Wolf Spirit

by Cara Wylde

  Marcia and Gard went to their car. Soon, they were driving away. Instead of immediately getting back to the prison, Officer Bough stayed behind, pulled the envelope out, and started counting the money. God, she was so greedy and stupid! But that gave me just the right opportunity to surprise her.

  I came out of my hiding spot, moving so fast that she didn’t have time to react. She gasped when I snatched the money out of her hand. I placed it back in the envelope without even looking at it and secured the envelope in my back pocket. I crossed my arms over my chest and grinned at her. She was beyond terrified. Her knees were shaking visibly, and beads of sweat covered her temples. She didn’t know whether she should confront me or run.

  “Spill,” I growled.

  “Officer Stone, I…”

  “I have exceptionally low tolerance for bullshit, Bough. Especially when said bullshit comes from a fucking spy.”

  She straightened her back and managed to look offended. “I’m not a spy.”

  I cocked an eyebrow. “Tell me exactly what you told Marcia Frost. Word for word.”

  “I don’t have to tell you anything.”

  She made to leave, but I wasn’t going to have it. I grabbed her by the arm, squeezed tightly, and slammed her into a tree. I didn’t give a shit that she was a Beta female and what I was doing could be considered harassment. Maybe Officer Bough hadn’t gotten the memo… I was not one of the good guys.

  “What did you tell the Council representatives?” I growled in her face. “Word for word. Now, Bough, before I lose my patience.”

  I felt her shake in my grip, and I didn’t give a shit. She looked at me with wide eyes. She knew I was capable of breaking her in two if she pissed me off. She meant nothing to me.

  “Okay, okay… I only told them what I heard in the woods when you found the Omega.”

  “What exactly?” I couldn’t bloody remember what Wisteria had told me. She was naked, scared, and vulnerable. I was too focused on calming her down and keeping her safe. She might have told me about the Wolf Spirit, but I wasn’t sure.

  “You know… That she’s the black wolf, that she has this Spirit inside her that takes over and makes her shift into a murderous beast. That she doesn’t have control when the beast takes over. And that… well, you’re soulmates.”

  She blushed at those last words, and I wondered whether Officer Bough had ever felt that kind of connection. Probably not. If she’d had, she wouldn’t have betrayed me and Wisteria. She would have respected our bond and understood what Wisteria was going through was none of her business.

  “You bitch,” I spat through gritted teeth. “What have you done? Do you even know?” I actually needed her to tell me, because I didn’t. “Why is the Council suddenly so interested in her? Why do they want to see her?”

  She shrugged. “Because she’s special? I mean… she’s the first Omega who can shift into a wolf ten times her size.”

  She was completely clueless, so I finally let go of her arm and stepped away. She disgusted me. She’d only done it for money. I threw the envelope at her feet.

  “You work for me now. Understood? Or you’re fired, and trust me, no one will give you a recommendation letter.”

  She stared at the envelope but didn’t dare take it. “Marcia and Gard never tell me anything. They just asked me to keep an eye on the Omega when they first came here.”

  “They’ve had you in their pocket for that long?”

  She shrugged again. “Their request seemed harmless enough. And I needed the money. Believe me, I didn’t think for one second that I’d ever learn something so crazy about the Omega.” She chuckled lightly, as if she’d just told a joke. I furrowed my brows, and she cleared her throat, embarrassed. “I thought it was nothing, okay? I thought I might as well follow the Omega around, discover something stupid, like… maybe she smuggled drugs into the prison, call them, tell them, get my money. Not once did I think or hope to come across something truly significant.”

  “But when you did, you decided to go along with it…”

  She rolled her eyes. “What do you want me to tell you? That I’m sorry? Well, I am!” She yelled in frustration, smacking her hands against her hips. “Because I need this job, and now I know you’re going to tell the warden everything, and he’s going to fire me.”

  I pinched the bridge of my nose. It was as if I was talking to a goddamn wall. “Didn’t you hear me? You work for me, you get to keep your job.”

  “But I can’t really work for you, can I? Because they never tell me anything!”

  “Jesus, Bough, use your brain. You saw or heard how they reacted to the information you gave them, right?”

  “Heard. It was over the phone.” She sounded calmer now. Maybe there was a small chance I could get something useful out of her.

  “How did Marcia Frost seem to you? Surprised? Worried? Excited?”

  She thought for a second. “Now that you mention it, I think she sounded… thrilled. She asked for details, but I didn’t have much to give her. Only that the Omega seemed to be possessed by some ancient spirit that randomly took control of her body and made her do things she didn’t want to do. And that when the spirit took over, her consciousness went to sleep.”

  I rubbed a hand over my face. “And she sounded thrilled, you say…”

  “Yes. Like she’d been hoping I’d call her and tell her that. She sounded like… she’d already known to some extent, and I’d just confirmed her theories.”

  “Fuck.” I started pacing. Frustration grew inside me as I realized I was missing something. But what? “The Council has an interest in the Omega. But why? What does it matter that she has the Wolf Spirit inside her? What does it mean to them?”

  Officer Bough shrugged. “As I said, Marcia Frost doesn’t…”

  “... tell you anything!” I turned to her, and my eyes must have gone a shade darker and looked frightening, because she took a step back. “But can you guess, Bough? Can you come up with one valid explanation for this unnatural interest they’re showing in an inmate?”

  She shook her head. “N-no. I’m sorry.”

  I sighed. She was useless, and I was going in circles.

  “We’re done here.” I pointed at the envelope on the ground. “Take your money, go have lunch, and then come back to work. And don’t forget, you’re mine now.”

  I rushed past her and went straight to Callum’s office. He was behind his desk when I barged in. He’d been waiting for me.

  “Well?”

  “Fucking Bough is a spy! She told Marcia Frost everything she heard in the woods, when I found Wisteria in that tree hollow.”

  He took a deep breath and released it slowly. When he spoke, he sounded calm.

  “I knew it, you knew it… They’ve had someone on the inside all along.”

  “Alright, whatever. But what do they want with our Wisteria?!”

  “Based on everything we know, if I had to guess, I’d say they want the Wolf Spirit.”

  “What?!”

  “And they’re not willing to wait, either. Marcia and Gard came today because the Council wants to see Sierra tomorrow.”

  “She’s in heat!”

  “They don’t care.”

  We stared at each other for a long time, both of us knowing there was nothing we could do to stop this. When the Council of the Elders wanted something, they got it.

  “Fuck.”

  CHAPTER NINE

  Wisteria

  They left me alone the entire day. Again. I had food and water, I had materials for a fresh nest, but those didn’t keep me occupied for long. My estrous was far from over, and I needed my Alphas like I needed air to breathe. It must have been at least six in the evening, and I was pacing the floor frantically. I’d put on a plain T-shirt and a pair of cotton panties just because I felt stupid waiting completely naked for hours. The only pair of shoes I had, though, were some sturdy boots, and I didn’t want them, so I rem
ained barefoot. Father Rivera had helped me shower, so at least I was clean and my hair smelled nice. The Wolf Spirit and what had happened in the forest seemed so far in the past. I was myself, I wasn’t burning with a fever anymore, and I was angry. What kind of Alphas left their Omega alone when she was in heat?! In a pack, this would be unacceptable. But we weren’t a pack, were we? And they had been so busy lately… Sometimes I felt like the prison and their duties were more important than I was.

  When I finally heard their footsteps down the hall, I froze in place. I couldn’t believe the three of them were coming to see me at the same time. They hadn’t done this in so long! A smile spread across my lips, and when the key turned in the lock, I was ready to jump on them, cling to them, and never allow them to leave again until my estrous was over. But when they entered the cell and I saw their grave faces, I stopped in my tracks.

  “What’s wrong?”

  Officer Stone looked angry, Warden Green looked worried, and Father Rivera looked… resigned. Those weren’t the faces of three Alphas who couldn’t wait to ravish their fertile Omega.

  Warden Green stepped forward. He took my hands into his and gave them a squeeze. “The Council of the Elders has summoned you tomorrow.”

  “What? No! I’m in heat. I can’t see anyone.”

  He nodded. “I know, Sierra, but there’s nothing I can do. I tried. I saw Marcia Frost and Conrad Gard today, and I tried to dissuade them for two hours with no success. I have power here, at Dark Moon Prison, but when it comes to the Council… I’m sorry. I have no power.”

  “So, you’re saying that… you can’t protect me?” I looked at the three of them.

  Officer Stone growled deep in his chest. He sounded annoyed and offended. “We will protect you. Always. I will take you to meet the Council myself. They’ll ask you some questions, you will answer truthfully, and then I’ll bring you right back. Yes, it’s unfortunate that they refuse to respect your estrous, but on the other hand, maybe there’s a silver lining. You now remember what happened that night when Alpha Carmine summoned the Wolf Spirit. We all know you are innocent, and the Council needs to know, too.”

  I nodded. “You’re right.” I didn’t sound very convinced because I wasn’t. But I had to think positively, otherwise I had no chance of going there, meeting the Council, and inspiring trust. I took a deep breath and released it slowly. “Okay, I can do this.” But even as I said the words, I was painfully aware of how my body was reacting to the simple presence of my three mates. My panties were soaked, my breasts were swollen, and my hard nipples were poking through the thin fabric of the T-shirt. And if I were to judge by the hard tents in their pants, I knew my Alphas weren’t oblivious to what was going on here, either. I needed them, and they needed me.

  Officer Stone grabbed me by the waist and crushed me against his chest. I was ready to lift myself up on my tiptoes and kiss him when Father Rivera stepped in and gently separated us.

  “Tomorrow is a big day. I think we can… sneak Sierra out and take her to Callum’s cabin.” He exchanged a glance with the warden. “Right?”

  The warden agreed. “Yes. It’s a good idea.” He turned to me. “We’ll come get you after the final count. You need a hot bath, an honest meal, and a good bed to sleep in. Alaric is right, Sierra. You’re not guilty. Hopefully, the Council will see this, and you won’t have to live in a prison cell ever again.”

  I bit my lip. I wanted to believe him… to believe them… so much. But something told me tomorrow had something else in store for me, something none of us could anticipate even if we tried, even if we gave in to our worst fears and worries and started coming up with grim scenarios.

  * * *

  The sun had set when we arrived at the warden’s cabin. Callum and Alaric escorted me, and Father Rivera was waiting for us in the kitchen. Something delicious was cooking in the oven, but since it wasn’t ready yet, the priest poured red wine for the four of us, and we drank in front of the fireplace. The warmth of the dark liquid down my throat, the sound of the crackling fire… it was all so soothing that for a while, I forgot I was in heat and my body needed to be claimed and fucked, not pampered. Callum went into the large bathroom and ran a bath for me. When it was ready, I left the huge, comfortable armchair, stripped in front of the fire, and walked to the bathroom swaying my hips enticingly. They could barely hold themselves back. I could see it in their eyes. Still, they let me take a long bath while they busied themselves with the food and set the table.

  This was perfect. The door to the bathroom was wide open, and I could see them in the open space kitchen. I soaked in the rose-scented water and allowed my worries to fly away, one by one. I didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, but right now and right here, I was happy. I felt relaxed, sensual, and in love. I knew I was safe with these three men, and I knew they would never hurt me again. Yes, they had been cruel to me in the past, but that had only been because they were convinced I was a ruthless murderer. Now they knew everything about me, they knew my own pack had used me, and that I had always been innocent. It was all that mattered – what they thought about me, what they felt for me. If I could be with them, like this, forever, then the rest of the world could vanish.

  I got out of the tub and wrapped myself in a big, fluffy towel. Our late dinner was ready, so I sat at the table, and allowed them to feed me. Father Rivera poured more wine, Alaric piled mashed potatoes and sautéed mushrooms onto my plate, and Callum cut a generous piece of game for me. They started eating only after they watched me eat for a few minutes and made sure I loved the food. It was the best meal I’d had in ages! Not even when I was still with my pack had I had such a royal dinner. I chewed slowly and enjoyed every bite. Since they had taken good care of me in the past few days, I wasn’t famished, so I took my time and actually appreciated every bite and every flavor. Father Rivera kept filling my glass, and I kept drinking. Werewolves rarely got drunk. It would take more than two bottles of wine shared between the four of us to even get tipsy, but alcohol did help relax the muscles and the mind. Our conversation was light and casual, and I was surprised to discover Callum had a sense of humor. An hour later, I was full and happy. I stood up, let the towel fall to the floor, stepped out of it, and lied down in front of the fireplace, on a thick blanket I knew Callum had left there for me. I’d been to his cabin before, and he knew I liked to lie on the floor more than lounge in the armchair.

  They left the table as it was, took off their own clothes, and joined me. For a while, we did nothing but kiss. Callum claimed my lips, Alaric started tracing kissed down my belly, and Garrett started kissing my ankles, going up to my knees. Their soft touches, their tongues darting out to taste me, their teeth biting into my skin and pulling at it teasingly… It all felt incredible! I was extra sensitive, and so wet for them that my slick had started to leave a damp spot on the blanket. Garrett found his way between my legs, and Alaric growled at him when he realized he was going to take possession of my pussy. I stroked Alaric’s head, and he moved up my body, attacking my breasts with his tongue and teeth. I arched my back and moaned softly. Callum broke the kiss and looked down at me, caressing my hair gently.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.

  “Thank you?” I whimpered.

  Garrett was circling my clit with his tongue. The realization that he was doing it for the first time turned me on even more. I lifted myself up and looked down at him. I couldn’t see much since Alaric was still busy with my breasts. So many sensations… it was too much. I spread my legs wider, and Garrett settled comfortably between them. As he licked me faster and harder, he slipped a finger inside my ass. When I got used to the digit, he added a second one, and I knew he was preparing me for much more than a simple fuck. Alaric had turned my nipples into hard pebbles. As they both continued with their delicious ministrations, I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. Callum grabbed my jaw and forced me to look at him. My eyes must have been wide with lust and surpris
e at how amazing this all felt, my pupils dilated. Callum stuck two fingers in my mouth, and I rolled my tongue around them, coating them thoroughly as I came. I moaned around his fingers as I rode my first orgasm for the night.

  Alaric moved off me. “I want you to suck my dick tonight.”

  Well, I could get on board with that.

  Callum pulled me up. “I’m going to take your cunt, and then Garrett can have your ass.”

  That sounded even better.

  Soon, I was on my hands and knees, my lips around Alaric’s cock, and Callum’s cock deep inside me. For now, Garrett had settled in the armchair to watch the show and stroke himself slowly. My jaw ached, and I could barely focus. Officer Stone was big, his shaft girthy, with thick, pulsating veins. I used one hand to support myself and wrapped the other around the base in an attempt to control how much of his cock I took in my mouth. This was my first time, and I was almost ashamed to admit that I wasn’t ready. I looked up at him, a silent apology in my purple eyes. He was staring at me, his brows furrowed, his lower lip tucked between his teeth. He looked as if he was barely holding himself back. I appreciated it, because if he’d taken control, he would’ve surely choked me by now.

  Callum was thrusting in and out of me at a steady pace. He was in no hurry. He wanted to enjoy my pussy for as long as he could, and I was grateful for that, too. With so much going on, I couldn’t pay attention to my own pleasure.

  Alaric placed a hand on my head and realigned his cock.

  “That’s it, mut. Slowly. You can do it. Relax your throat.”

  I tried to do as he said. Tears stung at the back of my eyes, but I was determined to give him pleasure. I wanted it more than anything. I wanted to taste his cum and swallow every drop at the end. As I relaxed my throat, he pushed in inch by inch, until my lips finally touched his balls. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, but when I swallowed around his dick and he let out a moan, I realized two things: one, this wasn’t so bad and I didn’t seem to have much of a gag reflex, and two, he was enjoying this so much that I suddenly started feeling powerful. Yes, I had power over him. He was on his knees before me, his cock deep in my mouth, and he was at my mercy. Not that I would ever do anything to hurt him, but I was going to do everything I could to please him. So, I squeezed the base as I slipped his dick out of my mouth, licked my lips, then started sucking him with newfound energy and determination. I bobbed my head up and down, taking in as much as I could, until the round head hit the back of my throat. I swallowed around his cock, swirled my tongue around the head, licked the beads of precum gathered at the slit, and hummed as I performed the best I could. His hands turned into fists in my blond hair. He started moving his hips, barely thrusting at first, then fucking my mouth faster and harder. I tried to keep up with him. I knew he was close, so I put all I had into it. Callum started to pound me harder from behind, and my own pleasure was building up. When Alaric growled and held my head down, I closed my eyes and waited, my heart beating wildly in my chest. His cum hit the back of my throat, and I tried to swallow, but my mouth was too full. I could barely breathe. He shot string after string of cum, and when he was done, he finally pulled out and I could enjoy his unique taste.