Chris waved to the other men from the room, recommending that they find the den mother, Elisa, and ask her for help in finding a place where they would settle.
The den mother assists the Luna by running the pack house with jobs like laundry, cooking, and cleaning. This is the pack member who knows everything there is about everyone’s needs because it’s her job to expect and ensure that things are available for the day-to-day life of the pack.
“Come on. Let’s sit and relax. I’ll start the fireplace and we can all just take some time to relax with each other.” Chris offered with a nod of his head to Brian to move her to the sofa by the fireplace.
Helena couldn’t keep up with her emotions. The way these two acted confused and frustrated her to no end. “What’s going on with the two of you?”
“We’re just juggling our priorities a little. We’ve all experienced so much these past few days. There hasn’t been time to just be. No way for us to get to know each other as we should have.” Brian settled back on the sofa with Helena on his knee.
They silently watched Chris start the fire before coming to stand very close to them. His hands went to her face and tilted her head back. He looked thoughtfully into Helena’s face.
She looked up into his face, still a little numb from the day. Helena watched a smile slip onto Chris’ face before he moved his hand to the back of her neck and leaned in for a kiss. His lips were warm and inquisitive. She felt his confidence in the kiss while Brian’s hands explored her body.
Chris directed her head up gently, causing her to respond by arching her back. Brian’s hands moulded to her outthrust breasts, toying with her nipples. She gasped in response and Chris took advantage of this, deepening his kiss. His other hand took the place of one of his brother’s, and she felt Brian’s free hand graze over her inner thigh.
Whimpering, Helena’s thighs parted to either side of Brian’s thigh she sat on, granting both men access to her most intimate self. She felt like she was drowning in their touch, craving more. Her attraction to these men turned to an insatiable fire. Helena didn’t know which one could put the fire out that they created deep within her.
Whimpering, Helena’s hands reached out to Chris, encountering taught thighs encased in stretched denim. Her mind lost coherent thought when Brian’s hand met the junction between her tingling thighs. She couldn’t stop herself from grinding her core into his palm as her need overwhelmed her. She whimpered her need.
“That’s it. Feel it. You’re so beautiful like this.” Brian’s hand now inched her skirt up to her waist to get closer to her core. The rush of air on her thighs made her shiver in her heated state. It only made her core burn hotter for their touch.
Brian moved both his hands to her thighs. He used one hand to hold her panties, exposing her core to both men’s sight.
Chris continued to kiss her, but he now opened the front of her dress, baring her breasts to their view before he knelt and suckled her nipples until they became hard peaks. “I can smell your need, feel your weeping for us. Baby, we’re giving you what you need tonight.”
With that said, Brian’s fingers stroked her core, exposing her completely before his fingers sank into her heated flesh, filling her. “Oh, cripes, she’s hot and yielding. Chris, she must be about to come undone. If you want a taste, get it now.” Brian’s fingers slid from her, and he popped one into his own mouth, purring with pleasure at the taste. He pulled her head back and took her lips in a possessive kiss.
With her eyes falling shut, she gasped into Brian’s mouth when Chris’ mouth contacted the juncture of her thighs. His tongue traced through her most sensitive flesh, sending electric shocks throughout her body. Helena felt light-headed. She couldn’t focus on anything, but what these men were doing to her. It drew all her attention and made her toes curl.
Breaking the kiss and breathlessly saying, “What are you doing? Ahh… Please…. I can’t take more.” Chris’ head reared up, his hands went straight for his belt. Now, with his pants open, he revealed the true extent of his excitement.
“You want this, Helena? That’s fine by me, but remember. You get two for the price of one.” Brian now pushed her face down on the sofa, her head gently bouncing on the plush arm of the sofa. She got up on her hands and knees, about to ask them what they thought they were doing.
Before she could say anything, her panties were about her knees and Chris was filling her yielding depths with his thickness. The feeling was so overwhelming Helena cried out and panted through the entire experience.
“Good girl, open your mouth a little wider, yes that’s it.” Brian stood before her face, his own pants now below his knees. He stroked his length before her eyes. Helena’s eyes hungrily watched his hands. She couldn’t resist licking her lips as she wondered what he’d taste like. “Why yes? You can have a taste, my sweet. Do you want it now?”
Helena whimpered in response and as Chris lunged forward, so did her mouth. She felt Brian fill her mouth as his brother filled her elsewhere. Both men now lost themselves to the urges of their bodies, sharing a rhythm that overwhelmed her senses. “Chris, hurry it up man, she’s got a hot tongue, but I want to finish inside her too.”
“Don’t worry, she’s worth the wait. I can feel her squeezing me. I don’t think I’ll last for long.” His words ended as his thrusts sped up and he let out a half groan and growl.
It felt like he’d become harder inside her. She couldn’t make a sound as Brian filled her mouth. The sensations, the taste, and the scent of desire her mindless with her own need for completion. Her body rode the waves of their mutual passions. Helena felt her body arching and straining for both. Her body screamed for completion and now her body demanded that both men satisfy her.
Her hands wrapped about Brian’s thighs, trying to pull him closer to her, Helena’s back arching to take Chris deeper. She drowned in what these men did to her. Then Helena heard Chris howl as his pleasure tipped the scales and he found his own completion. She felt his hot release deep inside her. A few more strokes and he left her wanting, no needing, more. But she’d not found her completion it in and grunted when Chris’ body left her hot, open, and begging for more.
His fingers quickly replaced himself within her core, and she arched, begging for fulfilment. Panting, he said, “Your turn, brother.”
The two men changed places. Chris now stroking his member before her eyes. It twitched before her eyes, his interest slowly returning. Brian took her attention momentarily as his hardness sank into her needy heat. Crying out at the welcome invasion, she impaled herself completely on Brian. Chris stepped forward and took her breasts in his hands. He toyed harshly with them.
Helena awoke to the ringing of the phone and struggled to get out from under several sleep-laden limbs belonging to the twin. With a groan, she picked up the phone. “Hello?” “Okay, you better be able to tell me you don’t know where the twins are because I want to keep this guy around longer.” “Who? Jillian, you aren’t making any sense. Give me a sec.” She sat up fully and looked at the chaos that was her bed. Oh, she knew where the twins were, but who was Jillian talking about? “He says he’s one of their Betas.” Helena heard Jillian partially block the phone’s microphone. “Hey, what’s your nam
Helena looked at herself in the mirror before she left her room. True to their word, both men stood in the corridor arguing about something, but as soon as her door opened, they shut down their whispered conversation. “Anything wrong?” She asked pointedly, seeing whether one would be truthful with her at this point. No, they shut down the conversation and wouldn’t talk about it. Helena admitted to herself that she’d expected nothing else at this point from them. Who would admit a weakness when they’re competing for a position like Alpha? They wanted to put their strongest foot forward. “No, it’s fine, nothing important.” Chr
Helena settled in the desk chair and the morning files quickly ended up on the desk before her and the Chris and Brian settled on the two corners of the desk. Wally and Josh stood before them, waiting to be acknowledged before they finally reported what they’d come here for so early in the morning. “Fine. Now we have the privacy of a closed door. What do you have for us?” Chris demanded. Josh and Wally looked between each other before Wally took the lead and spoke up. “We’ve received reports that Nathan’s seen in the presence of Clarence Johnson, the Alpha of the Blue Mountain Pack. We’ve confirmed that Nathan is alive and now in Blue
Helena struggled to keep her mind on the things she needed to do. Her mind just wouldn’t stay on topic. There were just too many things she needed to get a grasp of. Her father’s ideas for the position of Alpha. Her father’s death, no, his murder. Ugh, that one’s a sticking point. Now more than ever the safety of the pack, herself, and even the twins. They knew where the trouble came from now. But how could she get the facts? Those facts made understanding, reacting, and predicting the future so much easier. Now she couldn’t mourn, she didn’t have time for it. Too many people relied on her to get things done. Jillian returned with the information from the medical centre and though most of the news appeared good. The number of beds taken up didn’t bode well if they’re attacked aga
Helena couldn’t believe these men. They fought over everything yet ended up working hand and glove together at the end. Brian appeared as the comforting and providing one. While Chris displayed the protecting and controlling traits. As time went on, she saw the two work together as parts of a single whole. Even their wolf forms symbolized the yin and Yang of their personalities. Brian appeared as a solid white wolf while Chris appeared solid black, equal in size. How could she choose between them? Was it still her call who would become the next alpha? Now Jillian and she sat on the back
Helena followed the others into the lake house. As they settled into the place, Josh sent the few enforcers out to monitor the activity around the lake and house. Then he went about setting up a small command centre in a corner of the living room. Jillian and Helena went upstairs to settle in and have a little privacy. “This is insane. We can’t be running away every time something like this happens.” Jillian dropped her bag onto a bed in frustration. “What if they need us? We’re here and it’s almost a half-hour drive back.” “I gather they don’t believe we’re needed there. After all, we’re non-combat females. Maybe, their right. Our being there puts others in danger. Here we’re tucked
Later, Helena and Jillian stood in the small kitchen of the lake house, listening to Josh with his radio. He listened to the instructions and communications. She thought it would ease her mind to hear the news of the incident, but it didn’t. Helena worried over the safety of Brian and Chris. How could they expect her to stand around in a safe place, while they go into danger for a pack that wasn’t theirs, but hers? She stood there leaning against the sink, chewing nervously on the inside of her cheek, listening, and praying that she didn’t hear a report about any injured or, worse, dead. How did this happen? She went from disliking the idea of mating, either. To the anxiety over which one to choose. Then to enjoying them both together in her bed, and now praying neither die defending her pack.&
Life settled down for them after that, and a routine formed. Their pack understood their unique relationship. It helped when Alfred could come up with some documentation he’d found while doing his own study on their unique bond. It and Bethany fascinated the man became a friend to Helena and Jillian. Nathan and Asia eventually settled on a date to be formally accepted by their pack and to acknowledge their mating. It was something their pack needed to. Life for them soon became full of creating and building. Several of the lone wolves filtered in and requested a place within Nathan’s pack. Davis helped greatly with that because he could identify these lone wolves and vet their stories. By winter, there were enough homes to keep the Blue Mountain Pack safe from the elements. Money appeared out of the rambling and incomplete financial status. Helena didn’t look too closely, but she suspected several packs contributed funds and investments so that they could start agai
Asia now understood how much she didn’t know about wolf shifters and their society. The mating ceremony wasn’t elaborate, but there were meanings behind everything. Luck and good fortune were part of the reason everything was being done. Prosperity and abundance. She was told so many stories and traditions that her head spun from all of them. It was so different from what she’d learned in her time underground with them. The other women were afraid to speak of these things while Clarence was alive. Afterward, there were other things to think about. Now they were looking forward to the Alpha Acceptance Ceremony and their Mating Recognition Ceremony. It was so busy that most nights everyone went to bed exhausted to start again the next day. They could get the new packhouse built and several outbuildings so that they could winter with a roof over all their heads. They planned a school for the new year for all the packs in the area to send their pups, too. So the
The pack came alive with the discovery of the celebration. These were things they lived for. Births, matings, and all the little cornerstones of member lives. They were a close knit family and community. This was something they could sink their proverbial teeth into. Presents weren’t necessary, but someone would always find something to bring.They planned a nighttime ceremony as tradition dictated and that gave most of the day to prepare the simple things for the ceremony.Dusk was falling and Helena cornered Jillian in her apartment to get ready. Davis took an hour and greeted those attending. Jillian fluttered about in a distracted and nervous state. Helena couldn’t figure out what would calm her down. But she started out with some logic.“First off. Here’s the dress. Let’s get you dressed. Honestly, you’d think Davis wasn’t yours already. At least, your instincts were smart enough to catch him. Everything is already recorded and technically, this is just to get your sister to leav
The work lunch was going well, but as the meeting came to an end, Chris noticed Jillian again adjusting the collar of her top. With a frown, he watched her for a little longer. “Is that a bite on your neck, Jillian?” Her response was to put her hand over the mark and blush. “It is! Well, I guess congratulations are in order for both of you. When are you planning to have your mating recognition ceremony?” “We’ll see. We’ve not set a date yet. There’s no hurry after all this stuff happening.” Jillian tried to take the pressure off of the subject, because she hoped they would drop it. “We’re going to have one as soon as it’s possible. No time to waste pretending things might change.” Davis interrupted Jillian’s uncomfortably nervous rambling to state the opposite of his mate’s words. “Davis! What are you talking about? We can’t do that. It’s too soon after all the deaths.” Jillian looked askance at Davis, unable to believe he’d said none of this to her
Nathan all but dragged himself back to the camp. He’d not fought all that much. It’d just been a long night. Too long if you asked him. But he represented the Blue Mountain Pack until the end. The witches would not all him to sit in and watch the trial. But he knew that witch and golem were now no longer a threat to the Blue Mountain. Now what would he do since the pack chose him to be their leader? Did he dare think of himself as the perfect candidate? He’d done a right fine job of being a roadblock to the current leadership there. Would he bring that blindness to this pack? Or could he be confident that he’d learned his lesson? If only he could see into the future and everything it held. Asia would see him as the stuff Alpha’s were made of. But he knew she’d read far too many romance novels involving werewolves, and they were far from correct in most things about wolf shifters. The camp was moving today, which meant he wouldn’t get much sleep, nor would the few peo
Jillian watched Davis make sure that her sister and mother, with her mother’s latest side piece, were settled in their cabin. Gods, the guy wasn’t much older than her sister. He’d be better suited to her sister. What did these men see in her mother? She had two adult daughters. She didn’t care if her mother found someone. Actually, Jillian would love her mother to find someone she had something in common with. This guy wouldn’t be able to keep up with her in a conversation and she wouldn’t be able to keep up with him in pretty much any physical activity. Jillian could see this becoming another crash and burn. She bet he’d not met his fated mate and when he did, he’d have a devil of a time removing her clinging mother from him. Or Jillian would have to deal with the high drama. At least, right now, Davis showed no interest in her sister’s advances. He’d spoken to her once already, and her sister acted like he must be mistaken. Now Jillian wasn’t sure if she m
“If we are going to return to some form of normal, we need to finish preparing the Alpha apartments for us. You know. Get all our ducks in a row.” Chris mentioned as they ate breakfast in their apartment. This was the first day of the rest of their lives together in his estimation, and he was becoming impatient at how must mess it left and the sheer number of strings that weren’t tied down. This wasn’t something he wanted to have happened again. “As long as those ducks don’t turn into raccoons or squirrels, I’ll be happy. I thought we setup for them to be renovated by now?” Helena pushed her plate away from her. How this would play out, she didn’t know, but she had to get it going or she’d get bogged down in her grief. “We did, but half of the work crew was called up to hunt. Which put the schedule back and I’ve not been given a revised schedule.” Brian added, and he clearly felt horrible about that. They didn’t need so many people to hunt down the golem or
Alfred walked from the room they used for their courts and formal audiences. It wasn’t used much these days, but it was never pleasant. The council agreed to punish Veronica with imprisonment and being stripped of her abilities. Not a simple thing to do. She’d never live a normal life if she finished her imprisonment. Veronica would have to stay hidden from the mortal world because of the knowledge she could spread. Basically, she’d just trade one prison for another and the identity she knew once would always be a faint memory. In the old day, they’d have just killed her, and Alfred believed that was a far more merciful thing to do. None of this gives her hope and then lets someone else deal with the fallout. Though he could wash his hands of her. She’d go with the elders of the council back to their homeland, which was secreted away. That’s where the sentence would occur. Their coven didn’t have the resources or place to keep her during her punishment. This was the end of th
Veronica didn’t know how long she’d been there. The light turned off and on several times. She could have been there for hours or days. She didn’t know. Finally, someone gave her food. Once she ate, it didn’t take long for a small group of people to come along and haul her out of the prison, she found herself in. She was prepared to celebrate her freedom until she found herself locked in a chair in another dark room. Veronica could hear the movement of people in robes on the edges of the large empty room. She wasn’t sure what to expect from these people. Veronica schooled herself not to give into the fear. She couldn’t quite achieve that, so she sat there attempting not to admit to anything incriminating or to give up on her very life. Finally, the lights came up enough within the room, that left little to the imagination of what they used this room for. It was a courtroom, and she was on trial. They dared to force their views and rules on her. That, alone burst her