by Hazel Gower
Sara grinned. “Okay, I get it. No red bridesmaid dresses.”
They were interrupted by Jamie. “If you guys just kiss, it would be just like my—”
Kirby, Remy, Sara, and Faith each picked up something and threw it at Jamie. He dodged everything, chuckling. “What?”
Faith laughed. “Jamie, you’re a dick. Tell them we’ll be out in five minutes and to never send you in again, or to allow you to volunteer.”
“Argh, come on, Faith. Lately you’re always taking the fun out of everything.”
They all threw more stuff at Jamie and he grinned, dodging them, then waved and walked away.
The laughter stopped as Faith turned to Sara and Kirby with a grin on her face. “I’ll be sleeping in to really late tomorrow. Remy already volunteered to take Bengie bowling. I’ll be sleeping in so late that you probably won’t see me tomorrow. Maybe Monday morning before you leave for work I’ll say bye.”
Remy groaned. “This is so too much information.”
Kirby bit her lip to stop from laughing.
“How come I get stuck going bowling, while you guys get to fuck those hot, hard-bodied men?” Remy asked.
Kirby stared at Remy, and Sara laughed; obviously comments like that were common from Remy. Walking out to the lounge room, they found Tray, Kane, Rane, and Bengie all dressed up and waiting for the four of them.
* * * *
Kirby arrived with Rane at a huge field area that was covered with tables galore, where groups of werewolves were sitting, relaxing and talking. She felt roughly a hundred wolves. They were easy to spot as all of them were freakishly tall and muscular. She would swear the smallest one was six-one and he was probably a teenager. You could even tell who the female werewolves were because they were stunning.
Kirby gulped and paused in her forward movement. She glanced at Rane and back to the werewolf women all around. Was he nuts?
Rane pulled her to a table. They sat close to Faith, and Kirby darted another glance around. A beautiful five-nine, gorgeous blonde came up and tried to sit next to Rane. He didn’t even glance her way, he kept his eyes on Kirby as he introduced her to the woman. The woman smiled a sad smile and walked away.
Frowning, Kirby touched Rane’s arm. “She could have sat next to you if you wanted. I could have sat with Faith.”
His eyebrows furrowed as he frowned. “Why would I want to sit next to Sandra when I have you?”
He picked up her hand, which she’d placed on his arm, and kissed it, holding it against his lips. He smiled at the woman and man sitting across from them. Kirby was startled when she realized the couple was Rane’s parents.
“I’d like you to meet my father Jack. He’s the leader, as you would call him, but we call him the pack alpha.”
Jack didn’t look a day over forty. He had the same electric blue eyes and tanned skin as Rane. His hair was a dirty blond and he looked to be in the same good shape as all the werewolves.
She smiled. “Nice to meet you.”
He nodded at her, then Rane pointed to the woman on Jack’s right. “This is my mother Della.”
This was Kirby’s first real good look at the couple. She’d had a brief look at them that morning, but she would never have thought them to be his parents. His mother looked barely thirty-five years old. Kirby couldn’t stop staring in amazement, and she couldn’t turn away from their stares. Realizing she was being rude, she still couldn’t disconnect from their stare.
When she noticed the table had gone quiet, she was embarrassed and finally turned her head away, apologizing. “I’m so sorry, I don’t mean to stare.”
The couple exchanged looks and smiled. Kirby frowned and looked around for help, as Rane didn’t seem to be giving her any. Catching Faith’s attention, Kirby saw her roll her eyes and take pity on her.
“You just looked into the eyes of two of the most powerful alphas in the world, and the only reason you eventually looked away was because of your human rules. You should feel good, you’re one of only a small group who can look at these two alphas and not back down or turn away.”
Rane looked at her and the smile on his face was huge. She was shocked as he leaned down and placed a quick kiss on her lips. She was curious now, so she asked, “Who else?”
“Remy can, but that is no surprise as she stands up to Kane, and he’s also one of the strongest alphas and she speaks to him like no one else would dare. Kane is one of the biggest alphas in the world, that’s why he was running the hospital emergency department at such a young age. When you take into consideration that he had been in the military for eight to ten years he’s accomplished a lot to get to where he is in his career for his age.”
Kane brushed his lips against Faith’s head. “Thanks, princess.” He rubbed Faith’s shoulders. “You see, Kirby, every male in our family has done at least four years in the military, although our family is a rarity as all my parents produced were alphas. The military helps teach us control and discipline. I did eight years, and as you know Rane is still in.”
Kirby glanced at Rane.
“Well, at the moment, I have my own kind of division of the military,” Rane said. “Arden is still in the reserves, although he’s joined my division now.”
“Arden isn’t here, about a quarter of us aren’t as we have away teams,” Kane explained. “Australia is a new country, so we only have six packs and they’re stretched out to cover their territory. We cover New South Wales and Australian Capital Canberra, and another pack covers Queensland, another pack covers Western Australia, and so forth. As Australia is so young we are small, but as Australia grows older, we will grow. This all depends on how strong the alphas are, and who leads each pack.”
The food was brought out and the men got up, telling the women to keep talking and they would fix them a plate.
Kirby nodded in acknowledgment at Rane as he left the table. Her brain right now was having an information overload. “Did I just pass some kind of test?”
Faith laughed. “Yes, but we would have still kept you even if you failed.”
The men returned and Rane set a plate with a mountain of food on it in front of Kirby. Everyone went quiet as they ate.
Kirby smiled and ate everything on her plate without even realizing it as her mind was thinking about everything she’d just learnt.
Rane leaned over. “Do you want me to get you something else?”
Kirby groaned. She’d eaten too much already. “No, I’m fine, I couldn’t eat any more.”
Two hours later, the four girls stood in front of the center stage as they laughed and giggled. The next act would be the one they’d all been waiting for.
“I think because I’m the birthday girl, I should get to get up on the stage with him.” They all laughed as Kane growled.
Kirby glanced behind her to see three massive werewolves standing a stone’s throw away with their arms crossed over their muscular chests.
Never having had this much fun in her life, she nudged Remy and giggled. “Maybe Remy could heat up the stage for us a bit. If it’s hot, Jeremy might have to take off all of his clothes.”
“I didn’t know you had it in you, Kirby. That’s the best idea you’ve had all night.” Remy grinned, patting her on the back.
* * * *
Jamie came up behind them, chuckling. “Oh my God, you got your wife the worst birthday present. You are going to be killed by several werewolves tonight as their mates have gone crazy. I’m telling you guys, this Jeremy Sento has power over women.”
Devlin, Griffen, and Blake joined in Jamie’s laughter.
Jamie continued, “They haven’t even noticed you guys since the concert started. Just imagine when this Jeremy Sento comes onto the stage.” Jamie was now doubled over laughing.
Rane smiled as Tray went over to his brother and whacked him hard on the shoulder, which almost caused Jamie to topple to the ground. “I so can’t wait until you have a mate. Payback will be a bitch.”
Rane whacked him o
n the back too. “You’ve got that right, Tray.”
They walked over closer to their mates, finding them standing as close to the stage as possible. Tray looked at Kane. “How the hell did you get her favorite band to play?”
“I donated a truckload of money to their charities, and on top of that I offered them a ridiculous fee.”
“Have you seen their video clips?” Tray asked. “I watched one earlier today, the one that’s Sara and Faith’s favorite, Hurricane, and after seeing that I can tell you now I would never have done what you did.” He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. “Maybe I’m just old, but that film clip…”
“Don’t worry, you’re not old. I’ve seen it. It’s filled with bondage and naked men and women, but that’s how videos are these days,” Rane commented.
Jamie and Devlin laughed. “You guys are so old. I have no idea how your mates are going to put up with you.”
Tray, Kane, and Rane sighed in relief when Jamie shut up as his dad got onto the stage.
“Hello, everyone. I would like to say welcome and thanks for coming to this special night for Faith. This next act are our last guests of the night. While I have everyone together I would also like to welcome our new members, who are staying with us to help fight our cause, or just to stay and feel safe. We thank you all. But tonight was originally for one of our best girls, Faith. I personally don’t know this band, but my daughters do and the birthday girl does. She’s their number one fan, so, does she want to come up here and introduce them?”
Faith screamed at the top of her lungs. Kane seemed to reluctantly help her onto the stage. She kissed their father, grabbed the microphone, and turned to everyone.
“Thank you all for coming tonight and for my presents. I would also like to say that one of the reasons I love this band is because they support causes that better the earth. Without further ado, Sixty Seconds to Venus!”
Three men came out onto the stage and the women’s screams became deafening. Rane chuckled as he noticed Kane holding his hand out to Faith to help her off the stage. Faith just stood there staring at, he assumed, Jeremy Sento. The man in question turned to Faith and said, “I understand that today is your birthday?”
All the werewolves chuckled as Faith stared wide-eyed and opened-mouthed. They had never seen her speechless.
Jeremy Sento looked around at all the werewolves, then his gaze fell on Faith’s friends at the front, and Rane and several other wolves growled. Jeremy averted his eyes and gave an uncomfortable laugh.
“Luckily, we’ve been told what your favorite song is.” He reached out and grabbed Faith’s hand.
Rane and Tray grabbed Kane as he launched himself at Jeremy Sento. Faith leaned up to say something into Jeremy’s ear. Kane did not like that at all, and Jamie came and helped them restrain him, grunting in frustration at having to hold a nine-five kg raging werewolf.
The lead singer smiled as he said, “Faith would like her three best friends to come up.”
Rane and Tray let go and rushed to their mates, but they weren’t quick enough. They were already on the stage. Faith kissed Jeremy’s cheek, and Kane howled. Rane and about ten werewolves jumped on Kane. The bloody idiot still didn’t fall to the floor.
Fifteen songs later, Rane was on the same page as Kane, and so was Tray. Having already figured out where to hide the body, Kane and Rane knew they could pull some strings so they wouldn’t serve any time or be punished in any way. They were all in agreement to kill him, especially by the end of the last song when Kirby, Remy, and Sara went up on stage and kissed Jeremy on the cheek. The biggest problem was when Faith had to top her friends, so instead of the cheek, Faith took it too far and kissed Jeremy on the lips.
Jeremy ran for his life as Kane went after him, Faith trailing after them. The sound of a field of laughing wolves followed them.
Rane helped Kirby and Remy down from the stage. “I hope you don’t plan to go back to that house, Remy, because I assure you when they catch each other, it will not be pretty, and the noises they are going to make will be heard for miles.”
Remy and Bengie cringed.
“Argh! I’m so hoping I can block that image from my mind,” Remy said. “Bengie, how about we go bowling, skating, to the movies, someplace where I can poke my eyes out?”
Bengie chuckled as Rane smiled at Remy. “I’ll have three enforcers join you.”
His sisters came up behind him. “We’ll go too. Let’s go have some fun.”
Remy, Bengie, Ava, and Eve walked away.
* * * *
Kirby had never had so much fun in her life. Finally, she felt like she fit in. She turned to Rane as they walked along the beach. “I absolutely love your family. Your sisters are great, and Jamie and Devlin are so much fun. Tonight was the best night of my life.”
He chuckled and paused and turned her to him. “It’s not over yet.”
Kirby flushed, and she reached up to cover her cheeks. She knew she must look as red as a tomato.
Rane grabbed her hands. “I like it.”
Kirby mumbled, “I definitely made the right choice moving here.”
They walked up the beach path and into the forest. “I’m going to show you my house, but it’s not finished yet. I’ve been content to live in it as is, or at Arden’s or Jamie’s. You can change anything you want in it. The house, if you like it, will be yours, ours.”
She stopped walking and stared at him. “What! Why would it be our house?”
He ran his fingers through his short hair and stared straight into her eyes. “You’re my mate. Ever since I saw you I’ve been fighting my werewolf to keep from throwing you over my shoulder and taking you back to the house to mark you and claim you. It’s been killing me not to touch you and hold you. The only reason I haven’t let my wolf take over is because Faith said she would castrate me if I claimed you as my mate the same way Tray did with Sara.”
Stunned, Kirby stared at him, delicious heat crawling up her body as the image of him throwing her over his shoulder and taking her to his house to claim her flashed in her mind. “Um, okay,” she said before she realized what was coming out of her mouth.
Rane’s eyes widened. “Um, okay to what?”
She really must have drunk too much or was deprived of something as a child, because she couldn’t believe herself when she said, “Okay, you can mate me like that if you want.”
Kirby didn’t even seeing Rane move, but quick as lightning, he picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder, and ran through the last of the trees. The trees swam past her in a blur, and she got a quick glimpse at a one-story house with the second story half built. There was no pause as the door was opened and she glanced at a living room, then was rushed to a room with a massive bed and placed gently on it.
Rane took his shirt off and chucked it on the floor. Kirby gulped. He was frigen huge, all muscular and toned. Backing up, she hit the headboard of the bed as Rane prowled toward her. His eyes were glowing an eerie blue, and his mouth was in a feral kind of smile. Shit! Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe she was insane.
He growled. “These aren’t your favorite clothes, are they?” She’d barely shaken her head when he continued, “I’ll buy you new ones, of whatever you want.”
His mouth captured hers, and with his tongue stuck in her mouth, she couldn’t say anything, so she just nodded. He growled again, ripping the clothes from her body. Once she was naked, he seemed to take a breather and stare at her. Feeling hot all over due to embarrassment, she moved her hands to cover her body.
Through clenched teeth he ordered her, “Never cover yourself from me. You’re perfect.”
Kirby was terrified and thrilled at the same time. She slowly moved her hands away. Crawling on the bed, over her body, he kissed her mouth in the hottest searing kiss she had ever had. His hands moved leisurely down her body, exploring. She moaned into his mouth as his hand reached the special place between her legs. Slowly, gently, he probed and discovered places she never
knew, giving her unimaginable pleasure. His mouth moved away from hers and down her body, kissing, sucking, and licking.
Never having experienced so much pleasure before, especially as his mouth joined his fingers, she cried out into a shattering orgasm. Rane licked and sucked the whole way through it and finally put one finger in her pussy, then he added a second. She could feel him gently stretching her as he sucked on her clit.
“Rane, Rraaannneee, I… I can’t take any more. Please, please, please.”
She didn’t know exactly what she was begging for, but she knew there was more. Growling against her clit, he sent delicious tingles coursing through her body. “You taste even better than you smell. Come for me, my little red.”
Adding a third finger in her pussy, he nipped her clit, and she came for the second time, moaning out his name. “Rane!”
Rane growled and leisurely moved back up her body, sucking, kissing, licking, and nipping here and there. She yanked his pants off and started to freak, because he was huge. Panicking a little and coming out of her sexual haze, she pointed at his penis.
“There’s no way that will fit. You are way too big. I have never had one before this.” That statement just seemed to make him hornier.
Smiling, he caught her mouth, murmuring against it. “Good, my little red. Good, good, only mine. We were made for each other. Don’t worry, it will fit.” He looked into her eyes. “I’ll be as gentle as I can, but little red, I’m sorry, this is going to hurt.”
She smiled at him, loving his gruff voice and his endearment, and nodded. Finally feeling a little confidence, she reached her hands up his body as she said, “I know. It can’t be helped.”
Kissing his lips, she moved her hands up his finely chiseled chest. Rane position his cock against her pussy opening and slowly pushed it in. It felt so good she moaned into his mouth. As he got further in Kirby started to feel a burning, stretching sensation. She squished her eyes shut and scratched him down his back. Rane’s breathing slowed, and his eyes sparkled as he looked at her. She could tell he was grinding his teeth, and his muscles were all bunched.
