Chapter Fourteen

Runa ran around the big room Reid Garwin was chasing after her, a goofy smile on his face. His body heavy shifted left to right as he moved forward, and with each step he made a loud grunting noise. With each of his steps and grunts, she would squeal then giggle and head for another part of the room.

"He was being territorial. He really doesn't care for anything that has to do with Levon," Ryen said dropping something into the plastic bag in her hand and then turning to face Tyler.
"It's not her fault that his her father," Ty said as she watched her. They were cleaning in another room, but the could hear each of Runa's innocent squeals.
"It's a werewolf thing. He smells before fully thinking. That's why he isn't alpha, although it would make a good quality at times," her voice became thoughtful.

His arms wrapped around her. Her eyes looked up into his. They were warm and sparkled with bright blue flecks.

"You both can stay with me as long as you need to. I want you near me," and with that he nuzzled her neck with his noise.

She growled softly as he gently touched her. He pulled away to look at her. She growled louder, with aggression, her eyes slowly opened and sent him a glare. A playful grin appeared on his lips. His pale pink and plump looking lips. With another aggressive growl, her hands cupped his face and pulled him to her. His hands went to her hips and pulled her into him.

Suddenly she pulled away and growled out the window.

"What's wrong?" came Tyler's breathless voice.

Looking back at him, she smiled softly. A sigh then came, "Ryder's outside. He doesn't want us here.""I'll go talk to him." Tyler pecked her cheek then left to confront her brother.

Ryen followed Tyler into the room where laughter was coming from. Upon entering, the two watched Reid kneeling on the floor in front of a couch. His fingers were moving quickly against the little girls stomach. A small decorative pillow was held in her hands and she was frantically flinging it around trying to hit her tickling attacker, tears from laughter had left her vision a complete blur.

"Reid," Tyler said seriously, even though there was a smile on his lips from this sight.

Reid had stopped and looked towards his friend. A sigh of relief left Runa's lips and the pillow fell to the floor.

"I might need your help with something outside," he said before turning away and walking out of the house.

Reid gave Ryen a puzzled look. She gave a weak smile.

"Don't think you're off the hook yet kid," he said pointing at a teary eyed Runa. She giggled at him. "This kid!" Reid said dramatically with a smile towards the small child.
"I never pegged you for a kids kinda guy," Ryen said as he past.
"I practically am one, you except for the whole se"
"Go help Ty," she cut him off.

As soon as Tyler walked outside he saw Ryder's form jugging up the dirt driveway. The meet each other halfway. Tyler's held his shoulders defensively as they approached each other.

"I wanna talk to Ryen," Ryder said with authorization in his voice. His eyes eyed Tyler up and down.
"She doesn't want to talk to you right now."

Ryder went to side step him, and Tyler hands pushed him back by the shoulders. With a growl, Ryder swatted his arms away and moved forward again. Tyler grabbed a hold of Ryder's shirt. His eyes flashing black before he pushed. Ryder flung a few yards away and scrapped his backside against the gravel road.

"Tyler!" came the shocked and surprisingly commanding voice of Reid as he made his way towards the two.

A furious growl echoed through the air. Within seconds Ryder's clothes started to rip. Fur began to erupt from every pore on his body. A red and browned wolf lunged for Tyler. Another growl came from behind Tyler and Reid. A second later another, slightly smaller red and brown wolf ran past them and lunged for the other. A snap of teeth brutally made a sharp echo. Soon there was just a ball of fur rolling around on the gravel road. Snarls and growls were the only things to be heard.

A loud yelp filled the air as one of the wolves flew a few feet away. They rolled onto their back, exposing their belly and throat, and then began to whine. Blood slowly seeping into their fur. The standing wolf had their legs stiff, ears tall and forward, and their tail vertical except for a small curl that went towards their back. Small amounts of blood clinging to the fur around their mouth. Their whole countenance denoted power. They stealthily walked to the other wolf and gently bit down on the showing throat. The growl grew more deadly as the wolf bit a little harder. A whimper escaped the other wolf. With a final warning jerk, the wolf released their hold and stepped a few steps away and stopped just a few feet in front of Tyler. Burning fury ran through their eyes, their lips curled back with a snarl. The other wolf slowly rose, their eyes averted to the ground and they walked toward a red truck that was now parked just a few feet away.

Virtue kneeled as the wolf came towards her. The nose of her mate nuzzled her neck and he licked the soft flesh there. She sighed before standing up and walking to the open door of the truck. Throwing a pair of sweats at Ryder, she grabbed a duffle bag and searched through its contents before pulling something out and making her way towards the other wolf.

Ryder shifted behind the truck door as he watched his girl pass the oversized shirt to his now human formed sister. His eyes darted to Tyler's', who was staring at her naked backside with a lustful glint in his eyes. His eyes moved back to his sisters as he heard a threatening growl. She took a step forward and he did the same.

"Get in the damn truck!" Virtue barked at him, her eyes narrowing as she glared at him. Lowering his head he hopped into the car with his head hanging low. Virtue and Ryder left in the red truck a few moments later. Tyler lead Ryen back into the house with Reid following close behind them.

"What was that?" he yelled as they entered the kitchen.

Ryen was sat in a stool as soon as Tyler pointed at it with his demanding gaze directed at her. She watched him leave them room.

"We're werewolves," she said in a shaky 'ta-da' sounding voice. Runa was now in the room, she was leaning into her sisters touch. Ryen soothingly brushed Runas' hair with her fingers, trying to comfort the distraught girl as she looked up with worried eyes.

"No sh" he paused seeing Ryen's glare. "No kidding. I couldn't tell, you know, I didn't just see two wolves fighting it out in the front yard. You kick his a... butt," he smirked correcting himself before he got another glare from her.

Tyler came back in a moment later, a plastic box of medical supplies in his hand.

"Dude, will you watch Runa while I take care of Ryen."

Reid nodded, picking up the small worried child in his arm. "Come on kid, my little cousins have probably left some movie we can watch." He stopped at the doorway turned around to glare at his friends. "I still want an explanation."

Ryen's eyes moved to Tyler's as soon as her sister was out of sight. He was busy fumbling through the boxes' contents, trying to find the things that would be useful.

"You used," her voice said stopped for a second.
Hands holding on to a piece of gauze, "I don't know what came over me."
"You just felt like you needed to protect me?"
"I...I wanted to... wanted to hurt him," his voice was shaky. His eyes raised and looked helplessly into her smiled softy.
"I know. I felt it to." She paused, looking wantonly at his lips. "It's a wolf thing."
"I'm not a wolf."Her eyes moved back up to his.
"Wolves have a connection with their soul mates. They can feel what the other wants or needs depending on the strength of whatever it is."
"We're soul mates?"
"I think so," her eyes moved down to his lips once again. "I mean, I felt your struggle trying to control yourself with Ryder. And I..." a faint blush crept to her cheeks. "Whenever I smell you I want you to drag me somewhere private and..."
He blushed. "Yo... you want to have sex?"
"It's perfectly natural for soul mates to want sex when the first smell each other. They were meant for each other, body, mind, and soul. It's difficult for humans to understand, they aren't really raised to acknowledge their primal instinct."
He smirked, "you want me to drag you"
"Okay, don't get the wrong idea. What I meant was that I was raised to be the next alpha. Everyone did as I told them without hesitation. I want my mate to expect that from me."
"So you'd do whatever I say?" he asked as he gently grabbed her left arm and began cleaning the scratches there.
"I have to. It's kind of complicated actually. I know when Virtue and Ryder realized that they were soul mates, Virtue did everything he said without a second thought to it. But he has the alpha gene too, so I think it was just her listening to that the fact that he was more powerful than her. She had said that she had needed to. But now, they're both equals in their relationship. For me, I feel like I would do anything you said because I want you to be happy. I don't really feel like its an obligation."
"So if I told you to kiss me?"
"If you told me to kiss you I would be stubborn and not even though I wanted to," she smirked up at him as he moved to her other arm.

The two stayed quite as Tyler cleaned up the small wounds that were left on her arms and then he moved to her leg. He kneeled on one leg as he held gently held on to her dainty ankle as her foot rested on his knee. His other hand gently brushing her grazed skin with the cotton ball in his hand. Both hands slowly moving upwards only to stop an inch or two from the bottom of her over sized shirt. Rubbing both hands back down to her ankle, he switched legs and gave the same gentle treatment to the other.

After discarding of the used cotton, Tyler held his hand firmly on her thighs, his thumbs sensually moving back and forth. His eyes locked onto hers, and he was vaguely aware that her breath was coming out in sharp pants.

"Kiss me," his voice filled with demand.

Ryen gasped, closing her eyes from his piercing gaze. Tyler, in turn, moved his hands just slightly higher and tightened his grip. He leaned forward, his breathe now brushing softly against her face. She groaned, rolling her head to the side, away from him. He pushed the fallen hair away from her neck with a gently brush of his nose. She whimpered at the action.

"Kiss me," his lips brushed ever so slightly against her earlobe.

She moaned, moving her head to his neck. "Tyler," she spoke with breathless lust.

A cough erupted from the doorway. "Am I interrupting something?" Reid spoke with a knowing smirk.

Tyler let out a frustrated sigh. An inhuman growl filled the room as she opened her eyes at the offended intruder. Reid's eyes twinkled with playfulness at the action. Tyler glared.

"What?" his voice still had its authority in it.
"Caleb felt something. He and Pogue are on their way. So either the two of you go upstairs for a quickie or come and help me finish cleaning before they get here. Runa's watching Cars in the other room. Don't even think she even noticed that I left."

Tyler's eyes drifted back to Ryen, whose eyes were throwing daggers at the blonde.

"We'll help you," he said with a softer voice, before he pushed himself up and left Ryen's warm, velvety thighs.

Her eyes glared at his retreating back, a protesting bark followed.

"Come on Ry. Need to get this place spotless for Golden Boy," Reid spoke as he tried not to laugh at her doggish behavior before he followed Tyler. A snarl came out before she stubbornly got up to follow them.

The three spread out into different rooms downstairs. Ten minutes later the front door swung open.

"Reid!" Caleb's deep voice boomed into the house.
"Don't give me any of that crap. It wasn't me," Reid casual said as he entered the hallway to meet his brothers.
"Bull shi"
"Watch your language! My sister's here," Ryen snapped at the eldest son standing in the doorway. "Reid didn't do anything."
"It was me. I used," Tyler said from the doorway across from Ryen.
"Don't cover for Reid."
"It was me. I used."
"He was trying to protect me."
"Was Chase here?" Caleb looked at the other two boys.
"What? No! Ryder was over here after" Tyler sounded shocked.
"You used over her brother!" Caleb lazily waved a hand at her and he made his way closer toward Tyler.

Her lips curled up into a snarl. Eyes glaring at Golden Boy who stopped dead in his approach.

"Ryen," Tyler spoke as soothingly as he could.

She blinked. Lips came uncurled. Her eyes moved to Tyler's concerned ones. "Come here," she whispered softly. It was a few seconds after when Tyler's eyebrows scrunched together that she realized no one heard. "Come here," her voice was firm despite the fact that her body was visibly shaking. Her growing nails were sinking into her flesh as she held her hands in tight fists. She was trying not to lose control and shift to rip flesh from bone for the way Caleb raised his voice at her mate.

Tyler gave a slight nod before making his way toward her, eyes never leaving hers. He side-stepped behind and firmly held onto her hips. Closing her eyes she breathed in his scent. Her fists unclenched, small lines of blood running down the palm of her hand to her long nailed fingertips. He pulled her back into him. Her body relaxed at feeling his heart beating against her back.

"She and Ryder had a fight, he was here to bring her back. She didn't want to go."
"So you used?" Caleb's voice was quieter.
"If he didn't use, Ryder would have easily hurt him," Ryen said opening her eyes to look at him.
Caleb in turn, laughed. "He would have hurt Tyler for not letting him take you?" skepticism in his voice.
"He would have killed anyone that got in his way."
"What! He would have killed Baby Boy! I'm glad you kicked his butt."
Ryen chuckled at Reid. "He's not used to there being another alpha."
"Virtue seems to put him in his place," he smirked at her.
"That's what mates are for."
"What are you two talking about?" Pogue finally spoke.
"Dude, she a werewolf," came Reid's casual response. Caleb questioned his sanity. "I'm serious. Tyler pushed Ryder, and then he growled and turned into a wolf and started charging at Ty. Then Ryen turned into a wolf and attacked her brother. Which kinda explains why she's only wearing that shirt. By the way, you should wear that more often," he winked. He received a glare from Tyler and a low threatening growl from Ryen.
"Keeping those eyes to yourself Garwin or I'll bite you."
"Kinky. Tyler, you lucky son of a bi"
"Reid." Tyler raised a knowing eyebrow at him.
"What?…I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that"
"Reid, shut up," Ryen smirked at the blonde boy.

I know it's been such a long time since I last updated. But I've been working on the next few chapters. So, hopefully, I'll be updating again soon.

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