Veronica
Eruption after eruption all night. The next day, he took me to the spa for a full body wax and massage before work. After work, he showed me the pleasure I could have when he kissed the sensitive areas all over, especially down below.
The next day he took me to buy a gun and to the shooting rage. He was excited to reward my body with more pleasure after seeing how fast I caught on.
The next few days we trained together before school. Every morning he has been teaching me how to drive to and from the training area with more hot and heavy make-out sessions.
I have never had someone desire me or touch my body the way he does. It feels like a part of me that has been suppressed has been awakened, and I can’t get enough.
Today he leaves for a hunt and will be gone for two weeks. He has given me toys to use on myself for when he video calls. He wants to wait until we get married to actually penetrate me, but we have probably done everything else. It feels good to actually be wanted by someone. Our wedding is scheduled for the following week of his return.
I’m in my study hall ordering furniture for my apartment online. I want to have it ready for him when he returns.
“Those are nice side tables. Why are you looking at furniture?” Roddy asks, sitting next to me.
“You know you’re not allowed to talk to me,” I whispered, not taking my eyes off the screen.
“I’ve never been much for regulations about who I should or should not be talking to,” he said, pulling my laptop to look at my cart.
“I’m shopping for my apartment. I’m moving off campus in a few weeks. You know, when I turn 18 and get married,” I say.
“You’re really going through with this?” He says so loudly he gets shushed by the teacher.
“I kinda have to,” I answered, taking my laptop back.
“I can smell him all on you. He’s like our dad’s age. He’s an old man that’s freaky that he’s actually into you. Did he force you to do it with him?” He whispered, moving closer so he could talk quieter.
“Is it so freaky that someone would actually care about me? We haven't done it. I’ve been getting to know him. He’s been so good to me," I said, scooting away from him.
“Ronnie. I care about you,” he says, pulling my chair back close to him. “He’s a pedophile.”
“We won’t get married until I’m 18. Wolves are able to detect their mates and partner up with them forever. The book said if I was mated to a Lycan he could be over a hundred years old,” I say.
“True. You never even asked me about your mate. He’s been calling me. He wrote you a letter, and we left it on a box at your door.”
“That is because I'm not allowed to talk to you. Was that real? Was it someone from your pack?” I say, surprised.
“No, he’s an alpha from another pack that was visiting here,” he explained.
“Ah. So he wants to reject me before I get married?” I asked jokingly, but he made a serious face. Sasha, who hasn’t been talking to me since Orion, whimpers.
“Will you two love birds, Please be quiet!” the teacher says.
Roddy and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.
“No Mrs Smith. We are not love birds. Ronnie is my.. ugh… my tutor.”
“What is she tutoring you in? Home decor? That’s what she’s looking at, and I’ve seen both of your grades. Neither of you need tutoring. You may not be love birds but you need to be quiet, so others can actually study.” She gives us a stern look.
“Yes ma’am,” I say, going back to my online shopping.
Roderick
Today was the first day I was actually able to talk to Ronnie. She seems to be happy with this old guy she’s been dating and planning to marry. She reeks of him, although she claims they haven't mated. Hopefully, he will take her away and she won’t have to feel the pain of rejection.
Devin has been blowing my phone up asking if I have talked to her. I didn’t get a chance to tell him that he was right about her being my sister. I really do hate that he will have to reject her, but I understand. The elders won’t be accepting a ranked alpha to be mated to a hybrid rogue. Those are two major strikes against her. I was trying to warn her, but she’s not taking it seriously.
“So you are able to qualify for early enrollment. You’ll be taking college classes next semester?” I ask here. She’s using a credit card to check out her cart.
“Yup. So you can tell your dad that you won’t be seeing much more of me at all,” she replied.
“Where are you going?” It can't be far if she's decorating an apartment here.
“Timberlake University. My friend Nicole is there now and loves it,” she says, not looking up.
“Devin is there,“ I say.
“Who’s that?” she asked.
“Your mate. He should be graduating soon. His family's pack is the founders of that university, although it is open to the public.”
“Cool. Maybe he will just go ahead and reject me before the end of next semester,“ she says, as she doesn’t understand the seriousness of it.
“Do you know what happens when you get rejected?” I asked
“Been there done that and read about it in the paperwork from Mrs Lewis," she said,
“Who’s getting rejected?” One of the omega girls asked from behind us.
“I am. Would that surprise you?” she asked them, not realizing she was pressing forth her aura to remind them of her rank.
“Ugh,No al... ugh. That’s one of my biggest fears. Excruciating pain. So bad that you wish your heart had been ripped out of your chest,” she said, looking between the two of us from behind.
“Been there done that. Rejections are kinda my thang,” Ronnie said again in a joking manner and turning back around.
Mrs Smith is giving us a stern look again.
“It’s different from being rejected from a dance. There’s an actual bond that will be severed,” I explained, not thinking she understood.
“Yes. Just like the one that your dad severed when he rejected me. I literally have been through it before. I’m still alive. You should probably stop talking to me though. You don’t want to be rejected also.” She said, closing her laptop and packing it away.
“When did he do that? I know he said the spoken to you recently.”
“I was little. My mom brought me to the pack. I still feel the...” She rubbed her chest over her heart.The bell rings for us to switch classes, interrupting her.
“Look, your parents care about you. When they spoke to me, they asked me to stay away. They said it would be the best for you and your pack. I’m really not here to cause any trouble. You can tell your friend that too. I’ll accept his rejection when he is ready. I can handle it.” She says bravely before walking away.