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Authors: Skye Eagleday

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Bree's Sister: Cuff the Wolves A BBW Supernatural Adult Romance

Bree's
Sister: Cuff the Wolves

A BBW
Supernatural Adult Romance

 

Skye
Eagleday

 

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Bree's
Sister: Cuff the Wolves

Skye
Eagleday

 

Bree

 

I
sipped my caramel mocha and listened to my sister sputter on. The
caramel mocha was really good. Conversation with my sister varied
in quality
?
unfortunately it rarely varied in quantity. Delia
reminded me of the old joke
?
when it comes
to conversation, there are two types of people: those who can talk
on any subject
?
and those who don't need a
subject
. I nodded to
pretend I was listening and cheerfully dipped a chocolate-almond
biscotti into my cup. Perfection.

 

“I
mean, really,

Delia concluded, or more likely, she was having
to take a breath,

you honestly expect me to believe your
new boyfriend is a werewolf? Werewolf, my ass. It sounds like
you've used your chemistry degree to start your own meth lab and
you're sampling your product.

 

I put
my biscotti down and looked her in the eye.

Look at me,
sister dearest. We both wear size
22
. Do I
really
look like I'm doing crystal meth on the
side?

I picked my biscotti back up and punctuated my response
with a satisfying crunch.

And as a matter
of fact, Mikah
is
someone who goes
furry once a month.

 

Delia

 

I will
admit I was unhappy
?
my low-cal drink tasted like shit and
what I really wanted was what Bree was having. I had been on my
current diet for six days and had lost a total of one pound. Bree
did whatever she wanted and remained the same size. I constantly
struggled with my weight, just as our mom did, and I remained the
same size. What the hell was I doing wrong? And I will admit I was
jealous of Bree's new boyfriend. He looked like a fitness model and
apparently his only shortcoming was the fact he was a mythological
creature like a unicorn. I'll admit she had sent me pictures of
them together on Facebook. That meant she really was seeing him, or
she had gotten even better at Photoshop.

 

“So,
where did you meet him
?
a Zoo? A Fantasy and Science-Fiction
Convention? Oh
?
I know
?
he's a graduate
student from Transylvania.

I couldn't resist and grabbed
the other biscotti on her plate and bit into it. Heaven.

 

Bree

 

“As a
matter of fact, his family is originally from Germany, but they've
been here since the American Revolution
?
not as long as
our family (our grandmother is from the Gila River Reservation in
Arizona), but pretty much established for such late-comers. And
he's a software developer. We met during the full moon when he and
his Pack were doing a Run on the Hoh Indian
reservation.

She chewed on the biscotti she had stolen from
me and her eyes told me the only thing she was paying attention to
was the flavor of the almonds and chocolate.

 

 

We
really had met when Mikah's pack was doing their monthly
event
?
I've learned to think about it as the cultural
equivalent of folk-dancing. I thought I was completely alone, and
had been testing out my new vibrator (which I would highly
recommend). Wolves can smell something more than a mile away, and
apparently my pussy packed a lot of power. I mean it smelled fresh
and inviting enough where I first heard a few howls and then found
five wolves in front of my tent. Mikah was the one who put his head
on my lap and then rolled over and
shifted
back to his human form. He provided what we call in
science,

empirical evidence

of lycanthrophy. He's not a
potential alpha, which basically means he only
changes
during the full moon
?
well, to be
specific, he can also
shift
the day
before or the day after the full moon, but he has to really
concentrate.

 

 

Delia

 

I so
wanted to order a caramel mocha and more biscotti.

And
you're telling me this, why?

I could understand her
wanting to brag she had bagged a really hot guy, but if I were
Bree, I definitely would not bring up how they got their kicks out
of her role-playing not so little Red Riding Hood. Oh,
Jeez
?
I wonder if her new boyfriend was a
furry
?
I had seen that
on CSI, which featured a group of people at a convention where they
all dressed up like they were mascots for a sports team. I tried to
remember what the mascot of the Minnesota Timberwolves looked like.
I wasn't buying it. Bree was always really vanilla. I was the one
who knew what I was doing long before whatshername popped
Fifty Shades of Paid
out of her vee-jay like a
ping-pong ball.

 

Bree
broke out in that big smile that I knew from experience meant she
was going to up the ante of good news. Oh, how she loved to make me
suffer. I suppose she was going to tell me Wolfboy was not only
handsome, but rich. Maybe I could order some biscotti to go after
Bree left.

I'm telling you because of this,

she said,
taking a jewelry box out of her purse. She pushed it over to me and
inside was a fucking engagement ring.

 

“Well,
shit fire and save matches!

I said. This was the first
time Bree had surprised me since we were five and visiting Grandma
on the reservation. I never believed anything she told me about
outhouses ever since. I took it out and put it on my own
finger
?
of course it was a perfect fit. We weren't twins. I was
the pretty one, and I was nearly a year younger. But we had always
worn the same size. It would have doubled my wardrobe if I would
ever be caught dead in what she picked out. She spent her high
school years looking like she worked in the library. I moved my
hand, watching the rock glitter. I guess software design paid
pretty well.

Have you--

 

Bree

 

“Have I
told our mom? No. I wanted you to be the first to know. I am very
aware we haven't always gotten along, but you are my sister. Mikah
is out of state at a conference, and we have a reservation at
Canlis when he comes back, so I can introduce him to
mom.

I held out my hand, figuring with her history, Delia
could somehow lose my ring within five minutes. If it got stuck on
her finger I was ready to hack it off and call her Lefty. I took a
deep breath and reminded myself three years of therapy had taught
me my sister had done the best she could with what she had. I
needed to forgive her and move on
?
after I got my
ring back.

 

 

Delia

 

“Congratulations,

I said, keeping the ring on my finger. I
have to admit it looked good on me. Bree would be better suited
with a smaller stone that would match her more
mousy
personality. I was the one who should be wearing something this
size. It made my hand look small. I looked up and saw she had her
hand stretched out, her palm facing upward. I sighed and gave her
back the damned ring.

Tell me more about this whole wolf
stuff.

 

 

Dutch

 

“Back
to the Hoh, huh?

I took another hit from the bong and handed it
to Davis, our Pack Leader. He finished it off and put it on the
desk. I kicked back the last of the Jack Daniels in my glass and
looked at it, hoping he'd get the hint. I should be so
lucky.

 

 

“It's
been convenient. Hard to find a place more isolated. I figure we'll
keep our Runs there for a few more months. I don't want to get too
predictable.

he took another swallow of his drink, but it
was half full. I knew the bottle wasn't coming out until he had
drained his glass, so I just needed to make sure I was around until
then.

You heard about Mikah, right?

He moved the
bong over and put his feet up on his desk.

 

 

“I know
he's off at some conference in California,

I offered. I
liked Mikah, but we weren't all that close. Once he started going
out with Bree, all of us were seeing less of him. I wasn't one of
those who had found her our first time at the Hoh spot, but I had
certainly heard several versions of the story. Some I believed more
than others.

 

 

“He's
proposed to that woman of his,

Davis said, finishing off the
rest of his glass. Hot damn
?
that definitely
meant I'd get round two. Thank you, Mikah, for making an honest
woman out of her so I could get another shot of JD.

That means we need to do something to
celebrate.

 

 

“I
thought she was human,

I said, subtly pushing my
empty glass just a little closer to him.

Not that
there's anything wrong with that. Has she agreed to
convert?

Davis reached into the bottom drawer and pulled out the
bottle of Jack. It was a good day. I held up my glass as he
refilled it and then refreshed himself.

 

 

“She's
considering it. Anyway, I want you to help put something together
for Mikah. Nobody knows strip clubs like you do.

 

 

 

Delia

 

And
that's how I found myself in my rented RV on the Hoh Indian
reservation, my pussy primed with a new bottle of Lavender
Rose's
Good Clean
Love
. I hoped it would
prove to be as good at wolf bait for me as it had been for Bree. I
had also brought a few more toys with me than my sister had thought
to bring. Of course, her idea of fun was a night with the latest
issue of
Scientific
America
. Maybe her new
boyfriend (sorry
?
fiancé
) could
get her to loosen up some. I ate another one of those really awful
tasting Skinny Cow imitation candy bars and wrapped up my
preparations.

 

 

Dutch

 

Martin
passed out my share of the Ecstasy. One of the few disadvantages of
being a wolf was the fact our metabolism was so high, trying to get
a buzz on and keeping it long enough for a bartender to bring the
next round was almost impossible. There was also that delicate line
between finally getting drunk enough to enjoy yourself and then
passing out. Good thing our livers healed just as fast as the rest
our bodies. A few months ago we had discovered a tab or two of
really good X stayed in your system for a couple of hours. It
made
shifting
a real
trip
?
the only drawback was after wolfing out, your senses
were so heightened all you really wanted to do was roll around on
the grass or lick the fur of the closest Pack member. If we kept
this up, we should rename

Run

to

Mellow.

As I was swallowing, it
occurred to me this was a major plus for Davis
?
no one on X
would ever
Challenge
the alpha
and risk harshing the Mellow.

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