Patient Mates(3)

Kira was too tired to think straight, the idea of an emergency just didn’t spring to mind. Things just didn’t seem to happen in Charming, Virginia.

The town used to be called Devil’s Knot, but after the Alpha visited his sister in her pack in Charming, Texas he was inspired to rename the town. His thinking was that Devil’s Knot was kind of off-putting to human tourists. Kira would argue that the fact that the town was made up of 90% supernatural creatures did that alone, but still...

The town council fought him at first, but not for long when he went all dominant Alpha on them. Rather than think up something new and unique the Alpha had just renamed the town Charming.

Kira had come to Charming (formerly Devil’s Knot) about two and a half years ago. She’d grown up in a large wolf pack in New Mexico. Kira like her father and twin sister Lilah was a grey wolf shifter. Her mother and her two younger sisters were all witches.

Just over two and a half years ago Lilah had met and fell in love with Joseph the vacationing son of the Charming pack’s Alpha, Joseph Sr. Lilah had been besotted to say the least. Within the space of two weeks they were engaged and Lilah was moving to Charming.

Their parents hadn’t been thrilled but Lilah was 21 years old, they couldn’t stop her and so had chosen to accept it. Lilah had begged Kira to come with her. Kira was between jobs, didn’t have a boyfriend, still lived at home and ultimately didn’t want to be apart from her twin sister. They’d been inseparable since birth. Kira figured she could always come back home if it didn’t work out. Although sad at losing two daughters her parents were pleased that the twins would have each other.

On arriving in Charming Kira herself had fallen in love too, with a shy young man called Airis. He ran an occult bookstore. She went in to find a gift for her mother, an avid reader on anything occult. He’d been instantly smitten with her, and something about the pale skinny witch had appealed to her. He’d been too shy to ask her out so she had asked him.

They took things slow however. Airis was a virgin, something Kira found infinitely endearing having grown up around horny wolves who would try to hump your leg if you weren’t looking. Kira herself had only been with one man. When she turned 19 she had been overwhelmed by the sudden urge to mate and breed, impulses that lay dormant in wolf shifters until that age. Although that wasn’t to say that wolf shifters didn’t enjoy sex before that age. On the full moon she had allowed herself to be seduced by one of the pack hound dogs, every pack had one or two males who were determined to work their way round every available female.

So in a moment of weakness she had given in to five minutes of unsatisfying lust. She’d been less than thrilled with his performance; he didn’t seem bothered in the least that she hadn’t reached her pleasure. After that she’d vowed to only be with a man she cared about, and slowly Airis had become that man.

But it was not to be.

After they had been dating a while Airis disappeared without a trace. A few days later his body was discovered. Murdered. Kira had been beside herself. The local Sheriff was next to useless; he seemed to think that as a witch Airis had it coming. Furious, Kira had taken it upon herself to find out what happened to him.

Her sister Lilah had begged her not to but Kira left town trying to track down Airis’ killer. After just over two years had passed Kira finally came face to face with the witch who murdered Airis. She lived in a town in northern Virginia called Rose. She had already killed another in Rose and was threatening the life of the mate of the resident wolf pack’s Beta. Together with the pack they had put the witch down.

After two years of mourning Kira had finally laid Airis to rest. As thanks for her help in saving the Beta’s mate the Alpha told her she was welcome to join his pack. She had been tempted; there was something about his pack that comforted her. When she thought of returning to Charming she became anxious, but Rose already felt like home for some reason. But she knew she had to return, for Lilah’s sake at least.

Kira raked her fingers through her tight corkscrew curls. Like her three siblings she had inherited her father’s mocha toned skin, but out of the four of them only she had their mother’s dark blonde hair. She loved it really, although it kind of got annoying when people stopped her in the street to tell her how wonderful her dye job looked. All natural baby.

She had her qualms about the rest of her body, her thighs were a tad too large for her liking, her waist a bit too thick, her breasts could have been bigger, and her lips could have been fuller... The list could go on. But damn she did love her hair.

Not to make too much out of it or anything but she has been mistaken for Beyoncé. Okay it was by Japanese tourists, who’d only ever seen her on the TV, and they did also mistake her mother for Jane Seymour but still... she happily gave them autographs. Although they were somewhat surprised that Beyoncé and Jane Seymour were out shopping together in New Mexico.