Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
“Madison—” Jack began, but I didn’t pay him any attention. I left the doctor’s office, slamming the door behind me. No way in hell was it going to happen! I might really be a female Were or she might just be crazy but either way, I wasn’t going to let some strange man get me pregnant, I told myself.
I would rather die first.
ELEVEN
I went straight to the bedroom and shut the door as soon as we got home from the doctor’s visit. I didn’t want to talk to Jack about any of this Were business anymore. It all seemed crazy to me—in fact, I would have been able to convince myself it was all complete bullshit if it wasn’t for one thing…
On the front of my pink silk blouse were two large wet spots—my breasts were leaking. They felt heavy and achy too, like they were full. When I unbuttoned my shirt, I saw that the amber nectar was dripping steadily from the tight pink tips of my nipples.
I moaned unhappily—it hurt to have my breasts so full! I wished I could ask Jack to suck the nectar out for me, but I was afraid he would say it was “incest” which seemed ridiculous to me. There was no real blood bond between us—he and my father had just exchanged a few drops of blood back when they were kids. How did that make it wrong for him to breed me?
My pussy was aching too—feeling so empty I could hardly stand it. I thought of the expanding golden rod Dr. Keller had used on me and wished I had something like it. Maybe it would help me feel better if I was all filled up again.
Of course, what I really wanted inside me was my own sweet Daddy Jack’s cock. But I knew for sure that Jack wouldn’t go there. So there was nothing I could do but moan quietly to myself and try to hold back the tears.
After a while, there was a rap on the door and Jack opened the door.
“What do you want?” I asked, my words coming out in a miserable whisper.
“What do you think I want, Princess? To see if you’re okay,” he said.
“Of course I’m not okay—I just found out I’m some kind of mythical monster and my breasts are so full of this damn nectar it hurts!”
“The male you meet tonight at the Open Breeding will help you take care of that,” he said stiffly.
“That’s bullshit! I don’t want any other man to touch me and you know it!” I snapped miserably. “And I don’t believe you want some other man breeding me, either. I might have imprinted on you but I think you’re attached to me too, Jack—don’t lie and say you’re not!”
“Of course I’m attached to you. I love you, baby girl,” he said earnestly. “Love you too much to break the Unbreakable Laws with you.”
I clenched my jaw. The Unbreakable Laws again—what a load of crap!
“Just leave me alone if you’re not going to help me!” I snapped. “Go away and let me be miserable in peace.”
Instead, he came into the room and sat on the bed beside me.
“Try to understand, Princess,” he said in a low voice. “We’ve already done a lot more than we should have. I never would have gone so far with you if I’d known you were actually a Were.”
“So it’s just the Were thing that’s standing in the way?” I demanded, turning over to face him. “Not the age difference or the fact that you used to be my father’s best friend?”
“Well, those things are hard to get over, but they’re not incest,” Jack rumbled. “Which is what we’d be committing if I knotted and bred you, baby girl. I’m sorry, but I can’t go there.”
“Because it’s an Unbreakable Law,” I said dully, copying his words. “Tell me, Jack—what other laws are there in the Pack that you won’t break?”
“The two main ones—Unbreakable ones—are no incest and no breeding in Fur Form,” Jack told me. “I can’t break the first one with you and I wouldn’t be able to break the second, even if I tried.”
“What? How do you mean?” I asked, interested despite myself. “And breeding in ‘Fur Form’—does that mean, uh, fucking a girl when after you’ve turned into a wolf?”
“That’s exactly what it means, Princess.” Jack nodded soberly. “It’s a grave offense—mainly because a male’s, uh, equipment is so much larger in that form. Most females can’t take it, since they don’t have a Fur Form themselves and remain in human form for breeding.”
“But…you said you couldn’t break that one, even if you wanted to?” I asked. “What did you mean by that? Don’t you, uh, turn into a wolf at the full moon?”
It felt slightly crazy to be having this conversation with him, but it was clear he was deadly serious about the whole situation and I had no choice but to believe him.