Elder....What was an elder doing here?! Elders were extremely old and wise wolves, for some reason the Gods had allowed certain wolves to live centuries longer than most. I don't mean 100 years old, more like 300 to 500 years old. These wolves were blessed by the Earth Goddess, the Moon God and Sun God. How a wolf discovered they were to be an elder was something that was shrouded in mystery, only those who became elders knew. Once an elder was identified they were sent to live at the temple of elders, and it was considered a great honor to become an elder. Typically an elder was identified before a mate was found, and sometimes elders were mated with other elders. One thing was certain, elders were infertile. The Gods blessed them with long lifespans in order to gain wisdom and advise the packs, as well as function as the Gods messengers. I had never seen one, and apparently wouldn't see this one either thanks to my predicament. However I could smell
Today had been long and tiring. Mike, Zach and I each agreed we needed some time and space to think, all of us clearly overwhelmed. My parents had mostly stayed silent while we talked, unsure of what we had needed as well. I missed being able to snuggle into Mike's arms, but I also knew I would get zero thinking done if he were anywhere near my bed; and while it would be a welcome distraction it was also one I couldn't afford. Mom had helped me get settled at my place, while dad had taken both Mike and Zach to the guest area. Mentally exhausted I laid down on the bed, stretching myself out like a starfish and fell into a lucid dream.I was the Earth Goddess, curled up tight in a ball, then I felt the warmth of the sun and slowly my body unfurled. My face turning toward the light, and basking in the nourishment. I felt my limbs stretch and grow, lengthening and undulating as I began
I heard a communal intake of breath from the room, a sharp, quick noise. Dr. Todd made a humming sound under her breath, half question half confusion."What...What is it?" I did not even try to hide the concern in my voice."Your eye. Well, your right eye. It's completely white. Your other one is still blue green, as before. CiCi, what happened? What did you see?" She was asking gently, but I could feel the tension in the room. Of course, I had basically launched myself into the air, snapping in two and had some insane amounts of power coursing through me. What did they see I wondered."It was the Earth goddess" I said quietly. "She told me I had to..." I dropped off. Well, wasn't this awkward? I would have to explain to the group that I had to
Wasn't this just great. I came across all wrong, but then again I always did; one of my most charming traits. Constantly misunderstood because I could never put things in words properly, I had become somewhat of a loner, an introvert; despite being an Alpha. Many times it seemed my Omega little brother understood me completely, I wasn't sure how but it seemed Mike always knew what I was feeling. Just like he knew I wanted CeCelia as much as he did, but was holding myself back. How do I even begin to do anything with this woman? She was a strong Alpha, a match who could and would go toe to toe with any wolf; no matter how big and bad. Yet, the moment when I saw her; when my father attacked her, I saw her. Her eyes, the vulnerability shocking, and terror, and afterwards the hurt. I knew she had been hard on herself, more so than necessary. I saw the scared woman inside, the one who doubted herself; who was unsure of everything. I wanted to tell he
Now that the chicken poo had been cleaned up, and we had gotten our giggles out we still needed to get down to business. CeCelia had been laughing so much she had been snorting as I described in detail exactly what had happened with the devil of a drumstick. Finally satisfied with my clean up job I washed my hands and sat back down next to her.“I guess we should continue” I purred, cupping her cheek and gently kissing her. She made a noise of assent and nipped at my lower lip. Her arms snaked around my neck, she was warm and soft, smelled of freshness and cinnamon. My lips traveled lower to her neck, peppering kisses there and one of my hands traveled upward to her breast. She was something else, even with her sight gone the instinct of a mate was a strong one. Her kisses deepened and I felt myself growing hard against her leg, she smiled wickedly.
“Why exactly do you have THAT chicken?” Zach asked Mike, an eyebrow raised as he glared at the offending piece of poultry. I suppressed a giggle. Mike had the chicken we had seen the night before tucked up neatly under his arm. Zach’s face had gone stormy as he looked menacingly at the fowl, Mike however had a confused look on his face, probably wondering why Zach was so upset about the bird.“I found it roaming around by the packhouse and picked it up. Seems pretty tame” he said, petting the beast's head with two fingers. The chicken leaned into the touch and cooed, apparently having a soft spot for Mike.“Put….it…down…” Zach growled out in a tone that brooked no argument. Mike raised his eyebrow but complied, after all it was an order from his Alpha. In a flash the chicken began to run away at a s
The weeks had flown by, Zach and Mike had sort of settled into a weird rhythm with me. While they each had their own rooms within the packhouse they often spent many nights with me, of course never at the same time. They would alternate or do days in a row; whatever they had worked out between them it was fine with me as I got plenty of time with them both. And when I said plenty of time I meant it, plenty of time in and out of clothes; I had never been so well loved and sexed in my life. Both with extremely different styles. Zach was dark, demanding, and rough, Mike tender and sweet but no less relentless. I had found that as of late, and mostly due to them I was sleeping harder and longer; something I welcomed. Things had sort of normalized within the pack, things had been mostly repaired, or at least in a functional sense. The newer members had become more and more comfortable in their roles, their hesitation long gone by this point. My dad had fin
Lance was just as I remembered him. Tall and imposing, but also with a wide friendly smile. He had gotten wider since I saw him last, wider being more muscular not fatter. I decided it was better not to tell Mike or Zach that we had met up in secret and stayed in contact since whatever happened between our fathers. I knew they would probably not care too much but meeting a guy in secret would raise their hackles a bit and the last thing I needed was them to be suspicious of him given the tension that already existed with our parents. Mike and Zach had thankfully stayed behind, not wanting to be without me it had been a fight; but since I was taking both Christian and Jay as well as many of their pack members, we couldn’t leave Blue Moon vulnerable. As fighters they were more than capable with those that had stayed. I had called ahead and let Lance know when we were close, he was waiting for us on the outskirts of their territory with a few other
Lance was mistaken if he thought for one second, I would forget about his comment or go easy on him. Going easy on him had never been in the cards, and I knew he would be royally pissed if he thought for one second that was what was going on. He had sidled up to me shortly after breakfast reminding me to meet him mid-afternoon so he could “hand my ass to me.” I had rolled my eyes and uttered a yeah right as I stalked off laughing. Lance had never once put me on my ass, and despite the obvious physical improvements he had made I highly doubted that would change anything. Sure, he had gained more muscle and leaned out a lot but that did not necessarily equate with skill and speed, and I knew those were two areas I had always excelled at. Lance while skilled had never mastered speed, at least not the last time we sparred. Hands in his cargo shorts pockets he