It's been a couple of days since I've marked Tyron, and it's been an absolutely wonderful couple of days...

I've been teaching him aspects of my kind, and his intense curiosity hasn't slowed down in the least. He wants to know everything about what being a vampire is like....and we've had a few good laughs out of debunking the myths and misconceptions about vampires...like how we don't sleep in coffins...or turn into bats. Though I have a couple of goth vampire friends in France who do sleep in coffins...which Ty found amusing.

I've been learning more about his world too, his role and duties as Beta, how the pack is structured, the roles of other pack members...their beliefs and customs...it's all quite fascinating.

Tyron has given me many tours of Red Fangs territory, and I've had quite a lot of fun in seeing his home. He's even shown me a place called Tiny Paws with all the orphan pups, and the large building that's set up for homeschooling some of the pack kids that have difficulty with the public schools nearby...

He's also shown me the nearby public schools too, including Red Wood High School which was where he graduated from...and I've honestly been conflicted since then. I still want to go back to teaching, but I'm not sure whether to do the pack home schooling or teach at the public high school. I've talked about it with Tyron, and he's told me that he would be happy with whatever I decided to do...and that I could even do both if I wanted, the pack has an after school tutoring program and a summer schooling program too...

I'm still mulling it over honestly, but I'm not rushing to a decision...I've got plenty of time to make a decision. I've got bigger things to worry about right now, like my announcement ceremony in which I'm presented as the Beta Female....which comes after Tyron officially marks me.

I'm honestly surprised he hasn't done it yet now that I've marked him, but I suppose he's just trying to be polite about it...and doesn't want to rush me into a decision...as well as the mating process. He's explained that anyone marked by a werewolf will go into heat the first full moon afterwards, and even though only a she wolf's is painful...he didn't want me to feel rushed into mating because of my body's reaction to the mark.

So sweet...and so respectful. He's a true gentleman...but to be honest, if he asked if he could mark me right now...I would say yes.

Speaking of right now, I'm up to my elbows in acrylic paint as I work on my next masterpiece...a reproduction of one of the pictures I took when me and Ty went to the Chincoteague Islands to see the ponies. A particular black stallion had caught my eye, so I wanted to recreate him on canvas.

I smile as Tyron's voice echoes through my thoughts, I honestly love the mind link.

I reply, adding more texture to the stallions mane.

He murmurs, and I roll my eyes.

He chuckles, and he's right.

I ask, and he chuckles again.

I look down at my clothes, which consist of a pair of cut off denim shorts and my old gray, oversized t-shirt covered in paint splatters and smears...what I usually wear when I paint.

He replies to my unspoken question, and my curiosity flares...what exactly does he have planned?

He says excitedly, I can almost see his tail wagging enthusiastically.

I giggle, and I quickly begin to put away my paints and brushes...rinsing out the brushes and the water cup before slipping on my sneakers. I change my hair from being in a ponytail to a bun instead as I grab my keys and phone, shoving them in my pocket as I exit the door and lock it behind me.

I move quickly through the trees, flitting to the pack house to wait for my devious beloved...his plans for this afternoon a mystery to me. I suppose I should've waited though...it will still be a few minutes before he's done with his patrol shift....

After about five minutes of waiting, my ears pick up the sound of heavy footsteps and my nose picks up Ty's sweet scent...and I look up half expecting to see his excited grin...only to jump a bit at the sight of a huge brown wolf with amber eyes, tail wagging happily as he trots towards me...the wolffish equivalent of a grin on his muzzle with his large pink tongue hanging out.

"Tyron?" I say, a bit taken aback by the sight of him...this is the first time I've ever seen him in his wolf form.

He barks in response as he stops in front of me, lowering his head a bit to meet my curious eyes. I reach out to stroke his cheek, revealing in how soft and warm his fur is...and he leans into my touch happily, a soft purr rumbling from his chest as I comb my fingers through the fur of his neck with one hand...and scratch behind his large ears with the other. His chin propped on my shoulder, his rumbling sounds of approval vibrate through my body as I practically hug him.

He's so soft...and warm...

"You're wolf form is so beautiful..." I whisper, noticing how his dark brown fur gradually turns light brown near his belly, and his ears flick towards me as he begins nuzzling against my neck and shoulder...rubbing his scent into me instinctively.

I blink at the different sounding voice that replies through our link, a bit deeper than Tyron's...and as he pulls his head back to look at me I gasp as his once amber eyes are now emerald green...

His wolf...

He rumbles, and I smile at him.

"Likewise Mon Chou...I've been wondering when I'd finally meet you."

He rumbles, and I chuckle at the idea of Tyron being reluctant to share me with his own wolf. I go back to combing through his fur as I admire it, and he softly closes his eyes in content...leaning into my embrace once again.

He purrs, and I chuckle as I work my way down to his shoulders. As reach the spot between his shoulder blades his back arches up, and I smirk a bit at a sudden realization.

"Is that spot itchy?" I ask playfully, and his slight whimper makes me scratch that spot...and I laugh as one of his back legs begins kicking wildly as he pants...leaning even more into me as he starts wobbling.

He moans, and chuckle again as I use both hands to work on the spot.

He purrs, nuzzling his face against the other side of my neck, and I blush a bit.

"Thank you...I'm glad you enjoyed it." I reply as I stop, and he shakes out his fur before licking my face...making me squeal in surprise.

"Oh you-!" I exclaim, interrupted as he licks my other cheek. This man...

I can tell that Ty is back in control now, his eyes back to their beautiful amber color.

"And what exactly do you have planned Mon Chou?" I ask, and I hear him chuckle through the link.

He answers as he lowers himself to the ground, and I hesitantly climb on his back...my legs straddling him as I wrap my arms around his neck. He slowly stands back up, making sure I'm balanced.

He chuckles before he suddenly takes off through the trees, and I cling to him tightly as the wind whips by my face...and after the initial shock, I find myself laughing giddily...this is even better than when I run at full vampire speed.

After a few minutes of running through the woods, we slow down to a stop at an open clearing...and I stare in confusion as I take in whats in it.

Multiple large trucks and a whole lot of muddy ground and mud puddles.

"Tyron, what is this?" I ask, and he chuckles internally.

Who knew driving around in the mud could be so much fun?

Me, Tyron and a few other pack members drove around in the mud, splashing each other and occasionally getting stuck. We had competitions on who could make the biggest splashes, races, and even who could get their vehicle the dirtiest in a certain amount of time...it was a whole lot of messy fun, especially when Tyron's truck got stuck and he had to get out a push...and I may have taken advantage of being in the driver seat to spray him with mud....

I wasn't laughing long though, cause he quickly started chasing me with mud covered hands...and everything else. After he finally caught me we pretty much got into a mud fight, him smearing it all over my face and arms...and after we started throwing it it got my hair, on my legs....and soaked into my clothes...

He was right, we definitely got messy...but my goddess it was totally worth it. I hope we do it again, not today of course...but definitely soon.

On our way back home though, I made it very clear that we were not tracking all this mud into our newly redecorated house...and he agreed, and surprised me by grabbing the garden hose outside the pack house and spraying me with it...which started a water war that lasted long after we sprayed all the mud off of each other. We finally quit after a while though, Luna Katrina yelling at us to stop wasting all the water before throwing a couple of dry towels at us to dry off with, looking at us like she would her kids.

After we dry off some we race back to the house, my towel wrapped around my hair while his hangs around his neck, his chest bare while his wet, muddy shorts cling to him a little tightly as he chases after me.

"Gotcha!" He exclaims as he grabs me from behind, and I squeal as he lifts me up off of the ground and spins me in circles before setting me back down to press kisses on my neck...both of us panting and giggling. After a second though, he stops...his body rigid as he raises his head and inhales deeply, a growl bubbling in his chest.

"What's wrong Ty?" I ask, and his eyes lock on the front porch of our house.

"We have a visitor..." He grumbles, and I follow his gaze...and gasp. The visitors eyes meet mine, filled with equal shock and confusion.

"Jacques...."