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65. Cherish
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The Beta's Prize 66. Ivan
As soon as I heard that howl I knew what game she was playing. Silly me thinking she was just down at the bleachers because she fancied diverting my attention. Of course it had been fun trying to keep the issue light this past week, dashing her into the bedroom everytime the awkward topic of the Battalion came up but it had to end soon. I had thought she might have given me a warning though. Instead, all I can do is shout at the collection of sweating, red-faced Beta’s before me, “Well then? Do we know that wolf?” They looked around, all trying to mind link until they shook their heads. Beta Jackson, a humongous figure with his white shirt on, frankly terrifying with it off, bellowed from his huge barrel-chest “well then get fucking after it then! First one to catch the interloper makes the Battalion!” I couldn’t protest, or reveal I hadn’t planned this this, not that they would have heard over the sound of ripping trousers and howling. Jaws snapping, froth flying from between th
The Beta's Prize 67. Cherish
That was unbelievable, The adrenalin surged through me as Halo reached speeds I didn’t even think possible. Weaving, leaping and dodging she explained that the less time on the ground, the less placement of her scent. We are so small and light we even ended up using the trees, pouncing from branch to branch, further distancing ourselves. Without any mind-link there were some hairy moments but I wasn’t going to give Ivan concerns straight away. He looked sick to his stomach at the top of the bleachers, it almost stopped me celebrating. The way his face changed when he saw me, the smile and colour that flooded his features was adorable. I love the fact I can see his affection so plainly. Helena might love the brooding and dark Alexander but I would rather not have to interpret. I know Ivan loves me because every bit of him tells me so. From the way he grabs me to him, the golden glint in his eyes and the half-grin that creeps up his face whenever I say something he cannot help but b
The Beta's Prize 68. Ivan
Hearing her laugh at my silly jokes sends Kohl whirling with delight. I know it is wrong to compare but Azalea used to grin and roll her eyes. She thought of me as some kind of lovable idiot, which I didn’t mind at the time. I was happy to be the joker of the group back then. So whilst making Cherish laugh and fooling around in the dining hall was good fun there was a sense of storm clouds on the horizon. Just like our last few nights in the Cage, the feeling that everything was heading towards change. We were only a few days away from naming the Battalion, we wanted around half a dozen men. Supplies were being readied, everything was in motion. They need a leader. They require someone to follow, to inspire and learn from for this to succeed, not the class clown. “You want to go for a walk?” I suggested to Cherish, her long white gown looking pristine against the glowing, healthy tan she had acquired over the past couple of weeks. Her eyes constantly shone a beautiful ocean blue. I
The Beta's Prize 69. Ivan
It is time to name the squad. Cherish, Helena and Alexander are waiting on the side of the bleachers in the blazing sun. Jackson and I spent the morning debating, but we have an agreement. We are wearing our full white shirt, black trousers and black cloaks this morning, trying to stamp the appearance of authority upon the sweaty men before us. The recruits all stared at me as I took centre stage in the dusty earth bowl that used to be a sports field. The grass had been shredded away from all the fighting, running, and drills I had enforced on these shattered shifters. “I know you probably think I have been too harsh, too demanding. After all we are chasing down common criminals and thugs? What you don’t realise is that the people we are seeking do not play fair. They will have weapons. Silver-edged knives, possibly even landmines peppered with silver and booby-traps.” Though I had told them this several times already, some of the men’s eyes still looked to the ground at the though
The Beta's Prize 70. Cherish
That nerve-wracking introduction to the group was made easier by Jackson’s warm praise. Anders was the first to approach, all blonde hair and icy blue eyes complementing how swift my wolf was. All the group seem kind enough, nobody gave me outright negativity for being Ivan’s mate. So hopefully it will carry on that way. We had dinner together as a team, separate from the rest of the castle, not even Alpha Alexander or Luna Helena attended. Using a smaller dining hall, stripped of its usual gold and gem-laden finery we had a rustic feast prepared. Rich meats, pastries and pies were overflowing on platters. “Everything us growing lads need,” Jackson joked, rubbing his huge barrel chest before raising his hand to me in apology. I waved it away, grabbing another slice of pie. “She’s going to need more food than all of us to power a wolf that quick!” Anders joked softly, he was the only other talker at the table. The olive-skinned Nivan and Lyon muttered amongst themselves whilst Khark
The Beta's Prize 71. Ivan
A week in and the men are getting restless. Every village we arrive at on our motorcycles the village elders assure us they have no such problems. “You need to tell them you are Ivan the Inferno. We look just like the gangs,” Cherish suggested after a few fruitless days. “I’m not Ivan the Inferno,” I snapped back at her. “Do the Battalion even know the full details?” she asked as I shook my head. I won’t live my life by that label any more. However late last night even the calculatingly cool Anders suggested we perhaps did not have too big a problem to take care of after all. Cherish had snapped at him, “The person who rats out a gang is the first to be harmed if we fail. They have no reason to trust us yet.” Staring at me afterwards I know she is referring to the Cage. She wants me to beat my chest like an Ape and declare I am the Inferno who brought down the Axelon family. It’s not happening. Jackson and I consulted the maps and decided to head south. He keeps quiet on matter
The Beta's Prize 72. Cherish
We are finally getting somewhere, four brothels run by what appears to be a larger gang destroyed in two weeks. Followed by two slave labour cartels. However the same problems are still arising. The nearby villages are reluctant to talk to us. I am certain that if Ivan just admitted his identity, told them he was a product of the Shadowlands just like them he would find more information. Yet my leader has ordered silence, so Halo and I sulkily obey. However, when we return to the villages, dropping off the victims back into the arms of weeping mothers, and shell-shocked brothers there is suspicion. “Now do you believe we are out to improve the Shadowlands?” Ivan addressed one town square in frustration. The several dozen adults gathered around looked us up and down hesitantly. Our green uniform still screamed White Forest with the cloaks and V-shape shirts, what made us trustworthy and not an invasion? “This is the fourth village we have come to, the fourth one where all the pimp
The Beta's Prize 73. Cherish
“Ivan,” I groaned as his hands dove inside my black leggings, growling and nuzzling into my neck at finding me already wet and ready for teasing. “Ivan, we’ve got to head back.” “What if it’s an order,” he growled huskily. My nerves were on a knife edge as he kept his hand inside my underwear, rubbing my soaked clit. His arm wrapped around my waist pushing my ass into his torso. His other hand snaked under my green shirt, immediately teasing my nipples over my bra. Everything was so quick, so ragged and desperate. I knew I had to stay quiet yet I was jerking in pleasure as his coarse, rough fingers quickly plunged inside me. I forced myself to stand up straight, leaning against him with my hand wrapping around his neck. He kept on searching inside me, those thick, rugged fingers knowing exactly which areas left me clamouring to scream. “Ivan,” I whispered shakily as he nipped at my neck. “I’m gonna…ohhhhh,” and he twisted around me to plant his lips on mine. It helped swallow some
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