Sisters by chance - The beginning

Closer Still

Sofia's POV

As I set the table I start to get nervous, the thoughts of ‘what if’ slip into my mind and make me a bit panicky.

What if I say something dumb?

What if I forget something?

What if someone has an allergy that I

have forgotten? Dose werebears and werewolves even have allergies?

What if Lucas's Mother doesn’t like me?

The doorbell wakes me up from my grumbling and self-doubt and I freeze on the spot. Did Jacob hear, is he opening the door or is he expecting me to? I chew on my bottom lip and keep still out in the sun, waiting. I ball my hands into fists and concentrate hard on listening. As voices come closer I know that he has opened and let them in. I breathe a sigh of relief but still can’t physically move. Maggie bursts out onto the deck walking up to me and embracing me in a warm hug.

“Sweetie, you look beautiful!” She tells me merrily holding me in a tight hug. I feel her take a deep breath and freeze. She backs up and holds me at arm's length looking me up and down. Her eyes cloud over for a second and then go back to normal before she gives me a smile I can’t read.

“Sorry, sweetie. I just want to make sure of one thing! Male werewolves can be intense…” She throws a glare at her son that walks up pulling me out of her arms leading me away. Jacob looks annoyed. He walks me off to Isaac who is standing and talking with a pretty woman holding little Isabela. Isaac greets me like an old friend and introduces me to his mate Charlotte. She is lean and looks strong, she is in a fitted strapless black dress and somehow manages to not look like a slut. Her blond

bob haircut frames her oval face. Her edgy look is nothing like how I imagined her. Isabella throws herself at me and Charlotte hands her over without any hesitation.

“Isaac told me she loves you!” She simply says with a shrug before she begins asking me a tone of questions.

Despite her confident and somewhat scary appearance, she is really funny and easy to talk to. She is a no-nonsense kind of girl, and I think I like her! In the corner of my eye, I see Jacob

arguing with his mother. His father is standing silent between them. I hope it wasn’t something I did?

Johnny shows up with a man I haven’t met before and introduces him as Harry, the pack Beta, and his best friend. And this entire time Isabella sits all comfy on my hip while “talking” in my ear.

Despite the company, I can’t stop myself from looking over at Jacob arguing with his mother. So when Charlotte takes me by the arm I jump making Izzi giggle.

“Do you want to know what they are saying?”

“Yes, I think I’ve done something wrong, but I don’t know what!” I say looking at her in wonder.

“It’s not you, it’s Jacob!” She says with a big grin raising an eyebrow at me “He has left his scent all over you! I’m

guessing you two were up to something before we arrived?”

My mouth forms an o and I look at Jacob again throwing his hands in the air. She thinks he has done something that I’m

not ready for! She is a true mother in every way. And I love her! 

“Well, he didn’t do it by himself! I’ll go talk to her!” I say and smile at Charlotte tanking her for informing me. As I walk up to them they fall silent.

“Hi! So… can I help?” I question and

look between Jacob and his mother.

“No, I think my son knows how to behave now!” Maggie snorts looking at Jacob. He glares at her in response. 

“Well, so far he has been the perfect gentleman and given me all I want and need! I’m not sure how it possibly can become any better!” I say giving her my most radiant smile. Her face falters a

little and she looks to her husband who is raising his hand in an ‘I’m not involved’ way.

“I’m happy to hear that sweetheart!” she answers “I’m just. I want him to treat you the best possible way!”

“He is! And I believe it's all thanks to you two!” I say hugging her with Izzi still on my hip. “Now can we please stop arguing and have a pleasant afternoon?!”

“Of course!” James says giving me a wink before taking his wife by her arm leading her away to the others. Jacob sighs and leans into me smelling my hair. Izzi has grabbed my short cap sleeve and is sucking on it making my arm all wet.

“She is hopeless!” He mumbles.

“She cares!” I counter in her defense.

He sighs defeated not willing to argue with me.

“Now, we are going to behave and have a good time, aren’t we?” I say and kiss his cheek!

“Yes ma'am!” he growls at me with black

eyes while he puts his hand on my lower back and brings me back to the others.

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Lucas POV

I am unwilling to leave her but at the same time, it’s nice to be alone for a while. I’m used to sharing a home, but this is different. This is intense and somewhat frustrating. No, looking at her in my dreams was frustrating. Living with her and not being able to do to her what I want is torture. I’ll wait as patiently as I have to, but nobody can force me to like it.

As I start the car and drive off towards the campsite it’s a forty-five-minute drive of peace. I have spoken to my mum a lot and she is so excited to meet Sofia. To find your partner isn’t always possible so that I have mine is a blessing. The thoughts of Sofia’s happiness while opening our gifts makes me sigh with contentment. Her beautiful smile is making my heart weak and her scent makes my head spin. She amazed me when she opened the last gift and was the most ecstatic about the

books, drawing pad, and pencils. Those simple things made her the happiest. When entering the campsite I’m met by Tim, the guard. He is the grandson of the elderly lady Mrs. Bloomberg who runs the shop. I remember him from the strike against Hugo. He was nice, helping us and all that. I think Jacob twisted his arm a bit too tight.

“Hi! Trouble in paradise?” He jokingly asks me when I pull up at the gate.

“Na, just getting my mum for a small get-together!”

“Nice! Is she good now?!” He wonders referring to Sofia.

“She is better, but it’s hard on her! Anything new on Arthur?”

“Negative, it's all quiet here. But this whole camp is surrounded so if he shows up, we will know!” He ensures me before opening up and waving me inside.

Mum is sitting outside the tent on the grass with my sisters facing the sun, they are all dressed up and Willow looks

incredibly dissatisfied. She looks calm and content. Her long chocolate brown hair hangs down to the ground, my mother is beautiful. It's a shame my dad didn't treat her better, she was worth so much more! He can blame the alcohol as much as he wants. But he has made a choice. He has to live with that.

When I stop the car at our tent and roll down the window, she looks up.

"Ready?" I wonder. She nods and gets up, she brushes off her creamy white summer dress before taking Kate by the hand to help her into the car. When they are all strapped into the back

seat and mum is sitting next to me, we begin the journey back to my new home,

"How are you?"

"I'm fine, Jacob has offered me a job at the sawmill!"

"How nice! Are you going to take it?”

"Yes, I could never enjoy a desk job as he does!" I say and laugh.

“And Sofia? What does she think?”

"I don't know, we haven't talked about it yet. I'll do it tomorrow. It is not until August after all! ”

Mum nods contentedly at this and takes my hand in hers.

"I'm so happy for you. Despite what happened to her. I think. I think it was necessary. I mean so that you would find each other! ” I say nothing to that, the thought that there would be a

meaning to everything usually makes sense to me. But was it worth it? In a way, I would rather have lived without her, if she had been spared from him.

Mum tries to interrupt my pondering by loudly asking the girls in the back seat: "Are you looking forward to meeting Sofia?"

"YES!" the girls shout excitedly and make me laugh. For the rest of the trip, I get to answer all sorts of relevant and irrelevant questions about my partner. Everything from favorite

food to shoe size, whatever they need that information for?

We reach the border of the territory and are let in by the patrolling guards. My mother nervously licks her lips before

smiling gently at all of my sisters over her shoulder.

"Exciting…!" she whispers mysteriously making them giggle.

The driveway to the house is full of parked cars so we stand out by the road and go up to the house. I lead them around to the back towards the voices heard from the patio. Willow takes my

hand and walks one step behind me, mum holding Naomi and Kate. Their insecurity is felt in the hot summer air. After all, they are bears in the middle of a wolf territory!

"Hello everyone!" I shout as we ascend the stairs.

"Hello!" hollers Sofia and hurries up to me with a little girl on her hip. But when she reaches us, she completely ignores me and leans towards Willow with an outstretched hand!

"Hi, my name is Sofia, this is Isabella! What's your name?" She asks happily.

Willow looks up at me before she takes Sofia's hand and shakes it politely.

“My name is Willow. Nice to meet you!"

Sofia completely beams at her.

“Nice to meet you too! Lucas has told me so much about you and your whole family! ” She then turns to each of my sisters

before pointing to a table on the porch shaded from the sun.

“Over there you will find drawing pads, pencils, and juice if you are thirsty! Just take what you want! ” My sisters leave without hesitation and Sofia now turns to my mother.

"Hi, Laura! It's so nice to meet you! ” She says and stretches out her hand again. Mum stares at her with big eyes before she steps forward and gives her a huge hug.

"Oh, dear!" She exclaims, “It's so wonderful to meet you too! Lucas, she is an absolute jewel! ” she continues, I feel my chest swell with pride and relief. They like each other.

“I have never met anyone who handles them so well! They are absolute beasts! ” She says and waves towards Willow, Naomi, and Kate who are sitting and drawing happily in the shade.

"I'm starting to get used to such!" Jokes Sofia and gives me a wink. When my mother lets go of her, I stand behind her and hold her gently. Isabella is still sitting on her hip. She is wearing a cute sun hat and smells of sunscreen. Sofia on the other hand

smells like, Jacob. Slowly I lean down over her and smell her hair and neck. Her honey scent is there but it is mixed with the scent of him. It's stronger than it usually is. Mum and Sofia talk about everything possible but I do not listen. The smell of him distracts me.

"Can you excuse us, mum?" I ask interrupting them.

"How so?" Question my mother offended.

"We are needed in the kitchen!" I lie and quickly lead Sofia away from the railing towards the door into the house. Mum follows us and I introduce her to Jacob's parents before I hand over Isabella to her parents.

"Jacob would you please start the Barbeque?" I say over my shoulder before I lead Sofia into the house and further into the kitchen. Before she has time to question me, I turn her towards me and press my lips hungry against hers. I lift her up and

feel how she puts her legs around me and pulls her fingers through my hair. I put her down on top of our place in the kitchen and take her face in my hands.

"Wait here!" I order softly before I hurry to start the oven and put the gratins in. Her lips are pink and swollen. Her cheeks are rosy and her breathing is uneven. In an instant, I'm back with her, sneaking my hands under her dress and up over her thighs. When I reach her hips, I pull her towards me and lift her again.

"Where are we going!" she

wonders but I interrupt her with a new intense kiss while I carry her away. I leave the kitchen quickly and turn left towards the laundry room. I close the door behind us and continue to kiss

her. When my tongue asks for permission, she willingly opens her mouth for me and I gently put her down on the worktop above the washing machine while massaging her tongue with mine.

"We have guests!" she mumbles

into my mouth but I just hum in response and continue to massage her thighs and hips under the dress. I kiss her mouth but then move across her cheek to her right ear. Jacob usually treats her left side so it's his. But this side is mine. I give her gentle kisses over her neck and ear. She shudders pressing herself against me. My fingers find the strings of her dress

and pull it, the dress falls open and I caress her across her belly. Her head has fallen to the side and gives me better access to reach her neck behind her ear. She gasps softly in my ear.

She breathes faster and more superficially, her hands sneak up into my hair again and hold it tight. Her warm soft skin against my lips and hands, her excited breathing, and steady grip

on my hair urge me to keep going. I let my teeth graze against her soft skin in the small space behind and below her earlobe. Her soft moan and the wonderful scent of her arousal spread in the laundry room driving me crazy. She's going to smell like me when she leaves this room! Everyone should know that she is mine! I nibble lightly on her neck and gently massage her skin with my teeth. My hands slide down over her hips and I feel

her move them rhythmically towards me. When she breathes my name with her soft voice it almost blackens before my eyes and I am so hard that it is painful. Through my ecstasy over her aroused, I press my teeth against her soft

skin harder and bite her gently. Not enough to draw blood, but enough for her to twitch convulsively beneath me. I wake up from my excitement and get nervous. I back off, letting her go with my mouth. She tightens her grip on my hair and she

pulls me back towards her neck. It's obvious how much she appreciates this, and I growl contentedly with my lips against her neck again and quickly find the same little spot and nibble it harder, more decisively. She gasps and when I accidentally touch the spot with a canine she moans loudly and a wave of

pleasure goes through her body. Her hips move faster, it's pressing against me with shorter and harder movements. I keep up with her pace until she suddenly stops and her breath gets stuck in her throat. She becomes undone under me, Her whole body cramps in a powerful orgasm that gives me immense

pleasure. All the time I nibble at the same spot and the orgasm seems to be endless. It's like it never stops and eventually, she gasps for air. I hold her firmly on the countertop but release the grip on her magic spot with my teeth and give her feathery kisses instead. I'm letting her come down from her high

slowly. I imagine her panties are soaking wet and the smell of her is thick in the closed room. You can almost touch it. I sigh happy against her and pull my head up, I lean my forehead against hers and pant against her lips. She leans loosely against the wall behind her and breathes heavily. Her eyes are closed and her skin has small beads of sweat here and there.

"Thank you" she breathes softly.

I kiss her gently in response before I straighten her dress and tie it back up.

"You should change" I mumble referring to her underwear before giving her one last kiss and lifting her down. She tilts her head most adorably ever, and looks at me, she is not embarrassed as I expected. Her eyes shine with happiness and with, mischief.

"Don't you want the others to smell what you have done?" she says and looks me in my eyes. Surprised, I look at her wide-eyed and stare in disbelief.

"I wonder what Jacob will come up with? When does he feel the scent has changed? That's why you did it, right? ” She

says and keeps eye contact while she gets closer to me. She puts her hands on my chest and looks up at me through her eyelashes and continues, “I smelled like him, right? But now, I smell like you ...”

Dumbfounded, I nod to her.

"Satisfied?" she asks, biting her lip. She is just about the sexiest thing I have ever seen right now. So confident and satisfied!  

"You are mine!" I answer and

kiss her again, hungry for more.

We are interrupted by a knock on the door and Charlotte's voice from the other side.

"I know what you're doing in there, but now you have to get out here!" she laughs before she leaves.

Sofia also laughs before she turns around and looks for a pair of new panties among the clean laundry and quickly changes. She spins for me and then shrugs as if to ask what she looks like. I

give her a thumbs up. Her throat is red from my treatment, Her cheeks are rosy and her lips are swollen. She looks freshly f****d! She takes my hand in hers and leads me out to the living room and into the kitchen where we get the potatoes from the oven. When we get out to the others she behaves like nothing has happened even though I know they can all feel how her scent has changed.

Jacob comes up to me and whispers annoyed.

"What have you done?!"

"Her happy!" I shrug without being able to hide my smugness. When he gives off an annoyed huff, I chuckle at him.

"It wasn't on purpose, she has a magic spot," I reveal and tap lightly with my index finger in the same place on my neck to show him. Jacob looks surprised at first, but his face

slowly changes from irritation to as much mischief as Sofia showed before.

"Well, soon she is gonna smell like me again!" He says confidently. And I laugh. Sofia knows us so well already.