Thread: Wolf Moon [Reserved]

Aleksandra only stood there, listening to the bell chiming overhead slowly die down until nothing was left. Right, she hoped he didn't see him around...because more than not, it would only cause both of them problems that they couldn't afford to have. In fact, she knew he wouldn't be able to deal with it...he...well, he just seemed weak in that sense. After all, if he was this gooey when it came to a girl openly making a pass to him, what the hell would he do when death was breathing down his neck in the form of a ravaging, vicious wolf? Right...it'd be best if he kept his distance, and something told her that he would. Especially with Brandy around. Speaking of whom, Brandy took the chance to take the spot where Daniel had previously been standing, mimicking his movements with an outlandish fashion of exaggerating them. I gotta go...thanks for the food, Aleksandra. Maybe I'll...see you around, she exclaimed in a sing-song tone, leaning in to lower her eyes towards the speculating waitress, And by see you around, I mean bending you over and fucking that tight ass that I so accidentally looked at. She was so obscene, and Aleksandra loved it, a bright laugh escaping her before she could muffle it. You really don't know when to stop, do you, she asked the blonde, who only answered with an innocent shrug. You wouldn't want me to stop even if I could, Alek. Admit it, you looooove it, Brandy teased, watching her friend quickly tidy up any remaining messes before the lights were shut off and the doors were locked behind them. Finally, they could all go home to their well-established, laid out gathering of log cabins and spacious wooded lands. Hell, it was like a town, just for them. It was good to be home, and even if she had been hopelessly curious about Daniel, he was quickly set into the back of her mind, safe and sound. The majority of the pack was settled into their homes, either sleeping or getting ready to sleep. Brandy was already skipping off to join Jake, while the other girls fled around to meet up with their own selective partners. Which, in turn, left Aleksandra to contemplate whether or not she wanted to head on up to her own loft in the cabin she shared with Brandy, who hadn't stayed in her bedroom since...well...since Jake had opened up his bed to her. She couldn't help it, it got awfully lonely at times. There was the occasional howl off in the distance, and it sent a delighted tingle of arousal down her spine. Gods, she just wanted to shift and run through the woods...but something told her she shouldn't. In fact, it was the overbearing weight of being watched, and she knew by who. He was the only one in the pack that actually managed to snag her attention for more than a few minutes, and it didn't help that he seemed to know her more than she realized he did at times, too. Thus, she stood right outside of her door, on the humble little porch, letting him know that she wasn't oblivious to his presence. Instead of waiting for him, though, she simply left the door open after she stepped inside, the invitation quite obvious. Gabriel made for a pleasant source of company, and it also helped that he was quite easy on the eyes, too. In everyone else's opinions, they would make a good couple, yet...Aleksandra couldn't quite bring herself to give in. Tugging her jacket off, she sighed, fingers running through the bright strands of orange atop her head. What a long fucking night it had been...