“Where's Jen? Is she alright?” I look at Ryan with pleading eyes and he responds with smiles.
“She had to go back home, but she is fine, not a single scratch on her, don't worry.” I can see the pride in his eyes. “It looks like the only wanted to hurt you, Sam.” He adds the second parts mostly as a whisper, as if he didn't want to upset me further, and both Carla and Luke growl.
I sigh and look everyone in the eyes before speaking. “I think it's time you guys knew everything about me and the trouble I seem to attract everywhere I go, since that damned day when I got my rank.”
Most of the people present in Carla's office knew bits and pieces about me and what had happened, which were all true, but they didn't have the full picture, not even Ryan, who knew more than the others, because Jen told him. Not leaving anything out, I told them about the struggle I have with finding out more about my birth parents, but also about the ranking results. Even if my parents were Omegas, I had excelled in the physical department and often taken down Betas and Alphas when we were training. Over the past few weeks, after all the shadiness around Mr Biggins' refusal to give me back my file, I had grown convinced that something had happened, either with my test or with my results, and neither the elders of our pack, or Alpha Jaxon wanted me to know about it. Shady, right?
When it came to the part of the story relating to my adoptive parents, I had told them what I knew about my mom being originally from Silver pack. That's when Rudy told me that he is also from Silver pack. Hell, I kept starring at a stain on the carpet while I told them all about how the Bailey's asked me to leave their home not caring where I went of how I would survive. Like they haven't raised me as their own for the past 18 years, like their flesh and blood.
I never realised just how inclusive The Hound was. And not just that, but everything I have experienced outside my pack since I ventured out of our territory more. It has only taught me just how narrow minded Crescent Moon pack really is. And just like Carla said, how 'archaic' their ways are.
Here we are, working together, members of Crescent Moon pack, Blood Moon pack and Silver pack in a pub that welcomes wolves regardless of their packs, humans and other supernaturals that are looking for a drink, some fun and no trouble.
I look at Rudy “Angela Bailey? Well, I guess she wouldn't have been called Bailey when she was there.”
“I know about a lady called Angela who left our pack for Crescent Moon. That was about 20 years ago though, after her mate was killed in a training accident, but as you said, I don't think her last name was Bailey.
She was a bit younger than me so we didn't exactly move in same circle. What I do know is that she couldn't cope with the loss of her mate and requested our then Alpha's permission to move to Crescent Moon. She was one of the pack's best warriors, but the Alpha agreed not wanting to have a loose cannon in his pack. Last I heard she had become a high ranking wolf in Crescent Moon's army. It was either that or becoming a rogue, so I guess it worked out well. If I'm not mistaken, she's a...”
“..Commander, yeah, that would be her. Well, at least that part about where she
came from was true, I guess it's something.”
“Hey, I'm sorry if I upset you, kid. I was only trying to help.”
“No Rudy, you've not upset me, I'm grateful to you for sharing that information with me.” I get up to give him a hug and he seems to melt. Rudy is truly a softie at heart.
12 - Player
Jason
Waking up early has never been my strong suit. I have to force myself out of bed at this impossible time - 4 AM - to make my flight to England. I roll over and reach my hand feeling for my phone, so I can stop the blaring alarm coming from it, when I feel movement next to me. Fuck, I must have fallen asleep before I told her to go. I slipped up and broke my own rule of no girls sleeping over. I just have a feeling this is going to bite me in the ass.
I quickly get up, making sure I'm not subtle at all about my movements and loudly make my way to the bathroom. That should do it, that should annoy her enough to get up and leave to her room to continue her sleep. After I take a quick shower to make sure I remove her sickening scent from me and also wake myself up properly, I look in the mirror and find myself grinning. I'm excited to go back home. I've missed my pack more that I expected to. Hell, I even miss the pest that Marie is, I even miss... No! Oh, hell no! What the fuck is wrong with me, that my mind goes there?
Groaning, I splash some more cold water on my face to make sure I'm really awake and my brain is fully functioning again. Satisfied, I wrap the bath towel around my waist and get out of the bathroom with my mind set on finding something to wear, and calling a taxi to drive me to the airport.
“Morning, baby.” Oh, crap she's still here. Her naked body spread out like that on my sheets does nothing for me. Well, that was a lie. It does something. It annoys the shit out of me. Can't this girl take a hint? I was expecting her to be gone by the time I was out of the bathroom.
“I have an early flight to catch. I have o get ready, so..” I not so subtly glance towards the door, but I guess it wasn't as straightforward as I imagined.
“So you want me to help?”
“No, I'm good, but thanks anyway.” Is she playing dumb? She is, isn't she?
“When will you be back? I feel like I miss you already.” She purrs and looks at me intently, while batting her long eyelashes. I really need to get this over with.
“Listen, Veronica .. ..” I start while searching for the best words that I can use to gently, but firmly, kick her out.
“It's Victoria!” Her eyes are getting black and she seems really pissed off now. Well, that makes two of us and it's not my fault she doesn't understand the concept of a one night stand.
I scratch the back of my head. “Victoria, yes. I knew that.” No, I didn't. “I think I gave you the wrong impression last night. I'm not looking for anything serious. We'll most likely never see each other ever again. I only have few months of Alpha training left at the Academy, and I think you mentioned you're already leaving in 3 weeks.”
“Months, Jason. I'm leaving in 3 months. And my pack is close to yours, we can make it work, we can merge the packs, and..”
“Whoa, let me stop you right there before this goes too far, Veronica. Victoria, I mean Victoria.” Shit, why did I have to fuck the clingiest she wolf right before I'm due to leave back home? Granted, she was so hot and ready to go, I was a bit wasted after drinking with the other Alphas at the graduating party of an Alpha from Russia. Damn those Russians can drink. They have brewed their own alcohol, that can affect werewolves just as normal alcohol affects humans. I swear to you, 4 shots in and I barely knew my name or where I had come from. I was awesome. I'm glad Dimitry and I became friends, because once both of us are Alphas of ours packs, a treaty will be in place.
Which reminds me, Victoria, or whatever her name is, is an Alpha just like me. Why would she act all clingy like this, she should hold her head high, tell me to go fuck myself and go away, never speaking to me ever again. Is that too much to ask?
“I thought.. I mean since neither of us has found their mates.. “ She trails on, but I honestly don't have the time nor the patience for this shit. I have to end this and I have to end it now. She's going to make me miss my flight if she doesn't leave soon. And by soon I mean in the next 2 minutes, because in 5 minutes I have to leave for the airport or else I'm screwed. I only got 3 days leave from the Academy and it's a 15 hours flight each way, so that basically leaves me with only 1 day to visit my pack and take Brian with me. If I miss my flight, there's no point on getting the next one.
Only Goddess knows how I managed to leave in time for my flight. Victoria did not take my refusal to be with her too well, but I managed to leave and I'll deal with her once I'll get back to the Academy. Maybe I'll get really lucky and she finds herself a new 'victim ' in the meantime. On the very bright side, I'm currently on the plane chilling in business class, because, you know - Alpha, and Luder for a
change is not giving me a headache with his constant moaning and complaining. Life is good. Only 10 more hours to go and I'll be home.
“Would you like something to drink Mr Wright?” The naughtiness and implication in the air hostess' voice does not elude me.
“I'm alright, thank you. I am bit tired though, it's been a long morning.”
“I see. If you need anything, anything at all, just let me know. I may even help you relax a bit so it will be easier to fall asleep.” She bites her lower lip as if putting all her cards on the table. And I mean, it's right there, she is practically begging me, I can't say no, that would be plain rude and my mother raised me better than that.
I smile wickedly at her and I see her eyes sparkling back with desire and mischief. She slightly nods her head and looks towards the plane's toilets, as if telling me to follow her. After she leaves, seductively swaying her hips while making her way along the narrow corridor, I wait for 2 minutes, not wanting to raise any suspicion. I don't actually care, but I'm trying to nice, remember? I adjust the front of my pants and then get up to follow her. I'm as ready as she is.
With a short knock on the toilet door I let the eager flight attendant know that I'm here. She opens the door and I'm delighted to see her shirt is already unbuttoned showing me a very nice view of the full breasts spilling eagerly out of her lace bra. My own erection is twitching painfully in my trousers, and she licks her lips as she looks down at my bulge.
I let her pull me into the small space and start devouring her neck as she locks the door. This is not my first time doing it in a tiny space like this, so I get to work by lifting her skirt up and sliding her damp panties to the side. She is so fucking wet and ready, begging me to take her and to fuck her hard. I also need a release and I need it fast. She skilfully unzips my jeans and works her way around my underwear to grab hold of my shaft. Her eyes widen when she realised just how big I am, and I smirk at her knowingly.
She is human, so I'm not going to be a dick about it and destroy her leaving her broken for future partners, I'm going to fuck her hard, but not rough. We'll both get what we wanted or needed by the end of this encounter and we'll both be satisfied. See? I'm a perfect gentleman.
“Anna.” She squeaks out her name in between thrusts and I just grunt as a response. I don't need to know her name, I just need her to be quiet as I chase down my own release. Judging by how her eyes rolled in her head and by her moans, I'm sure she got her high as least 2 times since we started.
“You're great, Anna.” I decided to throw her a bone and just as I suspected that tipped her over the edge once more. I chuckle in my head at how easy humans are to please, and start thrusting faster and faster into her. I managed to lift her by her ass and support her while fucking her senseless. Once again my mind wonders to the last person I wanted to picture while having an orgasm but I let it be because I quite enjoyed the release I experienced.
“Wow, that was amazing. “ Anna's voice is barely a whisper and she pants like she just finished running a marathon. I help her down and adjust my clothing before pecking her lips and leaving the plane's toilet, leaving her. She was right, I got to give her that, I slept really good after I returned to my seat, and only got up an hour before the plane was due to land and I was, well rested, if I may add.
13 - Nightmare
Samantha
A few weeks have passed since that dreadful day I got attacked, and boy was that a rollercoaster. After I got stabbed with a silver dagger by Timothy, I was thinking it couldn't get any worse than that. But as life has proven me on and on for the past months, I was gravely mistaken. The mere thought of that episode sends painful chills down my spine and I still flinch whenever I see a knife, any knife.
The office in The Hound has been my temporary hospital room after Ryan, Luke and Jen got me there. Under the strict doctor's orders (that came from Jennifer) Carla and Rudy had taken care of me and helped me get back on my feet. After I had healed enough, and finally convinced Carla and the others that I'm fine and won't die if I leave her office, I went back to Crescent Moon territory, to the pack house, and begged the guards to take me to see the Alpha.
Looking back, I shouldn't have told Carla I'm going straight to my small apartment. I should have told her the truth, but I had no way of anticipating what was going to happen. Or I was once again too naive, take your pick.
The guards stationed at the pack house were less than impressed with my sob story, if anything the seemed happy to hear what happened to me, but after Marie saw me and freaked out when I told her what happened, I managed to speak to the Alpha and to the Luna. I'm sure if not for Marie, the guards would have kicked me out, emphasis on the 'kicked' part. I still can't understand why the hell everyone hates me so much? I'm not aware of doing anything that would earn me their hate. Every member of Crescent Moon, except for Marie and Jen, treat me like I'm public enemy no 1.
I had tears in my eyes when I had told Alpha Jaxon everything that happened and who had attacked me. He didn't say a single word, and just stood listening to me. The Luna also quietly listened to my story and I did not understand why she seems so puzzled and confused. It was almost like she had already heard this story, but a different version of it, and was now trying to compare sides and see which one makes better sense. I was sure the other story had a version that painted me as anything but the victim.
Alpha Jaxon controlled his emotions and reactions better than his mate, but guess what? As a result of everything that happened, I got suspended from school and placed in the pack's dungeons for 2 weeks.
Let me explain how it happened: When the Beta came in the room and I was asked to leave and wait outside, I had a feeling that I took the wrong decision by coming here in the first place, not to mention I was stupid in telling them what happened, but it was too late to back out. So I waited, I waited a few hours next to the two guards who seemed disgusted to be there with me.
I started plotting a way to leave the pack house, when I was finally called back into the Alpha's office. The Beta told me that they had spoken to Timothy and Roger, the boys I've accused of attacking me. He then proceeded to formally tell me that action will be taken and a severe punishment is due. I finally allowed myself to feel a glimpse of hope, but that all came crashing down once they explained they decision and sentence.
Amongst others feelings, the most intense one was feeling stupid. Yes, I felt so stupid when Alpha Jaxon said that their investigation concluded that I had instigated the attack and that I posed an imminent danger to the other pack members. It didn't fully register in my brain that I would be spending time in the dungeons, like I was some rogue wolf who attacked the pack, or someone who had committed treason. Yet, that is exactly how they were painting me.
Everyone refused to believe that Jen was with me, and despite her efforts to back my story she had to give up as to not become my cell mate.
These are things I found out about after I was rescued from the dungeons. Apparently the Council has, not so subtly, told Ryan that if Jennifer doesn't stand down from backing my story she would not be granted permission to join Blood Moon pack. If Blood Moon though of taking Jennifer against pack orders, Crescent Moon threatened to attack Blood Moon. Since our pack is slightly more powerful, nobody wanted to risk a war, so Ryan took Jennifer into Blood Moon pack and she became a fully pledged pack member there, but leaving me still in the dungeons and with nobody to back my story.
I have not, and will not, hold any grudges against her, because I know she was met with an impossible decision, and that she made the right call.
Carla recently told me that Blood Moon has requested a formal audience with Alpha Jaxon, and after their meeting Luke managed to convince our Alpha to allow me out of the dungeons. I cringed when she told me it was not easy for Luke to get me out of there. I still feel guilty for putting these people through so much trouble.
My guess is that Alpha Jaxon didn't have much choice when he learned that the Alpha of one of the closest all
ied packs and his Beta were there to witness the attack. I bet Dumb and Dumber did not plan on that, and I mean Roger and Timothy. They had covered up Jen's involvement and silenced her, but nobody can persuade Luke and Ryan to change their story. As a result, Crescent Moon's Council and Alpha Jaxon were forced to admit that my sentencing might have been rushed and my punishment possibly uncalled for.
It stung a bit that Crescent Moon's Beta, who is sort of an uncle for me, acted like he didn't even know me. Like he never attended one of my birthday parties, like he never pretended to drink tea out of tiny pink cups with me. Although, while losing a family it looks like I gained a new one, a better one that sticks my me through thick and thin. That Is why I have something very important to speak to Luke, to Alpha Luke actually.
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Sometimes it takes the form of a nightmare and sometimes it takes the form of the happiest moment of my life. I must be a thing of perspective. I think about the day Luke came and got me out of that horrible place and today it's in a good way.
-Flashback-
“Hey Sam.” A soft voice echoes and I'm not sure if I'm imagining it, or if it's real. “Let's go. It's over, we'll get you out of here.” The angel like voice is promising something I gave up upon. It must not be real.
“Sam, get up, come on.” Luke's voice wakes me up not from a sleeping state, but from numbness. I had spent two awful weeks in this cell and endured beatings I could never imagined were possible to apply to a young woman.
And why? That's all I screamed when they would take turns kicking and whipping me until you couldn't tell if I was alive or dead.
WHY?
But they never said the reason, I'm sure they didn't even know. Truthfully, I never remember Alpha Jaxon and the pack Council sentencing me to beating and abuse. They only sentenced me to be locked up in the dungeons, but that must come with as a package.
“Luke? Is that you?” I ask with a shaky voice, too scared that it might be just a hallucination after all, and he wasn't really here. Scared that this is just a sick plot from the guards to get me up and start the beating again.
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