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“Where are the files that I told you to get together on the Obsidian Pack? Why are you so incompetent? How do you think you’ll be able to lead this pack if you can’t even follow simple directions?” My father, our alpha, growls at me.Knowing better than to verbally respond, I walk to the desk and pick up the large file from his file sorter. It’s right beside his computer monitor and the exact place that he tells me to put all of his files each time he asks me to create for him. The same place it was when he walked in from lunch. I had also sent a file to him via email and uploaded it to his laptop, so that he wouldn’t have to carry the bulky file with him. But, it’s better not to say that.Since I graduated high school nearly four years ago, I have been in “alpha training” with my father. It mostly consisted of being my father’s personal assistant and on call for him at all hours of the day and night. You would think that he would be happy to retire, having been in his 30s wh
Two days later… I don’t know how they managed it with how much of an asshole Casen’s dad is, but both Damien and Casen have the day off. I wake up to both of them barging into my room singing “Happy Birthday.” Would have been nice had they warned me, though, seeing as I only sleep in a pair of underwear. “Oh shit!” Casen screams, covering his eyes. “Well, damn, Rin! Happy Birthday to all of us!” Damien drawls out, his eyes focused on my tits. I huff out. “It’s not like you’ve never seen me naked, guys. We go for runs all the time.” I throw off my blanket and climb out of bed. Damien leers at me. “Yeah, but we’ve never seen you laying in bed. With your hair all messed up like that…mmm, gives me ideas.” He waggles his eyebrows up and down and jumps onto my bed. I laugh at him. “Yeah, well, we’re not mates, so you can get those ideas out of your head.” I mean the remark to be funny. I mean, neither of us have ever made moves on each other. I’ve actually never had those
Two days later… I wake up to the sound of my alarm at 5 am. It’s my usual wake up time to make sure that I can get some training in before my father wakes up at 7. Typically he has some inane request for me to complete before breakfast and we get to the office at 9. I like to get my day started on a good note before that asshole tries his best to ruin it. I usually meet Rin and Damien down at the gym. Occasionally we’ll see Severn, when he isn’t away from the pack. He’ll greet us and then go off on his own. He really doesn’t interact with us, which makes it difficult to think about how we’ll all work together. He doesn’t even really talk to Damien and they both have already taken over their positions in our pack. Rin hasn’t been at the gym for the past two days because of her birthday and then the start of her trials. Today is day two for her. I wonder if I’ll get to see her. We haven’t been able to talk alone since her birthday. There’s nothing more I want to do than fi
I scream as he suddenly pushes into me, both in pain and pleasure. There is a sudden and intense sting as Casen breaks my hymen, before he stills inside of me. “Oh, shit! Rin, I’m so sorry. I got too excited.” Casen is obviously really upset, his hands cupping my face, his eyes already turning back to their normal appearance. “Wait. Let me pull out.” He goes to move, but my legs squeeze him tighter, my hands weaving into his hair and pulling him into my lips. I hungrily kiss him, slowly moving my hips to feel the sweet ache of my virginity ease and true pleasure ramp up. Casen moans into my mouth, allowing me to move on him. I can feel how hard it is for him not to respond, to keep his body still as I find my pleasure on him. I can feel his chest and arm muscles tense and bunch under my hands. I moan as I start to move faster, but I can’t get enough purchase because I’m pressed against the wall. “Casen! Let me ride you.” My voice is so strained, so breathy and it se
Even though the mating period lasts for several weeks, the council only gives us my birthday to get acclimated to each other. We’ve gotta get things going so that we can take over as alpha and luna of the pack. Once Rin and I have taken our titles, I can kick my father out and set things in Rin’s dad’s, Severn’s, and Damien’s hands so Rin and I can continue our mating period. Goddess, just thinking about that she-wolf waiting for me has me getting hard. Don’t start that now, Alpha. They agreed that you would only have to do three groups of tests today instead of the whole testing day. Just an hour with the high schoolers and you’ll be back in my arms. Since it’s a white day, I’ve got something special for you. Through the mindlink, she sends me a visual of her looking at herself in the mirror. Her back is to me and she looks over her shoulder at herself in the mirror. She’s bent over, one foot on the bed and she’s buckling a white high heel. She’s wearing a matching white
It’s the day of our ascension ceremony. The day that I will become Luna of the Gibbous Moon pack, beside my mate and alpha, Casen. This isn’t a day that I had ever thought would happen, nor a mate I had genuinely thought that I would have. If I’m telling the truth, I always thought that I would be mated to a beta, delta, or gamma from another pack. I thought that I’d be here for a few years and then my mate would take me elsewhere. I never thought that I would be a luna, let alone mated to my best friend. But honestly, I’m glad it’s him. I’ve always thought how strange it must be to have these intense feelings towards someone that you barely know. Many mates have to ask each other’s names, yet they are already half in love with their mate at first sight. They almost immediately start having sex. I’m not opposed to the idea, but I’ve saved myself for my mate. I’d like for it to be more than a “Hi, my name is blah blah blah. Let’s fuck.” I think the Moon Goddess took that
I can’t fucking believe it! How the fuck did we get a flat tire 20 miles outside of the territory? I can already feel the alpha’s anger and the mindlink isn’t even active yet. “Get that damn tire off! I swear, if it isn’t changed in the next five minutes, each of you will be scrubbing the fucking dungeons with your Goddess-damned toothbrushes before you brush your teeth every damn morning for a month! Channel your inner Nascar pit crew and get it fucking done!” I scream. “Yes, Gamma!” they answer, scurrying to get the tire changed. I was already in a piss-poor mood for a variety of reasons, including the damn hunt for the two rogues who had dared to trespass on our property, raping one of our she-wolves after killing her mate and pup. They were part of a nest, a temporary pack of rogues that get together for the purpose of looting and raiding packs. They can’t band together for more than a few weeks because of their feral tendencies. There tends to be infights and then blo
Ok, so I’m going to be straight with you. I’m not. Straight that is. I’m very much bisexual. I like women. I like men. I like vag and tits and I like dicks and balls. I like sex and it doesn’t really matter much to me which gender it is with. With the vast amount of stress my father put me under since I shifted, I needed to find relief in an anonymous sex life. That’s why I joined a club about an hour from our pack’s western borders called the No Holes Barred to get what I needed outside of the pack. Ok, yes, yes, I know the name is kinda corny. But they mean it. You have to be open to anything going into this club. Granted, you can always say no. Nothing is going to happen to you without your consent, but there is a general understanding that anyone that goes in there is up for sex with anyone else. It’s a non-human bar, owned by fae from the Seelie Court, so my standing as the alpha-to-be in my pack got me a membership at 16. None of us can contract human STDs and wol
Age 21… Charlie closes the door, cackling as Rose leaves after introducing our playroom to us. “I thought that you would have an apoplectic fit with all of the innuendos that Rose kept saying - “ She starts, but I spin her around and push her body into the wall. I kiss her hard and fast, knowing that my erection is digging into her stomach. She moans into my mouth, immediately responding to my touch. The fated sparks bloom over my skin as my hands immediately dip under the hem of her shirt and move across her abs and up to cup her tits. Charlie arches her back, pushing her tits further into my hands and I growl, ripping my mouth away from hers and moving down to her matemark. I suck at the marking of our unity. She screams her pleasure, her nails biting into my shoulders. Growling against her skin, I tell her, “Ever since we walked into the playroom and I saw that sex swing, I couldn’t think of anything else. I need you. Now.” “Yes…” she breathes out. I pick her up, wrapp
Age 21… “Darlings! I’m so excited to see you out and about after the mating frenzy! And we’re going to be designing a sex room, I hear? I love it!” That’s Rose. She’s one of the best designers in our pack. And her special penchant? Sex rooms. Because Rose is part owner of The Sanctuary. And as a mating gift for two of her best clients, she will be designing a room for Zak and I. It’s funny that a petite little she-wolf in her 50s would have this type of hobby, but to each their own. And honestly, the rooms at The Sanctuary were gorgeous. Even the dungeons had class and panache. Textures, hidden places, furniture that doubled as cozy and restraints. And the color palates are gorgeous. If anyone will understand what we need in our own playroom, it’s Rose. “Hi, Rose! It’s so good to see you again,” I say, stepping into her arms for a huge hug. “My dear girl! You are positively glowing! Of course you are. I’ve seen what your mate is packing. I’m surprised you can wal
Age 21… “Zak, dude! Calm the fuck down!” Brandon sounded totally exasperated with me, but he can just fuck right off and I tell him so. “We’ll see how you handle everything the day before you become Beta!” I mutter out of the side of my mouth. I have been bouncing off of the walls the whole day. Tomorrow I’m taking up the mantle as Alpha of our pack and Charlie will finally find out that she’s my mate. I have no doubt in my mind that she is. I’ve always known that she will be. But having to wait for her to be sure is killing me. We’ve been dating since her birthday, just over two months. And honestly, it really isn’t that different from the time that we used to spend together, but now I get to kiss her whenever I want. Though I will never say that to her again, because it was apparently a line from the movie, Sweet Home Alabama. As much as I love Charlie and am willing to do anything for her, I think I might poke my eyes out with a fork if I have to watch that again. She
Age 21… “Charlie, calm the fuck down. You’ll be fine. You’re not doing anything life changing or anything. Just committing the rest of your life to taking care of the pack, ya know,” Devin says and he’s lucky that all I can do is throw a hair clip at him while my mom and Luna Clara are doing my hair and makeup. Lauren is painting my toenails and she also threw one of the toe separators at Dev. “If you’re just going to be a pain in the ass, son, you know where the door is.” “Oh, com’on. I’m just trying to lighten the mood. Look! She’s stopped shaking and now she’s just annoyed at me,” he says, laughing. I see Luna Clara in front of me, biting her lip as she tries not to laugh. And I lose it. I can’t hold back my laughter when Luna Clara is laughing too. “You two are incorrigible,” Mom mutters as she curls my hair, but I see a smile tugging at her lips in the mirror. “Why are you in here anyway, Dev? You’ve gotta go get dressed,” Lauren asks him, cutting her eyes at hi
Age 20… “Charlie,” I moan, opening my eyes and see that her lips are wrapped around my morning wood. Her cheeks hollow and she sucks hard, taking me all the way down her throat and causing my fingers to twine in her hair. “Oh, fuck!” I grit out from between my teeth. She swallows as much as she can with my cock rammed down her throat. It causes her throat to squeeze around me. “Charlie! Baby! That feels so fucking good.” She hums along my cock and I’m lost. I can’t hold back my need for this she-wolf. One of my hands fists in her hair, the other moving to the bed to give me leverage as I bend my knees and begin fucking up into her mouth. My head falls back as I’m thrown into heaven. Her mouth is fucking bliss. It feels so amazing to have her lips wrapped around my cock again. She is the only she-wolf that’s ever been able to take my cock down to the base and it is fucking paradise. My thrusts start slow, allowing us both to get used to the feeling of my cock moving in
19 years old… I wake up to the dom walking out the door. Guess that they are heading out to get the stuff for aftercare. Fuck, my entire body is sore from the restraints, but that was the best sex that I’ve had in my entire life. Whoever this mistress is, I want her again. I’ve never felt so much pleasure from a blowjob. The way that she took my cock all the way down her throat, something that no other she-wolf has ever been able to do. Holy fuck, that was amazing. And then watching her ride me. Those deep brown eyes watching me and the way her heavy breasts swung over me. Goddess, how I wanted to dominate her. I’ve been learning how to be a switch for a little over a year. Sometimes, my alpha needs made me have to dominate my partner. But sometimes all of my alpha responsibilities were too much and I needed to have those choices taken from me. I loved watching this she-wolf dominate me, but now I wanted to feel her beneath me. Maybe I could convince her to do anot
Age 20… “Are you sure this is something that you want to do, Charlie?” Adam asks me. He keeps trying to talk me out of it. Says that it’s really hard for those that truly love to be dominated to become a switch and become the dominant. But something within me is telling me that I need to do it. That my matebond will require it. “I’ve told you, Adam. I think that the Goddess is telling me that my mate and I will need for me to be a switch. Him as well.” I look up at him, fluttering my eyelashes as I rest my head on his chest. “And I’ve only got a year until I can find my mate, my sweet dom. I need to learn as much as I can before that.” He chuckles down at me, placing an affectionate kiss on my forehead. “Well, I guess that takes me out of the running for being your mate, pet. I will be the only dominant in my bedroom” His hand runs up my bare side, moving to the see-through lace of my bra. He takes my nipple between his fingers, twisting and pulling it until I moan.
Age 18… I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m doing this. These words repeat over and over in my head as I’m sitting in the client room at “The Sanctuary,” going over the checklist that Dom Adam gave me. It is a week after my 18th birthday, making me an adult in the world of humans and paranormals alike. And my birthday gift to myself is a membership to “The Sanctuary,” a local werewolf BDSM club. Tonight is my first session with my dom and I’m trying really hard to keep myself together. As a werewolf, I have always had a really high sex drive, but once my wolf came at 16, all those plans of saving myself for my mate went out the window. I’m not as strong willed as I thought I would be, especially when I am in love with two of my three best friends and they are constantly in a state of undress around me because of shifting and training. And masturbating and sex toys can only do so much. I’ve been with a few warriors-in-traini
17 years old… Zak! It’s a wailing through the mindlink that wakes me out of a dead sleep. Normally, mindlinks are cut for us when sleeping unless there is an urgency to it, like an attack or a summons from the alpha. But the level in this wail is so painfilled, so desperate, that it breaks through. It takes me a second to realize what woke me, but by then, I’ve already gotten another link. Zak! I need you! It’s Brandon. He’s panicking, sounds like he’s crying. Brandon? Where are you? Are you ok? What’s going on? Questions are popping out a mile a minute, but I’m already jumping out of bed and pulling shorts on. I’m at the waterfall. They’re dead, Zak! Mom and Candy. They’re dead! I fly down the packhouse stairs and run outside. The second I feel the fresh air, I shift. Fuck the shorts. Honestly, fuck everything that isn’t Brandon. I need to get to him as fast as I possibly can. I tear through the forest, making the 20 minute hike in less than 10. I fe