So I had gone to the trouble of finding out where my little sugar snap lives and I went there, wanting to take her out, romance her, be nice to her ... and then take her home and well take her hard again and again. She has become an obsession for me and I need to have her.
But getting there I heard them through an open window, they were talking ... weird talk ... about an auction ... about her getting sold and about mates and packs.
I am a curious person, a man who thirst for knowledge, that is how I have managed to bring my fathers run down fur empire back on track and made an insane amount of money, so all this piqued my interest… Also I want to know everything about my little honey pie.
To find out what is going on I put a bug on their car and have followed them here, where I watch my little sugar cake change into a wolf, but not just a wolf... a wolf with the most ama
*Therian* I am howling out my pain, raking my fingers through my hair and down over my chest in despair, trying to contain the immense pain. My mate has been taken from me and the wolf inside me is going insane with grief, wanting to break out and run amok… He, well me too, to be honest, wants to kill her Alpha for selling her … and we want to find that nasty Mr Evill and rip him to shreds... we want to save my mate. “I am sorry son, I tried my best, I really did”. My father looks upset. “Maybe ... someone else will come along ... another mate, a second chance mate”. “No.. “. I growl, as I whip around to face him. “She is mine ... I do not care that he bought her. I need to go get her, save her and bring her back”. My father shakes his head in despair. “You can’t just do that son ... not only would it give us problems with her pack, and the ot
*Therian*When I finally spot the car I know I need to stop it and stop it fast, before it’s too late ... I can’t let him defile my beloved mate. I know it might seem old fashioned ... but the wolf in us has a very good nose and the smell of another male and his ... fruitful juices in our mate … in her intimates … makes it almost impossible to be near her as we can smell it to clearly and it angers the beast.I can’t stand the thought of this … creep … this human touching her, of him spewing his essence into her. And I know she doesn’t want it either… she can’t want it.Not knowing what else to do, I make a shortcut where the car has to go around the bend, giving me time to get ahead of it, if just slightly … and without any thought for my own safety, I throw myself in front of the car, trying to look as scary as possible, growling like a maniac
*Catwulf*I breathe in deeply, the room has a faint scent of the forest after a rainstorm and logs burning on the fire, with a hint of something spicy I can’t fully place. The scent wrapping itself around me, invading my senses.My eyes blink open and I try to remember where I am, and what happened. My head is kinda feeling like it is filled with cotton candy.Then a deep warm voice sounds. “Good morning my love”.“Oh ... morning”. I look up at him, and it all comes flooding back, the action, my handsome mate, Being bought by Mr. Evill, him trying too … Oh God..I am biting my lip, and returning my focus to my mate. He is only wearing jeans, his broad bulging chest with the cover of dark hair bare ... he looks sexy and masculine, a real Alpha. And he is the source of the delicious smell.H
*Therian*Sand and little stones are flying everywhere when I kick hard at the ground on the small beach-like area by the forest lake. My eyes fall on a flat rock. It looks like a heart. A heart with a deep crack, breaking the smooth surface. I huff as I pick it up, throwing it full force along the surface of the lake. It skips over the surface much longer than it should. I don't care. Nothing matters any longer.“Shit, fucking shit”. Finally my mate, and then this, I can’t believe this actually happened.With a sigh I sit down, looking out on the lake. My eyes go to some row boats anchored a bit out in the water, for fishing I imagine. They look like chained animals trying to break free. Caught just like me.
2 weeks later*Cathwulf*I am sitting in the room, our room, me and my mate, Therian’s room. I had thought this would be where I found true happiness, having a mate, being his … instead all I have found is loneliness and pain.Not that he hurts me, not physically at least. Mostly he ignores me, the few times I see him. He is taking his job as Alpha very seriously it seems.He has someone bring me food three times a day, and I have gotten new clothes too. Once a day a stern looking woman comes and takes m
*Therian* “Good, I prefer not to have an audience”. The young woman wraps her arms around men and tries to kiss me, but I turn my head away, so instead she kisses me down the neck instead. I am looking towards the door, a weird pain spreading inside my chest. I am not sure why I even do this … this horrible thing. Did I want to cause her the same pain it caused me to know someone else has used her ? To provoke her ? To show her other women want me ? “She hates me”. I say it mostly to myself. “Aww, what if I suck you off, would that make you feel loved ?” Her hands are already fiddling with my pants as she speaks. I am kinda ignoring her, my mind going in spirals and I shake my head. “She was supposed to be mine, but he … defiled her”. “Aww, poor baby”. Her hand slips into my pants. “Let me make it all better, big boy, oh wow … a real Alpha”. “Stop !” I pull her off me. “Get off me, whore … do not touch me”. She stares at me. “But … but … you brought me here, I thought …”. “W
3 months late *Cathwulf* The menu offered at Joe’s Diner switches to lunch at ten in the morning, though we continue to serve breakfast throughout the day for anyone who wants it; very few customers ever actually want a burger and fries that early. The breakfast crowd is gone for today and I have cleaned all the booths and tidied the counter, so I wander to the glass front door to glance up and down the street to look for … I am not sure … in the beginning it had been to see if anyone might be coming for me, now it is more of a habit. I am far away from my old life, living as a human and hiding under the very normal and human name Sarah Smith and I have adopted a southern accent, that I funnily find easy … I am happy in my new life where no one thinks I am special and no one wants to buy me or breed me. The werewolf life is in my past, so I am not even sure I am considered a rogue. None of the few pedestrians have eyes set on the place, so I return to the counter. I can hear th