Wild One

Tyler

Natalie came to a small clearing and decided to set up camp for the night and figure out what her next move might be. If you didn't belong to a pack you were considered a threat unless you pledged your allegiance to a new pack. Checking the map she had in her bag, she was about two days away from the border of the Silver Moon pack. Rumors were that this pack was a powerful bunch and that some of the wolves could even possessed magical powers. Maybe she could try her luck with them. She slid herself into her sleeping bag and stared up at the night sky. All of the days events hit her at once and she decided to give into the need to cry. After all no one was around to see her in this moment of weakness. She fell asleep crying, and the moonlight shined on her tears.

Miles away in the mansion owned by the Silver Moon pack there was knock on the heir to the pack's door. "Tyler, are you in there" giggled Tammy at the door. Tyler groaned and pulled his hands down over his face in frustration. He had been having this amazing dream about running alongside a wolf with red fur and a white star on her forehead. He had felt so happy and was grumpy about the interruption. He stumbled out of bed and went to door. "What do you want Tammy?" "Just to talk" she giggled. Tyler knew why she was here. She was hoping he would claim her so she could be future queen.

He had fooled around with her a few times just as a distraction. Every time he messed with her his wolf Hunter would get all pissed off at him because she wasn't his mate. Tammy pushed him back into his room and he let her. She was dressed skimpy like usual, skin tight shirt paired with a short skirt. He knew if he wasn't next in line to assume control she probably wouldn't have given him the time of the day. She was out to do anything to bring herself up in the ranks. Her idea of distraction wouldn't keep the thoughts he had in his head at bay for too long. Tammy knew they weren't mates since they were both in their twenties but she hoped he would choose her regardless when he officially assumed the alpha title.

His youngest sister had passed away a few months ago. She had been doing a border patrol for the pack and been attacked by rogue wolves. The pack clinic tried desperately to save her but it had been too late. Tyler blamed himself for not being there with her even though he had been in another state with his parents learning the ropes of being an alpha and dealing with other packs. He and his parents had gone after the rogues and killed all of them. Even with that revenge they were still hurting from Anna's death.

Tammy was trying to grind in his lap so he permitted himself to focus on that instead of his disturbing thoughts. Tammy slipped her hands down his shorts and wrapped around his hardening member. She started to rub her hand up and down slowly at first and then faster and faster.