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Luna had never showed this kind of behavior before. Sam had completely disagreed with what she was saying. A permanent scowl was spread across his face and he could feel the anger bubble up in his chest. He was thinking a lot of things in his head, and his girlfriend's kindness was not one of them.
Luna had a cross look on her face, and she was of course angry that Sam wouldn't listen to her. Sam was a supernatural creature but he didn't really understand how werewolves acted. She of course had more than enough experience with them, and if she could she would avoid them entirely. It wasn't her fault that they still popped up at her door every now and then.
"You don't get it do you Sam!" she snapped throwing her hands up in the air. To Luna it was not about jealously although Sam could see it written across her face. Luna always harbored some deep down hate for werewolves, and he was sure it was something to do with her ex-boyfriend. The same ex-boyfriend, that killed his brother.
When Sam refused to comment on her rant she continued, "Sam when she has that baby they will form more than a family, they form a pack. If you think Alcide nearly ripping your face off during the mating ritual was bad, what do you think he will do when a shifter starts sniffing around his mate and pup? It will be tenfold what you saw before." Sam could suddenly feel the realization sink in.
A werewolf on their own wasn't as dangerous as a pack, and avoiding a pack meant life. He had already had too many dangerous close calls with packs. He hated the idea of no longer being friends with Carla but he was sure that it might possibly be for the best. At least for now. He needed to protect his family, just like Alcide would protect Carla.
Nodding his head Sam silently agreed with Luna, feeling horrible that he had consented. He had decided at that moment that he would be honest with Carla and tell her why they couldn't be friends anymore, because she at least deserved that. If he was going to be a jerk, he wasn't going to be that jerk that just ignored her until she got the message.
Standing up from Luna's couch he wished her a good night and walked out to his truck, Carla's house his next destination on his mind. The entire time he nervously wiped his mouth with his hand, and by the time he reached Carla's house his jaw was sore from the constant tugging.
The street was dark, and the street lights did no justice at all. The lights on in Carla's house was enough to send his chest into his stomach but seeing Alcide's truck parked a few inches onto Carla's land was more than enough to make him throw up.
He gained control of himself as he walked up her drive way and knocked on her door. These could be the last few moments of his life. He swallowed harshly when Alcide pushed the screen door open a look of confusion on his face.
"I need to talk with Carla." He blurted before Alcide could question his unannounced presence. Still confused with Sam's appearance Alcide pointed him in the direction of the kitchen where his girlfriend was poking around in the fridge.
Sam was completely unaware that the couple had just finished bickering at each other. Carla had developed this nasty habit of changing her mind part way through eating dinner, and Alcide having worked long days got slightly annoyed. Dinner sometimes didn't make sense and he had taken over as house chef being tired of having meals like spaghetti and mashed potatoes.
Sam was thank full that Alcide had walked up the stairs. He wouldn't be on the same floor when he told Carla the news, the last thing he wanted was a pissed off boyfriend ripping his leg off. Carla was tinkering through the fridge and had already pulled out a mass array of foods. Jell-o, mashed potatoes, and other left over sat waiting to be reheated. Pulling her final Tupperware container from the fridge she turned, spoon in her mouth to great Sam.
It was the first time he had seen her in a tight white tank top, and the first time he had seen the tiny swell of a belly. It was hardly noticeable from the front, and to most people they would have just a assumed she had a bit of a belly. But he had always known Carla to be as flat as a board. If anything the little curve was cute.
"Hey Sam." She muttered, pulling lids off and tossing them aside. He momentarily watched her take a few bites of everything frowning when the coldness of the food didn't agree with her taste buds.
"Hey, uh-I need to talk to you." He said rubbing the back of his head. Carla nodded her head allowing him to know that she was listening. He knew it was now or never. Before he even knew what was happening he blurted out that they could no longer be friends. He was sure that somewhere in there he had said more than that but he couldn't remember, he was too preoccupied by the look on Carla's face.
It wasn't a face he expected, and when she tossed her spoon into a container did he realize what trouble he was in. Her eyes shifted into the strange orange glow they always had the moment before they turned and he knew he only had moments to escape from the house before Carla lost all control of herself.
Carla had never been so angry in her life, she could feel the bubbling from her stomach to her chest and could hardly contain herself. She knew what was coming and even when Sam was no longer in her sight that feeling of her jaw clamping down on something was itching at her. She threw a couple of things across the room, ignoring the start of a car outside.
Alcide having heard the commotion had ran down stairs to see his girlfriend painfully try to hold back a shift. He knew she was past the point of being able to avoid it since she had already stripped down naked and was holding painfully onto the counter so he did the only thing he could think of, he opened the back door.
She bolted out the door, and into the small woods behind her home. He thought about following after her for a moment, but quickly decided he didn't want to be on the receiving end of her anger. He would leave her for a little bit then go out looking for her.
He had finished cleaning the kitchen, laundry, and making their bed before he had stripped down in the kitchen trotting into the woods to find his girlfriend. It wasn't hard to find her when he caught her sweet sent and the trail of squirrels she left behind. He found her about two miles in the woods crouched down over a dead rabbit. Her powerful jaws pulled at the warm flesh quickly swallowing.
Her eyes flashed up at him for a quick second before she continued on with what she was doing. No words needed to be exchanged between them for him to understand that she was still upset, but all the pent up anger she had was now gone. Lazily he laid beside her resting his head on her warm back, waiting for her to finish her prize.
With a shift of her weight she pushed the left over bits of the rabbit she didn't want offering her mate the chance to enjoy the fresh rabbit as well. Alcide wasn't the least bit hungry eating dinner somewhere between doing laundry and cleaning the kitchen. Even if he was hungry he was too concerned with Carla.
Using his jaw he grabbed the scruff of her neck forcing her on her back. Not liking what was about to happen Carla groaned, wiggling around on her back as Alcide used his tongue to clean her face. Her groans continued until he was satisfied that he had gotten everything off.
Another groan escaped Carla's throat as she used her front legs to wrap around his muzzle. Alcide quickly pulled from her week grasp only to have her wrap her arms around his muzzle again.
Carla had started a game that Alcide was quite happy to play, and they went from Carla grabbing his muzzle to full out tussling on the ground. Carla of course pinned under Alcide on her back. The playful growls echoed through the forest, they were loud enough to scare off any small animal and soon the sound of them playfully fighting was the only thing that could be heard.
A surprise sneeze came from Carla and all over Alcide before they both finally stopped. A little disgusted by what had just happened Alcide used his front paws to rub the wetness from his face. Carla rolled off her back a small huff coming from her chest, she shifted back into her normal naked self, tugging at her curly locks.
She was tired, and he could understand. Shifting he sat up on the ground and pulled her into his lap. The sight would be odd to anyone who was simply passing by, a pregnant woman and a man sitting together naked. But sitting in the woods was so normal for the two they didn't even second guess it.
"Are you okay?" Alcide asked breaking the silence, his hand absentmindedly made its way to her stomach where he felt for any sign of life. The only thing he could feel was the slight swell of her stomach. Her breasts on the other hand had swollen to such a portion that she needed a new set of bras.
She had 'dragged' him to the store to help her pick out a new set. He pretended he hated the entire experience, but in all honesty who would hate watching their pregnant girlfriend putting on new bras. Alcide for sure loved the entire experience, and made sure she had lots of bras.
"I think so." She said softly, she shifted bumping his hand away from her stomach before settling down again. Goosebumps started to rise on her skin and she was starting to get cold.
"I've just never been so mad." She said taking his hand and placing it back on her stomach. She couldn't see the small smile from Alcide, but it was lightly stretched across his face. Her hormones were surely the cause of the flaming anger she experienced, but whatever Sam had said to her had set her off.
"He told me that we couldn't be friends anymore, because…. his girlfriend …. is a fucking bitch." She started to wiggle around in his lap and he could hear the growl in her chest as she fought the urge to shift.
A thought occurred to her, which really much more a desire. She wanted to hurt Sam, and more than anything feel her teeth in his flesh. Maybe shake him around a little. The thought made her jaw clench and she quickly tried to push back the animal. Sam was a jerk, and he wasn't worth a mauling.
It was harder to hold back her inner animal when Alcide let out a deep growl. His anger was quick and harsh. It wasn't normal for him to jump from calm to angry so quickly, but the idea of Sam coming into their home and telling Carla they couldn't be friends because of his girlfriend sent him into a whole new realm of angry.
If he ever saw the man again he would deck him one in the face. Alcide didn't stop to think once about what had happened, or else he would have learned that Sam said they couldn't be friends because he wanted to keep his family safe. The very same thing Alcide had done with Sookie when he first found out that Carla was pregnant.
There was a reason why supers didn't mix. The only thing Alcide could think of was that Sam had hurt Carla, and that Sam was now a threat. This was the very thing Luna had warned Sam against and it was also the reason so many supers stayed away from the wolves. They were often more animal then human.
A yelp came from Carla, she was barely holding onto her human side, and Alcide was close to losing control too. Thoughts that made sense were quickly thrown out the window and Alcide acted purely on instinct and he started with what was in front of him. Grabbing her hips and quickly shifting their position, he dominated Carla.
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