Page 12 of Big Bad Wolf: B.B.W

I felt them the moment Orion pulled onto the reservation. I didn’t need to see them. There were wolves here. I shifted into my beast for the first time when I was fourteen years old. Both of my parents had beasts unbeknownst to me, until I was introduced to my wolf.

My parents, Chogan and Mary, had Native American blood, but also African American.

My father was born and raised on the reservation.

The thing about this particular reservation was that it didn’t belong to just one tribe.

It was a smorgasbord of individuals that were from various tribes.

With that being said, there was a wolf pack there.

My mother, on the other hand, was not raised on the reservation because her father, who was Native American, had an affair with her mother, who was African American.

Her father wanted nothing to do with her.

It wasn’t until her mother died when my mother was twelve that he stepped in.

She wasn’t treated well because she was the child of the mistress.

Her father’s wife made sure my mama knew she was the child of a whore.

My parents met and became friends when she was fourteen.

By the time they became friends, my father had already been introduced to his beast. There was no reason to think that my mama would have a beast, but bam!

When she was eighteen, she shifted. After that, my mama was her father’s favorite child because none of his other children possessed a beast like he did.

That only further infuriated my grandfather’s wife.

She gave an ultimatum that it was his family, or my mother, and my grandfather boldly picked my mother.

After my parents married, they moved from the reservation but stayed close.

Later in their marriage, they were told that she would never have children.

They went through their entire marriage without children, and then when my mother was forty-six, she popped up pregnant.

I was a blessing to them, but in the same breath, they were ready to retire and live their lives.

They didn’t know much about raising a baby in their late forties.

My parents were hard on me, but I loved them. We just bumped heads more than I liked. When my beast introduced herself, my parents and I formed a pack that still remained. I just kept my mind door closed.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked with a giggle. “It’s your turn, then we can put me in a bath. All my muscles hurt.”

There was a major benefit to shifting often.

It didn’t hurt as badly when you did. I hadn’t shifted for years, so the pain in my body right now was nothing to play with.

I couldn’t believe that Orion had a beast. On top of that, it was a fucking centaur.

As crazy as it sounded, I thought they were made up beasts for the sake of fantasy stories.

People may have thought the same when it came to people who shifted into wolves.

There was something sexy and alluring about us introducing each other to our beast. It made me want him more than I thought I would.

It felt good knowing I wasn’t the only one that had a beastly secret.

Had this not happened, I probably would have kept the secret until I ended up pregnant.

There was no guarantee that our child wouldn’t have a beast. Also, women with beasts weren’t always pregnant for nine months. He would have to know by then.

“Don’t look at me like that, because I will fuck you right here.” His voice was low and sexy.

This man was something else, and it was that fact that let me know his beast would be too.

I stood on my tiptoes so I could get a kiss. “Can I see your beast now? I feel like you’re stalling.”

“Alright, I got you. Now, my beast is very tall. I just want to forewarn you. I don’t want you to be startled,” he said.

I gawked at him sideways. “Sir, your human ass is tall. I don’t think I’ll be that alarmed. Now, show me that horseman!”

He pecked my lips then backed up. When he took off his bathrobe, I bit my bottom lip at the sight of his big dick.

I wonder how big his dick is in his beast. Seconds later, a half-man, half-horse stood in front of me.

Okay, I was alarmed. Orion was already well over six feet tall, but his beast had to be well over seven feet.

“Wait. You only have two legs when horses have four,” I said puzzled.

He explained about a rare gene that his family possessed that made it possible for him to be a two-legged horse and that he could shift at will unlike four-legged centaurs and centaurides. He told me that population only shifted to their human form when they went into heat and it was time to mate.

My head bucked back. “Wait. Y’all don’t fuck in your beast form? Even wolves fuck in their beast, Orion.”

“Yes. We fuck our own kind in our beast form. When they, or I, am in our human form, we can fuck other humans,” he told me. He chuckled between his answers.

I ducked my head down and to the side. My eyes squinted tightly in search of something. I went down to a squat.

“Ellie, what are you doing?” Orion took a step back. His eyes were filled with confusion.

From my squatted position, I looked up at him. “I want to see your dick. Is it bigger than your human dick?”

When he realized that I really wanted an answer, laughter erupted from him.

“Elodie, are you fucking serious? Did you just fucking say you want to see my dick? I didn’t ask to see your wolf pussy.”

“I mean, if you want me to shift and lay on my back to open my legs, I will.” I shrugged because it was nothing but a thing. “I’m just saying, Orion. I know where the dick is on a four-legged horse. Where the fuck is that big muthafucka hiding?”

The bottom part of his body was extremely hairy. Horses weren’t as hairy as centaurs. It almost gave satyr. Orion rolled his eyes before he dug into his fur and pulled out a long, thick horse dick—it was mammoth.

“I can’t believe you got me out here showing you my fucking dick, Elodie.”

My mouth was agape at the size of it.

“Is that soft?”

When he nodded, my nostrils enlarged.

“Boy, you can go straight to hell. Yeah, that shit is only for those centauride bitches.” I waved him off. “Shift back so you can run my fucking bath.”

I left his ass right out there with his billy club ass dick. The man I loved was a horseman. My feet stopped in their place. Wait, I love Orion. I wasn’t sure when it happened, but it did. For now, I would keep it to myself.

When Orion came upstairs, we bathed together, then fucked for hours. There was a bond that we now had that I felt couldn’t be broken. I wasn’t sure what the gods had up their sleeves, but it was clear that they were rolling those sleeves up.

Brunch with the Girls . . .

“I cannot believe you have a beast! What tribe are you from, if you don’t mind me asking?” Elsbeth asked with a warm, wide smile.

Elsbeth and Makayla were shocked to say the least when I told them that I had a wolf beast. After the shock wore off, excitement came to the top.

Although the two of them were not wolves, they had seen all of the wolves in the pack.

I was told about their wedding and the misfortune of Elsbeth’s father-in-law’s death. My entire heart would be crushed.

“My father is Quileute, and I’m not honestly sure what tribe my mother is from because she was the product of an affair.

My mother is African American, and her father was Native American, but her father didn’t really claim her until her mother died when she was twelve.

That was only by force, but when she shifted into her beast, he was in love with her. She rejected him then,” I told them.

Jorie huffed. “I’m sorry that happened to her. Your father being Quileute explains his beast. Your mother could be from a few tribes since you said she had a beast too. Are you close with your parents?”

I took a sip of my strawberry margarita. “I love my parents, and I know they love me, but I can’t say that we are close. My parents are older in age, so they are big on the whole lineage thing. If you left it up to them, I would have stayed in Sedona, married my ex, and had babies.”

Makayla’s fork stopped midair. “Ex? What ex? Why didn’t you marry him?”

“Girl, I was with Dyami from like fifteen until I left for college when I was eighteen.” I scoffed at the thought of marrying him. “I was not going to marry anyone at eighteen. Even if I did, it wouldn’t have been his ass,” I said with finality.

Thinking about that boy gave me the creeps.

He was in the pack that was on the reservation.

When my parents married, they segregated from the pack to make their own.

When my beast came, I automatically joined their pack of two.

Dyami’s father was the pack leader at the time, and for some reason, he wanted his son to date me.

He came to my father and told him as much, so next thing I knew, Dyami and I were going on a chaperoned date.

I wasn’t sure what was so special about me when there were plenty of girls in their pack that would be honored to be his mate.

“Was he abusive or something?” Makayla asked. She sat back in her seat. “Now, I don’t have a beast, but I have a gun named beast. That muthafucka sings too. She’ll take a wolf the fuck down.”

We all laughed because her ass was serious as hell. From the campfire gathering, I knew that she was the unhinged one when it came down to it.

“No, he wasn’t abusive. I’m not the type of woman that you abuse. Well, at least physically. In hindsight, he may have been emotionally and verbally abusive. He cheated a lot because I wasn’t fucking, and he talked out the side of his neck often.