by Mia Rose
“I’ll tell you something, we’ve always managed to keep away from the hunters. That’s half the reason we go early. But these were waiting, and if they were only a scouting party, then all the packs in this area are in deep shit,” Shadow said. “If we don’t sort them once and for all, I reckon they could wipe the country clean.”
“I hear ya, and I’ll get the message back to my alpha at the Towers. I know he’s prepping, so we all have to stick together like brothers,” Gabriel said. “Now, let’s get some beers and have a good time.”
“These are on the house. I think the owner would insist,” Shadow pressed.
Gabriel looked around the bar. “Who is the owner, anyway?” he asked.
“You just saved her life. It’s Jemma.”
“We’re gonna sit down. Get Sky to bring our beers over,” Gabriel said.
“Not a problem.”
Gabriel and Tanya walked back to their table. Gabriel looked at Tanya. The noise of the bar faded into the background as he turned his back. “I know it’s gonna cause some shit, but I’m gonna have to speak to Declan. There's too much information not to share,” he said.
“Gab, you know Declan, and he isn’t gonna take lightly to you walking into the Towers, not after you wanting to kill him,” she said, as Gabriel chuckled. “What’s so funny?”
“I wasn’t planning on killing him. I was really pissed he'd shown me up. It all backfired on me, and now look at me,” he explained.
“It’s that damn ego of yours. You split the pack, and you’ve lost your best friend. Is there no stopping you from putting your foot in it?” Tanya asked.
“You know, I think that —if by some miracle I end up as a wolf again, then this venture as a human will have humbled me. I've learned I’m not the be all and end all. I’m not alpha material, and I have to accept that,” Gabriel said, in honesty.
“Gab, now you understand your weaknesses I think you can do nothing but become stronger. You must be doing something right, half the pack has stuck by you,” Tanya explained. “And you’ve just saved three lives, and how many humans would do that?”
Gabriel felt a tear in his eye. Damn, she hit my soft spot. He sat straight as Sky plonked a large tray of beers onto the table. “Courtesy of the house,” he said.
“Let me know when Jemma’s awake. I want to speak to her,” Gabriel said.
Sky lifted the empty tray and placed it under his arm. “Funny you should say that, she came around long enough to say the same thing.”
Declan pulled the last few petals off the third plant. He dropped them into a Ziploc and placed them inside the black canvas bag he'd slung over his shoulder. He slipped it off and handed it to Noelle.
“My turn to drive, you said?”
Noelle nodded as she strapped herself into the passenger seat. Declan started the engine and drove back from the foothills to the cow fields. He felt the gush of fresh air in his face and his eyes streamed with the wind that blew hard into their faces. The large house appeared on the horizon, and he saw that the lights had started to light the garden. He pulled the buggy into the garage, and they stepped inside it.
“Hey, you two. Who said you could take my buggy out for a spin,” Garrett asked with a furious tone.
“Will you relax Dad, everything’s cool,” Noelle replied.
“Young girl, why do you keep calling me ‘Dad?’ I don’t know you… but he seems familiar,” Garrett said as he pointed his finger at Declan.
“That’s Declan, Dad. You know him from Clifton Towers,” Noelle explained.
“I know that place. It’s in town, with all those apartments,” he said. “What you got there? Is that the lock from the gate, how did you open that?”
“Dad, the code is my birthday. You must remember that?” Noelle asked.
Garret huffed and looked out of the garage. The sun had started to set, and the darkness started to draw in. He sighed as he turned to Noelle and Declan. “Can I help you two, are you lost?” he said as he walked back into the house.
“Screwed, totally fucking screwed, the both of them,” Noelle remarked.
“If this tea works like it’s supposed to, you could have your parents back by the morning. Then we might have our hands full.”
Noelle led Declan to the kitchen. Her mom wandered around the dining area. “We have guests,” she muttered as she turned to the sound of Noelle. “There you are, I thought you’d gone out. Are you staying for dinner?” she asked.
“Mom, go and sit with dad and we’ll make you a nice cup of tea,” Noelle said.
Abigail looked at Declan. “I know you, you are —you are —don’t tell me, what’s his name, crap. I forgot your name sonny,” Abigail said.
“Declan.”
“Declan who, sonny?”
“My name, I’m Declan,” Declan said.
“Yes, you are. But I don’t like that Declan character. He’s bad,” Abigail said as she walked to the living room. “Tea you say. That will be nice.”
“I fucking hope this works. They might hate you and go back to being hunters, but Jesus, seeing them like this is painful,” Noelle said as tears welled up in her eyes.
“I’ve got faith in Judy. If it hadn’t been for her and her grandmothers, I’d still be lost,” Declan replied.
Noelle put the bag onto the kitchen counter and pulled out the plastic bags from the black bag. She spread them out on the marble counter. She held up the plants and roots. “How do we get oil from these?”
“I think the easiest way is in a blender, and then squeeze the pulp,” Declan said. Noelle ducked under the kitchen counter and stood with a blender in her hands.
“Will this do?” she asked. She opened the top and pushed the plug into the socket. Declan nodded as he pulled on the rubber gloves and pulled the plants from the plastic and forced them into the glass pot of the blender.
He turned to Noelle. “Do you want to take over? I’ve never used one of these before,” he said, with a cute, cheeky grin. Noelle screwed on the top and hit the pulse button. The plants spun as the motor whirred. Declan stood and watched as the plants turned to mush, and the inside of the container went a weird, orange-yellow.
Declan smiled. “Judy said the oil was yellow, so that must be it. Get me a glass, and I’ll squeeze the life out of it.”
Noelle handed Declan a glass tumbler as he removed the lid and scooped the mush into his hands. Noelle grabbed a small saucepan, and half-filled it with water. She popped it on the stove and waited for the water to boil.
“How many leaves?” she asked.
Declan turned with a screwed-up face as he squeezed the oil from the mushy plants. “Ten of each,” he replied as he watched the glass fill with yellow oil and bits of mush that slipped through his fingers. “We’ll have to filter this. I don’t think they’ll drink it with all this crap floating around,” he said, with a laugh.
Noelle pulled the drawer open and rummaged through the kitchen utensils. She held up a small strainer and grinned. Declan dropped the dried mush back into the blender and grabbed a tablespoon. He stepped over to the stove and spooned two tablespoons of the liquid into the pan. He stirred the liquid as it simmered.
“Thirty minutes she said.” Declan dropped the spoon back into the glass.
“Watch it, and clean this mess up. I’m gonna go and have a look at my room,” Noelle said.
“It won’t be the same. Didn’t you say Edmund had wiped all traces of you?” Declan asked.
“There was something that Edmund didn’t know.” Declan frowned at her remark. “I had my room, but half of the time I didn’t sleep in that one. It was too pink, so I used another room. That Edmund wouldn’t know, and unless his team went through every room, I should still have things there. Namely, some silver.”
“That’s funny. I never saw you as a pink girl. More of a black and chrome —with a bit of red thrown in,” Declan added, with a loud laugh.
“You better believe it. Queen of the night. Hunter extreme, or
I used to be; not anymore. I’m pro-wolf. ‘Go-Wolf! Go-Wolf!’” Noelle yelled with a raised fist.
Noelle left the kitchen, and Declan cleaned all the mess and stood with his eyes fixed on the bubbles as the pan simmered. His concentration was fixed, yet his mind went to what Noelle had just said…
Pro-wolf maybe, but how would the pack accept her, if they ever would? She'd said she couldn't be an alpha mate because she was human. But why couldn’t she? Who made the rules on who could, and who couldn’t be a mate? Declan sighed and stirred. Questions filled his head that he couldn’t answer. He needed guidance from some very wise heads. Two sprung into his mind, and it was the same two, like always. Dustin and Maria. They'd given good advice in the past, no matter what he'd asked. Dustin had led his pack for years and lived an open life without conforming. Maria had a similar approach to life and accepted what happened, whatever that might be. Declan decided he would have a deep conversation once he had a chance to get them both together.
Declan looked at his watch. It had been a little over twenty minutes that the tea had boiled for. He opened the cupboards and looked for a teapot. It crossed his mind —Judy hadn’t told him how much Noelle's parents needed to drink, or how quickly it would start to work. What Declan guessed, was that Noelle and he had to stay with her parents.
Noelle stomped into the kitchen with a smile on her face as she held a handful of silver necklaces and a palm full of silver rings. “You think this is enough?” she asked, as she waved them at Declan.
“That isn’t funny you know. You want me to go up in a puff of smoke?” he remarked. He looked at his watch and turned the stove off. “Put that stuff out of the way. The tea’s ready.”
Noelle held the strainer over the teapot as Declan poured the liquid from the saucepan into the filter. “I know I’m a coffee man, but this smells kinda nice,” he said.
“I was thinking the same, but unless you want to crap yourself and make a puddle in your pants, I wouldn’t touch it, if I were you,” Noelle replied. Noelle grabbed a tray, and two cups with the teapot sat in the center of the tray. “Do you want to carry it in,” Noelle asked. “No, only kidding, the tray has silver in it, as well.”
“You’re not funny,” said Declan.
Noelle walked into the living room where her mom and dad sat. “Tea’s up, and it smells good.” She put the tray on the table.
“Thank you,” Abigail replied. “Are you having a cup?”
Noelle smiled. “Our drinks are in the kitchen. We’ll leave you both to it.”
Noelle and Declan stood back as Abigail poured the tea. Garrett picked up his cup and saucer and sipped. “Abby, this tastes just wonderful. It has a really nice kick to it.” Noelle grimaced as she pictured her mom and dad in a few hours, heaving and spending time getting rid of the waste, later on.
“We are going to bed. We’ll see you in the morning,” Noelle said as she led Declan to the stairs. “Call us if you need anything. Oh, and make sure you have plenty of water.”
“Goodnight,” Garret said as he stared at Abigail. “Did you burp dear?”
Noel stared at Declan. “Move your ass, quickly. I think it’s started already.”
“Wanting to be someone else is just a waste of who you are.”
Chapter 11
Rub a Dub-Dub
“Whatever life throws at you, duck, so it hits someone else.”
Declan followed Noelle to her bedroom. She locked the door behind him and gave him a sultry look. She moved closer and put her hands on his chest as she gazed up into his eyes. Declan put his hands onto Noelle's hips and pulled her hard against his body. Declan felt her breasts push against his chest as she pushed her hips forward and rubbed herself against his loins.
The buggy might have raised his adrenaline level to some extent, but it was Noelle’s nubile body that now elevated his testosterone levels. Declan opened his mouth as he locked his lips firmly against Noelle’s. His tongue pushed into her hot mouth and teased her. She responded as their tongues curled and twisted. Declan ran his fingers up her spine, and through the long locks of her hair. Noelle arched her back and melted into Declan's arms.
Noelle pushed her hips hard against Declan, she felt the heat of his shaft through their clothes as it started to grow against his leg. Her hand dropped and rubbed on his pants, his shaft twitched, and Declan sighed with want and anticipation for what would come.
“You wanna take a shower?” she asked in a low, sultry tone.
Declan replied by pulling off her t-shirt and cupping her breasts in her bra. His fingers slipped into the light fabric and brushed against her pink tips. He reached around her back as his fingers fumbled with the clasp of her bra. It popped open, and Noelle dropped it off her shoulders. She reached for the button on Declan’s jeans. The tips of her fingers stroked and caressed his shaft that started to grow more quickly. Declan slid his thumbs inside his jeans and dropped them to the floor. He stepped free as he pulled at Noelle's jeans. She pushed her ass back and slid them over her slender hips.
Her fingers pulled at the white, lacey panties down her thighs as they rolled and twisted. She dropped them to her feet and stepped free as Declan grabbed the hem of his body-hugging shirt and lifted it over his head with raised arms. Noelle leaned toward his muscled torso and teased his erect nipples with the tip of her tongue. She bent her knees as she kissed the hard-ribbed slab of muscle on his stomach. The rounded form of his belly quivered as she traced a line closer to his loins with her soft fingers and tongue.
Noelle lifted Declan's shaft and wrapped her fingers around it, her hand pulled back as her tongue pushed into the slit of his hardened glans. Declan’s hips quivered as Noelle slipped the head of his stiff erection past her plump and full lips. Her tongue swirled as she ran it around the rim of his head. Her hand pulled back hard on his fullness. Noelle gagged for breath as Declan wrapped his fingers around her long hair and pulled and pushed her head back and forth like he needed to. She wanted him to be in control.
Noelle sucked hard, her lips tight around his shaft. Declan's hips rocked as he gave into Noelle's hot mouth. She pulled her head back and stood as he pulled her up with his raw masculinity. She took ahold of Declan's hand and he led them to the bathroom. Declan's eyes fell past the shower to the large tub that stretched the width of the bathroom.
“Now, that could be fun. A Jacuzzi bath, maybe?” he said.
“OH YEAH! Those bubbles and jets of water hit all the right spots,” Noelle replied as she turned on the faucets.
Declan’s eyes grew wide at her words. He lusted for Noelle like she was made just for him. The tub filled as Declan stepped inside. He held Noelle's hand as she dipped her toe into the hot water. Declan sat as Noelle picked up a large, pink bottle. She held it over Declan's chest and poured. The thick, cool liquid made a small stream that ran down his body.
“It’s only bubble bath,” Noelle replied as she rubbed the liquid against the taut, tight skin of Declan's muscles.
It was perfect. His body glistened as the bathroom light cast its white glow over him. He lowered his body until the water bobbed around his neck. Then, Noelle hit the switch. Declan felt the hard jets of water against his back, and the foam started to rise in the tub.
Noelle raised her body from the water while foam slipped from the peaks of her breasts. Declan raised his hands and caressed the silky, smooth skin of her breasts. His fingers teased her pebbled, pink nipples. Noelle bit her bottom lip and looked deep into Declan's eyes through strands of dampened hair. Her provocative glare told Declan that she was ready for him. He braced himself in the tub as water jets crashed against his hips and washed over his hardened cock. Noelle pulled on the side of the tub and placed her knees on each side of Declan’s legs. She ground her hips and allowed herself to find his hardened shaft. Her hand vanished under the water as Declan felt her grip as it tightened around his solid girth. The soft folds of Noelle's hotness found the head of his shaft. He slid into her easily as Noelle lowere
d her horny body.
Noelle grabbed the chrome handles of the tub and raised her body as Declan put his hands onto her sexy hips. His fingers dug into her soft skin as she lifted her body, and she felt his hardness move deeper into her. Noelle tilted her head backward as the damp strands of her hair fell over her back. Her eyes rolled, and her mouth opened. Declan groaned as he felt the pleasure of Noelle's sweetness. He felt her body grip his cock as she sheathed the full length of his shaft. Noelle sank herself onto him again and again, as warm and erratic breaths escaped from her heaving chest. Noelle rocked in ecstasy as she ground and gyrated her hips. Jets of water flooded against their bodies and washed over them, helping to enhance their pleasure.
Water lapped and splashed as it fell from the tub onto the white, tiled floor. Bubbles filled the top of the tub and clung to them as they both neared their climaxes. Noelle felt the hot walls of her pussy contract as they clutched at Declan's hard shaft. She panted as his head rested on the tub and he helped her gain the strength to move on him more. His hands helped her to move up and down, and he too, was breathless.
She pushed her hands onto his hot chest. Her fingers dug into his skin as she squealed, “Declan, I’m gonna come.”
Declan thrust his hips with wild abandonment. He felt his powerful loins wanting Noelle's womanhood. His body convulsed against Noelle as he flooded deep inside her, his hips rocked and seized as he felt his hot seed shoot a second —and then a third time. Noelle’s head rolled back as her body spewed forth a fountain of sensations that flooded throughout her entire body. And she screamed an uninhibited cry of satisfaction as she came on his cock. Noelle's body shivered as her final moment made her feel like she was in heaven.
Noelle gasped as her head rested on Declan. Her hot, shallow breaths washed over Declan's spent body. She pulled her head back and looked deep into his eyes. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a bath,” she murmured.
