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  We spent the rest of the day testing our volunteers, improving security, and brainstorming ways to deal with Delane and the rogue witch. I wasn’t feeling as optimistic as I’d hoped by the time we got ready to head to the kitchen for supper. Our best weapon against Absinths, the rogue witch, was my mate who carried my pup. Even Rachel, a high level witch, wasn’t as effective against him.

  “I’m not sure I understand if your magic is stronger than his, why can he neutralize it but you can’t stop his?” I was getting a bit of a headache trying to understand how magic worked.

  “My magic is what you might think of as white.” She explained. “I take only what’s needed and I allow it to be restored before using more. I won’t cause the destruction of something in the name of power. He had dark or black magic. He is willing to drain the last drop from something or someone and leave them or it destroyed. Many items, people and even animals have magic they’re unaware of that can be tapped into, but take it all and they may die. He doesn’t care and will strip every drop from wherever he finds it leaving death and destruction behind.”

  “I still don’t see why you can’t bespell him so he can’t absorb magic. It seems the easiest way to block him.” I observed.

  “I’m not sure if I can or not. I’ll need to contact the council to see if they can help me.”

  I nodded completely unsure how such an obvious solution had failed to be evident to her. We sat down at the table with Megan taking a place next to me and I remembered her interest in another wolf. I planned to give her an evening she wouldn’t soon forget. I smiled at her and sweet, innocent thing that she was, she didn’t see I was planning her sexual torture. My cock twitched in my pants ready for the games to begin but it would be a while before I could take her to our room.

  Everyone sat around talking excitedly and eating with appreciation. I loved shepherd’s pie and Megan’s was the best I’d ever had. She’d become a perfect mate for an alpha male. I’d never imagined myself mated before but had I known it would be like this, I would have dreamed and planned for her years ago and claimed her sooner.

  The last person excused themselves and I got up to help my mate clean up so I could get her alone sooner. Anticipation thrummed through me as we worked together to finish. The last plate is put up and I pull her into my arms. I kiss her until our breaths come hard and labored then I grab her hand and drag her upstairs to our room. I close the door and lock it since we have extra people hanging around with the heightened security. Not that anyone shouldn’t know better than to disturb us for anything less than a matter of life and death but why take the chance.

  I strip out of my clothing in front of her and she starts to take hers off but too slowly so I help. I just look at her sexy body and my cock bobs with anticipation knowing soon, it will be sunk balls deep inside her. I pick her up and carry her to the bed and lay her on it before I join her. I take a deep breath and her arousal fills my nose and makes me want her even more. I start with a slow sweet kiss and work my way down her neck nipping, licking and kissing. It’s much like she did to me last night. I move down to one breast and I cup it, latching onto the beautiful rosy nipple and tugging hard. I suck it hard enough that the color deepens to a dark rose shade.

  I move to the other one and suck hard enough that she moans and shivers. I love how responsive my lovely mate is to me every time I touch her. I move down kissing her abdomen until I get to her navel which I lave with my tongue until she squirms. I move down further and go to the side and down the inside of one of her legs licking, nipping and kissing until I finally place a tender kiss on her instep. I move to her other foot kissing that instep and working my way up the inside of her leg until my face is right in front of her pussy. I blow my hot breath on her as I lean in to smell her ripe musky scent. I almost cum from just her smell. I flick out my tongue and ride her seam getting just a hint of her unbelievable sweetness and I go for more.

  I slide my wet tongue along her seam again but this time I press hard enough to push through and her flavor washes all over my tongue. Oh goddess am I enjoying this. I’ve heard males complaining that their females expect this, but I love to eat pussy and never have I loved one more than hers. It’s like eating a sweet juicy peach and licking up every drop of that luscious fluid before it escapes. I lap like a cat, tasting and teasing her while she threads her fingers through my hair and pulls my face closer to her core. Her thighs squeeze my head like she’ll never let me go and I’m in heaven.

  I slide a finger in to finger fuck her juicy pussy while my tongue laps up her liquid and teases her little nubbin making her moan and wiggle. I added another finger and thrust in harder and deeper as she arched against me as I entered her. I was giving her a thorough finger fucking and tongue lashing combination and she was so close to cumming I could smell it. Hell I was close to cumming to but I controlled my body promising it soon, very soon. I bit down on her clit and she screamed my name as her tasty juices poured into my mouth and my tongue lapped them up.

  I gave her no time to recover from that orgasm as I flipped her over and pulled her up on all fours and I took her in the way most male wolves preferred. I slammed into her as one arm held her up under her stomach and the other moved to stimulate her clit. She moaned, whimpered and made a variety of appreciative noises as I pounded hard into her from behind. I moved harder and faster and my finger pressed her love button until she wailed loud and long and her pussy squeezed my cock so hard I think she’s trying to squeeze it off but instead she milked every drop of cum out of it. I howl, just like the fucking wolf that I am. Oh yeah, I’m a total beast but I’m not done with my female yet. I wait until we catch our breath and our heartbeats slow down a little before I start kissing her and working her up again.

  She’s so beautiful and her scent drives me nuts so I’m hard again in no time. I pull her on top of me and for a little while I just enjoy the feel of her against me and her sweet kisses. I squeeze her soft ass cheeks and I let her take the lead and see what she’s going to do. She straddles me and she raises up and sinks back down on my turgid length slowly. By the time I’m fully impaled in her, I’m almost crazy with need. I’m in awe of how she brings that out in me. I arch up against her wanting her to move. She giggles and starts rocking against me as I push up into her. Her hot wet channel fists me making me moan in pleasure as my need continues to build.

  I reach the point where I just have to drill into her fast and furious so I roll us and I take over. I jack hammer into her letting my desire rule me. Sweat beads on my forehead and the sounds of flesh smacking together echoes off the walls. She’s making sweet noises that spur me on to slam into her even deeper and harder. My breathing is harsh and my heart is beating like a drum but I need more and I’m just a step away from blowing like a volcano. I slide my hand to her clit and pinch. I feel her on the edge but I think she’s fighting it trying to pull every drop of enjoyment out of our lovemaking. She can’t hold out and she goes over the edge screaming like she’s dying and amid it all I hear my name and my heart warms. She’s mine and she knows it.

  “Maybe you’ll keep your mind off other wolves.” I whisper and then I start making love to her again and again until we both crash unable to continue. We are worn out and I realize I’m a jealous bastard but that’s just me and she will have to adjust.

  Chapter 11

  Final Reckoning

  I could feel a sense of expectation in the air. I knew something was coming for better or worse one of our opponents was about to make a move. No, I didn’t think I was a seer like some white wolves were, it was just a sense of an oncoming battle and everyone seemed to be feeling it. I walked slowly, I felt an ache, well a little more than an ache but I wouldn’t complain. Last night had been fabulous and once again Reese’s way of punishing me for what he considered bad behavior. It was almost tempting to act out just to get the punishment again but I didn’t want to hurt his feelings or his pride. I loved the big wolf and I’d accepted that sometimes that me
ant giving in to his alpha ways.

  He was in a marvelous mood this morning and everyone had noticed. His smile could catch the sun on fire and he was gorgeous when he smiled. I’d slept in, more tired than I could ever remember being but he’d gotten up and cooked breakfast. I think cheesy eggs were all he knew how to cook but I was starved and they tasted great. Everyone was excited with the sense that something was about to go down. No one seemed to feel worried and I think it was the extra measures Reese had taken made us all feel safer. Even Rachel seemed more relaxed than I had ever seen her. Stan sat next to her and Jam was nowhere to be seen. Maybe he was taking a turn guarding or checking to be sure everything was being done as directed.

  Reese sat next to me and ate his food. He would soon go and start the physical training of his witch squad. What a silly name, witch hunters or just hunters would be better but no one was going to deride his choice, least of all me. I wondered if the name would change once the witch was caught and they had to catch a rogue wolf or vampire. He fully intended to keep the squad intact for bounty hunting. As sad as it was, there were plenty of bounties out there to collect. Our world seemed overcome with rogues and criminals lately. It might just be that with the fall of the old council, we were just seeing things as they had always been.

  I noticed he’d finished eating and he was just looking at me. He pulled me to him gently and kissed me as if he wanted to take me back to our room. He looked around so I did too and I saw everyone but Rachel had cleared out.

  “My bowlegged bitch.” He whispered in my ear. His idea of an endearment perhaps? I pushed against his shoulder my face pink. I looked at my sister and her mouth was pulled into a shocked O. He got up and hurried off to catch up with his males.

  “What?” I asked her.

  “Did he just say what I thought he said?” She questioned.

  “That was his attempt at an endearment combined with a joke I think.”

  “What the hell part of that was an endearment?”

  “When he said my bitch.”

  “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

  “You weren’t raised with wolves. All females are bitches. It was like a claiming because he said my. Sort of like my woman would be to you.”

  “And the rest of it? I think everyone has noticed you’re walking funny this morning.”

  My pink face now heated up more and burned with embarrassment. I had thought I’d hid my soreness well. “He was a little upset about my admiration for Damon. He wanted to make sure my mind was on him today.”

  Rachel started laughing. “The big lug is jealous? He looks like a male stripper and he’s jealous? That’s fucking hilarious!”

  “Glad that I was able to amuse you.” I said dryly.

  “Oh, come on Sis. Don’t be that way. If you knew how long it’s been since I’ve had a real laugh you wouldn’t mind so much.”

  I knew Rachel had had it rough with that asshole rogue witch on her tail for so long. My annoyance faded and I had to admit that the situation was kind of funny. Damon was attractive but Reese, oh dear goddess the wolf was fucking hot! How a male like that could be jealous of anyone or anything was a bit funny. Maybe not fucking hilarious, but funny nevertheless. If it was someone else, but it wasn’t, I might get a smile out of it. If Rachel had noticed my odd walk, chances were every wolf present had too. I was mortified, but they wouldn’t know why so maybe I shouldn’t worry about it.

  Two days later, everything seemed to have calmed down and I had just gotten use to that sense of something coming. I was home alone which was unusual lately and I didn’t even see the guards in the yard. A knock at the door made me wonder who it was but with no one else around I had no choice but to answer the door. I wished I hadn’t. It was Denees, Gayla’s running buddy.

  “I don’t know what you did to Gayla, but it won’t work on me. You’re going to quietly walk out the door with me and go see an old friend who’s waiting for you.” She said.

  “Are you crazy? I’m going nowhere with you and I’m about to open a can of whoop ass all over you.”

  She stared at me intently before she spoke. “Gayla’s right about you changing but it won’t be enough. I didn’t come alone.” She gestures out the door with a wave and I see two more females standing there waiting for her orders.

  I laugh and sneer at her. “You didn’t bring enough bitches.” I let a little alpha power loose on her and she screeches like a cat with its paw caught in a door. Her two minions come running, that was their first mistake. I see them coming closer and know I need to take the head bitch out first to even the odds.

  I’ve got pure alpha strength running through me and I know that Reese will be on his way because he’s got to feel all the strength I’m pulling from him. I grab her chin and smash her head into the cabinet as hard as I can. The cabinet is ruined but she drops like a rock.

  “Are you sure you want to do this girls? Reese is on his way and he won’t be happy.” They exchange nervous looks but I can see they’re committed.

  “Delane won’t be happy either of we don’t bring you to him.” The large blonde replies.

  “You’re turning on your own pack?” I asked.

  “No, we’re from Delane’s pack and we’re going to share him when he becomes alpha.” The brunette answered.

  “His father won’t let him be alpha.” I explain slowly because they must be dimwitted.

  “He won’t be around to have any say in it.” The blonde smirked.

  I realized what they were saying. Delane was taking his father out. I knew he was crazy but now he’d become a complete psychopath. He also must realize that Reese would come after me no matter where he took me. I knew without the slightest doubt that Reese would never let me go. Even death wouldn’t separate us he’d follow me and wrench me out of the hands of the goddess to drag me back to his side. I looked at these two she wolves, big but not too bright.

  The blonde was the biggest, six feet tall at least and athletic, she was big but not fat. She looked like a female body builder. She was confident in her ability to take little ole me without a problem. Her friend was tall too, maybe a few inches shorter and big framed. She looked like a weight lifter with bulging muscles all over her body. She didn’t have the hard look the other female did and I was sure she had reluctantly been roped into this with some misguided sense of loyalty either to Delane or her blonde friend. They weren’t Denees’ friends because other than a cursory glance in her direction, they hadn’t even checked to be sure she was breathing which she was.

  “Come on, Bitch. Let’s go before we have to hurt you.” The blonde said. The brunette cringed seemingly at the thought of inflicting pain.

  “Nancy, we shouldn’t hurt someone.” The brunette whispered uncertainly.

  “Dammit Ann. No fucking names and no second thoughts!” Nancy snapped at her friend.

  “We need to get out of here before that damn overseer comes back.” She insisted.

  “I think it’s a little late for that.” A familiar and very amused voice said.

  “Oh shit.” Ann whispered.

  “Oh yeah.” I exclaimed pumping my fist. “Reese, Delane is waiting on them to bring me to him. Denees here was helping him.” I said as I kicked Denees softly. She really deserved more pain for what she’d intended to do to me.

  Reese growled low and dangerous as Denees started to wake up. He looked like he could rip her throat out but I was sure he would just banish her. Denees was just a selfish bitch overcome with her sense of importance and unable to care about anyone else. When she had been second to Gayla, her sister had kept her under control. Denees would be gone and I didn’t think anyone else would consider challenging me. This had ended much better than I had expected. I wasn’t sure why Reese had been able to get here so quick, but I was grateful

  “Maybe we should get Delane now?” I suggested. Getting that hateful nutty wolf out of my life would make things so much better. The rogue witch, Abs as Reese called him, was more than enou
gh trouble for anyone to deal with. We didn’t need a crazy wolf slinking around at the edges of our land sending in his cohorts and turning our she wolves into traitors. I was sure turning that bitch Denees hadn’t been hard, but if not for him she might have never taken things this far.

  Denees lay on the floor shaking with fear over what Reese might do and crying like a baby. She wasn’t so tough now and even though I knew what she was, I felt sympathy for what she would now be going through. I was and had always been softhearted. I wished I could just hate her, but I couldn’t. I wanted her gone, but I wanted her somewhere she wouldn’t mind going where she could build some kind of life and be a better person.

  It was time to finish this and deal with Delane for good. “We need to set him up or he’ll get away” I offered.

  Reese narrowed his eyes. The male was too smart for his own good. “What exactly do you have in mind?” He asked suspiciously. Yeah, he wasn’t going to like this.

  “Those two.” I said pointing to the two guilty she wolves, “Need to act like they’re bringing me to him. Otherwise he’ll cut and run which means he’ll still be out there and a danger to us.”

  “No.” Reese denied immediately. “I’ll not allow you to be in danger like that.”

  I grinned. “If he gives me any trouble I’ll just turn him into a frog.” I couldn’t of course, but I thought the threat was funny.”

  “S-she’s a witch?” Nancy asked. “That bastard didn’t warn us. A fucking witch!”

  “Hey, watch it. I might take offense to that.” I expressed.

  “S-sorry.” She said and I could see she was frightened half to death. No wolf wanted to be a frog for the rest of their days. It was a story that had made the rounds recently about some witch who’d accidently turned a wolf she was working with into a frog and didn’t know how to turn him back. I was sure it was just an urban legend because being turned into something like that would haunt a wolf worse than the threat of death.