Wolf's Den - A BBW Shifter Romance Novel (11 page)

“I know the perfect spot. I need to check in on the Rusty Skillet first. I need to talk to Edie,” I told him. He nodded, fired up his bike and we rode off towards downtown. I found the diner mostly deserted and Edie sitting at the counter looking bored and a bit shell-shocked. I approached her as I surveyed the Rusty Skillet. The diner was my mom’s dream and I’d tried to keep it alive but I didn’t think that was possible anymore. It was kind of sad. This was the last link to my mom besides the house. But I had to deal with Edie before I could wallow in my own problems.

“Hey,” I said as I sat next to her.

“What did the doctor say?” she asked.

“I’ll live. So, you want to take a walk?” I offered.

“Not like I’m doing anything here,” Edie told me then shouted at Jesus to cover for her. Yeager had followed me in and I told him to grab a seat and order us some food. I hadn’t eaten a real meal in a couple of days and after the morning’s events, I was famished. He took a seat as Edie and I left through the back door. Main Street was still crowded but the side street behind the Rusty Skillet was all but deserted.

“So, you saw a lot today,” I started. Edie laughed.

“Understatement of the millennium,” she replied.

“Yeah, no doubt. Look, I’m one of them. I didn’t know until this morning but I am. It’s still a bit surreal,” I told her.

“One of them?” she asked. I guess I had to explain. I wondered where to start but finally, I just gave her the short version.

“A shifter. Yeager, that big biker named Dolan, Murphy and Rex are all shifters. They can become wolves. I can too,” I told her. Saying it flooded my mind with the events of the past few days and the possibilities yet to come. Most of all, I wondered what being a female shifter meant.

“I was wondering. You were naked like the rest of them. Who’s the biker? Yeager, is it?” Edie asked me.

“He’s...um...my mate,” I told her and decided to just start from the beginning and tell her everything. I told her about our first date, the encounter with Dolan, our escape to the cabin, the mountain lake, the moonlight run, all of it except the part about Dolan being my brother and my mom’s connection to all of it. We may have been related by blood but he wasn’t my brother. I told Edie that somehow I knew through it all that everything was true and that I had strong feelings for Yeager. I still wasn’t sure if my feelings were a destiny beyond my control or they had developed as we ran from and faced Dolan and his pack but I guess it didn’t matter. I loved him and though he hadn’t said as much, probably to keep from freaking me out, he loved me too. I could smell it.

“He seems to like you,” she said.

“Yeah, he does. So that’s it? I tell you I’m a wolf and that’s all you have to say?” I pressed. Edie smiled at me.

“I think it’s so cool. I wish I was a wolf. Please tell me it’s as awesome as I hope,” she said excitedly. Edie was always a bit strange but I loved her. Until Yeager showed up, Edie was all I had.

“It’s pretty fucking amazing,” I assured her. Even though my only experience was during the frightening events of this morning, I knew that being a part-time wolf was pretty special. I had yet to experience being a wolf otherwise and honestly, I looked forward to it. I couldn’t wait to shift and run next to my mate in the moonlight. But this time, I’d be running circles around him.

“You’re leaving, aren’t you?” Edie said after a moment. I wasn’t sure what she meant until I saw the sadness in her eyes.

“I don’t know what’s going on yet. The diner’s going to go out of business. Without all the revenue from the motorcycle run, I can’t see keeping it open for long,” I admitted and for the first time out loud to another person.

“Your mom would want you to go live your life, Cassie,” Edie told me. I looked at my best friend and she smiled reassuringly at me. Sometimes, she knew more than I did.

“I’ve spent the last couple of years trying to keep her dream alive. I need to go live my dreams. I just never knew what they were until now. I’m Yeager’s mate and he’s mine. I can’t explain it but I need to be with him,” I said.

“You should do that then,” she told me.

“Well, in any case it will be a while before I make any big decisions. We haven’t talked about where we go from here. Maybe Yeager and I will stick around,” I explained. Edie smiled and I could tell she didn’t think that would happen any more than I did. I didn’t know what would happen or where Yeager and I would end up but I knew it probably wouldn’t be here. There were too many memories here for me.

“So, what’s with the hair?” she asked. I touched the white shock of hair that apparently matched the white patch on my back when I was shifted.

“It showed up after I shifted. Yeager told me the wolf I become has a white patch on its back but is otherwise as black as the rest of my hair,” I explained.

“That is so freakin’ cool,” Edie exclaimed. I laughed. Part of me wished she could experience what I had. Who knows, maybe there was a shifter out there looking for Edie too.

Edie and I headed back and she told me how slow things had been and how worried she was. I told her what little I knew about Yeager and when we got back I introduced the two formally. I realized I didn’t know much about my mate but I knew all I needed. We made a good team and there were deeper feelings there too. I liked to think it was more than fate that brought us together. I liked to think we would have found each other anyway and that my feelings for Yeager were more than destiny.

Edie was more than happy to cover the diner for another day so I could deal with things. It wasn’t as if it was all that hard considering how few customers we had after the events of the previous days. After we ate and visited with Edie, Yeager and I left the diner. He dropped me off at my house and he went to his motel room so we could both change clothes and shower. He picked me up an hour later and we rode his bike up into the mountains taking a route different than the one we had during our escape. There were no lakes where we went but there was a broad, green meadow and hardly anyone ever went there. Tourists ignored it in favor of Yosemite but it was just as beautiful as any place in the National Park.

The sun was low in the western sky but it hadn’t set yet. Yeager and I hiked towards the meadow, taking our time as we waited for dark. “You’re OK with everything?” Yeager asked as we walked.

“Yeah, I suppose,” I replied.

“You’re not going to freak out on me or something. I’m here to talk to if anything is bugging you,” he told me. I took his hand and squeezed it.

“I appreciate that. I’ve been through a lot already in my life. I admit, this is pretty big but I’m dealing with it. Honestly, knowing you’re my mate isn’t scary. It’s comforting. I like the idea of having someone in my life I can count on. Since mom died, Edie’s been there but it’s not the same, you know,” I explained. Yeager nodded like he understood but then he stopped and turned to face me.

“I’m glad you’re OK with it because I’m losing my fucking mind,” he said with a hint of amusement in his amber eyes.

“Why?” I asked curiously.

“My mate is a wolf. Nobody I’ve ever talked to has heard of a female shifter. I thought finding you seven years ago was the best thing that ever happened to me until I met you. Then when I met you for the first time, I was sure that was as good as it could get. But seeing you as a wolf, wow! You’re one sexy ball of fur, Cassie,” Yeager told me. I giggled at that.

“I did feel like I was rather fluffy,” I replied. Yeager waggled his eyebrows and growled, but like a human this time.

“Curvy and fluffy and that white streak is so sexy. I’m one lucky shifter,” he said as he slipped his hand around my waist and squeezed my ample behind. I wasn’t sure if he was talking about me as a woman or a wolf but I suspected both.

“You’re kind of cute yourself,” I said running my hand over the black t-shirt that covered his broad chest. “We going to do it now and then go for a run or do it after?” I asked suggestively. Suddenly, I ached for Yeager. I yearned to see him snarl and salivate as he had his way with me. Maybe I’d act a little wild myself too. Maybe, I’d have my way with him.

“Both,” was all he said. That sounded like a good plan. I peeled my tank top up and over my big breasts and then pulled it off. I hadn’t worn a bra and my abundant breasts pressed against Yeager’s t-shirt. He began working at my yoga pants as he bent and kissed me. I furiously worked at his belt and jeans as our tongues mingled. We kissed until we were forced to part to finish the process of getting naked. We folded our clothes and placed them along with our shoes on a boulder and walked hand in hand towards the meadow.

We didn’t make it, however. We found a broad granite boulder with a nice flat top. I pulled Yeager towards it and had him sit on the edge as I knelt in the soft pine needles that covered the ground. “Does this thing get all...wolfy every time?” I asked as I stroked Yeager’s quickly hardening shaft.

“It can do whatever I want it too,” he said suggestively.

“That’s kind of naughty,” I remarked. Yeager chuckled.

“You have no idea but I assure you that my little display by the lake the other day was completely unexpected. I admit I lost control,” he said. I stared into his amber eyes as I took him into my mouth and began to pleasure my mate and show him the appreciation I had for that admission. I liked the idea that he lost control around me. Yeager sighed, obviously enjoying the attention. I did a number on him, sucking his crown, kissing and licking his shaft and sucking on his hefty jewels. I never stopped looking at him with my emerald eyes as I pleased Yeager’s considerable manhood. I looked away for a moment as I took him into my mouth and when my eyes returned to his, I found his fangs bared.

I wondered if I could do that same and sure enough, as soon as I willed it, my fangs appeared and it only hurt a bit. I dragged them up Yeager’s shaft and then gently bit the head of his cock. “Now that is fucking sexy,” he told me breathlessly.

“I’m so excited,” I admitted.

“Yeah? Well why don’t you get that sexy body up here and take a ride?” he offered. I liked the sound of that. I climbed onto the big, flat boulder and straddled Yeager’s face. I smothered him with my creamy thighs and velvet sex as I reached out and began stroking his thick tool. Yeager greedily ate me and I felt a deep need build within. His deft lips and tongue, not to mention his glossy fangs, teased and tormented me as I worked my hips and rubbed myself all over his bearded face.

“Don’t make me come. I want to wait,” I told him. For some reason the idea of shifting to my wolf form and running with my mate while sexually aroused sounded like a whole lot of wonderful. Yeager’s hands grasped my succulent ass, spread me wide and he slipped his tongue into me. I sucked in a sharp breath as the sensations became intolerable. I was stroking him furiously as Yeager leaked profusely. “Yeager! Don’t,” I complained. But he failed to heed my warning.

I felt my orgasm approach and I was sure he would take me over the edge. I stopped fighting it and gave into the bliss. Yes! A powerful climax built and just as it was about to overtake me, Yeager stopped. “Fuck! I knew you weren’t going to do it,” I whined.

“You told me not to,” he said as I climbed from him.

“You need to learn, sometimes a woman doesn’t mean what she says,” I explained playfully. He laughed.

“Let’s run until we can’t run anymore and then I’ll fuck you silly,” he promised. I didn’t answer. I simply shifted, more slowly than before and I found the pain to be lessened. Moments later, I was the black wolf with the emerald eyes and the white patch on my back. Yeager lay on the boulder and admired me for a moment. “You’re such a fur ball. I love it,” he said as he turned over and shifted into the gray wolf with the amber eyes and the silvery stripe down his back.

He nuzzled his nose against mine for a moment and then Yeager turned, leapt from the flat rock and sprinted towards the meadow. I followed. The ground against my paws was a decadent sensation, a luxury only a wolf could enjoy. I wasn’t exactly nimble in my human form but as a wolf, I was surefooted and quick. I sprinted past my mate and into the meadow running just for the sake of running. My memories were still intact but the emotions were muted save the affection for my mate. I ran and felt utterly free.