Page 46 of Unknowingly Being his Brat

“If it means we can keep eating pizza like this in front of the fire, then I’m all for keeping it,” he declared, placing his pizza back into the box before grabbing my slice and doing the same. I was about to ask what he was doing. But then I found myself tackled onto my back, Darius leaning over me, his hard length rubbing against my rising dick. “We can make a mess of eachother here as much as we like,” he rasped, then claimed my lips, igniting every fiber of my body.

I was a big fan of messes.

I was pacing in my wolf form waiting for Jeremy. It was time we spoke just the two of us and being in my wolf form helped my nerves a little. It truly was like wearing armor that shielded me from showing too much of my emotions.

The days were shorter now and it showed as the darkness slowly took over the cloudless sky. The trees were bare of leaves, a true sign winter was here.

Sitting, in an effort to stop my pacing, I closed my eyes and listened to my surroundings. I missed the sound of chirping birds and the lingering scent of forest animals, but when the snow covered the ground and peace took over, it was mesmerizing. I wouldn’t focus too hard on what was missing for now. It would return.It always did.

Jeremy’s scent reached me as did the sound of crunching leaves. It was time. Opening my eyes, I scanned my surroundings, waiting for Jeremy to come into view and once his red wolf stood before me, I rose.

“Hi,” I greeted, feeling awkward.

“Hey.”

“Do you have a specific place you want us to talk or?”I really wanted us to be far from our pack, not wanting anyone to overhear, especially not Dad.

“Yeah, follow me.”

We ran together, side by side, until a clearing came into view. This was the place Darius picked his flowers each year for his parent’s graves, but I hadn’t been here often myself.

“This is the best place I could think of,”Jeremy said, sitting down where the forest met the clearing.

I sat next to him, watching the brown grass in front of me that held colorful flowers just weeks ago.

“I like it here. Perfect for what we’re about to talk about,”I said, getting right into it.

“Do you still feel guilty?”

“I don’t think that feeling will ever go away, not truly,”I admitted.“Especially with how I kissed Darius, knowing you liked him as more than just a friend.”

It hurt to admit that to his face. I’d hinted at knowing while teasing him, but this was different.

He was silent for a moment beforeasking,“How did you know?”

“That you liked Darius?”

“Yeah.”

“It was pretty obvious. Even Dad knew. I remember him talking about your future one day. He mentioned Darius as if it was already set in stone that the two of you would end up as mates.”

“Really?”

I nodded.

“He never talked to me about it, only that he hoped we would stay friends for life. That what Darius and I had was rare and should be cherished.”

I winced at that.“Not gonna lie, but hearing you speak of my mate like that makes me want to bite you.”

He laughed, the sound weird in his wolf form.“I get it. I still get possessive over Cass whenever Greg and Rowan hug him, even though I know they don’t like him as more than a friend.”

“Wolf instincts,”I agreed.“They suck sometimes.”

“They really do. But back to your guilt over you kissing Darius. You two are fated. I doubt I would be able to control myself enough to alert you if the roles had been reversed.”

If only that was the part I felt guilty over.

“My guilt isn’t because of not telling you, Jer.”I swallowed, hoping the truth wouldn’t break whatever progress we’d made so far.“I kissed Darius because I wanted to hurt you.”