Capítulo 8: Pack Scouting & Clapping Red
As the party went under way I can't exactly say anyone was doing a good job of talent scouting. We decided for some unholy reason, that I may or may not have suggested, to throw a glow in the dark theme party. We got a lot of paints and Lydia knew the girls in the art department and they were more than happy to help come over an paint people. I chose to get blue fangs painted on my cheek with claw scratches going down my back and chest with a symbol that looks like Itachi's Mangekyo on my neck. I had all my pack members pain this symbol on their bodies somewhere.
Sometimes unity is very important for a pack. I walked around checking out the different ethnic groups. The LaCrosse players were headed by a soon to be sophomore Jackson, cheer girls headed by Amber, the preps presented by Lydia, the football team captain...well he showed up. I make my way through the dance floor trying to catch a whiff for anything different. Like I said before sometimes having a diverse pack has its benefits.
After around fifteen minutes of mingling I ran into Malia who apparently was doing her job "I found someone. She smells different." Nodding my head I see the coyote turn around eager to show off her catch and it brought a smile to my face. Letting myself be dragged through the room slowly drowning out the music and focusing my senses we reach the girl Malia wanted to talk about.
Taking a deep breathe I catch her scent and I see what Malia meant, this girl smelled too...reptilian? "Oh Malia you're back! Is this that guy you were talking about" the girl did a quick once over me clearly taking in some extra appreciation.
"You know if you take a photo they last longer."
She blinked before beaming into a smile "WHAT A GREAT IDEA! MALIA TAKE MY PHONE!" and over enthusiastically tossed her cell to my coyote and latched onto me ready for a picture. I could only smile as I watched Malia take a second to find the camera before taking a few pictures "These are great! Thanks for the shoot! Oh, I'm Tracy by the way, great party."
She was doing her best to socialize and if it wasn't for her heartbeat going at nearly twice the speed it should, I may have believed her. We spend some more time chatting and after a few drinks everyone is in a fun festive mood to which Tracy got along quite well with Malia and I. Although I'm not adding anyone until the three betas I have now are settled but Tracy is definitely someone worth putting on my list.
However our good time was cut short when Aiden came into the group with zero tact before pulling me away leaving Tracy and Malia by themselves. I figure it must be important so it really was a shock when I followed the twins into a room and saw quite the scene.
Boyd, who had arrived a bit after Lydia, was supporting this scrawny kid who looked like he never had a chance against whatever was in his cup. However it wasn't the projectile vomiting that caught my attention, it was the fading red and white scars all over his bare chest, back, and arms. Turning my attention to Aiden I asked "Whats his name?"
"Isaac, apparently Daddy likes to take his anger out on Jr. So junior has been thinking of running away according to his 3rd cup."
I watched Isaac clean himself up a bit, as Boyd and Ethan gave me a small nod each. Yet what caught my attention most was this guy who was with the group but even though he was right in front of me I could barely smell him or even hear his breathing. It's almost like he wasn't there. He seems to be super sensitive to people's eyes as well because as soon as I looked at him, he turned to meet my eyes. Interesting.
Ignoring the enigma I grab a towel and hand it to Lahey, "Clean yourself up Isaac, as a man even if you feel like crap you gotta keep on your feet." He looked at me with that despondent 'You think i would if I could gaze' and I chuckled at him "Feel free to stay the night to sleep of your Rizz. When you're sober we can talk about it. You too Boyd might as well hang the night."
"Oh and you too....."
"Hm? Me? Oh really! Yea I mean sure, sure. I'm Greenberg the Third butjust call me Greenberg."
"Very well fellas, I can't be gone too long but stick around if ya want." Three more people but it might be some time before I give them a bite. After absorbing them into the pack I'll slow down for a while and reconsolidate my strength.
"Hey there, Oliver right? Haven't seen you all night! Wanna dance?"
Looking at the girl in front of me, I admit she's hot and that she's totally my type and that she's very much coming on to me but women only affect the speed at which I..... oh fuck it.
The music is getting louder as the night goes on, at some point I found myself in my bedroom but with the oddest person.
"Huff...huff...wait...wait...slow down.....fuuuuuuck keep going"
I ignore the redhead currently orgasming on my fingers as her legs kept shaking. No matter what this girl who kept trying to throw herself in the wolves' den, then who am I to deny.
A small hand grabbed my hair before pulling my face closer to hers as she grabbed my lips with her own refusing to let go for even a second. My hands never stopped moving as mine and red's outfits kept disappearing one by one. At some point without much care we were already naked as I had her pinned to the wall supporting only by hands that can't be honest with her soft and firm assets and the inertia of her bouncing on wood.
"Fuck, thats the spot, harder right there, right theeeeere."
I feel her walls tighten around me as if begging for some nut so I naturally will satisfy her. Unloading a thick wall of cream the girl digs her nails into my shoulders while burying her mouth in my neck as she let's out murmurs of satisfaction. We fell back onto the bed to catch out breath for a second before I felt a dishonest hand start playing with fire.
"You know if you keep stroking that I'll make you take responsibility" it was a simple tone but the words were clear. Keep playing around and watch how you end up mine.
"Good because I don't plan on going home tonight anymore anyways."
"Fuck it you asked for it Martin so don't go begging to stop in an hour."
I turned my head to look at her only to find her gone. I turned my head but before I spotted her I felt something warm and moist, meet my favorite family member.
"Damn girl, you gon learn today!"
Ignoring the party that I'm sure Carrie will throw everyone out when necessary, I focus on my own after party in the crib.
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