by Becky Wilde
Holly's health took a downward spiral, as the days of her mate's absence turned from days to weeks. She couldn't eat, couldn't sleep and even though Myles and Riley often trailed her in the gardens, she never once spoke to them or them to her. She knew she was going to have to leave. She didn't belong here, in this world of rich werewolves. She was the odd one out, again. Everyone was too scared to talk to her, in case of upsetting her. They were all walking around on eggshells, not being their usual selves. She had to get out of here and let them get back to their lives.
Holly entered through the sliding glass doors, walked up the stairs and entered the room she had shared with her mates. She grabbed her old bag down from the top of the wardrobe, and began to throw her clothes in. She didn't care how they landed, if they were folded or not and got wrinkled. The only thing running through her mind was to get out of here as fast as she could. She cleared the bathroom of her personal items and shoved them into her bag. Now all she had to do was get someone to give her a lift, back into the small country town of Eagle River.
Holly wandered down the hallway and stairs listlessly with her large bag slung over her shoulder, weighing her down. She stopped at the bottom of the stairs when she saw Myles and Riley looking at her sadly.
“What are you doing, Holly?” Myles asked.
“I'm leaving. Could one of you please take me into Eagle River?”
“Holly, please. Just give them a bit more time. They'll come around eventually. They love you so much,” Myles stated.
“Ha, yeah I can see that,” Holly stated facetiously. She had to keep her anger at the surface, if she allowed it, she would be breaking down as her broken heart consumed her with pain and sadness.
“You can't leave, Holly. You're a part of this pack now.
Stay,” Riley said, as he held a beseeching hand up to her.
“Yeah, I can tell. That's why you're all walking around here as if someone's died. Most of you can't even look me in the eyes anymore, and everyone's afraid to speak to me.
Yeah, I can see how much a part of this pack I am. No, I'm leaving with or without your help,” Holly replied, and swept past Myles and Riley.
Holly left through the front door and didn't look back.
She walked down the long gravel driveway and gave a sigh of relief as the large black, wrought iron gates came into view. She punched in the electronic code for the small gate off the side of the larger ones, and slammed it closed behind her, as she began her long trek back to town.
She was walking along the bitumen and heard the sound of someone running through the underbrush and leaves amongst the trees. She looked up to see a strange man running toward her, as he looked back over his shoulders. In his arms was a small baby, boy. He had Zachariah, Jade and Sloan's, son in his arms.
Holly didn't think, she picked up a large branch off the ground and held it like a baseball bat, waiting until the last minute, until he was nearly upon her and swung the branch at his face, with all her might. She gave a wince as the sickening sound of bone and cartilage crunched, as the branch met his face and nose. Holly leaped up and caught Zachariah in her arm,s just as a car came screeching around the corner, heading straight for her. As she landed on one foot and knew she was not going to be able to stay on her feet, as they car came careening toward her, she curled her body around the little baby boy and used all her strength to protect him, as the car impacted with her body. She felt bones breaking in her body, but kept herself wrapped around Zachariah.
Holly went flying through the air, but didn't release her protective hold on the baby, as she slammed down onto the ground. She felt her head impact on the black, road tarmac, and knew she was seconds away from unconsciousness.
She pulled her broken body up and around the baby, to keep him from harm and whimpered in agony. She thought she heard the sound of wolves growling and fighting, but when she listened she heard no more than the blood rushing through her ear canals. Blessed numbness permeated her body and she drifted down into the deep, dark black hole.
Holly drifted on a soft white cloud, happy to keep floating and not feel. She knew if she went back, there would be nothing but pain. Pain from her broken body and pain from a broken heart. Please tell me why, God? Why does everyone always leave me? Am I such a horrible person, that no one wants to stay and love me?
Holly watched calmly as two large bright lights floated toward her. As they came closer, they began to take the shape of two people. A lovely lady and man stood smiling at her as they looked into her eyes.
“You cannot stay here Holly. It is not yet your time. You need to go back to the men who love you, more than their own lives. Trust in them my beautiful daughter. We did not want to leave you, but our choice was taken away from us.
We died three months after your birth. We were involved in a car accident and we tried to stay with you, but we were needed here. Everything you have been through has lead up to you meeting your two husbands. They also needed to know you were not as fragile as you seemed, and could be strong when the time was right. They will never leave you daughter; they are waiting for you to return to them. You will never be alone again. You are surrounded by people who love and care for you. You will live a long life, have children and be happy. We love you Holly.”
“Mom, Dad, I love you,” Holly sighed as her parents faded away.
Holly returned to consciousness, the pain in her body utter agony as she whimpered low in her throat. She could hear crying but didn't know who it was. She tried to raise her arm to soothe the person, but her limb wouldn't cooperate. She could hear someone telling her to bite down hard. It took a while for her sluggish brain to comprehend, but she did eventually. She tasted blood in her mouth and would have spit it out, but whoever was with her coaxed her to swallow. Then they wanted her to bite again. They wouldn't leave her alone, kept pressing and commanding her. She was so tired ,she did what they said and swallowed more blood. She gave a sigh as she drifted down, the wall of the darkness consuming her once more.
Chapter Ten
Holly woke feeling as if she had been hit by a truck.
She groaned as she tried to move, but halted as her sore body protested. She felt movement at her sides and opened her eyes. She had to blink a few times as everything seemed much brighter. She looked up from her back to see Zane and Brock leaning on their arms staring down at her.
“Wh...what happened?” Holly asked, her mouth so dry it felt like her tongue was stuck to her palette.
Brock moved away from her and was back with a glass of water within moments. He gently held the back of her head and helped her to drink some water. When she was done he placed the glass on the bedside table. She was back in the room, she shared with her two men.
“You were hit by a car and nearly died. We are so sorry for being such stubborn, stupid idiots. We are sorry we left you alone for so long. We love you so much, little darlin'.
We can't live without you. You are so strong and brave, but you are also shy and timid. We love you; you are so perfect for us. We will never, ever be so arrogantly stupid again.
We will be by your side always,” Brock stated, moisture evident in his eyes.
“Oh my God, Zachariah?” Holly yelled, as she tried to push herself up from the bed.
Zane pushed Holly back down by her shoulders, being careful not to touch any of her bruising. “Zachariah is safe and sound, thanks to you baby. He didn't even have a scratch on him. Sloan and Jade are so thankful you were there to save him. They say they are forever in your debt. I am also sorry, for the way we treated you, baby. We felt totally useless as men, after you were kidnapped, let alone as werewolves. We were stupid and ignorant and hope you can forgive us. We love you so much, Holly,” Zane said as he kissed her forehead.
“Yes, I forgive you, you stupid idiots. I love you both, so much. But if you ever do or put me through something like that again, I will kill you. I was so angry and hurt. I thought you had left me, just like everyone else in my life.
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I met my parents. They didn't abandon me, they died in a car accident when I was three months old,” Holly said on a sob. “Why was everyone here treating me like a leper?” The door to their bedroom opened to admit a large group of people. Sloan and Jade entered first, baby Zachariah in Sloan's arms. Next were Myles, Riley, Shannon, Shayne and Tyrone. They moved up closer to the bed and as one they all knelt down and bowed their heads to Holly in supplication.
“We were embarrassed about these two idiots leaving you. We were ashamed of the way they were treating you.
The way we behaved had nothing to do with you, Holly.
We are forever in your debt, Holly. Whatever you want is yours. We will never be able to repay you for saving the life of our son,” Sloan stated with reverence.
“I don't want anything other than what I already have. I have two men who love me, and whom I love in return. I have a huge family, which I have never had before, and great new friends. Thank you, but I have everything I need and could ever want.”
“If you ever change your mind and want something, please come to me and ask,” Sloan advised.
“Thanks.”
“No need to thank us Holly. We thank you from the bottom of our hearts,” Jade reiterated, as tears coursed down her cheeks. She rose to her feet, walked to the side of the bed, pulled Zane out of bed and lay down with her head and face buried in Holly's hair and shoulder, as she sobbed out her gratitude.
Holly wrapped her arms around Jade and ran a soothing hand over her back and hair. She watched as Sloan handed Zachariah to Tyrone and then picked his mate up in his arms. He took her from the room as he tried to calm his mate down, the rest of the people in the room following.
“Are you alright baby?” Zane asked, when he saw tears running down Holly's cheeks.
“Yes, I'm fine. I'm finally where I am supposed to be.
With the men I love and the family I never had,” Holly replied with contentment. She quickly changed her face to a mock frown, as she turned back to her mates.
“Would one of you like to explain to me, why I can hear and see so much better than before. And why the smell of half raw meat is making me hungry,” Holly growled low in her throat.
“Now, don't go getting upset, little darlin',” Brock began. “We had to change you, otherwise you would be dead right now.”
Holly burst out laughing at the trepidation on her mates faces. She couldn't help it. She knew they had changed her and why, but it was so nice to know she was able to keep them on their back foot, in her presence.
“You know, baby. If it wasn't for the fact you're still covered with bruises and recuperating, I would put you over my knee and spank that pretty sweet ass of yours,” Zane said with a lascivious grin.
“You just try it buddy and see who ends up on top,” Holly replied. Then burst into laughter once more, at the surprised look on Zane's face.
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Holly's bruises had faded and the soreness in her muscles was gone, but still her mates wouldn't take any of her hints and make love to her. She was getting damn sick and tired of being treated like a fragile piece of porcelain. She was going to have to take command and jump their bones.
Holly sauntered into the large living room, dressed in her new leather skirt and skimpy tight top. She put an extra sway in her hips as she walked across the room on her delicate high heel shoes. The wolf whistles, howls and cat calls that followed her, made her smile at her mates, as they looked up from the pool table to see what all the fuss was.
She leaned against the pool table to make sure she had her mate’s attention, and then hoisted herself up onto the table using her arms. She pushed the colorful balls out of her way, then closed her eyes and slid her hands up her body, until she was cupping her breasts. She pinched her nipples and bit her cheek as she heard Zane and Brock growl at her provocation. She was about to sit and run a hand down Brock's chest, as Zane was still out of her reach, when they pounced.
Zane literally jumped up on the table to stand over her.
He began removing his clothes, as he pinned her with his eyes. He stood over her totally naked; to let her look her fill and then he knelt down, straddling her hips. He leaned down and slanted his mouth over hers.
Holly tried to push Zane away, as they were still in a room full of spectators and wanted to move things to their bedroom. Zane took no notice. He and Brock began stripping her clothes from her body, heedless to the ruination of her new clothes. Brock jumped up on the table next to Holly and silently cursed the wooden frame of the table digging into his naked ass. He pushed Zane off of Holly, picked her up in his arms and took her down to the floor as he kissed her passionately.
Brock spread Holly's legs with his own and surged into her tight, wet pussy with one move. He groaned into her mouth as her flesh rippled along his hard length, then picked her up so she sat impaled on his cock. He held her by the fleshy globes of her ass and spread her cheeks wide, to give Zane access to her tight hole.
Zane bent down to lick over and around Holly's anus.
He growled with approval, as her little pucker opened and closed, just enough for him to put his tongue into her hole and wriggle it around, letting his saliva lubricate his mate.
He sat up, held onto Holly's shoulders and began to push his way into her tight body. The feel of her tight muscles enveloping his hard cock, was almost too much pleasure to bear. He gave her time to adjust to his penetration, and when she once more released her muscles, pushing out to give him access, he surged forward until he was balls deep.
He didn't hold still this time. He just kept pumping his hips in and out of her body, as his wolf took over. Zane and Brock pumped in and out with fast hard thrusts, the sounds of their flesh slapping Holly',s turning them on even more.
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Holly whimpered with pleasure as her mates pounded in and out of her body. She could feel the muscles in her pussy and womb, tightening as they gathered into a big coil. The sound of other moans in the room penetrated her frenzy of passion and she pulled her mouth from Brock's, opened her eyes and turned her head toward the sounds. What she saw first surprised, and then turned her body to fire. Hunter was masturbating Tyrone, as Tyrone sucked on Grady's cock. Shannon was sucking Hunter and Hunter was sucking Shane, as he masturbated Shannon with his other hand.
Holly tipped over the edge with a loud cry, trembling and convulsing in Brock and Zane's arms. She clamped down hard on their cocks and milked their cum up from their balls, until they shot their loads into her body. Her mates howled out their release, which was echoed around the room, as the other men pleasuring each other climaxed at the same time. Holly flopped down on top of Brock's chest. The smile on her face one of complete satisfaction and satiation.
When she could talk again, without panting she looked up to the other men as they pulled their clothes back on.
“That was so hot. I never knew I was into voyeurism, but we have to do that again,” Holly said on a sigh and a giggle, as the others waggled their eyebrows at her.
“You can have anything you like, Holly. Remember, Sloan and Jade's orders,” Hunter said, then laughed out loud at the low growls coming from her mates.
Holly couldn't help it. She burst out laughing. She had never been happier in her life.
Epilogue
Selina Stoner looked in her rear view mirror once more and then indicated as she saw a sign advising Eagle River, was only five miles off the main highway. She was tired and hungry and also needed gas. The fuel needle was showing she was getting pretty low, so she decided to make one stop and fuel her car, as well as her body. She needed to get out and stretch anyway; her leg was beginning to ache from being in one position, from having her foot on the accelerator for so long.
Selina pulled into a parking spot at the front of a small café. She sighed with pain and exhaustion, as she stretched out her tired aching leg, slung her purse over her shoulder and got out of her small compact car. She entered the café and walked u
p to the counter to place her order, then went and sat down at a nearby table.
She pulled out the chair she was about to sit in and gave a gasp of pain as her leg muscles spasmed, then she grabbed at the chair as she began to fall. She gave a cry as she waited for the pain of her body landing on the floor.
She didn't hit the floor. Strong arms wrapped around her waist and beneath her knees. She was held up against a warm, hard muscular chest and she gave a gasp of surprise, as she looked up into the purest green eyes she had ever seen. The strange, tall man stood looking down at her as if she was a hamburger and he was a starving man. She saw his nostrils flare as he breathed deeply and looked at her with heat in his eyes.
Tyrone caught the falling woman in his arms and breathed her scent deeply into his nose and lungs. He froze as her delicious scent surrounded him, tightening his muscles and wrapping around his beast. He had to push his beast back down as it pushed against him, trying to take over, to claim their mate.
“Are you alright, sweetheart? Did you hurt yourself?”
“Uh, no. I'm okay. You can put me down now.” The large, strange man slid Selina down the length of his warm, muscular body. He held her by the waist until she was steady on her feet and then released his hands. He caught her once more as her knees began to crumple again.
“Whoa. Have you been drinking, little lady?”
“No, I have not,” Selina replied indignantly.
The man steered her to her seat and help her to sit down on the chair.
“I'm Tyrone and you are?” Tyrone said as he held out a hand in greeting.
“Selina. Selina Stoner. Thanks for your help.”
“No problem, sweetheart. What brings you to Eagle River?” Tyrone asked.
“Uh, food.”
“Where are you headed?” asked Tyrone.