4. Radley

After my shift, I take a shower and fall into bed exhausted, but I can't fall asleep.

I keep thinking about the guys from the diner and how familiar they felt, even though I'd never seen them before. I wasn't lying when I said I would remember a group of guys that looked like them. They said they were from here, but I don't see how that's possible. I meant to ask Cecil if he knew them since he's lived here his whole life, but we got busy and then I just wanted to go home.

I roll over and close my eyes, trying to fall asleep but failing. My grandma's words about calling out to the wolves while I was awake filter through my mind, so I concentrate on their prints. I think about how perfect and huge they were. Even the smallest one was bigger than both my feet side by side. I recall the glowing eyes, and I feel that tingle in my arm again, like I did when I touched the prints. Then I'm sucked into the forest, only this time I'm awake and still lying in bed. Instead of fighting it, I let it happen, and I don't feel as scared anymore.

I watch from an outside perspective as someone is running through the forest with two people chasing him. I can't see, so I make my way between the trees, and a shocked gasp escapes when I see the familiar mass of curls. He looks over his shoulder, completely naked, with a huge smile on his face. What the hell is this? I turn to look just in time to see Mason and Nash run past me, also naked.

"You better run faster than that, Baby beta," Nash calls out, and the voice hits me like a ton of bricks. It's the deep, animalistic voice from my dream. His eyes are glowing a bright red, and even though I know I shouldn't be looking at whatever this is, I appreciate his big, strong body. His shoulders and chest are wide, his abs taper down into a mouthwatering deep v-line, and his thick cock is bouncing between two huge thighs. Look away, Radley!

I try to pull myself from this daydream, but my eyes stray to Mason. He's not as broad as Nash but still built strong. Defined pecs, six-pack abs, and an eye-widening long cock. Damn it! I feel like this is something I shouldn't be watching, whether it's real or not, but I can't look away. I follow behind them like a puppet on a string, waiting to see what happens.

Mason starts running faster until he's right on Bryce's heels. Mason snags him around the waist, spins him around, and pushes him to his knees. He doesn't give Bryce a chance to react before he's shoving his cock into his mouth.

"That's it, Little beta. Take your alpha's cock." Oh. My. God. Bryce gags around Mason's length, and I can feel my body heating.

Nash drops to his knees behind Bryce, buries his hand in his hair, and jerks him away from Mason. With a grin, Mason steps back, stroking his cock. Nash roughly shoves Bryce to his chest with his hand in his hair until his cheek is in the dirt. "Are you ready for me, Baby beta?"

"Yes," Bryce answers with a moan when Nash rubs the head of his cock against his asshole. What is this? I've never seen anything like it, and I'm shocked by how turned on I'm getting.

"Your body knows what your alphas need, doesn't it?" Mason asks. He leans down and scoops his jeans up, then hands something to Nash.

Nash squirts it onto his fingers and runs them across Bryce's hole. "Let me get you ready like a good boy." What?

"Fuck," Bryce grunts when Nash slides a finger inside him. I've never been more confused and turned on at the same time.

I move until I'm behind Bryce so I can see and appreciate his smaller body. Although he's fit, he's not quite as muscular as the other two. He has more of a lean, sexy body. I can see his smaller cock flexing between his thighs, and it's no less perfect than the other two.

Nash roughly shoves two more fingers inside of Bryce, and the whimper he makes has Mason groaning. "Fuck him, or I'm going to," he commands. Holy shit.

"Someone fuck me, or I'm going to do it myself," Bryce answers, making Nash brace his hand on Bryce's cheek and push him further into the dirt.

"You aren't in control here," Nash growls, and I shiver. "We are." Nash jerks his fingers free, slicks his cock up, and pushes into Bryce's ass with one firm thrust.

"Oh fuck," Bryce chokes out. Nash grabs his hair again and jerks him to his knees.

"Suck his cock," Nash demands when Mason steps forward. Bryce sucks Mason into his mouth eagerly, and Nash starts fucking him with deep, hard thrusts. "Your ass takes me so good, Baby beta."

Mason hooks his hand on the back of Bryce's neck and pushes his cock into Bryce's mouth. Bryce gags but gathers himself until Mason is easily fucking his throat, and Mason's eyes close in bliss. "Such a needy beta," Mason rasps, and I just know these are the guys from my dreams. There's no denying it now. I just don't know what to do with that information, especially since they seem to be in a relationship together. "You like being so full of cock that you can't breathe."

Bryce braces his hands on Mason's thighs to steady himself for Nash's thrusts. His skin is slapping against Bryce's, and he's grunting each time he bottoms out.

I've never had a reason to wonder if seeing guys have sex would be something that I liked, but I know without a doubt now that it is. Since I'm already this far into this daydream, I decide I might as well take it a step further. I slide my shorts and panties off my legs, slinging them onto the floor. Spreading my legs wide, my hand goes to my wet pussy, and I fuck myself with my fingers. Mason's eyes snap open, and he takes a deep breath like he's sniffing something.

Watching the threesome in front of me, I use my other hand to play with my clit. I can't even find it in myself to feel bad anymore. Three gorgeous guys are letting their desires take over right in front of me.

"Don't make me come," Mason groans. "I want to come in your ass."

"We're going to fill you with our cum," Nash pants. "Is that what you want, Baby beta?"

Bryce moans around Mason, and Nash's thrusts get harder. I start finger fucking myself faster, keeping up with him. I'm already embarrassingly close, but I don't care. "That's it, Nash, fuck his pretty ass."

Nash slams his hips forward five more times and then holds himself as far as he can go. "Bryce," he groans, massaging his ass cheeks as he comes. Nash kisses Bryce's shoulder blade before gently pulling out.

As soon as he's free, Mason pulls his cock from Bryce's mouth, reaches down, and grabs Bryce's arm, jerking him to his feet. He spins him around to face a tree. "Brace your hands." Bryce complies instantly, and Mason rubs lube onto his cock and then works himself inside of him. When he's about halfway, he slams his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt.

"Oh fuck!" Bryce calls out and shoves his hips back for him.

"That's a good boy," Mason says, grabbing Bryce's hips. "Stroke your cock. You come when I do."

"Okay," Bryce agrees, his voice shaky. He reaches between his legs and wraps a hand around himself. It jumps in his hand, and then he's stroking roughly.

Mason starts fucking him, and I watch his ass flex with each thrust. I pull my fingers from my pussy and focus directly on my clit. My moan filters through my room, and I imagine it's one of the guys between my thighs. It's their hands and mouth on me. "Goddamn," Mason grits out. "Your greedy ass wants all of me."

"Yes, Alpha," Bryce breathes. "Give it all to me."

Nash walks around and knocks Bryce's hand away from his cock, replacing it with his own. "Take care of your alpha, and I'll take care of you, Baby beta."

"I'm so close," Bryce whimpers.

"Me too," Mason agrees. I walk as close as I dare and look around Mason's arm, watching his cock enter Bryce's ass. "Beg for my cum."

"Fill me with your cum, please! I want to feel it dripping."

"Shit." Mason slams his hips forward, and his head drops on his shoulders with a groan. He pulls out slightly, and I see his cock jerking with the force of coming. "Little beta."

"Harder, Nash, please," Bryce begs. Nash tightens his fist and starts stroking Bryce's cock almost brutally. "Yes!" Bryce starts coming, and it sprays everywhere. That's all it takes for me. I bite my lip to stifle the sound just in case, for some insane reason, they can hear me. I come so hard that black spots dance in my vision.

My body is sagging onto the bed when Nash slams his lips against Bryce's and kisses him with so much passion that I blush. Mason pulls his cock free and kisses down Bryce's spine. "You're amazing, Bryce," Mason says, pulling him to turn around when Nash pulls back from the kiss. Mason kisses him the same way, then lays his forehead against Bryce's. "Let's run."

Bryce's smile lights up his face. "Okay."

They all separate, and where the three men were standing are now three wolves. The one that was Mason shakes out his black fur and sniffs the air again. The others do the same, and a slight whimper leaves the light-colored one that is Bryce. As if on cue, the wolves take off running, their huge paws thundering on the ground.

Then I hear one word like it's a whisper in the wind.

"Radley."

I sit up fast in bed, only to realize that the sun is streaming through the window. I have no idea when I fell asleep, and the last thing I remember is watching that hot threesome. And then hearing my name. I kick the sheet off, and I'm naked from the waist down, indicating that I really did get myself off to the sight.

It felt too real to be a dream, and there was no way I could have made something like that up in my head. So, what did it mean?

With a groan, I roll from bed, throw my hair in a bun, brush my teeth, and shower. When I'm drying off, I hear someone knocking on the door. I hurriedly get dressed, and when I open the door, Grandma is standing there.

"Hey," I say, giving her a hug. "What are you doing here?" I let her step inside, and she grabs a bag that's sitting by her feet.

"I have something for you." She hands me the heavy bag, and I lead her to my living room. She gets comfortable on the couch, and I sit cross-legged in the chair.

Opening the bag, I notice that it's full of books. I pull them out carefully and realize it's the lore she was talking about. "Why did you bring me these?"

"Because you need to know, Radley. You need to keep an open mind while reading them."

I nod, finally serious about all of this. "I believe you, Grandma." I set the books on my coffee table and sigh. "I think I know who they are."

"What?" Grandma sits forward, eyes focused on me.

"These three guys came into the diner last night, and they felt familiar, but I've never seen them before. Last night after I got home, I started thinking about them like you said and was pulled into a weird daydream, except I was awake." There's no damn way I'm telling my grandma about this dream. She would probably laugh it off that I watched it, but I was kind of embarrassed that I was essentially spying on a very private time. "It was like I was there, but they couldn't see me."

"Oh," Grandma breathes and grabs her chest. "You need to read those books."

"Can't you just tell me?"

Grandma shakes her head. "No. This is how this information has been passed down for generations. Your abilities are stronger than I thought."

I shove my frustrations back down that she just won't tell me because I know this is the way she's always been taught. "Okay."

"Do you know their names?"

"Mason, Nash, and Bryce." Grandma's eyes widen, and I'm even more curious. "What?"

"I've known Mason and Nash since they were kids. I had no idea they were shifters."

"Why haven't I seen them before?"

Grandma sits back on the couch, and her expression is kind of sad. "The story I heard is that Mason's father, Luther, was run out of the town of Light Point when someone accidentally saw him shifting. He had to hide his family away in the forest to protect them. The Lockleys have been around here for a long time. Nash's parents were killed in a car accident when he was six, so Luther took him in to raise as his own."

"Do you know anything about Bryce?"

"Not really. I've just heard the name."

"I need answers, Grandma, but I'm afraid of what I'll find out."

"We're all a little afraid of the unknown, honey. I want you to take the day and read all you can before your shift tonight."

I need to know what happened last night, but something tells me that the books won't provide all the answers.

I need to find the guys.

I didn't have to search hard for the guys because they showed up at the diner that night at the same time. I've already had a weird day because Rebecca gave me the good section and thrust a big wad of cash at me, apologizing for stealing my tips.

After Grandma left, I read as much as I could, and it was like an information overload. I know I need time to process everything that I read, but I still need answers. I walk to their table with more confidence than I feel, but as soon as my eyes land on Bryce's, I feel myself flush.

"Hey. Can I start you off with a drink?"

"Hello, Radley," Bryce says with a grin. "How are you?"

"I'm good. How are you?" I can't help but smile back. He has such an infectious personality.

"I'm great. It seems slower in here tonight."

"Saturdays are always busy." Something hits me from last night, and I lean closer to the table. "Did you guys say something to Rebecca?"

Mason clears his throat, bringing my attention to him. "Why do you ask?"

"Because she gave me a stack of money, and she's been nice."

"We might have mentioned something about it," Nash answers.

"I told you I would handle it." I don't know whether to be honored or offended. They might have noticed that there was no way in hell I'd confront Rebecca.

"We did it for you," Mason says. His tone leaves no room for argument, and I feel my spine stiffen.

"I don't even know you guys. I don't need you getting involved in my personal life."

Mason raises a black brow. "You do know us, though, don't you, Radley?"

"What does that mean?"

"Meet us after work," Mason says. Well, more like demands. "It looks like we might have some things to talk about."

"Please?" Bryce asks, begging with those pretty green eyes. "We just want to talk."

"Radley," Nash rumbles, and I swallow before looking at him. "I promise that you'll be safe with us. We know you're full of questions, and we have answers."

I can feel the pull between us getting stronger, as does my need for answers. There are some things I didn't understand from my reading today, and I'm almost sure that they can explain it to me. But can I trust them? I'm new to whatever this world is now, and they could take advantage of that. I look around at their expectant faces and answer before I can chicken out.

"Okay."