Filed to story: The Packs Doctor Novel Free PDF Online (Yara & Warren)
I’d chosen honesty, since I know that’s the only path that will ever lead us to a relationship.
“I’m sorry. I’m practically desperate to kiss you. Your lips are pink and perfect, and I know you don’t realize it, but when you’re talking to me, you frequently lick them which makes me REALLY want to kiss you.”
She’d looked out over the water. I could see her mind turning a mile a minute, her eyes looking all around as she thought through my words, and I could practically see the steam coming out of her ears at my comment. I had no idea if I’d completely offended her, scared her, impressed her, or anything else until she’d finally turned to me and smiled shyly.
“I’ve never been kissed.”
I frowned at that. How is that possible? “You’ve never…but…” How do you ask someone who’s been raped why they’ve never been kissed “Simon didn’t kiss me. He did things to me, or he told me what to do to him, but he never kissed me.”
My anger at Simon had flared, but right behind that had been a deep, powerful possessiveness. I want this woman’s kisses, all of them, every last one, for the rest of my life.
“Can I kiss you?” I asked gently.
She had nodded and I’d had to hold back the urge to pull her into my arms and kiss her the way I’ve been wanting to since I first saw her, passionately and desperately. Instead, I stepped up to her, stroking my fingers over her cheek. “At any time, if it becomes too much, pull back. You don’t have to kiss me if you don’t like it or if it scares you.”
She had nodded, and I had smelled the slight scent of her fear, but she agreed. So I slowly moved in, watching her as I did, until I gently pressed my lips against hers. I had slowly and softly deepened the kiss until she had started to lean against me, her hands fisting in my shirt. I carefully slid my hand into her hair, holding her head as I tilted mine, deepening the kiss even more.
When I’d slid my tongue over her lips, she’d gasped and pulled back. I waited to see if she’d pull away, and when she didn’t, I gently slid my tongue over her lips until she opened them. Her scent of fear changed to a scent of arousal, her spiced cider taste mixing with her scent and making me groan with the pleasure of it.
When I’d finally pulled away, I pressed my forehead against hers as we caught our breath.
“I hope you liked that, because I would love to do that again.”
“I did like it,” she said shyly. She bit her lower lip as she said it. I know it’s not meant to be sexy, but with her, she’s sexy without even trying.
I reached up, using my thumb to gently pull her lip from her teeth. “I should be the only one allowed to bite that lip,” I said, making her smile.
After that, I’ve been stealing kisses as often as she’ll let me. I never do it in public. Based on what she’s told me, Simon never cared who saw them and, in some instances, it seemed that maybe he preferred it, getting off on her embarrassment and humiliation. So, I know that’s a trigger for her. Since we walk in the forest multiple times a day to help strengthen my lungs, it works that I can sneak kisses then.
It was a couple of days later, while we were resting under a tree that I noticed that she was nodding off. She has dark circles under her eyes most of the time and when I asked her about it, she shrugged and said she has nightmares, so she doesn’t sleep well.
I had pulled her against me, being careful when she went rigid in my arms to just massage her head and rub my fingers over her back. I made sure it was loving, and not sexual in any way, and it hadn’t taken her long to fall asleep. She’d slept for hours while I’d held her.
I’ve offered to have her sleep with me at night and last night, for the first time, she finally agreed. It took her longer to fall asleep, being in a bed made her uncomfortable at first. But Declan had started purring softly and I’d massaged her head, letting my fingers slide through her soft hair. We’d waited until she’d fallen asleep, and then Declan and I had fallen into the deepest sleep I can ever remember having. When I woke up this morning, I had the most painful erection I’ve ever had in my life. I moaned, shifting and when Trena yelped, my eyes had flashed open. Somehow, overnight, she had moved so she is laying on top of me, her head nestled against my chest.
Her eyes are wide. “I’m so sorry, I don’t know…” she says, scrambling off of me.
“It’s okay, Trena. I’m sure your wolf felt comfortable and wanted to be closer to me. I know mine wants to be closer to you. And…” I gesture to my hard length standing at attention under my shorts. “I can’t exactly
do anything about that. You’re beautiful, you’re my mate, and you were laying on top of me. But you don’t have to be afraid of me. I won’t do anything. I won’t hurt you, ever.”
“I should…go,” she says, quickly getting off the bed.
“Can we go for a walk after breakfast?” I ask, wanting to know that we’re okay.
She’s already at the door, practically running to get away from me. But she stops and turns to look at me and nods.
“I’ll meet you downstairs.”
“Good. I’ll see you there,” I say, sighing as she leaves like she can’t get out of my room fast enough. Maybe this was a bad idea.
I get up and shower, dealing with my hard on while I take a cold shower. The cold does nothing to help me when I remember the feeling of my mate lying on top of me and I have to take care of things again before I finally finish my shower.
**Trigger Warning: Violence.
Bradley.
Today is the pack ceremony and Trena has agreed to join our pack. I’m thrilled that she’s comfortable enough to join our pack, and I’m hoping that means that she’s comfortable enough with me to remain here knowing that we’re mates. It gives me hope that we’ll have a future together.
When we go for two walks before the celebration begins. She’s quiet, but she does let me steal a few kisses. it’s time for the ceremony, she and I stand side by side and when it’s time for me to go forward to recommit to my ranked members and the pack, she comes with me.
After Alpha Warren and Beta Charlie announce that our Luna and Beta female are pregnant, the pack howls and I do as well, excited for the good things that are happening in our pack. Trena, however, remains quiet.
“What’s on your mind, beautiful?” I ask her, leading her away from the party.
“This is all a bit overwhelming for me right now. I think I’m going to go to my room,” she says.
“Do you want me to go with you?” I ask her.
She shakes her head. “You should stay and enjoy this,” she says, and I can se the tears starting to form in her eyes. I’m not sure what it is about this party that has her upset, but if she needs space, I’ll give it to her, even if it goes against everything inside me to do it.
“If you need me, or just don’t want to be alone anymore, come find me.
No matter what time it is, okay?”
She nods her head, then uses the shadows to get back into the packhouse without anyone seeing her. The anger that I’m able to keep at bay when she’s around comes flooding back, and I’m furious all over again that my mate is suffering because of that shithead in our cells. I know that Alpha Warren will be planning his execution, so I approach him, telling him that I want my pound of flesh.
I’m surprised when he offers to let me kill Simon, but I meant what I said about it needing to be him. Many
in our pack have suffered because of Simon, not just me and not just Trena.
I’m even more surprised when I turn around and see her standing behind me.
“Trena, I thought you left. Are you okay?” I ask her, instantly concerned.
“I came to make sure that you knew I wasn’t leaving because of you,” she says.
“Oh,” I say, smiling at her kindness. “I knew that. I don’t know exactly what is upsetting you, but I
understand that there will be times when you just need to get away.”
She looks behind me at Alpha Warren. “What are you going to do to Simon?”