Thread: Late night calls and romance novels (me and Notte)

Alex and his two wolves headed down the hallways, finding their way easily through the maze of walls. Of course, he took the long way his den was really only two halls down, but how was he to quietly contemplate on his way there with such a short walk. He closed the door to his den behind him, the wolves having followed them in. As Alex put his forehead against the door, he felt the wet smack of his shirt hit him in the back. Don't you throw your dirty, sodded clothes on me! I don't care if it's just rain water! Alexander turned from the door to see His younger sister Desiree shifting from her white wolf form, her husband, Julian already shifted, seething. I am not some hamper for you to throw the dirty things on, Alex! Alex put his finger to his lips, letting out a soft breath to try to quiet him. If you keep this up, the human woman will start to think something is up. we don't need this letting out. The way that you looked at that woman, Brother, I would think that you wanted something off. Desiree spoke in a knowing and taunting voice, and Alexander stared her down, eyes narrowing into little slits, his blue eyes - normally matching hers - turning a deep, angry red. I would watch yourself, Sister. She surprised me with her way of coming here and her attire. Nothing more. Nothing more? Then go drain her. Kill her and get her over with. No. Killing her would mean more coming, and they'll find out. Then send her away. Again, not possible. Julian growled low in his throat. I can make it look like the wolves did it. Nobody will find out. Alexander sent him a venomous glare, a rumble in his throat showing his distaste for the idea. Desiree perked up at that. See? You have feelings for her. Get it over with and claim her. Desiree was the one for Alexander's glare now, and Julian pipped up. If you don't, I will. It was done in a teasing voice. He obviously didn't mean it, but it still got him a backhand to his head from Desiree. Fine. I'll get her. But I don't have to like it. Alex grumbled, and Desiree cheered up, hugging her brother before her and Julian shifted. Just remember, you two. She's a member of this household like the two of you are. There will be dire consequences if something happens to her. The two wolves nodded at him, and Alexander opened the door for them, letting them roam free. Probably to their rooms, far in the other wing so he wouldn't have to hear their lovemaking. Once the two wolves disappeared, Alex set to Kate's room. He had been gone for a hour, surprisingly, and wasn't surprised to see her sleeping, through the door was opened. He walked in silently, no footfalls to alert her. She was sleeping peacefully, and his body moved weightless to climb over her to blanket her form. She actually smelled sweet, washed and dried off from the rain water. Her body was nearly wrapped in the sheets, and covered by the blanket, but he didn't bother with that. His lips beelined for her neck, gently kissing and nipping along it, feeling her pulse pick up in anticipation. His fangs grew out and bared, and he bit down, feeling the hot blood pool into his mouth, and his eyes rolling into the back of his head. It was a mix of flavors that riled his senses, sent his mind into overdrive. Salty, sweet, strong, fiery, all rolled into one package, and he forced the groan to stay in his throat, not to make a sound. He drank deeply, unable to control himself. He hadn't had too much blood that evening, and she was such a willing sacrifice for him at the moment. But he forced himself back after a moment, feeling her pulse start to weaken slightly. A shock of feat went through his spine at the thought, and he tore his wrist open, putting it to her lips. His mind went into hers, firmly taking control and forcing her body to drink what was to keep her alive. He felt her body respond, taking gulp after gulp of his lifeblood, and when he knew that it was enough to keep her alive, he pulled his wrist back, licking it shut before making sure her neck was shut similarly and cleaned off. He left the room for his den, rejuvenated by the blood, and a fresh idea in his head. He sat down and started to write from where he left off. The light was muted by the man's body as he started to walk off, but the man let out a startled gasp, audible to the men. They turned around in haste to look at the door, but the older man simply laughed it off. You gave me a fright! Go sit down, they should be starting soon. And past the older man came in a woman of surpassing beauty, her hair going down and ending in very slight curl...