The Mane Attraction
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How are you? Sissy asked, finally pulling back.
Doing good. The wolf actually whistled. A wolf whistle? And look at you. You are looking mighty fine.
Thank you.
He rested against the door frame, staring down at Sissy. Souhgot plans tonight?
Sissy looked unusually befuddled. Um
Thought maybe we could catch a movie, get some dinner.
That was rude. He was sitting right here, and that dog was acting like Mitch was invisible.
Thats real sweet, darlin. But Ive got a guest, and we already have plans.
Who?
Sissy pointed at Mitch, although they all knew the bastard had seen him.
Youre gonna stay home forhim? He snorted, clearly feeling pretty cocky since he probably knew Mitch was still too weak to put up much of a fight. Too bad for him that lions had very long memories. Hasnt he healed up yet?
Hes doing much betterand you can tell Travis that.
The wolf frowned. What does your brother have to do with this? I came here to see you. I didnt know youd be all wrapped up with him.
Thats real sweet to hear, but I am all wrapped up with him so
I knew Ronnie swung that way, Sissy, but you too?
Sissy raised her hands and dropped them in a helpless gesture. What can I say, Frankie? She placed her hand on the wolfs chest and gently pushed him back so he no longer blocked the door. But whats a girl without her pussy?
And if it wouldnt have hurt beyond anything, Mitch would have rolled right off the couch he was laughing so hard.
Sissy.
Hed murmured that against her ear, his hand rubbing up and down her spine.
Sissy. Wake up.
She did somehow. Not even sure when shed fallen asleep. Or how long shed been draped over Mitch Shaw while she slept.
Her cheek rested against his chest, and she could feel his heartbeat. Her hands rested against his shoulders, and shed splayed the rest of her body between his thighs.
When she realized, she jerked in surprise, but his arms wrapped around her, holding her close. Its okay. Its me. He kept his voice low, almost a whisper. And she knew it was him. That was the problem.
Whatwhat time is it?
Late. He held her tighter, and she realized all the lights were out and it was pitch black outside. Lord, how long had she been asleep? Do you hear it?
Hear what?
But she did hear it now. Sissy heard that persistent, demanding howl through the darkness.
Sissy
Its okay,Mitch.
Resting her hands against his chest, she pushed until she sat up. The central air conditioning had kicked on, and the loss of Mitchs body heat made her feel like she was freezing.
What is it?
Family stuff.
Your brothers?
She wished. They were easy. Easy and stupid and she had no problem handling them, even when they made her angry.
No. Not my brothers. Ive gotta go. She stood, but Mitch grabbed her hand. I can go with you.
How could she not have realized it before? He was so sweet. Really. Justsweet. Shed never known anyone sweet before. Although in her family, sweet translated to wuss.
Ill be fine. And if he came along, he wouldnt be. There were some parts of this town that cats could never go to. Not if they liked breathing.
I wont be long.
Okay. He smiled. Ill be here when you get backhungry.
Her arms dropped. Again? Shed fed him earlierfood that should have lasted days was quickly disappearing in a night.
Yes. Again. So dont be long, okay?
The concern he showed made her feel kind of warm insideor she was getting a rash. She got those when she came home to visit.
Okay. Ill even try and bring home something bloody. She handed him the .45 shed taken from him earlier.
If its still moving and bloody, that would be great.
Sissy left the house and headed into the woods surrounding her parents territory. She shifted as she walked, shaking off her clothes before breaking into a run.
She never thought shed think this, but she missed her parents. She didnt realize how much family crap they protected her from merely by their presence.
Sissy ran on. She felt safe in her parents territory, even though if she went too far west, shed cross from Smithtown into Barronville. Cat territory run by the vicious backwoods Barron Pride that even Sissy avoided unless she had her She-wolves with her. If she went too far south, shed cross into bear territory. They were much more welcoming than the cats, but Sissy had a reputation there that didnt exactly make her a welcome canine in their town.
But go too far north, and she crossed into territory that few ever ventured into. Not the Pride, not the bears, not the wolves. And a good deal of the Smiths didnt go there either. No one. And with very good reason.
Sissy knew the moment she crossed into that territory, too. She felt it in her bones. In her soul. The power of it infused the ground beneath her feet. A place of power. A power that was neither good nor evil. Instead, it was how that power was wielded that was the problem.
Doing good. The wolf actually whistled. A wolf whistle? And look at you. You are looking mighty fine.
Thank you.
He rested against the door frame, staring down at Sissy. Souhgot plans tonight?
Sissy looked unusually befuddled. Um
Thought maybe we could catch a movie, get some dinner.
That was rude. He was sitting right here, and that dog was acting like Mitch was invisible.
Thats real sweet, darlin. But Ive got a guest, and we already have plans.
Who?
Sissy pointed at Mitch, although they all knew the bastard had seen him.
Youre gonna stay home forhim? He snorted, clearly feeling pretty cocky since he probably knew Mitch was still too weak to put up much of a fight. Too bad for him that lions had very long memories. Hasnt he healed up yet?
Hes doing much betterand you can tell Travis that.
The wolf frowned. What does your brother have to do with this? I came here to see you. I didnt know youd be all wrapped up with him.
Thats real sweet to hear, but I am all wrapped up with him so
I knew Ronnie swung that way, Sissy, but you too?
Sissy raised her hands and dropped them in a helpless gesture. What can I say, Frankie? She placed her hand on the wolfs chest and gently pushed him back so he no longer blocked the door. But whats a girl without her pussy?
And if it wouldnt have hurt beyond anything, Mitch would have rolled right off the couch he was laughing so hard.
Sissy.
Hed murmured that against her ear, his hand rubbing up and down her spine.
Sissy. Wake up.
She did somehow. Not even sure when shed fallen asleep. Or how long shed been draped over Mitch Shaw while she slept.
Her cheek rested against his chest, and she could feel his heartbeat. Her hands rested against his shoulders, and shed splayed the rest of her body between his thighs.
When she realized, she jerked in surprise, but his arms wrapped around her, holding her close. Its okay. Its me. He kept his voice low, almost a whisper. And she knew it was him. That was the problem.
Whatwhat time is it?
Late. He held her tighter, and she realized all the lights were out and it was pitch black outside. Lord, how long had she been asleep? Do you hear it?
Hear what?
But she did hear it now. Sissy heard that persistent, demanding howl through the darkness.
Sissy
Its okay,Mitch.
Resting her hands against his chest, she pushed until she sat up. The central air conditioning had kicked on, and the loss of Mitchs body heat made her feel like she was freezing.
What is it?
Family stuff.
Your brothers?
She wished. They were easy. Easy and stupid and she had no problem handling them, even when they made her angry.
No. Not my brothers. Ive gotta go. She stood, but Mitch grabbed her hand. I can go with you.
How could she not have realized it before? He was so sweet. Really. Justsweet. Shed never known anyone sweet before. Although in her family, sweet translated to wuss.
Ill be fine. And if he came along, he wouldnt be. There were some parts of this town that cats could never go to. Not if they liked breathing.
I wont be long.
Okay. He smiled. Ill be here when you get backhungry.
Her arms dropped. Again? Shed fed him earlierfood that should have lasted days was quickly disappearing in a night.
Yes. Again. So dont be long, okay?
The concern he showed made her feel kind of warm insideor she was getting a rash. She got those when she came home to visit.
Okay. Ill even try and bring home something bloody. She handed him the .45 shed taken from him earlier.
If its still moving and bloody, that would be great.
Sissy left the house and headed into the woods surrounding her parents territory. She shifted as she walked, shaking off her clothes before breaking into a run.
She never thought shed think this, but she missed her parents. She didnt realize how much family crap they protected her from merely by their presence.
Sissy ran on. She felt safe in her parents territory, even though if she went too far west, shed cross from Smithtown into Barronville. Cat territory run by the vicious backwoods Barron Pride that even Sissy avoided unless she had her She-wolves with her. If she went too far south, shed cross into bear territory. They were much more welcoming than the cats, but Sissy had a reputation there that didnt exactly make her a welcome canine in their town.
But go too far north, and she crossed into territory that few ever ventured into. Not the Pride, not the bears, not the wolves. And a good deal of the Smiths didnt go there either. No one. And with very good reason.
Sissy knew the moment she crossed into that territory, too. She felt it in her bones. In her soul. The power of it infused the ground beneath her feet. A place of power. A power that was neither good nor evil. Instead, it was how that power was wielded that was the problem.
