Wolf's Obsession

by Charisma Knight

  Thorne bit his lip as Melanie rushed over to Raphael, giving him a hug and a quick peck on the cheek. “I won’t forget what you did for me back there Raphael. Thank you, thank you so much for protecting me.”

  uickly, Thorne walked over to Raphael, briefly shaking his hand.

  “You take care of her,” Raphael said. “She’s a good woman, and she’ll preserve your clan.” The dark vampire said.

  How did you know?” Thorne asked, puzzled.

  Don’t know my friend, just a feeling.” Raphael said, giving Thorne a quick half smile. The roars of the beasts came closer, and Isaac and Brady started rounding everyone out to the opposite side of the warehouse, the way in which they came. The spot that once held Raphael’s heart damn near caved in as he caught a lone silver tear, creeping it’s way down the side of Melanie’s face. Damn, no one had ever cried or even gave a shit about him in his entire existence. It sure as hell would feel nice to depart this existence, knowing someone actually gave a damn about him, Raphael thought quietly to himself. Consuming that small bit of knowledge, a smile briefly erupted on his face, then he turned, slowly walking into the opposite direction.

  With confidence, Raphael strolled into the room where the portal was, along with twenty or so evil beings who had recently entered through the portal, hell bent on bringing death and destruction to the planet. Baring his fangs, Raphael laughed triumphantly as the creatures hissed at him.

  His thoughts happily drifted back to his wife, Esme and his daughter, Gabrielle. Soon, he'd be joining them, a reunion held off too long. He should have died along with them, centuries ago. With the exception of her ebony skin, Melanie had briefly reminded him of Esme.

  The creatures slowly gathered around Raphael, causing laughter to slip from the vampire's lips. Happiness filled him as he knew his vile existence would abruptly come to an end, with a touch of the button.

  "I bid you farewell, demon spawn from hell!" Raphael yelled, pushing the button on Kyle's gadget.

  * * * * * *

  Everyone quickly retreated to the entrance, including Dane, Danoir, and Darius. Suddenly, the warehouse began to shake violently. Emerging from the entrance to the warehouse, everyone headed for safety. Suddenly, a loud "whooshing" sound accompanied with a brilliant flash of white light, flashed through the vicinity of the warehouse; and then there was darkness. Everyone turned to look at the large spot where the warehouse once stood, experiencing a spark of relief as they discovered how close mankind actually came to destruction.

  * * * * * *

  In an effort to leave the horrible scene behind them, everyone met up at a nearby park, to discuss things. Danoir, Darius, and Dane were completely awestruck at the fact Raphael had sacrificed himself to save them all.

  "What do we do now?" Dane asked.

  "We live out the rest of our existence, traveling, doing whatever we've been wanting to do for years." Darius said. "I told you, there is much I want to do and see, now is my chance."

  "I'm going back to New Orleans." Dane responded.

  Thorne and Melanie walked over, joining in the vampires' conversation. Raphael had left strict instructions of laying their war to rest. From here on out, the pact was reinforced.

  "I've already sent word to the rest of our clan in New Orleans to cease any fighting per Raphael's orders." Danoir informed Thorne.

  "I have done the same," Thorne added, careful not to let the vampires know he was no longer the leader of the Black Claws.

  "Well gentlemen, I'm heading back." With that, Danoir quickly disappeared into the shadows, leaving Darius and Dane in Thorne and Melanie's presence.

  "Thank you both for helping." Melanie told the two vampires. "Is there anything we can do, anything you need?" she asked, thankful things had ended the way they did. Thorne wrapped his arm around Melanie's neck, gently pulling her towards him. Little did he know, he had much kissing up to do.

  "Well, we plan on traveling, need to go and see the world, you know?" Darius said smiling. "At last, we can do that now. New Orleans is the last place I want to go." The man quickly added.

  "I'm in agreement," Dane said. "Let's live it up." Saying their goodbyes to everyone, Dane and Darius disappeared quickly, happy for the wonderful turnaround. Donovan and everyone slowly drove back to the community, and daylight would be upon them in two hours.

  Once they arrived to the Jacksons' home, the shaman briefly explained everything that happened, from Raphael's strange behavior, to why it was so essential for Thorne and Melanie to stay together.

  "So, what was going on with Raphael? Why did he change the way he did?" Melanie inquired with a shiver.

  "Raphael would have never given the clan a moment's peace. He was so hell bent on wreaking havoc and inflicting pain on others, he didn't realize the damage he was causing." Hawk explained. "You see Melanie, Raphael wanted to claim you for himself, actually, he was obsessed with you, almost as obsessed as Thorne was with you when he first sought you out." Hawk grinned, as Storm handed him a cup of tea.

  "He saved me, saved us all." Melanie stated.

  "Yes, he did," Hawk said. "You see, it takes more effort for a person to hate than to love. I think Raphael realized that, after all these centuries. His family was brutally slaughtered by werewolves when he was human, so in return, he hated all werewolves. Sometimes, we choose paths not suitable for ourselves and others. Raphael was in his own personal hell, and tonight, he finally had the strength to escape it."

  "Well, I hope he finally finds peace." Natalie murmured.

  "I think he already has." Hawk said, with a grin.

  "Wow, you know, sun's almost up!" Brady exclaimed. "Isaac man, you know we won't make it back in time, should have went home, but glad we got a chance to visit with our main man and his family, well our family." Brady said.

  "You know, you guys are more than welcome to stay here. There is plenty of room for everyone," Donovan said, stretching and yawning. We have all been through a lot, so whoever wants to camp out, do so."

  "I have dibs on the sofa!" Brady said.

  "Oh no fool, we have sleeping bags!" Donovan exclaimed, cracking Isaac up with laughter. Nat's not chewing my ass out, she hates for folks to sleep on her furniture. Also, we have some spare bedrooms, just in case!"

  "Yeah Brady, stake out a bedroom, perhaps you and Isaac can share, one in the bed, the other in a sleeping bag," Natalie suggested, putting the Aldelandian talisman on the table.

  "Mom, it's beautiful. Do you think it will work, and we can summon others who may be existing among the stars?" Melanie asked.

  "Oh honey, I don't know about that, but mainly it was created for us to travel where others may be living. We are physically transported." Nat said. "Can you imagine, traveling anywhere in the galaxy?" she said wide eyed, as Donovan slowly approached her from behind, sliding his hands down the length of her body.

  "It pleases me to see you this happy Natalie. I think others would love to know the gift you possess. I'm sure The Cravens would appreciate you sharing this with them, since they are from Edolonia as well." Donovan insisted.

  "Well, I'll let them know about it tomorrow evening, once you've awakened from your sleep, my love." Natalie murmured softly, almost purring as Donovan lightly stroked her jawbone.

  "Ew," Melanie said, strolling towards Thorne. "I think I've seen enough," The girl snickered. "No one wants to see that!"

  "How the hell do you think you were born?" Donovan asked. "Oh, it's perfectly alright when your tongue wrestling with young wolf, huh Melanie?" Donovan chuckled.

  The house was filled with joyous laughter as everyone quickly settled down. The wendigos, although not nocturnal still needed to regain the spent energy from the evening before. Thorne and Melanie silently disappeared upstairs to the room where they spent their first night. Slowly, Melanie strolled into the room, feeling Thorne's gaze burn her flesh, she slowly turned to face him.

  "Melanie, you don't have to say anything. I was wrong, I was stupid and foolish, and I
'm so sorry I made you feel the way you did. I love you, please know that. I was shocked, that's all." Thorne confessed.

  "Why did you tell me you couldn't do this, carry on with our relationship?" Melanie asked, desperately wanting an answer. Her cheeks burned as Raphael's face quickly darted through her mind. The dark vampire was simply rebound material for Melanie, for Thorne had her mind, body, and soul.

  "I wasn't sure if we'd be able to have children Melanie. My clan relies heavily on that. I was thinking of the clan, neglecting your feelings." Thorne continued. "Do you think I'm worthy of having your pups?" Thorne asked.

  "Yes, I do Thorne." I love you too. And…there, well….I need to explain, about Raphael." Melanie stammered.

  "No, please, not now." Thorne groaned.

  "Yes, right now Thorne! I allowed Raphael to touch me, because I didn't know where you and I stood. Raphael made me feel wanted, and beautiful." Melanie confessed. "I felt like I was beneath you and not good enough," she added. "I just couldn't bring myself to actually have sex with Raphael."

  "Thank goodness for that!" Thorne growled, averting his gaze from Melanie's. "I'm not sure how I would react, but at least his scent is almost gone," Thorne said, pulling the covers down to accompany them both. "It's my fault for driving you into his arms in the first place. I was an ass for having my doubts. I just hope you can forgive me."

  "Are you mad at me?" Melanie asked, as she slowly approached Thorne from behind, pressing her soft body against his hard one. A long growl immediately slipped past his lips, causing his cock to rise.

  "I'm not mad at you beautiful," Thorne confessed. "I mean, I still have images flitting through my mind, but I refuse to dwell on them Melanie. This is something I'll have to work through on my own."

  "I need you to make love to me Thorne," Melanie murmured, rubbing her body seductively against his. "I need you to show me that you still love me, and find me attractive. I need you to hold me."

  "Melanie, are you sure?" Thorne asked. Melanie was arousing him to no end. He still felt the same way about her when he first laid eyes upon her in Club Ravenous. "I think we should carry this outside woman. I don't want to focus on you and Raphael together, that was the other day. Now, it is you and I, forever! Run wild with me woman, let's surrender ourselves to the moon. I will make love to you the way you like." Thorne murmured.

  "I forgive you for everything Thorne," Melanie murmured, as his earthly fragrance tingled within her nostrils. Let's bathe in the lake, not too far away from here!"

  "I forgive you Melanie," Thorne whispered. "You are mine, all mine." He breathed into her ear, allowing his tongue to lightly touch her earlobe and neck. Slowly, the couple eased down the stairs, uncaring if anyone discovered what they were up to. Silently, they slipped out the door and into the warm morning air. Dawn was only half an hour away.

  Quickly, Thorne and Melanie ran as fast as they could, down the hill and into the woods, donning their wolf forms. The larger, black short haired wolf playfully leapt onto the smaller, slender, silver-haired wolf, playfully pawing at her mate.

  Eager to join as one with his mate, Thorne approached Melanie from the rear, unprepared as she quickly turned around, latching on to his shoulder with her teeth, flinging him to the ground. Stunned, and highly aroused by Melanie's pheromones, Thorne graciously accepted the challenge. Purposely, Melanie decided to give Thorne a hard time, pushing him away each time he tried to mount her. They carried on in this manner for several minutes, until they helplessly surrendered to their raging hormones.

  Eventually, Melanie allowed Thorne to enter her from behind. Sliding deep inside her, Melanie growled, laying her front half to the ground so her haunches were high in the air, allowing Thorne access to all she had to offer. Bending down, Thorne gripped Melanie's neck with his powerful jaws, gently tightening with each thrust.

  As the couple made love under the full moon, they shifted from wolf to human form, and back to wolf momentarily. Eventually, their wolf forms lost out to their human forms. Entwined in one another's arms, they continued their brazen dance, underneath a tree and some tall grass next to a quiet lake.

  Changing positions, Thorne and Melanie lay on their sides. Gently, Thorne brushed his cock lightly against Melanie's voluptuous ass cheeks, causing a soft whimper to escape her lips. Reaching around, he gently caressed Melanie's full breasts, causing her erect nipples to swell further. Burying his face in her neck, Thorne inhaled her powerful intoxicating feminine scent, while his large powerful hands explored every inch of his mate's body.

  Melanie thrust her ass against Thorne's cock, coaxing him to take her in their current position. She shuddered as Thorne's tongue savored her neck, causing her arousal to slowly dribble along her inner thighs. Impatiently, she guided his large hand to her pussy, sighing as Thorne slid a long, thick finger inside her. Quickly he pulled out, stroking her clitoris, bathing it in her juices.

  Thorne guided his cock inside Melanie's tight cavern as he bit her neck, causing her silky wet sheath to tighten around him. Propping himself up on an elbow, Thorne's thrusts quickened as Melanie threw her head back against his chest, moaning with pleasure.

  "Do you want me baby?" Thorne asked, slowly pumping in and out of Melanie's body, the urge to please her completely consuming him. "Tell me what you want, and how," he whispered seductively in Melanie's ear.

  "Yes, oh…fuck, yes…Thorne." Melanie choked. "Like that, harder please, fuck , oh, ooohhh," Melanie moaned loudly. "I want you, oh God, I want you!" she called at the top of her lungs, as Thorne pulled her hair gently.

  "What do you want, beautiful?" Thorne breathed.

  "Pinch my nipples, hard!" Melanie moaned.

  Obeying his lover's command, he intensified his grip on Melanie's erect nipples, causing her to gush, drowning his cock with hot, thick cream. Growling, Thorne slammed harder into Melanie as her essence slowly oozed down the base of his cock, pubic hair, and his large, pulsating balls.

  "Finish this Thorne, make me yours, now!" She moaned. "Mark me, take me, ohhh….fuck me, harder!" Melanie howled, briefly shifting into wolf form. Her eyes shone a brilliant silver, highlighted with flecks of gold.

  "You're mine, forever and always," Thorne moaned through gritted teeth. His dark eyes were glazed over with intense pleasure as he bit Melanie hard on her neck, marking her as his for life.

  "Harder!" Melanie gasped,the pleasure building slowly within her core from Thorne's swift thrusts and the pleasurable hold he had on her with his teeth. One hand grasped her dark tresses, while the other gently stroked her jawbone, as the two writhed wildly against one another.

  Melanie glanced down at the beautiful tribal tattoos on Thorne's arm, lightly raking her nails against them as he withdrew his teeth from her neck. Sensing her orgasm approaching, Thorne held his cock balls deep within her. His release would closely follow, and it was within Thorne's nature to allow Melanie to come first. Or, they would come together, he'd see to that.

  "Melanie," he whispered against her neck. "I can't continue, or I'll explode inside you, beautiful one," Thorne announced, resting his head on Melanie's. Slowly, he pulled himself halfway out of Melanie's dripping sex.

  "Nezhahwanega Kedah!" "I love you Thorne!" Melanie said, as Thorne slipped his cock deeper inside her. Hungrily, Thorne devoured her tongue with his, gently kneading her dark nipples with his fingers. Slowly, they continued making love, until the sun rose.

  "Nezhahwanega Kedah!" "I love you too my sweet Melanie!" Thorne moaned.

  Happily, they explored the land while in human and wolf form, their romantic tryst lasting the entire day. Enjoying one another's company, they spent their time swimming in the lake, making love whenever and wherever they could, and discussing their future.

  Around sunset, Melanie and Thorne slowly gravitated towards the Jackson home, to find everyone sitting around the table, sipping coffee. Isaac and Brady were still there, reminiscing of the old days.

  "Well, well, well, look who we have here, the lo
ve birds!" Storm teased. "Thorne, I have something I need to tell you."

  "Actually brother, I have something I need to tell you." Thorne said.

  "Me first. I need you to know, I think you deserve your place in the clan. I know you'll do an excellent job. You have really turned yourself around, and I'm proud."

  "I don't want to be clan leader, maybe some time in the future, but for now, I need to be here, with Melanie and her family." Thorne said, deciding the peaceful surroundings would be beneficial to his and Melanie's relationship.

  "Soooo, I'm assuming you have your credit cards, and bank account information with you?" Storm asked his little brother, knowing he had made his decision.

  "Yeah, I do. Speaking of credit, I'll need to turn in that rental car. They probably think I've stolen it." Thorne said, stroking the patch of hair in the cleft of his chin.

  "We'll take it back, the rental agency is run by a close friend of mine who is a distant tribe member." Hawk said. "She'll understand, no worries."

  "You know me too well, brother. I have a woman to take care of, and will provide well for her. Thorne turned to Melanie's father. "I promise to make your daughter happy, the way a man is supposed to. I love her, and I would like for us to get to know one another. I believe you and I got off on the wrong foot." Thorne continued.

  "Wow, son. I'm impressed. Deep down, I know you and Melanie will be together for a long time, and I know you love her. Folks make mistakes, and I just need you to know, I apologize for some of the things I've said, you know, trying to agitate you and all." Donovan confessed.

  "Well, I guess it's settled," Storm said. "I'll continue the role as pack leader, until I find someone else, or until you decide to come back to New Orleans little brother. Whenever your ready, let me know," Storm said, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder.

  "We should be leaving," Ronnie stated. "We have a rental car and a plane to catch. I've already changed the times, and to tell you the truth, it will be nice to get back home. Graham has had his hands full with the young men of our clan. They are stubborn and mean well, but need Hawk's guidance."