by J. R. Fates
“Here,” she said, handing it to Adam. It was a simple white gold band with tiny obsidians encrusted in the entire diameter of the jewelry. “The more rings an Alpha has, the more powerful his pack views him.”
Then she turned around to face Noah and to him she handed a wider-set ring made entirely out of obsidian.
“But we’re not part of a pack,” Adam said. “There’s no Alpha. We told you earlier we weren’t going to do the blood pact.”
Adam, Noah, and their fathers decided that a blood pact would be too much, too soon. They weren’t ready to bare their secrets to one another, especially of Adam’s father knowing of his son’s relationship with Noah. They decided trust was enough – that trust was going to get them through whatever came their way.
“Then those rings are my ‘thank you’s for sticking to your promise, for fighting with me when I wanted to run away.” Then, she wound her arms around Noah’s waist and hugged him before she did the same to Adam. These two really are so hot, she thought and found her pack members smirking to themselves. “I’m just a city away if you ever need me. Don’t be afraid to call or message, and visit even. Consider me your free tour guide.”
“We’ll definitely take you up on that,” answered Adam with a boyish grin. “Maybe we’ll plan something this coming holiday.”
“Definitely,” said Noah this time, as Adam and he followed Sophie and her pack to the pick-up truck parked up front. “Take care, alright? Not that you need it, Alpha.” He couldn’t help but add a wink at that.
“Hopefully next time we meet, I’ve already met someone,” said Sophie, jumping into the passenger seat. “So I won’t have to feel so jealous of you two lovebirds.”
At that, Adam and Noah looked at one another and made a face before they turned to look back at Sophie. They said their ‘goodbye’s and when the truck revved to life and sped off, they waved and watched as the truck disappeared from view.
“So…?” Adam started, his tone laced with mischief. “We’re all alone now…finally.”
“Your room?” Noah responded with a knowing smirk. He took Adam’s hand in his and tugged him back towards the inside of the house. Adam stayed frozen in place and turned Noah around.
“I think my father has an idea about the two of us.” There was a twinkle in his eyes, as if they were laughing. “So I’d rather not let him catch the two of us in…uh, a compromising position…” When Noah raised an eyebrow up, Adam then offered, “How about your house? Aren’t your parents out right now?”
And with that, the two raced towards Noah’s car, and as Noah turned the engine on, it took all of Adam’s willpower not to remove Noah’s clothes and ravage him right then and there. They couldn’t have sex in the car right in front of his house, could they?