Shifter Romance: Pursued by Two Alpha Wolves (Paranormal Romance New Adult Shapeshifter Romance Threesome Short Stories Alpha) Read Online Free Page B

back to her camp, and wondered if they had put some kind of spell over her.  She was literally mesmerized by their touches, and she found herself in a highly aroused state.  Oracle placed a hand on Giselle’s leg and rubbed it softly.  Giselle held on to Oracle’s arm, captivated by his protective touch.
    Oracle and Owen both knew that their bodies and minds would be charged for the next season by their experience with Giselle.  She fit the criteria for a lineage survival encounter, and she even gave them extra energy to pass along to their pack mates that were curled up back in their cave.  Owen wanted to explain everything to Giselle, but decided it would be better to simply encourage her to visit them again in the forest.  It was always best for the pack to spend as much time with their female as they could, but Owen knew that Giselle wasn’t alone, and didn’t want to stir up any suspicion among her friends.
    After a few more minutes of gentle kisses and caresses, Giselle told Oracle and Owen that she had to get back to her camp-site.  “I want to see you both again, and I want to be a part of your lineage protection, but I have a student with me, and two of my girlfriends…”Giselle trailed off and sat up, brushing the pine needles off her jacket. 
    “Perhaps we can meet you one more time before you leave the forest,” Owen suggested.  Oracle nodded his head and ran his hands through his dirty blond hair.  Giselle admired them as she sat.  She loved their physique, their mannerisms, and their energy.  To her, this was going to be a memorable adventure that she could, unfortunately, never share with even her closest friends.  Who would believe her?
    Oracle and Owen watched Giselle walk away.  She waved to them both slowly as her shadow moved under the moonlight.  Oracle and Owen both shifted as Giselle grew smaller in the distance.  Owen was a dark gray wolf when he shifted, and his powerful haunches allowed him to leap high upon a boulder to watch Giselle as she made her way back to her camp.  Once there, she climbed into her waiting sleeping back and drifted off to sleep.
    In the morning, Giselle was the first to rise.  She made everyone pancakes and coffee, then cleaned up the debris left from the fire.  Richard woke up next, and he got out from his sleeping bag and watched the sun emerge over the horizon line.  “Wow.  That is really cool,” he said to Giselle, and the two stood in silence until Jasmine popped her head out from her sleeping bag. 
    “You know I had the strangest dream.  Giselle, I had a dream that you were lost in the forest with a bunch of wolves,” she said, rubbing her eyes.
    “That’s odd,” said Giselle.  Carla climbed out of her sleeping bag next.  She sat up and admired the sunrise with everyone else, then made some coffee from her travel pot.  Richard asked Giselle what the plan was for the day.
    “If we time it right, we can be up to the lake by lunch time,” she said.
    “I have never gone swimming in a lake that was this far away.  Are there any scary things in it?” Richard asked.  Giselle looked at him and then laughed. 
    “You know, Richard.  You are one tough looking kid, but boy, looks are deceiving,” she said.  Richard laughed, too.  He knew he was sheltered when it came to outdoor life.  He also knew that this trip would be remembered for years to come, and he was looking forward to telling his mom all about it.
    Giselle, Carla, Jasmine, and Richard finished breakfast and packed up for the last leg of their hike.  They checked the maps one last time, then headed out on the switchbacks and hiked for the next three hours, only stopping for sips of water or for photo opportunities.  When they finally reached the lake, Richard stood in awe at its beauty.  The entire circumference was encircled with trees, and birds sang from various tree-tops. 
    Once everyone was settled, they all put on swim-suits and tiptoed down to the sandy