Pack's Angel

August hesitated as her fingers rested on the door handle and she glanced back at her roommate. "I don't know when I'll be back. You should just leave, I'll get a ride later." Max scoffed. "Yeah, that's not happening. I know you won't let me go with you, but I'm going to wait, right here. Go and grieve if that's what you need, and when you come back I'll be here to give you a hug. Or more if that's what you want." He winked at her his blue eyes shining in the night. August shook her head as she clutched her small bundle of flowers to her chest. "Thank you." She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his warm cheek. "You're an angel to me, always." He snorted. "No, you're the angel, my angel. Now go, before I break my word and follow after you." August opened the door. "No, I want you to stay here." She paused. "I need you to stay here. This? This is private, and as much as I care about you, I ca

Gideon whistled as he strolled through the hospital. With every step he took, women and men alike stopped what they were doing and turned to watch him.  He smirked.  They could look all the wanted, he was a free and easy lover. All they had to do was give him consent and he'd fuck them into the next world. He paused. Or he normally would have. Their prisoner had thrown him off his game. Something about her called to him in a way he hadn't experienced before.  He still needed consent, but he longed to just enjoy everything her body had to offer and to give her so much more of his own. He wanted to spend weeks locked away with her exploring every inch.  But why? He shook the lingering thoughts out of his head and adjusted his jeans which had grown tight as he got aroused thinking of the red-head.  Sure, he'd enjoyed plenty of the strays

Jessie nodded to Adon as he entered the room. "You're here," she whispered, her voice quivering.Adon smirked. "I am, and you know what two in a room means," his voice was sing-songy.August realized he was enjoying this. "You're sick," she whispered. "Do you know you have this girl believing that you're a pack of werewolves?"Adon blinked and glanced over at her from over his shoulder. "That's because we are."

 August held back her sobs as Adon peeled away from the so very still Jessie. The bile rose hot in her throat but she didn't let that released either. Instead, she stared hard at the body. Was that a breath? Was Jessie still alive?Adon retained his spot on Jessie's back. He had put away his knife for now, but that didn't make his new past time any more acceptable. He was trailing the blood all over Jessie's back, connecting the blood feathers that decorated her back.August didn't know how, but she swore one day she'd make that monster pay.He tilted his head and looked back at her over his shoulder. "Do you like it?" he whispered and he smiled. "He's going to like it. I've found another angel that escaped him.""What are you talking about?" August demanded. Her voice shook but she tried to ignore it. He didn't though. If anything his smile grew. "I love that tremble in your voice," he whispered as he shuddered. "Yes, fear me, because o