Ursanthropy
26. Fresh Start?

Doreen

Vic had brought me to the top floor of this pack house, and guided me to her bedroom, where she had washed, cut, dried and curled my hair. Including the use of multiple lotions and hair products, she had done my hair beautifully, and I was actually really happy with the result.

Not that I could repeat all the actions that she had done, on my own, so tomorrow my hair would be straight again, but today I felt really pretty.

In the meantime, Vic was talking about being shifters and how a lot of things worked. Including the use of rules within a pack, and what and what not to say in front of humans, because it was prohibited to tell any human, about their existence. Which sounds rather logical.

We also talked about the things that have happened to me when I was taken away, and I felt I could open up to her completely, so she had been listening a lot and talking to me afterwards to comfort me.

But when the whole house shook on its base, as Jack roared in anger, we stopped our conversation and took a run downstairs, to see what it was that had caused it.

Dennis had rolled himself out of his office, and shot me an angry glare, as if I had done something wrong. But Vic interrupted my thoughts about it.

“You should go in, you are the only one that can calm him down, remember?” She had said to me.

Vic had explained to me, that even when they would be enraged, a shifter’s mate scent and presence would calm them down. The bond that was created between two mates, was not only meant to keep their love towards each other strong, but also to prevent any bad situations.

That is why Jack looked at me, when he got angry at those men in the bar. He wouldn’t have ever hurt me, because in order for mates to hurt one another, something really bad must happen, otherwise it won’t be physically possible for them to do anything painful.

So, with that explanation, even though Jack was practically foaming at his mouth, I had walked around his desk, and after a few deep breaths, I had touched his shoulder.

For just a split second I thought that he was going to tear me apart, but when he put his face in between my curls, right next to my face, I relaxed.

Subconsciously, he had hugged me real tight, where I could feel his claws push into my skin, without drawing blood. But he hadn’t hurt me, he had actually been really careful, even though his rage was taking him someplace else.

But us being so close, and realizing that he was so vulnerable and receptive to my touch, made me curious.

Curious for something more, craving for something more, than just this tight hug.

So, when he said that he couldn’t wait for me to take of the necklace, I did something that I wouldn’t normally have done.

I pushed myself of his chest, creating a little gap in between us. Then, I took the silver medallion in between my fingers and shoved it to the back of my neck.

“Kiss me.” I said, half in a whisper, half trembling.

His eyes grew wide, a low tremble reverberated through his chest, and without a doubt he took hold of my neck with his right hand, lowered his left hand to my lower back, and pushed me towards him.

The stubble on his chin, was the first thing I felt, which oddly didn’t irritate me. Then I felt his lips, eager to replace my own, and while he took a heavy breath through his nose, he kissed me feverishly.

Our scents collided and formed a climactic atmosphere which aroused us both.

While his tongue darted around my soft swollen lips, the flesh between my thighs began to throb with an ache. But not only my bottom began to throb, but also his cock, that expanded into his pants, creating a bulge at which I could grind over.

By now, his tongue had found its way inside my mouth, which I eagerly embraced with my own. My hands found the back of his neck, and I could feel his bear fur, sprouting out.

I wrapped my fingers into his soft fur, tugging on it to draw him even closer, at which he growled in pleasure.

His growling, only made it worse for me, to be able to stop what we were doing. I wasn’t ready to give all of myself to him, for multiple reasons. But fuck, when the trembles of his growls reached my skin, they shivered my pussy with joy!

More and more we got entwined with each other, kissing, rubbing, grinding and tugging, which finally made me break off our actions. I had to, otherwise this would lead to other things.

Heavily breathing, I released his lips, pushing my forehead against his. Closing my eyes, I tried to regain some sense of normality.

“Jack.” I moaned, as he grabbed my ass.

“I know.” He said, as if he heard my thoughts. “But, really woman, if you torture me like this every day, I don’t know what I will do. I mean, there are plenty of other things we can do, besides the actual act.” He whispered.

My eyes shot open in embarrassment, quickly I put the necklace down again and Jack just chuckled!

“How can you say these things so easily?!” I said to him, and he just shrugged his shoulders. “Because you are mine.” He replied while taking hold of my hips and pushed them down onto his raging member, that was luckily still in his pants. “This,” He referred to his bulge. “only happens with you, and no one else.” He continued with his deep voice.

I quickly covered my face with my hands, and shook it heavily.

“Don’t you dare hide your face.” He growled lowly, so as fast as I had put them there, I took my hands down again.

“Yes, Alpha.” I chuckled boldly, and he growled even louder.

“Are you two done now? Because you have ruined my work!” Vic suddenly came barging in the office, yelling to us, and we both looked in shock towards her. “Yes, well, you should have locked the door, before you got all hands-on with each other! The whole pack heard your moans!” She continued, and I suddenly got hot all over.

I grabbed Jack’s shirt and tried to bury myself into him.

Jack laughed and told me not to be embarrassed, but I couldn’t help myself.

I don’t know what had gotten over me, but I was the one that wanted him to kiss me. I practically begged for him to do it!

He got up from his chair, while lifting me with him, with ease, and then lowered my feet back on the ground. “Vic, thanks for helping Doreen with her hair, she looks beautiful.” Jack said to his sister.

“Well, she did, before you ravaged her face! Now I have to start all over again!” She yelled back to him. “Come Luna, let’s get you fixed and then come up with a look for a party, because I have just decided that we are going to organise a pack dinner, next weekend.” She then said to me, calling me by my ‘title’ as that was appropriate to do for other pack members.

It was really odd to hear her say it, but I guess I have to get acquainted with the feeling, as I have no intentions to leave Jack again. Not after what happened last time, I had driven off.

As Vic had redone my hair, and the party was being organised, I had decided to have a talk with Dennis. He had looked angry at me, and I wanted to know why that was, because as far as I have learned from Jack and Vic, it is highly disrespectful to act like that towards a Luna. Not that I cared for that etiquette rule much, but Dennis is a Beta so he is used to abide by that rule. So, what had gotten into him?

“Dennis?” I asked carefully, when I saw him sitting in one of the living rooms in this huge house.

“Oh, if it isn’t our future Luna.” He sighed.

I hadn’t had the time to look at him at close range, but when I did now, I was happy he had been healing quickly already. Luckily, the bleeding wounds had closed, but still his face looked awful and had several colours along his features, from all the bruises he had.

I felt sorry for him to have endured the torture, instead of me, and I didn’t want to have a fight with him, so I just ignored his attitude, for now.

“Thank you.” I simply said.

“For what?”

“For keeping the lieutenant away from me.” I said, with a sigh of my own.

“Well, you shouldn’t thank me for that, because if I knew that you were a Deveraux, I would have never done it!” He spat, whispering my last name.

So, that’s the reason that he became angry? I should have known that Jack had to tell his Beta, but it hadn’t occurred to me before, that it was a possibility of him knowing it already. I quickly looked around the room, but luckily there was no one else in here.

“Dennis, I left my father’s house once I knew what he did!” I said, pleadingly. “Please don’t tell anyone, I don’t want to put more people in danger.”

“Then you should have left, when you had the chance. Because now that he knows we are here, you have put everyone in danger.” He said and turned his wheelchair around to get out of the room.

I grabbed one of the handles of his wheelchair and stopped him in his track.

“I’m sorry Dennis, I truly am. But I have run from Jack once, and I don’t want to do it again. My father already knows that you guys exist, so if I leave now, it wouldn’t matter anyway.” I said to him, as I talked to his back.

He sighed and turned around. “Yes, I know. I guess I’m just protective towards the pack, as since you have entered our town, things got a little messy. But I suppose you are not to blame, because you are all new to this.” He gestured all around him, referring to all the shifter things.

He then reached out with his hand, and I took it. “Want to start over fresh?” He asked me.

“Yes, please.” I said with a gentle smile, and we shook our hands together.

A/n: Let me hear your thoughts, please. 💛