It’s kind of nasty if you think about it too much. Thank the Goddess wolves don’t get STD’s or they would be in trouble. I’m not a prude, well not really. I get the appeal of six and have even done some self exploration, but I am one hundred percent inexperienced when it comes to being with a guy. And yet, I have no desire to jump some rando strictly to say I did, that is less appealing than having zero game in the s*x department.
I’m a little jealous of how easy it is for Sierra to flirt with any of the guys. She seems to only have eyes for Sam, but is playful with all of them. Just the thought of trying to flirt makes me sweat bullets. I am just that awkward, so I figure I will wait for my mate who will love my crazy, inexperienced awkwardness no matter what. On that note I step out of the shower and wrap up in a towel. As I brush out my sandy blonde hair I look at myself and really analyze my reflection for the first time.
I don’t think I am ugly by any means, I just don’t think I am anything special either. My hair is mostly straight with a slight wave at the end and it is so long it goes past the middle of my back. I like it full and I think I would look like a baby doll if I ever cut it. My muscles are defined in my arms and legs and I know my back and abs have definition. I am putting on muscle now that I eat most of my meals with the guys and get the calories I need for all the training that I do.
I wear sports bras and tank tops for training all the time, still covering the scars on my back, but being more comfortanble in my skin. My figure is still on the smaller side with no real curves to speak of, even with the muscle definition. I’m only fourteen and I don’t really know what my mom looked like. My dad only keeps one picture of her in his office and I’m not allowed in there, I saw it once when was little, but I dont remember it at all. According to everyone else who knew her, I look exactly like her, but that doesn’t help me predict what kind of woman bits I may end up with. I sigh and get dressed in some pajamas and get started on my homework. I have a feeling there will be no room for homework this weekend if Slerra has any say, so need to get ahead now.
Nothing out of the ordinary happened the rest of the week at school which is really only saying I didn’t bleed from my attackers. It’s almost like they knew what I was doing this weekend and were being courteous with their torture.
Saturday morning came and I found I couldn’t sleep so I took my very early run alone today. I decided to take a chance and let my wolf out too. We ran the full border patrol route around the pack territory.
I’m not on patrols, so I don’t have to really pay attention and can run as fast as want to so it only takes me a couple hours. usually wait until it’s dark so it’s easier to hide with her thick jet black fur. It was dark and peaceful right now, the sun still not up yet, and allowed me to wrap my brain around all the crazy was about to be subjected to.
When got home, I started breakfast and got out ingredients to make enough to feed everyone, since our house has been the new Saturday hangout before training. Even the Alpha and Luna join us sometimes too. I was worried the first time Mateo brought the guys over so early that dad would have a fit.
But I guess when it comes to my brother and the future Alphas he doesn’t really care what goes on. Dad went as far as to ask Mateo what needed to be on the grocery list specifically for the Saturday morning breakfasts the third time it happened.
That conversation got tense really fast when Mateo said he didn’t know and to ask me which earned me a disapproving look and the reply. “I’ll have Gretchen follow up with you kids and make sure the kitchen is stocked.” Before he abruptly walked out of the kitchen.
