Arrow Inferno
Chapter 75: Stanley ‘STAN’ Norris vs. Ian ‘WILL’ Williams ~ A walk in the woods!

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Around five p. m. that same day, a man and his wolf walked through the serene Stanton Woods. Although the man remained quiet, there was a contented look on his face. After all, it wasn't every day that a human being got to walk beside a powerfully elegant beast such as his mate. The beast, on the other hand, moved with so much pride and confidence in his graceful gait it was obvious it felt on top of the world.

The two had been walking for about an hour. Upon getting to the big oak tree where they'd begun their walk, both man and beast flopped down in a relaxed mood. The man leaned against the beast and laughed softly when the wolf licked his face.

"Cut it out Captain Biter," Will murmured. "Don't think I've forgotten you took a bite out of my neck."

'Oh, he remembers,' Stan said in a voice dripping with sarcasm inside his wolf. But the wolf remained quiet, its demeanor instantly changing.

"Hey..." Will frowned when he noticed how his proud-looking wolf suddenly had his ears laid back and his head lowered just like a chastised dog. It was a clear sign that the wolf was feeling ashamed or regretful. And when it let out a soft whimper, Will groaned... "Aw come on, I'm not angry at you or anything." He rubbed his face against the wolf as he stroked it under the neck. "Relax."

'Drop the act already,' Stan told his wolf dryly. 'Given the chance, you'd bite him again and we both know it.'

'How about you mind your own business.' The wolf snapped even as he changed his position and snuggled against Will. 'Damn, I've missed him. When are we turning him?'

'When he says he's ready and not a second earlier.' Stan growled.

'Relax, I'm not going to bite him.'

After about forty-five minutes, the wolf got to his feet and stretched, a clear indication that it thought they should head back. It was a little after six p. m. and they were to dine with the other werewolves again that evening.

Will relaxed against the tree and watched in awe as the wolf transformed into Stan. That was the third time he'd watched his mate's transformation. The first had been in his mother's house. That had been shocking and upsetting. The second had been just before they'd gone for their walk in the woods and the current one was the third time. One moment Will was watching Stan on all fours before him, the next instant he was upon his mate, kissing the hell out of him. "Missed me huh?" Stan chuckled when the kiss ended.

"Don't flatter yourself." Will scoffed as he went for Stan's shorts and t-shirt that hanged on the oak tree. "Here." He gave the clothes to Stan. "Care to tell me what brought that on then?" Stan murmured as he dressed up. If he noticed how hard his mate was, he didn't comment on it. "Do I need a reason to kiss you?" Will fell into step beside Stan. "I just found the transformation exciting to watch."

"Did you think that the first time you watched me shift?"

"I was too shocked and confused to appreciate it that time."

"And earlier today?"

"I felt that way but I couldn't possibly French the wolf, could I?" Will smirked, making Stan laugh.

"Nope. But I'll make it a point to shift more in your presence seeing how horny it makes you." Stan drawled. "Your arousal is distracting but damn hot."

"Sorry, can't help it," Will murmured. "Maybe we should talk about something else. So does Sylver appear anywhere he wants whenever he wants?"

Stan laughed. "Worried he can pop in on you doing the nasty?"

"What? No, I hadn't even thought of that." Will chuckled.

"Well, he only came to you because he knew I wasn't with you. His parents have taught him not to burst in on couples. But yes, he can materialize anywhere he wants to." "Wow! So all that he said he could do, he can actually do?"

"If he said he could, then he can. That boy can do more than he even thinks he can do." Stan said with so much pride.

"For a kid, he's very confident and intelligent. How old is he?"

Stan stopped walking. Then he turned to face Will. He didn't want to miss his mate's facial expression at what he was about to reveal. "Two years."

"What?" Will breathed. "That boy looks six."

"I know." Stan grinned and then resumed walking. "When he was two months, he looked seven."

"At this rate, he's going to look hundred when he's twenty," Will muttered.

"According to the warlocks, the growth spurt will stop at some point."

"It had better. Imagine that kid fucking a grown arse woman at age ten." Will said with a look so comical Stan laughed. "The police would have to arrest an innocent lady for...what the fuck!" Will stopped walking and watched the couple having furious sex close to where they walked. "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?"

"Not strange in these woods." Stan chuckled. "They went for a run and then decided to take some stress off."

"Did they run as wolves or humans?" Will couldn't tear his eyes off the couple.

"Wolves." Stan was amused at his mate's reaction.

"I'd understand if they were fucking as wolves. They've shifted to human so why not wait till they get home?"

Stan laughed. "They probably started fucking as wolves and kept right at it even after they shifted. Come on, we're late for dinner."

"That's damn hot." Will breathed. "Don't they care that they can be seen?"

"We're animals, Will. Within the confines of the pack house, we're allowed to act as nature expects once we're not hurting anyone."

"So you can fuck anywhere you want on this land?"

"You could. But you have to also apply your human brains. For instance, there are kids around so you need to know the appropriate time and place to fuck." Stan explained. "These woods is a safe haven especially at this time." "So we could have..."

"Yep."

"So..."

"Jeez Will, you're killing me here." Stan groaned as he adjusted himself in his shorts.

"Why?" he looked flushed.

"I can smell your arousal. Dial it down, soldier."

"Why do I get the feeling you're waiting for something before you get intimate with me?" Will frowned.

"I've been intimate with you, Will."

"You know what I mean."

Stan sighed as the glass doors to the foyer of the mansion opened for them to enter. "I just don't want to fuck up, that's all."

"And by fuck up, you mean..."

"You two are going to be late for dinner." Clara chided when Stan and Will entered.

"We will try and have the quickest shower in the history of showers." Stan chuckled as they headed for the elevator.

"Hey, Clara." Will waved at the smiling redhead.

"Hey, Will." She waved back. "Are you really going to wait till he's eighteen before you teach him how to shoot?"

Will stopped walking and turned around. "He told you too?"

"Oh, he left a voice note on the pack's website." Clara laughed. "Will is going to teach me how to use a gun when I'm eighteen. For those who don't know Will, he's Stan's mate and my friend." She turned amused eyes on Stan. "Yes, the entire pack knows, thanks to Sylver."