The cocktail event was finally over having dragged on a few hours too long. But it finally allowed Allan and his mate to return to their apartments. It always irritated him that many of the other ambassadors were playing games with the politics. Which made it clear to him that these next few weeks were going to feel a lot longer. “What are we going to do? The Bears are expecting a report on the rogue activity and are pushing again for more territory. If we can’t present any progress from Gregory, we’re going to have to concede territory to them and allow them to enforce it.”
“We are going to have dinner and then we will demand a fresh report on their progress. After that we are going to make decisions on what we will and won’t accept. It&rsquo
Three men came into the office area and just stood in front of the desk Gregory was sitting at. He’d been off and on his cellphone. Even switching to a different language a few times. Jeff had told Aricka that it was an old language spoken by elders in the supernatural community. But he would not tell her what Gregory was saying beyond it wasn’t his place to say. Clearly these men were part of the pack’s enforcers. They had a similar air about them as Deidra had but far rougher and you could almost feel a savage air about them. Aricka would have been hard pressed to identify them individually. They waited patiently as he read something on his screen. “S
What had just happened? Oh god, she’d just had sex with him! What was she thinking? This was Evan’s uncle and Richard’s brother. What a slutty thing to do. Everyone is going to judge her as a gold digger. This is a nightmare. The guilt was strangling her at the same time as she tried not to think about how great the sex was. She felt worse thinking of how it had been so much better than with Richard. As her
Aricka found herself panting as he worked his body driving her need higher. She’d lain in the tub watching him shower. He was everything sexy wrapped into one. Right down to a wolf head tattoo on his left pec. Just watching him made her want a repeat performance. He’d started to pleasure himself and she’s never thought it would be a turn on but it was, he was. Then he stepped out of the shower and walked to her. Just standing there encouraging her, no daring her to do something about his aroused state. That’s when the urge to taste him and see him truly cum for her hit her. He’d helped her from the tub and she’d actually done it. He’d cum in her mouth.
Gregory found himself in the dream realm to his annoyance. Looking around himself to make sure he was not in any danger Gregory noticed a small rabbit nearby. An animal even this weak could be a shifter or other creature which could be far more dangerous. It was not unheard of for certain spirits to hide in plain sight like this and then lure a predator in only to suddenly attack and drain the very life force from the predator.Growling he stands his ground, “What do you want rabbit? You are in Black River Territory.”A small reedy voice came from the rabbit, “I’m a hare not a rabbit. I’m here with a message just because I have to not be not because I want to.” If
Gregory crouched there knowing full well that he would not have time to leave the dream realm. The approaching wolves would catch him leaving this realm for the real realm and in a state he could not defend himself in. Therefore, his only options were fight or flight. Crouching there and looking quickly there was no way he could leave where he hid without them seeing him and giving chase, though running just didn’t fit with his sensibilities. There were five here now and how many would respond to the sound of a fight? He knew he was damned one way or another. These wolves hadn’t caught his scent yet as they wandered drunkenly towards him. Gregory’s heart was pounding in his chest as he tried to keep his breathing quiet. The first wolf passed him a mere foot away from him. Completely oblivious of him. He had actually stumbled just enough to completely miss stepping on Gregory’s hind foot. The wolves loudly laughed at his comical stumble.
Gregory entered the dining area, where the large banquet tables had been divided into smaller tables and spread out throughout the room.A buffet style breakfast was spread out by the far wall and people were sitting or moving around the room. They were gathering or eating while greeting or talking to each other.This was his pack.With everyone on the pack grounds feeding, housing and clothing them were full time jobs.But everyone seemed happy to be here for the most part. He walked among the tables greeting and talking to pack members as he moved towards a table near the buffet table.
Ending the phone call, Gregory looks up, as Jeff comes in with coffee in his hands. “Hey, I figured you’d need something as a pick me up since lunch is a ways away.” “Really? Hmm… Yeah, I could use it. That was my mother. She says we will have support from the council, but it’s by faction so we are going to have to work this out faction by faction. By the way what is with Yoyo back there?” “Well, I think it’s a few things with her really. Yoyo has always had a bit of a crush on you, as you well know.” Jeff gave him a knowing smirk remembering past events.
Aricka, Gregory and Evan followed Dr. Graves through the underground medical facility to a well appointed office on a lower level.Aricka was surprised at the size of what Gregory described as a clinic.She would have called it a hospital in its own right.When she commented on the size of the facility Dr. Graves mentioned that they were the medical facility for most shifter groups in the area.Once in the office Dr. Graves explained that he had been sent and
The morning started early, with grey skies and a hell of a lot of noise. Last-minute boxes of food and supplies were being transferred to trucks to compensate for the sudden doubling of Max’s pack size. His mother had stopped him and informed him she had taken the young pups’ names. In the New Year, she would add them to the NARC registry of his pack. So it was official. He had a pack, and it was happening at least on paper. A quick text message to Jenna, and he was rounding up every damn person coming with him. They weren’t all outside after breakfast because one of the younger ones was hiding somewhere and it was like an Easter Egg hunt for her. If he thought life would
When Max finally got back to the major crowd, and that’s what it had become as curious pack members came in to offer their help. While getting the scoop on what happened at the front gate.He was no longer used to this many people, and it was wearing on him, with the pain dull throbbing in time to his slowly fraying nerves.Max couldn’t leave these pups, but he was also itching to speak to each one of them. Just so, he knew how to integrate them into his pack. He’d have to do that when he got home from here and then keep a very close eye on everyone.What he found was a memory of the past ringing with a lilting voice of his mother as she read a new poem, she had found but fit so well into their lives. It was as if they had made it for this moment.Max had missed most of the opening refrains of the poem. But it was as if it spoke to him, and his mother claimed the ti
Aricka had received several texts from Allan and Jeff. The rogues were actually young adults lost in the war’s chaos. There were two injured and nearly thirty of them. The pups, as Edith firmly insisted on calling them, needed space to get clean. They were hungry and came with the clothes on their backs. Many were female, and they didn’t have any form of real leadership. They were there looking for guidance and a chance at survival without going rogue. Even their Druid family members chipped in to help. The sadness was physical when their story’s relayed to all. It was a physical example that hit the council members present in the face. This minor war had lasting effects throughout the Supernatural World. Others were not in the war but were suffering the lasting effects of loss because of the Lich’s victims’ deaths and those who had died in battle.&
It’s Yuletide, and they strictly enforced the rule of hospitality during this season. In Northern Ontario, it’s the only humane thing to do. It’s not truly the rule of law. But a moral tradition. They will give anyone who comes to your door space to sleep and a meal for the night. Until it’s safe for them to travel on. It doesn’t have to be fancy or even a bed: just a warm, dry place and simple food to eat. In a land where one could freeze to death within fifteen minutes of going outside, it’s needed even if they’re dressed for the season. It was a tradition from the old country. Now Gregory had to find this car off in a ditch and then deal with twenty-five to thirty more people to house and feed. Richard/Max… He had to get his name straight in his head before talking to these people.
Gregory had to divide and conquer. The pups and such needed people looking out for them, with everyone doing different things. So he sent some volunteers to look over them. His brother was one of those volunteers. He had to get more wood and things for the decorations to be freshened up with. The ladies inside would handle that, and he would leave his mate with the work inside of entertaining and guiding those efforts. Let Allan take the lead on the first shift of snow clearing, and when he and his crew came in, all snowy dragging equally snowy pups in. Gregory knew precisely what happened. The pups appeared bored, and they had started a snowball fight with the adults.Frederick looked like he’d fallen or tossed in the snow and thoroughly co
As he thought of his pup grouping, Evan and the pack were having fun running through the wooded area and playing in the snow. It was great being able to get outside and just have fun. He found it thrilling, and he’d thought it might be his wolf side affecting his actions. But it wasn’t like it talked to him. It was just part of him. Like someone was Italian or Japanese. He didn’t care. He was in a happy place now. The adults were bickering until the snow stopped falling, and a lot of them got busy clearing the roadway. It had taken longer than expected when the younger people had decided that they were going to ambush them with snowballs. One of his druid cousins had made the trees shiver and drop their snow on his Great-Grandfather, who’s not impressed and sent a few snowballs flying of his own in retaliation.&nb
Once, people surfaced for a late breakfast. They sent the pups and other juveniles out to play in the snow with a few adults watching them. Even Richard took a turn watching them from the back porch. Just so that someone with fully working limbs could haul snow from the garage down to the entrance gates. This was no small feat without a snowplough of some sort. Someone had at least been smart enough to park the visitor’s vehicles inside the garage to avoid the need to remove ice and snow from them. But with over five hundred metres of the driveway from the garage down to the main entrance, it would be a long time until it fully cleared, and they could sand it. Because of wolves running about, sand was a far safer product for their paws. Salt would burn the plants and leave burns on paws. Also, salt often made things worse in t
Aricka woke up on the third day of the season, and all she could think about was that there were only ten days left. If she thought it was slow going, going to war. It was a whole new form of torture when there were clashing personalities.Edith and Moreen got along like a house on fire. Both sat and talked about whatever came to mind. There didn’t seem to be a topic that was off the table for them.Frederick and Allan, however, had started out the first night or so, not getting along well. Until they found out what happens when mulled, they added in spiced cider, and the two were off to the races on who come object more often than the other about anything and everything. Who knew that two older gentlemen could brawl like boys in their twenties? They’d lost two lamps and a chair in that incident.Then Allan hid in his apartment with Edith. Aricka was sure that Edith was there to
After two great days of snow and fun, Evan jumped from his bed to be greeted by more snow coming down. There was so much he couldn’t see the trees that were not so far from his window. With a sigh, he figured everyone stuck inside would soon enough to turn on each other.Video games, music, and lots of food. What more could anyone ask for? There’d be presents again too. Everyone got one present every day for a whole twelve days. It was so much fun to see everyone’s faces when they opened their gifts. No one knew who had actually bought any of the gifts. Some adults even played a guessing game about who bought various gifts. It was kind of funny to watch.Running down the stairs, he realized some of the other kids were up, and they all gathered in the Entertainment Room. It had quickly become their unofficial hang out. The adults figured they were safe there, and Aria had been cool about what games they could play too. Some snacks were still out, and E