like I had the other morning, but a lot of issues with the situation about the Rogues came up and I couldn’t seem to tear myself away to be able to get a moment to apologize for my harsh behavior.” He looked down at his plate, sorrowfully.
“Is Drew okay?” Sudden panic clawed at Anna for her other mate. Other mate? When had that happened?
Carter looked back up at her suddenly. “Oh yes, he’s fine, nothing like that, just having reports of them attacking smaller Packs in the area and throughout the Atlantic coastline.”
“Oh my,” Anna gasped, feeling relieved that Drew was fine and sympathetic toward the other Packs. “I hope they haven’t harmed anyone.”
Carter sighed, “Unfortunately, they have killed quite a few other wolves and left many others without homes.”
Anna felt tears well up in her eyes as she listened to Carter relay the bad news to her. “Is there something we can do to help them? Couldn’t you offer to let them stay with your Pack in the compound?”
Carter smiled warmly at her and reached for her hand, grasping it in his very warm hand. “Anna, you have a very big heart. Actually, we have offered to take in some of the families left from Packs that were closer to us, but we have very limited space as it is and expanding would infringe on other Pack’s borders.”
“Oh,” Anna sighed. “Well at least you can help some of them.”
Anna was suddenly acutely aware of the electricity that slithered up her arm from the hand Carter held, but she found she enjoyed the feeling a bit too much to pull away. The room grew quiet as they both just stared into each other’s eyes, searching for something.
Carter was the first to pull his hand away and break the silence. “Hey, why don’t we go into the parlor tonight and play a bit of pool to get our minds off of everything?”
“Umm, I’ve never played pool before,” Anna felt the heat creeping into her face with her admission.
Carter looked at her as if she had grown two heads, then suddenly jumped from his seat and dragged her with him. “Well, it’s time I teach you then, isn’t it?”
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Carter looked over at his sweet, little, innocent mate as she chewed on her bottom lip and concentrated on the pool table as if it were the biggest puzzle she had ever seen. He had a strong need to pull that abused piece of flesh away from her teeth with his lips then suck and lick the sting away.
Gods, he was so in love with this woman and it didn’t matter that she was human, everything was so perfect about her. When she’d said she’d never played pool before his mind automatically turned to her ever-present virginity and he thought he should act quickly to avoid any other thoughts on the subject. As it was right at the moment, his groin was aching and he had the worst blue balls he ever remembered having in his over 250 years of living. With Drew not being home, he couldn’t really find relief with him, not that he could when he was home for the time being, and his hand was not doing anything for him.
He made his shot and watched the cue ball bounce off the sidewall, missing his ball completely. His game was apparently off tonight. Not that it mattered, considering Anna hadn’t made one ball in and had mainly scratched through the entire game. She huffed out while she tried to line her pool stick up with the cue ball and made her shot, and scratched again.
“I don’t like this game,” she stated and Carter couldn’t help but chuckle at the pout on her face.
“Oh, come on, it’s not all that bad,” he said as he rounded the table and lined his stick up to take his shot. Luckily, this time he hit his ball and it went in the corner pocket.
“Carter?” Anna queried as he lined up for his next shot.
“Hmmm?”
“How many women have you been with?” Carter’s stick hit the side of the cue ball, which twirled a few inches along the table and hit nothing.
“What?” He said, trying to recover from her
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