Transition - Alpha's Trouble Maker

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The last school day was finally over and as everyone tried to push through the double doors, I hung back and waited for them to get out. Decker had already informed me that he and Luca would be accompanying Carla and a few other friends to the beach and that he would make sure they were back at the pack before six pm. They would be using Jena’s car, as she had given the keys to Carla and that meant Jena and I would be alone soon enough and that made my heart race slightly. I always looked forward to spending time with Jena and, despite what Decker thought he knew, it was not always just about having sex. Of course, we experimented and enjoyed each other as any young teenage couple would, but we also enjoyed talking about the possibilities of our future. I could sense that Jena was already outside, and I imagined her standing by the black ranger, probably just as eager to spend some time with me as well – or at least, I hoped so. It had been a while since we had been alone together, and I was looking forward to it. I was finally able to exit the building and I made my way to the vehicle and, sure enough, Jena stood there with her arms folded as she watched me hurry toward her.

“Took you long enough,” she commented, and I rolled my eyes as I leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss filled with the promise of what was to come. “Let’s go,” she urged when I pulled away. Without wasting another second, I pushed the button on the remote that unlocked the car and I opened the passenger door for her. Jena climbed in and as soon as she was seated comfortably, I closed the door and ran to the other side to get in. “How many summer assignments do you have?” she asked as I roared the engine to life.

“Four,” I stated as I reversed out of the parking spot. Luckily, many of the students had already left and the traffic was relatively calm as I drove out of the school’s parking lot.

“You are lucky, I have eight summer assignments,” she said with irritation. “I was looking forward to spending time with you…and my wolf,” she whispered the last part, and I nodded. Although Jena and I had not made any plans for this summer, I was intrigued by her words and the silent suggestion of spending more time with me. I knew that it would not be easy, neither one of our parents was easygoing, and leaving the pack’s territory to spend time with each other would be difficult. “My dad mentioned that the transition will make me feel sick…has your father prepared you for any of it?” she asked as I turned onto the long road that would ultimately take us to our spot.

“Yeah, he has,” I said, and Jena reached out and put her hand on my thigh, an action that I knew she was just as eager as I was. “He did mention nausea, disorientation, pain – a lot of pain and hunger,”

“Hunger?”

“Yeah, so…after the first shift, when we are back in our human forms, we will be starving,” I explained, and Jena laughed.

“Well, hopefully, we will be able to burn off all the extra calories,” she said, and I nodded. Jena knew me well enough to know that I was not much of a talker, especially when I was driving, and so we fell into a comfortable silence, and I was glad that she was not like Decker or Luca. Those two hated any type of silence with a passion and that made me wonder how it was that we were friends. After a good hour's drive, we arrived at the lonely cabin, and I pulled up right next to it before turning off the engine. Hopping out, I hurried over to the passenger side and opened the door for her. The cabin had not been easy to acquire but with hard work and savings, I had managed to buy it from the owner a little over six months ago. No one, except Jena, knew about the cabin. Not Decker, not Luca, and not my parents. Jena thought we only came here together, but I often came up here on my own to think, to be by myself and it had become a place I could escape too. The cabin itself was nothing special, the porch was small, although big enough to place two chairs on and watch the sunset or the sunrise. The single door led inside to an open-plan kitchen and sitting room. There was no passage or hallway, just two doors. One that led to a smallish bedroom and the other door led to a full bathroom. It was warm, it was cozy, and it was my little secret. Jena pushed open the door and went inside while I grabbed the two bags I had hidden on the back of the ranger last night. Jena and I were both serious individuals – I suppose that is why we connected with each other so well – and we were always prepared.

“We have an hour,” I said to her. “I am sorry about that but my father…” I let my voice trail off as I knew she would understand. I placed the bags down on the brown sofa and Jena nodded as she opened the first bag. She took out the towels and body wash and winked at me before she headed to the bathroom. While she got the water going, I took out the rolled-up blanket and opened the door that led to the bedroom. I quickly threw the blanket over the bare mattress and took the pillows out of the cupboard and put them on the bed before I made my way into the bathroom. Jena was already in the shower, and I smiled as I watched her outline for a moment.

“Don’t take too long to get in,” she called out, and I smirked at that as I undressed as quickly as I could. Jena had folded up her clothes and they sat neatly on the bathroom counter. I hurriedly folded up my own clothes and placed them next to hers. I slid open the glass door and the steam hit me full force. “When did you put the power on?” she asked as she stepped to the side to make space. I did my best to control my hormones as I answered her question.

“Yesterday morning,” I said. “I wanted to do it this morning, but with the…yeah, I didn’t have the time,” I was going to explain the situation but, once again, it was none of her business. Jena nodded in understanding as she started to pour body wash onto the mesh sponge, and I already knew what was coming. Jena started lathering up my body, washing me with the sponge as I stood there, getting harder and harder by the second. Although we didn’t have a lot of time for foreplay, shower time was my favorite part of our time together. Sex was sex but…this was exciting and filled with passion and lust, a need to pleasure each other in ways that we had learned how to do. As the hot water cascaded over my body, Jena rubbed her hands all over my body to remove any excess soap before she dropped to her knees. I didn’t last long as she worked me with her mouth and when she stood up, I pushed her up against the shower wall and kissed her, tasting myself on her tongue was exhilarating. Jena spread her legs apart as I slipped my hand down and I was not surprised to find her ready. She must have needed this as much as I did, as she, too, didn’t last long and soon her soft moans turned into screams of delight. I hurriedly picked up the mesh sponge and squirted on some of the body wash as it was my turn to wash her body and I did so quickly as I knew that time was running out. After making sure she was completely soap-free, I turned off the tap and picked her up. Stepping out of the shower, I paused long enough for her to grab the towels off the rail before carrying her, bridal style, to the bedroom.

“Time?” she asked as I put her down on the small brown rug that lay in front of the bed. I checked my phone, which I had placed on the side table, and groaned out as I saw how late it was.

“Twenty minutes,” I said. We had wasted too much time in the shower, but Jena simply nodded as she finished drying herself off and climbed onto the bed. I quickly towel dried myself before going back into the sitting room to retrieve the other bag. It was smaller and carried everything we would need, such as condoms, lube, and even a few toys. Not that we had time for any of that and I was frustrated with the stupid curfew my father had given us this morning. Of course, Jena made sure that I was hard enough to slip on the condom before she laid back and spread her legs once again. I took a moment to admire her beauty and vulnerability before I climbed up and situated myself between her legs.  

“Hurry,” she whispered, and I nodded before I positioned myself and pushed in. Jena moaned out at the sudden fullness, but I paid no mind to that as I leaned forward and kissed her. When she squeezed my arm, I knew she was ready, and I started to move. Twenty minutes was nowhere near enough time for us to truly enjoy this moment, but we both did the best we could. I held on for as long as I could and when she finally cried out, I released, breathing out heavily as I pulled out and fell beside her to catch my breath. It was fast, chaotic, and messy, but I felt good as I glanced over at Jena, who was already looking at me with a satisfied smile on her face.

“I am sorry,” I said as I pulled off the condom and got up from the bed. “I promise next time will be better,” I wasn’t even sure if there would be a next time, but I wasn’t going to think about that right now as I hurried to the bathroom to get our clothes. Jena was already up, using the towel to rub off any sweat and giving me a quick kiss when I handed her her clothes. We got dressed in silence, both of us then rushing through the cabin to clean up. Jena headed outside with the bags while I locked up and switched the power off.

“Should we talk about this summer?” Jena asked as I pulled away from the cabin and turned onto the road.

“What about it?” I didn’t want to talk about it, but I knew she did, so I sucked it up and paid attention.

“My birthday is before yours…” she started, and I already knew where she was going with this. “What if my mate is in my pack?”

“We don’t know that yet,” I said.

“No, but if my mate is in my pack…do you want me to let you know…or?”

“No, how about we both agree not to see each other this summer…I mean, it is going to be hard for both of us to get away from the pack anyway…” I said firmly. “We can see each other when school re-opens and we can talk then…how does that sound?”

“Perfect,” Jena smiled before she settled into her seat, and silence fell between us. Although my mind was not silent as I thought about the possibility of losing her and I had yet to say those three little words.