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I ran a hand through my hair and cut off all eye contact with them because the more they stared at me, like predators did with their prey, the hotter my body became. This secret wasn’t just anything …
This secret involved these four wolves in front of me.
“Come on,” Darius said impatiently. “It can’t bethatbad.”
“Okay, okay,” I started, taking a deep breath and lowering my voice to a mere whisper. “I have a diary with all my sexual fantasies written within the pages.”
My four werewolf best friends watched me intensely from the middle of the pack house’s living room. I nervously rubbed my sweaty palms together and stared at the wooden floorboards. This wasn’t how I had imagined our reunion.
I hadn’t seen these guys for four years, since after high school. Now that I was back in Durnbone, we thought we’d play the infamous Truth or Dare game, which had led to so many stolen kisses four years ago.
Oh, how I should’ve known they’d want me to reveal my deepest, darkest secrets this time around.
“It’s filled with unspeakable acts, fantasies that I haven’t told anyone about, not even my incubus ex-boyfriend,” I continued, not daring to look up at the guys. Nerves fluttered in my stomach, my cheeks flaming red. “Every time I have a new fantasy, I write it down.”
“Where do you hide it?” Calder asked.
“Under my pillow,” I whispered.
Calder looked at Thayer, who then stood. “Go get it,” Calder said to him.
My eyes widened slightly, and I went to stand, but Gaian caught my wrist and tugged me back onto the living room floor. I sucked in a deep breath, knowing this Truth or Dare game might’ve been all innocent four years ago, but we were maturer now.
And I could already feel the tension in the air.
They wanted to know what kind of fantasies I had. I just wasn’t sure if they were ready to learn that all those dreams were about them, that these past four years had been filled with nothing but thoughts of what I’d let this pack do to me if I ever saw them again.
It was so wrong. So dirty.
A couple of moments later, Thayer emerged from the other room with my diary in his hand. He tossed it into my lap, then took his seat beside me. I gripped it against my chest, eyeing my Midnight Moon brew that they had given me earlier, and wondered if I should down it all now.
“Flip to your favorite one and read it to us,” Darius said.
“That wasn’t part of the truth,” I said.
“I don’t care,” Calder said. “Read us your favorite.”
“You guys are going to be the fucking death of me,” I said between gritted teeth, my heart pounding.
I really didn’t want to do this, but that drink was really getting to me. I had already finished one entire glass after I put my belongings away.
I sucked in a deep breath and stared at the leather journal in my lap, my fingers wrapped around its thick spine. This wasn’t how I had expected my first night back to go. After taking another sip of my drink, I opened to the first page and stared at the stupid Table of Contents that I had made.
What a waste of time.
I knew exactly what page I needed to flip to. I had read it multiple times a week and touched myself to it, unable to stop myself from imagining the darkest of fantasies finally coming to life one day.
“Favorite. Page.” Calder’s voice was stern this time, his alpha tone slowly appearing.
“Fuck it,” I whispered to myself, flipping to page fourteen. “Don’t judge me for this. Please.”
The guys all watched me carefully, all ears and eyes on me.
“Entry number fourteen: I want masked men to use my holes for their pleasure.” I stared down at the leather-bound journal in my hands and swallowed hard. My heart pounded inside my chest as I felt the four intense stares from my best friends around me, the mere tension rising in the room by the second. “I want to be their little fucktoy—slapped, degraded, and choked until I’m begging for air.”
I rested a hand over my throat, feeling my pulse race underneath it. This might’ve been my fourteenth journal entry, but that was only because I hadn’t had the courage before this one to write down something this intense. I’d had this fantasy four years ago, before my dad dragged me away from this town, but I hadn’t written it down until much, much later.
And these masked men that I spoke about were my best friends.
