Between Two Wolves

Jasmine pulled up to the side of small three-story motel in the shining red mustang her mate gifted to her. The gift was more for Aurora than it was for Jasmine, but she appreciated the gesture nonetheless. Jasmine sat in the parking lot for a moment in silence, gripping the steering wheel. She stared at the bracelet gifted to her by her mate. A fine tool with great sentimental value. It felt wrong to be on the driver's side, but Aurora wasn't here. Jasmine looked toward the passenger seat and felt a pang of longing seep through her. She missed her mate. Aurora and Jasmine had been separated in a city a state away. Jasmine was forced to promise Aurora she wouldn't try to contact her until she knew she was safe. Then Aurora was to meet her.

The small-town Jasmine had picked was on pack lands. Best place to avoid rogues or viscous lone wolfs. Jasmine was human, so she would have no hard time blending in until her mate arrived and they had to skedaddle. Jasmine entered the establishment and rented a room on second floor. The hotel was empty. The only person she saw was the sweet elderly woman she purchased the room from at the front desk. Jasmine didn't know if that was a good or a bad thing. That was always Aurora's place to decide.

When Jasmine reached her room, she plopped onto the bed and Facetimed her mate immediately. Her heart soared when she saw Aurora. She had long golden wavy hair and naturally tanned skin. Her lips were plump, her eyelashes long and thick, and her smile wide and bright. When Aurora smiled like that it was easy for Jasmine to forget that she had shredded men and wolves alike to pieces with that mouth.

Before Aurora, Jasmine had never been attracted to woman. She went through her teenage years constantly infatuated with one boy to the next. None ever returned her affections. Not fully. Jasmine was mousy looking. With skin as pale as a ghost and plain brunette hair. She wasn't toned with muscle nor did she have perky breast like her mate. Her whole body seemed squishy. Her butt was a jiggling bubble and her stomach, although flat, was not rock hard like her mates. She felt unworthy sometimes. Wondered how Aurora could look at her with such love and devotion when she was so plain and Aurora, herself, was perfection.

During the call, they got lost in looking at each other faces for the first time in weeks. Saying nothing and just appreciating the smiling face on their screens.

Jasmine met Aurora two years ago while visiting London. She saw her on the street and felt an abnormally strong attraction almost immediately. When Aurora eyed her, she approached Jasmine almost immediately and pulled her into a long passionate kiss. As if they were lovers reunited but considering the mating bond she guessed they were in a way. Aurora waited but only a week to tell Jasmine of the bond and how she was a werewolf. Aurora was the heir to an Alpha on business in London. She arranged for Jasmine to stay in London for a few more weeks and then they set off for Aurora's home.

When they arrived at the compound Aurora's parents were quick to want to meet their daughter's life mate, but their excited smiles turned into horrored frowns when Jasmine, a female human, stepped out of the car. It was widely known that the moon goddess would rarely, but occasionally, pair two of the same sex. Aurora's parents had thought for sure that the goddess would pair their daughter with a male with of strength enough to tame their strong and dominant daughter. Instead, she was paired with gentle and weak human female.

At first, they pretended that it was ok. That as long as their daughter was happy they would not reject the moon goddess' pairing and they didn't reject the pairing. Instead, they took is as a sign that, if their eldest daughter was not going to have an Alpha male by her side, then she was never meant to be an Alpha female. So, they passed the title of heir onto her younger brother. Enraged, hurt, and offended Aurora bought their mustang and left the pack with jasmine. They had been on the road ever since. Now, back in Jasmine's home country, the united states.

"Where?" Aurora asked Jasmine eagerly over the phone.

"Alligus, North Carolina. Tread carefully. It's pack lands." Jasmine answered and then held up her wrist to the camera. The bracelet had turn a rose gold. Aurora new what that meant. "I'm staying in Mildred's Motel."

Aurora stared longingly at Jasmine for another moment before speaking. "I must cut this short. I will be there as soon as I can my love." Then the call ended. Jasmine dropped the phone on the night stand and gave a heavy sigh. All she had to do was wait for her mate to arrive.

Jasmine layed back on the bed and thought of what would happen once the two were reunited. They would lip lock passionately at first with Aurora on top slowly guiding her to lay onto the bed. Then she would slip a hand down her pants. As Jasmine imagined this she slipped her own hand into her trousers and rubbed at her favorite button. She imagined her love slowly, achingly pulling her panties aside then laying butterfly kisses all the way from her belly button down to her sweet spot. Kissing her clit before she lapped at her entire nether region in one long tongue stroke. Jasmine would shudder. Having been kept away from her touch for so long.

Then Aurora would undress for her in between Jasmine's open thighs. Her large round perky breast would plop out and Jasmine would enjoy watching them. Aching to use her mouth to suck her pink nipples. Aurora would rub her smooth thigh onto Jasmine's clit as she pulled off her pants. Jasmine would moan for her just the way Aurora loved. When Aurora would be completely nude, she would have Jasmine sit up so she could pull off her shirt. Jasmine's breast were not perky and round. They were large and hung like a dead weight to her chest. Aurora loved to squeeze and play with them, but Jasmine would get to her before she could by latching onto Aurora's nipple with her mouth as soon as her shirt hit the ground.

Imagining this Jasmine rubbed harder and faster. Just as she imagined her hand slipping in to rub at her lovers snatch, she exploded. Jasmine was never good at drawing it at out. While for Aurora, sex seemed to be the only place in which she had self-control. A wave of pleasure spasms washed through her. She lifted her hands from her trousers and licked the pussy juice off her fingers. At first Jasmine hated the idea of tasting herself but Aurora loved to shove her soaked fingers into Jasmine's mouth, so Jasmine could "know how sweet she tasted."

Jasmine was hungry. She hadn't eaten in a day, so she washed up and headed out. She found a tiny diner in town. It had a small counter that could probably comfortably hold 5 people and a grand total of five booths each enough to hold six people. The kitchen was directly behind the counter and clearly visible. It seemed bigger than the pedestrians place. A black man with dreads up to the bottom of his neck worked diligently in the kitchen while his aid, and waitress, marched up to the counter to take Jasmine's order. "How can I help you?"

"A coffee, with some pancakes, eggs, and bacon would be nice." Jasmine replied.

The waitress, a young girl probably older than Jasmine, firmly nodded her head and wrote it down. She then walked to the back to hand it to the chef. As she waited, jasmine looked around the diner. There was an elderly couple in one booth in the corner and three burly men in another. No one seemed threatening. After a little while the waitress set down the meal in front of Jasmine. As she did so their fingers touched slightly. It wasn't much but it was enough to trigger her bracelet. As soon as Jasmine saw the color starting to change she snatched her hand under the table. When she looked down to check she saw blue but not just a solid blue but a purplish one; that woman was a beta and a powerful one if nearing purple. Jasmine slowed her breathing as much as she could so the woman could not sense her fear.

You have nothing to be afraid of. You're a human with no wolf affiliation right now. She won't reveal herself unless you let her know that you know.

Jasmine told herself. With slightly shaky hands Jasmine dug into her meal. The waitress looked back at Jasmine with slightly confused look before shrugging and turning away to go deep into a conversation with the cook. Jasmine made sure to eat proper and slowly, as to not draw attention to herself.

When she was finished on almost the last of the eggs a stranger walked in. He was bulky but handsome. With slick dark brown hair and slight stubble. Jasmine found her eyes drawn to him. In a way that was familiar but not. He had green eyes that reminded her of the leaves in the summertime. His lips were two thick lines on his mouth. His jaw was sharp and strong. He had to be at least six feet five. He was a type of stunning that just seemed wrong for him to be in such a lowly establishment.

Jasmine hadn't been this attracted to a man since before her mating. It made her feel guilty. She looked away from the man and silently looked down at her food with blushing cheeks. The man came to sit two seats beside her on the counter but before he did so he felt the need to wrap an arm around her casually and greet her as if they were friends. As he did so she felt his nose press onto the top of her head and heard him lightly sniff. The whole time she looked down wrapping her free hand around her bracelet. When he walked to his seat she didn't dain to reply or even look at him.

Jasmine lifted her hand from her bracelet. Bright red. The bracelet had turned bright red when he touched her. Jasmine gulped. She had only known two other people to turn of red when they touched her. One of them was Aurora and she was the only one Jasmine knew of to get to that bright shade. This only meant one thing. The man sitting a few feet away from her was an alpha and one just as powerful as her mate.

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James Leoness, Alpha of the Blazedore pack noticed the scent almost immediately after walking into his sister's diner. His wolf jumped to the surface in a great sudden leap and he had to stand still for a moment to gain control. It screamed wildly to him. "MINE!" There was a smell in the air that stirred the wolf. Honey dew and Lilacs. His nose quickly tracked the scent to the woman sitting at the bar.

It hadn't set in, what his wolf attempted to tell. So, he just inspected her. Her face was red, and she just stared at her food. She seemed deep and thought, almost like she was looking through her plate. He casually strode toward her. He meant to walk past her but turned. He couldn't help himself. He took another whiff and his wolf shot forward. Throwing an arm around her. He almost instantly got back into control and gave her a casual greeting as way to disseminate the situation. She did not reply. She remained stiff and looked down at her plate.

James leaned down and took a quick luxurious whiff of her hair.

Mate.

She was his mate. James removed himself from her and gave a short distance between them. He glanced at her and then to his sister who looked at him from the kitchen in shock. He gave her a glare that told her to cut it and she turned back around.

Human. His mate was a human.

Well, this should be fun.

He thought to himself.