Raber Wolf Pack Box Set

by Ryan Michele

  My knees feel weak from the force of my climax, but I hold it together, my breathing erratic. We stay there for a few moments, letting the water flow over us.

  Catching my breath, I pull out and she gives a soft mewl of protest. She turns in my arms and holds on to me, tightly. Like I’m her lifeline. Fucking love that shit.

  I grab her ass and hoist her up, her legs wrapping around my hips. I turn off the water and carry her limp body out, dry her off, and set her on the bed. “Baby, gotta get dressed. Lots of shit going on.” To say the fucking least.

  “Okay.” Her voice is small as she lies there spread out, and it takes everything inside of me not to take her again. I can’t. Fuck. Once I get my hands on Camp and that fucking Lobo pack, I’m tearing them all apart.

  I dress quickly, throwing on jeans, a t-shirt and buckling up my belt. I throw on some socks and my boots. All the while Sabrea slowly gets up and dresses in almost the same thing as me, minus the boots but wearing sandals instead. She straps on the second one and I hold out my hand to her. “Ready?” I ask.

  She takes my hand, a small smile playing on her face. “Let me brush my hair really quick. It’ll be a mess if I don’t.” She takes off to the bathroom and I watch her ass move as she does. The sway and roundness of it is hot as hell. Hell yes, that’s mine. Within seconds, she is back and ready. That’s the fastest I’ve ever seen a woman get ready. Nice.

  I grab her hand and walk into the packed living room. Little Natalie is crying while Zara holds her, rocking her back and forth. “What’s going on?” Sabrea asks me.

  “I bet she’s just scared. Her mother died not too long ago. Zara has taken her in, but the loss is too much at times. I’m sure with the explosion it’s overwhelming her.” Sabrea squeezes my hand, letting me know she heard, but doesn’t say anything as we approach.

  “Shh…” Zara consoles the little pup and Xavier’s eyes land on mine, pissed as hell. “When will Lily be here?” Zara asks the crowd of wolves.

  “Five minutes,” Stella says, bringing Natalie some apple juice though she doesn’t take it. Instead, she snuggles closer to Zara.

  “Zara. Gotta get shit under control. You got Nat?” Xavier asks, and she nods, a slight tear in the corner of her eye. “Come.” This is directed at Sabrea, Max, Kenly, Mal, and me. We follow.

  Once in his office, we gather around Xavier as he collapses into his chair. His eyes are red, tired, as he slumps behind his desk. “Mal, what is it?”

  “Homemade bombs. Big ones. Stopped all the water supply coming down the hill. The smell of wolves is very prominent. Gary took some of the guys and are hunting the area as we speak. I personally don’t think they’ll find shit, but it’s worth a shot. Cameras didn’t pick up anything. The only way that’s possible is with a spell or if someone tapped into our security feed.” Mal leans up against the wall.

  “Fucking hell!” he explodes. “Sabrea, I need to you to tell me exactly what happened with Marissa and what she said word for word.”

  I sit and pull Sabrea onto my lap, offering her some sort of comfort. Even though she came out on the winning end of it, what she has to say is not pretty.

  “I went to the bathroom and Marissa cornered me…”

  As Sabrea relays the events for everyone, it takes everything in my power not to get up and beat the hell out of something. That fucking bitch Marissa. She never hid the fact that she was a bitch, but we put up with her shit, never thinking that she was disloyal to our pack. Her parents are part of this pack, why would we think she would turn? We’d hoped once she grew up that she’d find her mate and get the fuck out of here. We never expected anything like this. The fucking bitch crossed us and she paid with her life.

  “Wish I could have been there to watch,” Kenly throws in, and Sabrea gives a slight chuckle.

  “Believe me, I wish someone, anyone had been there. I didn’t know I’d shift. I felt the headache come on, but didn’t think it would happen. It’s the only thing that saved me. My wolf saved me.” Sabrea’s voice gets small and I rub up and down her back, trying to reassure her. “I can’t believe I shifted.” She turns to me, hope glittering in her eyes. “I need to go practice. I need to see if I can do it again.”

  “I know, baby, let’s get this other shit worked out and make sure the property is secure.” I don’t want to crush her excitement, but shit has to be done. I look to Xavier. “I’ll up the security around the perimeter. I know you hate using the live wires, but I think we need to turn them on.” He nods. Electricity, here we come.

  A knock at the door has me sniffing. Nana O and Grams.

  “In,” Xavier barks and Sabrea tenses in my arms, no doubt from Xavier’s clipped tone rather than the ladies at the door. I nuzzle her cheek and temple, giving her my scent to calm her. When he’s pissed, he doesn’t hold back and now is one of those times.

  “Hello,” Nana O says as she enters, followed by Maggie—or Grams, I guess.

  “What answers you got?” Xavier orders and all focus is on them, all of us hanging on their every word. We need this. We need a break. This shit has got to stop.

  Nana O’s shoulders slump in defeat. “Marvin told us what he could, but it’s not much.” She shakes her head. “The lights he can’t see, has no idea why it’s happening and what power it is that’s so strong.” She looks back and forth between the males before continuing, seeming to choose her words carefully. “You are right that the pack is coming after us because of you six. We need to find the crystal. It needs to be a priority.”

  “Priority? We’ve had our water supply on our own land bombed. Somehow they got in and out without our cameras detecting or our wolves smelling them, which means they could be at our front door at any time, and you want me to make the crystal the priority? On top of that, Camp thinks my father killed his family!” Xavier roars, the anger hanging thickly in the room.

  “Because if they have it, your powers won’t matter. We may as well lie down and die right here, young man. That crystal will determine who will come out ahead in this. Will the Lobo rule all the wolves or will you?” Grams states mater-of-factly, a bit of a motherly edge in her tone. The end isn’t a question, more like a challenge.

  “Fucking hell.” Xavier puts his hands in his head then lifts up to her. “We had it. We had it here. Then it disappeared again.”

  “Then someone stole it?” Nana O asks, looking at Grams.

  “Marissa!” Sabrea shouts, standing up and scanning the room. “She’s the rat. What if she took it?”

  “Mal,” Xavier snaps, “search everything of Marissa’s and even her parents’ rooms. Thoroughly.” He says the last word with a firm nod, one meaning that Mal can use any means necessary.

  “On it.” Mal leaves quickly.

  “While we wait on Mal, we need to talk about Camp.” Xavier looks to Sabrea. “Is that all that Marissa said?”

  “Yes. Camp found out about the legend and went to the Lobos. Camp believes your father killed his family.”

  “I want him brought to me, now,” Xavier orders, his fury coming down a notch, but not much.

  Time for my voice of reason. “Boss.” His eyes snap to mine, but he says nothing. “Going to pick him up could be a trap, exactly what the Lobos want. Us, away from our pack, so they can take us out in small numbers. We have to remember Marissa’s words.” Sabrea stills in my arms but I keep going. “Individually, they can pluck us off, as the six of us and our pack, it’s much more difficult.”

  Max steps forward. “I’ll bring him here. Let the females practice and I’ll get him.” His tone is lethal and Kenly visibly shrinks back.

  “No,” Xavier barks. “Gary. Get him to take a few of the guys. You’re one of the six. You aren’t going anywhere.”

  Max nods and picks up his phone, dialing.

  “Good. We don’t have much time. In my gut, I can feel this is all coming to a head quickly. Nana O, Grams,” he says, getting their attention. “You need to help the females with their powers.” Xavier
rubs the bridge of his nose in frustration. “I feel it. It’s coming.”

  Sabrea

  “FOCUS.” MAGGIE, Kenly’s Grams, places her hands on my shoulders while Nana O, Zara’s grandmother works with Kenly.

  My mind is a jumbled mess and nothing is coming in clearly at all. Everything seems to be taking over what little wits I had inside this head of mine. I know I’m just frustrated. I know that I need a break. We’ve been going at it for hours, but I don’t have any time to lose at this point.

  My wolf has been fairly quiet, just enjoying not being in the box she used to be in, having totally obliterated it. After her first kill and the sex with Thor, she slept, a lot. I feel horrible for her. She has been locked up for so long that everyday things that should be second nature to her are brand new. I think she’s just taking everything in and her patience is much better than mine at the moment.

  The scream that escapes my lips is the loudest cry and I can feel it all the way in my bones. I pick up the chair and heave it across the room, watching it sail into the wall and crumble into a pile of dust on the carpet of the sunroom. My breaths heave as I try to control them, but I get nowhere. Nowhere at freaking all. I’m so frustrated!

  “Do you feel better now?” Maggie asks calmly, like she’s used to this kind of aggression being taken out.

  “A little,” I answer, honestly. At least that crest I was feeling didn’t push me over the edge and I was able to get it out.

  “Now, time to refocus,” Maggie says, coming to stand in front of me and not giving me any more time for my outburst. She grabs my hands, holding them up to her chest as her eyes penetrate mine. I focus on that connection between the two of us, letting my breathing settle back to normal. “When you were able to move those objects, what was inside of your head at the time?”

  I think back to the chair that moved from beneath my sister before she could sit. I close my eyes and remember each single moment as if it was branded in my memory.

  Sydney was being her usual asshole self, calling me names and behaving like an overall raging bitch. My parents weren’t around, but some of the elder wolves were trying to cut her off. I came back with some smartass comments that only fueled her mouth more, pissing me off, and egging me on to keep at her too. Inside my head, the most beautiful array of clouds filled me. They were fluffy, white, and up against a robin-egg-blue sky and I remember thinking of serenity. That it was peace.

  As that thought passed a calm like no other settled in my body. At the time, I thought to myself chair move back and it did immediately.

  “Fluffy white clouds on a blue sky backdrop,” I blurt out, opening my eyes to Maggie. Her smile spreads wide, like I’ve seen the light, and I guess in a way I have.

  “Good job. Now, close your eyes again and search for your clouds.”

  The pressure to get this right weighs heavy on my heart. I try not to think of the next exercise I have with Thor to work on shifting, but it doesn’t escape me. I breathe out deeply and try to center myself. Need to find the clouds.

  My wolf whines and my attention snaps to her. She is roaming around freely, her nose sticking high in the air and smelling as she moves. I’m compelled to follow her. I pass by lights of every color of the rainbow, each one leading the wolf down different paths in their life. The purple one passes and I smile at that one, which will bring me home to Thor. Through pathways dark and light, I enter a corridor and my wolf stops at the edge of one of the tall brown doors. Her nose sniffs the bottom and her claw comes out, scratching the exterior of wood. This is the one I need.

  “Found it,” I whisper, shocked, but keeping my eyes shut and focused. I turn the brass knob and step through the door, my heart pounding hard. The beautiful blue sky shines back at me with thousands of white puffy clouds littering it. What I don’t remember is the large green field covered in wildflowers that my wolf is currently running through like she’s never been to a better place in her life. And the sad thing is, she hasn’t. This is as much of a journey for her as it is for me.

  A voice chimes in my head, now. I open my eyes, focus on the basket on the coffee table, asking it to sail across the room. In moments, the daisies that were inside the basket have spilled out on the other side of the room, the woven basket lying beside them. Holy shit!

  “I did it!” I scream, turning to Maggie. Her smile deepens.

  “You did, child. Do it again.” She doesn’t give me a second to bask in my happiness, but I’m on too big of a high to even think about it.

  Time after time, I do it. My wolf stays and plays in the grass, but when I pull her out and make her start all over again, just checking to make sure she can find it again, she does every time. Words can’t express how excited I am.

  “How’s it going?” Thor says and I send a pillow straight for his head with a smile. He catches it with ease, not letting it ruffle him even a bit. The smile on his face is sexy as hell and my wolf lifts up her rear in invitation. Down girl, not the time. “That good huh?” We’ll get to that very soon, he says, reading my thoughts, and I bite my lip to suppress the groan. He slaps my ass, only making me wet.

  “I can do it. I’ve tried over and over and over again. I can do it!” I leap into his arms and kiss him hard. I may not be able to take him right now, but I want those lips. He kisses me deeply and I love every second of it.

  Step away from Thor. The words ring in my head and I pull away a fraction of an inch. Step away from Thor, is repeated again. Who is saying that and why do I feel so compelled to follow the words?

  “What’s wrong, Sabrea?” Thor asks, giving me a strange look. I don’t know how to answer him. Instead, I hear the voice again. Step away from Thor. Somehow, and I’m not sure why, I do. I step away from Thor and look around the room.

  Kenly stands behind me, a huge smile on her face and her arms crossed against her chest. “You!” I accuse, pointing my finger at her and only making her smile widen.

  “I can do it!” she yells and I run into her arms, hugging her with all my might. Holy shit! We got our powers together.

  “What’s going on?” Zara’s voice comes from the side of us. She’s been with Natalie helping her cope with the sudden explosion and all of her fears. Even when Lily got back and helped the little ones’ emotions, Zara refused to leave her side.

  Both Kenly and I turn to her excitedly. “We know how to use our powers!” we exclaim and a huge warm smile spreads across Zara’s beautiful face as she runs up and joins in our hugging.

  “The light?” she asks, and both Kenly and my face falter a bit, which she reads right away. “No worries. We’ll get it! Now, show me.”

  We each show Zara and it feels so good to have control. I didn’t realize how much I was in need of it until now. But I need it, badly.

  “All right.” Thor smiles, shaking his head at our theatrics at showing Zara. “Sabrea, you’ve got something else to practice.” Changing into a wolf. I can do this. She’s ready to play and with the boost of confidence that I feel, I’ve got this. I walk toward him, but his eyes land on Kenly. “You do that shit again, I’ll have your mate tan your hide.” Kenly laughs as do I.

  I follow Thor down to the basement since he thinks that going outside right now isn’t exactly safe. At least not until the guys get everything secure. I agree with him. The same nerves float through my belly and I hope that my wolf and I can do this. We have to be able to do this. She’s not in a box anymore. She’s roaming free ever since the fight with that bitch Marissa, but I can’t help the fear that once I change, my wolf will end up back inside that box again.

  Maggie, Nana O, Kenly and Zara all follow us down. “I’m going to stand over here away from the females, Sabrea.” Thor talks to me like a child, but I know it’s just for my pack mates’ own good. No use in ripping their heads off for being near my mate and all. “You’ve got this. Change and then change back.” He says it so simply, and heads toward the back corner of the room as I step into the middle.

  All right
, wolf, let’s see what you’ve got. It’s a strange feeling having my wolf pace back and forth. She’s always been so confined to one place that the feeling inside of me is strange. Nice, but different. I suck in a deep breath, connecting with her. I strip out of my clothes and stand in front of the room. It’s time, I tell her and I immediately shift into a wolf, my body contorting. I sniff the air around me and smell my mate and the females instantly. I trot up to Thor and stand in front of him on guard. No one gets him. Mine.

  His fingers brush through my fur and I love every second. It’s the most fantastic feeling. The only thing better would be for him to change so we can be together in wolf-form. “Change back, Sabrea,” he says softly, but my wolf doesn’t want to and I can’t blame her. With all my strength, I force her to walk through the light. I sit naked on the floor, not bothering to cover any piece of me up. No need. Modesty is not part the wolf language.

  “You feel okay?” Thor asks, bending down to the ground and checking me over. I let his words sink in. My wolf is still striding around outside, not inside of a box.

  “I think so. I need to do it again.”

  Thor nods and rises as I shift back into a wolf. I continue this over and over again, until my body aches and my eyes begin to droop.

  “That’s enough.” Thor lifts my body, now back in human-form, and carries me through the den and into the bedroom. He lays me down and I pass out.

  “SABREA, I NEED YOU to wake up.” Thor’s soft whispers tickle my ear, but I don’t want to listen to them. I want him to go away. I’m happy where I am. I’m happy being here. I don’t want to be anywhere else at the moment but sleeping and wrapped in his arms. There isn’t a better place on earth. My eyes are so heavy they just want sleep. But his voice keeps coming in, over and over and over again like a broken record.

  I pry my eyes awake to see my handsome mate staring back down at me. My clit pulses and begins to throb. He brushes hair away from my face. “Not now. Your mom’s on the phone in Xavier’s office. He just got done telling Duke about the threats and your mother would like to speak with you.”