2-113 “I actually miss all of them, but I get needing time to form the mate bond. Has anyone seen them since the bond kicked in? I’ve been spending so much time holed up in the study and I didn’t want to disturb… anything.” I can feel my cheeks heat up.
“You are so funny!” Sierra laughs at me.
“What?!”
“You can say s*x, it’s okay. They are probably having tons of baby making s*x. Why are you blushing?” Sierra scolds me. “It’s normal.”
“I’m not blushing, and I just don’t really like talking about it. It’s personal and private, no one else should be discussing it.” I try to shrug it off.
“Of course we should, how do you think anyone learns? I can bet all the guys discuss it, Right Wyatt, Nathaniel?”
“Probably not as in depth as you think, but yeah, I guess so.” Wyatt says and I can’t keep my eyes from going wider. I do keep my mouth clamped shut.
“It has helped when some girls struggle with getting the memo that it’s casual, even when you tell them many times before anything happens. Clingers are the worst and we usually try to help each other out before a situation gets rough..” My jaw did drop, that was the most I have ever heard out of him at one time. “I mean, it’s been a couple years though. The full warrior brand makes it impossible to do anything.” It was his turn to look shocked, he didn’t mean to let all that slip out and I had to giggle. At least I wasn’t the only one to feel awkward in the conversation.
“Really? Nothing at all?” Sierra asks. “I don’t know if I could handle that.”
“It’s not a big deal, honestly. There isn’t any desire to have s*x. If we were just banned, but had all the urges I would have been kicked out before we even started.” His booming laugh carries across the field and we all join in. “Like I don’t even think I could get it up if I watched the hottest porn all day. Or if you all stripped right here and started rubbing one out.” He shrugs. “Nope, nothing, and you all are hot, the idea alone should have me all worked up.” He shrugs again.
“That was graphic.” I mumble
“What don’t act all sweet, you’re probably the most kinky out of all of us. The shy ones usually are.” He winks at me, and I just sit there with my mouth shut. How do you tell people that you haven’t done anything with anyone, ever?
Sierra knows my inexperience, but she is a great friend and keeps that to herself. Before we dive any further down this rabbit hole the dinner bell goes off and I am the first to jump up and head in.
Morning training has been better now that we have been put into teams. It’s so weird to think that I have been a part of this program for a year already and there is another string of new recruits coming in. Now that we have the basic training done, Osiston and Nickolas have divided us into tactical teams. These are the teams we will go on missions with primarily. There are always exceptions if someone extra is needed or a special skill is needed, but this is our go-to team.
Lillian, Jena, Wyatt, Nathaniel and I have been teamed up. And because of our personal experience with the chemicals, poisons and spells from the rogue king, we sometimes get Sierra to work with us as an onsite liaison to her parents. Our primary missions consist of finding Jena’s pack members and tracking down this rogue group.
It’s an obsession that both Jena and I have. Some have mentioned that it is borderline unhealthy, but they weren’t there. They didn’t have to witness or experience the things we did. This f*cker will pay for his crimes, with his life, if it is the last thing I do.
We have been gone for a week, which was helpful, cause Xander, Mina and Oscar still haven’t been seen. This mission is interrupting a supply of herbs needed to perform the cloaking spell that they have. When it didn’t stop and off load where our information said it would, we decided to follow.
We made it about six hours away and I am so glad that I learned how to shift without shredding my clothes or having to change at all, because we have been sleeping outside following this convoy around. Sleeping as my wolf haset
been way more comfortable. The two semi trucks would not have caught anyone’s attention except Mike’s face showed up on one of the facial trackers Jena set up and now that we found them, they have picked up another semi and an entourage of black SUV’s following them like a protection detail. So it’s either very important spell ingredients or they are transferring people. They are heading back in the Royal Pack’s direction.
Our orders are to follow and report and nothing else and Jena and I have been having a hard time with that since we have seen Mike
walking on his own a few times. The cocky asshole. He thinks he’s untouchable. I’m holding it together better than she is, but barely.
Nathaniel and Wyatt only need to monitor one of the crazy girls, not both.
Nathaniel was able to get trackers on the original two trucks, but not the third. There have been too many people patrolling to get in and out undetected. I want that third one. They only added extra patrols when it joined them. We did notice all the guards are wolves, but they are all carrying guns and few have knives strapped to their legs. Why do wolves need so much weaponry?
“Alright. I think I see a window.” I say from my spot up high in a tree. “The patrol has a hole in the route. In about thirty minutes there is going to be a five minute gap between one guard and the next. Nathaniel is that enough time?”
