"Love, it is enough for now. You may stop."
Jacque slowly pulled her mouth away from Fane's neck. She blinked several times as Fane's face slowly came into focus. His breath caught as he saw Jacquelyn's teeth. He lifted her upper lip to look at the incisors that had lengthened. "Interesting," he muttered. As he pulled his hand away he watched them retract.
"That was," Jacque paused as she swallowed and caught her breath, "intense."
Fane grinned at her, rubbing his hands up and down her back. "That's putting it mildly, Luna."
She looked into his eyes, enjoying being so close to him, once again being able to touch him, smell him, and taste him. "Will it always be like that?"
Fane cocked his head to the side at her. "I don't know, but you are welcome to find out anytime you want." He grinned and was encouraged to see a little smile on her lips.
"How are you feeling? Any better yet?"
"The pain has actually dulled quite a bit. It's still there but it's not keeping me from breathing."
"Do you think you can move?" he asked her gently.
"As long as you aren't asking me to run through the woods from a crazed wolf," she teased. Fane didn't find it funny as he growled at her.
"I'm ready to take you home, to Romania. I want to be bonded to you, Jacquelyn. I want to complete the Blood Rites. If you are up to it, we were going to fly out tonight."
"What about my mom? Jen and Sally?"
"They are coming with us. My mother and your mother somehow convinced their parents. Do you think you can travel, Luna?" Fane was really hoping she would say yes. He wanted out of this country. It seemed like only bad things happened to Jacquelyn here. He wanted her home with him, where she belonged.
"I'm ready to be bonded to you, too. Let's do this." Jacque winked at him and he felt that wink all the way to his soul.
Fane stood up and began to go towards the door."Wait, where are you going?" Jacque asked him. He turned to look at her face and saw panic in her eyes. He realized then that his brave, sarcastic, fierce Luna had not walked away from this unscathed.
"I'm just going to let everyone back in to tell them we are going." He sat back down on the bed next to her and took her hand. "What is it, Jacquelyn?"
She hesitated but then looked him in the eyes with her chin held up. "I hate to be weak and to feel helpless, and I refuse to always be this needy, but right now the idea of you where I can't see you terrifies me. If that makes me pathetic then so be it." Fane could tell it took so much of her to admit her fear to him.
"None of what you just told me could ever make you pathetic and if you think that then you are going to think I'm completely psycho, because I'mnever letting you out of my sight again, nor will another male ever be close enough to touch you."
Jacque couldn't stop the small laugh that escaped her lips.
"Why do you find this funny?" Fane asked, truly confused by her response.
"You can't very well keep every male away from me forever."
"Yes I can. I am the next Alpha in line. I'm the prince of the Romanian Grey wolves. If I say they are to stay fifty feet away from you at all times then that is what they will do."
Mischief glimmered in Jacquelyn's eyes. "Fifty feet? Are you sure that's enough? Maybe you should make it, I don't know, several hundred feet. That may be more reasonable."
"Are you making fun of me, Luna?" Fane asked with a low growl.
"Why yes, Fane, I am. However could you tell?"
Fane glowered at her as she smiled innocently, then surprised her by kissing her on the nose. "I'm glad to see that you haven't lost your sense of humor."
"Wolf-man, if you keep making outrageous statements like that then my sense of humor will only improve because I will have you to make fun of."
Fane stood and walked again towards the motel room door and as he pulled it open he said, loud enough for everyone to hear, "So glad I could be of service to you, Jacquelyn."
Jacque turned bright red as everyone filed in, their eyes darting between the two.
"Is that what they're calling it these days?" Jen asked. She looked at Sally. "That's what I've been doing wrong. I haven't been saying I wanted to be serviced."
Every male in the room coughed to cover up laughs as Sally swatted Jen's arm.
"I'm just saying, you learn something new every day," she said, winking at Jacque.
Fane shook his head, a smile on his face simply because his Luna was smiling.
Vasile was the first to recompose himself as he looked at Jacque. "How are you feeling?"
"A little better. I was telling Fane the pain is bearable."
"So you think you can travel? It's a long flight to Romania," Vasile told her.
"Yeah, I'm good. I'm ready to get off this continent. I'm convinced it has something against me."
Fane looked at Cynthia, who stood off to the side looking like she wanted to crawl in a hole. "Do you think it is okay for her to travel?"
Cynthia looked at Jacque and then at Fane. "If she says she feels up to it then, yes. If she begins to hurt badly again you will just need to give her more of your blood."
Jacque blushed as Fane looked at her with a wicked grin.
Jen looked between the two and then at Sally. "Do you see that fine wolf grinning wickedly at our best friend?"
Jacque slowly pulled her mouth away from Fane's neck. She blinked several times as Fane's face slowly came into focus. His breath caught as he saw Jacquelyn's teeth. He lifted her upper lip to look at the incisors that had lengthened. "Interesting," he muttered. As he pulled his hand away he watched them retract.
"That was," Jacque paused as she swallowed and caught her breath, "intense."
Fane grinned at her, rubbing his hands up and down her back. "That's putting it mildly, Luna."
She looked into his eyes, enjoying being so close to him, once again being able to touch him, smell him, and taste him. "Will it always be like that?"
Fane cocked his head to the side at her. "I don't know, but you are welcome to find out anytime you want." He grinned and was encouraged to see a little smile on her lips.
"How are you feeling? Any better yet?"
"The pain has actually dulled quite a bit. It's still there but it's not keeping me from breathing."
"Do you think you can move?" he asked her gently.
"As long as you aren't asking me to run through the woods from a crazed wolf," she teased. Fane didn't find it funny as he growled at her.
"I'm ready to take you home, to Romania. I want to be bonded to you, Jacquelyn. I want to complete the Blood Rites. If you are up to it, we were going to fly out tonight."
"What about my mom? Jen and Sally?"
"They are coming with us. My mother and your mother somehow convinced their parents. Do you think you can travel, Luna?" Fane was really hoping she would say yes. He wanted out of this country. It seemed like only bad things happened to Jacquelyn here. He wanted her home with him, where she belonged.
"I'm ready to be bonded to you, too. Let's do this." Jacque winked at him and he felt that wink all the way to his soul.
Fane stood up and began to go towards the door."Wait, where are you going?" Jacque asked him. He turned to look at her face and saw panic in her eyes. He realized then that his brave, sarcastic, fierce Luna had not walked away from this unscathed.
"I'm just going to let everyone back in to tell them we are going." He sat back down on the bed next to her and took her hand. "What is it, Jacquelyn?"
She hesitated but then looked him in the eyes with her chin held up. "I hate to be weak and to feel helpless, and I refuse to always be this needy, but right now the idea of you where I can't see you terrifies me. If that makes me pathetic then so be it." Fane could tell it took so much of her to admit her fear to him.
"None of what you just told me could ever make you pathetic and if you think that then you are going to think I'm completely psycho, because I'mnever letting you out of my sight again, nor will another male ever be close enough to touch you."
Jacque couldn't stop the small laugh that escaped her lips.
"Why do you find this funny?" Fane asked, truly confused by her response.
"You can't very well keep every male away from me forever."
"Yes I can. I am the next Alpha in line. I'm the prince of the Romanian Grey wolves. If I say they are to stay fifty feet away from you at all times then that is what they will do."
Mischief glimmered in Jacquelyn's eyes. "Fifty feet? Are you sure that's enough? Maybe you should make it, I don't know, several hundred feet. That may be more reasonable."
"Are you making fun of me, Luna?" Fane asked with a low growl.
"Why yes, Fane, I am. However could you tell?"
Fane glowered at her as she smiled innocently, then surprised her by kissing her on the nose. "I'm glad to see that you haven't lost your sense of humor."
"Wolf-man, if you keep making outrageous statements like that then my sense of humor will only improve because I will have you to make fun of."
Fane stood and walked again towards the motel room door and as he pulled it open he said, loud enough for everyone to hear, "So glad I could be of service to you, Jacquelyn."
Jacque turned bright red as everyone filed in, their eyes darting between the two.
"Is that what they're calling it these days?" Jen asked. She looked at Sally. "That's what I've been doing wrong. I haven't been saying I wanted to be serviced."
Every male in the room coughed to cover up laughs as Sally swatted Jen's arm.
"I'm just saying, you learn something new every day," she said, winking at Jacque.
Fane shook his head, a smile on his face simply because his Luna was smiling.
Vasile was the first to recompose himself as he looked at Jacque. "How are you feeling?"
"A little better. I was telling Fane the pain is bearable."
"So you think you can travel? It's a long flight to Romania," Vasile told her.
"Yeah, I'm good. I'm ready to get off this continent. I'm convinced it has something against me."
Fane looked at Cynthia, who stood off to the side looking like she wanted to crawl in a hole. "Do you think it is okay for her to travel?"
Cynthia looked at Jacque and then at Fane. "If she says she feels up to it then, yes. If she begins to hurt badly again you will just need to give her more of your blood."
Jacque blushed as Fane looked at her with a wicked grin.
Jen looked between the two and then at Sally. "Do you see that fine wolf grinning wickedly at our best friend?"
