Daimen...
Daimen noticed during their stretches before the game that the rest of the team was avoiding him or straight up ignoring him. He didn't mind, he spent most of his life in England with his mom at a military academy, he was use to being alone. He just wished he could taper his scent. His body had decided that moving to a new school for his senior year was the perfect time to start the haze. He wasn't the only wolf feeling it either. Almost every time he was alone a she-wolf made her move trying her hardest to fuck fresh-English-wolf. It had taken everything inside him not to surcome to their teases. Each time he thought he'd let himself smash the beautiful brown girl popped into his head. His brother hadn't been any help, especially since he refused to give him a name. He had smelled her scent when they first met but her friend had intervened. It was like roses, vanilla, and lavender. As Daimen walked on the side lines of the field he took his surroundings in, finding her easily on the opposite side. She's hard to miss wearing a gold bunny suit. As he took his seat he heard some random dude start yelling and could see and hear the band director respond. After a few moments, he got on a podium and blew his whistle a couple of times. He saw a flash of gold and the whipping of a electric blue afro and was instantly mesmerized. Daimen had never seen someone move like that. He knew girls were naturally more flexible but the way she moved was sexy and magnetic and she knew it. He watched as she finished her dance and posed slowly but surely making eye-contact with him. Daimen had always believed that everyone would slowly find their place in the world, but she had already found her's. He didn't realize his mouth was open until he heard someone shouting,
"Close your mouth. Those bunnies belong to me!!!!!!" Daimen shakes his head annoyed but he knew it was apart of the show. Between running plays and scoring most of the points this game he was watching the dances. So much so that his own brother had tackled him on the field.
"Daniel! What the living fuck?!" He smiled through his helmet and walked away even though he'd been flagged twice. Coach pulled him off the field as Daimen walked away. He could hear his little brother cussing at coach and knew he would be benched for the rest of the game. After, second quarter the half-time show had begun. He waited patiently curious about what the dance troupe would do next. After watching what he assumed was some really popular girl at the public high school trash the national anthem and publicly flirt with both teams. He had had enough. The cheerleaders from his school wore their colors: Blood red, Emerald Green and White; Power, Royalty & Loyalty. The colors were beautiful but the hearts and souls of the people wearing them were not. Sonet's Prep is a school full of the city's wealthiest brats. Not one of them deserve to be there, but after Dr. Sonet Senior died and his son Dr. Sonet jr. retired the new headmaster can be bought quite easily. Daimen sighed with relief when his team's "cheerleaders," finally got off the field. There's a reason why the school doesn't allow parties and they're the perfect example why. And then he saw her.... The brown skin girl--she still had a bunny tail and ears but now her and her team were wearing school colors and they shashayed and swayed on to the field. Daimen had noticed the cameraman before but didn't bother looking at the mega screen, fearing a HD version of what he was seeing would scar him for life, But he wanted to see her. The camera man got a close up and he remembered why he needed to know her name. Her high cheekbones with dimples and button nose made her look innocent and young, but those almond shaped eyes and strong brow said she was mentally older than everyone her age and a hell of a lot stronger. He needed to know her name, so he could start making steps to making her his. Daimen watched as she shut the world off and just danced. He could feel her passion and her love for her school. As her performance ended the crowd erupted on both sides in a standing ovation. Daimen watched as she and all her loved ones celebrated on a beyond perfect performance. But she suddenly went still, her eyes were closed and it looked as though she was following her nose. Daimen realized then that she might be like him. She stopped maybe three feet from him and his nose wrinkled as it was burned with that sweet scent of her's.
"She's in heat." Daniel said beside him suddenly eyes closed also following his nose. Daimen watched her nose wrinkle and then she started collapsing.
"Mychael!" Daimen could hear the man from earlier as he caught her. "Is she breathing?"
"I think so, why was she over here?"
"I'm not sure..." Daimen braces himself and lifts her up against his chest. She's lighter than he thought, is that muscle?
"Mychael, can you hear me?" That's her name. Cool. "Why were you following your nose in public? You know I have to tell your mother, right?" Daimen's eyes narrowed...interesting. Daimen's team's medics began attending Mychael and after about 10 min she could move and respond.
"To Litmo who can lecture an unconscious person and to the person who caught me I want to hug you." Daimen chuckled, he was enjoying having her in his arms. Enjoying her scent that was slowly becoming more and more intoxicating.
"I'm guessing you don't have feeling in your lower body just yet," his lips grazed her ear and he growled noticing the shiver that ran down her beautiful back. She turns and meets his eyes, and it takes everything in him not to get a erection
So motherfucking sexy.
"Hahaha, I'm Daimen--Daniel's older brother. Would you like a hug now or later?" He noticed a rise in her temperature as well as see her chocolate cheeks becoming more and more rosy by the second. On pure adrenaline, she tried to hop out of his lap. "Wow, little bunny. I wasn't trying to scare you," he chuckled. Oh, yeah definitely muscle...ow. Blushing, she stared at the ground. He laughs some more, "You're adorable." And then he smells it again and it's extremely strong...someone's in heat and Daimen knew She was sitting on his lap.
Mychael, The Bunny...
I find my mother in the crowd and her eyes are locked with mine. She smells him, too. I look around and almost all the she-wolves in the area are trying not to kill each other let alone me...a bunny. Damn it,damn it,damn it! I have to get off his lap. If he realizes I'm a 'were', he'll try to come on to me.
"Please, let go of me." He huffs,
"I don't want to."
"You know we just meant today and I'm in your lap..."
"Ah, understood. By the way, what's your name?"
"You can just call me Bunny." He lets me slowly crawl off his lap. I can feel his eyes on my ass. Embarrassed, I promptly sit down and he tries to hide a smile by getting up. Please, go away pretty one. Suddenly, he goes stiff and turns around to face me. The flash of red tells me that he's an alpha, but the look of absolute hunger on his face tells me he smells me. I've be ovulating for about three days but I've learned to control my scent. I gulp and he takes a step towards me. Suddenly, Litmo intervenes and my mom is helping to me stand up. He blinks and red stays this time. He's about to shift.
"Daimen! Is she okay? Are you okay...brother?" Daniel hurriedly stands in front of his brother holding him back and keeping his attention. They both watch as my mother and Litmo carry me away.
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