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Naomi had been more than just a fuck-buddy, or even a True Mate, for her Grandfather. She had been his Helpmate, his Companion, his strength when he had needed it.
Men didn’t seem to understand that being the voice of power, the leader, wasn’t just about leading. Their support network, their friends and family and, most importantly of all, their Mate was just as important as anything else.
Without that special, personal bond from a helpmate, a leader was nothing more than the strongest person, the biggest bully, in the group.
Christiana smiled. It was one of the many, many realizations she had found here in the woods at college.
The soft grass underfoot grounded her, the scent of pine filled her nostrils and, if she closed her eyes and concentrated really hard, she could imagine she was home and meditating in her own backyard.
From the silent, reverent way Edward followed her and didn’t make teasing comments, she guessed he had worked out how special this place was to her.
Funny how she had driven away all fantasies of them both together here—yet now, here they were. When she had decided to take the offer at this college, she had decided to finally pack away all the childish fantasies of her and Edward.
She knew they couldn’t possibly be True Mates—the hurt, the pain he had caused her when he had spurned her offer just before he went to college was the start of her knowledge. Since then, she had tried and tried to get him out of her head.
After finally graduating high school, she had decided to get him out of her head and heart. That was a large part of her wanting to get away during college, so she could grow up apart from him and become her own person.
It had been difficult but she had finally convinced herself the connection and bond she felt with Edward was merely from the familiarity of him being the oldest friend she had.
Yet, she always seemed to come back to him, always her thoughts returned to him, it was always him her body craved. She knew full well that trying to satisfy their sexual cravings wouldn’t help them in the long run—it would be far better for them to never have sex—yet neither could she simply walk away from him, particularly when he was dressed so appealingly as a pirate.
Her head knew it was foolishness to be sexual with him—even with a ‘no penetration’ clause—yet her stupid, naïve heart simply wouldn’t listen. She had always wanted to explore sexual acts with Edward and here was her chance. Hopefully, she could keep herself busy enough with her new life and responsibilities with the Pack and her work that she wouldn’t have to run into him more than absolutely necessary.
Moving on with her life and work was the best thing she could do afterwards.
And so, she led him to her special secluded spot, the place where she meditated and cleared her mind, the place she always began her run when she couldn’t get home to change or when she simply couldn’t hold back any longer.
It would be a welcome relief next full moon to be able to truly let go and lose herself in her wolf form. Those few, scattered, rare times she had had to change here, she had needed to stay so aware of her surroundings during the whole evening. The amount of energy and willpower she had to expend on keeping her wolf-mind sentient had been incredibly taxing and more than enough reason to do her damndest to make it home each full moon.
The luxury of really being able to let go next full moon, of being home for good, was something she looked forward to more than she could express.
Finally, she stopped at a particularly grassy spot underneath a truly huge tree. “Lie down here,” she stated, trying not to sound too impatient.
As always, Edward merely raised an eyebrow, mocking and questioning her judgment. Some things never changed. “Shouldn’t you strip? Or me?”
Christiana crossed her arms over her chest, determined to take control of the situation. Edward’s turn would evidently
Men didn’t seem to understand that being the voice of power, the leader, wasn’t just about leading. Their support network, their friends and family and, most importantly of all, their Mate was just as important as anything else.
Without that special, personal bond from a helpmate, a leader was nothing more than the strongest person, the biggest bully, in the group.
Christiana smiled. It was one of the many, many realizations she had found here in the woods at college.
The soft grass underfoot grounded her, the scent of pine filled her nostrils and, if she closed her eyes and concentrated really hard, she could imagine she was home and meditating in her own backyard.
From the silent, reverent way Edward followed her and didn’t make teasing comments, she guessed he had worked out how special this place was to her.
Funny how she had driven away all fantasies of them both together here—yet now, here they were. When she had decided to take the offer at this college, she had decided to finally pack away all the childish fantasies of her and Edward.
She knew they couldn’t possibly be True Mates—the hurt, the pain he had caused her when he had spurned her offer just before he went to college was the start of her knowledge. Since then, she had tried and tried to get him out of her head.
After finally graduating high school, she had decided to get him out of her head and heart. That was a large part of her wanting to get away during college, so she could grow up apart from him and become her own person.
It had been difficult but she had finally convinced herself the connection and bond she felt with Edward was merely from the familiarity of him being the oldest friend she had.
Yet, she always seemed to come back to him, always her thoughts returned to him, it was always him her body craved. She knew full well that trying to satisfy their sexual cravings wouldn’t help them in the long run—it would be far better for them to never have sex—yet neither could she simply walk away from him, particularly when he was dressed so appealingly as a pirate.
Her head knew it was foolishness to be sexual with him—even with a ‘no penetration’ clause—yet her stupid, naïve heart simply wouldn’t listen. She had always wanted to explore sexual acts with Edward and here was her chance. Hopefully, she could keep herself busy enough with her new life and responsibilities with the Pack and her work that she wouldn’t have to run into him more than absolutely necessary.
Moving on with her life and work was the best thing she could do afterwards.
And so, she led him to her special secluded spot, the place where she meditated and cleared her mind, the place she always began her run when she couldn’t get home to change or when she simply couldn’t hold back any longer.
It would be a welcome relief next full moon to be able to truly let go and lose herself in her wolf form. Those few, scattered, rare times she had had to change here, she had needed to stay so aware of her surroundings during the whole evening. The amount of energy and willpower she had to expend on keeping her wolf-mind sentient had been incredibly taxing and more than enough reason to do her damndest to make it home each full moon.
The luxury of really being able to let go next full moon, of being home for good, was something she looked forward to more than she could express.
Finally, she stopped at a particularly grassy spot underneath a truly huge tree. “Lie down here,” she stated, trying not to sound too impatient.
As always, Edward merely raised an eyebrow, mocking and questioning her judgment. Some things never changed. “Shouldn’t you strip? Or me?”
Christiana crossed her arms over her chest, determined to take control of the situation. Edward’s turn would evidently
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