The Pixie's Warrior Wolf (Completed)

Friend Talks

Dorian whistled seeing her indeed on fire as her arousal teased his nose but did nothing to his platonic love, “Well that’s hot.” She flushed and shook her head embarrassed, “You have no idea. I’m so turned on by him just being so supportive and caring. It makes me pinch myself sometimes, when I realize how happy I am.” Dorian swallowed his jealousy as he grinned and promised, “Well you deserve it.”

Watching her give him a sweet grin, Dorian’s heart ached when she promised, “You’ll get it Dorian. Don’t worry.” Not wanting to voice his fears out loud about his mating woes just yet, especially with her, Dorian instead looked at her carefully, “But how you feeling outside the mating haze though? Everything on the outside of the love bubble going to be, okay?”

Katherine didn’t know. Because when she popped the love bubble and was left on the outside? It was freezing cold.

Henry made her feel warm, loved, and safe. Everything else? Made her stomach swoop uncomfortably as she remembered her parents and the awful display they’d put on. Not sure her heart can take anymore anxiety worrying about it, Dorian’s hand linked with hers, “Katherine?”

She breathed out shakily as she looked at him fighting tears, sick of crying about, “I love my parents. And I’m starting to understand that maybe they were just blind to what was wrong before I left. And the situation with letters just made it worse and that wasn’t their fault. I can forgive and move past that.”

But it was everything else that made her whisper, “I don’t know if they know me anymore, Dorian. I don’t know if they love me or care about me enough to want to really know me and understand what was going on with me. Before I left, when I left, when I first came back…I still haven’t told them why, and it’s because…I don’t want to be judged for how I handled it. They weren’t giving me the guidance I wanted and needed so,-.”

Dorian kissed her head, “So you figured it out on your own. I get it, sometimes asking a parent, especially one so different from you, about something in your life isn’t going to help. Their whole, “I walked to school barefoot over nails and snow” mantra’s make them pretty hard to relate to.”

Laughing as she rubbed her nose; Dorian patted her head not telling her the truth about his situation with his parents right now.

While on a “special project” on the behest of his alpha female, Dorian wasn’t answering his dad’s calls or texts. Sharing a phone with his mother, since they were always together, Phoenix was trying to pretend to be her. But his mother would never say: Sweetie, answer the f*****g phone, we need to talk about pack matters. Over.

So needless to say, the old man hadn’t gotten the hint he wasn’t in the mood to talk.

For reasons in his face as Katherine admitted, “My parents weren’t awful, and I know compared to your dad mines was a skip through the meadow.” To put it lightly, “But what happened between us really hurt. It’s just now, without all that faulty magic I can say a little calmer I didn’t help the situation. I shut down and got on the defense whenever they came to me about Josie and Tommy at first.”

Dorian scoffed as she, like when they were teens whipped out her art back and nodded to the back patio. “Yeah, because they were trying to figure out a way to make you the bad guy in the situation. Your dad should have remembered he blocked anything from happening with Tommy before Josie even came into the picture. So how the hell is it that a kiss became a sign of possible cheating. Or a way to make premarital infidelity a thing.”

Katherine reached into her art back and pulled out her little tin that looked like a huge Rubix cube. Pulling out weed and rollers, she smiled as Dorian gasped, “No.” Making her wink, “Magic pain baby.” Laughing since he’d said something similar once, Dorian looked at her for a moment as she suddenly said, “I don’t know what to do.”

Confused, Dorian was surprised as she rolled as she admitted, “My parents want me to go back to the house. In the cottage. Daddy asked me after I got better and said he wanted to try before I became fully mated.” Dorian watching her finish her joint and then his smiled as she lit them before they sat back with sketch paper and a pencil.

Sketching, rusty though, Dorian looked at her as she inhaled from her nose like a dragon. “Are you?” Katherine’s hand kept moving with confidence as she worked before saying, “I don’t know. It’s…it’s hard. Thinking about them as villainous people I don’t want to be around makes me feel bad. I remember them as perfectly, loving, and amazing too, so…my mind’s split. It’s what made me deciding to go to another or come home first harder. I wanted to travel a little more, maybe not in human cities, but…it felt wrong to do that. To be gone two years and my parents not responding? Made me worry. So I came home.”

Only to have only one thing to be happy for. Finding her mate.

“Well I’m happy you came back at least,” Dorian rasped, “do you know how f*****g lame it was without you here?” Make that two things. Reconnecting with her best friend.

Smiling as she promised, “California was hella lame without you too.” Making him grin as they suddenly showed each other their drawings on three. “One, two, three!”

Seeing his and her head falling to the side, Katherine hummed, “Ugh…is it a donut on a rabbits head?” He gave her a glare, “I forgot what a showoff you were.” Laughing as her sketch of a werewolf version of him sleeping in the woods, she winked as he grumbled, she better sign it like all the other ones.

Catching up until the late evening, Katherine was surprised when he said he had to go. “I’m doing something for Camille. Helping someone out.” Vaguely getting flashes of Camille’s face, Katherine started to ask how she was. But stopped herself and waved bye to him.

Falling back into art as a way to not think, Katherine was letting her instinct guide her hands to keep her mind blank.

While her mate tried to control his mind so his instincts wouldn’t guide hm thoughtlessly. Not sure if that would be a bad thing or best thing of his existence, he was leaning on the latter. Mostly because it was him being selfish in this very sensitive time.

Katherine not at his house in the manner he thought she would be, the beginning was rocky and he knew it had nothing to do with him. Still not wanting to take advantage of her needing somewhere safe, and him to hold firm while rocky shores came in the form of family matters, he knew he need to batten down.

If only she wasn’t his very on Miss July.

Bikini fantasy in the shower, she was letting him pull her top off and then sucking him off with the mouth he’d been wanting since he kissed her.

Having c*m hard as he thought of Katherine taking his c*m everywhere Henry’s libido has chilled. But as he ran errands his jealousy came back as impatience pricked.

Happy mating couples had not been a huge thing in his previous pack. But having felt a sort of sting of not being chosen before Henry now knew what it felt like to know who his soulmate was. Just the unfortunate ache of not being tied to them in every way like he felt he needed to be at this point.

One he desperately wanted as he saw it all around him.

Looking up seeing a pregnant witch being helped by her husband as their son ran around the hardware store, Henry caught him before he could crash into a display case. “Whoa!” Chuckling as the kid looked wide eye up at him, the white- blonde curls and star yellow eyes were so bright it hurt, “S-sorry mister.”

Seeing her son having been scooped up, the pregnant mama exhaled as she waddled over, “Jack! Didn’t I say to stop running around!” She looked at Henry concerned, “Did he run into you sir?” Laughing, Henry shook his head, “No ma’am. I just didn’t want him to run into anything. Though cartoons make it seem funny, he would have hurt himself.” Ruffling the kids head, the adorable beep beep noise made him laugh since he didn’t think kids watched Road Runner anymore.

Laughing the beautiful woman with the same hair color as her son stuck out a hand to him and introduced, “ Hi afternoon, I’m Ina Jole, my son Jack and my mate Kaiser.” Joining the conversation, the handsome spell caster beamed holding up a nice shower head, “This could be nice?” His words to his mate met by an eyeroll, the golden retriever equivalent of a person smiled at Henry bright and friendly, “Hi. I’m Kaiser, and you are?” Holding a hand, Henry smiled softly, “Henry Foy. Pleasure.”

Looking him over, the native of Heart Cove wondered, “You’re new here?” Nodding, Henry didn’t know the answer though when asked, “Oh, are you joining the pack?” That’s a good question, was he? He didn’t know, that was something else he needed to talk to Katherine about.

“Maybe. Till then, it was nice to meet you all.” He glanced down at the kid who smiled innocently, “And watch where we’re running kid. It’ll still hurt even if you’re tough. I speak from experience.” Showing a scar on his forehead from running in a garage around the kid’s age, he thought it would deter Jack from running. But the kid beamed as he gushed, “True, but now you look cooler. And that’s not a bad thing.”

With his dad nodding with an amused grin, Henry was left to look at Ina who nodded warily but with a sweet smile answering his unspoken question with amusement.

Yeah, she had her hands full already, and goddess prayed she had a girl. Two boys with her husband included would give the poor woman greys before she was thirty.

“Alright, well as fun as this is. I gotta run, but not actually. Because then I’ll fall and make a mess. Right Jack?” Jack nodded and as his parents called out pleasantries, Henry was shocked when he heard, “Tell us if you settle or not, we’ll do dinner.” Kaiser’s offer made Henry smile even bigger before agreeing without thinking, “Done.”

Leaving out and heading to a few more places, Henry was in the grocery store when it happened.