Shadow Falls: A Sensual Werewolf Romance (The Wolves of Shadow Falls)

by Andrews, Mary

  “We have guns and silver bullets and those dirty beasts, are no match for human intelligence!” he stated with a raised fist, during a television interview as though he had signaled a war to ensue.

  My heart sank into my stomach as I listened to the broadcast. The Mayor had launched an all out war against us and people were buying into his tirades.

  The protection of the women was our first priority and we could not risk engaging the humans as they fought to annihilate us. Storm was adamant that we stayed close to the mine, refraining from hunting close to the town. As the days progressed our dance with death intensified and several times we came close to falling victim to a fatal shot. One such time was a few days earlier, when one of the younger wolves, Rafe was chasing after a deer, he was unaware that he was being hunted by a trigger happy hunter eager to snag his first wolf kill. As Rafe pounced on the unsuspecting creature that stopped to get a cool drink from a nearby brook, the sound of the premature release of the rifle rung through the forest sending the deer darting off to safety denying Rafe the satisfaction of killing it. The bullet zinged past his nose, close enough for him to catch a whiff of the gun power on the warm silver bullet and feel the heat singe his nostrils. Rafe had escaped almost certain death, had the hunter’s aim been more accurate, the bullet would have met with his head, exploding the contents of his skull. It was a close call. Rafe ran back to the mine to let the others know what had happened. It was the first of many close calls that almost crippled us. We remained elusive however and this infuriated Mayor David, since despite his best efforts he was unable to have a single wolf killed. He knew that if he was unable to infiltrate our sanctuary the confidence of the people would dwindle. The people wanted revenge for the stolen babies and the Mayor had yet to produce the head of a single wolf. The almost sent him mad.

  The pack gathered around a wooden stump amidst the forest. Storm took control of the floor again.

  “They have figured out our weakness” he said in a shrill voice, glaring into the eyes of twenty or so of us.

  “We have to do something, if we stay here and do nothing, we are like sitting ducks” said Ruben.

  Ruben was a young headstrong teenage wolf, barely even a man. His slender frame betrayed the power that he wielded as a werewolf. Although I hated Despina for the madness she unleashed upon us, it was becoming more apparent that Despina was right and that we needed to stop cowering behind the trees of the forest and come out into the open as werewolves. We needed to demonstrate our true power and strength even though it will come at the cost of taking human life, to clean to mess she created. Storm was nervous, he wanted to go on the attack but without his master to guide him he was useless as a leader. I lowered my head and slipped away from the gathering.

  Almost out of breath from having raced to the mine, I shifted to a werewolf. I needed the extra strength for the daring rescue I was about to attempt. I entered the den where Aislen and her sisters rested, my scent was threatening and the healthy she wolves went on the attack; arching their backs, growling, snarling at me while I scooped Aislen’s frail almost withered frame into my hand. It was inevitable, any sudden movement and they would attack, I could not risk Aislen being hurt in the process. The light of the crystal beamed in their golden eyes as they sniffed the air around me. Their stomachs were huge and hung heavily below them. I tried to communicate with them, to reassure them that I was not a threat, but I was unrecognizable in this form. To them, I wanted to steal their sister and it seemed that they were willing to die if it came to it to protect her. I stumbled backwards on a stone that caught under my feet and the sudden move sent them into a frenzy. One by one they launched themselves on top of me, snapping at my neck, arms, back, thighs and hips. I felt the sting of their bites and it sparked a fury within me. I swung my hands around peeling them off me like leeches. Their heavy stomachs worked against them as they crashed into the walls and onto the ground. My strokes were so powerful that I could hear the sound of bones breaking as they smashed into the hard surface below them. Even though I had no choice but to defend myself, the sight of their mangled bodies quivering as they whimpered on the ground about me, made me sad. I did not want to hurt them, they were my kin, but it was my life or theirs. I had only minutes now to take Aislen as soon their fractures would heal and then they would attack again.

  As they laid there I noticed that the light from the crystal was moving within them, speeding up the healing process and it hit me. I snatched the crystal, ripping out of the sink in the wall and held the shining beacon directly over Aislen so that she swallowed the light. As it moved throughout her, her arms began to fatten, her face filled up and her sagging skin recovered. She was whole again and as plump as her sisters. I was thrilled; I clutched the crystal as though it were my own heart. Aislen instinctively changed to her werewolf form and we ran out of the mine together, taking the crystal with us.

  Fire

  We successfully distanced ourselves from the pack and sought refuge at home in the town. It seemed like the rest of the pack were unable to find us in our human form. Despina still had not returned. With my mother’s help, Aislen gave birth to twins and I was a father to a healthy boy and girl. We called our son William and our daughter Katherine. They were beautiful creatures. William took after his mother with deep blue eyes that shimmered like the waves in the ocean as they reflected the light of the sun. Katherine looked like my grandmother when she was a babe, soft and fair with hazel eyes that complemented her dark brown curls. I knew that by now the other sisters would have given birth to their pups. We had no contact with them for months and the crusade against the scourge of the wolves persisted. The pack was held up in the mine by their master and I felt it was safer to be human. After we escaped from the mine, I had the crystal divided into five stones that were fastened to necklaces so that each of us had a piece of protection. Although we had not seen or heard from the pack or Despina for days, I was weary of her impending return. “Drastic measures need to be taken” the Mayor announced “we will drive those wretched beasts out into the open with fire” he bellowed. I was fearful that my brothers and sisters were on the brink death. The memories of when Aislen and I first made love in the forest, rolling around in the leaves; licking each other and fucking like humans flashed across my mind and I wished that the two miracles that we had just welcomed into the world were conceived then and not in some cult orgy.

  It was in the dead of a moonless winter night, I received a call on my cell phone. I did not recognize the voice at first. It was urgent.

  “She’s coming for them…the pack is coming for your children”.

  The phone crashed to the floor, I knew the voice now and it was Storms’. He had never called me before. I did not even know how he came to know my number. He was warning me, but why, wasn’t he Despina’s pet, why would he betray her, I wondered. I think I feared the most was now coming to past and my family was in danger. The threat was very real and we were no match for a pack of wolves and a vampire millenniums old. My instinct was telling me to pack up and run but I knew deep down that we would be running forever if we did. We had to figure out a way to stop her, to break the spell she had over the wolves and only then we could be free. I wanted to strip myself naked and jump out of my bedroom window to shift into a wolf and find Storm, but Aislen stopped before I could act on the impulse. I knew I had to find him; he was risking his life by calling me. Then it occurred to me, that if he called then it meant that he was in human form. He was somewhere in the town but he could not be alone. Was Despina with him? I began to wonder if I was being set up, if this was all a trap and that I would go to find Storm and Despina would be there waiting with him to take me. Ever since the orgy in the mine, I knew that Despina wanted me, she wanted to make me her pet like Storm was. Perhaps she had rejected him now and that is why he chose to betray her. I was confused. I wanted nothing to do with her evil.

  Aislen had never been more radiant, mother had taken watch over the kids for the
night and we were finally alone. Aislen had just stepped out of the shower, her blonde hair was soaked. I was instantly reminded of the dream I had of her before I even knew her as I did now. She was just as beautiful then as she was now. I sat on the edge of the king size bed, my naked chest exposed and my erection hidden under a strip of stretched fabric that felt like a metal cage that my throbbing wedge wanted to break free off. Even after I had seen her naked so many time, her sultry frame never ceased to give me an instant erection. Aislen needed little effort to send the blood rushing to my muscle. I was glad that even with time our attraction endured. Her slender curves seemed untouched by the pregnancy. Above her snatch was a short tuft of brown hair that she had grown during her pregnancy. It formed the shape of a heart, with its tail like a spear poised to her clit. I had a solid erection, thinking about spraying my cream just under her navel to coat the little tuft of hair. I could feel my sacs filling up with seed.

  Just as I was about to raise off the bed, she stopped me “wait I have something for you” she said before disappearing into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. I threw myself backwards on the bed, slamming the back of my head onto the pillow, letting out a soft ‘aah’ as I landed. I placed the palm of my hands to the back of my head, cradling my full head of brown hair which felt like fink whiskers between my fingers. I erection projected towards the ceiling begging me to lift the slinky fabric and release him. My stomach felt light and I was anxious, nervous even. It felt like I was lying for hours when I heard the door unlock and she emerged from behind the wooden plain like a goddess. Clad in a black mesh fabric that draped over her perky, full breast exposing the nipple and stuck to her frame like paint on a canvas. There was an opening right above her tuft that extended around the length and breadth of her snatch. Elastic seams clamped the revealing garment around her torso. She wore red leather gathers that held on to a netted stocking and covered her legs. She was a vision and my dick pulsed. Slowly she approached the bed, pausing at the opening of my legs that dangled off the sides. Her eyes focused on my hard erection. Gentle fingers begin to caress my crotch, pushing my bulge upwards and pulling in down again. Inside my underwear, my cock rubbed against my lower abdomen. I wanted her to tear my draws off. Her warm mouth made a pocket over the hump and I could feel her hot breath as she filled her cheeks with my meat, soaking the fabric that covered it in her saliva. My hands abandoned their post and rushed to cup around the sides if her head. Her hair, still heavy with water made them slip, so I gathered a few of her strands in my hand to hold on. She bit onto the elastic waist band pulling them over the bulge to release my erection. It sprang into the air, fully erect, towering over her head. Then she covered its shinny head with her lips, pressing down so that it slipped deeper and deeper into her throat until it bumped against the gelatin like tissue at the back. I wanted to cum instantly, but I kept my control as her nipples rubbed against my tights. I held onto her head guiding her up and down my shaft as my body convulsed beneath her.

  Her mouth felt so good over my cock, I groaned. I loosened my grip and she ascended for air, kissing my stomach softly as she moved up to my face. I grabbed onto her ass and my fingers caught in the lace gaps, as she planted a hard kiss on my lips. I tasted myself in her mouth. I sunk my fingers into the firm flesh of her ass and pulled her closer to me, crushing my dick beneath. She rose again, sitting over my abdomen as my cock slid through the crack of her ass. I released my grip, grabbing hold of the enormous peaks that were her breasts, pulling them towards my face so that I could suck them. Her sacs were engorged with milk and I drank from them. My lips over her areola made her even more excited and she twisted her pelvis over me, rubbing her bare clit on my stomach. Tonight was her night, she stretched her hand to the back of her ass, taking hold of my rod and stroking it to the point of absolute readiness. Then she raised herself off a few inches cocking her ass further back and easing over my cock, until it filled her tight warm hole. I held on to her waist to guide her as she bounced steadily on my cock, her body quivering with each decent. The muscles in her pussy were so strong that they gripped my cock like latex. It made me want to explode prematurely, until I had to pull her off, casting her onto the bed to catch a breather before entering again.

  As I penetrated her walls, I covered her with my body, licking the side of her face then nibbling her ear then I raided up again. I felt her push against my pelvis and I wondered if I was too much for her. I paused pulling out to let her catch her breath. She stuck her fingers into her mouth lubricating them until they dripped with her saliva, then she rubbed them over her clit and down past her snatch to moisten the opening of her ass. I looked at her, asking without words if she wanted me there. She moaned and nodded confirming the answer to my unspoken question. It felt like for a moment we were communicating as wolves. I pressed the head of my wand against the opening covering my shaft with her moisture then I eased into her. She jerked at first, almost pulling away, then she held on to my hips pulling me in. I eased in and out of her slowly at first and she screamed with pleasure, biting hard into her hand to stifle the noise. Then I increased my force to a steady pace that herald in my impending ejaculation. I groaned so loudly, I was sure I had disturbed my mother all the way down the stairs into the kitchen. Our fire was still burning as bright as it did in the beginning. Aislen had done it to me again, she brought me to a place of pleasure that crippled me and I loved her even more than I did before.

  Rampart

  Almost two years passed and we had not heard from Storm or Despina. The pack abated in the absence of their leader and reverted to hunting the local wildlife. It was safe to walk the streets again and the tragedy of the stolen babies had faded into the past. The families that were affected moved away and the numbers of the towns’ people declined further. Shadow Falls was reverting to the isolated venue it once was. With the scorching midday sun high in the sky casting a beam so bright that it burned the flower beds, summer brought nothing but baroness and sorrow. The Mayor’s call to burn the forest met with rejection from his superiors and he was faced with having to come up with an alternative method of wiping us out. He went quiet for quite some time, puffing his campaign with solutions to other pertinent issues affecting the town such as the dwindling population and slow economic growth. I had not abandoned my quest to find Storm. I had to track him down and figure out a way to free the others, but I was afraid that he could not be trusted. I could not ignore the threat to the safety of my children. Especially since I had witnessed firsthand the evil that was Despina and what she was capable of. I could only imagine what she would want with my children. Aislen was worried about the children; she had noticed that it had been almost two years and neither of them showed signs that they were wolves. I assumed that they would not show signs until they were in their teens but my mother confirmed Aislen suspicion that revealing to me that even as a child I spontaneous changed into a pup. I just had no memory of it. Aislen too had mentioned that she was able to change from birth since she was born as a pup and not human.

  The phone rings, the number unknown, I hesitate then answer, a woman asks for Connor Carter. Her voice was heavy like she had smoked one too many cigarettes in her lifetime. She cleared her throat after each sentence.

  “This is Margaret, calling from Shadow Falls Hospital. We have a patient here, a Mr. Storm, no last name. He’s been in an accident and he’s been asking for you since we admitted him two days ago” she says.

  After almost two years of searching, he just shows up again and now he’s in the hospital. I decided against bringing Aislen with me, for the sake of the kids, it was better that she stayed at home with them while I pursued Storm. When I arrived at hospital I was still trying to formulate the questions I needed to ask. I did not have time to beat about the bush. The wolves were in danger and I was about to meet the one person that could help me. The nurse informed me that Storm had been shot, the doctors removed the bullet but his condition did not improve. The prognosis was grim and I k
new I had little time to get what I needed. His limb body laid sprawled on the bed, beads of cold sweat formed on his forehead and his black hair stuck to his head. He looked like an animal just as it is about to die. The plaster covering the wound had turned a brownish red, soaked with stale blood and perhaps pus. His veins were visibly raised and a slivery grey color filled with the deadly poison from the silver bullet. His eyes were heavy and his face sagged, his lips were severely chapped as though he had been starved of water.

  “It looks worse than it actually is” he said groggily, he was still coming down from the anesthesia.

  It was a relief to hear his voice, I did not need to ask what happened, it was obvious that he was shot, but by who and why, were the questions that needed to be answered.

  “The babies never made it” he says before passing out and walking up again. “Despina’s children…they died,” he continued.

  What children was he talking about? Could he be talking about Aislen’s sisters and their babies? But why would he refer to them as Despina’s children.

  “I need to shift” he went on to say, but it was impossible for him to do it in the hospital, risking being seen by people.

  I knew why he wanted to shift, if was a wolf he would heal faster and communication would be much faster if I changed too. I had to get him out of there.

  “Do you think you can walk?” I inquired of him and he nodded.

  I wrapped by black parka around his shoulders and we snuck out of the hospital. Fresh blood seeped from his plaster soaking the cotton drape the hospital gave him for clothing. The walking had aggravated the wound and Storm collapsed in my arms before I could get him into the car. I slapped his face to snap him back into consciously and he almost came to, still groggy rolling his head slowly from side to side. In the car ride home, he cradled his chest, he was in tremendous pain. I tried to reassure him, letting him know that we were almost home.