Sisters By Chance - The Dawn (Book Two)

Let The Games Begin

Tim's POV

I took a shower as they left. Raven is still fast asleep, exhausted from pouring all she is into protecting Alpha. The Beta declining her protection was a relief. I'm not sure she would have been able to do it to them both. She shouldn't have done me, to begin with.

'She needed to, for her own peace of mind.' Thor reminds me as I place my hand over the remainder of the imprint on my chest.

'So she said! But what about my peace of mind? How are we supposed to sit here like hens in a coop, waiting to know whether she lives or dies?'

'She'll be back!' Thor tells me confidently. 'I know it!'

'You're hoping for it! That's different...' I snort at his naive wishful thinking.

'Of course, I do! Don't you?' Growled Thor as I let the water run down my tense neck and shoulders. 'Stop being so damn self-destructive. Sure, we plan for the worst. But we'll hope for the best. She could have rejected us all due to your little stunt at the hospital or here, at the apartment, and then in the forest. But she didn't! She forgave you.'

'Us,' I scolded him.

'No, you! She has always liked me!' Thor snickered. 'I had faith in her then, and I have faith in her now! She'll come back to us!'

His certainty pulsates through my body like my heart pumps blood through my veins. It's unquestionable, suppressing all doubt and making my mind lighter. He's right. Raven forgave me, and she'll do whatever it takes to get back to me, to us.

She cares about me. She loves me. She wants me protected so that she can come back to me with my sanity intact. Or at least whatever is left of it.

'We're sane. Haunted by memories! But sane.' Declared Thor while I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower.

'What doesn't kill you makes you stronger,' I sighed while grabbing the towel on the rack to dry myself off.

'Wiser, at least.' Contemplates Thor, not seeing the point of drying with a towel. He floods my mind with memories of him shaking the water out of his fur. I can't contain from bursting out in laughter. It rips from my throat until I bend over.

'That would have been a sight, would it not? Me - standing here and shaking like an i***t, trying to rid myself of water!'

Thor wheezed in my head, laughing as hard as me while picturing it. We both laugh until my chest hurts and tears run down my cheeks. The droplets surprise me as they stream from my eyes and drip onto the tiled floor. There is no vise around my chest, no panic gripping my lungs. There is only a sore ribcage, soaking-wet cheeks, and something else. Something light. Each shed tear is like a weight dropped from the dense raincloud inside my chest. I laugh and cry until I fall to my knees and pant from the strain. My palms support me as I crouch down as before a shift. It's as if Thor is growing inside me, pushing to compel my human body to accommodate his growing size - every muscle strain, as well as my bones and skin. I'm unsure what is happening, but I don't feel scared. Whatever it is, it's because of what she has done, and I trust her. She wouldn't hurt us. I stay on the ground, waiting for my mind and body to come to terms with one another. I let the silent tears fall, thus letting go of everything. My mental prison shrinks into nothingness. The mental bars surrounding me fall to the ground and evaporate into dust. Dust that's being washed away in the steady stream of tears pouring from my eyes. I don't think I ever cried like this.

Thor stayed quiet in my head. He has nothing to tell me, nothing to add as the sensation of freedom grows inside us. There is no pain or sadness, only liberation.

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I climbed to bed and pulled Raven into my arms. Her sweet scent of lemon balm and raspberries fills me, and I relax. I look over her head to her healed palm. I didn't know we could do that. But Thor knew. He took over and healed her - letting me know it's like when we'll mark her and lick her neck to seal it afterward. A sigh leaves her in her sleep, a small and delicate sound. Every sound she makes is a delight to me. However, that sound sends a shiver down my spine. She sounds content despite her fatigue. I feel myself harden against her perfect round globs, unable to control myself in her presence.

'She might want something to remember us by before she leaves!' Thor hummed hopefully. I shut down that wishful thought as it passed his lips. She's already unable to walk straight. We're not entering her until she's back home and safe again.

'Better hold out on her, making her long for us!' I tell him, convincing him in the process. He nods affirmatively, satisfied by the thought of us taking her repeatedly until she passes out from the strain of numerous orgasms.

'Will we be able to put pups in her?' I asked him, changing the topic as I kissed the top of her head.

'Of course!' Snorted Thor, offended by my question. 'Why wouldn't we?'

'I know we'll be able to put it there, but will she survive it?'

'Sure! We'll turn her.'

'We can do that? Turn a witch?'

'She's meant for us! Why wouldn't we?' Thor wondered impatiently. It feels like he isn't taking this as seriously as he should.

'I just haven't heard of a witch becoming a wolf. I didn't know it was possible?'

I resume kissing her ear and down her jaw, loving the feel of her skin against my lips. She's so warm. The thought of her as a wolf intrigued us both. Thor would have his other half, leaving her human form and mind for me to worship.

'Well,' Thor said. 'If she had been another shifter, it would be impossible. She isn't, so I don't see a problem with turning her. We could ask what she'd want!'

'I think we better, or she might turn us into something else. A sloth or something!' I snicker, making him laugh.

'She wouldn't!'

'She might!'

'She doesn't know how to!' Thor teases, making me shake from suppressed laughter.

'Oh, I'd love to hear her thoughts over that remark!'

'You wouldn't dare tell her!' Thor growled darkly at me. But despite his display of power, I felt a hint of uncertainty, enough to leave me unfazed by his threat. Sure, I would tell her. I would do anything to get on her good side. But I prefer to have it like a bargaining chip in the future.

'Maybe, maybe not!' I hum happily over the hold on him he has created himself. Thor growled something inaudible in my head, making me smirk into the dark room. We'll rest here with her in our arms until she wakes up. This time I won't wake her until the very last minute.

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Raven's POV

I woke feeling well-rested, with Tim's arms wrapped around me. His breathing is light, letting me know he isn't sleeping. He is keeping me company because he can and want to. The loving action washes over me and makes me blush in the dark room. His erect member is, once again, pushing onto my butt, waiting to enter me. Intrigued by the thought, I wiggle ever so slightly, teasing him.

'No,' Tim murmured with a definite tone against my ear before kissing the lobe softly. He nipped it, making his actions the total opposite of his words.

'Pretty please!' I whispered as the craving for him inside me grew. My labia pounded from need. The moisture pooled in my underwear in anticipation.

'I'd love nothing more than to bury myself deep inside you, little bird. But, you have to get ready to leave me.' Sadness laced his words as he spoke them in a hushed whisper in my ear. The thought of leaving him makes the vise grip my heart while tears burn behind my closed eyelids. I don't want to leave. I want to stay here, in his arms, always.

'But, when you get back to me!' Purred Tim. 'I'll worship every inch of you. I'll make you come so many times that you'll lose count and beg me to have mercy on your ladyparts!' Tim's words are nothing short of a promise. And they are doing nothing to soothe the burning need between my legs. His words made me tremble and whimper as I furiously hoped this moment would turn into the past in the blink of an eye.

'Promis you'll come back to me...' He growls before nipping the nap of my neck dominantly. My brain is mush, a sea of lust where words and coherent thoughts get lost in the depths. The sharp points of his canines graze my soft skin. Oh, heavens, he is playing dirty. His hot breath fans over my skin, sending sparks and tingles over my body. The desperate tone shines through his words. It's a plead formed like an arrow aimed straight at my heart.

'Promis me!'

'I'll come back,' I whispered, unable to refuse him. 'I promise!'

Tim uses his teeth to massage my neck. His tender treatment sends pleasurable tingles over my skin. He eases out of his treatment, turning his bits into kisses that get softer and softer until fading into nothingness.

He sighed sadly before letting me go and telling me to get ready. Bossman has ordered the warriors to meet at the back of the packhouse. I am, as of a couple of weeks, a warrior. We'll all head out at the same time. But in a very different way.

I dragged myself out of bed. The room was cold, and the air wrapped around me like a frigid shroud, making me miss Tim even more. Especially since he's still in the warm bed, looking yummy as f**k smelling my pillow as if it's his favorite pastime.

I huff and puff while getting my s**t together. The backpack is the most important, and my wand. Since I became more comfortable and felt safe, I had become sloppy with where I kept it when not using it. So I had to turn our room upside down to find it. Well, I didn't. Tim told me that it was in the nightstand drawer. He has the same idea as Doggie, putting it away for safekeeping. And I'm grateful for that.

'You're lucky you've got me!' He hummed as I pecked his lips, telling him; thank you, as he handed it to me from the bed.

'Sure am!' I sang while turning my attention back to packing.

'Don't fill it up!' Tim told me, referring to my backpack. 'You're supposed to fit one big-headed Beta in it too!'

'Very funny, mister!' I told him with an eye roll before continuing with a smirk. 'I know someone with a big head!'

He laughed so hard that he shook at my statement, a heartwarming sound, stronger and more genuine than I have ever heard. I winked and blew him a kiss, sending him some extra love as I told him I loved him.

His eyes shined as he rolled over to face me. His massive body spread over the bed, and his head poked over the edge. Tim looks at me, his eyes flickering. It's a distracting dance to watch.

'I've got real bad reception up here. What did you say?' He asks while putting his hand behind his ear.

'I said, I love you, goofball!'

'I'm sorry, what?' Tim purred devilishly. I rolled my eyes at him once more before rising to my hands and knees to crawl toward him over the floor.

'I said,' I told him with a smile as I reached him and leaned in to touch his ear. I let my lips caress his skin before gently sucking his lobe. Tim groaned deeply, making me pull it a little before letting go and whispering the last part. 'f**k you!'

He growled as I pulled away quickly, snickering at him. 'Nothing wrong with reception now, huh?'

He smirked while looking at me as I scrambled to back away from him. Hopefully, it is enough to provoke him to jump my bones or at least play with me a little. Tim literally leaps off the bed to follow me. His face is in a knowing smirk. He sees through my little stunt, but being the man he is, he rolls with the punches to satisfy me. I can't contain the delighted squeal that leaves me as he towers over me and corner me against the bedroom wall. Trying to keep the intriguing game of cat and mouse going - I throw myself between his legs to escape. In the blink of an eye, he has closed his legs around my waist. I am trapped! And no matter how hard I pull and squirm, I can't get out. Tim laughs and tightens his grip, pinning me down.

'Password!'

I can't help but laugh at his silliness.

'You're the best?'

'Wrong!' Growled Tim playfully as he swatted my ass, making me squeal. I jolted as if electricity shoots from my rear down my thighs and up my spine. I turn my head to look over my shoulder. His perfect ass, only dressed in boxers, fills my view before he turns his torso sideways and looks down at me over his shoulder. I can't help but smile as his perfect face erupts in a grin before demanding the password again. My mind races as I try to figure it out. Chewing on my bottom lip, I hold his gaze and contemplate my alternatives, making him groan. I may have it!

'I'm sorry?' I smirk, not feeling sorry one bit. But Tim shakes his head; no. Then he bends down over my behind and gives my right globe another firm pat. Not hard, but enough to make me gasp under him. His eyes twinkle as he looks back at me. I wanted cat and mouse, but now it looks like the mouse is getting more than she bargained for.

'Give me a clue...' I fake beg. But Tim gives me another firm pat as the door suddenly flies open.

'Raven, we're... Oops! Is this a bad time?' Golielocks giggle as she assesses the situation before her. She is stunning, as always. Her dress is black and form-fitting, showing her growing baby bump. It has thin straps hidden under a light gray cardigan reaching past her wide hips and ending at the same height as the dress, right above her knees. She looks sexy yet elegant in these simple everyday clothes, with her hair down in its natural soft waves as she smiles at me knowingly.

'Oh no, come in!' Tim snickers. 'Raven here is just figuring out the password to be released!'

Sofia's mate bursts out laughing, as does she.

'Yeah? What's the spanking for?' She asks, meeting my eyes again.

'She keeps getting it wrong,' Tim shrugs while looking down at me as I glare at him. 'Well, don't mind us!' Sofia giggles before her wolf abruptly takes over. Her eyes flash topaz-blue with a wicked gleam as she holds my gaze.

'Give her one from us. She deserves it!'

'Yeah, why?' Tim asks. His face gets a confused expression. Sofia has never been vindictive before, but her wolf clearly is. And I know she's referring to the fact that I threatened their lives. Tim doesn't know that, though. But I'm not going to lie.

'She called us a wore...' She states before Sofia takes back control. 'I'm sorry, Raven! Aurelia doesn't usually do that!' Her voice is soft as she excuses herself and her wolf, whom I suspect is growling in her head.

'I threatened to kill her. But just a little!' I tell Tim as he gawks at me from above. 'I've never turned down a woman before. However, I don't think handsome over here is up for sharing.' I wink at Sofia and her wolf. 'But If she really wants me spanked on her behalf - she has to do it herself!' I tell her with a smirk. Sofia giggles as her mate and Tim growl.

'Take it easy,' Sofia hums against her mate's cheek. 'You're the only one doing the spanking in this relationship!' His eyes twinkle with a pleased expression making his shoulder relax. He looks at her with absolute devotion. I tear my eyes from them and look up at Tim as his legs relax around me. He is looking straight at me, c*****g an eyebrow. I tilt my head and smile as I give him the password.

'I love you!'

'I love you!' He answers, and butterflies fill my stomach. He hasn't said that to me before. Warmth runs through my veins. He loves me.

'You two are sickening!' Goldilocks mate snickers playfully, echoing the words I had used about them - totally ruining my moment.

'They're adorable!' Sofia scolds him as he grabs her hand and kisses her knuckles softly. 'You're adorable!' He hummed while wrapping her in his arms.

No, they win the lovey-dovey competition.

Tim pulls me up from the floor and nuzzles into my neck, inhaling my scent before turning his attention to our guests.

'Not that you're not welcome,' he tells them. 'But, what can we help you with?'

'Oh, I'm here to help Raven get herself ready. And to tell her Stella's latest message!' Sofia states all business. Tim squees me tightly at her words. He nuzzles my neck again before kissing the soft skin with lingering lips.

'I'll leave you to it then!' He sighs and releases me.

Sofia's mate shows Tim out of our room and closes the door behind them. I couldn't help letting my gaze linger on the door as his lips lingered on my neck. How is it possible to miss him already?

'I know the feeling!' Sofia tells me. 'It gets easier.'

'I sure hope so!' I frown. She walked up to me and engulfed me in a tight hug. 'You just come back to us, and you'll see. I might even convince Aurelia to forgive you, you know!' I smiled half-heartedly at her words. I can't bare her nagging me about coming back. It's not like I have a say in it.

Sofia helped me choose a loosie black off-shoulder dress and laced my corset around it. This whole weekend is a party - and I have to look the part of a party girl with my hair done to perfection and my t**s about to spill. At least I'm not wearing heels. She brushes my hair and makes two braids, pulling my hair from my face. She ends them tightly where the back of my head begins, making the rest hang loose over my back and shoulders.

It's nice - having girl time. It's something I haven't had before in my life. Sofia doesn't talk much as she works, except for telling me Stella's message as I do my own makeup. Dark eyes and read lips, my signature - my shield.

When done, Sofia guides me to the full-length mirror - where I turn to face myself and meet my gaze through the polished surface. Her face was plastered with a sad smile as she cloaked me with the Auroras' signature black cloak. I can't bring myself to smile back. I remember this piece of fabric like a nightmare stuck in my head after a restless night. It is suffocating around my body and nothing like the strong arms of Tim. Sofia smoothens some invisible wrinkles and corrects the hood down my back before nodding approvingly.

She did a fine job, and I forced myself to smile before I sighed.

'Well, let the games begin!'

'And may the odds be ever in our favor!' She hummed with a grave nod.