Next day
*Typhon*
“Your highness ?” One of the young women asks, as she comes into the cave. She looks timid, but it’s very clearly an act, everything else about her tells me that.
What was her name, something flowery I think. I breathe in, she smells faintly of roses, mint and female arousal. No it was no Rose. “What is it, Peony ?”
“I was wondering if there is something I could do for you, to make sure you are kind to us,” She bites her lip, as her eyes scan over me. “Anything at all”.
“Anything at all ?” I ask, giving her a cheeky smile and leaning forward in my seat. So she thinks she can sleep her way to special treatment.
She smiles and walks towards me with that sensual sway to the hips women sometimes use when trying to seduce a man. “Anything, for my friends sake of course, to protect them.”
“So If I told you to you would suck me off ? Let me fuck you ? Anything ?” I raise one eyebrow looking at her. My words make her pulse rise and the different scents coming from her grow strong.
“Yes master”. She slips down on her knees in front of me, her eager hands reaching to open my pants.
I stop her hand. “Listen sweetie, thanks for the offer, but you are not my … type”.
‘I can do her,’ Cerberus says with a wolfish grin inside my head.
I chuckle low. My wolf is a little less picky than me with those things. ‘Sorry boy, not sure she is into beastiality, even if she said anything.’
“I can be anything you want, I am very versatile,” She licks her lips, trying hard to look sexy.
“Can you grow a dick ?” I look at her, savouring the shock on her face. “Yeah sorry luv but I am very much gay … you do know what that means right ?”
She pulls back, but only slightly. “I do, but why did you take us then ? I thought you wanted to … use us”.
“Sexually, no … thank you,” I give her a small shrug. “Hey maybe Fire Moon is interested if you are needy, she likes naughty women”.
She scrunches up her face and looks about to object, just as Fire Moon comes running in. She steps up to me and whispers in my ear. It seems we have a visitor. Apparently the Alpha of the pack where we borrowed the girls has come to negotiate, alone.
“Peony, my sweet flower, now I need a favour,” I tell her softly. “Come here and sit by my feet and pretend you like me a lot … kinda be you when you first entered the rooms … horny and willing”.
“Hey,” She sounds offended, but to be honest I don’t really care.
I look at her. “What ? Sweetie I could smell you, I happen to have an exceptional sensitive nose”.
And right now my nose picks up a vague scent that makes my teeth water, it’s kinda like the pine forest just after a springtime shower with a hint of something I can’t quite pinpoint, something sweet and masculine at the same time. Cerberus has peaked up too.
The young woman is sitting by my feet, kinda clinging to my leg, but I hardly notice her. My full focus is on him, right outside the cave.
“Don’t be shy little Alpha; come on in.” I laugh. Letting my voice go deep and warm, a hint of admiration shining through. “You are brave to come here alone.”
“I am here to negotiate.” He walks forward slowly, holding his head high and looking straight into my gaze. He has a pretty face, and his body seems muscular and agile, even if he lacks the normal height he still has the aura of an Alpha.
‘Typhon, do you think he could be …,’ Cerberus is suddenly very much attentive.
I almost shake my head, but stop myself at the last second from showing any emotion outwards. ‘No he can’t, just because he is attractive and smells good doesn’t mean he is … what you think’.
I reach down to pet Peony gently on the hair. I want to show him I am in control here, and Maybe wind him up a little. “Negotiate … please go on … about and what do you offer in return ?”
Taking a deep breath, he starts. “These young women are innocent, and they are my responsibility. If you are a King as they say, you won’t harm innocents, no glory in that. I am sure we can come to some kind of agreement, some kind of exchange maybe, to let the girls go … anything in my power of course”.
I scratch my chin and look at the girl like I am considering what she is worth. While I do not believe Cerberus' idea that he could be our second chance mate. I do not want a mate. But I would not mind having a bit of fun with the handsome little alpha, and bending him to my will would be enjoyable on so many levels. Also he is an Alpha, he has information on what the packs plans to do.
I feel a sly smile spread on my lips. “I will give you the women.”
“You will ?” He sounds very surprised.
“On one condition, of course.” I cannot wait to see his face when he finds out what I want.
He breathes in slowly. “Of course, If it is in my power as I said, I will give you whatever you want.”
Oh it is very much in his power. “You !”
“What ?” He swallows, his brown eyes flickering nervously.
My smirk now spreading holds a lot of promises, what he wants to read into them is up to him. “I will let them go if you take their place, and stay here.”
4 years later *Jonas* The sun hangs low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow over the sprawling grounds of our pack, my old pack, that Typhon and I are now co-Alphas of. Laughter echoes around us, a melody that dances on the gentle breeze. I lean back against the wooden railing of our deck, a content smile stretching across my face as I watch the scene unfold before me. ‘I love our life,’ Cana hums softly. ‘Me too,’ I reply, smiling to myself. Typhon stands at the grill, his hair ruffled by the wind, his laughter mixing with the sizzling of meat and the cheerful chatter of our children. The unmistakable scent of grilled meat, vegetables and spices wafts through the air, making my stomach growl in anticipation. He looks up, catching my eye, and winks at me, sending a rush of warmth through my heart. “Can you believe it’s been four years since we took this place over?” I muse to Fire Moon, who stands beside me, her eyes sparkling with pride as she surveys our little kingdom
*Jonas* After dinner and making sure everything is taken care of for the night I follow Typhon into our new master bedroom. When we're inside he locks the door. He turns the lamp on and he comes into view. He steps to me, takes my face in his hands and seeks out my lips with his own. Seconds later, his hands release their hold on my face and find another purpose. He gropes my behind and squeezes each cheek hard. Jesus! Soon after, he moves away from my lips and sucks at my neck and ear, making my legs buckle in the process and so, he pushes me across the room and forces me to sit on the edge of the bed.My husband leans over me and we continue to kiss; biting at each other's lips, lapping our tongues together and forcing them down one another's throat. After a while, he pulls his pants down and rests his hand at the back of my head. He soothingly rubs it while at the same time, he slowly pulls it toward his erection. "Come on, baby. Suck it like the good boy you are." Its smel
Next day *Jonas* I feel the weight of my new responsibilities as we step inside the pack house, the scent of aged wood and memories filling the air. Typhon stands beside me, his presence a steadying force against the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me. I glance around at the familiar yet distant faces, some of whom I once called family. Now, in the wake of Connor’s betrayal, everything feels different. ‘This is our home again, Jonas,’ Cana whispers in my mind, his voice a low rumble. ‘It’s time to reclaim what’s ours.’ “Right,” I reply silently, taking a deep breath. “We’re back.” The pack members trickle in behind us, a mix of relief and uncertainty marking their expressions. I can see some of them still struggling to accept the changes that have swept through their lives like a storm. I want to reassure them, but I know it’s going to take time. As we make our way through the entrance hall, I notice a few new pack members, from Thyphon’s pack, have already begun to se
*Typhon* Standing at the edge of Jonas’s old pack territory, I feel the weight of what’s about to unfold. The scent of pine and earth fills the air, mingling with the tension that crackles between us. I glance sideways at Jonas, and my heart swells. He’s come so far, and today, he’s ready to reclaim what’s his. He’s ready to lead. “Remember, I’m right here with you,” I murmur, squeezing his hand as we approach the clearing where the pack has gathered. ‘You better be,’ Cerberus huffs, his voice echoing in my mind. ‘This is a pack of fools, and they need to be reminded who they’re dealing with.’ ‘Trust me, I’ll remind them,’ I send back, trying to keep my own confidence high. As we step into the clearing, the atmosphere shifts. Eyes turn toward us, some filled with respect, others with skepticism. Jonas’s mother, a fierce woman with wild hair and eyes that could cut glass, stands at the forefront, flanked by his sister Kara, who looks like she’s ready to leap into action at any m
*Jonas* “I need to tell you something.” Typhon says, but as I look up at him, waiting for him to talk, he starts kissing me instead. The warmth of Typhon’s body pressed against mine, and the sound of the ocean is a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. As we lie tangled together on the beach, I feel the weight of his emotions pressing down on him, even as he smiles. “Typhon,” I urge gently, “you said you need to tell me something.” My heart races, not just from the thrill of our reunion, but from the uncertainty looming over us. What could he possibly reveal that I don’t already know? His eyes flicker with hesitation, but then his resolve shines through. “Jonas, I…” he pauses, looking out at the waves that roll in and out, as if searching for the right words. “I need you to know about Connor. He is my first mate.” “What?” The word escapes my lips before I can stop it, disbelief flooding my senses. “Connor? My old beta Connor? The same Connor who just tries to kill us?” “Yes.” Ty
*Typhon* When my feet hit the gravelly beach, it’s all I can do not to race into the ocean and yank my husband to safety. But I’ve chosen the steeper path so as not to lose the element of surprise, and I know I have to proceed with care and caution. Fire Moon lands softly next to me a moment later, and together we survey the scene. Carlotta seems to have gone positively unhinged, waving her fist and screaming curses at the receding boat, and Jonas is inching slowly backward, edging ever closer to the beach. But just when he’s managed to go far enough so that he might possibly be able to run to safety, Carlotta whirls around and levels her hand,A hand crackling with magic, at Jonas’s midsection. Cerberus is growling in my head, eager to rip the witch limb from limb. "You’re not going anywhere," she says in a deadly voice. "Couldn’t we at least get out of the water?" Jonas replies. "I can’t feel my feet any longer." Carlotta nods curtly. "Move slowly. One false move an