Collin and I went to his house. Sam helped Brady decide what to bring. Collin lived with his mom, Misty.
"Oh my God!" she screamed when we walked in the door. She was clinging to her boy squeezing him tight. Tears were falling from her eyes. I don't even think she saw me. She stepped out of Collin's embrace and held his face in her hands. "You look so grown up."
"It hasn't been that long," Collin said, not sure of what else he could say.
"Your uncle told me everything. Is it true?" she whispered. "The wolves?"
Collin nodded, then gestured to me. "This is Leah. She and her husband are the alpha pair."
Now Misty definitely saw me. She was looking me up and down, maybe trying to suss out something wolfy about me. She turned back to Collin. "You're bigger. What have you been eating?"
Collin grinned. "I don't think you want to know."
"My husband ate elk when this happened to him," I told her. "By the time it happened to me, he was able to help me through it."
"Do you want me to order a pizza?" Misty asked.
Collin rubbed his stomach. "Make it a few, please." Reluctantly, we explained that Collin wasn't here to stay, that he'd be moving with us to the Quileute reservation.
She was surprisingly understanding. "I've always known that Collin wouldn't stick around," she told me. "He was never bound to be a rez rat. I've always wanted better for him."
We went to his bedroom. Collin showed me his wardrobe. "I think I've grown six inches overnight," Collin said.
"Looks about right," I said, holding up a pair of pants that would be too small all over.
"Those stretch," he said, throwing them in the keep pile.
"Collin, people on our rez aren't always super open minded. Just something to be aware of."
"Oh, I'm aware of that here, too." He was holding up a hoodie that would be tight with his new muscles. "Leah, you're man is so delicious looking."
"Don't make me break your pretty little nose," I said, catching his eye in the mirror.
"Don't worry, he's got unavailable vibes, and I'd never hit on my imprint's man."
"Thanks." I smiled at him. He'd figure Sam out by living with us.
"I want to take everything," he pouted, hugging an armful of expensive looking dress shirts, "but not everything stretches."
"Let's make a pile of stretchy and over sized here," I pointed to the bed, "and won't fit ever again here," I pointed to the desk.
"Ok, explain the whole alpha mates thing again. Sam said a lot but I had a terrible time focusing. That man needs a shirt."
"It's not always better with a shirt," I said, daydreaming alongside him. "Sometimes it's mesmerizing how his muscles move the fabric."
"So delicious!"
I told him about the alpha mates and more about Sam and me. He told me about his family and past boyfriends and life on the rez. It made me wonder if he would do better living with Allison.
"I think you'd get along really well with Sam's mom, Allison. She has similar vibes to your mom."
"I don't mind staying on the couch," he said, tossing a clump of shirts onto the desk.
"Sam and I have a lot of loud sex, though. And we live in a two room house."
"Two rooms total?" His face was all scrunched up, trying to picture it. "And how many rooms does Allison have?"
"She has two bedrooms and a normal house with a basement and everything. I'm going to call her."
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"She says you can stay on the couch until she buys a bed," I told him. "Sam and I were so excited to meet you. Offering you a place was a little impulsive."
"It was kind, Leah. Now tell me about your skin care routine. Your skin is flawless. And so is your hunk."
I laughed. "Look in the mirror, Collin. Your face is flawless too."
He studied himself in the mirror, dragging his skin around with his fingers. "Is that from being in wolf form for so long? I'll sleep as a wolf if my skin looks like this all the time."
"It's the fast healing," I explained. "Any blemish is quickly corrected and healed. Dry skin doesn't ever happen."
"Amazing," he breathed. "And what are you doing with your hair?" He ran his fingers through my long black hair.
"I just use the $1 shampoo and conditioner, same as Sam."
"Is that a wolf thing too?"
I shrugged. "Maybe. Not sure."
"That will save me some money."
"How do you pay for all this?" I asked, gesturing to the huge piles of clothes.
He made a cringe face. "Don't judge."
"Of course not." I was so scared it was going to be sex work.
"I've looked a little older than I am for a while and when I dress a certain way… well, I had a fake id made a few years ago." He pursed his lips like he was waiting for me to disapprove. "I have a strategy at the casino," he confessed. "I started using found coins in the slot machines and that funded more winnings and I've hit big jackpots more than my fair share. Do you guys have a casino on your rez?"
"No," I said. "We're on the coast, far from the city. But it's only an hour run through the woods to get back here. So you could probably come back on weekends."
"I'll probably do that, as long as it doesn't interfere with this pack business. I've never been a violent man, Leah, but when I smelled those cold ones in the woods, nothing in the world was more important to me than killing them."
"I've got to warn you," I said, "the last pack had a corruption problem and some vampires paid them off to maintain a non-aggression treaty. Sam and I are working out a way to end it, but for now, we can't kill those vampires. We'll familiarize you with their scents when we get there." I paused, picturing him with the whole group on the rez. "Collin, you're going to love the pack!"
"Tell me all about them!"
I told him everything I could think of until there was a knock on the front door.
"That's Sam!" I exclaimed, running to the door before Collin's mom could answer it. I jumped on him and started kissing his cheeks.
"Your mom's going to take in Collin," I said.
"I know. She called. She's ordered a bed for him. Thank you for asking her."
I kissed his mouth and then remembered we weren't alone. "Misty, this is my husband, Sam." I dropped off him so he could shake hands with Collin's mom.
He was making hungry eyes at me. He looked at Misty and his whole face changed. "You're Thomas's sister?"
"Yes, nice to meet you." They shook hands cordially.
"So your grandmother was the brother to my great grandfather," Sam explained.
"My great grandfather was their brother, too," I added. "His name was Caleb."
"Kinky," Collin commented, not even hiding his smirk. "So you guys are cousins? And married?"
"Distant cousins," Sam explained. "And we wouldn't even know about it if the family trees weren't so well documented. But Leah, you don't have to go around telling everyone about it."
I smiled at him. "Collin, Sam and I are going to go for a little walk. Are you okay packing here for maybe an hour?"
"Yeah. Go enjoy yourselves," Collin said. "See you in maybe an hour. Then I'll want details, Leah."
SPOV"You two are getting along well." I said, walking hand in hand with Leah down the street.
"I did threaten to break his nose, but only once."
"Yeah, why's that?" I was a little surprised. I couldn't imagine Jared ever doing that to his imprint.
"He's a little thirsty for you."
I laughed, then laughed some more. "At least you'll have something in common."
"Shut up. Why don't you view Paul that way when he's thirsty for me?"
"I don't know. Maybe because he's not my imprint."
"What do you think the guys will think of Collin? I'm a little worried they'll be jerks."
"Maybe that's why you two are imprinted," I suggested. "No one will be unkind to him if it upsets you."
"I hope you're right."
I knew I was right. I think without Leah, I might have found Collin annoying. With Leah, he was hilarious and fun. I knew the pack would welcome both Collin and Brady.
We started running when we got to the tree line. After a few miles, we slowed to a stop.
"Leah, did he touch you?" I asked, still able to smell him.
"He touched my hair. And I was touching his clothes. And he touched my arm a few times. Why?"
"I can smell him on you and it makes me a little wild." I was taking off her clothes
"Wild, huh?" She asked, smiling. "How so?"
"I need to overpower that smell," I growled.
"Oh yeah?" She unbuttoned my shorts.
"Of course." I was kissing down her neck. "But I need you, to fill you."
"Fuck me first, then I have an idea."
"What's the idea?"
"It's a surprise."
I lifted her onto my dick and backed her up against a tree. There was a branch an arm's reach above her. She hung from it.
"Look at you!" I said excitedly. "Can you move away from the tree by about a foot?"
I held her body to mine as she moved along the branch. "This is fun!" She swung her body a little.
"Think you can hold on longer than me?"
"Let's try it!" Then she lifted herself slightly and slammed into me.
"Oh fuck, Leah, I might need to make one of these in the bedroom." I grabbed her breast with one hand, the other firmly gripped her ass.
"It'll be like a playground by the time you're done." She lifted herself again and crashed into me.
"Maybe that's what I want, to play with my wife." I thrust up into her over and over.
When I wanted her to climax, I reached for her clit and stroked it. My lips locked onto her neck, kissing her bite mark. She lowered one arm to my shoulder, then the other as her body vibrated with pleasure.
I spun her around, away from the tree branch. I released into her and relaxed with her in my arms.
"I won." I whispered.
"Won what?" She asked. She sounded a little tired.
"I held on longer than you."
"Oh that's cheating. You were using the mark. I could have made you finish in seconds if I had used your mark. Let me show you."
"Wait! What about the surprise?" I was curious about what the surprise was.
"The surprise blow job?"
"You were going to give me a blow job?" I knew I was grinning big.
"I was, but since you think you won, now I'm going to prove to you that using the bite mark is cheating."
"I concede. I cheated. You won." I wanted that blow job.
"We'll have to have a rematch when you make some sort of hanging branch for the bedroom."
"I was thinking I could install a pull up bar. The way you pulled up and dropped on me, that was inspiring."
"You liked that?" she asked with a smile.
God damn, she had me by the balls and I just wanted them in her mouth. "Do you want to lick my mark?" I asked.
She shook her head.
"Do you want to suck my dick?"
She nodded.
A few minutes later I was massaging my cum into her tits, trying to overpower Collin's scent completely.
"I don't think this is going to have the effect that you think it will have," Leah said. Her voice was mildly taunting.
"What do you mean?"
"You're thinking of him like pack, like one of the guys."
"Yeah, he is pack, one of the guys. Don't you want me to think of him that way?" I was smearing it behind her ears with one hand and on her cheeks with the other hand.
"In most things, yeah," she said. "But you're thinking of him as your sexual rival. He's my sexual rival. So he'll respond to this the same way Paul responds to how you smell when I rub my wet pussy all over you."
My hands froze. "Then why are you letting me do this?"
"Why do you let me do that?"
"Because I love it." That seemed obvious.
"Bingo. Does it actually do anything, scenting each other like this?"
"No clue, but I feel really strongly about doing it. Like, it is an imperative. It's got to be done when you're around other men, especially the pack. I feel almost itchy if I think I won't have time or something."
"So you'll come with me to see how he reacts?"
"You want me to?" I asked, teasingly. "You don't want more alone time with your imprint?"
"Sam!" She was scolding me. "Are you already getting jealous?"
"Yeah."
"Are you ever jealous of Seth?" she asked.
"Not since we've lived together," answered, totally honest.
She laughed. "But you used to be?"
"Do you remember when we used to play house and Seth would be the baby?" I asked, the memory so fresh in my mind. I loved playing house with Leah. I knew she'd be my wife since I first learned what a wife was.
She smiled up at me. "I was just thinking of that."
"And one time I wanted us to do grown up things like vacuum and clean the playhouse gutters and you just wanted to hold the baby."
"It was a grown up thing to do!" she insisted.
"But it was our play time together!" I countered.
"You've been holding onto that for a while, huh?"
"I'm pretty sure I vocalized my feelings just fine at the time."
"Yeah, you did," she agreed. "So I cleaned the playhouse gutters and you held the baby."
"He was really cute," I remembered. "Why did your parents let us take him to the playhouse without supervision?"
"I don't know. Let's not do that with our kids."
"Obviously," I agreed.