Heidi and the Wolf

39.

"What exactly are you after mum? Cause I'm not exactly going to go into detail!" Mason groaned.

"Well was it romantic?" She shrugged.

"Very," I replied quickly, wanting the conversation to be over and done with. "It was great and actually I'm feeling pretty tired. I think I might try and go back to bed and watch a film. Mason you want to come or are you busy?"

"No, yeah, definitely I'm coming with you. See you in a bit mum," He rushed, grabbing his cup of coffee off the counter, pressing a chaste kiss onto the Mother Luna's cheek, and taking ahold of my hand to usher me out of the kitchen and back up the stairs.

"Well that goes on my list of top ten awkward conversations I've ever had in my life," I joked lightly as I pushed open the door to his bedroom.

Looking around the room, I could see the remnants of last night, scattered messily across the room. Walking slowly forwards, I headed to a piece of black, scrap fabric. I picked it up with one finger and held it out towards Mason, an accusatory glance coming across my features.

Mason shrugged, "I got impatient."

"I liked those," I sighed, throwing them into the pale brown, wicker waste basket by the side of his desk.

"Well, I can't wait to see what you'll buy to replace them," he replied cheekily.

"Well I just won't buy any," I replied, not realizing the implication of my words.

"Oh yeah?" Mason cocked his head to the side, a dangerous, flirtatious smile, lifting up on one side of his face.

"No, no, no," I held my hands up in surrender, "That wasn't what I meant."

"I heard you perfectly clear. No more undies. I think that sounds perfect," He grinned.

I rolled my eyes, matching his flirty banter, "Sure ok," I shrugged, "I'm sure your male pack members will be delighted when they sme-"

I didn't even manage to finish my sentence before Mason grabbed me from behind, eliciting a squeal I didn't know I could possess, and flung me onto the bed so haphazardly I barely realised that he was tugging off the incredibly baggy joggers that I had borrowed.

"Hey, woah, wait!" I cried, pushing my hair out of my face in an effort to see what he was doing.

"I'm going to cover you so completely in my scent that no other male in my pack will dare even look at you," he growled.

I stared into the obsidian, black eyes of the lycan that occupied the same body as my favourite person in the world. I gave him a coy smile, not at all bothered by the display of dominance Mason was trying to portray.

"Hello Mr. Wolf, come out to play have you?" I teased.

"mmm," he groaned, dipping his head into the crease of my neck, taking a deep inhale before nipping the skin.

"Hey, no canines!"

I wrapped my arms around his neck, closing my eyes and falling into another round of bliss.

***

I went around the room, picking up my dirty clothes and putting them into his clothes hamper before looking down at what I was currently wearing; a large shirt of his and some shorts that were far too big. I had to keep tugging them up and tightening the strings on them for them to stay up longer than five minutes.

"I need to go home for clothes that actually fit me," I sighed, giving up and letting the shorts fall to the floor.

Mason laughed, "I'll ask one of the girls to pick up your stuff for you."