6 comments/ 53252 views/ 28 favorites Lupine Mountain Ch. 01 By: wiccanluvr1988 *Note: I am new to this, so any comments or suggestions would be very much appreciated. And please excuse any errors or bad writing lol thanks The water ran down her body in rivulets. Emerald eyes follows its path over her creamy breasts, watching as it trailed down her flat stomach to briefly catch on her patch of silky black curls before it sluiced over her toned thighs. Darla let out a sigh as the water gushing from the waterfall overhead drenches her. *It feels so good to be clean*, she thought. She pushed her waist-length hair over her shoulder as she runs her soapy hand over her body. *Lucky I found the bar of soap in my backpack*, she reflected. Darla's skin is left glowing and pink after layers of dirt were washed away. As she steps out of the water, the emerald eyes follow her every move, taking in the grace of her movements. Darla lays down on a slab of rock thinking back on the last few weeks. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ She had decided to take a mini-vacation. She felt she deserved it. Darla graduated third in her class, she was officially licensed to be a vet and a wildlife rehabilitator, and her boyfriend of 2 years had just dumped her for a freshman. She was 24 years old, single, and she wanted to have some fun before settling down. Darla had come out to Idaho to get away from everything and everybody. She picked an uninhibited mountain, called Lupine Mountain. Darla had bought a cabin up in the mountain. She had all the food and supplies she needed until next year. She had a generator out back in the shed; she had a snowmobile, a shovel, and lots of wood. Darla had her heavy coats and underwear, and was ready to meet the winter head on, even if it was still July. On her third day of solitude, Darla went for a hike. She wanted to get the lay of the land, so-to-speak. She was climbing a tree to get a birds-eye view when she heard a yip. Darla, being the kind-hearted person she is, hurriedly got out of the tree and tried to find the source of the yip. She walked for what seemed like hours before she got to the source. It was a wolf pup, who was caught in a hunters trap. Luckily, the trap was old so it did not break the skin or the bone. Darla tried to approach the babe, but as soon as she got within 10 feet of it, a larger wolf jumped in between her and the pup. *This must be this baby's mother*. "How do you do? I just want to help. Can you understand that? I cannot stand to see anything in pain. I can help. Please, let me help," Darla crooned to the wolf. She slowly goes down onto her knees and crawls closer to the pair. The mother looks at her with distrust and suspicion in her eyes. Darla was within reaching distance by now, and the mother wolf backed down and gave her just enough room to pry open the jaws of the trap. As soon as it was free, the mother and pup ran away, howling. Darla sat on the ground, dismantled the trap, and put it in her backpack, so nothing else would get hurt. Suddenly she looks up and sees the mother wolf standing 10 feet from her. The wolf walks up to her and licks her cheek and bowing her head slightly, before she runs off again. Darla sat on the ground, stunned. She could not figure out the wolf's behavior. It was unheard of for a wild wolf to get that close to humans of their own volition. Unless, of course, there have been other people around here, feeding and interacting with them. *Hmmm....a puzzles for another time. It is getting dark soon and I need to get back*, she says to herself. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ That was two weeks ago. Darla starts to think about her dream-lover. She thinks of the feel of his imaginary hands sliding over her body. Massaging her neck and shoulders, traveling down to grasp her breasts. His hands then run over her stomach to tease the curls between her thighs. Her hands follow the path his would have taken. They slip around her breasts to tease the nipples with playful pinches and twists. Before moving down to massage her stomach and thighs. Teasing touches do not touch the place that begged for attention. Unknown to her, Darla had a voyeur. The emerald eyes from before were still watching her, but now with animalistic desire in them. Her fingers part her glistening folds, and tease the newly exposed flesh. She rubs the nub of flesh that fuels her desire. As she slides two of her fingers into her pussy, she hears a noise and opens her eyes. She freezes as she sees the reason for the noise. Standing over her was a beast. It was a huge wolf with silver-tipped fur and emerald eyes. His (there was no doubt about it being male from her vantage point) teeth were glistening red from a recent kill. Darla is frozen in terror, her fingers still embedded in her pussy. The wolf leans down, his tongue hanging out, to look into her eyes. Darla could swear she saw desire and tenderness in them, strangely enough. As soon as she thinks, she is safe from being ripped to shreds, the wolf leans down even further, to her breasts. He laps at the hardened tips, making them turn even harder. His tongue follows a rivulet of water down her body until he comes to her steaming sex. He leans closer and sniffs at her, inhaling her aroused scent. He seemed to be savoring it as a woman does chocolate. Without warning, his tongue shoots out and licks her from her ass to her clit. Darla shuddered at the feeling. "This is wrong, so wrong.....but Gods it feels so good," she murmurs. The wolf's long tongue laps up all her juices, before rubbing on her clit, like a man would. His tongue licks up more of her nectar before going right to its source. His tongue dived into her pussy. "Oh My GOD!!!..." Darla screams. Never before has she felt anything like this. His tongue is so much longer than her ex's. It reached so much further into her, rubbing against her g-spot with every lick. The wolf started to work his tongue into her as he would a cock, like he wanted to do with his cock. *Gods, I cant wait to fuck this sweet pussy*, he thought to himself. Just then Darla came, screaming, with molten liquid pouring out of her pussy. It was so intense she passed out cold. The wolf removes his muzzle, lapping at her still gushing juices, before licking his chops and taking a step back. With a yip and the sound of breaking bones, the wolf is no more. In his place, stands a man over six feet. His hair was long and silvery. His eyes were an intense emerald green and his body heavily muscled. He leans over the unconscious woman, trying to nudge her awake. He wanted his own pleasure now. He was still rock hard. Darla slowly opens her sky blue eyes to clash with the hungry gaze of her wolf, only he was not a wolf anymore. He was a man...a very handsome man in a rugged way. Her eyes involuntarily traveled over his body. He was barrel-chested with thick muscles. He eyes ran over his six-pack abs, over his hips, to his 9-inch cock. Her eyes stopped there in amazement. The head was large and purple and already dripping with pre-cum. He growled low in his throat; for the way she was looking at him made him want to ravish her. Startled, Darla jumps back and hits her head on the rock shelving, passing out cold again. The man looks down at her in annoyance. "Dammit, now I won't get my turn," he huffs. "Now what am I to do with you, my beauty?" he asks the unconscious woman. He seems to come to a decision. He lifts her gently into his arms and whispers to her, "You are mine now. I will never let you go. I will have my turn soon enough," He flashes a wicked smile before he disappears with the naked human in his arms. Lupine Mountain Ch. 02 Note: Thanks to remittancegirl for editing this story * She was warm and hungry. She could hear two men arguing close by. Darla slowly opened her eyes and looked around. She realized that she was wrapped in a thick fur blanket. *Well that accounts for why I am warm. Where am I? * she wondered. Darla slowly scanned the room with her wide blue eyes. The room is more like cave, with stone walls and an opening. A built-in fireplace contained a roaring fire. She was in the corner of this large cave. To her right was a door and straight ahead was the opening of the cave. It was covered with a bearskin. That was where the voices were coming from. Darla could feel the fur rubbing against her breasts and belly. It felt so erotic that she rubbed her mound into it before she realized that she was naked beneath it. It didn't bother her much. All she cared about was the feel of the fur rubbing her most intimate spots. Her hand started to massage her breast while she undulated on the fur. It was becoming coated with her love juices. Needing something more substantial than the rubbing, she brought her unoccupied hand down to her dripping pussy. Darla sifted through the short curls over her mound, scratching lightly with her nails. Her fingertips ran over her weeping opening, before a finger plunged in. Darla's pussy muscles gripped her finger tight. She started to thrust her finger rapidly into her pussy. Darla could feel her orgasm coming on; her body began to tremble. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. Suddenly, the bearskin was pushed aside and a group of six women walked in, carrying food and other bundles. The women were practically naked, except for a bikini-like top and a loincloth, both made of fur. Darla tugged the covering up to her neck and her face turned bright red with embarrassment, as she pulled her hand away from her between her legs. Her hand was shiny with her juices. The women did not speak. They placed the bundles and food on the floor by the fireplace. They moved towards Darla with purpose, their eyes determined. Darla pulled the blankets tighter around her naked body. "Who are you? Where am I? Wait, what are you doing? No, don't!" she exclaimed as one woman grabbed the blanket from her and pulled it away. The other five women pinned her down to the bed of furs. Just as Darla was on the verge of panicking and screaming for help, one woman with green eyes and mahogany red hair, spoke. "We are here to prepare you. Please cooperate. It will be so much easier for you if you do," she said. She snatched Darla's hand (the one that was rubbing her pussy) and licked the juices off. She closed her eyes and seemed to savor the taste. "She is a virgin," she whispered to the others. They all nodded, with awed looks on their faces. "Prepare me for what?" Darla asked in a scared voice. Another woman, a blue-eyed blonde, spoke up, "You are to be bathed and fed. We are here to help you. All questions will be answered afterwards." By now, Darla's stomach was growling. The food smelled delicious, while she smelled rank. She decided to cooperate to get what she wanted. "Can I eat before I bathe?" Darla asked. The women nodded and a tall brunette brought the food over to her. It was a venison stew, with potatoes, carrots, and peas. Darla ate greedily, trying to remember when she had last eaten. She sighed and put the bowl down when there was nothing left in it. "Are you ready to be bathed now?" a different redhead asked. Darla nodded and was helped to her feet by the women. They led her to a door to her right. A raven-haired woman rushed back to the bundles and separated one from the others. She grabbed it and hurried to the door. The blonde-haired woman opened the door and gestured for Darla to go ahead of her. Darla took one step into the room and stopped. It was a hot spring chamber. There were candles everywhere casting a romantic glow. There were at least four different pools. Each had a bench placed by the shallow end. There seemed to be shelves in the pools. *Different levels for different things,* Darla thought, as her mind conjured a picture of a couple making love on one of the shelves. Her body responded to the image and heated up. Darla was embarrassed by her reaction and hoped no one saw it. The women tugged her towards one pool and Darla gratefully sank into the hot water. She closed her eyes as the heat relaxed her sore muscles. The blonde poured lavender oil into the pool. The scent wafted up and Darla inhaled the calming scent. It settled the chaos in her mind. "What are you names? I can't keep calling you by your hair color," Darla asked. "I am Aideen," the woman with the mahogany red hair. Darla opened her eyes and looks at Aideen. Her hair was long, cascading down to her firm buttocks and hiding her plum sized breasts. She seemed shorter compared to the others, but she was still tall compared to Darla's 5'1" frame. Darla then realized that three of the women were naked and in the pool with her. She could not seem to summon the energy to protest. "My name is Fiona," said a tall woman with hair so blonde it was almost white. Fiona's hair was cut close to her skull and spiky; it hid nothing from Darla's eyes. Her breasts were like peaches, firm and small. Her stomach was sculpted and Darla could not help feeling a twinge of envy at the sight of her abdominal muscles. The triangle of hair between Fiona's muscled thighs was only a shade or two darker than the hair on her head. Darla looked at Fiona and Aideen intently. They had started to move closer to her with rags and soap in their hands. "I am called Rose," another redhead said. Her hair was the color of a blood-red rose. It curled around her apple-sized, rosebud-tipped breasts. She was also tall and sculpted. Rose was the personification of a rose. Even her eyes were the color of a rose's stem. "And I am just as prickly," Rose said, reading Darla's mind. Darla looked at the other women, who were dressed and sitting on the bench. "The older woman is called Ciara. She is a healer," Rose said as Glenna waved and smiled. "The brunette is Alanna. She is shy," Aideen said. Alanna smiled sweetly and ducked her head. "And the black-haired lady is called Branna," Fiona finished, and Ciara smirked and nodded. Fiona ran the soapy rag over Darla's graceful neck and shoulders. Meanwhile, Aideen started to wash her feet and legs . Rose was washing her stomach and breasts. Long, slow strokes that ignited Darla's body. The effects of the almost-orgasm were still in her veins. The stroking of her body got her blood pumping and her body was ready for the delayed orgasm. The way they washed Darla was almost reverent, as if she were a goddess. Ciara, Alanna, and Branna sat on the stone bench and watched. Rose stroked Darla's breasts in circles; wide at the base, but they were getting smaller and smaller until she reached Darla's nipples. Rose didn't touch the nipples, which just made Darla want it more. Her breasts swelled and her nipples hardened. Rose moved on the Darla's stomach. Slow circles that gently massaged and wiped away dirt and sweat. The gentle strokes only further aroused Darla. Aideen slowly stroked the cloth up Darla's legs. She rubbed in long caresses, cleaning the skin and leaving it pink and glowing. Aideen caressed the outside of Darla's thighs and slowly moved around to the insides. The strokes soon were at Darla's pussy. Her body arched, wanting the stroking to continue onto her pussy and relieve the ache that had grown. Fiona started to wash Darla's hair, gently massaging the soap into it, and then rinsing the suds out. She added oil and massaged Darla's scalp, rubbing it in and the tension out. When she rinsed the conditioner out, Fiona pulled Darla's hair back into a bun and secured it on the top of her head, so she could enjoy the water and let her hair dry at the same time. Then, Fiona kissed Darla's shoulders and neck, sucking on the skin, drawing a moan from Darla. Aideen started to caress Darla's pussy, while Rose played with her nipples . Darla arched her body; she was close to orgasm now. Rose rubbed her hard nipples before taking them between her fingers and tugging a bit. She twisted them and pulled them away from Darla's body. Darla moaned and asked for more. "Please, harder. Oh, gods, YES! Like that, just like that. God, don't stop!" Rose raised the breast in her hand and bent her head. She sucked Darla's nipple into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue. Fiona was sucking on a spot on Darla's neck; it was one of her hot spots. Her neck arched, offering Fiona all that she could reach. Aideen rubbed her clit and opening. Darla's love juice was dripping from her pussy and onto her thighs. She was on the verge of an orgasm. Aideen slid a finger into her pussy and played with her anus. Darla arched her hips into Aideen's hand as Rose sucked on her nipples. Fiona moved to Darla's other breast and started to suck on that nipple. She and Rose established a rhythm of sucking and biting. Aideen picked up the rhythm too. She started to thrust her finger into Darla's pussy in time with the sucking and biting Rose and Fiona were doing to her breasts. Aideen slowly slid another finger into Darla's tight pussy as she started to slide an additional finger into her anus. Aideen started a faster rhythm. She thrust her fingers in and out of Darla's pussy and ass simultaneously. She hit Darla's g-spot with each thrust. "I can't resist the smell of her pussy," Aideen said to the others. She leaned down until her mouth was level with Darla's opening. Aideen stuck her tongue out and lapped at Darla's cream. "Gods, she tastes so sweet." She buried her head between Darla's thighs and shoved her tongue deep into Darla's cunt. Aideen replaced her tongue with her fingers and started to suck on Darla's clit. On Aideen's deepest thrust Rose and Fiona bit down of Darla's nipples. Darla arched her whole body and came with a flood of cream and a scream. She nearly passed out from the pleasure. As Darla came down from her orgasmic high, she realized the women had placed her on a shelf that was barely in the water. Ciara was rubbing lavender oil into her skin. All six women helped her out of the pool and Fiona took down her hair. Branna brushed it until it shined. Then, Ciara, Branna, and Alanna took their clothing off. Darla was surrounded by six naked women. *What the hell is going on? And what just happened?* Darla wondered. The women all stared intently at Darla. They seemed to be assessing her. Simultaneously, they all nodded satisfied. "You have been prepared. It is time," Aideen said, solemnly. All six women screamed in pain. Their jaws grew long and wide to accommodate their new sharp teeth. Once graceful and soft hands turned into cutting claws. Their delicate ears grew long and pointy. Fur sprouted out of their skin. The women fell to the floor, writhing in pain. Their muscles and bones seemed to expand and contract, adjusting to their new shapes. Their tailbones extended into tails and more fur pushed up from the new skin. Darla looked at the six wolves. All had the same color hair and eyes as the six women. "What is going on? What have I been prepared for? Time for what?" Darla asked, confused. The wolf with black fur and silver eyes like Branna's replied, "It is time for your initiation. It is time for your marriage." Lupine Mountain Ch. 03 Darla had always believed in werewolves, vampires, and ghosts. She just never thought she would meet one, let alone a whole colony of them. She looked at the six women/wolves standing in front of her. "Well, I understand the initiation part, but who am I supposed to marry and why?" She asked calmly. The wolves looked at each other in confusion. "No one has ever accepted us that easily. Most faint or think that they are insane. Why do you accept what has never been proven?" Branna, in wolf form asked. "I had an accident when I as a child. I had gotten my leg stuck in the middle of winter up here. A wolf came up to me; at first I was terrified that it would eat me. But it didn't. It just sat with me. He was beautiful; black fur with silver tips and eyes as green as the trees. He got up at one point and licked my face, as if to tell me that he was going to get help. He left and I was scared, but soon a man came and found me. He had silver hair and green eyes and I wasn't scared of him. He didn't talk, just helped me out and took me home. He left and I have never seen him again, until yesterday. He showed up again as a wolf when I was bathing. I have always believed in werewolves since then. The resemblance between the wolf and the man was so much alike," Darla answered. The six wolves looked at each other and seemed to know who Darla was talking about. Branna transformed back into human form and said that she would explain. "I will show you around and explain some things to you. Would you like that?" she asked. Darla agreed and they walked out of the bathing chamber, leaving the other wolves standing there, talking amongst themselves. Darla and Branna walk out of the caves. Branna talks and Darla listens attentively, trying to learn and understand this new race. "There is a prophecy of a new werewolf that will change the lines. He will come and change us all. He will make us stronger and faster. Our lifespan will be longer and we shall be harder to kill. We will be able to shift at will and even change into other animals and shapes, even mist. Our changes will no longer be dictated by the phases of the moon. Silver will no longer be our enemy, but will become a close friend. It is said that he will be of old bloodlines and of the best houses. He will be a hereditary werewolf, not a bitten one. It is rumoured that during his first change the moon will turn dark purple and become full, even if it not supposed to be. His eyes will change purple, instead of retaining their human color. His mate's eyes will also turn purple once the mating ceremony has been completed. The legend is that he is a direct descendent of Lycaeon. Lycaeon was the King of Arcadia. He sacrificed one of his children to Zeus, who was appalled and disgusted by this so much that he cursed Lycaeon. The gods decided to turn him into a wolf to punish him. We have since evolved into a more.....sophisticated kind of animal. For example, look to your right," Aideen said. Darla obediently looked to her right and gasped at what she saw. There was a ten foot stone enclosure with fifteen shackles attached to it. In the middle of the room was a large lab table cluttered with papers and lab equipment. In the shackles were men. All of them were naked and drugged. Above their heads there was a plague with a number on it. They were numbered one through fifteen. They looked to be in good physical condition, other than being drugged; all looked to be between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five. Walking around the room and at the table were more men. These were dressed and were wearing lab coats. As Darla watched one scientist walked up to prisoner number seven. The scientist took out a syringe and inserted it into number seven's arm and drew blood. He then labeled it, walked back to the table and placed the blood into a rack that contained test tubes filled with more blood. He took the rack and placed it into the small refrigerator under the table. The scientist walked back to the same prisoner and snapped on a pair of gloves. He pulled another syringe out of his pocket, but this one was full of a clear liquid. He found another vein in the prisoner's arm and gently pushed the needle under the skin and pressed on the lever to inject the liquid into the prisoner's bloodstream. He pulled a cup out of his pocket, labeled it, opened it, and placed in on the floor between the prisoner's feet. At this point Darla was very confused. *What are they doing to these poor men?* she wondered. Then, the scientist did something that surprised Darla. He wrapped his hand around the prisoner's cock, which was slowly growing larger. *That drug must be a sexual stimulant* she thought. The scientist squeezed and massaged the cock in his hand and Darla could not look away. It filled out to a full eight inches, with a dark purple head and blue veins running down the shaft. The scientist takes a tube out of his lab coat and pours an oily liquid into his palm. The scientist then started to stroke the cock, using slow but steady movements; the oily liquid acting like lubricant. The prisoner's face started to turn red and his breath became fast and short. He started to move his hips, pushing his cock into the scientist's hand. The scientist moves his hand faster and starts to squeeze the cock. Darla looked at the scientists face and was taken aback. He looked totally uninvolved. He was emotionless and seemed to be going through the motions, like he had done this a thousand time before. "How can he be so stone cold? I could never do that with a cock that beautiful. I would be on my knees and have my mouth wrapped around that cock in a heartbeat," she whispered to Aideen. "He has done this a thousand times before. They are testing the blood and semen of every member of the old houses. They are currently testing the Agrona House. They constantly test each member of every house when they come of age. They are looking for the One. Shh...Here comes the best part. Pardon my pun," Aideen whispered back with a laugh in her voice. Darla looked back to the scene in front of her. The scientist had started a fast rhythm while increasing the pressure on the prisoner's cock. It grew at least another inch and become very hard. The scientist reaches down and grabbed the cup he had left on the floor, without breaking his pace. The prisoner's face twisted up and his hips jumped forward as he came. The scientist had aimed the cup and the cock up, so that when the prisoner came all of it went into the cup. Thick, white cum flew from the prisoner's cock into the cup. Not a drop was spilled and wasted, the scientist made sure of it. He pumped the cock to get the last drop out and then twisted to lid back onto the cup. He took his gloves off and threw them into a nearby trash bin. He brought the cup back to the table, leaving the prisoner alone and panting. He put the cup into a bin and placed the bin into the refrigerator. He then moved on to the next prisoner and repeated the process. "Let's move on, shall we?" Aideen said. "There is more I would like to show you. So far you have seen the bathing chambers, the sleeping chambers, and the lab. Next is the town center and market place. Ready to go?" "What else do you people claim around here?" Darla inquired. "We claim the lake and the woods. The woods are our home and running ground. The lake is our birth place. We claim the mountains and all the caves in it. We live in the caves and the valley. We patrol our land to keep others out and keep ourselves safe from exposure. The humans try to kill us because they don't understand us. We try to interact with them and some of us have been able to live among them without detection. The Weres here prefer the open land where we can run free whenever we wish. We trade with the humans for things we cannot produce on our own, like materials for soaps, clothing, etc. We produce our own grain and produce to trade with. We hunt our game in wolf or human form, most prefer the wolf form. We make our own clothing, soap, cookware, furniture, etc. We heat the caves from the hot springs in the mountain side. Everyone here has a trade, and we send the young ones out to a school founded by a Were. It is private and selective; Weres only. We are self-sufficient," Aideen explained to Darla. They walked out of the caves and looked down a slope. Darla looked down into the valley and gasped. "Is this the market place?" she asked. "Yes and no. Part of it is the market place, part of it is the conclave and a prison of sorts and the rest is the town, complete with shops," Aideen said. "Would you like to walk around the town and see the shops? Then I can take you to the conclave to sit in on a complaint session," Aideen asked. "I would love that. It looks just like a scene out of an old western. Wooden signs and stores, with a wooden boardwalk and stalls on the side. There is even a dirt road," Darla exclaimed. Aideen nodded and gestured for Darla to lead. As they walk down the boardwalk, other pack members come up to them and start to chat. A few walked right up to Darla and started to sniff her hair and neck. Aideen had already explained that this was normal procedure for anyone new to the Pack. Werewolves identify someone by scent, not sight or touch. Aideen took Darla into a few shops and picked out some clothing for her. Darla stripped and was measured for her new clothes. The women in the store stared at her body, as if they have never seen one like hers. *Well, I guess they haven't. Everyone here seems to be tall and slim.* Darla thought to herself. After she had been measured and had the promise that the clothes will be delivered to her new chambers, Darla and Aideen started out again. "We should head over to the conclave now. The complaint session will be over soon and you don't want to stick around for the trials. They are not pretty," Aideen told Darla. "Do I want to know why? Or should I just play dumb?" Darla asked. "Playing dumb is the best thing to do. It is what we all do," Aideen replied. "Is the Alpha really that cruel and unfeeling? He sounds as if it is not a fair trial and the punishments are severe. It also sound like all of you are scared of him so much that you don't even speak against him or his decisions," Darla said. "Not at all. None of us are scared of him, we just respect him. He is not cruel and unfair. The trials are fair and they have juries. The punishments are severe if they threaten our exposure and survival. We agree with his decisions, even if it a loved one that has wronged. Our survival is more important than one Were," Aideen explained. "Why don't we go in and I will decide for myself?" Darla suggested. "Ok, just be very quiet and do not interrupt, understand?"Aideen said. Darla promised and they walked inside the conclave. They found a place to sit and started to watch. To Darla, this room and its purpose was arcane. The room was huge with rows of seats set up like a movie theatre and where the screen would be a dais was set up. A man sat on a large chair, like a thrown, next to him was another throne type chair. Darla couldn't really see him; there were too many people in the way. On either side of the thrown chairs were three smaller chairs. In the six chairs sat other members of the Pack, male and female. On a lower dais there were more chairs with other pack members. "Who are all those people and why are they up there?" Darla asked. "The Alpha is the one in the throne chair. The one next to him is for his mate. When you complete the mating ritual you will sit in that chair and take part of the conclave. The six Pack members are his advisors. The ones immediately next to him and you are the betas. If the Alpha dies then the beta takes over, in most cases at least. If there is competition within the Pack for the Alpha position, then a challenge takes place. Each Pack member that wants to be Alpha competes in a series of challenges. They are designed to test strength, honour, agility, quick thinking, rational thinking, ability to lead the Pack, and problem solving. Next to the betas are the Deltas, who escort newbies to the alphas and stops fights within the pack. And next to the deltas are the Gammas; they greet newbies and protects the pack. In time of war they only protect the alphas, betas, deltas, and themselves. On the lower dais are the advisors. The chair that sits in front of the alphas is the elder. He is the most respected member of the pack, aside from the Alpha. Everyone goes to him for advice. He is the oldest member of the Pack," Aideen replied. The conclave continued for another hour. There was one complaint left to go. Two men walked forward and spoke at the same time. The alpha raised his hand and said, "One at a time. Kevin, you may speak first." "I claimed Annabelle as my consort. She has been living in my chambers and serving me for the past six months. I have had no complaints from her. She has everything she needs and wants. I don't beat her or keep her from her friends," Kevin said. "And what is the problem?" the alpha asked. "He," Kevin points towards the man standing next to him, "claimed her last week. He took her from me, leaving me with an unkempt chamber, no cooked meals, no comfort, and no woman. I told him that I had already claimed her, but he refuses to let me see her or give her back." "What do you say to this charge, Alistair?" the Alpha asked. "I say that he didn't complete the claim. There was no blood exchange. She came with me of her own freewill. I didn't force her. I give her everything she wants and more. I am a better hunter than he is and can provide more food and comfort for her than he can. I am a richer man." Alistair replied. "Am I correct in assuming that you two wish me to place her with one of you? And make sure that no one else will claim her?" the Alpha asked. "YES!" they both yelled. Darla had been listening to this and become outraged. She stood up and said, "This is arcane. Why should you choose who this woman will be with? How can you decide who she should stay with, especially without hearing her opinion?" "Why do you say so? Do you wish us to bring her out?" the Alpha asked. "Yes I do. She should decide her own fate, not be told who to live with. If she isn't happy then her lover won't be happy either. If they both aren't happy, production and the safety of the Pack is in jeopardy. If she chooses neither, then that is her decision. She might be fed up with both of these men fighting over her," Darla passionately said. "Very well, bring out Annabelle. Let's hear what she has to say," the Alpha commanded. A woman walked through the crowd. She was tall and her chestnut hair came down to her knees. She was beautiful in a classic way. *This must be Annabelle. I want to lay her down on a bed and kiss every inch of her smooth skin,* Darla thought to herself with surprise for she had never thought of women that way before, of course this morning's...escapade could be the reason for her eye being opened wide. "Annabelle, what do you have to say about this problem? Do you want to stay with Kevin or Alistair? You can stay with both or neither if that is your wish, but you must choose now," the Alpha said. Annabelle looked at both the men standing there and seemed to be thinking. "Both of them. The more men I have the safer and more satisfied I will be. Alistair is a good hunter and Kevin is a good fighter. I will never be worried about food and protection with both of them," she said. "Very well, Kevin and Alistair, you will both share Annabelle and her lodgings. You will treat each other with respect and her with love. Now, both of you go and move your things into her cave," the Alpha commands. The men nodded and each grabbed one of Annabelle's arms and walked her out of the building. "That is all for today? Good. There is no trial today, so everyone can go back to work or play and save any new issues until tomorrow. I will be busy with our new guest," the Alpha said. He stood up and walked down the aisle. When he reached the row that Darla was sitting in he stopped and looked at her. "Come with me, Darla. I will finish your tour today and explain everything," he said as he held out his hand. His hands were large and well formed. There was scarring on the back of his hands, little scraps, like his hand hit an acidic spider web. Darla looked at him and nearly had an orgasm on the spot. He was perfection. Unlike the other men around here, he wasn't slim. He was muscular with the perfect upside down triangle figure. His hair was long and silvery. His eyes were an intense emerald green and his body heavily muscled. Her eyes involuntarily traveled over his body. He was barrel-chested with thick muscles. He eyes ran over his six-pack abs, over his hips, to his cock, which was straining the seams of his pants. *I know this man. I have seen him before,* she thought to herself. As he looks into her eyes, she realizes where she has seen him before. "You! You saved me all those years ago. I would have frozen without your help. Wait a minute. You are the one that brought me here. You invaded my privacy, spied on me and...and...," she sputtered. "Yes, I brought you here. You belong to me and no one else. I will not let you go, ever again. I have waited centuries for the right mate. I had to wait years for you to grow up. Then you left the mountains and I couldn't find you. I will not let go of you now," the Alpha, her wolf from the waterfall, the wolf who kept her warm that night, and the man who brought her home, said. Darla couldn't believe this. To be told that she had to marry the Alpha and be converted into a wolf was hard to accept. She had never met the Alpha. But now she knew that she had. It was just...amazing and right. Lupine Mountain Ch. 04 Darla could hardly believe how easily she accepted the fact that werewolves existed, let alone how well she was adjusting to the fact that she was to become one of them. She learned many things in the last two hours about the pack and the leader of the pack himself. The Alpha's name was Conall and she felt so connected to him that it felt like she had known him forever and more. *Gods, that is a typical cliché. I can't believe that I feel this way. It is amazing and terrifying all at the same time.* Darla thought to herself. Just looking into his eyes made her so wet she was worried about dripping onto the ground. She kept imagining all the things she wanted to do to him and the things she wanted him to do to her. She was kneeling at his feet and sucking on his cock. His hips moved, pumping his hardness into her mouth as she took all of him. She savored the feeling of her mouth and throat being penetrated. Her lips stretched around his shaft and her teeth lightly scraped him. Darla ran her nails up his muscular thighs until she reached his sack. She gently cupped them and lightly massaged them. She could feel him getting harder and longer. She wasn't able to get all of him into her mouth anymore. So she wrapped her other hand around the base of his cock and pumped up and down in rhythm with her head. She sucked harder and pumped faster as she felt him get close to cumming. He moved his hips faster and faster getting so close. As he tensed up, Darla squeezed his cock and his scrotum while sucking harder. She wanted to feel him cum deep in her throat. She wanted to taste him. "The connection you feel is the reason that you will be turned, if you so chose too," Conall said, shaking her out of her thoughts and fantasies. "Every lycan in this world has a mate. There is only one for every lycan. We cannot have children with anyone else, only our mate. From birth the connection is made; it is there as they grow and become adults. If one is born centuries before the other, he knows, because he doesn't feel the bond and will wait for her, as I have with you. As soon as his mate is born he knows it. The connection is immediately established and they will always have each other in their minds," he informed her as he pulled her tight up against his body. "And if you don't get those images out of your mind I am going to rip your clothes off and take you right here. I can smell your arousal and I can see the images in your mind and feel how they affect you," he growled into her ear. Darla jumped and couldn't help the gush of wetness that surged from her center. The idea that he would take her here, in front of the whole pack just made her squirm with desire. His nostrils flared and his eyes shifted colors, turning a little purple and widening. Conall grabbed her arm and pulled her quickly up the steps to the caves. "I am going to lay you on my furs and strip you. I am going to taste every inch of you. I want to know your body inside and out. Then I am going to fuck you. Just think of it.....my hands running up and down your thighs getting closer and closer to your center, but never quite touching you where you need it most. My nails scratching your back and legs, working up to your inner thighs and the outer lips of your pussy, before traveling up your stomach to your breasts. I will circle your breasts with my nails, the circles getting smaller and smaller until I reach your nipples. Then because I won't be able to resist I will lightly pinch your nipples. I want to hear your pleasure and see it. Can you see what is in my mind now Darla?" he asked her. She nodded and spoke with a shaky voice, "I will let you do these things to me as long as I get to do something to you." "And what do you want to do to me little one?" he asked a little breathless. "I want to explore your body. I want to run my tongue over your stomach and thighs. I want to discover every spot that makes you shudder with my hands, my tongue... my body. But what I really want to do is taste you. I want you to cum deep inside my throat. I want to feel your hot cum gushing into my mouth and dripping down my throat. I want to hear you moan and see the exquisite pain of pleasure on your face. Can you see those images in my mind now?" she asked tremulously. "Yes, yes I can. Come with me little one. We are going to bed," he said with force. Conall picked her up in his arms and started to carry her into his chambers. Aideen steped in front of him before he could make it to the bedchamber. He growled at her menacingly, warning her to get out of the way or he will rip her throat out, friend or not. "Conall, you cannot take her to bed yet. You are not mated to her and she is a virgin and not yet one of us. If you take her now you will kill her. She is your mate; you will lose control and shift and then not care about how much you hurt her. You must wait. You know it is the truth. Now stop growling at me and act like the calm Alpha that you are," she said. Conall felt anything but the calm Alpha he was supposed to be, but he realized that what Aideen said was truth. He slowly calmed down and slowly lowered Darla down. He couldn't stop growling. His wolf was too close to the surface to like being denied what he wanted, what he has been waiting for. "Take her away from me before I do lose control and take her. Go with Aideen, little one, you will be safe. In two nights time we will be together. We will be mated on the full moon and no one will dare to separate us from then on," he growled. Darla was still dazed from the mental images he was still sending her, but she sensed the danger she was in. She left quietly when Aideen put an arm around her. They walk out of the caves quickly. Aideen wanted to get her as far away from Conall as possible. She didn't think he was dangerous to her. He couldn't hurt his mate. It was impossible for lycans to hurt their mates. *Their true mates that is* she thought with pain. "Aideen, I think you need to explain to me the mating ceremony and the transformation to me. I want to know what I am getting myself into," Darla said with more force than Aideen thought possible from her at the moment. "Okay, Darla, but first let's take a walk to the lake. It will be easier to explain it all there," Aideen said. As they walk along the well used forest path to the lake, Darla couldn't stop thinking about Conall and how he made her feel. She has never felt that attracted to anyone, even her ex. *I can't believe that I am ready and willing to jump into bed with a man I met less than a day ago,* she thought. It was very uncharacteristic for her. She waited six months to get to third base with Charles, for godsakes. She was thinking so hard she didn't hear what Aideen was saying and tripped over something sticking out of the ground and fell into a huge hole in the ground. Her head hit something hard with a sickening crunch and she knew no more. The hole was at least fifeteen feet deep and about six feet wide. There were spikes sticking out of the ground. Darla woke up groggily to the screams of Aideen. *Why is she screaming? I am fine. I just tripped* Darla thought. It was then she realized she wasn't fine, not at all. It was the pain that woke her up in a hurry and made her sit up quickly, which was a very bad idea. The pain in her head was secondary to the pain in her stomach now. Darla looked down at her stomach to see one of those sharp spikes had pierced her through the stomach about two inches to the right of her belly button. She went to grab the spike when she realized what exactly the spike was... they were bones. And they were serrated and very sharp. The one that had gone through her was about five feet long and three inches in diameter. Her blood looked black in the moonlight. *Wait, moonlight? How long have I been down here?* Darla thought. She looked up expecting to see Aideen trying to help her out of this grave. But what she saw made her scream in terror. Lupine Mountain Ch. 05 Darla looked up from the hunting pit and screamed in terror. Above her were at least seven Were-Bears, all in hybrid form. At least that's what she assumed they were. No one had told her that there really was other Were races out there. It made sense though, considering what she now knew was out there. Darla frantically searched for Aideen in the forest before her attention was jerked back to the Weres above her when one of them stepped forward. She found herself studying the one that stepped forward. It was a he obviously; the furred pouch kind of gave that "little" detail away. He has a wide furred face that looked incomplete, like most Werewolves in hybrid form. Though the bear muzzle made it look more incomplete than usual. It wasn't as long as a wolf's muzzle. His teeth looked shorter and thicker but just as sharp and wicked looking. The eyes were wider and mocha brown. Quickly looking at the others behind him, Darla could tell that all their eyes were brown, different shades and textures depending on the bear. She abruptly realized that he was talking to her. "Why are you in that hole, little one? It is for catching wild bears and hunters, which you are neither," he said with a fatherly tone to his voice. Darla nervously licked her dry lips, trying to think of how much to tell them. "I...I...I was just taking a walk to think. Then I tripped over something and here I am, in a stupid hole, bleeding. Will you help me out here and back to my friends? Or are you going to eat me?" she was horrified to realize that tears had started to leak out from beneath her lashes and down her cheeks. "Oh, we will get you out of that stinking hole. As for eating you...you don't seem to be any condition for that, what with you bleeding all over the place. And my bear is too close to the surface, sweet human, from the smell of your blood for me to allow myself anywhere near such tender parts," he replied, losing the fatherly tone in favour of a deeper, sensual voice. "My name is Erik, and I will get you out of there. But you will not be returned to your friends. No, you, I will keep for myself. You are too delectable to let go." Darla was at a loss for words. The arrogance and... and... gall of the man...bear...whatever he bloody well was, she thought to herself. Just as her brain was able to get a coherent sentence out of her mouth, he jumped down into the pit. Darla reared back only to find that the bone through her middle prevented her from going very far. "I don't know who you think you are, but I am not going anywhere with you," she replied. "And what will you do my dear? Sit in this hole, hoping that you bleed to death before the wild animals come and eat the flesh off of your body? I think not, sweet one," Erik shot back. With that statement he leaned down, ignoring her attempts to back away, and wrapped his arms around her body. In one smooth motion that spoke of his strength, Erik pulled her off the spear-like bone and completely into his arms. Darla screamed from the pain and suddenness of his movements. As even more of her blood gushed out from her body, she lost consciousness. The Were-Bear tore off her shirt and pressed it into the bleeding wound to preserve what little was left in her body. As he cradled her closer to his body, preparing to leap out of the pit and get her medical attention, he couldn't stop his bear from smelling her blood and he licked the blood that had spurted onto her face before he could push the bear back. She tasted so good to him and smelled so sweet beneath the stench of dirt and residual death from the pit. Erik leapt out of the pit without jarring her wound to stand before the others from his family. He let them all see that this unexpected treasure was under his protection. I will give her a choice later, but right now there is no choice. I either claim her as mine or she will wake up to being raped by the young cubs. I hope she will forgive me this small conceit, he thought sadly to himself. He nodded to his family and they headed back to their den. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Once again Darla found herself waking up in a strange place, with strange people watching her. "OK, where am I now? And who do I talk to about getting out of here?" she asked the men and women that were watching her. They seemed to be completely ignoring her, but just as she was about to open her mouth and ask again, less politely this time, the fur blanket next to her moved and the "man" Erik smiled up at her. Darla jumped out of the fur blankets and screamed, "What the hell are you doing there? How dare you? Get away from me this instant!" She was so busy panicking that she barely noticed all the other people leaving the room whispering amongst themselves. Erik slowly pulled the blankets back, revealing his body. Darla couldn't stop her eyes from following the blankets' decent. Her eyes seemed to drink in his wide shoulders and muscled chest before skimming over slim waist and abs that glistened with a light sweat. She felt her eyes widen as the blanket finally moved away from his crotch to show just how much his human form resembled his hybrid form. And still the blankets continued to expose more of his body. And still her eyes followed over his long, thickly muscles legs with a sprinkling of black hair all the way down to his feet, which were long and graceful. She was compelled to watch as his hand moved to cup his sack then moved up to encircle his shaft. She watched as he played with his cock, barely restraining herself from helping. When he came it was thick and white. It was also aimed at her so that as he sighed in climax she was soaked with his cum. Her hair was plastered to her head and her face was covered. She licked her lips, tasting his salty tang, silently moaning in need. With more effort than she would ever say she managed to look back up to his eyes. She managed not to blush and even put a seductive smile on her face before she spoke in a sweet voice, "Was the show for me? If so I think you need some pointers." To her surprise he just laughed and stood up slowly. "I knew you were spirited from the second I laid eyes on you. Do not be frightened I will not harm you. This was necessary..." Before he could finish what he was saying Darla started to yell again, "Necessary?! Lying next to me with both of us naked was necessary? That I highly doubt. You better have a good explanation buddy, before I get really pissed." "If you had let me finish, my beauty, I would have explained more," he replied in a chiding tone. "It was necessary because you are a beautiful unclaimed female who we found in our territory bleeding. Now since there are very few female Ursaia every new female we have is claimed within minutes of entering our family. I assumed you would not have liked to be claimed by a male that had no respect for you and would have completed the claimed while you lay unconscious. This is why I claimed you as mine. I assumed you would like a choice in the matter. Did I assume wrong, my beauty?" Darla was too stunned to reply. Just then there was a knock at the opening to the chamber. "Enter," Erik barked. A tall, lanky youth came in and went to his side. He whispered something in Erik's ear and Erik nodded "I assumed as much" he whispered to himself. "Very well show him in," he said in a louder tone. The youth left to do his leader's bidding. Just as Darla had come up with a comeback to Erik's earlier statement, the covering opened again and Connel walked in. Without thought Darla ran to him and threw herself into his arms. It was only when Connel threw her off of him that she remembered that she was covered in Erik's come and how it was look to Connel. "I am going to kill you, bear. For taking her, for using her, for everything," he said very calmly as he stalked towards Erik. Darla tried to intervene, "It's not what you think Connel. Please let me explain before you do anything. Yes I am covered in his sperm, but he has actually helped me. He took me out of the pit I fell into, healed me, and kept his 'family' from touching me. If him coming on my face once is the price to pay for that, then it is a price I am willing to pay!" "That was not the first time I have come on you, my beauty. It was necessary while you were still unconscious to convince my 'family' as you call them that you were truly mine," Erik injected. Connel let out a roar as he threw himself at Erik. Darla screamed in terror once again, as a hoard of Ursulas came charging into the room to protect their leader. Lupine Mountain Ch. 06 Note: There is no actual sex in this chapter. I couldn't figure out how to put any in without it feeling choppy. So you guys will have to deal until the next chapter, which is being proofread and will be submitted by the end of next week. Excuse any spelling or grammar errors; I can't seem to find an editor. +++++++++++++++++ Darla backed into a corner as ten Ursulas moved to attack Connel. She watched as Connel threw Erik across the room into a stone wall. She was staring at Erik when something hot and wet sprayed across the front of her body. She looked down to see that it was blood. Darla lifted her eyes to find the source of the blood. What she found made her wish she had never lifted her eyes. One of the Ursulas was lying on the ground by her feet with his throat ripped out. The blood was still flowing out of the gaping wound. Darla just stared in horror at the bloody man, and then she looked more closely at the wound. It was actually starting to heal! She watched in fascination as the flesh knit back together closing the windpipe and sealing the arteries and veins. She couldn't take her eyes off of this miracle. A shout and fresh blood hitting her face pulled her out of her revere. It was then that Darla remembered the Connel was fighting five men...wait four since the one at her feet was out of the fighting. She looked up, searching for him. Her eyes found the four men surrounding Connel, who was in hybrid form. He was making short work of his attackers with the longer arms his hybrid form gave him. She watched as he practically disembowelled two of them before throwing one over his shoulder towards the door they had all come through. Darla realized that more Ursulas were coming in the room as the man's body landed just in front of the doorway. They came into the room like a swarm of locus. And just like locus they flowed over Connel, making him disappear beneath their bodies. Darla felt her body flush with anger and fear for him. She stooped to pick up a steak knife sitting beside a plate and bowl, apparently left from Erik's dinner. She started to run to help him. Just as she was about to reach him, a body stepped in front of her, halting her progress. Without thought she pushed the body away from her, growling in anger. She was startled to see that body fly across the room, but she had other things on her mind to wonder at it. Darla waded her way into the men pinning her mate, pushing, kicking, punching, even biting to get them away. She stepped to the side in time to avoid a hand that reached for her. She grabbed that hand and pulled it. The man fell into her and she used his momentum to flip him onto his back. She moved her hand quickly and plunged the knife hilt deep into his chest, spurting even more blood onto her naked body. Darla heard movement to her left. She turned, kicking blindly and felt her foot connect with hard flesh, hearing the "Oomph" from the victim. Another Ursula, this time in hybrid form, shot past Darla with absurd speed, tousling her hair and slicing his claws into her stomach. She cried out in pain, stumbling to the side as another hybrid rushed at her. It surged into her path and scored her shoulder with sharp teeth. She dropped to one knee, bringing the knife up in an arc to protect her body. A crimson spray followed the knife's path across the Ursula's stomach. She surged to her feet, holding the knife against her forearm, ready for the next attacker. Darla still couldn't see Connel and she was only a few feet away from where she had started. Tears formed in her eyes and ran down her cheeks before she could stop them. Frustrated, scared, and seriously pissed off, she wiped the tears off her face and took a step toward the throng of Ursulas. As her foot touched the ground an incredible pain seared up her leg and it collapsed beneath her. The pain continued up her body. Darla screamed as it felt like her bones were breaking and her muscles were being ripped apart. Her skin felt feverish and sensitive, like it was about to split open and spill boiling blood. Her plump lips opened on a scream that was cut off by the swelling in her throat. She clenched her jaws causing her suddenly sharp teeth to rip open her tongue. She wheezed for air, not caring that blood and saliva dripped from her useless mouth. Her sky blue eyes slammed shut against the suddenly bright lights in the room. Then suddenly the pain was gone. Darla opened her eyes and looked at the room. Connel was still in the middle of the Ursulas, fighting for his life and hers. Her eyes moved to the wall that he had thrown Erik into, to find Erik leaning against it, staring at her in amazement. She looked down at herself and was startled to see that she was only four feet from the ground. She saw two huge inky black paws where she thought her hands were. Darla lifted her right hand and watched as the right paw lifted. She had shifted without ever having been bitten and seeing her first full moon. Darla opened her mouth and growled around new teeth, "Leave my mate ALONE." Darla leapt onto the nearest person with no thought other than to save her mate from these attackers. Thick, hot blood spurted into her mouth as her jaws closed around his throat. She wanted to rip his throat out and eat his flesh. All thoughts of saving her mate fled in the face of her hunger. She swallowed the sweet, metallic liquid and released the man quickly before her wolf took over and they sacrificed their mate for bloodlust. *Patience, we will dance in their blood and devour them after he is safe,* she thought to her wolf. She felt her wolf agree that he came first, vengeance and food later. She darted around another Ursula before he could grab her and swiped the back of his knees with her claws. She jumped in a high arc over a pile of them to wrap her jaws around the head of an Ursula that was about to claw her mate. Darla closed her jaws, crushing his skull, and dropped the body as another Ursula tackled her. She twisted her body, nipping at anything her mouth could reach. The Ursula cursed loudly and clasped a furry hand over his bleeding stomach. "ENOUGH! Let them go," a voice commanded. Darla realized that it was Erik who spoke in hybrid form, and it was Erik she had just wounded. "I did not realize that this woman was already mated and of a different species. It was and still is in her mate's rights to combat me for her. What right do any of you have to interfere in Were Law? So Wolfman, will you fight me for her? I give her back freely, unharmed before this skirmish. She is a bit too bloodthirsty and feisty for me." Darla growled at that. She wasn't bloodthirsty. She just wanted to save her mate. Connel put a calming hand on her head to hush her. "I will take her back without challenging you. Your clan has just lost enough men to my mate for me to take away their leader as well. Promise us safe passage home and we won't go to the counsel for your clan's interference today or your presumption," he stated. "Granted," Erik replied. "Bring me my herald" waving his hand in a dismissing gesture. The Ursulas filed out of the room muttering to themselves about the she-wolf and blood vengeance. Erik sighed with disappointment. "Now I will have to make them swear to forego vengeance." There was a knock at the door. "Enter." A wizened old man opened the door, a notebook in his small age-spotted hands. "You sent for me, my Lord?" he asked in a thin, reedy voice. "Yes. I have two announcements to be made and heard quickly. Firstly, know that I give these two wolves safe passage through the forest. Know also that to harm them is to harm me. It will be taken as a direct challenge to my authority and as such will be dealt with swiftly and harshly," the old man's hand flew across the page, trying to record what Erik was saying verbatim. His hand shook with the effort of keeping up with pace of the words. "Secondly, there will be no blood-vengeance against the she-wolf for this act. We acted out of turn and she was defending her mate and her own virtue. Disobedience will be taken as a personal challenge, since I was the one to wrong her. I will see them in the fighting ring for one-on-one combat. That is all. You may leave." The old man bowed, written words clutched in his thin hands. "Yes, my Lord. I shall have it announced right away, so there will be no confusion." He left the room, closing the door softly behind him. "Wolfman...I would have a word with you before you leave. A problem has come to my attention, which could lead to dire consequences for both our people. It needs to be dealt with swiftly and from both of our sides." "Very well. May we make use of your baths and healers first? We both have wounds that need to be tended," Connel replied. One of his hands gently rubbed Darla's silky head and ears absentmindedly. She leaned her head against his leg and sighed with contentment. She absently wondered how to change back to human form, but couldn't really muster the energy to think too hard about it. Connel's hand was distracting, even if was only on her fur covered ears. "Of course, how thoughtless of me. Let me have someone show you to a room where you can bathe and I will send a healer right away. Would you share my meal with me? Your mate is of course invited as well." Connel looked down at Darla, asking the question with his eyes. Darla glanced at Erik quickly, then moved her head in a barely perceptible nod. "Very well. That would be acceptable." "Lovely," Erik said as he moved towards the door. He beckoned to someone on the other side and whispered, "Show them a room with a large pool. And send one of our healers to their room. They will dine with me in my chambers after the healer has seen them." A tall, graceful woman entered the room and gestured for them to follow her. Darla and Connel looked at each other, and then moved to follow her out of the room. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Love, you have to change back so the healer can work on you. She doesn't know wolf anatomy," Connel said to Darla. She hadn't figured out how to change back and she was starting to panic at the thought of being trapped in this form forever. She whined and shook her shaggy head, not wanting to give voice to her inexperience in front of the enemy. Connel sighed and spoke to the healer, "Can you give us a few moments please? My mate needs to make sure that we are safe before she will change back." "Fine. Just knock on the door when you are ready for me to come back. I have been pulled off of my rotation until I have seen to the two of you. I need to make sure my people are taken care of, so try to make it quick," the woman spat. She stormed to the door and slammed it shut hard enough that the whole room seemed to shake with the force of her anger. Connel looked to Darla, amazed at the transformation of his beautiful mate. He had never seen a change that fast. He took the time to study her wolf now that they weren't ass deep in bears. She was taller than he was in wolf-form he was surprised to see. She was well built, sleek and muscled like a classic Ferrari. He knew that she would be able to keep up with him on a hunt. Her body was all smooth lines from the top of her pointy ears to the end of her graceful, velvety tail. Her fur had looked jet black in the other room, but now he could see that it shined sapphire blue, violet, and crimson red in the light. It was long and soft as rabbit fur. His wolf fur was coarse, even though his hair was soft. Then he looked into her eyes, expecting to see her baby blues staring at him surrounded by black fur. What he saw was the whites of her eyes and they rolled to the back of her head. The multi-faceted fur started to recede and reveal Darla's pink skin. She cried out in pain as her body once again ripped apart and reformed itself. It was over very quickly and there she kneeled on the ground, naked and panting. Connel knelt next to her and embraced her. "I am proud of you. That was quick by any standards...impressive for a first shift." "It didn't feel quick at all. It felt like it was hours that my body was on fire. The shift to my wolf seemed even longer," Darla whispered as she clutched his arms. "It was less than a minute. Even I take minutes to change. Your shift seemed almost instantaneous." "How can I shift? I haven't gone through the initiation yet. And both my parents were human." "I don't know. We will look into it when we get home. This is not the place to discuss our lack of knowledge. I will go get the healer now that she can work on you. Stay there." Connel walked to the door and Darla's eyes followed his naked form as it moved gracefully across the room. He moved like a dancer even with all his bulk. He rapped his knuckles on the heavy wooden door. It opened immediately to show the healer with an expectant look on her face. "Yes? Ahh...I see that she has changed back. Good. Time for me to work. Now sit down and let me examine you," she said in a brisk manner as she entered the room. Connel and Darla sat in the chairs and allowed her to check their wounds. Darla had no injuries on her body. Her shift had healed her wounds; all that remained was her blood and the Ursulas blood, smearing her naked flesh with scarlet slashes, like a livid painter. Connel had one bite on his muscular shoulder and a few minor scratches scattered across his body. "If you shift soon, then you will be completely healed. Do you want me to bandage them? Or will you shift before your bath?" the healer inquired patiently. "I will shift before the bath so I won't dirty the water with my blood. We are fine. Go tend to your people," he said, dismissing her. "Very well. I will have Erik informed. Someone will be by shortly to show you to his rooms for a meal." "Thank you," Connel replied as he walked towards the pool of steaming water. He kneeled on the ground, waiting for the soft thud of the door closing. As soon as he heard it, he allowed his body to shift like it has so desperately wanted to do. A silver-tipped wolf was standing in his place. The wolf looked at Darla and rolled onto its back. Darla knelt next to Connel and rubbed his chest and stomach affectionately, before quickly slipping into the water. She closed her eyes and sighed. The water was warm and relaxing. Suddenly Connel slid up next to her in the water and pulled her into his arms. A tension she didn't even realize she had slipped away and she relaxed against his chest. She slipped her arms around his waist and squeezed him tight to her, as the fact that she almost lost him overwhelmed her. Connel stroked her back with one large hand and made soothing noises. His hand on her skin pulled her out of her hysteria and she moaned. His hands had glided down to cup and massage her buttocks, fingers dipping in the brush the lips of her pussy. Darla ran her hands up his strong back to glide them over his wide shoulders and slither over his muscular chest. "We cannot do that here, my sweet. I will not be able to control my wolf and our first mating should be surrounded by our Pack," Connel groaned. "Spoilsport. Fine, have it your way," she pouted. Darla grabbed the sponge and lathered it with soap before proceeding to thoroughly wash every inch of her body making sure that he had a full view of her hands running over her gleaming skin. When she passed the sponge between her legs, she shuddered. Soon she lost all pretence of washing and just leaned back against the edge of the pool and massaged her hard, pink clit. Darla brought one of her fingers to her mouth and slipped it between her plump, red lips to suck on it the way she wanted to suck on Connel's swollen cock. She could see it in her mind, could feel it in her mouth, and practically taste him on her tongue. She suddenly moved the hand that was still rubbing her clit and sank a finger into her steaming pussy. She moaned loudly, jerking her hips to meet her hand. Connel groaned and grabbed the sponge from her. "If you keep doing that, I am going to say to hell with it and fuck you right here. See what you do to me," he growled. He grabbed her hand and brought it to his cock, which was engorged and stiff. Darla gasped to feel how hot his skin was against hers and how wet just touching him there made her. "Now wash me. We have to go see what this leader wants with us. Then we can go home and I can have your delicious body all to myself." Darla put more soap on the sponge and began to wash him. He was right. She did not want to lose her virginity in an unknown place while being listened to by unknown people. After they were clean and dry, Connel knocked on the door to let whoever was "guarding" them know they were finished. A man opened the door and gestured them to follow him. He turned as lead the way down the hall before stopping at a large door and knocking. Someone opened the door a crack and the two talked in hushed tones. The man leading them nodded and stepped aside and the door opened wide to show a naked woman standing at the entrance to a large room. She motioned them to come in and left, closing the door behind her with a soft click. "Welcome to my chambers," Erik intoned, "Now to the matter I wanted to speak to you about. You have a traitor among your pack, who is in league with a few rouge Ursulas."