The Bet

Chapter 2

Nursing a beer, Louise sat down on the couch next to Malia and sighed. Louise had met Malia when she met the rest of them – even though she was the Hales’ cousin, their Uncle Peter’s daughter, they had all lived in the same house. The Hale family had been huge – they would’ve been bigger except for the fire.

When they were younger, and while most of the family was out at an event, there was some faulty wiring that caught the house on fire. Their Aunt Vanessa, who was Peter’s wife, was one of the casualties. They had lost a few other members of the family, including four-year-old triplets that were also Peter’s, and Cora’s twin brother, too. Peter, however, had been hit, and hit hard, and spent quite a few years in Eichen House, the local psych hospital. He got out right in time to see Cora and Malia graduate. Peter had lost everyone in his immediate family except for Malia, and Talia was pretty responsible for raising her as well.

“You’re not as drunk as you should be,” Malia stated with a smile as she looked at Louise. “It’s Friday night. Live a little.”

Louise shook her head, “Can’t. Gotta be sober. I’ve got a twelve page paper to write for that d**k, Harris.”

Adrian Harris was the chemistry professor, with a doctorate in the subject, but he was a d**k. Everybody hated him, but he was especially hard on Stiles. From what anybody knew, it was because Harris knew John Stilinski, and didn’t like him. Or something like that. No one actually knew why Harris took everything out on Stiles, but he just did. Louise hated him on principle.

“That paper’s not due until three weeks from now,” Malia said, taking a swig of her own beer.

“Yeah, well you know me. Besides, if I wait for weeks to do it, the pack’ll probably get ambushed with faeries or something.”

Even though the movies showed faeries as these sweet little creatures, they were downright mean and f*****g ugly. Every time the pack had a run-in with them, they always thought they had some kind of claim on Louise, because, technically, banshees were also a type of faeries. But Louise hated the f**k out of them.

“So I hear you were with Aiden earlier. How was he?” Malia asked with a shameless smile. Louise was confused for a moment, before Malia subtly nodded her head, and Louise followed her eyes over to see Cora standing on the opposite side of the room, watching them. Louise grinned.

“You’re only asking because you know Cora’s listening,” Louise answered, and Malia let out a laugh. When Malia had lost her brothers, sister and mother in that fire, she had become really moody. She had been twelve at the time of the fire, and lost a lot, and for a long time, she was dangerous. She had gone feral at one point, and she had been a werecoyote instead of a werewolf, so she was a little more inhabited than the rest of them. She had killed a few people and Talia was really worried that the Argents were going to take her out. They finally settled on a truce, and with the help of the local emissary, Alan Deaton, they had finally gotten Malia sane.

Even though it had been over ten years ago that that had happened, the Hales always spent a little more time checking on Malia. They had to make sure it wasn’t going to happen again. The Hale siblings seemed to spend more time listening in on her conversations, or watching her from across the room. When Malia figured out that college wasn’t going to change that, she would often bring up things that they were embarrassed about hearing in on. Well, everyone except for Laura. Laura had no shame, either. Not that it bothered Malia or Louise, because it really didn’t.

“So, where’s Liam tonight?” Louise asked. Liam Dunbar had been the most recent addition to their pack. After getting hunted by a wendigo, Talia had given him the bite when he it was either the bite or death. He and Malia had gotten together not much longer, with her teaching him control, and before long they were an item.

“I don’t know. He’s been talking about trying to get Mason laid. I don’t care,” Malia said, shrugging. “I’m going to go bug Stiles for a dance, though,” she said suddenly, finishing the last of her beer.

“If you can get him away from Cora long enough,” Louise said, laughing. Malia let out a bark of laughter that followed her across the room.

“Well, look who the cat dragged in,” came a voice not long after Malia had made her way across the room. Louise knew that voice, and let out an exasperated sigh. Great. Just what she f*****g needed right now.

“Kali,” Louise said, trying to sound civil. “What do you want?”

“I’ve been thinking about you and your mouth,” Kali said, letting her mouth brush up against Louise’s ear. Louise was just as much into girls as she was guys, and she and Kali had shared nights together before. But she refused to do so now.

“Sorry,” Louise said, snapping around to look at her. “You’ve got a boyfriend.”

“So?”

Louise rolled her eyes. Everybody knew her rules. Kali was just ignoring them. “Rule number one: I don’t f**k anyone who’s in a relationship. I may be into casual relationships, but I refuse to be a home wrecker. You know that.”

Kali’s expression turned mean, “You’re lucky I even want you. You’re just Stilinski’s stupid friend.”

“Oh my God!” Louise exclaimed, and it was loud enough that other people had turned to look at her. “You don’t have to get mean, Kali,” Louise hissed. “And you guys really need to stop getting on my case about Stiles. He’s my friend, whether anyone likes it or not.” She grabbed her beer bottle and retreated up to Laura’s room. She was welcome into the entire house, but rarely came up here by herself. She sighed, opening the door and flinging herself on Laura’s bed. The one thing she didn’t realize, however, was that this was not Laura’s room.

“What’re you doing in here?” came a voice, and, even though the room was dark, Louise could see that Tak was in there, joint in his hand.

“I’m in the wrong room, aren’t I?” Louise asked. Tak took a hit before saying, “Yep.”

“Damn,” Louise said, finishing off her beer. “I don’t care though, Tak. I’m not moving. Too comfortable.”

“What are you doing up here, anyway? Shouldn’t you be downstairs, looking for your next victim?”

Louise let out an exasperated sigh before saying, “What the f**k’s your problem with me? You have an issue because I keep banging your friends?”

Tak let out a laugh, “Are you kidding me? I know that you and Aiden have been f*****g for over a year. He talks about it all the time. But, you should really stop, because he wants to be with you in a sense that you don’t want to be with anybody.”

“He’s territorial,” Louise said.

“Your problem with relationships, Louise,” Tak said, taking the last hit from the joint, “is the fact that you don’t remain monogamous to anyone. You’d get so much more out of it if you’d be faithful to someone.”

Louise let out a cynical laugh, “That’s funny, you telling me my problems, Tak. You sleep around, too.”

“Yeah, but I’ve dated. Who was your last boyfriend?”

Louise made a face as she thought about it.

“You can’t remember, can you?” Tak asked snidely. Louise didn’t want to answer that no, she couldn’t, but she knew Tak already knew it.

Tak lit another joint before coming over and sitting beside her on the bed, where she was all sprawled out. “I bet if you were to remain monogamous to someone for, let’s say, six months, you’d fall in love with them. Wouldn’t take much.”

Louise rolled her eyes, “I don’t do relationships.”

“So you’re too scared to make it a real bet then?”

Louise sighed. Then she thought about it. Why the hell not? She could make this bet with Tak. Then she could get whatever he was offering. Maybe she could talk him into betting that sweet Camaro of his. She had had her eye on that car for too f*****g long. Of course, she could always just get one of her own, but why spend the money when she could just win his?

“What’re you offering?” she ended up asking. He handed her the joint and she took a long drag from it before giving it back.

“What do you want?”

Louise didn’t have to think about it. If she was going to jump in, right now’d be an excellent time to do it, “I want your Camaro. When I win, I want that.”

“My baby?” Tak asked. Everybody on campus knew that you did not get between Tak and his precious car. That’d just make Louise’s victory sweeter.

“You afraid?”

Tak sighed, finishing the joint. Now he was pleasantly buzzed. “Fine. I bet you that you can’t go six months f*****g me – and nobody else – without falling in love. I bet you my Camaro.”

“What do you – wait a second,” Louise said, registering what he had just said. “Why’s it gotta be you?”

“That way I know if you’ll stick to it or not. C’mon, you can’t be afraid of me, when you f**k Aiden on the regular. He’s a hell of a lot more animalistic than I am.”

Louise let out a sigh, thinking it over. It was true, Tak was pretty f*****g hot. Even though she tried to look at him platonically, anybody with eyes could see that Tak had one hot body. She wasn’t going to lie; sometimes, Louise watched him shamelessly, her eyes going over his body. But his personality made him that much less attractive. However, doing something like this with pack was dangerous. That was a slippery slope, considering that Tak was pack. But a part of her wondered how he was in bed, and, after thinking it over for a few minutes, she decided she was willing to risk it.

“Sure. I mean, why the hell not? What do you want if you win? And that’s a huge if, buddy.”

Tak smirked. Louise knew that smirk; she had grown up seeing it whenever Tak got an idea in his head. Finally, he said, “I don’t want anything materialistic. I want you as my girlfriend. My steady girlfriend. Hand holding, going on dates, giving gifts, all that.”

“That’s it?” she asked, a little disappointed. Louise figured that Tak would’ve wanted a lot more.

“Hell yeah. When you fall in love with me and realize that you just can’t f**k anybody else, it’s going to make everything so much sweeter. You’d be humiliated in front of the entire campus.”

Louise sighed; that sounded like the Tak she knew and loathed. But her mind was made up, so she stuck out her hand, “I accept.”

Tak stuck out his hand, too, and shook hers. Louise wasn’t really sure where to go from here, so she just laid there, her eyes roaming his body.

“Hey. My eyes are up here,” Tak said. Louise laughed.

“I can look and touch all I want to now, mister,” Louise said. “That’s what this bet is for.”

“So I can now do this,” Tak said, lowering his mouth to her neck. She let out a moan. Everybody on the goddamn campus knew that nobody had a neck kink like Tak Hale did. He took a few minutes sucking a dark purple mark into her neck, right above where a shirt would hide, and Louise knew exactly what he was doing. He was leaving a mark, something that said Tak Hale was here. As if the werewolves on campus wouldn’t be able to tell otherwise.

He knew she didn’t kiss on the mouth; everybody knew she didn’t. He moved, pulling her up so he could strip her shirt off of her, and Louise just let him. He kissed down her body, taking a few moments to rid her of her bra, too, and just took a moment to gaze on her body. He held one of her pert breasts in his hand, stroking his thumb over the n****e. Louise held in a groan. She loved it when people played with her breasts. She had been with too many people who had overlooked how sensitive her n*****s were. Tak seemed to know, however, as he lowered his mouth to her other breast, tonguing over the n****e. He licked and nipped at it and she had to bite her lip to keep from moaning out loud.

“None of that,” Tak said, knowing what she was doing. “Let it out, baby. I want to hear you.”

“Can’t,” she said, her voice hoarse. “There are wolves down there. They’re gonna know.”

Tak laughed huskily, “Pretty soon everybody’s going to know. They’ll be able to see my marks, and smell me all over you. They’re going to know that you’re mine.”

That kind of talk should have turned Louise off, but it was doing just the opposite. Knowing that people would see the marks, that werewolves would smell Tak’s scent all over her, it made her hotter than she had been in a very long time. Part of her wanted to be claimed, and she knew Tak was going to get off on it.

“You like that, don’t you?” he asked huskily in her ear. He was slipping his hand up her leg, up her thigh and tracing the length of her slit through her underwear. “You like the fact that people will know you’re mine. You want me to claim you, so that everyone else knows.” He was slowly stroking his finger up and down her slit through the cotton of her panties and she was feeling so much pleasure from that that she wanted to scream. It felt too f*****g good.

Tak chuckled, “Feels good, doesn’t it, baby?” he said, hand slipping down her underwear to soak his fingers in her wetness. “I haven’t even gotten started yet and I bet you’re already really close.”

Never in a million years would Louise have guessed that Tak would be a dirty talker in bed, but she was finding that she liked it. She had been with several people; some of them talkers, some of them not. The most common dirty talkers she had been with were really god awful at it and she had wanted to gag them. It made it hard to get off. But Tak knew what he was f*****g doing.

Laying her down, he slipped her skirt and panties off so that she was fully naked. Her breath was coming out in pants, and she wanted to whine. She needed him in her. She didn’t care what part of him, as long as it was now. When she groaned in disappointment, Tak chuckled again. He slipped his shirt off, showing off his gorgeous chest to her, and she wanted to run her hands up it, but he pinned her hands to the bed with one of his as he started kissing down her body. When he got down to her cunt, he kissed around it – kissed her lower stomach, in-between her thighs, and down her legs. He was avoiding her outer lips as much as he could, and it was driving her insane.

“If you want me anywhere where you need me right now,” he said, eyes flicking up to look into hers, “you’re going to beg. So I can hear it.”

Louise scoffed, “Louise Martin does not beg. Not for anybody in the entire f*****g world.”

Tak shrugged, removing his hands and getting up off the bed, “Okay, if that’s the way you want to play it. You can get yourself off. I’ll just go down and join the party.”

“No, wait!” She said, a little too loudly. “Don’t leave.”

“Why not?”

“Tak Hale, you are positively evil,” Louise hissed out. Tak just smirked, his eyes dancing with amusement. Louise groaned under her breath before saying, “Fine. You tell anybody about this and I’ll cut your balls off.”

Tak just raised an eyebrow.

“Tak, please come over here and get me off.”

Tak snickered, “Not good enough. You can do way better than that.”

“C’mon, what do you want me to say?”

“You’ve never begged anyone before?” Tak asked, but the amusement was still in his eyes. Silently, Louise shook her head, and he said, “Well, you’re going to do it if you want me to touch you.”

Louise groaned inwardly before saying, “Please, Tak, please. Please come over here and touch me. I need it so bad.”

Tak started coming closer, “You can still do better than that.”

“Goddamn it, Tak, please come over here and touch me. I don’t care what you put in me, but I need it now. I really wanna feel you. Please, I need it.”

Tak smirked, “Well, that wasn’t perfect, but it’ll have to do.” He knelt on the floor, opening her legs before blowing on her wetness. Louise squirmed before Tak said softly, “Don’t hide your noises, either. I wanna hear them.”

When he bent over and took her clit in-between his lips, Louise groaned, probably a little too loudly. He sucked on her clit before moving his lips down to her opening. He started f*****g his tongue inside her and she groaned at him filling her. Every once in a while he took his lips away to tease her on her thighs, or on her clit, and she can honestly say that nobody had ever eaten her out quite that way. It was amazing. Before, she didn’t let anyone go down on her because they could never get her there. But the way Tak was doing it, teasing her and then going back to eating her out, then teasing her again, got her worked up. He seemed to know just when to add pressure to her clit and he slid two fingers inside of her, f*****g them in and out. She was biting her bottom lip so hard that she tasted the metallic tang of her blood. Tak looked up, sliding two fingers in and out of her, his thumb rubbing her clit.

“What’d I tell you about keeping quiet? I wanna hear you, c’mon, let it out,” he said, removing his thumb as he leaned down and took her clit into his mouth and sucked on the hardened bud. Louise felt her o****m, it was so f*****g close, and then -

“s**t, Tak, I’m so close, please, just a little bit more, come on, just a bit more,” she begged, her voice rising. She could feel Tak smirk against her and with a bite on her clit, that was it. The pain molded with pleasure and Louise threw her head back onto the bed. Fireworks burst in front of her eyelids, as she screamed her release into her fist. It wasn’t as loud as he wanted, but Tak knew that it was loud enough for the other werewolves to hear it, and that was satisfactory to him.