REJECTED: PREGNANT WITH TRIPLETS AND A SECOND MATE

Lancelot did not know the term 'calm'. Our kiss was too fast, too intense, and the strong scent of wolf was present. Possibly, the best kissing experience I had ever had on a first time with someone. His eyes sparkled and I heard his heartbeat.

"I think we'd better go," he said, pulling away. It was the best decision anyway, because if this continued, it might end in unplanned ways.

As we left the chamber, he said goodbye to the staff. None of them seemed bothered, maybe this was all commonplace. Anyway, they were all wolves, so it would be one less problem, not having to hide your identity. Some wolves had to mate with humans, and that was a punishment. It almost always ended in rejection, and not everyone was given a second chance. Again I felt guilty for getting one, I didn't think I deserved it.

We left Jenjen Village on foot. It was a quiet neighborhood, and when you were a wolf, you felt even less fear of life. We were not afraid of humans.

Lancelot avoided looking me in the eye. "When your children came to the café, they were with four other wolves," he said, looking ahead. "They had no scent."

"That, exactly," I mentioned. I told him about the day of the disappearance and how I hadn't smelled anything. "I had never heard about that," I mentioned. In fact, masking the smell completely was unreal. We could disguise it with other smells and types of camouflage, but not eliminate it.

"Naomi, what do you know about wolves like me? What do you know about average wolves?" he asked me, seriously. The street was almost empty, but there were a few humans chatting around the village. Several businesses were operating as well.

"Not much, actually," I commented. In fact, I didn't know much about them. In fact, it had been a while since I had seen any.

Looking at me, Lancelot said something interesting. "Smell me," he ordered. I looked at him intently, trying not to focus on the image of his naked body minutes before. I had no smell at all. Lancelot had no smell at all. "You're not getting it, are you? We can do this," he said.

"They are like you," I asked. He agreed, and then I smelled him again. "That's why I didn't smell anything. But why didn't my children smell too?". He looked at me and stopped. Curious, I stopped too, looking at him. Then Lancelot took my right hand and squeezed it gently.

"Feel, it is shareable. By touching me, if I want, I can remove your scent. When you are in the majority, you don't need the touch. That's the reason your children don't smell at the time. It was probably the four who kidnapped them. I thought it was strange that they didn't smell, but I had no idea about the kidnapping. I'm sorry," he said. My heart was beating faster.

"You had no way of knowing. Anyway, that was very helpful information, thank you for that," I thanked him. That would be a great help. I had no idea why a rare wolf species would be interested in children. "Well, I have to go. I need to rest for tomorrow…you know," I said goodbye, moving on, having a lot to take in.

"Naomi," he called out to me. I looked back, watching him, standing still. "You saw it, didn't you?" he asked me. We shared the images. Wolves could communicate in different ways. The dumpster. He showed me the dumpster. I turned completely around and walked back to him.

"You're a wolf with transformation issues. Yes, I saw it," I commented. There was no reason to lie, he wasn't trying to hide it himself.

"You had a Mate with Casper, didn't you? I had never had a Mate, in fact, I didn't know it was possible to have one being who I am," he blurted out. "Thank you for being my Luna." He sounded different from before. He was being too sincere, too nice. "Anyway, can I walk with you?" he asked. I nodded.

We walked in silence for most of the way. It was comfortable to be relaxing with him. His pleasant smell was too comforting. The smell of the wolf was surreal.

We arrived at my house. It was ordinary, large, with a second floor. There was a path to the door and a backyard at the end. At the end was a forest, where I had run to look for Jody.

"Naomi," he called to me, as soon as we stopped. "I know this isn't the best time for this, but when you're free, would you like to run with me?" he gave me the invitation. It was common for wolves to run together. The town was big enough to hold forests, and there were many of us. There were many wolves in the city.

"Sure, it would be my pleasure," I accepted, smiling. He smiled too, the same way he had done in the coffee shop. "Would you like to come in?" I asked, but he denied it, said he had something to do. I would like him to come in. Being alone, without the children, was distressing.

"See you later Naomi, it's been a pleasure," he smiled again. I wanted to run up to him and ask him to stay, but I didn't. I watched him walk and went his way; I entered the house.

The darkness of the hallways took over my vision. An empty house, with only memories and keepsakes. Six years of much love, now gone. I sat down on the sofa, prepared to wait for sleep for another day. I closed my eyes, still sitting up, not wanting to lie down. I thought about the children. It had been a full day. I was exhausted. A few minutes later, I heard a strange noise. Attentive, I stood up. I followed the sound. My keenest sense was my sense of smell, but there was no smell. I felt no fear, so I continued to follow the sound.

Finally, I heard a growl behind me, and I was attacked by a black wolf. There was no scent, and it was a medium wolf. Fearless, I fought back, using some of my human strength. Not belonging to a pack didn't make me so weak. The wolf came up again, and I ran, trying to limit the available rooms between us. It was risky to turn in the middle of a confrontation, any move could be fatal. Unfortunately, I was already disadvantaged.

Worried about the advancing attacks and lacking the time and space to transform, I tried to create an advantage. At least on the defensive, I could protect myself. Although I was not that weak, our size differences were large and my human form was fairly fragile, so I needed to think smart.

The wolf was a female and was still attacking me, still without scent. I didn't know its objectives for sure. Suddenly, I heard a not-so-distant howl and within moments, there was another massive wolf in my living room.

"Lancelot," I said, recognizing him. His wolf was already digging its claws into the intruder, making her bleed.