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Red vs Wolfe

By: Little_Miss_J



Sasha let out a sigh as she closed the door to her family's home for the last time. She was leaving it behind, putting her past behind her. Sure she was afraid but with time and with her dear friends she would get past the horrific accident that had led to her parents death. Her hand rested on the knob and she smiled, a tear falling down her cheek. She handed the keys to the waiting real estate agent and smiled.

"Miss Redgrave I will take care of everything and forward all the copies of the paperwork after the buyer signs it," said the short a stocky woman.

"Thank you," was all she said as she walked into the waiting cab. 

All of her things had been boxed up and shipped across the country. She was about to fly form California to New York and begin life over. She let out a sigh and signaled to the driver to take off. Looking out the window she watched her past drift away and her unknown future pull her forward.

***

"Ehrik, we have to discuss this," Cassie said.

"I told you I will handle it Cassandra," the tall jet blacked haired man said.

"They have to respect me too. At least till you take a mate I'm alpha female," she said with a whine.

She was right Ehrik knew. There were still certain pack members that refused to follow her lead or listen to her. He would make it know that they would from this moment on at the meeting that evening. He owed that much to her. Cassie was also right about him finding a mate. He'd pretty much given up till the elders informed him she was close. Now he looked around every corner, waiting for the scent of her.

"I will make it known at the meeting Cassie," her said and motioned for her to leave.

She left and closed the door with a load thud. She was pissed he knew that but he had other things on his mind. The club was going to going strong tonight and he had to again make preparations so that were and human would be getting along. He began making calls, setting up the security. The club had closed a few nights ago after there had been an attack. Ehrik had stopped the club from closing and rumors beginning but he needed to keep it calm now.

"Viktor, make sure everything is set for tonight. I've made calls and they will arrive soon. I don't want anything to happen again. I'm going up to my room to rest and ready myself," he said.

"Yes boss," Vik spoke into the phone.

***

Sasha got to NYC and was greeted by her two best friends. They hugged they even cried. The tears though didn't last long as the girls went back into their usual banter. Martine, Marti, was her very outspoken friend. Guys always seemed to step up to her first. Could have been her hair or her figure but once she began talking they seemed kind of scared. It would take a strong man for her. Jeannie was a tad more quiet then them. Soft spoken but with a heart of gold. Guys were drawn to her eyes; they were a hazel of sorts that she envied. Both her friends were so similar to her and yet so different.

She on the other hand had flame red hair, sometimes in curls and other times as straight as could be. Her eyes were the color of emeralds she'd always been told. She never argued that fact. She wasn't too over the top but a sweet combination of both. Together the three of them got into trouble. All the good kind but the city just needed to watch out.

"So how was the flight Sasha?" asked Jeannie.

"Good, they played some funny movie. Made the time go buy," she said.

"I'm glad your here Red," Marti said.

Red was the nickname given to her in school and now it stuck. Whether it was from her hair or last name she didn't know. She liked it though. It was unique and solely hers. 

"Me to Marti, me too. So I know you girls always have something planned. What's on tonight?"

"Well there's this club we have been going to, The Werehouse. There are some very hot men and great music. We wanted to take you but had to make sure you were cool with it," she said.

"Oh no, I could use a night out," Sasha said.

"Good then lets get to the house and you unpacked," said Jeannie.

***

Viktor Kassel was Ehrik's second. He knew the workings of the club better then anyone. He had security set up where they needed to be. He moved back up to the rooms the pack held. He let out a sigh when he saw a few mates walking together. He wanted that but had yet to find the one that would make him complete. So like his Alpha he waited. He went to his room and began to get ready for another night.

Ehrik lay in his bed thinking about the future of the pack. They had never had such a problem like they were dealing with. A group of Were decided to turn on humans. He hadn't been able to stop them or even talk to them before they took off. He had been lucky the two attacked hadn't died. They were injured and he'd managed to wipe their minds clean. 

Letting out a sigh he stood and went to the shower. Soon the club would be opening again and he wanted to be down there. His senses were on high alert tonight. He walked into the shower letting the hot water fall over him, releasing the built up tension he felt. Ehrik closed his eyes and let his head rest on the tile. He had a strong feeling that things were just about to get interesting.

***

The girls unpacked what little Red had brought and decided on a light dinner. They ran to get it while letting her shower and relax. She stripped off her clothes and moved into the warm water. Her red hair straightened under it. She let out a long sigh and lost herself to the water falling over her form. She wasn't one of those supper small women, yet she wasn't big either. She had curves, soft supple ones that men had seemed to like. That was once she'd let them that close. She was still, technically a virgin.

Sasha turned off the water and began drying herself off when her mind got a flash. There was a man, a handsomely dressed man. He had black hair, but eyes so crystal blue they pierced through her. She only saw him for a flash before there was danger, someone pulling her away. Then it was gone. 

No one knew she had these little visions. She had tried to tell her parents but they never believed her. She had tried to stop them from leaving that night and going to a party knowing that there was something bad going to happen. It left her with a guilt she'd slowly been getting past.

"We are back with food," cried Jeannie.

"Be right out," said Sasha. She put on her robe and left her hair in a towel as she was hungry. "The food smells delicious."

"Wait till you taste it," Marti answered.

Dinner was delicious seafood pasta. Sasha had never tasted anything like it. While they ate they talked about things that happened. How life was on the west coast. No one really mention her folk's accident over a year ago. That was fine with her. She needed a break from that.

"So this club, what should I wear?" she said finishing her dinner.

"Oh I'm sure we will find you something," Marti said taking the dishes into the kitchen.

"You know how she is Red," Jeanie smiled.

Marti was always the life of the party so she expected nothing less. She laughed when she walked by, grabbed her hand and pulled her into her room. Marti and Sasha were about the same size so they always shared things.

"Here we go. I knew I would have something perfect for you," she said handing her a dress.

Sasha held it up to her body, noting the neckline and how it would hug her every curve. It was soft and flimsy and would caress her skin as she moved. She looked up and smiled. "It's perfect."

She left the room and went to dress. She put on a red satin thong and garter set along with a matching bra. Her black stockings were next and she ran her hands over her skin. She waited on the dress as she put on a little make up and straightened her hair. Then it fit her snuggly like a glove. She admired herself in the mirror when her friends joined her.

They looked amazing. Jeanie dressed in a short mini skirt and button up blouse. Marti wore a black strapless dress. They were a very attractive threesome. The walked tot the door and left, driving straight to the club.

***

Viktor and Ehrik were making their rounds as plenty of Were and humans had begun filling the dance floor. Things so far seemed to be going well. No fights, no unwanted acts. There was just a smooth calm evening of fun. While walking near the bar both Vik and Ehrik caught on to a scent. 

It was strong and filled them both with a sense of possession. A deep wanting to claim the person that belongs to them began to take hold. They looked at each other, both knowing. Their heads searching, scanning the crowds for their other half's.

"There," was all Vik said as he pointed.

"Yes," Ehrik said as they made their way over to the three young women.

***

"Ummm, look at what is stalking this way," Jeanie said.

"Who are they?" asked Sasha.

"Don't know but I want to find out. Mister tall dark and brooding looks hot," said Marti.

The one walking in the front had caught Sasha's eye. He seemed to be staring into her. He also looked familiar. Wait. He was the man from her vision. What was going on?

Red vs Wolfe Ch. 02



Thank you everyone that took the time to vote and comment. I hope this chapter meets expectations. I'm working on the next. ~ Miss J

*

Both Ehrik and Viktor moved with a dedication, devotion in their step. They had been waiting so many years for this moment and now that it was here hey didn't want to waste any time. Ehrik was first, the crowd parting as he moved. His eyes centered on the red haired woman, he could smell her from where he was. She was going to be his.

Viktor, while walking a few steps behinds, still created his own presence. He looked at the blonde woman of the threesome. Her scent called to him. He hadn't been looking as long as Ehrik, but when you felt your life mate in the room it set off a range of emotions. It seemed neither man could control their baser instincts.

They stopped in front of the table, eyes looking over their selected woman. No words were said for a few moments. Jeanie sat back watching as neither seemed to interested in her. It was kind of shocking as she watched the blatant emotions pass over the four of them.

"I'm Ehrik, this is my friend Viktor. Can I get you a drink," he said smoothly.

"Uh, sure," Sasha squeaked.

"I'm Marti," said the blonde woman to Viktor.

"You are a true beauty Marti," he said with a smile.

Ehrik motioned for more drink to come and soon they appeared. There began a quiet conversation between the five of them. Soon though a popular song played and Marti and Sasha began dancing in their chairs while Jeanie just laughed.

"We are going to dance," they said in unison.

"I think I'm going to call it a night," Jeanie said. The other girls looked at her, eyes saying they were sorry.

"I will have my car take you home," Ehrik said motioning to a man and making it happen.

Marti and Sasha already moved out to the floor dancing together, loosing themselves in to the steady smooth beat of the music. Their hands floated over their bodies, along the curves of the dresses they wore. They were oblivious to the men whose gazes burned on them.

***

"They are human Ehrik," said Vik.

"Yes they are but there is something else there to. At least with Sasha I can feel some power radiating through her. I can't believe after all these years I have found her so easily," he said.

"It has been a long time coming my friend," Viktor said as his eyes locked with Marti's and she smiled.

They both sat back, focusing on the woman as the swayed and moved. Their own bodies growling to be let loose, to have what they had waiting so long for. Ehrik ran his hand through his hair and let out a breath, trying to calm the wolf inside him. The way his woman was moving was making him weak. 

Vik could see the way his Alpha was holding himself in check. He was holding on just as tightly. He had never felt so strung out before, his beast so close to the surface, craving a taste of the only woman who could calm him. She was amazing, he could sense the pent up desire that lay there waiting for him to unless it.

***

"Do you see the way they look at us," asked Marti.

"Yeah, like they want to devour us," Sasha said with a smile. 

The idea was pleasing to her. Something about the man called to her baser side. She felt primitive with him, wanting to somehow claim him. It made no sense to her. Yet it was there and she had to deal with it.

Marti herself felt that same need. She was trying to ignore it, fight it but it stayed there. She moved her hands, running over her breasts, watching him looking at her. The dance both her and Sasha were doing was sure to make the men hot.

"What are we going do?" asked Sasha.

"You're asking me. I have half a mind to go for it. Do you know how long it's been for me?" said Marti.

"I know you don't sleep around Marti," she said.

"No I don't. Hell I've only been with a couple of guys but this one is different. It just feels different," Marti said.

"I understand. I can feel it with Ehrik. Hell we have just been talking with them a few hours and I feel ready to open up my life to him. Tell him everything," Sasha said.

"So trust yourself girl. I have a feeling he'd be a hell of a first time," Marti smiled and they both laughed. ***

The men could no longer sit back and wait. They joined their beauties on the floor, a slower song now beginning. Ehrik held Sasha close, looking down in her eyes. She was perfection. Her eyes sparkled, like the greenest emeralds. He felt he could look into them forever, which he intended to do. He moved his hand into her hair; it rained down around her face like fire.

"So beautiful," he murmured.

She smiled, lost in the silver blue of his eyes. He was so handsome, so attractive. It tugged deep down in her core. She wanted to touch him. Sasha decided to. Her hand moved over his shoulder, up his neck and into the dark locks of his hair. She was fascinated by him, by touching him. Her eyes moved down, looking at his lips, watching as they moved toward her.

He couldn't stop, he wasn't even sure he wanted to. Yes he had tons of explaining to do but right now being in her arms just felt too right, too perfect. His lips lowered onto hers; there was an instant spark, her hands tightened in his hair. Her lips softened under his. He tasted her sweetness, she was addicting. There was her scent and the rich flavor of her drink. Ehrik couldn't get enough. 

His hands moved over her dress holding her closer to him as the swayed together. His hands cupped her lush bottom and pulled her against his erection. Never had he craved something so much before. It was all he could do to not take her there in the middle of his club. He broke the kiss and looked down at her.

She saw something in his eyes, they turned silver. How could that be she wondered? Her hands fell from his body as she was startled. She began backing up, right into Viktor and Marti. She shook her head and looked at her friend.

"We have to go Marti," she said taking her hand and without good bye began walking from the club.

***

That wasn't right. What had he done? He looked over at his friend, he shared the same feelings. They both knew something had happened to startle Sasha. Tempted as Ehrik was he decided to let her go. She needed time and he had to get himself under control. He could really fuck things up if he chased her down.

Viktor just watched as emotions played over his friend, his Alpha. He knew the need coursing through him. He felt it too. He wanted to chase Marti but it was better this way. Things needed to be explained, shared, maybe a real date too. 



Red vs Wolfe Ch. 03



I want to say thank you to everyone that takes the time to leave a comment and vote. Sorry for the delay in getting this one up, personal problems arouse. I hope you like it. ~J

***

"What was that all about Red?" Marti asked when the got into the taxi.

She was still trying to catch her breath. Sasha had never felt such a jolt in all her life. She'd always know she could sense things but with him and seeing his eyes it had affected her deeply. They had changed before her. Gone were the blue silvery ones she felt she'd get lost in and replaced by pure silver. They were rich and bright. It had spooked her.

"His eyes, Marti, they had changed," she whispered.

"How?" her friend asked.

"I don't know. One minute they were that blue/silver and then they changed to this bright, piercing sliver. I can't explain it. It scared me. I felt like there was something trying to get out of him. How strange is that?"

"Totally strange, Sasha. I can see why you bolted so quickly," Marti said.

The car stopped at the house and the girls walked in. Sasha looked around; she felt like they had been followed, that someone was now watching them. She shook her head and closed the door, locking it before going to shower.

***

Ehrik had left just after the woman had. He told Vik to stay at the club. He hadn't been happy but Vik knew better then to disobey the alpha when he used that tone. So Ehrik kept to the shadows and followed them. He stayed hidden, his silver eyes glowing. He swore that Sasha had seen him, or at the very least felt him.

He saw her look over her shoulder before closing the door. Somehow looking out into the night, trying to see what was there. He kept to the shadows. He heard her lock the door and then wondered where her room was. He wanted to talk to her, to see her. 

Ehrik knew having held her in his arms that she was perfect. He felt they would fit together with ease. He only needed to explain to her what he was. If he could talk to her he was sure she would be okay with him. Hell, he hoped that was the case.

Then he saw an upstairs light turn on. He let his eyes focus and he saw it was her. He saw that the dress she was wearing was gone, having slipped from her silken skin. Then he took notice that nothing clung to her body, she was bare.

Ehrik moved closer. He wanted to see her, to just be near her. His wolf on the other hand wanted to be let loose, to devour his mate. He knew better, even though the urge to let go was there, almost over powering, he kept it in check. He just watched her.

The light turned on in her bathroom and he saw her turning on the water. Her hand touched it to check the temperature. Then she slipped under the streaming water. He had almost lost it then. Moving back into the shadows, he decided it was time to take his leave. If he watched any more he wouldn't be able to control his actions.

***

Sasha undressed slowly. She made her way into the bathroom truing to get over the feeling she was being watched. She adjusted the water of the shower and then stepped inside. The way it moved over her skin, slithering down her body like a snake made him sigh. 

She tilted her head back and let the water run into her hair. Her hands helped, running through it. With her eyes closed instantly she saw him in her eye. He was amazing, darkly handsome. His features were classic. The only thing about him was his eyes. In her mind they stood out most of all.

She saw his eyes when they had changed. The silver coolness of them had scared her most of all. Sasha was always one to want an explanation for things but this had just spooked her. She shook her head, cleared her thoughts and finished washing her body. She would have plenty of time to think about it; right now she needed some peace.

After drying off she slipped into an oversized t shirt and crawled into bed. Her eyes closed and there he was. He was waiting for her. Something about him called to her on a level no one ever had. It wasn't just her body that was drawn to him but her mind as well. 

***

He lay in his bed, his eyes closed. He felt her calling to him silently. How did she know how to do that? It was as strong as some but it was there. Perhaps she didn't know she had any ability. Not many were natural telepaths and he had a feeling she didn't know too much of her powers. 

He smiled at the though she was reaching for him. He went willingly to her. Ehrik was strong enough to resist but her pull was too addictive. When he reached her she was picturing them together as they had been tonight. Only it was just them on the floor. They were dancing slowly, his hands pulling her to him. Her fingers were tangled in his black hair, their lips pressed together in a teasing kiss. 

He moaned out loud, his hand moved in the bed. He wasn't asleep, yet he wasn't awake either. He moved his hand over his length, slowly as he let her control the kiss. This was about what she wanted, not him. 

The kiss continued tormenting them both. Her hands moved lower, to the buttons of his shirt, undoing them one by one. She took great care in slipping the dress shirt from his shoulders. Her nails grazed over his chest, tugging on the hair that was covering it.

He growled his wolf was enjoying her touch. He saw her stop, look up at him and then her tongue slipped from between her lips and licked his nipple. He moaned. His hands pulled at her hips, letting her feel his erection. She smiled, he could feel that. Giving over control to her was burning him alive but yet this was her fantasy, her dream, not his.

***

Sasha could feel him, his hard skin under her touch. She explored him with a freedom she had never felt before. There had been something about him. In her "dream" she could take her time and do as she wished. 

Her tongue flicked out, tasting his heated skin, licking his nipple. She felt him groan, almost growl. He enjoyed her touch. She kissed lower, teasing him. Then she undid his pants. The zipper came down with ease. His cock sprang free. There was a sharp intake of breath, hers as she saw him for the first time.

Her body responded to the sight. He was a magnificent man. She let her hands move over her body as she imagined what she'd do with him. Her hard nipples begging to be rolled, pinched lightly, touched. She touched herself while thinking of him, of what she would to his cock.

In her dream she licked the tip, tasting the precum that was already there. Then she licked down the shaft, the salt of his skin coating her tongue. Her lips closed over him, bringing him into her mouth. She sucked slowly, teasingly. He was her lollipop and she intended to savor him.

Her own hands moved between her legs, stroking her wet slit as she though of him, of what she wanted from him. Sasha pushed one finger inside her warmth, then another. Her stroking mimicked the way she saw herself sucking on his hard cock. Never letting up, growing addicted to the feeling.

She could feel him close. Suddenly she knew what she wanted. Deeper and faster she sucked on him, stroking her own sweet pussy. His cock grew harder; she sucked deeper, wanting his cum. She felt it, that first delicious rope of cum hitting her throat. She swallowed him down, muffling her own orgasm. 

***

He let go, his body giving over to her. He could feel her joy in the fact he came. Ehrik had never felt something so intense. His hand was coated with his seed. It had felt like her lips wrapped around him, not his hand. He had felt the sweet warmth of her mouth, the sucking, and the flick of her tongue. The woman was pure perfection as she felt her pulling out of him, her mind shutting down. The moment had been unlike any other in his long life. He'd heard of mates that could do it but never come across any. It was a sign of a true love match. The way he'd felt her, the joy of each moment, he wouldn't forget.

It was all so real to him. He reached down, grabbed a shirt and wiped himself off. The way she had looked up at him, just before he let go had been like no other he'd ever seen. The woman, his mate, was a mystery. One he couldn't wait to figure out completely.

***

His eyes had done that again. Even in her fantasy/dream. There had to be something to that. It had to mean something she just didn't know what. As it was her body was now tired. Her mind needing rest after what it had just experienced. 

Sasha rolled over; a pillow hugged in her arms and drifted off to sleep. For the first time since her parents passing she didn't wake up screaming. Her dreams were pleasant and sweet, nothing horrid, nothing like she was used to.

Tonight her dreams were filled with thoughts of him. Of the various ways they would make love. How their bodies would bring each other pure pleasure. The smile she had stayed on her face until she woke that next morning ad the door bell rang.



Red vs Wolfe Ch. 04



Thanks to FernieLyn for the beta-read. If there are any other mistakes they would be mine. All your help is appreciated. 

Thank you to those who take the time to read and vote. I hope you enjoy this chapter. 

***

Sasha put on a robe and went down to get the door. Somehow she knew that it was for her. She opened it to find a man standing there with a vase full of beautiful exotic flowers. The colors were so bright, so happy and amazing. She couldn't take her eyes off of them.

"Sasha Redgrave?" he asked.

"Yes, that's me."

"Please sign here," he said pointing out where she needed to sign. 

"Thank you," she said taking the flowers and closing the door. 

There was a card there and she took it. Opening the envelope, she found out that it actually smelled like him. He must really be in her head after only a few hours. She let her eyes read over the words, her fingers touching the ink. 

I must see you. Meet me at my restaurant next to the club at noon. Please. 

It was simply signed Wolfe. 

He wanted to see her again. She didn't know what to do. Her normal, thinking side was yelling no. It told her that there was too much going on with this man. The other side, the one that actually felt, was telling her yes, go for it. She was confused. That was how Marti and Jeanie found her.

"Are those from Ehrik?" questioned Marti.

"Yes. He wants to meet for lunch."

"You are going, aren't you? The man is dreamy," Jeanie said.

"I don't know, Jeanie. Something happened last night with him. 

When we kissed, his eyes changed. It really messed with my head."

"Wow, that's a little strange. I had heard a rumor that he was different. I guess it might be true. Still though, you should talk to him. Let him explain things."

"I think you're right. I'll go. It's only fair," she said.

"So when does he want to see you?" asked Marti.

"Noon. I've got time," Sasha said.

"Yeah, only like two hours, Red!" said Marti.

"No way, I slept in. I'm off to get dressed then."

She made her way back to her room and began going through her clothes. She didn't know what to wear. She looked and looked, until finally she found a cute little red sundress. Sasha opted for it and a matching pair of red lace bra and panties. She dressed and put on just a little make up. She left her red hair in curls, falling over her shoulders.

By the time she was done and looked at the clock, she had about half an hour to get there. She borrowed the keys to Jeanie's Mini Cooper. Sasha's hands tingled; they were sweaty and she was nervous. Taking a deep breath, she pulled up to the valet and gave him her vehicle. 

Upon entering, she was greeted by a hostess. The woman's features were unique; she was dark haired and beautiful. Sasha couldn't help but stare until the woman repeated herself. 

"I'm sorry. I'm here to see Mr. Wolfe," she nearly whispered.

"Right this way, Miss Redgrave," the woman said, accompanying her into the dining hall. There was already a crowd beginning to form. The man did seem to have a talent in business. 

As they rounded the corner, she saw him. She seemed to feel his presence first, but then his eyes met hers. She couldn't help but smile as he stood up to greet her. He took her hand, gave it a kiss and whispered a hello.

"I'm glad you could join me, Sasha," he said in a voice that rang through her body.

"Thank you for inviting me, Ehrik," she said as she moved to sit in the booth.

"How are you doing this morning?" he asked her.

"I'm well. Actually I slept late this morning which I never do."

"It's good to do that from time to time. You look well rested. Did you have sweet dreams?"

She looked up at him, wondering what exactly he meant by that. Did he know what she had dreamed of? That he had been the focus of her mind all night long, long after she ran from him? 

"They were very sweet," she said with a smile.

He only grinned as they were brought wine. It seemed he had already decided on the meal. She wanted to ask him about last night but was unsure how. She shifted in her seat, trying to act normally, to not let on that there was so much going on inside her head.

"Tell me what's going on in your head, Sasha? I can tell you want to ask something," he said.

"I wanted to know about last night. I need to understand why," she said, thinking he knew what she would be talking about.

"What do you mean? We were kissing and then you left. I didn't understand it. I wanted to know what I'd done wrong. I thought all night about it while I was awake," he told her.

She wondered if he didn't know; if he didn't realize it. "When I looked into your eyes, they were different. The blue in them was gone. They were this intense silver and it scared me. That's why I took off."

***

This was not the way Ehrik wanted to explain this to her. He thought they would learn more about each other first, like normal people did. Yet he knew it would be difficult to keep his wolf in check as it had been last night. He could understand why she took off but it still wounded him. He thought his mate wouldn't be shaken so easily.

"I have to tell you something. Something you won't believe, you'll find it hard to accept. I'd rather do it up in my apartment. It's not something that should be told in a public place. I'll have our food brought up if you'll join me."

Sasha nodded and stood up with him. They walked by the woman again and Ehrik told her to have their food brought up. She nodded as they walked by. He pressed the top floor and the elevator began moving. 

"Top floor huh," she smiled at him.

"Yes, always the top, always the best," he said, looking her over.

She was truly amazing. The way her hair curled up and over her shoulders. He wanted to wrap his hands in and smell it. He was craving contact with her in a way he never wanted anyone. It was a bit frightening to him. The power this little woman held over him was indescribable. 

They finally reached his rooms and he took her hand as they walked in. The place was huge. It was filled with an eclectic mix of furniture. Some looked antique while others were very modern. While Sasha gaped at the luxury of the room, Ehrik marvelled at her. 

He loved the way her dress curved over her body; it framed her form perfectly. Her legs were long and lean. He wanted to feel them wrapped around him as he thrust deep inside her. He wanted to take her, to fill her till she could think of no other. He wanted to be the only man in her mind and heart.

"So Ehrik, tell me please," she said sitting on the couch.

"I'm not exactly what you think. There is more to me than this," he told her.

"Are you married?" she asked quickly.

"No, sweetheart. I've been waiting for my "one" for so long. I'm not a mere man. I have another side to me. Have you ever heard of stories about men who are half wolf and half man?"

"You mean like a werewolf?" she said.

"Something like that. They are a species of people known as Were, Sasha. I am the Alpha, the leader. We are not like those you see in movies. We change or shift, but our form is still very much that of an actual wolf, not some half-mutant. I know it's hard to take in, but it's the truth. My eyes changed because my wolf was close. He hungered for you as much as the man in me did, and does." 

***

Sasha was lost. She heard his words, understood them but she just couldn't believe him. She stood up, suddenly feeling like she needed air. Some part of her felt closed in. She saw him moving closer and she held out her hand to stop him. She needed a moment to digest what he had said.

She walked out to the balcony. Her hands held on to the rail; she took several deep breaths. Could what he told her be true? She had seen his eyes change. It would explain it but it seemed so out of this world! It was almost as though the idea was too unreal not to be. Why would he have made it up?

Turning, Sasha looked in through the glass and saw him watching her. He looked frightened, afraid he'd told her more then she could handle. It was at that moment she knew he told the truth. Somehow he was both man and wolf. She had no idea what to do now, though. Her heart was saying stay, because of their connection. Her head though, wasn't sure how it would work out. 

There were so many questions running through her mind. How would this work between them? What did being an Alpha mean? How did his world work? All of a sudden she wanted to know the little things, not to mention that she was curious how the sex went.  

Sasha walked back inside and looked into Ehrik's eyes. She smiled; he let out a breath. She took his hand and held it in hers, while her other hand moved over it and felt the texture of his skin. 

"I have so many questions. So many things I want to know. I'm not running away from you but promise me we will go slow," she said.

"Yes, whatever you wish. If there is something you want to know, ask and I'll tell you. I won't hold anything back," he told her and leaned down, pressing his lips to hers.

The kiss was soft, slow and teasing. He had her wrapped in his arms, pulling her closer when the doorbell rang. Both of them let out a sigh as he answered it. The food smelled wonderful and Sasha felt her tummy growl with hunger. She saw him look up at her; he laughed while she smiled. 

"It smells good and I haven't eaten since this morning," she told him as they sat down and began to eat lunch.

***

There was little talk while they ate. They watched each other; tension was thick in the air. When they finished they sat back on the couch, with Ehrik holding her as a movie played on the television. It was nothing big but the moment was perfect for him. He had his mate in his arms, she accepted him and soon he would truly know her.

It was then that he heard a soft snoring. He looked at the little one in his arms and saw that her eyes were closed. She was snuggled up, asleep in his arms. His wolf wanted to howl in pleasure, in pure delight. They hadn't made love but this was just as good.

There was a knock on the door. Ehrik didn't want to move but quietly slipped from beside her, placing a pillow where he had been. He watched her snuggle into it and smiled. The knock sounded again. He made his way to the door and found Viktor behind it.

"What is going on?" he said, opening the door for him.

"There is a problem in the pack. It seems a new one is coming into your lands. They are not from around here. I have only heard reports but they seem to be wild," he said, glancing over and seeing red hair on the pillow.

"Let's send a scouting party to find out what's going on and try to invite the Alpha to sit with me."

"It will be done. I see your mate is here. This is good news for you," Viktor said. 

"Yes it is. She saw my eyes change, which is why she ran. I had to tell what I was. The short version at least, without the part of me telling her she is my mate. She took it well and has decided to give us a try."

Viktor smiled and was happy for his leader. It had been too long for Ehrik and it was clear on his face that this woman brought him the peace he needed to stay centered. It was a good thing and he was sure with time she would be able to accept it all.

"I'm sure with time Ehrik, it will all work out. I believe in it," Viktor told him. "I will leave you with her." 

Ehrik went back to the couch; he moved the pillow and slid back into where he'd been. His hands went around her, holding her like he never wanted to let go. It was heaven, he thought, as he let his own eyes drift close, but somehow he wondered if this happiness would last.



Red vs Wolfe Ch. 05



They both had fallen asleep, not long, only an hour or so. It was Sasha who stirred first. She was a little disorientated. It took her mind some time to adjust and recall where she currently was. Once she remembered, a smile curved on her lips. She'd taken a chance, made a choice, and now she was truly happy with it. She turned just a little in the arms of the man that brought her and looked up at him.

Her long fingers moved over his cheek, down his neck. She was absorbed in touching him, feeling his skin so warm beneath her hands. She laid her hand over his heart and felt it beating, along with the rise and fall of his chest. No man had ever made her feel this way, her Ehrik was special.

"Enjoying yourself?" he said in a rough voice.

"I thought you were sleeping," she replied.

"How could I sleep with such a beautiful woman touching me?" he asked her as he ran his fingers through her hair.

Sasha blushed, his words warming her pale cheeks. She had never had someone's words touch her the way his did. She was feeling things with Ehrik that she had never felt before. Deep inside she had a feeling that he could possibly be the one, even though they knew each other for only about twenty four hours. 

"What are you thinking about, Sasha?" he asked her.

"I'm wondering about us. How this will work? I'm also curious about you. What it all means to be what you are? It's so knew to me. I mean I've seen movies but you said it wasn't like that. You can't blame me for being curious," she told him.

"Your mind has to be working overtime then. How about we start slow, at the beginning?" he told her, running a finger over her cheek.

Sasha nodded; it was what she really wanted. She thought it would help her to understand him. That was the one thing she wanted most; plus it would prove to her that he trusted her. Trust was most important in starting up any relationship. She laid her head back on his chest and began to listen as he told her his story.

"I've lived a long time, Sasha. It's been over two hundred years that I've wandered the city streets. My father was the Alpha of this pack. About twenty five years ago, he got sick. It is a natural thing of my kind to age but it is just slower than yours. We don't usually get sick but a poison was given to him and there was no way we could stop it. He died and only asked that I take care of our people. I took over then, became the Alpha," he looked down at her and saw that there were tears in her eyes.

"You cry for me, Sasha?" he asked her.

"I understand loss, Ehrik and what it can do to you," she told him.

He looked away then, his emotions evident on his face, for whatever reason he felt a need to hide them. Alphas didn't get this emotional, he'd been told. It would only play against him.

"You don't have to hide your pain from me. I've gone through my own and understand it," Sasha told him.

Ehrik smiled then turning to her. She was right after all. He didn't need to hide from her. "We found out who had poisoned him but could not find him to punish him. To this day, I still have that need to avenge what happened. I promised myself I would find him. Now that the pack has accepted me they are looking for me to find my mate, the one that will bring me the peace I need. As Were I can smell things more clearly -- the scent on your skin, the soft jasmine and vanilla that you use and a hint of something else, unique to you. I can also scent my mate. Last night in the club I smelled you; I knew that you were it for me."

He waited, wanting to see her reaction. He needed to know how she felt, knowing that he wanted her for the rest of his life. Ehrik knew it was a gamble telling her but the truth was best in these things, he was finding out. He couldn't lie to her, ever.

"Mate," she whispered. 

She knew somehow that meant forever. She also knew he was waiting for something, a sign that she wasn't going to run from him. Yet she wasn't sure what she was thinking. Sasha had limited experience with men, very limited, yet with Ehrik everything just fell into place. She too had felt the connection between them. Before moving to New York she had a vision of him. Perhaps it was meant to be she thought, raising her eyes to meet his.

"I felt it, still feel that connection. I have to tell you Ehrik, before I met you I had some sort of vision. I've had those most of my life. Other than once before, none has shaken me as much. I saw you, and then I was pulled away from you. Seeing you last night in the club so soon after it was a shock but I think that we're supposed to be together," she said as she leaned up touching him.

"I'm so glad to hear you say that, Sasha. I can't believe how happy it makes me. I've wanted to hear that, to feel this for so long. So has my wolf," he smiled. 

She was a seer. It explained the power he felt inside her. His hand ran over her arm, down to her delicate fingers just before he leaned down to kiss her.

She stopped him with her hand. "Wait, I have to tell you something. I have my own story I think you should know first."

"It doesn't matter," he tried telling her.

"To me it does, Ehrik. I left California after my parents were killed. I saw what was going to happen. I knew that they wouldn't be coming back home. I tried to tell them, to get them to listen, but they never did. They were everything to me. I just let them go, let them die. It was ruled an accident; the car swerved off the road and hit a tree. I think there is more to it. In my vision I saw a dark man, dark hair, clothes and the most evil eyes. No one believed me. I came here to move past it but it always lingers," she said with tears falling down.

Ehrik took a Kleenex and dried her eyes. He felt her heartache and her belief in this dark man. He swore then that he would protect her. He believed in her and no one would ever hurt what was now his.

"It's okay. We'll find the answer together," he told her.

"There's more too. Not about my parents but me," she said swallowing. "Um, I've never been in a relationship like this. I've dated guys but nothing serious."

"I've never been with anyone like this either, Sasha. These feeling are new to me too," he told her.

"No, I don't think you understand. I've never been with anyone," she stopped, hoping he would understand.

"You're a virgin. That's what you're trying to tell me?" he asked.

She nodded and Ehrik was at a loss for words. He had never thought that his mate would still be innocent. He would be the only man to touch her. Her body was his alone. That made his wolf jump for joy. Ehrik smiled while letting his hand caress her cheek.

"Don't worry, love. I can't tell you how it makes me feel to know you are untouched. I guess you could say that it does something for my ego to know I'll be your first and last," he said, leaning in and kissing her.

His lips touched her softly, as if there was no pressure at all. It was slow and sensuous, the way his lips moved on her mouth. His tongue moved over her, silently asking her to part her perfect, pink lips. 

Her hands were on his legs, gripping him as the kiss turned deeper. Her chest rose and fell in a way she wasn't used to. The way his tongue was teasing her made her let a low mewling. Her lips parted and in that moment she felt the heat of his tongue devour her mouth. Sasha groaned at the contact. 

Ehrik heard her moans. It drove his desire to a new height. The kiss had started simply, one to ease her into what he felt. Instead it was turning into more; his need for her was taking over. If he wasn't careful he would scare her with the power of his need. Slowly he eased away from her, it was one, if not the hardest thing he'd ever done.

He let his eyes look over her face. Her lips were soft, swollen, and pouty from being thoroughly kissed by him. His hands had been in her fiery hair and caused it now to be a mess. He thought she would be only more beautiful if she was in his bed. 

"You are amazing," he told her.

She blushed, her head lowering just enough to make him reach up and pull her eyes back to him. Ehrik was so happy. He felt such true joy, the lasting kind. It was then that his phone rang. He looked over and saw on the caller ID that it was Viktor. Picking it up, he almost growled his hello into the receiver.

"We have a problem. Remember the scouting party you wanted sent? Well, I was about to send them when we received a package. It's from this wild pack. I had it sent to be cleared to be opened; the seers found nothing. I have to admit, it makes me nervous."

"I'll be down in a few minutes," was all Ehrik said as he hung up the phone.

He looked over at Sasha, his hand on hers. He didn't want to leave her but there were other things that needed his attention. All he really wanted to do was learn about her, spend time hearing her sweet voice. 

"I have to go. Something has come up and I must take care of it. Will you come to the club tonight?" he asked her.

"I understand. Yes I would love to, as long as you are there," she smiled.

"I will be, love," he said, walking with her to the elevator.

It was a quiet ride down; both holding each other's hand. The time they spent together had been too short. The doors opened and Sasha turned; she pressed a soft, sweet, and completely innocent kiss on his lips. That kiss made Ehrik's head spin. Before he could respond though, it ended and she was pulling away.

"See you tonight, Ehrik," she said as she backed out of the elevator.

He watched as she walked away. He noted the soft sway of her hips. His hands itched to caress her skin and her long legs that seemed to never end. His body was already hard, thinking about how it would feel to her legs wrapped around his head as he brought her to pleasure over and over with his mouth. He was craving the taste of her.

Slowly the doors closed and the elevator continued down into the lower levels. This is where secrets were kept. He walked down the long semi light corridors to the main set of lab rooms. There he found Viktor and Cassie. Both were studying the "package".

"So this is it?" he asked.

"Yes, Ehrik. It's been cleared but there are only instructions that the Alpha open it. Both Viktor and I are nervous," Cassie said.

"I'll be careful," was all he said and moved to the box to begin opening it.

He was protected by a large unbreakable plastic. His hand fit into enforced gloves and began to open it. There was a photo. He lifted it higher to look at it; he saw his mother and father along with two boys. He believed that he'd been an only child. After laying it down he found a locket; he remembered it was his mother's. Inside was a picture of him and another boy. He looked older but not much older then himself. The last thing left was a letter. Ehrik opened it, shook it and found nothing wrong, so he took it out of the protective case to read.

Dearest Brother,

 Yes, I did say brother. Mom and Dad were hell bent on keeping us apart. It seems I was wilder then they liked. I also found I had more power then they cared to admit. Once you were born I was hidden away, kept in a locked room, never to have contact with you. Soon after that photo was taken, I was moved off to a sanctuary to be raised. Our parents named me Conner but when I was shipped off, it was changed. I'm now Draiden. When I was old enough I ran from there. I found Mom; she said it wasn't what she wanted, to have me sent away. She gave me the locket. Now though, I want more. With Dad gone I plan on challenging you for what is mine. This clan and my pack, they'll become one. Don't worry about your mate either; I'll take good care of her.

D

A brother! Ehrik was floored. He had never known he had a brother. It seemed now though that he was destined to meet him. It wasn't good and somehow he knew about Sasha. He needed to keep her safe, under his guard. He'd tell her tonight. Right now though he needed to find out all he could about his mysterious big brother.

To be continued.

A huge thank you to FernieLyn for the beta read. Take a few minutes and read her stories. I have a feeling you might like them. Also I've read the comments about the chapter's being longer. I decided that with my next chapter to make them longer. I am working on it now and hope to have it up soon.

As always, thank you for reading. Your votes and comments are welcome. 



Red vs Wolfe Ch. 06



Sasha made her way through the city streets as she decided to pick up something new to wear that night. The lingerie she already had, even though she'd never dressed for anyone. She would know and the anticipation of what was to come was arousing her virgin body.

As she walked through several boutiques she couldn't help but smile. Her mind thought about what she was experiencing. Her feelings were all in a mix and jumble. She knew she loved him; she didn't doubt it. It was all this other stuff. Mates for one thing, the forever kind, which was totally new for her. 

It seemed to hit her then. She wouldn't live her life with him forever. She would grow old and Ehrik would watch her fade away. It was upsetting. Sasha wondered if there was a way she could become like him. She'd end up as something different, though. She wanted to know if she'd be the same girl, the same woman he loved.

Tonight she'd ask him. There was a need in her to know. No way, she thought, could die on him she thought, as she walked into another store. The woman didn't offer to help so she just looked around. 

While glancing around she found this black dress. It was short, with a slit up the side. The neckline was low, a deep V. She instantly fell in love with it. Walking over to it, she let her long fingers run over the fabric. There was softness to the fabric, a smooth and silkiness that would feel incredible against her pale skin. Instantly she knew this was it.

Sasha took it to the register and paid for it. She didn't bother trying it on, something told her it would fit to perfection. Besides, it was going to be late soon and she had to get herself ready.

Reaching her car, she stopped for a moment; there was something strange about the air around her. She couldn't explain the feeling but it was strong; the air was charged with power. There was no breeze, just this electric feeling. Her keys she held close to herself as she opened the door. Her slender fingers remained on the on the mace in the keychain she held. She didn't hesitate to slip into the car and lock the doors quickly. After speeding away, Sasha let out a deep sigh. She didn't know what it was but she was sure she was being watched.

***

Hour after hour Ehrik spent looking through the archives. He had almost lost hope at finding out anything when he stumbled across parchment that mentioned the first birth. It told of the Alpha's first child, how strong his power seemed to be. Everyone in the clan was worried, shaken with him as a child.

As he read the barely visible ink he found Conner mentioned as a monster, a beast full of pure power that couldn't be controlled. His parents tried, wanting to help their son, but nothing seemed to work. There was no help. As it went on, Ehrik learned that when his parents gave him life they planned on sending Conner away. He was to be raised where he would do no harm and cause no pain or embarrassment to his people.

Ehrik couldn't believe it. He was shocked to find it to be true. Why would his parents just leave their flesh and blood? Throw away their child? It was inconceivable to him. It was not the people he had grown up loving, cherishing. Something had to have been wrong. He saw listed a name of a woman, he wrote it down. She was the one that took Conner/Draiden in. She would have answers.

As he walked into his office he was deep in thought. He didn't notice that he had walked right past Viktor. His mind so lost in the knowledge he learned in the past few hours. Plus with the fact he had found his mate, he just couldn't concentrate.

"Ehrik, everything okay?" Vik said.

"I'm not sure. I need to have you do some looking for me. You know I trust you with my very life. This is important. The package was sent from my brother," he told Viktor.

"Brother, I didn't know that you had one. I take it from the way you reacted that you had no idea either," Vik said, shocked. 

"No, I never knew. Now though he threatens our clan and my mate. I can't have that, now that I've just found her. I need you to visit this woman and find out what she knows about Conner/Draiden. From what I've read he had his name changed," he said as he wrote the name down and handed it to his friend.

"I'll do whatever I can. Speaking of your mate, how are things now that she knows what you are?" Viktor questioned.

"Sasha seems to be taking it all in stride. The woman is very accepting. I knew inside, deep in her heart, it would be okay. She is supposed to come back tonight. I have to tell her about this," Ehrik said as he walked over to the winder in his office. 

The sun had set and soon the club would once again be full of life. He felt heavy, in his mind and in his heart. He wanted to be happy, to let everyone know that his heart had finally found its home but there was such a feeling of dread that he felt. There would be darkness before the storm was fully over.

"I'm sure she will accept this as well. You are her mate, she will understand. I'll leave you now and set to work on this information for you," Vik said leaving the room in silence.

What are you planning, brother Ehrik thought...

***

Sasha drove home fast; she hated it when that feeling came over her. It was that spooky hair on the back of the neck, goosbump, something's going to happen feeling. She got to the house and found that the girls weren't home. After locking every door and window, she went upstairs to get herself ready. The water ran hot and steam filled up the bathroom. Sasha began to undress, leaving her clothes in a pile at her feet. She had turned the radio on and could hear the strains of Otis Redding filtering into the bath as she stepped in. 

She began to sing along to the song. It was one of her favorites and now it reminded her of Ehrik. She wanted to be in his arms. The idea of him holding her close, protecting her, loving her, was wonderful. She swayed and moved as she washed her body with the smell of sweet vanilla.

Her hands moved over her body, following each curve. As a child she hadn't ever blossomed. It wasn't till she was older that she grew into her body. Now she turned heads but never seemed to take notice. There was only one man now that would ever see her like this.

She rinsed the soap from her body using the handheld shower head. The way the water hit her body made her crave more contact. Sasha's head filled was with thoughts of Ehrik, and the way he kissed. She'd never been so over come with a need. Now the water was beginning that over again.

She wanted to take the edge off, to have her release before she was to meet with him. Otherwise she would want to take him right then and there. Taking the showerhead she let the water pelt through her body, running over her hard nipples. They were the perfect size, petite and so aching to be nibbled. The soft pink color darkened as she let the water hit them.

Bringing up her hand, letting it move over her wet soft skin. Her fingers rolled over those same nipples, drawing them out even farther. So sensitive her body was she felt like she was going to fly apart from the contact. She let her hand slip lower, between the smooth, soft mound between her legs. Her fingers began to lightly brush, slowly rubbing, opening her body up. The showerhead fell to the floor. It lay forgotten as she pictured Ehrik. She imagined him watching her, looking at her as her fingers slowly slipped inside. 

Her fingers teased, ever so slowly moving. Her thumb lightly stroked her clit. The pleasure was already building as she imagined his eyes on her. She rubbed harder, her fingers moving faster inside her tight slit. Her release was so close. She could hear his voice whispering to her, to let go, to fly apart as he watched.

Her voice faltering, she cried out as her orgasm claimed her body. It was strong; she leaned against the shower wall, her body lost in sensation. Everything was a haze, a sexual blur. Sasha leaned against the cool shower, catching her breath. 

She'd never come apart like that before. She knew the cause for her sweet release. Him, the one it seemed she was destined to be with. Letting out a sigh, she finished her shower. She took the soft, fluffy white towel and began to dry her body. She was slow and methodical, removing every droplet. 

Sasha walked into her room and began her routine. First, she lotioned up her body with the sweet smell of warm vanilla. Then she slipped into the smallest pair of lace panties. There obviously wasn't much left to the imagination in them but she knew they would serve their purpose.

There was no need for a bra with the way the black dress was cut. So before she slipped it on she dried her red hair, straightening it as she went. She knew she would wear it down, framing her face. She added only the slightest foundation and blush. 

The dressed slipped down over her body. She was right, the fabric against her skin felt incredible. Nothing ever like it had touched her before, she was sure. Sasha let her hands move down her body, enjoying the feeling of silk dress. Her nipples hardened as she moved. This dressed was certainly made for seduction.

He'll just love it, she thought to herself.

Slipping into her heels she went down and wrote a note to her friends. Sasha knew they would meet her there but she also didn't want them to worry. Her friends were like that.

 Girls, I've headed off to Ehrik's club. He and I did a lot of talking today. Everything is out in the open now and I understand. I'll see you two there. Red

***

Ehrik had left the window he was standing by, trying to clear his thoughts. He knew that in time he'd find out just what his brother was planning. Tonight though Sasha would be here, would be with him. He had missed her the few short hours they had been apart. Her scent was starting to slip away and the beast in him didn't like that. He went to his room and showered quickly. 

As he was dressing, he felt a pull. It had to be Sasha. All he could feel was a deep need, an ache that she was feeling that begged to be filled. It was almost as if he could see her, she was so wet in his mind. Dripping with water in a shower, he wanted nothing more than to join her, to lick each droplet from her body and then lick her, taste her.

He saw her fingers moving, teasing and tempting him as his cock remained excruciatingly hard. He began stroking himself in time with the movements he was seeing. He was so close, hell; he had been since she first appeared in his life. His hand moved steadily, pumping his length, picturing it was her hand, her warm heat around him.

Ehrik whispered for her to let go, to fly apart. It was like she could hear him as he watched her orgasm. It was the most beautiful thing. She was even more beautiful in the throes of such pleasure. It was his last thought as strand after strand of his cum was released onto the shower floor. He groaned, leaning back on the wall. 

You are mine tonight Sasha, he said aloud before dressing himself all in black.

He went downstairs anxious to see her, to talk with her. He had to let her know about his brother and the drama he was going to face. Seeing as though she was his mate, it would involve her too. Hell, it involved his entire clan but that would be later, once he knew more. He hoped that Viktor would have some answers for him. He had to know more before an alert would go out.

He was lost in thought when he saw her. It took a minute for Ehrik to remember to breathe. She looked amazing. He could see the other men, even the other women, looking at her beauty. Her scent reached him before she did and the beast inside cried out in happiness.

"You look amazing," he whispered before his lips found hers.

The kiss went straight to her head. It was full of passion and pent up desire. Sasha wasn't one for dramatics, but this kiss was like one in the movies. Her knee bent, her foot kicked up. She was in heaven.

It was bliss to have her in his arms again. She was so perfect there, perfect for him. She soothed him without a single word. Soon though they felt all the eyes on them and the kiss ended. Their foreheads rested together as they caught their breath.

"I missed you too, Ehrik," she smiled.

Missed seemed to be an understatement but he let it go. He knew she was already dealing with so much. The truth about what he was, the beast he kept so closely in check. He didn't want to scare her anymore. Ehrik was simply happy to have her beside him.

"Come let's go have a drink," he smiled as his arm wrapped around her waist as they walked.

"How was your afternoon?" he asked her.

"I went shopping," she smiled. "It was nice to buy a few new things for myself. I did get this really strange feeling of being followed as I left the mall."

Instantly that sent his senses on high. Was his brother already planning something? He said he would take her. Ehrik couldn't imagine letting go of Sasha when he had just found her. He'd just keep her with him, that was it. 

"Does that happen to you often?" he asked.

"That's what kind of messed with my head, whenever that has happened something has always followed. It's not a good something either," she said looking into Ehrik's eyes as the reached the bar. "Should I be worried?"

"I didn't want to lay it all out now here, but my brother is coming!" 

"Brother?"

"That was the package from earlier. I never knew about him. He's angry and believes it's my fault. I've got men searching, looking for more information but I've got nothing yet. He also threatened you, Sasha. He told me he'd have you. I won't let it happen. I promise to keep you safe but you need to stay here, with me."

The bartender brought over drinks. Ehrik took a sip, hoping that the woman next to him wouldn't walk away. He couldn't handle having his heart ripped out. Her love would be his saving grace. Taking it away would surely kill him.

"Stay with you," she nearly whispered. Her head was swimming with thoughts. He wanted her. He needed to protect her. She needed to live there. That fact blew her away more then anything else.

He was worried. Ehrik wanted to creep into her mind and know exactly what she was thinking. It would ease some of the doubt that was starting to grow within him. He was it was too much, too soon for her to handle. Sasha had mentioned being followed though he had no choice other than to tell her.

"I'll stay," she told him.

He shook his head, wanting to be sure he heard her correctly. She had said she would stay, didn't she? He looked into her eyes and saw the answer there. She really wanted to be with him. That simple fact made him and his beast happy.

Taking her hand in his, he brought it to his lips. He kissed her palm, inhaling her sweet scent. The warmth, the smell of vanilla - it was burned into his senses. It would always be her smell. Drawing her arms around his neck, he lowered his lips once again, claiming her.

The kiss was slow, their tongues flicking, touching, playful in their exploration. Her hands lingered at his nick, toying with his hair. His hands ran over her back, holding her to him, pressing her soft body against his. There was no doubt left that he wanted her, she could easily feel it.

"I want you, Sasha. I need you," he whispered as he nipped playfully on her ear.

She moaned in return and let her head fall back. They were both unaware of the crowd watching them. It wasn't until Viktor's voice was heard that they stopped for a breath of air.

"There's a problem," Viktor spoke in that serious tone Ehrik had come to dislike.

"What's happened?" Sasha said, somehow knowing it was bad.

"There was an accident. Your friends were in a car accident," he said.

As he spoke the words, Sasha's legs gave out from under her. Ehrik was holding on to her as she began crying. He felt helpless and yet there was a rage in him. He wanted to protect her from this hurt.

"What happened?" Ehrik asked.

"Something ran in front of the car. Marti was driving and swerved to miss it. The car rolled three times before stopping. Jeanie wasn't wearing her seatbelt and got thrown from car. She's pretty banged up. They are at St. Peter's Hospital," Viktor told his Alpha.

"Have a car brought around," was all Ehrik said.

He was worried that this was the handy work of his own flesh and blood. He'd send Viktor out to the sight to see if anything could be found, if there were details that the police would never think to look at. Right now though, he needed to be there for his mate.

So sorry for the delay. I've not been feeling to well as of late but finally had some time to work on the story. I haven't forgotten. Also a huge thank you to FernieLyn for the beta read! Enjoy the story!



Red vs Wolfe Ch. 07



They left the club quickly, Sasha more distraught as time pasted by. Ehrik held her close and could feel her soft body shake with tears. It was tearing him apart. He wanted to protect her and now it seemed he couldn't even do that. In his mind he saw them happy and loving, yet the reality was that it would take time before it could happen.

"Shhh baby. It will be okay," he whispered in her ear as they finally reached the hospital.

Marti was sitting outside Jeanie's room when she saw Sasha. She got up and ran toward her. The two women hugged. Tears fell from both their eyes. Sasha pulled back and looked her friend over. She wanted to make sure her friend was okay, that she was going to be alright.

"How are you?" questioned Sasha.

"I'm okay, just a few bumps and bruises. I'm more worried about Jeanie. They have her hooked up to all these machines," Marti said as she began to cry.

"I'm going to go see her and talk to the doctors," Sasha said taking Ehrik's hand in hers.

Once in the room she nearly lost it again. Her friend's body was almost unrecognizable. There were tubs coming out of her, monitors hooked up to her. Her body was swollen. Sasha let out a soft sigh and held back any more tears that would fall.

"Are a friend of Miss Walter's?" asked a doctor that walked in.

"I am. I live with her. I'm Sasha Redgrave," she said holding on to Ehrik's hand, squeezing it.

"She's in a comma right now Miss Redgrave. He body had a lot of internal bleeding. She fell into shock and the comma is a result. I'm afraid I don't know how long she'll be in it but her body will recover. It will just take time," the doctor said.

"Can she hear me if I talk to her?" Sasha asked.

"Some say that yes a comma victim can hear their visitors. I don't believe it would hurt if you talked with her at all," said the doctor.

Sasha sat down on the chair closest to the bed and took her friends hand. Ehrik was directly behind her. He watched as Sasha's heart poured forth. The depth of her caring was something he had only hoped for in a mate.

"Hey there girl, it's Sasha. I 'm here at the hospital, Ehrik's with me. You were in an accident today. I don't really know what happened to you and Marti. She doesn't remember too much. I need you to make it through. I can't loose you too. Not after what happen with my parents," she said chocking back the tears.

She was quiet for awhile just sitting there, looking at her friend. She wanted to be positive, to try and find some bright side but she couldn't. Even finding Ehrik didn't see to make anything better. She couldn't loose her friend. Not now, not when things were turning around.

"I'm going to talk to Marti, Sasha," Ehrik said and watched as his mate just nodded.

He left the room quietly not to disturb her. He wanted to know if anything caused the accident. Something deep inside him told him his brother had caused this and that it was only the beginning. He didn't want to believe but there it was, weighing on his mind.

"Marti, can I sit with you?" he asked.

"Sure," she nearly whispered.



"I want to ask you a few things, about the accident. It really has Sasha shaken up. Is that okay," he said not wanting to jump into it but ease her mind into remembering.

"I don't remember much. It was already dark. There was a fog, kind of unusual for this time of year but it was there. I slowed down, took the turn carefully but something jumped out. Something big," she said looking into his eyes.

He saw that she was nervous; the knowledge of whatever had jumped out truly scared her. "Do you recall anything about it? What it might have been?" he questioned her.

"Like I said it was dark. It was furry and large. It did the strangest thing as it passed by. I swear it howled. Like a wolf of dog or something," she said looking at her hands.

"I believe you Marti. Thank you for telling me. I want to help you all in any way I can," he said.

She nodded and watched as Jeanie's door opened and Sasha came out. Ehrik looked up at her tear streaked face and stood, taking her in his arms. It was time them went back to his building. He took Sasha and Marti home, getting them set up quickly in room. Sasha of course stayed with him. Right now he wouldn't let her out of his sight.

"I hope you don't mind. I need you near me now," he told and she smiled in answer.

She lay down on his bed, letting her eyes fall before falling into a deep sleep. She was tired, worn down from the disturbing day. He didn't make any move to stop her. Instead he moved to his balcony and opened the door. Ehrik pulled out his phone and called Viktor.

"What have you found?" he didn't hesitate to ask.

"Not too much," Vik told him and Ehrik let out a deep sigh. "We did manage to find something though. I don't think it's a good thing."

"What is it? We have to handle this quickly," Ehrik told him.

"It's hair. Well more like fur. Were fur," Viktor said.

Ehrik's head swam with questions. Deep inside, he had known. Now he was positive that it had to be his brother. His hand gripped the steel rail he was holding, his hand holding tighter threatening to bend it. This needed to stop.

"Bring back a sample and have Cassie take a look at it. Let me know what she says. I want it compared with mine," he said with strain in his voice.

"You think," Viktor spoke.

"I have a bad feeling," Ehrik said and closed his phone. He waited a moment before going back inside. He wanted the wind to help carry away his frustration before heading back to his mate. He could feel her pull, her mind. It was filled with worry and sadness. He needed to help her, to ease it. 

Walking back into his room, now their room, he had to smile. Sasha looked perfect in his bed. She belonged there. He took off his shoes and slid in next to her warm body.

Sasha rolled toward him, her face very near his. Her hand moved higher resting on him, his face. The coolness from outside still evident on his skin as she ran her fingers along his cheek. She was so worn from today. She realized how much she loved the man in front of her and yet there was such sadness in her heart for her friend. 

How could she be happy when Marti was hurt?

"It will be okay my heart," Ehrik told her on a whisper.

He felt her shudder, only there were no tears, only relief from her. She had been so worried, so afraid. Somehow just those words struck her and she knew she'd be okay. He could feel it radiating from her as she let go completely. 

Sasha looked into his eyes, seeming to search for something. Whatever it happened to be she found and pressed her lips to his. It was a soft, sweet kiss. Ehrik could taste the innocence of it and it called to his wolf. He wanted more from her. He wanted to ease her pain, to bring her nothing but true joy.

He could feel her long, lean, slender fingers on his cheek. His skin burned with her small touch. His eyes, so blue, piercingly so, were heated by being so close to her, bore into her emerald depths. Taking in a deep, lasting breath, he inhaled her scent.

"So beautiful," he whispered just before his lips slid over hers.

The taste, her taste, was sweet and warm. Kissing her was like coming home. Sasha was everything pure, sweet, and innocent. Being around her was like gaining a piece of that. Now tasting her, filling his hands with her beauty only made it more so. Ehrik couldn't seem to get enough.

His lips opened, coaxing hers to do the same. He ran his tongue over her bottom lip and then sucked it into his mouth. He heard and felt her gasp. That sound was like a bolt of lightening to his cock. He didn't think it was possible but he wanted her even more.

His wolf, his animal, was growling inside, begging to be let loose. Ehrik could tell it wanted to taste her. No wait, that wasn't right, it wanted to devour her. He'd been so starved for his mate that he was full of need. He was close to giving in, letting his primal side have its way. This time though, it wasn't right. He wanted only to give her pleasure, to please her.

Lips moved, tasted, tempted beyond belief. Sasha's hand had moved, making its way to the back of his neck. She was lost in the feel of his hair as it moved through her fingers. It was so soft, like fine silk. Ehrik groaned deep in his throat at the contact. Her touch was delicate. It nearly drove him insane with desire.

His hands then moved down over her shoulders, the straps slipping down over her soft shoulders, baring fresh skin to his heated gaze. He couldn't keep from kissing her, letting his touch dance with hers, thrusting in and out, mimicking what his cock was aching to do.

His lips left hers making her moan out at the loss but Ehrik whispered shhh as he made his way lower. The skin he just bared calling to him. His lips moved, leaving soft kisses of devotion on her body. He pulled the fabric lower, the straps trapping her arm to her sides.

Her breasts now free from the fabric. He only stared, so perfect she was. Her body pale against his dark sheet. The way her chest rose in fell in her arousal. Her nipples puckered at the cool air. Breasts that were just the right size, they fit in his palm perfectly as finally he cupped them.

"Yes," Sasha hissed out.

That sound, that word urged him on. He moved lower on her body, his tongue running over her soft flesh. He looked up at her just before flicking her nipple. He felt her reaction, he body tighten and her hands clenching the sheets. She's so sensitive he thought.

He licked then around her left nipple, bathing the skin. He loved watching the way her body tightened, responding for him. Her right hand rubbed and rolled her other nipple, offering two different sensations to her body. Finally, to a thankful Sasha, his mouth closed over her.

Her hands gripped the sheets, her back arching. She felt as though she were burning alive. His tongue bathed her hardened nipple. It was something she had never experienced. He knew it too and continued to lavish attention on her soft skin.

Sasha's hands clenched the sheets tighter with each moment that passed. Ehrik's tongue, his lips, all drove her into such distraction. Nothing had ever felt this. No touch from anyone, limited as they were, had ever stirred like this. His mouth was warm, like fire on her cool pale skin. Her desire flared her nipple so sensitive under caress.

"Ehrik, please," she trailed off; not knowing really what it was that she wanted.

Ehrik heard her cry, it pulled at him, made him want her even more. Her nipples were hard peaks, his fingers playing her just as deliciously as his tongue. His silver eyes looked up and watched her. He saw the need so evident in her eyes and face. She was beautiful like this he thought. He also knew she would burn him alive. That would be a sweet agony he'd enjoy bearing.

He began kissing a path down her taunt stomach. He felt her responding under his torturous tongue. She was more responsive then he could have ever imagined. Her dress pooled around her hips and he smiled silently asking her to lift her hips so he could pull it down. She was left only in the cutest of panties. He savoured the sight. Most of his type had a photographic memory and he knew he'd never forget this moment.

She looked like a queen as she lay there on his bed. Her eyes full of passion. He could barely contain his beast. He wanted to be inside her, so deep. Now wasn't the time though. She needed his love and he would make sure she got it. He moved to the bed, still clothed, and Sasha gave him a strange look. She had expected him to undress. 

"Not now, this moment is just for you," he whispered on a breath.

She nodded even though she didn't really understand. She was a virgin and after all had only limited knowledge. Her boyfriends had often tried to be where Ehrik was but she had never felt right giving in.

His hands moved slowly up her thighs, caress her smooth soft skin. The air, he noticed, was filled her strong scent. It was beautiful. He wanted to have her all over his skin. As he began kissing up her inner thigh he rubbed his cheek against her warmth. He couldn't help but inhale deeply, his beast smiling.

Finally he reached her lace covered mound. Ehrik knew she was dripping. His sensitive nose would forever smell it and know. He loved that. She would have him running to her whenever she was aroused. He grinned with that knowledge. He had waiting so long for that to happen.

Ehrik looked up, gave her that little wolfish grin and kissed her through the lace of her panties. Such a dainty scrap of fabric to cover such a lovely place he thought. Slowly and carefully he moved them down, he had plans to keep those panties. 

Sasha's legs were open, giving him entrance, their eyes looking at each other. Her need was so evident in her gaze. He took his time leaning forward, his breath hot against her soft skin. He heard her gasp and moan, all silent pleas for more. 

He couldn't wait either.

He ran has tongue along her folds, parting her. She glistened with her own sweet juices and he lapped at them like a starved man. His tongue flicked gently, moving close to her clit. He drew circles around her before nibbling. Her hips lifted, pressed against him more.

Her passion was amazing. He knew it would be strong and full. She after all was his mate. Even though a virgin he knew. She was perfect for him in every way. He began sucking, pulling her hood in his lips. She was writhing, her back arching and lifting. She was aflame and he was the cause of it. She was like a drug, his drug.

As he continued his torment, he filled her with one long finger and then another. He was stretching her, filling her, touching her where no one ever had. He was the only man to touch her there, to feel her tight sheath around his fingers. His cock jumped at the thought. He would be the first and only.

He felt that barrier, that soft membrane that had been waiting for him to breech. His beast howled for him to just do, to take what he had waited for so long. Ehrik couldn't do it; he calmed his beast as best he could, promised there would be time for that.

He curled his fingers up and began that thrusting, rubbing where she would feel it most. Her moans became pants. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her. Her body was so warm, so ready. He continued on, pressing, feeling her little body begin to tighten; moving closer to her release.

"Cum for me love. Let me so what no other man has," he whispered just before sucking hard on her clit.

She screamed his name on her lips. Just at the moment, he broke through her virgin barrier. He replaced his fingers with his tongue and let her juices flow. Her sweetness was like nothing he ever tasted, mixed with her blood as it was made him crazy.

It was difficult not to just open his pants and plunge into her. Instead he pressed a kiss into her mound, moved his large body next to her naked one and pulled her into his arms.

"I love you Ehrik," she said in the sweetest voice he'd ever heard before drifting off to sleep.

"I love you to my angel," he whispered in her hair.

***

"Time is upon us dear brother of mine," Draiden said as he looked out over the city. "It has been too long since I've been home but I'm coming. I'm coming with a vengeance. I've already begun taking things from you. You will know what it's like to have something and then to feel it stripped from you. This I promise you."

Draiden gripped the rail to the penthouse suite he was staying in. He lived a life of luxury now. It seemed like it was a lifetime ago that he had been locked away, hidden from his kind. His parents scared of him.

They had every right to be. He was dangerous. He was full of power that they hadn't understood. Nor had that wanted to try. He had found out though. Draiden had spent time in another land, with those like him. He harnessed his powers, controlling them. 

His brother should worry.

There was a time that Draiden would have cared but the moment for that was a lifetime ago. Now he was cold. He was heartless. He would seek his revenge and not care who was hurt in the process.

His brothers new found mate he'd take for himself. He would bed her, keep her as his own. Perhaps even let his brother see what he would do before killing him. Draiden's mind was warped. He doubted there was anyone in this world that could ever make him feel again.

Little did he know life would take one of those unexpected turns...

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Things have been very busy as of late. Getting sick, then moving really did a number on me. Here, though, is another chapter and a twist. I'll be sending off more soon. My mind is full of idea's. Mind you there is no editor on this chapter. I wanted to get it out since you have all been waiting.

Thanks for taking the time. Please vote. All feedback welcome.

Miss J



Red vs Wolfe Ch. 08



I want to say thank you to everyone who's reading the story and taking the time to comment. It does mean a lot to me. I've done my best in the editing department. I'm looking for a new editor so if anyone is feeling up to it sent me an email.

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~LMJ

***

Draiden continued watching the night as it played upon the city when there was a knock at his door. He turned away from the lights and walked inside. Already knowing who it was, he just opened the door. Taking the note from the outstretched hand, he closed the door. He moved to the nearest chair and sat down. He opened the note and let his eyes fall over the scrawled words.

It's done.

Simple enough words but yet words that made him very happy. Running his lean, long fingers through his short, crisp blonde hair, he sighed. It really had begun. He had wanted Ehrik to feel his presence without really doing anything. He had some of his pack scare her friends off the road. 

Sure, they were innocent in this but he needed to strike closest to his brother. Through his mate, he would just that. Seeing he pain would be too much for him. Draiden knew how the mating worked, how his brothers beast would react to seeing her hurting.

The women were just in the wrong place. Tossing the note in the nearby fireplace, he let out a howl. He began to undress, needing to run free. His kind needed freedom and the woods near the city would be perfect for that. He also needed to think before he put his next plan into action.

***

Sasha stretched out, her body surrounded by a warmth and heat. She turned to look, trying to remember just what happened and saw Ehrik lying with his eyes closed. It all came rushing back to her.

Her friends, the car accident, the way Ehrik touched her, how she cried out for him so wantonly. Yes, it all came back to her as she looked at him. He must have undressed and then lain with her. She could remember he had not sought his own pleasure, only telling it her it was her time. 

She had needed such comfort last night and he had given her that. Smiling she rested her hand on his shoulder, thinking about what he had done earlier in the night. Never had she thought giving her virginity would be such a beautiful thing. She had expected such pain but he had given her his love. Yet she wondered why he did not continue.

She was sure it had to be because of the night. He had not wanted to push, to take but only to give to her. Sasha pressed a kiss to his chest where she lay. He stirred, tightened his hold on her as his eyes slowly opened. 

"Hi," she whispered."

"My angel, my heart," he said just before kissing her lips.

The man was pure sweetness. When he kissed her, she melted. Her body felt him near, it was aware. She was so truly happy. She would never felt this connection with anyone else. Her hands found their way into his hair. Her body pressed against his, hips ground against his. She could not stop it; it was instinct.

Ehrik groaned; the woman had no idea what she was doing to him. The way her hips rolled, pressing against his length. She only needed to be near and he grew hard. This was driving him crazy. The way her body bent and flexed, somehow she knew what to do, what he needed from her.

"Yes, Agape," he moaned. He had not realized he had slipped into his native Greek tongue, called her his love. It was true though. He was whole with her and only her. Ehrik loved her.

"Agape," she questioned.

He took this time to hold her head in his hands. He spoke steady and true when he told her the meaning. She was his love. From that first moment, he saw it rang true. Tears formed in her eyes and Ehrik wiped them away.

"You cry?" he asked. 

Sasha nodded; she had no words for the gift he gave her. All that she could give him was herself, the gift of her body. He had broken that thin barrier last night but she was still untried, still virginal. She wanted to give him that; she needed to because she loved him.

Love, it was all around them as she moved her hip's in a way that set his blood on fire. She could feel his length against her stomach, pressing into her flesh. She moved again, beginning to ride him. He rubbed her in such the most erotic way, pressing against the slickness of her delicate folds.

"Sasha, what are you doing to me?" he whispered.

She found her voice then and told him just what she wanted to do. "I want to feel you inside me Ehrik. I want to be filled by you, to feel you moving so deep into me that I don't know where I end and you begin."

He nearly groaned. It was what he wanted and more important it was what his wolf deeply desired from her. He rolled them over so that she laid on her back, legs opened for you him to roll between. His body had never burned so brightly for anyone. 

"You're sure," he asked her, his pride demanding he do so. He did not want her to regret anything.

"I have never been surer of anything in my life. I love you Ehrik. I don't know the how or why of it but I love you," she said caressing his cheek.

His wolf howled its joy inside him making it difficult for him to remain in control. He managed and began moving slowly against her, rubbing her body with his. He wanted to have her scent on him and vice versa. Ehrik ground his length against Sasha's warm center. They both gasped, her hands clutching his body.

"You are so beautiful," he told her.

His lips found hers, kissing them fully. His tongue ran over her plump bottom lip before sliding in to taste her sweetness. They tasted each other, savouring the moment before passion grew. Ehrik moved lower, the wolf in him wanting a taste of her sweet breasts. 

Her perky nipples were already hardened from his rubbing and her arousal. That was potent enough to make want to drive into her. He paced himself. It would be her first time and he wanted it as near perfect as possible. He suckled, his tongue tracing circles around her hardened nub. He had yet to taste her nipple. He nibbled, biting playfully. Her back arched in invitation to taste her and he complied. Taking her nipple in is mouth, he sucked, a shot of pure pleasure racing through her.

"Oh my," she whimpered.

Ehrik did not stop his delicious torment. What she had started, he now took control of. He paid the same sweet homage to her other nipple. Sasha writhed below him, arching and clawing to get closer. Still he did not rush. He made his way to that perfect spot between her thighs. He nipped and bit the sensitive skin of her flesh. That talented tongue of his snaked out, ran up and down her silken folds. 

He waited, let his tongue just taste her before open her to his most intimate of kisses. The animal inside was aching to be let loose, to taste and devour the beauty before him. It grew harder and harder to keep it in check since they had yet to mate. This night would only be the first step; the marking would appear soon. Then there would be the words and her taking him. He longed for all of it. Ehrik shook his head as his mind came back to the here and now and the soft moans of his love.

His tongue began a slow, lazy M on her. He lightly flicked her clit as it came out from its hood. His tongue tasted her sweet dew and he drank as if a man starved for her. He could not help but latch on and begin to devour her. Sasha's hands moved to his hair, the back of his head. She was holding him against her. It made him grin wickedly as his fingers moved to her entrance.

There was no time wasted as he plunged into her heat. Her hips rose, meeting his fingers. He could tell how close she was to finding her release. He pushed against that little bundle of nerves and sucked hard on her clit, she screamed his name. He had never felt manlier. He wanted to beat his chest and howl in glory. Instead, he positioned his length between her wet thighs and entered her.

"So damn tight and hot," he told her.

He moved slowly as his cock filled her. Her body needed to accept him and that took time. As much as he wanted nothing more then to push in, he did not. She still clenched around him, bringing him closer to the edge. 

Sasha felt so full, so stretched. She wanted more. Her hips lifted and she locked her ankles around him. No matter how she tried to pull him in, he waited. It only aroused her further. 

She could feel every inch; it was a slow, agonising death that she would live for. He moved in more and she cried out. The pressure was intense. Then he moved his hand, he began to rub her sensitive little nub. She nearly lost it again as she cried out "Please". 

It was then he slid in fully. He could not wait and neither could she. Sasha felt as though she was being split in two. Ehrik was so large, so thick. His lips found hers then. The kiss laced with the desire for more. Her hands delved into black hair as their lip's moved. She had never dreamed there would be such a pure pleasure.

He moved, bringing his length nearly out of her warmth before filling her again. It was a slow and steady rhythm he created, at least until she began lifting her hips to meet him. His hands held on to her's, raising them above her head. His lips travelled down her neck, leaving a wet trail to her nipple. Ehrik sucked hard as he began thrusting faster. He could feel her pleasure mounting and he wanted to come apart with her.

"Ehrik, yes," she moaned, not sure of what she was asking for.

"You feel so tight, so perfect around me. The way your body holds me, you were made just for me Sasha," he told her.

She strained against him, riding out each movement until finally her breath caught. She felt him grow even larger just before she screamed his name. It was then something happened. There was a second orgasm as he released inside her. It felt as though he had latched high inside her, right into that sweet bundle of nerves that her writhing. 

Ehrik could not believe the sensation, the feeling of knotting her. He should have warned her. Yet she had not given him much of a chance and he had been too overcome with desire to say anything. He could only hope she did not think he was a monster. His eyes looked up her spent body, reaching her face he saw her eyes were closed.

"My love, did I hurt you?" he whispered.

She slowly turned her head, her eyes opened slowly. Then a sensually wicked grin crossed her lips just before her tongue licked them. Ehrik let out a purely male half groan and growl.

"In the best possible way," she told him as he let go of her hands.

"So I take it you approve," he winked at her.

"Oh yes I do, but you know we should keep trying to make sure," she said smiling.

He laughed; it was a deep, rich sound that left no doubt to his joy. He rolled over bringing Sasha with him. He was still locked inside and it would be a few moments before the knot would loosen. He thought this would be a good time to tell her.

"Sasha I need to tell you about the barb or knot," he said pushing her hair behind her ear as she rested on his chest. "It locks inside you making sure my seed takes root. It only happens with my true mate. I stay locked in you for a few moments after."

She smiled and was about to speak when they both felt a burning sensation. Each lifted their palms and saw the mating mark Sasha's eyes instantly flew to Ehrik's. He knew she was frightened and he wanted immediately to ease those fears. He pressed their hands together and smiled at her. 

"It's okay. It is the mark of my people, our mating mark. It will disappear once our ritual is complete," she told her.

"Ritual? What kind of ritual?" she ask hesitant.

"We truly bond together. There are vows we speak and you take me into you as our palms our pressed together. You have to bring my length into you. It shows you are accepting of me," he explained.

"What does this bonding do?" she questioned looking at the mark.

"You have twelve days to decide if you want to be my mate. Should you agree we perform the ritual and become mated. It means we can have children. I would never stray from Sasha. The mating does something to the men of my species. We only crave the affection of our mates. It's not often but isn't unheard of for a full human to be the mate of a Were," he spoke looking at her.

"Being human means I'll grown old Ehrik. How could I let you just watch me age. I couldn't," said Sasha shaking her head.

"We can change you. Give you my blood. That is another part of the ceremony. I had not mentioned it because I did not want to scare you. We can join life forces. Should one of us ever die so would the other. It can be done at the same time as the bonding ritual or later. I would bite you; you would bite me. Here on the shoulder," he said running his fingers over her collar bone, down her back. "You don't have to make any choice yet. You have time to think about it. I must tell you though, should you not bond with me I will be sterile."

"Ehrik no," she said on a gasp.

"Yes my heart. It is the way of our people. Do not worry though, I am sure you will like bonding to me," he said as he kissed her. His length was still inside her warmth.

"Oh Ehrik," she whispered into his mouth as he began moving. 

***

Draiden let his clothes fall from his frame and shifted. Like the others of his kind his wolf was not bigger then the average wolf. His fur was a rich black, deep and dark. His eyes were the only thing that shown brightly. They were a bright blue, brilliant like the ocean. Eyes that were crystal clear but hiding his deepest secrets within them.

He took off through the forest, running fast, feeling the wind hitting him. He could sense the other animals around him as they took cover. He ran until his mind was clear. It was only that he stopped. He had returned to the city and moved through it. His wolf let out a howl and sniffed the air. He smelled a woman.

His nose sniffing, his sense of smell overwhelmed with a familiar smell. Yet there was something new about it. He followed his nose, taking back alleys as not to be noticed. He stopped behind a large building. It was coming from there.

Draiden shifted back to human form. Walking to a nearby car and found a pair of running pants, sweater, and sneakers. As he walked to the back entrance, he noticed a small sign. 

New York City Hospital.



Red vs Wolfe Ch. 09



Thank you to everyone that took the time to read my stories. It means so much to me to have such good feedback that I can use to better my stories.

A huge thank you to Lady Falcon for helping in this chapter. She done a great job editing and contributing to make a better story. 

Now on to the next chapter. Enjoy!

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The previous evening made its way into morning. Sasha and Ehrik had spent their time wrapped in each other's arms. Sleep came in spurts as their bodies grew tired and needed recharging. Sasha had never thought that loosing her virginity would be so beautiful. He had taken her with such delicate passion and yet there had been wildness to it.

They had only made love twice but it was the most amazing moments of her life so far. She woke slowly in the mid afternoon. Her eyes opening to find him laying there next to her, his arms wrapped snugly around her body. His leg fitted over hers, keeping her close to him.

She just watched him, the rise and fall of his breath, so even. His dark hair looked even darker when the sun hit it. It was strange but then again there was a lot strange about everything that was going on now in her life. She let her head fall back against him and sighed. She was happy but her happiness was tainted with sadness. Her friends, her future, what would Ehrik's brother do to them.

***

The hospital, Draiden let his gaze fall over the sign. Why was he drawn there? He walked inside, his nose taking in another sniff. He bypassed the crowded visitor's station and headed for the stairs. This woman was close, his woman. He had not thought about a mate. He had been so consumed with his need to hunt down his brother that it had ursuped all other normal needs.

The fourth floor, she was here. He walked in quietly, looking as though he knew where he was going. His senses were on high alert as he passed by several doors. Finally, he found the room and the door was cracked. He stood near it savouring the natural scent that this woman made.

He read the nameplate. J. Walters. Who was this woman that was playing havoc with his body? He opened the door and slowly slipped into the room. The young girl lay with her eyes closed. Her chest rose and fell under the layers of blankets. There were tubes, many that were attached to her. He did not understand how a woman so fragile could be his mate. 

He found her chart sitting on a table and flipped it open. She was in a coma, had been since her admission to the hospital last night. Seems she had been in an accident. The thought crossed his mind that she could be a friend of his brother's mate but he did not believe fate could be that cruel.

A moan, barely audible came from the girl. It made Draiden want to howl. If he had done this, somehow put his own mate in danger he would not forgive himself. It was unexpected but it was what the fates had decreed. He could not argue. Moreover, she would give him back the light he had missed. He somehow knew that without really knowing her.

He had taken an instinctive step closer when she moaned and now reached out to untangle the hair wrapped around her oxygen tube. He could not believe how soft her hair was and slowly wrapped a lock around his finger. Letting just a claw shape from his hand, he sliced the lock off and brought it to his nose. He closed his eyes as he inhaled and stepped back from her bed.

"Your mine," he whispered to the room.

He left the room as quietly as he had entered it. Making his way out of the hospital, he decided another run was in order. His head was swimming with guilt, sorrow, and the need for a deep revenge. 

He shed the clothing he wore, his body shifting in almost zero pain. He ran, the wind moving through his fur. He only stopped once, near a river and let out a sorrowful howl as he lifted his paw and looked at the hair woven between his toes. He needed a new way to deal with his brother and he needed to find a way to his mate. She would be his salvation once he dealt with his revenge.

***

"Ehrik, wake up," Sasha whispered, her hands shaking him. 

"Mmmm, don't want to," he said, his hand cupping her firm butt.

"Seriously Ehrik, we can't make love the entire day," she said laughing.

"Oh yes we can. Now that I have had you, I crave you. Twice is not nearly enough." he told her.

Sasha blushed. It was adorable and aroused him even more; he started to pull her on top of him when his phone rang. Talk about timing, he thought, answering his cell phone. Ehrik rolled onto his back and began speaking in some language Sasha did not understand. She stood up and began walking to the bathroom. She could feel his eyes on her, watching her. She winked as she closed the bathroom door.

***

He wanted to follow her but the call was important. Viktor was telling him about the fur he had found last night. It was in fact Were, but not from Ehrik's line. A clan in the south had similar traits; it could have belonged to them. It did not make any sense as to why they would attack Jeanie and Marti. It had to be his brother.

He needed to go and look at the scene himself. Yet leaving his mate before the ceremony was performed did not sit well with him. He wanted her to be safe. He needed that. Loosing her now would destroy all that he was.

He told Vik that he would be down and that together they would go to the location. Sasha would stay at his place. She would be fine there. No one would touch her and he could make sure Cassie was nearby.

First, though there was a shower that she might need help with. He dearly hoped Sasha would let him help.

***

Draiden made his way back up to his rooms carefully tucking her hair into a small pouch hanging from his desk lamp. His mind was still uneasy after finding the girl. He still was not sure she was part of the incident. He knew he had to make sure, before he continued his torment. His blue eyes glanced at the file he kept. He wanted to look, to know the truth even though he felt it.

Sure, in his years he had grown hard. His light had long died out. His need to hurt his brother had been the only thought in his mind. Now though, just this suddenly and unexpectedly it changed. He wanted his revenge but he would be more careful on exacting it.

He slipped the pouch over his head and under his shirt as his hand moved over the folder. He opened it and flipped through the various pages that spoke of his brother. Finally, the information he was hoping for followed. His brothers mate, Sasha Redgrave. The tale of her parents, how they passed away. It noted when she moved and then made mention of her friends. He had barely skimmed this information when planning the attack now he read it more intensely and with dread. A Martine "Marti" Ryan and a Jeanie Walters were her known friends.

He had hurt his mate.

It angered him. There was a pain deep inside of him. Had he only known he would have made other plans; extracted his revenge in a different way. His mate was the one woman he could never hurt. No matter his need for revenge, he was steadfast in this.

"Damn," he whispered to himself.

He had to make her better. As it was now she was still asleep. He would make some careful inquiries regarding her injuries. His eyes rested on the photo of the woman. Her beauty, to most would be average but to him she was perfection. Her smile made him stop breathing for a moment. This was all from a photo. 

He took out his phone and made a call. He was quick and swift in his words. There were other ways to get to his brother. Sasha would have to be taken. He would formulate a plan. As it was now Draiden only wanted her followed and watched. He would learn her routine and then snatch her up.

***

"Ehrik you cannot be in here," Sasha said trying to cover herself. 

"You know we just spent several hours together. I know every curve of your perfect body Sasha," he whispered in her ear before nipping it.

"It's daylight though," she said shivering and blushing.

"Your point is what my love. I want to see you bathed in the sunlight. I want no part of you ever hidden from me. When I look at you I want you to know that I am thinking about what's under your clothes," he told her grinning wickedly.

"You say that just to get a rise out of me," she said as her hands trailed over his chest.

"As long as you do something about the rise you give me," he said as his hand closed over her left breast, rolling her nipple.

Sasha laughed; she could not help it. He was so perfect for her. Soon the laughter stopped and the soft moans and panting began. Her body responded to the torment. In such a short time he new which buttons to push, what touch heated her blood to boiling. She wanted to know him that way.

She pushed him against the cool shower wall and let her hands run over his chest. The sparse hair that covered it teased her fingers. Up and down, she ran her hands, the muscles of his abdomen flexing as she did. Then she pressed soft little kisses over where she had just touched. She heard him moan softly, Sasha knew then she was on the right path.

Her hand closed over his length first. He was not overly large, at least she guessed, her experience being what it was. It did not matter though Ehrik fit her perfectly. She slowly stroked from base to tip. She watched his face as water fell over them. He was a beautiful man and even more so when he was at her mercy. 

Bending forward she let her tongue flick out against the tip of his heated shaft. The contact was electric. The pool of salty sweet precum waited for her there. She had never tasted a man so sweet. He was her first. She then licked all the way down his length, then around and back to the tip. Finally, her mouth closed over him.

"So sweet," he murmured as his hand found her hair, guiding her.

She felt his hips begin moving and Sasha opened her mouth more and relaxed her jaw so his strokes would easily slip in and out. Her tongue toyed and played with the underside of his cock until he ground out that it was too much. He was at that moment; Sasha's hands went around his hips, holding her to him. His release was hard and full. Most of his seed slipping down her throat but some remained on her tongue and she savoured that. "My heart," he whispered pulling her up and kissing her.

No other woman had ever meant so much to him. He wanted to show her, to please her. That moment was cut short, as there was a loud knock on the door. The kiss stopped abruptly, their eyes locked on one another. 

"Damn it," he whispered as he left her quickly to answer it. He looked back once just to remember this moment. His mate was so beautiful, so perfect there wet and waiting for him.

"What," he growled throwing open the door.

"Ehrik, it is Jeanie. She has just woken up and is asking for you and Sasha. She remembers something," Viktor said looking his Alpha over noticing the state of his undress. "I will have the car ready in ten," he said walking back to the elevator.

Ehrik stood there for a moment. What would Jeanie remember? What new information would she have to this strange puzzle? As he walked back to his mate, he wondered how things would change in the next half hour. 

***

Draiden had set up to have Sasha followed. His people would stay out of sight. He knew that his brother would be able to sense a tail so he told the men to keep far back. It was a risk but he had no other choice. He could no longer put his mate in jeopardy.

The moan she had made when he was with her slipped into his mind. He had been hearing it over and over. It haunted him; there was no escape. He did not deserve to escape from that. Yes, it was unknown at the time but had he not been so caught up in his plot of revenge he would have felt her close. 

"I am sorry my mate," he whispered into the air, hoping it would be carried to her.

Deciding to make his apartments more female friendly, Draiden called on a few of the females in his pack. True they were rougher then his Jeanie but they could help him. His rooms were dark, dismal. He needed to brighten them they suggested. More color would help, perhaps some reds and whites. The women were told to go buy what was needed while he sat and thought of how his life was changing. His dream of revenge, the fact of his mate being here it was all coming true.

***

"Sasha," Ehrik whispered.

"Yes," she said peaking out of the glass door.

"It is Jeanie. She is awake. I have the car coming around now. We need to get ready and talk to her. She may have information on who did this to her," he told her running his hand over her cheek.

"She's awake," Sasha said on a soft whisper. 

She was happy her friend was okay. There was a flash though; her mind saw a man, huge in size that was standing between her and Jeanie. He looked protective. Sasha did not understand. Who was he? Why was he covering her friend?

"Sasha, are you alright?" Ehrik said grabbing on to her before she fell.

Her hands gripped his arms, holding him tight. Her eyes closed for a moment before opening to meet his questioning ones. It was a vision, another which involved her and her friends. She did not want anyone to be hurt because of her. It had happened with her parents, this time she would not let it happen. She would leave before it got that far. 

"I had a vision. There was a man, big, that stood between Jeanie and me. He was protecting her. I do not know what it means. My visions like that one scare me," she said as her hands began to tremble.

"We will figure it out my love. I promise," he told her before picking her up and taking her into the bedroom. "Let's dress and go talk to her. I won't let anyone hurt you, ever."

She smiled faintly. Her hands moving to her clothes, ones that were brought from the place she shared with her two friends. It was as though all her energy, her fire was drained and replaced with worry. The man in her vision scared her. 

She did not understand it. Sasha never had. Why she had been chosen to see. She questioned her gift at times like these.

Finally they were both dressed and went to the elevator. Viktor was waiting there with Marti. Sasha looked at her friend. They smiled and then hugged tightly. They both were scared and afraid. No one knew what had happened and what Jeanie would recall. 

***

While sitting in his office, Draiden's phone rang. The voice on the other end was muffled but he could understand it clearly. His mate, Jeanie Walters, was awake.

He stood and let out a deep howl. It was one of joy and yet still laced with pain and anguish. He walked to his door and made his way through the halls. He needed to be with her. Just to see her eyes opened. 

It was at that very moment he received a text. The girl Sasha was leaving with Ehrik. It was obvious where they were going. Draiden stopped, would he risk going there? Dare he?



Red vs Wolfe Ch. 10



Sasha sat next to Marti as they drove to the hospital. The two briefly spoke, mostly just hushed words, questions about how Marti was feeling. Her head seemed to still be bothering her, but over all she seemed to be in good spirits. There was a look in her eyes; one that Sasha had not seen in a long time, and wondered if that was because of Viktor. The two had been spending time together so it was a possibility. Hell, Sasha thought, these days there was more possibilities then she had every thought.

Just when Sasha thought to tell Marti of the connection she and Ehrik now shared, Viktor said someone was following them. She turned her head, looked back and saw a dark SUV. It was hard to tell they if it were true but something happened between Ehrik and Viktor, something passed between them and Sasha felt it. Sudden she gripped Marti's arm, there was a man that flashed before her eyes, a man with Jeanie.

"Jeanie," she yelled.

Ehrik's eyes focused on his mate, a growl deep within his throat. He did not like the way she had yelled Jeanie's name. There was a pain and distress in her voice. He watched her, waiting for her eyes finally to open. Thankfully, he did not have to wait long. Her green eyes once again found his, assuring him she was all right.

"What happened?" he asked her, taking her hand in his as he turned in his seat.

"Jeanie, there was a man with her. He was big, dark hair, dark eyes. He was holding onto her. He whispered something to her and then he looked up. It was as if he could see me. He said he was coming for me," she said, her voice trembling.

Ehrik knew whom she had seen. His brother had somehow found Jeanie. The question was what did he want with her? Was it just some ploy to get to him? He immediately knew that Draiden had caused the accident. There was no doubt in his mind that he was behind the SUV that was following them also. 

"She will be okay Agape, I promise you," he said before kissing her hand.

He looked quickly into the mirror and the SUV was turning. He did not understand what was going on. What his brother wanted with his love's friends, it made no sense. He looked to Viktor and gave a signal to drive faster. If his brother was at the hospital, or going to be there he wanted to catch him.

***

Draiden had decided his mate was worth it. He made it into the hospital and into her room. He watched her lying there, in and out of sleep. There was a smile on her lips and he could not believe his own joy. His hardened heart was no longer. Just being in the room with her had softened him. 

"Who are you?" she barely whispered, her voice floating around him and caressing his skin.

He let the sound sink into him; it was soft and sweet just what he imagined her voice sounding like. Now he could not wait to hear more. He wanted her in his arms and whispering his name. 

"I'm Draiden, my beautiful one," he said letting his hand caressing her soft pale cheek.

Her eyes closed as his touch sent heat through her body. She could not believe she felt that way while still lying in a hospital bed. She had just been in an accident and was know feeling flush at a man touching her. Well, he was not just any man but a very good-looking tall, dark, and handsome one. The type she never attracted.

"Are you sure that you have the right room?" she said skeptically.

"I'm positive I do little one," he said with a laugh, she really had no idea of her beauty he thought.

"Are you here because of Sasha's friend, Ehrik?" she wondered, finally remembering her friend's newfound boyfriend.

"I know Ehrik, but no he isn't the reason I am here. I am here because of you. You call to me. I couldn't help but answer," he said softly as he leaned down and kissed her cheek.

It was at that moment Draiden felt something, someone looking in on them. He recalled that Sasha had visions. She was probably seeing him and his mate right now. He looked up; right into the light that seemed to be watching them and whispered he was coming for her. Then he gave his attention back to the woman with him. She seemed not even to notice what had happened. Her mind still groggy from the pain medicines she was taking.

"Because of me, I find that very hard to believe. There really is nothing special about me. That is why up have to be mistaken. I'm sure you'll come to your senses soon enough," she said looking away from him. In her mind, she knew there was no way a man would look at her with such passion and desire. They only watched her two best friends like that. She was forever the mousy one of their group. A simple fact she understood and dealt with.

"You are the one who is mistaken Jeanie. I find you irresistible. If you knew the thoughts raging in my mind your blush would even be deeper. I cannot help them. You bring out the animal in me, and you are the only one that can ease it," he said just before pressing his lips to hers. 

The kiss was the only way that he could think of to convince her. His mind would not change. Draiden wanted her. He knew he did not have much time; her friends would be there soon. He let those thoughts drift into the fray and concentrated on this woman and her lips. She tasted like a sweet, cooling rain. He drank from her greedily. His tongue teased her full bottom lip, silently begging her to let him in. He nibbled, biting ever so softly. He heard her moan of pleasure and the beast inside him growled its happiness.

His hand found her hair and tangled in the long dark blonde locks. He wanted to bathe in her scent but knew now was not the time. Draiden tried to talk his wolf back down. Not completely caging it but letting it have just a small taste of her. It seemed to be enough now.

"I have to go love," he whispered as he finally pulled his lips from hers. "I will be back, and then I will take you with me."

Jeanie watched the man leave the room, not by the door, but out the balcony. He turned and smiled before jumping off. She tried to look, to see where he went but her head told her no. It began swirling, the room began spinning and so she lay back down. Her fingers pressed to her lips. Had that really just happened? Had that hauntingly attractive man been in her room? Had he really pressed his lips to hers and kissed her senseless?

Her only answer was a resounding yes.

Just then her door opened, Sasha and Marti practically ran through it. Ehrik and some other tall, dark, and brooding man entered. She remembered him from the club but his name was lost to her. The two men moved closer to her friends. She could instantly tell that there was something between them all. It also seemed they were truly worried about her.

"You're alone?" Sasha asked first.

"Yes," she nearly whispered.

"I swore I saw..." Sasha drifted off, her gaze leading to the window. She walked to it and looked out. It was only then she saw those familiar eyes looking back at her. Then he took off. 

Sasha watched the streets below and there was no further sign of the man who had been here, the man that had been with her friend. Maybe had even caused her accident. She turned back to see everyone watching her, curious as to her actions. They waited for her to tell them, they knew she would.

"There was a man here Jeanie. Wasn't there?" she asked.

"Yes, only I thought I had imagined him. I thought it was all the drugs," she said softly.

"Do you know who he was?" asked Ehrik, hoping she didn't say the name he dreaded.

"He said his name was Draiden. He said he knew you," Jeanie said as she looked up towards the window. "Who is he? Why did he promise to take me out of here?"

Sasha and Ehrik looked at each other. Sasha was scared for her friend. She wondered if this was Ehrik's brothers' way at getting to him, through her and her friends. She wanted to understand. Her eyes pleaded to Ehrik, begging him silently for two things. Sasha wanted to know the truth of what was going on but not in front of everyone. 

"I don't know why Jeanie. I wish that I did. I do promise that nothing will happen to you again," Ehrik told her as he walked up behind his mate. 

Jeanie seemed to stare straight out into an abyss of nothing. In her head she heard Draiden. I will take you with me.  It didn't frighten her. Instead she was warmed by the thought of being with him. What did that mean? She let out a sigh and was comforted by her friend's hands. 

"He won't hurt me you know," she said as everyone looked strangely at her. "I don't know how it is I know I just do. I feel it here in my heart."

No one said anything; the silence in the air was filled with worry about the unknown. Marti was the first to break it as she told her friend how happy she was that they were okay. She'd been so worried wondering when Jeanie would waken. Tears filled their eyes as well as Sasha's. 

In the midst of it all Sasha noticed Ehrik and Viktor slipping back into the corner of the room and discussing something. She wanted to slink away to listen but knew her friends needed her support. So she put all her thoughts of what that might be behind her, she would ask him later.

***

"We need to find out why he was here," Ehrik said in hushed tones.

"I will notify Cassie and have her send over a team. I'll make sure they search the area for his scent. Maybe we will get lucky. Do you have any idea why he would show up here," Vik asked.

"I don't. Why Jeanie, unless he is trying to use my mates friends to get to me. It doesn't make any sense been then again I don't think that we are dealing with a man whose in his right mind," Ehrik shrugged.

"He'll regret it should he try to hurt them again," Viktor spoke, his voice laced with pain at the thought of Marti being hurt.

"Does she know how you feel?" Ehrik asked.

"No, I have yet to declare my intentions. I should have told her before this all happened. Now I find myself very protective. I growl at anyone that comes near her for fear they will steal her away from me," Viktor spoke honestly, running his hand through his short hair.

"Do not worry my friend. I think she knows there is something between you both. Women can feel these things. You will have trying to explain to her about yourself though. I simply hope she takes it as well as Sasha has. She has accepted me and the mating ritual that will soon be coming. I want to make sure everyone is safe, she will need that from me," Ehrik said glancing over at Sasha.

It still surprised him that he had found her and she had accepted him so easily. He had thought he would never find her but when he and his wolf had sighed in relief. Even now he was silently praying for a way to keep her protected. His life changed the moment she walked into his club and he was never happier.

"I worry about telling her. More now than ever due to what's happened. I can only hope that she won't turn away. I don't know if I could handle it if she did," Viktor told his alpha.

"Trust in her my friend," was all Ehrik could say. He had had the same worries, the same fears that plagued Viktor. Only time would really tell if she would accept him or not.

***

"Those boys are looking awfully serious over there," Marti spoke softly.

Sasha glanced that way and saw Ehrik's eyes on her. Instantly her body reacted, warming form the inside out. She smiled at him then turned back to her friends. She felt guilty about her happiness. She knew she shouldn't be. Her friends would want this for her. Yet there it was. She could feel joy what Jeanie lay in a hospital bed.

"They have to be up to something," Sasha said.

"Could they know who Draiden is?" Jeanie questioned.

"If I'm right, its Ehrik's brother. His long lost brother to be exact," Sasha told her friends.

Both of the girls were shocked. It was an interesting new development. Mr. Wolfe had a brother. It brought up many more questions. What had happened between them? Why was his brother back? More importantly, what did he want with Jeanie?

"Didn't know he had one," Marti finally said.

"I just found out myself. Ehrik never knew. He's gotten very protective of me since getting a letter," Sasha said with unease.

"So you and Ehrik have been spending a lot of time together I take it," said Jeanie.

"He hasn't let me leave him since your accident. I stayed with him last night, all night. It was very sweet the way he held me," she smiled at her two friends.

They both offered smiles of their own. Both of them knew that it was time for their friend to have true joy. It seemed Ehrik was giving her just that. "We are both happy for you Red. It's been too long since you've smiled," Marti said just as the door to the room opened.

The doctor came in and said hello to everyone. He then went over to Marti and began asking how she was feeling. The girls moved away, giving space to the man and his patient. Everyone was quiet while he talked. Tomorrow Jeannie could leave. That was good news. There would only be some bruising on her skin but other than that she should be okay.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After the doctor left, the group said their goodbyes and left. Jeannie was tired and need to rest. She felt asleep as soon as they left. Her thoughts, dreams were filled that man that had visited her. She was consumed with him for some reason, a reason she didn't seem to understand.

***

Draiden had waited as long as he could. He had looked up and into the eyes of his brother's mate, then taken off. The time had come to take action. He would make sure his group would be ready. He had found his mate and would soon be taking back what should have been his.

Walking into his home, a chill filled the air. The road that lay ahead wouldn't be easy but then nothing that was worth it ever was. Draiden knew this; it had been etched into his very being. What he wanted was moving ever closer. His thoughts were interrupted by a phone call. Opening his phone he saw it was Joshua, the wolf he had watching the hospital.

"Yes," he spoke.

"I've found out that the girl will be going home tomorrow. Her friends will be picking her up," Joshua told him.

"Very good Joshua, we will be ready then. Come see me when you get back to the estate," he said matter of factly before closing his phone.

It wasn't but fifteen minutes before Joshua came into the room where Draiden was waiting. He could see that his leader was deep in thought, struggling with what was to happen. Having now found his mate and the fact that she was such close friends with his brothers' mate was going to make retribution very difficult. It was not a position he would have wanted to be in. Tough decisions were a part of his pack leaders' life though.

"Joshua, come in. There is much to discuss," Draiden said with a nod.

Sitting down in the chair across from Draiden, Joshua waited for him to continue. He didn't have to wait too long. The plan seemed simple enough. They would take both Jeanie and Sasha when they arrived to take Jeanie home. It would be perfect and unexpected. They would use the window that Draiden had jumped from. He would speak with his packs doctor to get something to help make the kidnapping easier. There would obviously be some sort of distraction to keep Ehrik from sensing any trouble. 

"As far as the distraction, let's use a couple of the younger pack members to pull an alarm in the hospital. I think that would direct the attention of Ehrik and Viktor," Draiden said as Joshua nodded.

"I know of the perfect members. They are eager to prove themselves to you. Perhaps pulling of several fire alarms will cause a sufficient distraction for us to get the woman," Joshua added.

"Perfect," Draiden said with an evil smile.

"What do we do if the other friend is there?" asked Joshua.

"I'll make sure to have enough of the drug to help her sleep. That way it will be an easy in and out. Make the arrangements for me," Draiden spoke nodding for Joshua to leave him be.

It was going to be a long night and even longer day. He needed to get his mind right. It kept focusing on his mate rather than the need for revenge that had been driving him up until this point. Surely he couldn't stop, couldn't forget about the pain and suffering he had been given because he wasn't the "golden boy", just because he had found the other half of his soul. Could he?

***

They drove back to the club and the private rooms upstairs. Both girls seemed content to stay the night there. Marti slept in a room close to Victors'; Sasha wondered if there was something between the two of them. She had seen the looks, the way the two of them stared at one another. She knew how that felt. All she hoped for is her friends to be safe and happy, whatever that meant.

Marti crawled into bed with Ehrik and instantly felt his warmth and security around her. Funny how a man can make you feel that way, she thought. Her mind was traveling down different directions. The man she saw, the strange way Jeanie had acted, both made he wonder and worry. She had a feeling it was the other man she had seen in her mind. The dark presence she had felt the other day following her, it had to have been him. She moved her head and looked up the man that protected her so fiercely.

"Ehrik, I'm worried," she whispered.

"I know. I could tell your mind was running in various directions. Tell me what is worrying you. I will do my best to ease your fears," he said as he tenderly stroked her curly red hair.

"Your brother, what does he want with Jeanie? I've tried to wrap my mind around it but can't come up with anything that fits," she told him.

"I think the accident was meant for you. That he wanted to hurt me by hurting you. I believe he thought that you would be in car with your friends. He is trying to break me. Now that I've found you, taking you from me would be the easiest way to do that," Ehrik said as he kissed the top of her head.

"Why come back then? Why go back to her room?" she questioned.

"She is his mate. It's the only thing I can come up. He must be in terrible guilt over the accident. You see hurting you would tear out my heart, even if by accident. This must have caused such a shake up in his mind. I couldn't handle it. How he is I do not know," he spoke sincerely.

"Mates, her and your brother. How? I mean I know how but how? He's evil, wants to hurt you. How can I let her be with him?" she wondered aloud.

"It is not your choice love. I will help her; explain to her what is happening and then it will her choice to make. You can not stop her. We can only hope that whatever troubles my brother works itself out civilly," he sad thoughtfully. "Now rest my love. You need to sleep."

He would worry enough for them both. Whatever was going to happen with his brother needed to happen soon. He could have lost his mate. That wouldn't happen, ever. She would be guarded, her friends protected. Ehrik knew he needed to set up a meeting with his brother, somehow this past of theirs needed to be resolved. He would do that for her.

He had to.