nice all night, like unreal. I didn’t know males could be this considerate. Especially while I felt like I’d made an idiot out of myself, I couldn’t skate for shit! But he seemed to love that I kept trying. “I think I’ve tortured you long enough, want to get these things off,” he asks, pulling me off to the side. I nod, eagerly. He makes a whole show of putting my boots on for me, and I wasn’t sure feeling this turned on was even legal. As soon as my feet hit the f
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14 - Benji
Chapter 14 ~Hazel’s Point of View~ “I really love that you’re totally at ease out here linda. Totally natural. Not that I want to bring up another female but one I dated a few months back never wanted to get to know Benji. Damn sure never wanted to watch a hunt,” Hector says, with his brilliant white smile. I practically melt but I’m also totally fixed on his chest, his abs, his tight stomach. His hips and his V. His muscular arms, his tattoos. Goddess I want to see all of him. Please? I’ll be such a good girl!! A couple of howls break out in the distance, and the sounds of animals running fills my ears. I’m more than used to it all, I can’t even recall how many times all the guys in the pack hunted on our property. My parents made sure I was introduced to it pretty early on, and sometimes I’d even have cool drinks waiting for everyone when they got back. Well, an ice bucket of beer usually. “Hunting is awesome. Though I’ve certainly never watched a tiger. How big is Benji? I mea
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15 - Circus
~Punch’s Point of View~ “Talk you piece of shit,” I yell as I kick a worthless loser in the gut. We’d held a sting of sorts, Dozer didn’t like it exactly but he told me to “straighten shit out,” so I had a loose interpretation of that. I was gonna do what I wanted regardless, he probably figured as much. I found out one of the shy pups at my boxing club, a kid we called Pudge, was getting sexually abused by his mom’s boyfriend. He confided in me, and I knew it wasn’t easy for him. The poor kid thought it was his fault and I wasn’t having that. But what I uncovered in the course of trying to take out the trash, was something far worse. More men. Too many. Only I didn’t have names, I had shadows. Well, I hunt shadows and I never fucking lose. And NOT when this happens in my town. “I tell you anything, then I’m as good as dead,” the guy mumbles, then spits blood. I laugh right out loud as Missile shakes his head. He was a good man to have as a back-up, or maybe I had him tag along
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16 - Labels
~Hazel’s Point of View~ I blow out a hard breath as I kick some rocks in the driveway. He’s not coming. I already know it. “Honey? You're still here,” I hear, as my mom trots out the front door in her robe, looking mildly crazy with bedhair I don't want to even think about. “I can call Hector to come get me but he may already be at school. I can’t believe Punch is gonna make me late for my first day,” I whine, knowing fully well mom would go off. She’d taken the step of calling him last night to confirm, letting him know it wasn’t up for negotiation. We were BOTH going to school, together. So he was definitely doing this on purpose. Low, even for him I felt. Just as mom put her hand on my shoulder the rumble of a motorcycle came to life in the distance. On purpose. Late. Deliberate! Sure enough Punch pulls into the driveway a minute later. No backpack, no nothing. Just his leather Flying Death vest and a black hoodie underneath it. In January, in two degrees. No real coat, ho
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17 - Unravelled
~Punch’s Point of View~ I’d seen Hector and Hazel all over the fucking place today. Cozy. Holding hands. He even kissed her at lunch after they made eyes at each other literally the entire time. Mick was ready to rip me apart over it. I grabbed some random cheerleader for head but bailed at the last minute when she stuck her hand in my pants. Could’ve gotten it too. I’m such a bitch. Goddess help me! When shit gets heavy for me and things start to feel out of control, normally I face it head on. Grab some female and fuck it out. Get in the ring and really fucking punch somebody. I mean ... I'm Punch, it's what I do. I fix whatever it is. But every damn thing about the Hazel situation is different. What can I even do? So here I am, actually fucking participating in gym class. Running around the track for over an hour, trying to get out my frustrations. “Mitchell! What are you doing? Class is inside,” I hear, as I looked back to see the teacher, also the wrestling coach at the d
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18 - Lock Down
~Hazel’s Point of View~ “Hmmm,” I moan, as Hector explores up my back, even running his fingers under my bra. His hands are so big and warm. When he holds me and we’re lost in kisses, I feel so safe. This is about the furthest we’ve gone so far, and I’m not sure how much longer I can hold out on him. It’s more than obvious he wants more, I can see his damn hard on through his pants. He’s always hard when we mess around and when I leave him high and dry I know he has to be pissed. I mean I've jerked him off, but he hasn't gotten my mouth. I’m not even remotely blind to the way females look at him, even with my hand in his… They still gawk and yeah it makes me crazy. The pressure to compete with them is getting to me, even if it's only a war in my own head. I’m always wondering if he’s not getting sex from me, is he getting it somewhere else? When he tugs playfully at my shirt, trying to lift it off, I don’t push him away. I don’t tell him no. He pulls my blouse over my head then pu
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19 - Sleepover
~Punch’s Point of View~ “Stop! I don’t know anything else,” the male squeals, as I stand back and admire my handiwork. I’m a sick fuck, but something more than pride swells in me when I see the hourglass carved on this bastard’s back, over his pack tattoo. Out of time. I know exactly how deep you can cut someone and where, to get the most pain but always ensure they won’t bleed out. This bastard ain’t getting off that quick. It isn’t at all lost on me that there will most definitely be consequences for taking out a patched member of Viuda Negra. Though we’re pretty confident we can put the blame at the feet of Black Fog’s pack, maybe. “Tsk. Not what I hear Oscar. Word is you were one of the males who did the robbery,” Missile taunts, waving a butcher knife around. “Maybe we need to send a couple fingers to his little girlfriend? You still fucking that little 16 year old pup,” I say, licking my lips. Mick stirs in my mind, the smell of blood too thick in the air. The fear in o
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20 - Sick
~Punch’s Point of View~ “He’s not answering my texts, and when I called him it said his number isn't in service. Did… Did he block me,” she sobs, and my gut tightens. Mick practically does a backflip, maybe Hector is doing my job for me. “Hey, hey come on. Don’t cry into your tomato soup and grilled cheese,” I say, chomping on mine. I slipped the older lunch lady a $100 bill at the beginning of the school year and she always gives me two lunches when I actually show up. I’m a growing boy who needs his calories. Her hand visibly shakes when she tries to eat some soup and I grab a napkin to catch the spill. My body only wants to fuck up someone for making her upset, seeing her cry messes with me. It always has. But in this situation, it’s actually the best thing for her. “Hey Haze, what’s wrong,” a female says, sitting down next to her. “Ohh Kylie,” she sobs, wrapping her arms around the girl and bawling into her neck. “Female shit,” I say, trying to look macho and tough. I quickly
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