As he rose from his seat, he grimaced in pain. The girl had shot him as he attempted to grab her in the bedroom. He’d full intentions of taking her in his brother’s bed. It would have been a welcome home Victor would never have forgotten if Collin had of succeeded, but she’d grabbed the rifle. He didn’t think she’d shoot him, but she proved him wrong. He needed to order his men not to return fire to keep them from killing her.
Without thinking twice, he’d given the command to tell Greg he wanted the girl. The Beta to the Dickson pack knew what would happen if Collin didn’t get what he wanted. He was a natural to be a leader. It had been something his father should have seen. Victor was not. Too soft and caring, he was by no means near ruthless enough to make the Feral pack what it once was.
Collin knew he could have and now he’d make his own. The pack he would create would eventually replace all the packs. To hell with his family, they had made him feel like a pariah for far too long. Hell even his own father and mother had looked at him as if he was a mistake they wished they could undo. He picked up his phone and dialed the Senator. The man would be more than happy to hear about his latest idea, and Collin knew that would mean additional funding for the Hybrid Project.
Chapter 7
Mica's bare feet moved almost soundlessly across the forest floor in the dim predawn light. She’d been up for only about an hour and knew she’d been making excellent headway. As a light rain seeped its way through the forest canopy she knew she’d need to slow down. Unlike the male half of her kind she wasn't as agile on wet leaves and slippery mud.
This morning when she crept out of the bed she slipped Victor's shirt from the ceremony on. That would help mask her scent. It had hung large and loose around her then but now it clung to her body as it was drenched. The long loose pony tail also lay wetly against her. She shivered a little, whether from the cold or the excitement she wasn’t completely sure.
Gingerly she stepped down a long narrow ledge. It overlooked the large lake. It was a breathtaking sight. The sight was picture perfect in the early morning light. As she admired the view, she heard a howl from several miles away. Victor she assumed had just discovered her gone.
A smile spread across her lips. Her inner wolf was nearly vibrating with anticipation of this pursuit. As she skirted the lakeside Mica picked up the pace again. She knew her scent would be harder to track now as the sky opened up and the rain poured down. It would also make it harder for her to scent him and that excited her more. As she fled towards the farther side of the lake, she marvelled at the absolute beauty of this place.
The picturesque lake was large and isolated. The way up here was via the old dirt road and it was the only one that led here. The forest that surrounded the lake was full of large pines, spruce, birch and maples that had grown unimpeded by human cutting. This entire area was still pristine. The water clean and cool, the Rocky Mountains stood majestically overlooking the whole area like sentinels standing guard over one of the country's last few treasured areas.
The low rumble of thunder off in the distance caused her to pause again. Tilting her head up, she sniffed the air deeply as a breeze drifted a heavy smell of ozone. This rain storm would get worse. As if to prove it she heard the clap of thunder, this time much nearer. She’d passed a large cave on the side of the lake near where she’d climbed down the rocky ledge and she figured that was the safest place to head in this weather.
She jogged at a good clip and made the cave as the dark skies lit up with a flash of lightening. As she fled inside she knew with this amount of rain there would be little chance of Victor following her trail or scent. It disappointed her. She’d looked forward to this chase all her life, only now she was already mated to her pursuer.
Only stepping within a few feet, she found she was able to stand completely upright. Mica guessed that the cave ceiling had to be close to twelve feet high. It was deep to as she saw quite a ways back. As another flash of lightening brightened the area a glittering caught her attention. Almost a good fifty feet back, on the cave wall near the ceiling was a strange colored streak. She stepped further in and strained her eyes. As a werewolf her vision was extremely good. Mica stared up at the deep orange yellow streak in the rock bed and wondered what it was. Eagerly anticipating the next flash of lightening to help her make it out better, Mica concentrated on the vein. It was nearly ten feet long and almost four feet wide.
She was so wrapped up in trying to get a better look she screamed as something growled behind her. The wolf was big, his fur was all black and his deep penetrating yellowish eyes stared at her as its lips were curled back over its fangs. Mica scented the air, Victor had found her and he didn't look happy. She stood there frozen in one spot while he shifted. The sounds of his body morphing filled the cave and soon a mostly human looking man stood before her.
The glowing embers in his eyes remained as did his fangs and claws. His body mass looked to be a bit bigger over all. Her gaze traveled over him and she swallowed hard. His erection looked even bigger than it did last night.
"I can expl—” She tried to say but he lunged at her. Mica easily dodged his grapple and fled for the mouth of the cave. The instinct to run had kicked in and fueled her flight response as adrenaline pumped into her.
She’d barely made the shoreline of the lake when his powerful arms grabbed her around the waist and roughly dragged her to the ground. Victor's body had twisted, taking part of the blow and she was left a little breathless from the impact. The heady rush of his musk filled her nostrils as she squirmed in his grasp.
* * * ~~~ * * *
The rain beat down on them and Victor felt the heat of her body rubbing against his as she tried to get away. His wolf nature had taken control. The man was merely a back seat observer as the inner beast within him won the right to rule its desires. Their first night he’d been gentle with her. This morning he’d no intention of it as his eyes locked with hers. They were wide and although she should be afraid she was not. He could tell by her scent that she was excited, even more so than the last two times they had mated.
Gripping her hair in his fist, he yanked her head back. Slowly he sniffed her neck and ear before he nipped at his mark on her.
"Victor I—” She began to say. He’d no patience for words. Sealing his lips over hers, he silenced her. He kissed her long and savage. His tongue barged between her lips as his free hand pushed the wet clingy material out of his way. This would be for his pleasure and he did what any wolf would do. He took what was his.
Slamming into her, his mate screamed into his mouth and tried to pull away. Her squirming against his body was only encouraging the wolf within him. He gripped her hips tightly to keep a hold of her. His claws barely pinching into her flesh as he moved himself with quick hard thrusts. Her small frame was completely covered by his and she struggled for her freedom. Mica pushed at his chest and his hips and actually managed to unsheathe him from her warm wet body.
As she twisted under him, he helped her along and pinned her hands roughly over her head in one hand. Now she lay flat on her belly on the ground and he slid his engorged length up along the crease of her wet bum. She stilled her movements and shook as he did it again. A soft moan slipped from her lips as she arched her bum towards him. She was playing a game with him. He knew by how thick her scent of heat was that she was more than ready to have him inside her. As his bulbous head barely pressed into her, she groaned and shoved herself up to push more in. Mica nearly howled as he slammed ahead filling her full in one hard movement.
She whimpered and his balls ached with his own need as his pace wasn't about to become merciful. His movements became ferocious and unforgiving. His need to spill his seed within her was all that the wolf in him could think about. Mica met each one of his movements with equal passion as her slender body gripped him in waves. She reached her peak and as a flood of hot wetness coated him she shook under him.
Her slender body convulsed on his length tightening its grip and pulli
ng his seed from him. Arching his head back, he howled his triumph in conquering his mate again. Barely laying on her, he shook, his body a little wobbly as he kept his weight off her. Victor was still hard and wanted more of her as he pulled out and moved his body so he could roll her over. Mica's lips clasped onto his in a passionate embrace and her now free hands gripped his hair pulling his face closer to hers. Her hips wiggled just enough to move him into place and she thrust her hips up along his rigid cock.
"Yes...more.” She moaned into his mouth. His she-wolf was insatiable and he liked it.
* * * ~~~ * * *
Mica gripped his hips with her hands driving herself to meet each one of his thrusts. Her body enjoying the fullness of him seated within her as her body tumbled mindlessly towards her next climax. This was so much better than she’d thought it would be. Suddenly he rolled onto his back, pulling her over with him. She felt him become almost too much for her as this new position fed her more of him.
Trembling on top of him, she didn't dare move as Victor's hands reached up and tore the shirt from her breast. Her orgasm sat on the edge. The pins and needles bursting all over her as her body tensed for it.
"Fuck Me!" Victor growled out the command as his hands massaged her swollen hard mounds and she moaned with delight at his touch. Her legs were wobbly and nearly useless as she attempted to pump herself onto his length. Mica moved slow and steady, her body sliding gradually up to the tip of his cock and then down to only half way.
She tried to find the rhythm that would please her mate and tried to go faster. The look in his eyes had gone bestial again. It was about to get rough and she trembled on him. As if that was the signal he’d been waiting for his hand left her nipples to grip her hips and he drove the entire shaft into her.
"Oh god.” She cried out as he did it again. The tears ran from her eyes as her inner core wrapped tightly around his invading rod and pulled to have more of it.
Every cell in her body felt as if it exploded as he filled her. The heated waves of pleasure crashed in around her and her mind went dizzyingly blank. There was only her and him and the glorious feeling of her body succumbing to the pleasure he gave her.
"Mica I'm going to cum!” He exclaimed. She collapsed across his chest and he continued to plunge into her as she breathed heavily against his heated flesh.
Both his hand gripped her hard and he slammed himself into her so deeply that her pelvis sat flush with his. The feeling was absolute rapture as a wildfire of heat rushed over her body and she constricted on him as she came again. This time his seed spilling into her added to the strength of her climax. Her body clamped down around his and she felt the heat rolling over her. Her mind again going nearly blank in the ecstasy he gave her.
They snuggled in each other's arms, breathless as the rain washed over their sweaty slick bodies. The coolness of it felt so good on her hot skin. Victor pushed the loose hair from her eyes and moved her face to look at him.
"Are you going to run away again?” He asked her softly.
"Are you going to chase me down like this again?” She asked. Mica felt the smirk as it pulled at the corners of her lips and he rolled her over onto her back. He slid his still hard length into her. A gasp escaped her mouth and she trembled at his entry, he felt so good inside her.
"Oh yes.” He said and he drove her into heavenly delights again.
Chapter 8
Storming into his house, Greg nearly broke the door as he slammed it shut. In the past twelve weeks his plans were coming unraveled as Alaric changed his mind. Not only was Mica's father not willing to kill Victor Feral now, but he was even considering forgiving him for what he’d done to Mica. However, Greg knew just how to fix that problem. He sat in front of his laptop and plugged in the thumb drive. The video played and for a moment he watched it. His body ached for revenge.
Mica lay naked under Victor Feral as the bastard’s body moved over the girl's slight frame. With a few alterations the ending of the video would appear much more different than the consensual act of her claiming Victor. Greg would make it look as if the entire act was forced on her. If this video didn't infuriate Alaric, nothing would.
As he manipulated the images, he also checked Alaric’s latest email. There was another one from Victor. He wanted to talk peace and reach an accord. An evil grin played on his lips as he deleted the message. It would be seen as a slight by Victor if Alaric didn't reply. This mutt wasn't going to ruin this for him, Greg had plans and if they failed Benjamin would die.
Having been double crossed by his partner had surprised him. The human was cunning and had known way too much about the Lycan's to not have crossed paths with them before. But now he dangled not only the leadership of the Dickson pack over him, but also the life of the only family he’d left. Greg was now forced to stay in this right to the dirty end and Mica was now a pawn on the board. That didn't sit well with him at all.
* * * ~~~ * * *
Three months had come and gone in a blur. Mica found little time to reflect on things as it was nearly all consumed with the rigors of being this pack's Alpha Bitch. Jenni had become her closest friend here. The older woman spent a great deal of time with her, helping her to iron out a few squabbles and such. Mica had learned just how poor this pack really was. They didn't have the funds to help members with higher education. There was no nurse practitioner in the Den and no private school for the packs children to learn about their ways. They did have a midwife who was also a veterinary assistant for the nearest vet in the next community. That was a relief because when a werewolf pup was born, it didn't always come out looking very human.
The stress of everyday pack life was only the beginning of her anxieties. Tonight they would be meeting with her father. Victor and herself would meet with her dad and Greg. For the past three weeks the two Alphas' had ranted and raved over the phone. Had made threats and insults and now finally they would try and work this out. Mica wanted peace between them. Wanted her dad to be a part of her life and thinking that may never happen made her upset. The thoughts of this meeting had her tensed again. The sandwich she’d just eaten sat heavy in her stomach.
With a hot flash running over her, she felt the room spin and she dove for the bathroom. This had been five times today already and the third day in a row that she ate something and it came back up. She was late and knew her cycle should have started shortly after she was mated to Victor. Mica didn't know for sure, but planned on taking a test tomorrow after Victor left to go fishing with Mike. Brushing her teeth after she rinsed her mouth and washed her face, she thought she heard the sounds of feet on the dock. She stepped out to see Jenni walking up to the screen door with a big smile on her face. A basket of home baked goods was hanging from her arm. The smell wafted into the place as Mica waved her in.
"Hey. I did some baking this morning and made some extra cinnamon rolls for you guys.” She smiled as she told her. The spicy smell was too much and Mica bolted again.
"Are you all right?” Jenni asked from the bathroom door. Mica gagged over the toilet again, unable to answer right away.
"Yeah I'll be fine.” She managed to say after the waves subsided. Jenni's warm hand rested on her shoulder as she held her hair up for her. Mica hadn’t even heard her walk in.
"Here Hun?” She said passing Mica a wet face cloth. "Do you want me to call Victor?"
"No, please...don't tell him okay.” She said suddenly worried that he might cancel this meeting with her dad.
"Mica? Are you—” She left the sentence hang as she helped her to stand.
Mica looked at her and shrugged her shoulders. Jenni's eyes lit up just before she hugged her.
"Oh Victor is going to be so happy.” She beamed as she said it.
"He doesn't know that I might be. I never told him I was getting sick, besides, I won't know for sure until tomorrow when I take a test. So please don't say anything just in case it's only the stomach flu or something.” She explained.
"My lips are sea
led Hun!” She acted all giddy and Mica couldn't help but smile.
* * * ~~~ * * *
Victor stormed into his cramped office at the Den's small meeting hall. Things had not been going as well as he’d hoped. The meeting with Mica' father was in only a couple hours and now someone had set bear traps in the woods around his territory. They left a confusing scent behind, human most defiantly, but it was mottled with something else to mask it and that had him nervous.
Tonight the meeting would be on neutral grounds. In a human town to ensure no one shifted and tried to rip the others throat out. Victor had tried to convince Alaric he was a good mate for Mica, but the man refused to accept the Mating. Now at her behest he’d meet with him. Although he was sure there was no way Alaric would ever accept him. At first his plan of mating Mica was to insure Alaric made an Alliance with his pack, but that is not what happened. Alaric had signed an accord with Derrick Timber and now Victor's pack was still endanger of being run from their territory.
The blaring of his cell phone brought him out of his thoughts and he snapped crankily as he answered it. "What!"
"Hey it's me, what's wrong with you?” He heard his brother’s voice ask.
"Nothing, I’m just a little on edge."
"Oh okay. Well I got that information you were asking about. I called Bethany in the Gilbert pack down in Miami, she has some disturbing news about what's going on."
The Lycan Wars- Revised Edition Page 5