Life and Love Lessons Chapter 29 Part 1

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Chapter 29 Part 1

Rex sighed as he wiggled in his seat. A seat his ass had became accustomed to over the last four days. He’d requested getting started learning and his request had been granted. He should have known it would not be simple. Nope. Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas decided it was best for him to learn the werewolf way of life first, then move onto the warlock aspect, before finishing up with the Mixed Breed. That didn’t get his goat. Nope. Not even him assigning Fabin to teach him the proper way a werewolf of this time and age lived bothered him. Nope. It was how hard it was to control his damn wolf while Fabin sat there in a tight pair of jeans that accentuated his nice firm ass and a light blue shirt that brought out his eyes and stretched across his broad shoulders. Lick worthy and very distracting. All I could do was shift and wiggle trying to get my elongated cock to relax a bit. Wasn’t happening.

“Did you get that?”

“Yes.” Your body is hot. No to what you said.

“Then tell me what I said.”

Damn it. Rex sighed and shook his head. “I can’t.”

“What is wrong? You are moving around worse today than you were yesterday.”

What was he supposed to say? He was what was wrong. His hot, sexy body, that Rex wanted to strip down and lick was what was wrong. Yet at the same time . . . Rex knew that shouldn’t happen, but he could not seem to get control of his strong heard wolf.

“How can I gain control of this wayward wolf.”

“Giving you a fit, is he?”

I huffed.

“What’s got him riled up?”

Like he didn’t know. Rex lifted an eyebrow.

“If you don’t tell me then  I can’t decide what method is best to use. Controlling your animal side is a guessing game most of the time. It’s like a toss up. Sort of.” Fabin stretched his long muscular legs out, crossing his ankles. “Lots of the time you just have to give them what they want, or bargin with them. So if you . . .”

Bargin with them. Give them what they want. Well, what his wanted sat right in front of him, but he could not have sex with him. That’s what he wanted. Last time we’d been mere inches from taking things to the floor of my Aspen’s living room floor. Would have if Aspen and Alpha Widows hadn’t stopped us. Aspen then quickly explained what it meant. As pissed off as Rex’s body was, and his wolf, he was glad they had stopped them. Before he mated with anyone he needed a clear understanding of just what that meant for him in the grand scheme of things. That’s another reason he needed his wolf to allow him to pay attention to what Fabin was teaching him.

Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas, had chosen Fabin to teach him about the werewolves to give them time to be together and give Fabin’s wolf a sense of aiding his mate. Turned out that Rex’s feeling of tending to Larry had been natural, not just a reaction to him being weaker than him. Nope. Mates wanted to be the rock for their other half. The one they leaned on. Fabin’s wolf needed to be involved in his learning, or he would feel jibbed.

“. . . Your wolf will tell you the best way to give him what he requires to settle. You just have to listen to him. Open your full sense to him. Try it.”

Okay. We’d worked on opening all the sense the other day. Rex had done it pretty easy, so this should be a snap.

He did a little wiggle in the chair, scooting down, relaxing by stretching his legs out and letting his shoulders drop forward. He tilted his head from side to side until it ceased cracking. Then he took in a deep breath.