I barged inside the only bedroom that wasn’t already occupied by horny couples fucking and dropped Edith unceremoniously on the bed.
“What gives?” I hissed, trying to keep my wolf from tearing through my skin.
“What gives?” she mocked, rolling over drunkly until she fell off the bed and landed with a loud thud on the floor. She looked a mess as she rolled around laughing, but her laughs quickly turned into a hiccup. “You had sex with me and then you ghosted me.”
“It wasn’t like that,” I sighed.
“Tell me, what was it like then?” she snapped, blowing her tangled hair out of her flushed face.
“I’m so sorry my mother died and I was too busy grieving to call you after our night together.”
There was a little sarcasm behind my words. How dare she think our night together was more important than the death of my mother and baby sister?
Edith wasn’t even a good lay. I was unimpressed.
“That’s all I wanted, Drew. An apology.” She burped and cupped her hand over her mouth. “Ugh…”
“Are you gonna vomit?” I asked, half–expecting her to say no. She nodded instead.
“Shit!”
I sprang into action and dragged her to the bathroom that was attached to the bedroom. My nose wrinkled as she hurled into the toilet bowl with loud, gagging sounds. I gagged as well. That wasn’t just alcohol she was spewing out.
“Sorry,” she mumbled weakly. “My wolf had a deer for breakfast.”
Fucking gross.
We spent fifteen long–ass minutes in that bathroom. Me holding her hair back while she vomited out what had to be her soul.
“Are you feeling better?” I finally asked when I realized she had stopped vomiting. I stood up and groaned as 1 straightened my back.
“Yeah, much better,” she whispered, and then she flushed the toilet. My eyes widened when I felt her hugging my knees. My views dropped downward only to see her head resting right against my crotch.
“Clearly, you’re still drunk. Let’s get you back to the bedroom before you get any stupid ideas.”
I tried to pull away, but her tangled mess of hair got caught on my zipper.
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“Ouch!” she yelped, wriggling like a worm. The more she struggled, the worse it got.
“Hold still. Stop moving,” I groaned.
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Her shoulders slumped and she sighed. Her eyes were hazy and unfocused as she tilted her head up to meet my gaze. “You know, Drew… this is a sign. I know what the universe wants me to do”
Her hand went straight for my ass, squeezing and kneeding my butt cheeks. I froze as she tried biting my dick through my pants.
“Fuck no!” I shouted, jerking away from her so hard that my zipper ripped out a lump of her hair. “Look what you made me do!” I complained. I looked like I was growing a mound through my pants.
I stormed into the bedroom and started rummaging through the drawers until I found a pair of scissors. I stripped off my pants and began cutting the clump of hair off the zipper while muttering curses under my breath.
Behind me, I could hear her crawling back into the room like the sad, desperate girl she was.
“I’m so sorry,” she whimpered, sitting up and leaning against the wall. “It’s just that I’ve loved you for so long that I thought when we finally had sex, my dreams would come true.”
I sighed. So did Remus.
I sat on the edge of the bed and placed my pants and scissors beside me.
“Edith, all of this is my fault. I shouldn’t have taken advantage of you like that, especially since my intention was never to date you or be your boyfriend. If I had known you had feelings for me, I wouldn’t have looked your way that night.”
“How could you not know? You are Drew Clawbelle. Every girl in town wants a piece of you.”
‘She’s right, my boy, Remus said, his voice smug in the back of my mind. ‘We are just too hot to handle.
“Do you want some water?” I asked, trying to ignore my wolf.
“No, I’m good. I just need to go home, sleep this night off, and forget it ever happened.”
“It’s cool. We’re cool,” I said.
She crawled closer, eyes glinting with something dangerous.
“So, you and the human girl are what?”
“Keep your voice down,” I hissed. “And we are nothing more than stepsiblings and friends.”
“So all that dancing and grinding out there was what? Sibling rivalry?” She barked out a drunken laugh.
“Edith, just drop it,” I warned. My voice was low and vibrating with tension.
“Or what?” she challenged, pushing up on her knees and nestling between my thighs. “You’re scared,” she
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whispered, a grin spreading across her lips. “I may be drunk, but my wolf can sense your fear. You care about
this human
“Edith!” I growled.
She giggled. “I see it now. You’re protective of her, I finally found Drew Clawbelle’s weakness… and it’s wrapped up in the skin of a pretty little human girl.”
“Shut up,” I snapped, Remus snarling inside my head.
“Drew, I’ve dreamt of this for so long.”
“You dreamt of going psycho in front of me?” I scoffed,
“No. I always dreamt of finding out your secret. I wonder,” she purred. “What are you willing to do to keep me from going out there and telling the whole party that you have a thing for a human?”
I rubbed my eyes, throwing my head back and sighing loudly, I just needed to get back to Becca and take her the hell home. But then I felt Edith’s hand too close to my cock and before I could react, she was trying to suck on the tip that was peeking through the slit in the front of my boxers.
“What the fuck!” I shouted as I shot to my feet. My knee accidentally smacked her in the mouth with a sharp crack. Her lip split open.
I didn’t apologize.
“That’s it!” she screamed, blood trailing down her chin. “I’m going out there and telling everyone that you brought a human here and that she knows about us!”
“You know that’s a lie. Becca has no clue about werewolves,” I snarled, baring my teeth.
Edith sniffed the air slowly, her face turning sly. “Imm. Your essence smells like you’re telling the truth… but my ears picked up the uncertainty in your tone. You know what the punishment is for a human who knows about our kind without being mated to one of us?” She paused, her smile widening cruelly. “It’s death. I’d hate to see her pretty little head on a spike.”
My hands clenched into fists. I grabbed my pants and started putting them back on just as Scott barged into
the room.
“Hey-” He froze, his eyes bouncing between my half–dressed state and Edith on the floor licking blood from her lip.
“It’s not what it looks like,” I said.
“I don’t care about that,” Scott waved me off. “But Drew, you’ve got to come with me now. Becca’s getting shitfaced drunk, and Cody’s clinging to her like he wants to fuck her six ways to Sunday”
Remus howled so loud in my skull I could barely hear my own thoughts.
1 finished buttoning my pants, then sprinted in wolf–speed.
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My eyes glowed gold as I saw Cody’s fingers gripping Becca’s waistline and from the looks of it they were going in for a kiss.
Remus roared in anger, a howl forced its way through my throat.
People began to scream when they sensed my fury. They knew what was about to come.
I moved in a blur. He didn’t see me coming, he was too busy mesmerized by Becca.
I punched Cody so hard his body flew through the air and landed with a massive splash in the pool.
He resurfaced, gasping. He had blood pouring from his nose and lip. His eyes were wide and full of terror.
“You stay away from Becca, you hear me?” I warned. My voice was not my own. It was deeper because it was laced with the Alpha within. “Or next time, I’ll rip your heart out and feed it to your corpse.”
“Drew!”
Becca’s voice cracked through the chaos and my pulse skipped a beat.
“What the hell did you just do?!” she asked in disbelief.
‘She’s lucky we didn’t murder him,‘ Remus snarled inside me.
I looked her up and down and regretted ever letting her wear that provocative outfit.
Then her eyes flicked to Cody, and she tried to run to him.
Oh, hell no.
I grabbed her by the wrist stopping her.
“We’re leaving. Now.” I told her.
“But- she protested, her eyes still lingering on that fucking fleabag. I needed to leave before Remus broke free and skinned that bastard alive.
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I tightened my grip on her arm, and my voice dropped to a snarl. “I said now, Becca. And don’t make me say it
a third time”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
