CHAPTER 5 – Anna

“What about cards? We could play UNO or Crazy Eights? Come on, Roman, I am bored!” Roman eyed me warily, “The last time I unlocked your hands you tried to get your fangs in me.” I didn’t blush, shit, everything he said was true. “That was a long time ago! Before you brought in bag-o-blood, I feel better now.” I gave him a brilliant smile that probably had too many teeth in it. He had been acting strange ever since I woke up and told him about my crazy dream. I thought it was hilarious, but he acted horrified. I don’t know why he was so affronted; I tried to tell him that everyone does it, and it was just a dream. But Roman threatened to leave me by myself if I mentioned it again. “Do you swear that you will behave yourself?” I was fairly bouncing up and down on the bed, we well as I could strapped in like a mental patient. “I swear it!” My toothy grin was back, “I will be so good. You will be blown away by how well behaved I can be.” Roman hesitated for a few seconds and then went over to the door. He unlocked it and asked one of the simps to get Luke. “It will be better if there are two of us,” he grumbled as Luke came into the room with a bright smile. “You are looking better!” he grinned out me. “So, what’s the plan?” Roman grumbled something, but I wasn’t paying attention. “Roman said we could play a game,” I blurted out. You would think that it was Christmas or my birthday with how excited I was. Luke raised a brow, “What kind of game involves the two of you needing me?” Roman shot him a glare, and I blinked before bursting out in laughter. “You can’t tease him about sex stuff, Luke. Roman gets way too serious. I don’t know if he could even handle the thought of ménage.” Was I teasing? Absolutely. But I was just so happy that they were going to do something with me. I was on day three or maybe one hundred; I didn’t know for sure. Roman said that for every Lycan the change is different. He also said that there is an element of physical reaction that takes place when you drink from someone else. It was his polite way of saying that my dry humping him to orgasm was natural. And honestly, I was grateful for the knowledge because it kind of weirded me out. “I have no problem with ménage!” the words shot out of Roman’s mouth reminding me that I had just set him up nicely. Luke was doubled over laughing, “Good to know.” I smiled sweetly up at Roman, “It’s so fun we can learn these things about one another.” “You are a menace,” he gritted out. “You are going to break your teeth, or grind them down to bits,” I said in my best hygienist tone. “Have you thought about a night guard?” Roman gaped at me, “I don’t know if you are serious and have lost your fucking mind, or if you are deliberately trying to piss me off. Which would be foolish seeing as how you were the one that wanted to play cards.” I was immediately contrite. He unlocked one wrist and then the other and I breathed a sigh of relief. I tried not to focus too much about his scent how it affected me when he leaned over my body. That was just normal hormones I told myself. “What are we playing?” Luke pulled out a deck of cards from his back pocket. “How about Three’s?” I suggested. “Never heard of it,” Roman grumbled, “War or maybe poker?” “Strip poker?” Luke waggled his eyebrows. I laughed, “Why not? Roman is into ménage.” Roman’s cheeks pinked, “I am leaving.” “No!” I reached out to grab his hand. The only problem was my speed was a lot faster than I was used to and I ended up grabbing his shirt instead and ripping it. Roman looked down at the hole where his delicious abs were peeking out at me. “What do you have against my clothes?” Luke snorted, “You dress like a pretentious fuck.” It was true, Roman might have longer shaggier hair. But his clothes were total prep. I wouldn’t doubt if his t-shirts and boxers weren’t ironed before he put them on. Seeing as how I was still in his clothing. I was thankful that he took such good care of this things. But then, he probably didn’t do any of it. His mother was the Queen of Doom! Okay, so she was the Queen of the pack. Likely he had never done a chore in his life. Luke, on the other hand, wore faded jeans that hugged his ass perfectly and a t-shirt that showed just how fit his arms and abs were. The two of them together were any girl’s wet dream. Usually, I would be stumbling over my words trying to make heads or tails of my conversation. But maybe it was the crazy way we met or the fact that I had already humped Roman. I wasn’t as nervous with them as I was with other guys. We started a game of Three’s, and the guys complained the entire time that I was making the rules up. “Seriously?” Roman wrinkled his handsome brow, “An eight skips the person next to you, but a nine makes it, so they have to lay one down lower. A ten clears the deck, and a three is a mirror card. I think you are making this up; this can’t be a real game.” I grinned at him, “Nope, it’s real. My best friend Rachel’s cousins came from England, and they taught it to us. Of course, they didn’t call it Three’s. They said the real name they couldn’t say in front of their aunt. Who knows what it is really called?” We spent the next twenty minutes coming up with obscene names that could take the plLuke of Three’s. It wasn’t precisely where I wanted to be, but I have to say that I was having fun. Luke poked fun and Roman, and he gave it back to Luke just as hard. I liked the friendship between them. It was so easy and reminded me of Rachel. “What’s wrong?” Roman’s quiet question broke my thoughts. I shook my head, “Just thinking about my best friend, Rachel. When do you think I will be safe enough to go around her again?” Luke looked at Roman and, in his expression, I knew the answer. Never. Suddenly the game and the fun time we were having faded. “Will, I ever get to see my parents?” I asked in a small voice. “Can I explain to them where I am or what happened?” Luke sighed, “I am sorry, Anna. It just isn’t possible.” I nodded woodenly and moved back on the bed. Rolling on my side, I curled up in a ball; I wasn’t crying, I don’t think that I had tears yet. I was so overwhelmed with the finality of it all. Luke left, and Roman surprised me by sitting on the bed. He didn’t say anything. But I felt his hand on my back. And that’s when the tears came.