“I’m telling you, I remember. I saw you change. You looked at me, turned your head, and then ran off after a white wolf. Am I making that up?”
“That’s incredible! We have to call Margret when we get back to the house. She is going to want to know exactly what you did. If we can get all the new bittens to mature as fast as you are, we can get them trained that much sooner. Our pack will be stronger than any others. Our numbers are high, but so many of you all are too new to have control, and we can’t train wolves who have no control. This is amazing!” He pulled her for a hug. While his arms were wrapped around her, Mackenzie felt so wonderful. He had initiated the hug. He was so pleased with her and so happy in that moment, she thought it would be the perfect time to move things forward.
Pulling herself back just a bit to look into his eyes, she saw him smile at her. Taking that as her cue, she stepped up onto her tiptoes and leaned in. When her lips touched his, she thought it would be the best moment in her life until he pulled away so quickly that she hadn’t the chance to actually feel the warmth of him.
Geoff released her completely and looked around at everyone who remained in the clearing, watching them. Not only was she rejected, but also he had done so in front of everyone.
“Mackenzie, I told you, we have to take things much slower than humans do. Not only do we have a lot longer to make it happen, but also I am in charge here and I do not need anyone thinking I am less of a leader for being with you. Not that there is anything wrong with you, there isn’t. You’re great. It’s just I need to be able to stay neutral about everyone should something happen. Margret has already practically forbidden it unless we are certain that we will be mates, basically till death do us part kind of thing. I don’t know about you, but I think we are still getting to know one another and I cannot say that yet. I like you – a lot. But we need to be sure.”
“Fine. Sorry,” Mackenzie said quietly, desperately trying to keep the tears at bay. He reached out to grab her hand but she pulled back. She was hurt and she didn’t need his hand. Turning away from him, she found Teresa and Natalie, and the three of them walked back to the house. Her two best friends knew that no words were needed. All she needed was their companionship.
~*~
Mackenzie stayed in her room for the remainder of the day. The sun had set and Teresa and Natalie had left long ago, wanting to socialize with someone who would actually speak to them without snapping. She understood, of course. It wasn’t their fault that Geoff embarrassed her by turning her down but that didn’t make her any less irritated at the world.
Mackenzie hadn’t even bothered to get out of bed to turn the light on when the room became dark at the same time as the sky. The only light illuminating the space was from the moon and the muted TV that she had long stopped paying attention to.
“What the hell am I doing?” Mackenzie muttered to herself. Deciding to stop acting like such a schoolgirl, she threw off her covers and headed for the door. She wouldn’t pout or pine after Geoff any more. No. That was it. She was done. He had to come to her if he wanted to talk.
As she reached to grasp the doorknob, a knock sounded from the other side. Startled, Mackenzie jumped back. With one hand on her pounding chest, she used the other to open the door and stood face-to-face with Liam. Not sure if she could take any more drama for the night, she sighed and dropped her hands.
“What is it?” She had no energy left to argue or show any attitude to the man whose life she had changed forever and who hated her more than she thought was possible.
“Um, can I talk to you?” His eyes stayed trained on the floor and his voice was just barely above a whisper. Anger, hatred, cursing, all of that, she was prepared for. Friendly and wanting to talk? That was new.
“Yeah, I guess so.” Still standing in the doorway, she looked at him, even bending her knees slightly to see into his face and try to get his attention.
“I just—God. I just wanted to tell you I get it. I don’t like it. I still hate this and am so angry that I can’t even look at you, but dammit, after last night? I get it. I thought I had done so well up until the moon. That you were just out of control, but I’ve got nothing. I have no idea what happened last night and all I know is that I woke up covered in blood. Geoff said that it was an animal, but how the hell do I know? What if it wasn’t and they just don’t want me to freak out? I am freaking out!” By the end of his speech, he was no longer whispering but yelling and finally looking at her. His nostrils flared with every breath and his yellow-green eyes were wild. She could see the muscles in his forearms tensing and releasing with every clench and unclench of his fist.
“Liam, I know. I do. I am so sorry. If Geoff said that it was an animal, then it was. He wouldn’t hide it from you. Trust me. He let me see each and every mistake I’ve made.” Her voice was calm and soothing, but she was anything but. Her brain was racing a mile a minute on whether or not he was going to lose it and attack her again. She tried to listen for the others to find out how far they were. Just because he came to tell her he understood didn’t mean he had his temper or strength under control when he was in such an emotional state.
“I just need to talk to someone who knows what it’s like. I know they all do. Well, most of them, but it’s been so long for them that they all just brush it off as normal to wake up covered in blood.”
Seeing him lose all the anger in his face and fight back the tears that she knew he would never want to spill in front of her, she relaxed. He wasn’t going to do anything. He really just needed to talk.
“The first time I woke up and saw what I did I was so mortified that I cried for hours after apologizing to the bear that lay at my feet. I ran away. I couldn’t handle it.
“I tried to stay at home. I tried to ignore everything. I thought you all were insane but when the doctor couldn’t figure out my eyes or my strength, I started to allow myself to wonder. Then, with Ben, I just...” Liam sank to the floor, resting his head against the wall opposite her bedroom door. He pulled one leg up and wrapped his arms around it.
Sliding down the doorframe to mimic his position, she just sat there. Being around the others gave her a sense of calm that she didn’t have anywhere else, but being near Liam, when he wasn’t glaring at her or calling her names under his breath at least, left her with more than just the calm of being around her own kind. She couldn’t explain it, but it was more than that.
“I couldn’t stop myself from hurting my little brother. What would have happened if I stuck around? I ran. I had to. But not far enough. It’s great here, but I am terrified of going into town. My family lives two towns over. What if they happen to come here? I never told them I was leaving. I just left.” As Liam spoke his hands were wringing together and his leg bounced, Mackenzie could tell how difficult this was for him to open up to her.
“I haven’t talked to my mom since I left for school. I thought she was just some unsupportive irresponsible person that did more harm in my life than good. I have never missed her more than after my first change. She may not have been perfect, but she was mine and she loved me. Her goals and dreams for me weren’t my own, but that didn’t mean she didn’t love me. Amazing the things we realize when it might be too late. I know I should call her, tell her I dropped out, but I just can’t. How do you tell your mother that not only was she right, but that you aren’t even really human anymore?”
“Exactly! I have no idea. Geoff said that there were other houses farther away. I wonder if any of them have a place for me.” The thought of Liam leaving just as they began to talk saddened her. She wanted to be there for him. She never wanted him to feel alone or scared if she could help it. If she was his sire then she needed to be there for him. But she didn’t want him to feel trapped either.
“They might, but Alaska is full of little kids from what I know. California might be an option. But you could stay here. I know it isn’t ideal, but maybe once you get more control you could still see your family, and don’t tell them? J
ust let them know you needed space and moved out. You could still go see them once in a while.”
“Says the girl who won’t even call her own mother.”
“Point taken.” Mackenzie remarked with a forced grin.
“What college?”
“Huh?”
“You said that you left college. Where were you going?”
“Oh, right. Harvard.” The look on Liam’s face was priceless. His jaw literally dropped and his eyes widened. After a second, he started laughing loudly and shaking his head. Mackenzie couldn’t see what was so funny. Her future was changed just as much as his had been and she hadn’t laughed at him.
“What? What is so funny?” She glared at him and when he took the time to actually look at her, his laughter dried up.
“Oh, God. You were serious? Shit. That sucks ass, Mackenzie.”
“Ya think?” Her stomach took that as its cue to announce to the world that it had been neglected for far too long. The rumble echoed off the empty hallway, and both Mackenzie and Liam laughed loudly.
“Come on, let’s get something to eat.” Liam stood and held his hand out to help her stand. Slightly surprised by the action, but not wanting to stunt their growing friendship, she placed her hand in his and pretended not to notice his slight flinch at the contact.
As soon as she was on her feet, though, Liam released her hand. They walked silently down the three flights of steps, politely ignoring the stares that followed them. They could of course hear the whispers wondering if they should follow. Mackenzie actually appreciated it as they were all worried about her safety, but from the look on Liam’s face, he didn’t feel the same.
“Ignore them. They will stop worrying once they see you don’t want to bite my head off anymore. Just think, they will be just as protective of you if the need should ever arise.” Liam nodded his head but said nothing.
The two walked into the kitchen and began to grab everything they needed for a late night meal in silence. Mackenzie didn’t have to tell him to grab the plates while she pulled the cups from the other cupboard. He grabbed the sweet pickles instead of the dill, without her even mentioning that the dill pickles that Margret bought for the house were much too sour for her taste.
Mackenzie made their sandwiches and Liam poured the tea. It was as if the two were in a synchronized pattern that allowed them to work together seamlessly. It wasn’t until a throat cleared from behind them that they even looked up from their tasks.
Geoff stood in the doorway, watching them. Mackenzie was still angry with him, but that didn’t stop her insides from turning in circles or her skin from flushing with heat in his presence.
“Hey, you hungry?” Liam grunted out between bites, not noticing the obvious tension in the room.
“Nah. But can I talk to Mackenzie for a bit?” Liam looked between Mackenzie and Geoff for a moment, before standing and nodding his head.
“Yeah, sure. Hey, Mackenzie, maybe we can talk some more later?”
She smiled at him and nodded before he walked out with his plate in hand. Her gaze returned to Geoff. Mackenzie crossed her arms and sat back in her chair, waiting. If he wanted to talk, then he needed to talk. She had nothing to say.
“So, Liam came around like I said he would, huh?” Geoff’s grin was too damn cute. Mackenzie hated that it was so damn cute. She couldn’t understand why he had that affect on her. Most of the time, she welcomed it, but dammit, she was supposed to be mad at him.
“Uh huh.”
“You want to talk about what happened earlier?”
“You want to apologize?”
“Me? I don’t think I was the one who did anything wrong. I have told you before, if there is ever going to be you and me, and I really do want there to be, we have to take things slow. I know that your humanity is so recent that a few weeks time seems like forever when your hormones are in overdrive, but really, it’s nothing.”
“Oh, right. I’m the one to blame. I am twenty years old! I’m not a virgin, so why the hell should I have to go back to celibacy because Margret told you to take things slow? Is she in charge of your body? No one sure as hell told me that rule. And it’s not as if I tried to jump your bones right there! I kissed you. I didn’t even use tongue. All you had to do was not push me away. A peck, that’s all it would have been. But keeping up your golden boy routine is so much more important than embarrassing me in front of everyone.”
“Do you really think it would have been just a peck?” Geoff took a giant step forward, coming face to face with her. So close, she could feel the heat radiating off his skin and smell his grassy scent. Every nerve ending was on high alert as his words washed over her. “If you think I could stop with just a peck, you are mistaken.”
“Is that right? All you have ever managed to do was ogle me or hold my hand. Prove me wrong.” Mackenzie spoke with such confidence. She knew she was pushing him, but if it got his lips on hers, she was all for it.
“Mackenzie,” he growled out. His eyes were fierce and the caramel brown color caught the light in such a way that had her transfixed. If she had been able to look anywhere else, she would have seen him wet his lips ever so slightly.
She couldn’t even form words in response, only a growl escaped her. Before she knew what was happening, Geoff had his hands in her hair, gripping tightly as he pulled their bodies together and smashed his lips against hers.
With a racing heart and flaming skin, Mackenzie pressed herself closer to him. Her hands began to explore the contours of his back and found their way under his shirt. She needed to feel his skin on hers. Geoff walked them backwards, never removing his grip on her or his lips from hers, insistent on tasting every inch of her mouth. When the counter dug into her back, she pulled away slightly, just long enough to take a breath and hop up, allowing Geoff the room to stand between her legs and press himself more firmly against her .
Instead of waiting for Geoff to initiate the kiss again, she pulled him in fiercely. The moment his tongue touched the tip of her lip, she opened wide to him. Their tongues tangled together as his hands explored every inch of her body he could reach. Moaning into his mouth, Mackenzie rocked her hips forward, encouraging him. He thrust back into her with every movement. She had never felt as alive as she did in that moment.
Geoff let his lips wander away from hers, kissing along her jaw, nipping the skin over to her ear, suckling her earlobe, and then trailing kisses along her neck. Mackenzie pulled her hands from his back to his chest, running her nails along his skin the whole way. His skin erupted in goose bumps under her touch.
Mackenzie gripped the bottom of his shirt and ripped it from his body, letting the tattered cloth remains drop to the floor. She retreated so she could take in his beauty and was met with a steely glare. Geoff took a deep breath and two steps back, leaving her sitting on the counter breathing heavily in a lust-filled stupor.
“I told you I wouldn’t be able to stop at just a simple kiss. You didn’t believe me. Mackenzie, this cannot happen yet. There are reasons we must wait that I cannot tell you. I’m sorry. You know I want to. God, you know I do. But this cannot happen again. We have to prove to everyone that we are more than just lust-filled Weres.”
“Are you seriously telling me you have never had sex? Not once?” She couldn’t believe they were having the conversation. He was two hundred and forty years old, for crying out loud. And a man!
“Of course, I have, but I was mated. She died in one of the pack wars.” Instantly feeling like a jackass, Mackenzie hopped off the counter and went straight to him. Placing her hands on his chest and looking up into his eyes, she could tell that he was telling her the truth. Why would he lie about that?
“Oh, Geoff. I didn’t know. Why didn’t you tell me? How long has it been?” Mackenzie realized that everything made sense. His standoffishness, his ridiculous no touching rules, his fear of commitment.
“It was a long time ago. Henrietta died over a hundred years ago.”
“That
is a long time. So no sex in a hundred years?” Geoff gave her a little laugh before removing her hands from him and walking to the refrigerator.
“Not with another Werewolf. I am a male, Mack. Human or not, we do need something more often than once a century.” Instantly irritated again, she huffed. So it wasn’t the act that was out, it was the act with someone he actually had a future with.
“Uh huh. So while I am waiting around, if you get horny, you just go out and find some human girl? What about me, huh? What if I get an itch I need scratched? Do I get to go out, too?” Mackenzie could see his entire body stiffen. He didn’t like that one bit, but she honestly didn’t care.
“As much as I don’t like it, if we are not dating, I have no say in what or who you do, now do I?” Taking the milk from the fridge and drinking directly from the jug before putting it back, he turned to her again and said, “You know that I think we could be good together. It’s up to you if you want to wait for me or not.”
Mackenzie stood there and watched him walk out the door.
Chapter 22
After the most amazing kiss and most irritating conversation with Geoff, Mackenzie decided to give him plenty of space. The next morning she went for a run with Natalie, ate breakfast with Liam and Mason, then hid away in her room reading her books until the late afternoon. When she couldn’t stand to sit still for another moment, she went downstairs and sat in the game room while the boys all fought over controllers and players in some video game.
Liam sat next to her, and by the end of the game, he had stopped flinching every time his arm grazed hers. She smiled to herself, taking it as a good sign. She couldn’t think of any friendship where the people involved were terrified of touching the other.
“Mackenzie?” Teresa’s voice yelled over the obnoxiously loud television set and hollering boys. “Are you in here?”
Mackenzie smiled picturing Teresa on her tiptoes looking around the room for her. There was no way that she would be able to see her sitting on the couch surrounded by all the male pack members. The boys were all hooting and hollering and bouncing around playing whatever shooting game had been on the television screen for the last hour.
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