Maia's POV
The air is so fresh out here. I can hear the twigs tearing apart into bits beneath my powerful claws, as I speed across the woods.
The strong wind beating up against my face is so fresh and soothing, it almost makes me feel like I'm getting a massage.
I was skeptical at first about us moving out here to Locksbridge, but after being here for three weeks now. I can say it's actually not that bad.
The world feels much much bigger here. Maybe it's because Locksbridge is such a small town.
These woods are ever so deserted, which leaves me ample space to shift, even during the day, and enjoy a good run across the open forest.
The people here aren't that terrible either, or maybe they are just that good at making first impressions.
I went for recon at the college campus the other day, and I made a few friends there. I was told about the Riverden wolf pack, and how they kinda run the show here.
I wonder if what Mom said was true. That there could be lycans here also. I doubt it though, she probably only said that to lift my spirits and not crush my hopes.
I'm almost 19 now, and I haven't felt that insane mate pull she was describing. Not quite yet. That bubbling longing, and irresistible calling towards them.
I wonder what it's like. To find your true mate, and be united forever.
Mom and Dad, for one, are perfect together. They are always so mad for each other, even after all these years. Sometimes it drives me insane.
But, I have to admit, I really want what they have. I want it so bad.
But I'm not dumb. I know very well that lycans (like myself) are as rare as unicorns, if unicorns are even real.
I know that finding another lycan, let alone my true mate, is literally close to impossible.
And so I know that the best option I have is to keep my expectations as low as possible. Despite my dreams of one day finding true love, a bond so strong it's predestined by the Moon Goddess herself, just like Mom and Dad's.
I look up through the trees and see that I'm approaching our compound grounds up ahead, and so I slow down to a halt.
I walk across the ground and come up towards a huge tree. I hide behind it and quickly shift back into my human form.
A cool forest breeze brushes up against my naked body as I walk fast towards where I had left my clothes.
Don't be surprised, I've been taking my runs in these woods for almost a week now, and I can assure you there's never anybody else out here. So I can very freely stroll naked and feel the forest wind on my skin. It's absolutely fantabulous.
I come up to my clothes and quickly put them on before walking onto our compound from the woods.
Mom and Dad are seated together on the porch, sipping margaritas and laughing with each other.
Seeing them so chipper is so annoying sometimes, and yet so appealing at other times.
"Where are you from sweetie?" Mom says, a smile still warm on her face.
"And why are you so sweaty?" Dad says.
"I went for a run... You two sure look pumped today," I watch them glance at each other again, and I don't stop walking.
I walk right beside them and head for the door to the house. I'm so sweaty and beat, I need a shower asap, and a good nap right after that.
"Oh and sweetie," I hear Mom's voice as I enter through the door, "Don't forget to prepare for tomorrow. It's your big day."
"I won't," I shout back, as I run up the stairs to my room.
As if I could ever forget, tomorrow is when I start college, down at Locksbridge campus. It might not sound like it, but I'm actually quite pumped to start school.
Staying with these lovebirds that are my parents is not exactly as pleasing as it may sound. Most of the time I just feel like I'm third-wheeling, you know.
And don't get me wrong, my parents both love me to bits. It's just that they have more chemistry between each other than any of them have with me.
That's why I can't wait to get out of here and spend days with my peers again.
I'm kinda new here, to this town, but I can't wait to see what young people do for fun around here.
I look forward to it all. To making new friends, and even enemies... And most of all, my heart hopes with everything that I could just find him. The one for me.
I'm in the shower already. The warm water is breathtakingly serene. Soaking up my hair, and making it stick onto my head and my back.
After all that sweating, this shower feels like Heaven. Even my Lycan, Freya, seems to be having the time of her life.
I can tell from the playful waves of ecstasy that keep running up and down my spine.
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Ron's POV
I so f*****g love s*x in the afternoon. And Ashley... Oh my.., she is so sexy she blows my mind everytime.
"What are you smiling at," she says.
She stands up from the bed, where she'd been lying naked, and starts walking on top of it, towards where I'm standing.
"Come here and f**k me," she adds.
"Yes please," I rumble.
I'm so excited, and so f*****g hard.
I pick her up from the bed and she quickly wraps her legs around my waist. Our lips are slithering inside each other, and my arms are holding her up in the air.
Her lips are so soft, and so warm, my c**k can't help but throb in excitement.
I carry her across the room and place her onto the countertop. I spread her legs out and grab my throbbing c**k.
Ashley's hands are all over me. She caresses my skin with her fingers, and moans softly.
I can tell she can't wait either.
I slide my c**k into her, thrusting forward hard, and looking up to her face. She is so wet I flow all the way in.
She gasps for air, and holds my face with both her hands.
"Ah... ah, ah," she starts moaning.
I am thrusting hard into her as she now stares at my face. My heartbeat is racing, sending waves of ecstatic heat all over my body.
Ashley pulls my face forward and sinks her mouth into mine, lowering her arms down my neck.
I lift my own hands and grope her breasts, caressing them softly, then rolling her n*****s in between my fingers. As soon as I do, she starts trembling.
At first it's a slight vibration, but then it keeps growing, as I thrust harder and faster into her.
"Oh... My... God," she shouts. "Right there... don't stop!"
She's shaking so hard, even her voice sounds shaky.
She's too much. I feel my climax coming on and quickly pull out, grabbing my c**k in my hand and turning to c*m all over the floor.
"Holy s**t Ron," Ashley says, smiling the broadest I've ever seen her, "You're gonna make me go crazy one day."
"Yeah, I bet I will."
I walk away from her and jump onto the bed. My whole body feels ecstatic, that blood rush was quite something.
Turning around to face her, she is already dressing up in a hurry.
"Where are you going?"
"I have to get home," she says, "Tomorrow is first day of college, remember?"
"Oh, s**t!" I exclaim.
I forgot, I totally forgot.
But what does it matter, my father is Alpha to the strongest wolf pack here in Locksbridge. I'm pretty sure nothing will be amiss if I show up late tomorrow, or don't show up at all.
Ashley bangs the door on her way out.
"See you at campus!" I hear her shout from outside.
Ashley has been my friend since highschool. And yeah, I didn't want to say girlfriend because that's not what we are. We are just friends.
Although maybe something more, but not boyfriend and girlfriend, never. I've hooked up with other she-wolves here and there, but her fierceness somehow manages to scare them all away.
She's gotten to own me, like I was some kind of trophy or something. Well, to be frank, I probably am.
Ashley knows I don't love her. She knows I don't do love. I don't even buy all this bullshit about fated mates.
Every single wolf and she-wolf I know keeps blabbering about mate this, mate that. I turned 18 like two years ago, and I ain't never felt, or smelt, anyone supposed to be my mate. Nor would I ever want to.
I think it's all just made up.
Ashley is a smart girl. She knows, like everybody else, that I will soon be alpha, and then I will need to choose a Luna.
That's obviously why she is all fierce-teeth around me, and always scaring off any she-wolf that tries to get with me. She wants to be Luna. She's always been eyeing that title like a hawk.
To be completely honest, I haven't even thought about who I'm going to choose.
With this trail of thought, I slowly drift off to sleep.