Just One Drop
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They nodded and got to work.
An hour later, Jen had composed a complete cheer and Crina was perfecting the dance moves to go along with it.
"Alright, let's do it from the top," Crina told them.
They each got in their designated spots and on Jen's count, they started.
"Shimmy, shimmy, shake, shake,
We know you want some, of this cake.
Shimmy, shimmy, bye, bye,
Still others want, some of the pie.
Careful boys don't get too near,
It's not our Alphas you should fear.
Grubby, Grubby, paws, paws
You know you want to, break some laws.
Double, Double, dog dare,
You pant and growl, while you stare.
Sorry but, we're not that easy.
Turn around, if you want sleazy.
Get it, get it, Got it, Got it,
Too bad you can't, get up on it.
Wolf, wolf, big, bad,
Turn us down and we'll be mad.
We may be fine, and smokin' hot,
But gentle she-wolves we are not.
Run, run, male, male,
We know you want some of this tail.
Hit it, hit it, tap it, tap it,
You could not find it, if we mapped it.
We told you once, now that's twice,
We don't play fair, we don't do nice.
Growl, growl, drool, drool,
No pups with us, you silly fool.
Watch us, watch us, run, run,
Try to catch us, if you're that dumb.
You can look, maybe even touch,
We promise not to hurt you much.
Boys, boys, don't run away,
We've more games we want to play.
Challenge, Challenge, Fights, Fights,
Who will get, my Blood Rites.
We know you each, have a plan,
Catch us, catch us, if you can.
The girls were panting by the time they finished. They actually all had a pretty hard time keeping a straight face as they pulled off the moves. Jen was cracking herself up with her lyrics.
As the girls continued to practice, changing up different moves to make it flow better, they were completely clueless to the gathering audience outside the gym doors. A couple males from the Serbia pack had been coming to work out in the gym when they heard the girls' cheer. They stopped to look in before they entered and were surprised to see three of the unmated females from the Romanian pack.
"We really should leave," one of the males said as he continued to watch.
"Yeah, we should," his pack mate answered.
There was a pause.
"Go get some of the other guys. Oh, and grab my phone. Let's get this on video."
Decebel lay in his bed after reluctantly taking a shower. He hadn't wanted to wash Jennifer's scent from his skin. But he took solace in knowing that he would see her, touch her again in the morning.
After he dropped her off at her roomhe had gone to the workout room and ran off some of the adrenaline flowing through his veins after having been in such close proximity to Jennifer. He had to admit that he felt lighter, more in control now that they had talked and put all their cards on the table. He was relieved to hear that Jennifer felt as strongly towards him as he did her. Sometimes he wasn't sure. It felt so strange to him to feel insecure and worried that a female wouldn't like him. He grinned to himself. She did like him. A lot.
The issue hadn't really changed. He was still going to have to deal with other wolves showing interest in her. But it made him feel better knowing that she wasn't interested in them. That in her heart, it was him. He figured maybe he should be worried that she would indeed find her true mate among the other packs, but truthfully, regardless of the lack of mating signs, Decebel would bet his life that Jennifer Adams was his true mate.
There it is, he thought. I'm admitting it and accepting it better than that, I'm embracing it. Decebel felt his wolf settle down for the first time in months. Finally, man and wolf were in harmony again.
Just as he began to close his eyes and drift off there was pounding on his door. Urgent pounding, not just an average knock. Decebel was at the door in one bound.
Costin was on the other side, looking a little nervous.
"What's going on, Costin?"
"Beta, it's 11.30. Do you know where your female is?"
Decebel might have appreciated the little joke, but Costin was referring to Jennifer, and implying she wasn't where he had left her.
"Tell me." Decebel's voice was a knife.
Costin's eyes widened and he started talking very fast. "I was going to the gym to work out and when I got down there I saw a bunch of the males from other packs looking in the gym windows. I heard voices, cheering female voices. When I got close enough to see...well, there was Jen, Crina, and Marianna."
Decebel pushed past Costin and was trying hard not to run. He needed to calm himself before he got there.
"What exactly are they doing?" he asked as Costin tried to keep up with his Beta.
Costin hesitated, but the cutting look Decebel sent him loosened his tongue. "They're doing some sort of cheer and dance," he said vaguely.
"Do I want to know what she's wearing?"
"Probably not."
"Bloody hell."
Costin remained silent the rest of the way.
Decebel heard snickers and male voices as he rounded the same corner Costin had only minutes before. He walked right up and the wolves parted like the red sea.
They all stared at Decebel, waiting for him to come unglued. Instead he plucked the phone from the nearest wolf, then looked at them all with glowing eyes.
An hour later, Jen had composed a complete cheer and Crina was perfecting the dance moves to go along with it.
"Alright, let's do it from the top," Crina told them.
They each got in their designated spots and on Jen's count, they started.
"Shimmy, shimmy, shake, shake,
We know you want some, of this cake.
Shimmy, shimmy, bye, bye,
Still others want, some of the pie.
Careful boys don't get too near,
It's not our Alphas you should fear.
Grubby, Grubby, paws, paws
You know you want to, break some laws.
Double, Double, dog dare,
You pant and growl, while you stare.
Sorry but, we're not that easy.
Turn around, if you want sleazy.
Get it, get it, Got it, Got it,
Too bad you can't, get up on it.
Wolf, wolf, big, bad,
Turn us down and we'll be mad.
We may be fine, and smokin' hot,
But gentle she-wolves we are not.
Run, run, male, male,
We know you want some of this tail.
Hit it, hit it, tap it, tap it,
You could not find it, if we mapped it.
We told you once, now that's twice,
We don't play fair, we don't do nice.
Growl, growl, drool, drool,
No pups with us, you silly fool.
Watch us, watch us, run, run,
Try to catch us, if you're that dumb.
You can look, maybe even touch,
We promise not to hurt you much.
Boys, boys, don't run away,
We've more games we want to play.
Challenge, Challenge, Fights, Fights,
Who will get, my Blood Rites.
We know you each, have a plan,
Catch us, catch us, if you can.
The girls were panting by the time they finished. They actually all had a pretty hard time keeping a straight face as they pulled off the moves. Jen was cracking herself up with her lyrics.
As the girls continued to practice, changing up different moves to make it flow better, they were completely clueless to the gathering audience outside the gym doors. A couple males from the Serbia pack had been coming to work out in the gym when they heard the girls' cheer. They stopped to look in before they entered and were surprised to see three of the unmated females from the Romanian pack.
"We really should leave," one of the males said as he continued to watch.
"Yeah, we should," his pack mate answered.
There was a pause.
"Go get some of the other guys. Oh, and grab my phone. Let's get this on video."
Decebel lay in his bed after reluctantly taking a shower. He hadn't wanted to wash Jennifer's scent from his skin. But he took solace in knowing that he would see her, touch her again in the morning.
After he dropped her off at her roomhe had gone to the workout room and ran off some of the adrenaline flowing through his veins after having been in such close proximity to Jennifer. He had to admit that he felt lighter, more in control now that they had talked and put all their cards on the table. He was relieved to hear that Jennifer felt as strongly towards him as he did her. Sometimes he wasn't sure. It felt so strange to him to feel insecure and worried that a female wouldn't like him. He grinned to himself. She did like him. A lot.
The issue hadn't really changed. He was still going to have to deal with other wolves showing interest in her. But it made him feel better knowing that she wasn't interested in them. That in her heart, it was him. He figured maybe he should be worried that she would indeed find her true mate among the other packs, but truthfully, regardless of the lack of mating signs, Decebel would bet his life that Jennifer Adams was his true mate.
There it is, he thought. I'm admitting it and accepting it better than that, I'm embracing it. Decebel felt his wolf settle down for the first time in months. Finally, man and wolf were in harmony again.
Just as he began to close his eyes and drift off there was pounding on his door. Urgent pounding, not just an average knock. Decebel was at the door in one bound.
Costin was on the other side, looking a little nervous.
"What's going on, Costin?"
"Beta, it's 11.30. Do you know where your female is?"
Decebel might have appreciated the little joke, but Costin was referring to Jennifer, and implying she wasn't where he had left her.
"Tell me." Decebel's voice was a knife.
Costin's eyes widened and he started talking very fast. "I was going to the gym to work out and when I got down there I saw a bunch of the males from other packs looking in the gym windows. I heard voices, cheering female voices. When I got close enough to see...well, there was Jen, Crina, and Marianna."
Decebel pushed past Costin and was trying hard not to run. He needed to calm himself before he got there.
"What exactly are they doing?" he asked as Costin tried to keep up with his Beta.
Costin hesitated, but the cutting look Decebel sent him loosened his tongue. "They're doing some sort of cheer and dance," he said vaguely.
"Do I want to know what she's wearing?"
"Probably not."
"Bloody hell."
Costin remained silent the rest of the way.
Decebel heard snickers and male voices as he rounded the same corner Costin had only minutes before. He walked right up and the wolves parted like the red sea.
They all stared at Decebel, waiting for him to come unglued. Instead he plucked the phone from the nearest wolf, then looked at them all with glowing eyes.
