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[Xander Cage Loup Garou]

Being the pack Eros was sometimes hard, and it did take its toll on you. But it was a pretty important thing to be the Eros, I helped new were's with control, the pack male guide. The Erato of the pack was pretty much the same position as mine except it was for a female. Which helped allot since both of us didn't get too overloaded with helping, not that we minded. We both enjoyed being a pack guide, even though we had rare days off, like today for example. I lay on my back on a rock which was being warmed gloriously by the sun, my eyes covered in special goggles to help protect my eyes. My eyes were white, no irises or colors, just plain white. I was asked by younger pack members if I was blind, but no, that wasn't the case. I could see, my eyes were just very sensitive to the sun, but when night came, I could see perfectly, like an owl. My vision reigned supreme during the night time. When I first came here, Nyta had imbued my goggles with magick so they never broke and kept my eyes protected no matter what. And if I lost them, my amulet would hum and heat up the closer I got to it. Nifty huh?

Stretching my limbs, my hands reached up to rub my head, I had no hair but that was okay, I preferred it that way. Hair just got in your way, besides, me with hair? It would look ridiculous! Trust me on this. Along with my no hair and goggles, I had a few tattoos here and there, a wristwatch, which don't ask, it was habit from my time living among humans. My clothing consisted of a pair of jeans and that was it. A white shirt was strewn over the boulder if I needed it, not that I would. I smiled though, sitting up and swinging my legs over the rock, feeling the wicked warmth shoot through my limbs as I stared around for my mate. Yes, I'm sorry to all those that have a crush on me, I am taken. Imprinted on the most gorgeous Loup Garou ever, I felt lucky to be with her. Funny thing, she was like me in a way, we both never used to live with the clan. Let me expand on that.

When we were both old enough, we left the clan to live in the human world, I being older left before her, we never even met until I formed my own street racing group, being their leader and them I met her. She was a racer, and a damn good one, we locked eyes and knew who one another was and from that moment on, we never parted. When we were being chased by cops, we came back to the clan because we didn't want to deal with it, not to mention, we were framed. The police had said we stole a bunch of high tech gear which was false, the Torredor Street Racers did, so we were framed, my team split up and that was that, I was here and was given the position of Eros after proving myself. Which I understood about that. Yawning slightly, I pulled myself from my thoughts and lay back on the rock, wondering what to do to pass the time.

[Timber Loup Garou]

Sneaking up on Xander wasn't easy, but I'd had practice. Years of it. I climbed stealthily up to where he lay on a large rock, stopping for a moment just to look at him. God damn he was fine! The sun almost dancing over his rippling muscles as he breathed nice and evenly. I licked my lips, standing from my crouch and leapt, pouncing on him. I landed on all fours, though I was in my human form, right above him. He opened his eyes as I smiled down at him. "Hey baby, miss me?" I leaned in for a kiss, his lips warm, like the rest of him, from the sunshine. I rolled off of him and stretched out to lay beside him, my head tilted just enough so that it rested against his shoulder. "I love our days off." I murmured, staring up at the sky. Since we had the same positions within the pack, Erato and Eros, we got the same days off, rare as they were.

I rolled to my side and placed my hand on Xander's chest, idly wandering my fingers over his broad muscles. "Let's do something. I don't care what, but we should get out of here for a while." A devious glint flashed in my eyes as I smirked. "A drive. That's what we need." I sat up, flinging my left leg over so that I was stradling him with both hands on his chest. I leaned down and tucked my face in his neck, breathing in his familiar scent as I planted little kisses leading up to his ear. I bit his ear lobe and pulled it gently. "Find an open road, make it ours as we rack up the mileage. Pedal to the metal, pistons screaming, tires squeeling. 17 seconds in a quarter miles. Topping 210 with no wind resistance as we cruise the highway." I took a deep breath and exhaled. "Kinda like old times, right baby?" If that didn't get him going, I was going to have to start taking off clothes. Not that I minded that either....

[Xander Cage Loup Garou]

The scent in the air, the familiar and sweet scent that wrapped my head into a blissful state had to be only one clan member in the world, only one that had that effect on me and that was Timber, my mate. "You know it." I winked, giving her a quick kiss back, lips warm and tender and tasting like the best damn drug around. Of course, one of the good drugs. I could always get lost in capturing her lips with my own, strong, tender, amazing. I loved kissing her, being with her, side by side, together. Even in the car 'gang' we were together, another girl tried to weasel her way by my side. I rebuked her, and Timber kicked her ass. No one takes me away from Timber, no one. Moving my arm to keep her beside me and steady, I couldn't help but smile. "They are wonderful, just me and you spending time together." The pack knew that sometimes people needed time off, a day or two, just like in the human world. And the days off were rare since we both loved our jobs, we still enjoyed the days off.

"You have that grin, whats on your mind?" Sitting up a little, a slight shiver coursed through my body at her touch, only she was able to touch me in such a way and get that reaction. "Mmmhmmm, that sounds excellent." I breathed slowly, resting my hands on her hips as she was sitting on me, unable to move unless I twisted and turned, which would make her fall, not what I wanted unless we were tussling. "I still have the car in the garage. Brian was taking care of them." Moving my head forward, I breathed in her scent and her scent only, before capturing her lips in a kiss. "Definitely like old times." I murmured into the kiss, adrenaline began pumping through my body at the simple thought. It was what we knew and we were good at, and what we were probably still going to do if we hadn't been framed. Thankfully that was a few years ago so the heat would've died down. At least that was what I was banking on. "You ready baby?" I asked, we would go together, not apart, together.

[Timber Loup Garou]

"Mmmm good ol' Brian." I mumbled between kisses. "I was born ready." I smirked and stood, brushing off my jeans. I reached down and gripped Xander's hand, helping him up. Not that he needed the help in anyway, it was just an excuse to touch him. He knew it as well as I did. The garage was just far enough away from the clan to keep any lookie loos off our tails. Xander trusted Brian, so I did too, and I knew the car would be tip top, like we never left. God, I couldn't wait. I grabbed the discarded shirt of Xanders and handed it over. It wasn't a request for him to put it on. I liked my man shirtless, and if you've seen his bod, you know it's worth more than a cursory glance.

I moved in close, lining my body with his, standing on tip toe to plant another kiss on his lips. "Tag. You're it." I smirked, then bolted down the rocky slope. We weren't as fast in this form, but we could still run forever with some damn good speed. A burst of laughter flew from me as he easily caught up, both of us pouring it on. Trees whipped past as we pushed on through the woods. Pulses jacked up and hearts thundering as we wove through familiar territory, every dip and curve of the paths we knew by heart.

Leaping over a downed tree, I glanced over at Xander, seeing the pure rush of running plain on his face. His eyes shone with it. A lot of dumbshits thought he was blind, because his eyes were entirely white, no pupils whatsoever. That wasn't at all the case. Xander could see perfectly well, though the sunlight was rough without his goggles. And at night, he could see a hell of a lot better than anyone else I knew. I could read those eyes though, like a hand written letter, everything was spelled out for me there. That noone else could read him like that made me feel damn special.

After running straight on for just over an hour, covering the miles to the garage easily without a sign of tiring, we had it in our sights. We slowed our pace, to the point of walking calmly out of the field and across the street. "No five-o, that's a plus." Since the frame job, I was wary in the city. Especially if I saw any pigs. It'd been a couple years, so the heat had cooled off, but neither of us planned on doing time for something we didn't do. I moved closer to Xander as we approached the garage, my hip bumping against him as I smiled up at him. I couldn't wait for a wild ride down an open strip of road.