13 comments/ 46945 views/ 38 favorites Just Being Wolfy Ch. 00 By: Jayleen88 *** Hi there guys!! The idea popped into my mind while I was driving around the town a few days ago. I figured I'd write a story on some of the characters: Our lovely rebellious Gracielle T Thorn (Uh, Ruben LOL) of course The charmingly hot Ruben Alpha wolf (LOL) – James E Ruben And finally the handsome love-struck obsessed Jerry H Thorn. I've set the time setting, five whole years prior to the start of the first JUST BEING WOLFY installment. I know that makes our protagonist, Gracielle, as 14 years old in this story, our James as 20 years old and our Jerry as 18 years old. I'm fully aware that all of the characters should be of CONSENTING age but I figured since there is ABSOLUTELY NO sex or even a little kiss in this particular story so I think this should be OK. This is basically a story telling how she met James and how Jerry is secretly in love with her. She won't have a crush on Jerry until he saved her when she fell into an abandoned hole 4 years later. This is like studying in a hot and humid class with the air-conditioning broken. Maybe it will bore you to death, melodramatically speaking (or yawn LOL) so if you'd prefer more ACTION, I'd suggest you skip the story and continue to JUST BEING WOLFY SERIES… LOL (but I hope you won't skip it though!) I think of this EDITION as a little treat of our favourite characters' history before the FINAL CHAPTER comes This is a VERY short story… Billions of BIG thanks go to STEVESWOMAN for being such a WONDERFUL editor!! Please VOTE and COMMENT!! – THANK YOU!!! *** "Gracielle! For the love of the holy moon, behave yourself!" Elizabeth hissed at her erratic hyperactive fourteen-year-old daughter. Gracielle Thorn giggled; she ignored her mother as she gave in to her wolfy instincts. She crouched low; her eyes locked on her 'prey', she took a leap and lunged with her fingers clawed open. Haylie shrieked in shock as they rolled down on the ground and fell into a pool of mud. They giggled, splashing mud at one another as if it was just an ordinary day at Ruben Estate. Elizabeth groaned in embarrassment as she went to the silly girls and grabbed them by their dress collars. She hissed under her breath as the other wolves laughed at the mud-covered Thorn wolves, "You're grounded young lady!" she glared at them, "And I'll make sure your mother grounds you too Haylie Rose Thorn!" "Aw! Mom!!" Gracielle was horrified. She was fourteen years old for crying out loud! She was practically a grown-up! She felt that she was too old to be grounded. "Mom! Don't be such a spoilsport! We were just having fun!" "Aunt Elizabeth! Come on! Give us a break!" Haylie whined but to no avail. Elizabeth threw them murderous looks and practically dragged them back into the Thorn Resting Quarter in Ruben Manor. "Who are they, Malcolm?" twenty-year-old James Ruben asked curiously; his gaze followed the giggling girls being dragged by their collars by a very angry mother. "They're so amusing." Malcolm gave a final scrutinizing look at the new Ruben Alpha. "That's Elizabeth Thorn." he answered as he waved the low ranks to leave them alone, "The girl she dragged with her left hand is Haylie Rose Thorn and the loud giggling girl on the right is Gracielle Trina Thorn." he paused, shaking his head. "Those two have been causing mischief the very first day they arrived here. They broke the front lawn's fountain while they were, get this, playing hide and seek, those girls are a menace!" James snorted. "I hope they won't disrupt the ceremony tonight!" "Ah, they're harmless, James." Malcolm said with a wide grin, "Oh my, you do look like your father when he was preparing for his coronation." Malcolm's voice was filled with pride. "He would be so proud of you, James." James sighed. "I hope I can lead the pack like he did," he prayed to the holy moon, "I miss him." "We all do." Malcolm nodded, "Moon rests his soul now." *** Elizabeth pushed her daughter into the bathroom. "What am I going to do with you, Gracie?" she asked as she took her daughter's muddy and torn dress off her, leaving her in her pink singlet and matching panty. She turned on the tap on the tub. "Go and take a bath! Hurry up or we'll be late for the ceremony later." her mother said as she took the dirty dress and threw it into the bin. It was no use to save the dress anyway; it was too badly torn up from her playing around as if it was their last day on Earth. Gracielle pouted as her mother went out from the bathroom, locking it before she closed the door. She stared at the warm water in the bath tub. "Mom's such a spoilsport." she groused but she took off her bra and panties anyway. She sighed as she climbed into the tub and washed away the dirt. She rested her head on the tub. She played around in the water, giggling loudly. Her mother knocked on the door, "QUIT PLAYING AROUND, GRACIELLE TRINA THORN!" She pouted again, she hated it when her mother called her with her full name. She took a bottle of shampoo and poured some onto her palm and started to lather it up on her hair. This sucks, she thought as she started to soap her body with sweet fragrance soap. I'm grounded just because I wanted to have fun…BORING!! I should have stayed home alone! *** Gracielle was still pouting in her new dress. She watched her mother put final touches on her make-up. "Mom, I'm not a Barbie doll." she stated, cringing as she touched the silk material of her golden coloured dress. "Nonsense, Gracie." her Mom replied as she applied lip gloss on her full lips. She stared at her reflection in the mirror for a moment, feeling satisfied with the result. She turned and looked at her daughter. "You look absolutely stunning tonight, Grace." Gracielle rolled her eyes. "Mom, I'm going out to take some fresh air." she stated, not even waiting for her mother to answer. She pushed open the door and trotted in her high heels down the corridor; various members of the wolves walked past her. They were chatting and laughing about the Ruben Coronation tonight. They looked beautiful and handsome in their penguin suits and long slinky dresses of various colours. She hurried her pace as she ran down the grand marble staircase; her heels made a loud clinking sound. She shuddered in embarrassment but she ignored it anyway as the overwhelming feeling of too much Barbie-ism started to make her anxious. She knew that she wasn't as beautiful as any of those older female wolves. They had perfect curves and full bouncy breasts. She wondered if she would ever grow into such a perfect goddess… She pushed open the main door and ran gingerly down the short steps. The heels bothered her but she kept on going to the one place she felt so calming. She headed straight to Ruben Forest. The forest was dark of course but she could see well in both daylight and night without any trouble. A normal human would have scrambled around like a blind mouse waiting to be scooped up by a hungry owl. She broke into a run, feeling the wind on her face but a stray tree root made her lose her footing and she fell on the ground on her face. She groaned in pain, laying still on the ground for a moment before she straightened up herself and brushing away dirt from her expensive dress. She stared in horror as she noticed she had ripped the hem. Mom's going to kill me, she thought anxiously as she examined the torn hem on her dress. She sighed. I'd rather run in my wolf form than dress up like a Barbie doll, she thought vehemently as she sat down on a fallen tree. She took a deep refreshing breath. It felt good; the air was cool around her. Her wolfy instincts started to flow in her soul as she took another deep breath to relax herself and then, suddenly she took off her high heels and left it by the fallen tree. She sprinted off into the woods in her human form. It was slower than being in her wolf form but it was nearly as good. She could feel the thin branches and dead withering leaves crunched under her feet as she bolted with the wind. She loved the feel of the cool wind on her face. She could hear water falling a good distance away from her so she slowed down and climbed up the boulder. She could see the stream flowing from a beautiful little water fall. She took a step back and then leaped high across, ripping her dress again. She cursed. What the heck? she thought. I'm grounded already. She flew across the stream to the other side boulder. She gasped in utter shock as she landed, face-smacked onto a figure sitting cross-legged on her targeted boulder. She screamed as they both tangled and then fell right into the stream. "WHAT THE HECK WERE YOU DOING??" a male voice boomed as they resurfaced on the stream. He splashed water at her. "ARE YOU INSANE??" he growled before finally noticing who had leaped to him. "Gracielle Thorn." he clicked his tongue disapprovingly, "Making so much trouble in one day. Aren't you ever tired of being so hyperactive?" Gracielle rolled her eyes as she flipped her hair back and smoothened down her wet and torn dress. Yup, she thought. I'm a goner when Mom sees me. "I was just running!" she said defensively. "Whoops!" she lost her balance and accidentally pulled him into the water with her. He pulled her up on her feet. "Try to be careful, will you, slippery feet," he said as he turned and started to get out from the stream. She grumbled but started to follow him anyway but then, just as she was about to fall on her face in the stream again, he swooped her by her slim waist to save her. They stared into one another eyes, frozen. *** The moonlight shone on her face, accentuating the beautiful eyes and the curve of her nose. Her perfect pair of lips looked inviting but he quickly let her go when he realized they were staring to one another – or rather… he was starring at her. His heart pounded strangely in his chest when his hand first touched her clothed waist. It was a very peculiar feeling but he found himself liking it. "Thanks." she muttered as she got out from the stream without even looking at him. "I really need to go back and change." she sighed but then she finally realized who was standing in front of her and drenched wet just like her from the stream. "James, what WERE you doing here alone? Aren't you supposed to be preparing for the coronation?" she asked him. He was still standing in the stream as if he was frozen. She frowned, "James?" she called, "Are you all right?" she went into the stream and started to pull his cold hands, nudging him to get out. "Oh my goodness, I've turned you into a popsicle!" she exclaimed as she pushed him to lie on the ground and started to rub their hands together, trying to warm his hands up. He pushed her away from her gently. "I'm fine." he said hoarsely as he stood up. "I think I need to change my clothes too anyway." he said, "See you later, Gracielle." "Wait," she stopped him. He turned and looked at her. He seemed to finally notice the torn and sad-fate of her dress. "What were you doing here alone, James?" she asked him curiously but then she bit her lips because she thought she was over the line of being a busybody. "Sorry." she apologized quickly. "No, it's OK." he answered suddenly; he felt cold from the water but he figured he could bear with it for a few minutes of talking with the girl who made his heart thumped in a weird happy way now, "I was thinking earlier." he paused, "About if I could lead my pack just like my father did, I'm worried that I might disappoint my pack members." Her eyes turned wide open, "You'll do fine." she said confidently, "I'm sure you'll be the best alpha they ever have!" she smiled at him widely. Her whole body was drenched. Her teeth chattered coldly. He looked at her. "Look, I think your Mom will just kill you when she finds out you're in a mess." he paused, "I'm going to change my clothes anyway, I'm sure Malcolm can find a dress for you." She looked at him brightly. The dress on her was the only thing she had to wear for the coronation. "Thanks." she said as she blushed. He suddenly realized that he liked to see her blush. His handsome face broke into a smile as he offered his hand to her like a gentleman asking a girl to a dance, "Let's go then, the coronation's going to start soon." *** Gracielle twirled in her new bubblegum pink sleeveless dress to her Mom who gave her a questioningly look, they stood near to the entrance to where the coronation would take place. "Where did you get this dress, Gracie?" she had asked her before. "I – um, a friend gave it to me." she had said, at least she wasn't entirely lying. She hadn't wanted her mother to find out that she had practically destroyed the expensive dress which her Mom had spent weeks on finding it online. There was one thing about her Mom that she was certain about; she loved to go shopping but her shopping mall was the internet and her money was the credit card. "Elizabeth." Gracielle's father said as he slipped his hand to the small back of his mate. "Let Gracie be." he said as he eased them into the chamber where the other wolves were starting to be seated on their respective places. They sat in the same table with Haylie and her family. *** "Gracielle!" eighteen-year-old Jerry Thorn breathed out happily as he sat down on an empty chair next to her. "You look absolutely beautiful as always." Gracielle chirped about her mud fight with Haylie earlier the day to him, unaware that he was looking at her glowingly. He wondered when would be the perfect time to tell her about his feelings towards her but then, just as he was about resolve about his BIG confession he was suddenly overwhelmed with realization that he was going to replace his father soon as an alpha. He remembered the Four Council Law stating that an alpha couldn't mate with his in-commands' daughters. His naughty thoughts snaked to imagining Gracielle as his mistress but he was certain that she wouldn't like the idea. He imagined she would say that being a mistress was only good for bed; that was it, nothing special. "Jerry?" she snapped her fingers in front of him, "Are you listening to me?" she frowned and then pouted her teasing lips. She didn't even realize the power she had over him! He held back his groan tightly in his lips. He nodded at her wordlessly, "Ugh, am I making you feel bored?" she asked him, still unconvinced. "Gracie." Haylie called, grabbing Gracielle's attention to her, "The coronation's about to start." and then she started to coo, "Look at James, he's so hot!" Jerry snorted but the girls ignored him anyway as they looked at James who knelt on a raised platform which was about a feet from the ground. One of the Four Councilmen, Jerry believed it to be Grayson Ruben, was James's great uncle, if he wasn't mistaken. Grayson stood in front of him with an open ancient-looking scroll. James held some sort of a golden goblet on the same level to his face. The holy moonlight from the open circular ceiling above him washed him with its silvery moonlight. The chamber was silent for once as Grayson poured some kind of a red-golden liquid onto the goblet. Gracielle sniffed the air but couldn't detect what kind of an aroma it was. He started to say the ancient bonding words, "The holy moon watches over us, protects us, cares for us and saves us. The holy moon chooses her warriors, her savior of peace. The holy moon chooses our leader and places thy fate in thy blood that flows on thy veins," he paused, "Do thee, James Erickana Ruben, son of Calvin Erickana Ruben, take thy rightful place as the alpha of Ruben?" "Yes, I agree." James' voice started to get louder, "I, James Erickana Ruben, swear with the drinking of this blessings, to be the alpha of Ruben Pack." with that he took one whole swallow of the goblet. The Ruben Pack members howled in their wolf forms, bowing their heads on their front paws, and then rolling over to show their bellies in respect. The coronation ceremony was a short one but the night was still young as there was still the feast to enjoy. Haylie pulled Gracielle to her, whispering in her ear, "I wonder which lucky wolf will be his mate." she paused, mischief started to glint in her eyes as she added, "Why don't we try and flirt with him? Who know? We might bag us an alpha!" Gracielle stuck her tongue out. "Haylie, you're so disgusting." Haylie giggled. Jerry frowned at her, "Don't be silly Haylie." he snapped, "You'll give her ideas!" Haylie rose her left eyebrow, "So what if I did?" she challenged him, "What does it matter to you, eh Jerry?" but he just rolled his head and ignored her. Haylie snorted but her focus shifted to James, who was now in his wolf form howling victoriously. *** The morning light shone brightly in the next day without any hint of rain. The puffy clouds pooled together like cotton candy. Gracielle's mouth watered as the thought of sinking her teeth into a pink coloured cone of cotton candy. She took her suitcase from the bed and put it next to her parents' suitcases; one of the low ranks would come and put their bags into the van. She felt exquisitely happy to go home and finally have the freedom to run around the Thorn Manor. Yes, she would still be grounded but she knew how to sweet talk her Mom into letting her go and play with Haylie. It was no wonder she was such a little mischievous wolf. "Gracie." her Mom called out as she peered through the door. "We should go now." She followed her mom wordlessly as they walked down the few steps on the main door. She stood next to the waiting limo as she turned her head back and stared at the beautiful estate around her. She wondered how big the land was. What type of animals did they have here to hunt? Elizabeth slid into the limousine and sat next to her mate. She started to talk with Haylie's mother when she realized that her daughter was still standing outside the car. "Gracie?" her mom called. "Come on in, we have a long journey." "Yes, Mom" Gracielle answered as she gave a final look at the Manor and then her gaze was fixed to the upper storey window where James Ruben smiled at her. She waved at him, mouthing thank you. She was grateful that he had wanted to help her with a tedious thing like clothes. He waved at her back. His eyes glazed with emotion but she couldn't figure it out. She would have seen the glowing loving look in his eyes if it weren't for the last second that her Mom yelled, "GRACIELLE TRINA THORN!!!" She looked at her Mom, "Don't yell Mom, I'm not deaf!" She looked up again to where James had been but he was gone. She shrugged as she went into the car and then the limo drove, following their alpha's limousine at the front. A long line of 4 limousines and 25 luxurious black coloured cars as well as 2 minivans carrying the Thorn Pack's entire luggage drove out to the driveway and back home to Thorn Manor. *** James peered into the window again, smiling as he watched the last car drove out of the driveway. He looked at Malcolm who said softly, "My Alpha, time is what you need to court her," he paused, "Just wait and you'll see the perfect moment to make her as your own," James smiled… THE END **** An ode to Gracie Your name tingles on my lips, I long to wrap my arms around you, To hold and to kiss, To love and to share a perfect moment… My heart beats, At the sight of you, The glory beauty of heaven, Sent above from the holy moon… I dare not to defy, Of how the stars have aligned, Our fates entwined, Our love to bloom… Through each kisses I dream on your skin, My heart burns with passion, Through each of your sweet touches I crave, My body yearned to be one… My heart lives for you, Just Being Wolfy Ch. 00 The perfect time, The perfect moment, To claim you as mine, Will come… My wolf howls keenly, Unwilling to let distance be our hindrance, Let us be one, Forever, For life… *** Don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT!!! – THANK YOU!!! Just Being Wolfy Ch. 01 *** Hi there!! This is my FIRST submission. I hope you guys will like it. More will come soon! Please VOTE and COMMENT!! Thank you very much!!! *** Just Being Wolfy I heard the voice of reason inside me; inside my poor numb soul. I looked back, blinking back the stubborn tears, I knew, it was time to let it go but my heart was so willful. Though bleeding profusely, it continued to cling to the very existence of my being. I didn't know what to do. Is there anything that meant more than this? Oh, all the time I've spent, those beautiful hopes and dreams I've long for, all gone in a blink of an eye. It seemed so surreal. Was this a nightmare? Will I ever wake up from this painful slumber? I blinked again, fighting back the stubborn tears that seemed intent on betraying me. Jerry stared at me, a mixture of emotions swirled on his handsome face as he tried to read my thoughts. I glared at him. "Isn't it enough Jerry?" I snapped, "Why are you trying to get into my thoughts?" He had the decency to blush. Darn it. He looked so handsome. I could feel a lump pitted in my throat. "I -- I wanted to make sure that you're OK," he replied, his hand held out to touch me but I took a step back, making a defined distance even if only a feet away. "I'm sorry Cie-cie, you know that I didn't have a choice in this matter. The Council has decided about it," I snarled at him. Furious and broken at the same time when I heard he called me with his favourite pet name. "Don't call me Cie-cie anymore," my voice crumbled. "Don't make this anymore difficult that it already is," I didn't know what made him do it. Perhaps it was my tears that streamed down my pale face or perchance the way my hair looped down long and curly on my shoulders, the way he liked it. He closed the gap between us and hugged me, enveloping me into his warm strong body; he showered little kisses on my teary-faced cheeks that left me shudder in anticipation. He was about to move to my full lips when reality dawned upon me. I pushed him away. He staggered back, shocked at such force I used on him. "You're not mine anymore," I murmured, "Not mine..." I couldn't take it anymore. The love of my life was being ripped away from me as time passes. This very minute, I was certain that Fiorelle Andashman was pampering herself, making herself pleasantly ready to be one with Jerry. "I love you Gracielle Trina Thorn," he whispered, pain and longing was saturated in his voice. He closed the gap and hugged me again. This time I didn't push him away as I hugged him tighter and closer, unwilling for the time to tick pass us. I love him. I love my alpha but he wasn't mine to love. *** "What did Jerry want?" a curious voice startled me from behind. I looked back as Haylie Rose Thorn approached me and helped me with the flower arrangements on the sacred floor. This floor -- this chamber was where Jerry Hynes Thorn, the 23-year-old alpha, will be united with eighteen-year-old Fiorelle under the blessing of the Council and the pack's watchful eyes. Around us, the others were busy preparing and decorating the chamber. A few of the girls including me were assigned by Michael Thorn -- the pack's third in command, to put fresh beautiful flowers on the stone poles surrounding the chamber. It was Fiorelle's request to have a "flowery" union. Ugh. The bride-to-be. "Nothing," I lied as I continued to tie the flowers and hung them on the poles in a pattern like on a Christmas candy cane. "Don't lie to me Gracielle," Haylie retorted angrily, she didn't like to be lied upon. "I saw Jerry earlier and he wasn't in his good mood. He practically thrashed his office earlier," I sighed. I knew that there was no way to deny Haylie the truth. "He said he loved me," I whispered quietly. Haylie was the only one who I trusted with the secret. Romance between an alpha and an alpha's in-command's daughter were frowned upon by the Council. They didn't believe in interbreeding, it wasn't forbidden but it was best to avoid such circumstances. The pack had five in-commands. My father was the second-in-command and was very proud of it. Jerry, the alpha, had just ascended the alpha duties a year ago after his father had died in a war which had ended to the Thorn Pack's victory. "I love him Haylie," I whispered again, pain ebbed in my heart, "It pains me to do all of this," I said throwing the flowers back into the cardboard box. Haylie hugged me sympathetically. "The Council..." she whispered into my ear, feeling my pain. "Why didn't Jerry cancel the union? It's tomorrow for crying out loud! Is he a stupid chicken or a wolf?" she released me, she felt sorry to me. "He can't," I whispered back, I tried to control my voice so that the other wouldn't hear the pain and hatred in it. "Andashman Pack would have waged a war with us for disgracing their Princess and breaking the oath, have you forgotten Haylie?" Haylie frowned, "This is why I don't like arranged unions, it's too complicated and too old-fashioned," "Do not worry Haylie," I tried to make a cheery voice, "I will be OK, I should have known though, our relationship wouldn't have made it anywhere, I think it is best if it's ended early," She hugged me again. "Be strong Gracielle," "Gracielle," a rough voice called suddenly, "Daughter, your mother calls for you," Alexander Trina Thorn said. His physique was an air of confidence and tranquility. Haylie released me. "Go on," she said to me as she took the box from my hands. "I'll finish up the decorating for you," "Thank you Haylie," I murmured to her as I looked at my father and then followed him. We went out from the chamber. A long corridor stretched ahead of us. The walls were filled with an array of priceless paintings collected. The mahogany floor was covered with lush luxurious carpet. As we walked together back to our home quarter in the vast Thorn Manor, the lower ranks of the pack bowed their heads to us in respect as they carried boxes filled with things needed for the sacred ceremony tomorrow. The air was filled with excitement and adrenaline pumped up to the maximum. "I am needed to go to the Alpha Quarter and attend a pack's meeting about tomorrow's function," my father said suddenly, "You will go and see your mother, stay out of trouble, all right Gracielle?" I smiled at him; I was of course his mischievous only daughter. I couldn't blame him for being worried about me, I love to have fun and run around the forest around the manor in my wolf form and yes, I admit, I do sometimes am a magnet for trouble. I chuckled as I remembered that there was one time, a year ago, when Haylie and I sprinted all over the land and I ended up trapped in an abandoned hole dug some years back. The whole event left me with a broken leg. Haylie had howled for help. Jerry had come to my rescue and that was when I had fallen in love to him. I bit my lip at that thought. I shook my head, as if wanting to erase that memory away. "Gracielle?" my father asked again, snapping my attention back to him. I nodded. My throat felt dry to answer. "I'll behave," *** Elizabeth Trina Thorn waved a figure-hugging pink sleeveless dress at my face the minute I stepped into our home quarter. Our home was furnished as lavish and as luxurious as the ones in Jerry's quarter even though his was definitely grander than ours. "Mom," I wailed, "A dress?! This is why you told Dad to drag me here?" "It's your dress for tomorrow," Mother said excitedly as she gave the dress to me. "Try it on," I shook my head. "Mom! It's not my wedding or something!" I said exasperatedly. "I don't need to dress up," "Nonsense!" Mother said, she loved ceremonies; it was, in her devout opinion, one of the many places where she could dress up her daughter like a Barbie Doll. "There's going to be a lot of eligible bachelor tomorrow sweetie," she said with a sugary smile. "You're 19 years old now; it's time for you to find a boyfriend!" I grumbled. Trust my Mom to wanting to play matchmaker. I just had my heart broken today. Did she really expect me to go and fish in the market? Oh wait, yes, I forgot. Mom didn't have any slightest idea about Jerry and I. What we used to have together. I sighed again as I looked at my mother whose face was shinning with happiness and excitement. I looked at the dress. It was beautiful. I smiled at her, I knew that she was just being nice and loving to me, the way how mothers should be with their daughters. Just because my heart is torn apart, it didn't mean that I have the right to make others as miserable as I do. "Oh all right Mom," I gave in. "I'll go try the dress," I said as I turned on my heels and started to go into my room. "Gracie honey, wait," Mother called. I stopped in mid track and turned back. She waved a pair of expensive looking pink heels with diamond straps and a jewellery box which I was certain filled with pink accessories. I sighed quietly. Mom can be over the top sometimes. I thought as I took the heels and the box with me. *** The next morning opened up to a whole new chapter in my life. I woke up, hearing excited laughter and giggles from the outside. I looked out to the window and saw that guests were starting to pile into the manor. I sighed again. Today marked the definite ending of Jerry and me. I felt numb. It was like I had lost any reason to live or even to sparkle but I was determined to not make myself look like some helpless damsel with a broken heart. I didn't want Jerry to feel any guiltier, because I was afraid that he might break the oath. I didn't want a war written in my name. I didn't want to risk losing my family in a war which I was certain could be prevented if I could show up a strong composed look. Mom came bustling into my room, chirping happily as she placed another dress on my unmade bed. "Get dress, dear," she said, she was already dressed up and looked beautiful in her long figure-hugging light green sundress. "The five-in-commands are needed at the front to welcome the three packs," and then she left me alone, singing and dancing to herself. I couldn't help but smile. My mom loved nothing but a happy occasion. I wish I could be as happy as her. *** Haylie welcomed me with a smile. She looked charming and exquisite in her purple sundress. Her long brown hair was piled high into a bun with a few tendrils loose. "You look beautiful, Gracielle," she whispered as I stood next to her. Our parents were at the front gates, welcoming the other three packs for the Union. The five-in-commands offspring (including me) were assigned to stand a few meters back from our patents at the front hall. We were to welcome and shake hands with the other packs superiors and in-commands. There was originally 5 werewolves pack but after the war, only four packs survived and agreed on a pact. The Thorn Pack, The Ruben Pack, The Nyca Pack and The Andashman Pack had formed the Four Council and a pact of peace was drawn upon. It was in this Four Council where Jerry was betrothed to Fiorelle Andashman. The union would form stronger alliances and bigger territorial areas. I was certain that more betrothals will be made after this until the four packs become one. Then again, maybe it was just my opinion but it was a plausible one. "My, my, look how well you've grown, Miss Gracielle Trina," I looked up to the voice; I couldn't help but to blush at his compliment. "It has been years since we met," James Erickana Ruben said, his voice held an aura of confident and welcoming. "Miss?" I echoed with disbelieve. Haylie snickered. "James, you're going to make her think that she's getting old," Ah, Haylie knew me well. The 25 year old Ruben Alpha smiled. "I was just teasing you Gracielle," "How are you, James?" I asked him. I couldn't help but to note how those few years had changed him. He looked so good and so strong. His body rippled with enough masculinity that made him looked manly and "wolfy". He didn't look like those strange over-muscled men I watched in sport TV. He just looked normal but strong and intimidating to others who dare to challenge him. "Well as ever," He answered. "You looked stunning, Gracielle," I blushed. He looked at me but knew that he couldn't say more since the other packs would be here to greet with them. "Perhaps we shall talk again tonight at the Union," he said, "Catch up on old and new things, eh?" I couldn't find my voice so I just nodded. "See you later Gracielle, Haylie," he nodded to us as he walked with his other pack's members into the big hall where the lower rank of our packs would show them their quarter where they would be resting for the Union. "He looked so hot," Haylie grinned. "I think he likes you," "Oh, quit it Haylie," I shook my head, "James won't like a girl like me, I am too plain," *** At midnight, the atmosphere grew more intense and more excited. The whole day was spent socializing and feasting with the three packs. I had the misfortune to bump into Jerry just minutes before he was to be in his chamber and be prepared by the lower ranks members for his union with Fiorelle. I didn't realize it until now that Fiorelle would become the Thorn Pack's Alpha Female. She would have the rank to order us around. I shuddered at the thought of being one of her Beta since there was a high chance that the five-in-commands daughters would be elected as Betas. There weren't many of us girls in the five-in-commands. It was enough to make a group of Betas. I frowned at that thought. Would I be able to work with Fiorelle properly and have the restraint to not challenge her? Jerry looked at me. His face was emotionless. I didn't know whether he was sad or excited with the prospect of his Union. "Congratulation Jerry," I said as I bowed my head to him. He bit his lip. "You look gorgeous, Gracielle," he said. I realized that he didn't call me with his favourite pet name anymore. My heart stung. "The man who'll have you is a very lucky fellow," he said suddenly. My heart felt icy and it was edging to crumble. I didn't want to cry. I faked a bright smile at him. "Indeed he will be," I nodded. "You and Fiorelle will make a beautiful couple," He didn't say anymore. He gave a final look at me and then retreated into his chamber followed by a few of the lower ranks. I looked down to my feet; tears were starting to pool into my eyes. My throat felt blocked and dry. I shook my head as I wiped my treacherous tears away. I hurried down to the sacred chamber, intent on enveloping myself with the crowd. I found Haylie with the rest of the in-commands' offspring. "Where have you been Gracielle?" she chastised me, "The ceremony's about to start! We need to get to our place," with that she practically dragged me to the front of the chamber. The others including all of the three packs had mingled and form a large layered circle, surrounding a raised circle platform where Jerry would be united with Fiorelle. We were supposed to stand at the very front of the platform. The rest of those who have mated would strip down and rutted on the floor following later. Those who haven't, like Haylie and I would have to stand and watch the event unfold, we were like the core witnesses to this union. I wasn't looking forward to it. Minutes later, Jerry walked to the raised platform. I knew that he was looking at me but I stubbornly held my gaze on the floor. I knew that he was wearing nothing but the traditional silvery white robe. Fiorelle was already on the platform, sitting on her legs on the platform wearing nothing but the short traditional robe. A crown of sweet-smelling flowers was on her head, making her looked more beautiful. An ancient looking man walked up the platform short stairs and started to read the sacred words. "Let the night bless the union, let the moon whispers her powers to the sky, let the union be the start of a new life together, a love to spread, a power to hold..." he paused, instructing with his hand, "Let us change with the world, let us change with the union," with that growls erupted in the chamber. I looked around, I saw all around us, those who have mated ripped open their clothes and transformed into big strong wolves. I caught a smile on James's strikingly handsome face across of me. I didn't realize that he was there before. I saw Fiorelle and Jerry ripped open their robes; I caught a second look of his naked body. My eyes froze on such godly beauty as he transformed into a big silvery brown wolf. Fiorelle didn't transform into her muddy brown wolf form, it was expected. I swallowed. This was it. The moment. I thought. The true ending of Jerry and me. The ancient man didn't transform as well. He looked up. His hands spread open. "With the power vested in me by the Four Holy Council, I witness thee as mates for eternity, the Thorn Alpha, Jerry Hynes Thorn and the Andashman Alpha's daughter, Fiorelle Rana Andashman, I announce thee, with the holy power within me, the power of the wolves, that thee are soul mates for eternity, till time shall stop," Instincts overruled them. I couldn't bear to look. I had to look away but James's stubborn gaze was upon me and I didn't want him to have any thoughts that would make him realize the truth of what Jerry and I used to have so I held my ground and looked at them on the platform. Jerry growled. Fiorelle grinned, teasing him to come near, daring him to conquer her. Jerry approached her. Her hands snaked to his aroused cock. She teased it, enveloping her dainty hands on his 9-inch cock. She bent down and started kissing the head, licking up to his neatly trimmed pubic region. I exhaled, I couldn't believe how erotic and how numbing it was at the same time. Haylie must have thought that I was feeling pain inside since she held my hand and held in support. "Be strong," she managed to whisper into my ear. We continued to witness her ministration on Jerry's cock. He moaned and held her head closer to him. He was impatient. I noticed that she liked it. She enveloped her lips on his cock and started sucking it. I could hear the slurp, slurp of saliva. I shuddered. James smiled at me. I groaned. He must have thought that I was embarrassed witnessing this union. Little innocent naïve me. Jerry groaned as he ripped Fiorelle off his cock and positioned her. He kissed her neck, licking it as he bent her on her knees. He went to her back, licking it down to her arse, she automatically spread her legs wide open. An invitation, he noted to himself as he mounted her, his forepaws on her hips; his hairy body almost overshadowed her as he speared his cock gently into his mate's virgin pussy. As her pussy enveloped tightly on his cock, he lost control and balance, he howled in victory as he pumped in and out. She moaned, a mixture of pain and pleasure rising in her voice as she transformed into a smaller muddy brown wolf. They howled as the rest of the pack started to rut and howled. The sacred chamber was filled to its brim with howling. Fiorelle made small gasps, sated, moaning as he continued to pump in and out of her. She snapped her sharp teeth at him, wanting more of his thrusting. He complied with their instinctual desires. He went to her neck and took a gentle bite, enough to scar and made her his forever. She returned the favour and bit his neck. Howling, he emptied himself into her. He slumped tiredly and sated at her side, snuggling and bringing her closer to him. The rest of the packs were still rutting, although nearing to their orgasmic goals. I was deeply aroused. I knew all of the virginal witnesses were feeling exactly the same thing like I do. I gulped. My heart was broken, that I was certain but it didn't hurt anymore. Why was it so? My gaze locked towards James who supported a healthy hard-on. I couldn't blame him, the scene unfolded in front of us was too erotic to ignore. There was a glint on his eyes, a sort-of mischievous knowing glance as he smiled at me. I felt drawn to him suddenly. Haylie breathed out hard. She grabbed the guy standing next to her and started kissing him. She wouldn't made love to him but she was sated enough to just kiss and fondle him. Just Being Wolfy Ch. 01 I looked at the tired-sated-looking newly mated couple on the platform. They were breathing raggedly in equal contentment. I knew that I was healing, my heart would mend but I think it was best for now if I avoid bumping into Jerry whenever I can, at least until I was fully mended. I looked at James again but he was gone. I whirled around, many were finished rutting although some were still howling in pleasure. "Gracielle?" Haylie called a few minutes later. She was flushed. "That was the most erotic thing I've ever done," she grinned. "With Steve too," she giggled. "Hey, are you OK?" she noticed that I wasn't paying attention to her. "I -- I'm OK," I said, "I was just...looking for James," "Well, you'll see him tomorrow then, c'mon, let's go back home, I'm tired," Haylie said as she pulled me. We went out the Sacred Chamber as a few others started to pile out. The newly mated couple would return to the Alpha Quarter a few minutes later. I would be OK. I promised to myself with a smile. TO BE CONTINUED.... Please VOTE and COMMENT -- thank you!! Just Being Wolfy Ch. 02 *** Hi there! This is the second installment for JUST BEING WOLFY... I hope you guys like the first installment and would love the second one! More to come!! Thank you for reading and don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT!! *** You can't beat me Gracie! Haylie thought, challenging me as she sprinted fast up to the hilltop. Flashes of green swished past us as we sprinted and leaped across the mountainous terrain. Being smug, are we? I thought back, I could feel the adrenaline spiked high up into my blood. Boiling and simmering deep; fueling my instinctual desires to beat her in our own little game. I sprinted past her, leaping over her light brown furred body and landed on my feet. I managed to look back and saw her gaining speed towards me. I growled happily, knowing that I will win the race. I leaped up the fallen tree and sprinted up to our make-shift stop. I could see it, just a few meters away. I was about to make a high leap when suddenly out of nowhere a beautiful silvery white-snow wolf leaped over and tackled me, making me lost my balance. I yelped in surprise just as Haylie sprinted past me and won the race. I growled, snapping my sharp teeth at the intruder who had sabotaged my winning chance. Haylie chortled. She had phased back into her human form. She had put a pink tank top and a denim skirt on. We had placed our clothes there by the tree bark, near our stop before the race. "Haha, I won," she was exultingly gloating and yet, she was cautious since I was still in my wolf form. An irritated snapping silvery-gray wolf. It took me a full minute to fully recognize the scent wafting to my nostrils. I stopped snapping my teeth and growled instead. Damn it, James! What the hell? I thought, feeling annoyed as I relaxed my body, turning into a full 360' spin and landed on my human feet. Haylie quickly gave my sundress back at me. I slipped it on before James could even turn his head and saw my naked form. James, on the other hand, didn't have any trouble with nudity. He stood in front of us in his godly beauty. He was beautiful with his clothes on but he was even more magnificent without one. His smooth body rippled with masculinity. His abdomen held a beautiful six-packed. Haylie and my eyes were drawn to every bit of his beauty. My gaze fell involuntarily to his flaccid cock hung, down to his neatly trimmed pubic region. He smiled mischievously when he noticed my gaze. His cock swollen into a raging hard-on. I gulped, tearing my gaze away from him. What was he doing? I wondered as I took a step back. He smiled again as he turned to his left and retrieved his clothes. Haylie approached me, a hint of amusement sparkled in her green eyes. "I think my Mom called me," she said smirking. "I should be going," she started to walk, "See you guys later," "Haylie!" I snapped at her. What was she doing? Why was she leaving me alone with him? To no avail, Haylie continued to walk, pretending to not hear my thoughts of complaints which I had shoot to her. I scratched my head, feeling a mixture of annoyance and awkwardness boiling together into my core. I turned and started to walk, I didn't know what to do, heck, I wasn't even sure if I should remain standing there while he put his clothes back on. "Gracielle! Hey! Wait up!" darn it, I thought with dismay. I stopped in mid track. He walked to my side. "Why are you so eager to leave?" "Um, I think my Dad called me," I lied lamely. Ugh, well done Gracielle, I thought to myself, a very 'original' excuse. He raised his left eyebrow in question but he didn't ponder on it. "I barely see you since the Union a week ago," he started talking as we walked up on the marble-stoned path up to the Thorn Manor. We could see the other packs walking around; some were playing in their wolf form, stretching their muscles. "We won't be staying here forever you know," he joked and yet, a hint of seriousness rang in his voice, "My pack is leaving back home tomorrow morning after the Grand Feast, we barely talk and catch up," There was a reason why he barely saw me after the Mating Ceremony. I kept to myself in my room and spent most of my free time bottled up in the Thorn Library. I didn't want to bump to neither Jerry nor Fiorelle, his mate but strangely, I was more to hiding myself from bumping with James. It was weird. An odd peculiar behaviour but I couldn't find myself locking eyes with him and not blush in embarrassment. He intimidated me sometimes. I looked at him. "Well, we are talking now," He chuckled at my statement. "Yes, I believe we are," "Look," I started stopping. I touched his bare left arm, I shuddered when an electric current seemed to past between us. He looked at me. I ignored the current. "I'm sorry that we didn't have time to hang out but just because we didn't get to hang this week, it didn't mean that we cannot hang next time, right?" I was strangely desperate to please him. He broke into a grin. "I'll take a rain check on it then," I was about to ask him again about it when a deep voice startle me. "Gracielle Trina," Michael Thorn boomed. "Have you enough fooling around child? I hope you are aware of your duties as a Beta," I frowned. I looked at James but he didn't look surprised at Michael's arrival. Perhaps as an alpha, he could sense others around him. I sighed. Three days after the Mating Ceremony, Fiorelle did make all of the in-commands' daughters as her Betas. Me and my big mouth. Now as a Beta, I wasn't supposed to spend my time playing around the forest like I used to. My new duties entailed me to be responsible over a group of low ranks members of our pack which was assigned to me. I was given the task to oversee them on the library and educational duties of the pack. Haylie was responsible on overseeing the kitchen and gardening duties. The other two girls were responsible on ceremonies and financial duties. I was fine with my assigned duty since I love spending time curled up with the books in Thorn Library, in fact, before becoming a Beta, I could always be found in the library when I was done playing around the forest. "I already have done my duties, Michael," I couldn't help but to growl a bit with annoyance. He raised an eyebrow at me. "Watch the tone, Gracielle, even if we're the same age, I am still the pack's third-in-command," Ugh, just because his father decided to retire early, it didn't mean that Michael could step over and boss around me. He ignored me then. He cast a disapproving look before he turned to James. "Ruben, the other alphas are circling up for a talk by the lake, I'm told to summon you there," James didn't say anything but a nod. He looked at me and offered me a little smile before he took off with Michael to the lake. I, on the other hand, was fuming with irritation at Michael. I knew that it was one of his duties to oversee the Betas but c'mon! We were practically on the same rank for heaven's sake! I stomped back to the Thorn Manor, fuming, I felt equally mystified with myself because I was never this rebellious or tempered before. Was it because my annoyance of Michael disturbing a moment between James and me that triggered this reaction? This rebellious teenager in me. "Gracielle," a sweet chirpy voice woke me from my thoughts. I looked up. Fiorelle stood in front of me. Her long hair curled lazily on her back. She was very beautiful, I thought, much more beautiful than me. Fit to be with Jerry. I sighed to myself. I bowed my head to her in respect. I didn't want her to suspect anything. "My name is Fiorelle," she introduced herself to me. It was normal for the Alpha Female to get acquaintance with the in-commands' offspring. She chuckled airily. "Just because I'm the Alpha Female now," she started, "Please do not get awkward with me. I'm practically a sister to all of you. We will be such great friends, sisters!" I felt equally sickened with her friendly attempts. Was she really sincere or was it just a ploy to boss me around? I closed my eyes for a moment. Sometimes I could get too imaginative, I shook the treacherous thoughts away before she decided to read my mind – an advantage of being the Alpha's partner. "Now," she curled her left hand and cling it to mine, "Why don't we go for a walk and join Haylie at the Common Room?" Haylie sprawled on the long couch, resting there lazily as she watched the show on the TV unfold. Kristanna Byrne Thorn and Felicia Grant Thorn were lying on their stomach on the furry carpeted floor. All of the Betas were here. I sat on an empty armchair near Felicia. Fiorelle sat cross-legged on the carpet with them. I didn't know what to say or do even. It was like I was frozen and turned into a robot, following what Fiorelle wanted. It seemed like an innocent Alpha Female and her Betas gathering, a little tea party even. I wondered if Fiorelle was really as sweet as she seemed or was it just a pretense to make us fall over her acts? There went my super-imagination again, I shook myself mentally, time will, I suppose, tell whether she was being true. I mean, it wasn't like I have a say in this matter. Fiorelle was after all the new Alpha Female. My Leader. Kristanna giggled suddenly. She looked at the Alpha Female intently. "Fiorelle," she chuckled, "Does Jerry tire you down?" Fiorelle had the decency to blush at her Beta's question. "He is certainly an animal," Fiorelle answered, her tone started to become dreamy. "Oh, the way he pleasures me...His talented tongue! Oh! Oh!" She moaned at her memory of their time together. "He was..." she paused suddenly, "Cold initially but no man can resist my charms," she giggled. "Cold?" I couldn't help but to ask. Fiorelle looked at me. Her big blue eyes sparkled. "Indeed!" she nodded. "He wasn't seem willing to come to me after the Mating, it was as if something was in his mind, like there was something bothering him but he didn't tell me what it was," she dropped her tone into a whisper so that only the four of us could hear her words. "But I crumbled the man," she said with unmistaken triumph in her chirpy voice. "I danced to him, a slow seductive dance as I strip myself open to him. Oh, what a stubborn fighter he was," her tone became dreamier, "I splayed myself open wide for him on our bed," she giggled, "Oh how his eyes sparked with lust! He practically leaped over me, licking my body...oh, my...down to my pussy...my puffy lips...I could almost feel his talented fingers probing my pussy now, teasing my clit...oh...the way he shoved his cock into my needy pussy, his knot buried deep into me...licking, kissing, biting me ever so lustily...yum" she sprang up suddenly. Her eyes glimmered with deep longing and lust. "Excuse me ladies," she smiled at the deeply aroused Betas. "I need my alpha," she chuckled as she bolted down to find him. I moaned. I closed my eyes. I didn't need the picture of Jerry mounting her in my mind. I didn't need any more of those pains to slow my healing time. Haylie stood up. "I definitely need to mate," she giggled. "Listening to Fiorelle's explicit words is making me real horny!" but then, when she realized the look on my face. She pulled me up to my feet and practically dragged me away from the hearing range of Kristanna and Felicia who were fooling around with each other on the carpeted floor. "I'm OK," I said quickly. "Gracielle, I'm so sorry," Haylie started. "No, really," I shook my head, "I'm truly OK, I just didn't like having pictures of him rutting all over with her stuck in my brain," I lowered my voice to a whisper, "I am getting over him, Haylie, I'll be fine soon enough," "I have an idea!" she sparkled abruptly, "Why don't you hook up with James?" she giggled. "He does has a beautiful cock you know, in case you haven't noticed when we were at the forest," "Shh!" I covered her mouth with my hand. "People could hear you!" I started to blush at the memory of his hard-on. "Admit it!" she teased, "He's aroused because you looked at him!" "Haylie!" I yelled exasperatedly at her. "I told you. We're just friends!" a look from Haylie made me sighed again. "Besides even if I do have any slightest remotely anything close to a feeling towards him, it's useless since I am just too much younger than him. I'm sure he would want a girl who's more adventurous and older than me," "You're insane, Gracie," Haylie noted with a laugh. "I don't think there's anyone here more adventurous than the two of us put together," "Then, why don't you go and flirt him instead?!" I snapped with deep annoyance. "First of all," Haylie smiled as we walked along the corridor. The lower ranks bowed their heads to us as we passed them. "He doesn't like me more than a friend – well, at least that's what I can see from the spark between the two of you," she avoided a swipe from me, giggling. "Secondly, I happened to have a crush on Steve," "Stevenson Gorham Thorn?" I looked at her dubiously. "He's like what, the fourth-in-command's son?" "Yeah, so what?" she grinned. "Would you like it better if I have a crush on Michael?" I groaned with distaste. "A crush on that bossy oaf?" that made me laughed. "Haylie, c'mon, James's an alpha remember?" Haylie looked down to her feet. "Oh," realization dawned upon her pretty face. "Alpha, yeah, gosh, I forgot," she growled, "Damn those old fashioned betrothal-arrangements," she looked at me, "You just look and see Gracielle, one of these days; we would be the next victim! Ugh, I cringe to the thought of being arranged to mate with that bossy oaf!" her eyes suddenly popped wide open. "OH MY GOD!" she grabbed both of my arms and hissed, "Don't you see Gracielle?" "What?" I chuckled with her hyperactive thoughts. "We might be the recipient of Michael's bossy cock!" she shuddered in disgust. I chortled. "You're weird, Haylie," I laughed, "But I still love you nonetheless!" *** "Oh wow, you looked beautiful Gracie," Mom commented as I twirled in front of her for her sake. I was her Barbie Doll again. I wasn't fond of dressing up or even looking pretty. I was more comfortable with wearing jeans and a shirt. I knew how to look all glam up thanks to my Mom incessant beauty lessons ever since I spoke my first word but I found it a bit too tiring to be all girly sometimes. I was wearing a rather short crimson silky dress that rode up to my mid thigh. It was sleeveless and showed a bit of more cleavage than the first dress I had worn on the night of the Mating Ceremony. Mom had teased my long hair into a long curly-wavy do that lay lazily on my shoulders. I had put on four-inch black heels with diamond straps making my frame taller up to 6-feet. Mom had also taken the liberty to apply light make-up on my face. "Good girls don't need thick make-ups," she always said, "A little says more than perfect," and then I joined her, giggling, "and more says that you're a hooker desperate for a lay," we burst into laughter. "Mom," I said suddenly, turning towards her, "Thank you," I said sincerely. "Ah, Gracie, you're my daughter! There's no need to thank me," and then she glinted, "But if you could bring a man back..." she smiled teasingly. "I'm certain that when those eligible wolves see you, they will melt," I shook my head in disbelieve. Trust Mom to go matchmaking-mode again. "I saw James being friendly with you on the Mating Ceremony day," she started to sound sugary. "Honey," she pulled at my hand and pulled me down to sit on one of the beanie bags. "He's extremely eligible," she noted. "He's young, powerful and not to mention very wealthy," "Ugh Mom!" I cut into her words before she could get any ideas. "Not you too!" I groaned. "Haylie's been a pain in the butt ever since he arrived here, I told her and I will tell you the exact same thing," I bit my lips hard, I could feel blood drawn. "James and I are just good buddies!" Mom looked crestfallen. "Is that so?" she bit her lips. "Perhaps I was wrong," "Yes Mom, you are wrong, now please, can we stop talking about baiting guys into falling in love with me?" I demanded but I regretted instantly when I saw the hurt wash over her face. I sighed. Mom only meant well. "I'm sorry Mom, I was rude. That was uncalled for," I apologized. Mom smiled at me. "Nothing's to be forgiven, honey, I'm just too excited with all of this ceremony," she paused briefly, "You do know how much I loved to dress up for parties," that, I knew very well. I smiled. "Where's Dad?" I asked her after a while as she looked at herself in the gilded mirror. "I haven't seen him since breakfast," "Well, last I checked, he's in the meeting by the lake," she combed her hair briefly with her fingers, "I'm sure he's somewhere in the Grand Hall with the rest of the in-commands," she turned to me. "Let's worry about you, OK? I think we need more glitter on that neck," she grabbed a glitter powder from the drawer near her. I sighed. I sat down on the built-in dresser's chair as Mom applied glitter powder on my collarbone. I was definitely a Barbie girl. *** The Grand Feast lived up to its name. A feast made to honour the newly mated couple. The Grand Hall was decorated with lovely scented candles and of course thousands of fresh flowers promising bright beautiful fragrance wafting to the whole area. Red carpet was rolled from the entrance up to the main narrow mahogany table where the newly mated couple would seat accompanied with the other three alphas and their respective mates, should they have one. My family and I were seated near to the front area so I could see the main table clearly but fortunately they wouldn't be able to notice that I was looking at them. My attention, however, wasn't fixed on the newly mated couple. Strange, I thought. I knew that I should be seething in anger but I wasn't. I didn't feel numb anymore ever since – although I hate to admit it – James came into my life. He had that air of freshness, that contagious confidence and infectious easiness that seemed to be compatible with my broken heart. James, indirectly, had healed my heart faster than I had expected but I wasn't in love with him. I was certain about that and I was sure that James felt the same. We were – as I had strongly said to both Haylie and Mom – friends. He was handsome tonight. He wore a silver tux instead of the traditional black. Ah, a rebel, that was my initial thought when I saw him at the front entrance to the Grand Hall. The lower ranks of our pack were ushering us to our seats. I didn't say anything to him, I didn't feel like I need to as our eyes met and his lips formed a little smile. I nodded at him in acknowledgement before Dad whisked Mom and me to our assigned table. Haylie was of course already there at the table, looking stunning as ever in a low cropped black dress that exposed her pale back. I wish I had the courage to wear such brave exposing clothes like hers! Although I must say; my dress for tonight was a lot different that what I would have worn; just like what Mom had said, a number of wolves noticed me walking by and ogled at me shamelessly. I grinned. It was nice to be lusted over. I noticed James had given me a rather disapproving weird look when I walked past him. Odd, I wondered to myself, I thought he liked my dress. My family had greeted the newly mated couple. I bowed my head down to my Alpha and his Alpha Female. I refused to meet my gaze to Jerry although I was certain that he was ogling at me. I found it rather satisfying to realize that he could only watch and not touch me. That must be frustrating. I sounded a little vain. I chuckled. A toast was made for the newly mated couple. All of us stood up and bowed our heads to them and then took a sip from our glass of champagne. The feast continued with a little speech of thank-you by Jerry, you know, the usual thing people would say on their wedding reception. I muted my hearing and focused on the food in front of me. I was hungry; I hadn't eaten a bite since breakfast since I wanted to make room for the scrumptious food waiting for me in the feast. Just Being Wolfy Ch. 02 "...thank you all for coming, the blessings you have given to me and my dear mate, Fiorelle, as my last words to such a beautiful event, I invite you all to feast and dance all night long," ah, finally, the boring speech was over. I smiled at Haylie. She had the same thought like I did; I didn't need to be a mind reader like an alpha to know that! *** "Gracielle?" James called as he grabbed my hand. I looked at him. I was about to leave the Grand Hall with my family. He noticed the look on my father's face. He smiled. He released his hold on me. He turned to him and said with an air of easiness, "Alexander, I would like to take your daughter out for a little walk, the moon outside is very beautiful," My Mom smiled widely. I could almost hear her thoughts going, ah hah! You cannot fool me, Gracie! I rolled my eyes. Mothers can be so intuitive sometimes. I looked at Dad, half hoping that he would be a rigid strict father and told me to go back home and sleep but to my dismay, his face relaxed and nodded. "Just don't take her out too long, she's still a maiden," with that he turned and held my Mom along her waist. "Come Elizabeth, I think the moon view would be lovelier in our room," Mom snickered with obvious anticipation. Oh, great! Now I had the disturbingly image of my parents rutting. Ugh! I glared at James. He smiled innocently at me. He offered his hand to me. I took a step back. His left eyebrow rose high, accentuating his eyes. He looked so good, he even smelled good too. "All of that glaring is going to leave you with crow's feet, Gracielle," he teased. I pouted at him. "You're being extremely annoying on your last night here, James," He grabbed my left hand again. "Come," he said, "Let's go walk outside!" Rolling my eyes, I let him led me out. I didn't even realize that Jerry was glaring murderously at us from behind while his mate was busily talking to one of her Betas. *** James was right. The moon was gorgeous tonight. It was full and silvery with mists of little clouds visible just at the end of the moon. Stars sparkled like lights on the heaven on the dark sky. The air felt clean and refreshed. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes, enjoying the scenery that had unfolded in front of me a few second ago. "I liked it when you're this relax," he said suddenly breaking the silence between us. I opened my eyes and I saw him standing right in front of me. I looked at him, wondering. He took a step forward. I, reflexively, took a step backward. My back hit the tall lush Cherry Tree. He spread his hands on each of my side, preventing me from making an attempted escape. I looked at his strong hands and then straight into his eyes. "What are you doing?" I asked him curiously, slowly becoming aware of his intention. His left fingers traced the lines of my jaw. "You're beautiful," he whispered, "More than the moon itself," I bit my full lips. He groaned. I looked at him alarmed. "You're such a little tease, Gracielle," he whispered as his fingers trailed down to the lines of my waist. "I've been thinking about you ever since we first met at my coronation as a Ruben Alpha," he closed the gap between us; I could feel the warm breath on my neck. "You, my little wolfy vixen, have taken my breath away," His naughty lips trailed alongside of my neck. I couldn't help but sigh in pleasure as his hands caressed my body. "Kiss me," I said in a little whisper. He smiled widely, revealing a row of perfect white teeth. He dropped little kisses along the lines of my cheeks and down to my collarbone. My hands roamed to his strong back. I breathed in his scent. Oh, his seductive addictive scent. I swallowed. "James," I demanded urgently. He chuckled as he held my body closer to his and kissed me on my lips. The kiss started slow and sensuous. Innocent little kisses. I held him closer and tighter, wanting to be the dominant one and yet, wanting to be the submissive one as well. His tongue probed opened my lips, twirling and dancing with mine. He groaned in our kisses as our kiss deepened. He went down to my neck and licked it gently, nibbling it. I moaned in sheer pleasure, my hands had a life on its own as they tugged open on his pants. I cupped his raging cock, bending down on my knees; I gave it a little kiss. The purple head twitched and swollen, I licked my lips in anticipation as I enveloped it into my dainty mouth. Bobbing my head, I went up and down on his well-endowed cock. Oh, the beautiful cock which had me glued when I first seen it at the forest. His hands grabbed my silky dress and ripped it open but I didn't care. He took his shirt off, pushing me off his cock before I could even make him cum. His thick purplish cock twitched in lust. He pushed me gently on my bare back on the ground; he went on top of me, kissing and licking my hard nipples. He pinched it gently, making me moan even harder and louder. I didn't care if the others heard us. I was too much in heavenly pleasure to even remember. He bent down and sucked on my nipples, I spread my legs wide open. He took it as an invitation as he positioned himself; he touched my puffy pussy lips, spreading it wide. It glistened under the moon light. He moaned. He turned; he couldn't help but to give my clit a few licks, sucking it. I took a deep breath, moaning and thrashing my legs wider. He held my legs open. I couldn't take it anymore as a dam broke open under me. I came hard, right onto his waiting face. He licked it clean. We breathed hard and deep. He went up to me, positioning himself once again. He lined his thick cock right onto my waiting wet virgin pussy hole. I closed my eyes in anticipation, my hands held onto his back as he sank his cock into me. "Ahh," I moaned, pain started to creep upon me as his cock stretched me wide open. He reached the virginal sheath. He kissed my lips, murmuring, "I'll be gentle love," with that he pulled back a bit. I moaned, desperately wanting his cock back into me. Kissing me again deeply on my lips, he slammed through my virginity, swallowing my yelp of pain. He started to pump in and out of me faster and faster. The pain faded away into a memory as waves of pleasure overcame me. I could feel his cock thicken and swollen even more, pumping faster and faster. I moaned to him, wanting him to be closer and faster. It was then I felt it. At the base of his cock was a lot thicker than at the front. I realized at the last minute that it was his knot. He slammed more into me, pumping, spearing me wide open, I could smell my virginal blood wafting into my sensitive nose. He growled as he pumped in one last time as he emptied into me, his warm cum washed over my waiting womb. His knot held tight onto my pussy as he bared his sharp teeth. I leaned my head instinctively as he bent down and bit it, scarring it, marking me as his forever. Instinct washed over me as I bit him back. He growled and howled in pleasure as he pumped in and out of me again and again, cumming for the second time. We panted. Tired. Exhaustion started to overwhelm us. He held me closer to him, warming my cold naked body to his warm strong one. "I love you Gracielle," he murmured as sleep started to overtaken me. "I always do," I closed my eyes, snuggling closer to him, not realizing the significance of what we had done. What I had done out of lust and pure teenager-filled hormones. I was in deep trouble. TO BE CONTINUED.... Please VOTE and COMMENT!! – Thank you very much! Just Being Wolfy Ch. 03 *** Hi there! This is the third installment for JUST BEING WOLFY I hope you guys will love it!! Don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT!! THANK YOU!! *** What a nice dream, I thought to myself sleepily as I stretched. Yawning, I popped open my eyes and smiled to the sunlight streaming down the big grand window. Odd, I thought once again, too lazy to sit up straight on the comfortable bed. My body was warm and cozy tucked up into the thick silky duvet. I never realized my bedroom had a big window before. How strange. I forced myself to sit up straight, finally noticing the soreness all around my body. It felt like my bones had gone unhinged from its socket. I looked around my surrounding, noticing that I wasn't in my bedroom at all. Realization dawned upon my face as I looked down at my naked body, barely covered with the duvet now. Bracing myself, I looked to my right and saw a naked body curled into a peaceful sleep next to me. Horrified with sudden hit of reality right into my face, I quietly and as carefully as I could get out from the bed. I was in the Ruben Alpha Resting Quarter, sleeping directly in their alpha's arms. I couldn't even remember how I ended up in his room. Was I drugged? I wondered briefly as I looked around the mahogany floor for my clothes. I couldn't find it. Not even a shred of cloth. I froze in mid track, remembering the whole moonlight walk last night. I shuddered as my left hand went up gingerly to my neck and felt a crescent shaped-scar – a perfect copy of a one-of-a-kind bite. I covered my face with both hands. What have I done? I've mated with the Ruben Alpha without the Four Council's consent! Heck! I wasn't even betrothed to him to begin with! Such horrendous blasphemy to begin with, fear crept to my spine, snaking its way right into my core. James started to stir in his sleep; his hands snaked up to where I had lain next to him, his eyes popped open lazily, a hint of dreaminess sparkled in his eyes. I was aware of my nakedness in front of him suddenly, blushing deep red, my eyes darted all around the chamber, hoping to find at least a robe, anything to cover me up decently. He smiled at me as he got up from the bed, his whole naked beauty shown with no barrier in front of me. My gaze was drawn down to his partial hard-on. I gulped. I took a step back, putting a futile distance between us. "Don't be shy, love," he whispered affectionately. "J - James," I stuttered as I took another step back, finding myself trapped on the wall. "Please don't do this," I pleaded. "I – we....we shouldn't have mated," but he ignored me as usual as he closed the gap and enveloped me with his strong hands. He started to line kisses on my cheeks, down to my collarbone, lingering for a while on the bite mark on my neck. I moaned softly as his hands fondled my breasts, tugging around my hard aroused nipples. "I need you," he breathed into my ear. He lifted me up and carried me to the bed. I closed my eyes, moaning louder when he spread my legs wide open and dipped his finger into my tight hole. He bent down, kissing my puffy lips, spreading it wide open. He added another finger into my hole, pumping in and out, spearing as fast as he could. My hands held tight onto his head, pushing him deeper into me. Longing and lust overwhelmed my sensibility as I gave in to our dire instinctual needs. He licked his finger clean, offering one of it to my lips. I tugged at him closer, bringing his lips to mine. I crushed my lips passionately to meld with his, tongues dancing together. Our hands caressing one another. I threw him on his back, giggling a bit as I straddled him. My hands on his chest, caressing his well-defined abdomen. I bent down and kissed him again as he lifted my hips and aligned his cock to my pussy hole. I moaned as I slid down onto his warm pulsating cock. I rode him, my hips bobbed up and down on his cock. My breasts swayed and jiggled, teasing him, calling him to pull and tug at my aroused nipples. He caressed and fondled me as he took over. He pushed me onto my back, whipping up both of my legs to his shoulders, his cock never leaving mine. He slammed deeper into me. I groaned and moaned, my yelps of pure pleasure aroused him. He pumped in faster and faster, his hands gripped tightly onto my hips, I knew that I would have bruises but it was worth it. He groaned as his knot entered me, the pulsating monster pumped into me, holding me close to him. He moaned in sheer ecstasy as he emptied himself into me, I could feel his warm gooey cum washed all over my womb. He bent down and kissed me again on my lips. I rolled my eyes in pure orgasmic bliss; my hands lay limp on his back. His fingers traced an invisible line from my mouth down to my cleavage, to my belly button, dipping into my clit. He teased it, pulling it gently, tugging it, making me moaned louder. My legs thrashed, I opened my legs wider, my left fingers traced his lips as he continued to tease me. I came harder than before. I breathed out, feeling deeply sated and exhausted at the same time. His knot was still buried deep within me so he lay on my chest. My breasts were his pillow of lust. "Sleep my love," he said, tracing his fingers on my areola. Despite knowing that we were in big trouble, I obeyed him as sleep started to creep into me, pulling me into a deep slumber again. I could hear the wolves starting to wake up. *** I had to force myself awake despite the deep soreness pulsating in my body tempted me to curl up on the bed and just sleep. I carefully and slowly pushed his left arm that had encircled on my naked waist. His skin left tingly feeling on mine, I shuddered abruptly. He stirred a bit but he didn't wake up, thank heavens for that. I got out from the bed as carefully as I could as to not stir him further. The big trouble here was to find a pair of decent clothes. I couldn't just trot out there where the other wolves could see me. Heck, I realized that I was basically trapped in this chamber since if I go out to the door, I would definitely bump with James's pack members and smelling strongly of his scent on me. I shuddered again. My hand crept to the bite mark on my neck. How was I going to hide this? I went to his already-packed suitcase and pulled the zipper open. I put on his white shirt, it was long enough to cover my naked bottom. I cringed at the thought of wearing his underwear since I didn't have mine yet. I felt equally disgusted and turned on at the same time. I went to the balcony, thanking the heavens above, that the scene outside was still quiet. It was after all still early in the morning. I assumed that it must be around 7 or 8 in the morning; Ruben Pack would be leaving in another two hours. I closed the balcony door behind me and bit my lip. I climbed up the balcony rail and as carefully as I could, I made a leap to the next door's balcony. My home quarter would be a couple of more leaps. I jumped as silently and as vigilantly as I could so that the other wolves would not see me leaping, half naked and saturated with James's scent. I was lost in my mind. I didn't know what to do with this situation which I was certain Haylie will either chastise me or giggled in excitement. I made a final leap to my bedchamber, feeling more exhausted than ever. I definitely was a very mischievous wolf. I pushed open my bedchamber's balcony door and quickly closing and locking it. Perhaps I was overly imagining things but I didn't want James to follow me to my chamber, should he wake up and decided to come after me since I was his mate now. Ugh. His mate. I couldn't believe it. I had gone from an innocent virgin maiden to a naughty mated wolf all in one night. Dad would be so proud of me. Not. Dad's goanna kill me for this. Although there was a chance that my Mom would end up in giggles considering how much effort she had made to make eligible wolves fell in love with me. Ugh. The horror. I shrugged open the white cotton shirt, leaving it pooled under my feet as I walked to my built-in wardrobe. I paused, sniffing at myself once again, I smelled heavily like James. I needed to take a shower and scrubbed myself clean. Maybe then his scent would disappear. I walked nakedly to my bathroom; I started to feel like my old self as I turned the shower knob on. Warm inviting water hit my cold skin. I sighed as I let the water ran down all over me. I closed my eyes as I knotted my hair. I poured some shampoo onto my palm, lathering it up and started on my hair. Then, I poured a heavily flowery scented shower gel and started to lather up on my sore body. Oh, it felt good. The water released tension in my knotted muscles. So, this was how it's like after post-mating. Sore and yet pleasurable. I couldn't deny myself as I scrubbed my neck, wincing a bit as the warm water cascaded down the bite mark. I tugged at my nipples and caressed it gently as they were still very much sore after James's unstoppable lustful ministrations. My hands gently waved down to my pussy, I spread my legs wide enough to let access of one finger inside. I started to caress my clit, moaning to myself as memories of how pleasurable James had made me last night and today. He was a wild and yet gentle animal. I giggled to myself as orgasmic pleasure started to pile up in me. I pumped my finger in and out of my tight hole as fast as I could and then I groaned in orgasmic bliss as I came although not as hard as James had made me but it was satisfying nonetheless. I breathed out raggedly, my back on the cold shower tiled-wall. I shook myself. I was becoming uncontrollable with my desires ever since I first mated. I fully understood now why Fiorelle seemed like she couldn't leave Jerry out of her sight, on why she was eager to have him pumping in her. Thinking about Jerry, I frowned with myself; I didn't know what I was feeling exactly. I wasn't in pain that I was certain of; I wasn't feeling numb like on the fatal day when he told me that the Four Council had decided of his mating with the Andashman Princess. Was it possible that I had moved on so quickly? Or was it because of my mating with James accelerated the healing process? Nevertheless, I was thankful that I wasn't feeling forlorn about it. I washed my hands under the shower. I decided to take another shower since it felt so soothing and calming. I think I need a lot of relaxing before the consequences of my actions overwhelmed me. *** I looked like myself, I thought as I gazed at my reflection on the long mirror hung on the built in dresser-wall. I had put on a light blue collared shirt whose collar was high enough to hide the bite mark on the base of my neck. I looked at my back reflection, noting how my hips were accentuated with the hip-hugging jeans. I tied my hair into a ponytail since I was too lazy to style it anyway. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already half past nine. It was later than I had expected. I didn't dare to go out from the safety haven of my chamber fearing that my parents might have checked up on me and found that I wasn't sleeping in my bed and besides, I didn't want to go out and risk having James over to our home quarter and him explaining to my father of how I was belonged to him now. I shuddered in an inevitable anticipation. I looked out through my window and saw the other packs were starting to leave back home to their territory. I could see many of the Ruben Pack's members were preparing their luxurious cars and limos for their trip back home. I could see some of their lower ranks were putting in suitcases inside an assigned black van. My stomach grumbled hungrily. I bit my lips. I was starving. Making love made me ravenous with hunger. At this moment I wished that our home quarter had a built-in kitchen instead of being served at the Grand Dinning Hall. I went to my drawer and fished out a set of car keys. I rarely ever drive since I preferred to run in my wolf form; it was in my personal opinion more satisfying and faster; the no-need-to-find-parking-space was also an attractive advantage. I didn't want to risk bumping with James in the Grand Dinning Hall so I figured that I would drive to the highway and drive to the nearest restaurant which was like 100 km away from the main gates. Thorn Manor was in fact a very vast land having its own share of cosmic forest and estate enabling us to roam free with no worries of ever bumping with the human folks. The land was so big that we have our own postcode. I rarely ever socialize with the human except when it was a necessity, like now. My stomach grumbled louder. I winced. There was no time to try to find Haylie since I was certain she would be busy doing her Beta duties; that reminded me of my own. Michael Thorn was going to kill me literally when he finds out that I hadn't done my work. Ah, I was fairly certain that my group would do their jobs well without me at least for a few more hours. I desperately needed to sate my poor rumbling stomach. I tried to act as normal as I could as I walked past my mother who was singing to herself as she arranged fresh roses which she had cut from the Thorn Garden. I wondered if she realized that I wasn't in my chamber the whole night. I was about to reach the door when my Mom chirped, "Good morning honey, where are you going this early?" I hid the keys automatically behind my back as I flashed a wide unnecessary smile. "Outside," I said rather quickly. Mom stared at me as if she was calculating with my odd behaviour, her eyebrow rose high in wonder but she shook it away as she smiled widely, "Saying goodbye to James?" she chirped thinking excitedly that her daughter was swooned with love. I nodded lying to make my attempt to escape. "Well, what are you waiting for?" Mom chirped, "He's going to leave any minute now!" I didn't bother to wait as I bolted out the door and practically made a quick run to the Thorn Garage which was quite a walking distance, it would usually took me a whole 10 minutes if I walk. I pushed open the door and looked at the neat rows and rows of expensive luxurious cars. I bit my lips hard again as I pressed the button on my keys. The car at the middle of the row beeped. It was a birthday gift from my parents when I turned eighteen last year. I slid into the custom-made silvery-golden painted Aston Martin and started the engine. I drove out of the garage and drove past the unsuspecting Ruben Pack members as they continued to heave suitcases. I breathed out in relief as I found myself speeding through the empty highway. Flashes of green passed me as I accelerated away from Thorn Manor, far away from James E. Ruben. I sighed. I didn't know what to do. I honestly was lost at words. The Four Council will be furious when they found out about this unsanctioned union. Gracielle, love, come back... a voice whispered in my head. I gasped in shock, almost losing control on the steering wheel. I shook my head, thinking that I must have gone insane. I continued to accelerate, passing the notice board at the side of the road which said "Star Hill Town – 45 km" Gracielle... The voice whispered lovingly in my thoughts. I frowned with confusion. It took me mere seconds to realize that James was speaking to me, connecting our united souls. Darn it There I was, trying as hard to avoid him when I totally forgot that he could come into my mind, talking to me, connecting our thoughts as soul mates. "Leave me alone James," I snarled under my breath, knowing that he would hear me. The urgency of my panicked voice rang shrill, "Go away!" Come back home, he thought persistently inside my mind, I'll come and explain to the Four Council. I will ask for your father's blessing...he chuckled inside my mind, sharing his thoughts of how silly it seemed to ask for a blessing since he already mated with me. I frowned at his thoughts. GO AWAY, I thought angrily. You're hungry, he noted, ignoring my outburst, it is no wonder that you are being extra crabby love. I stubbornly drove straight ahead, hitting the gas pedal, the car accelerated faster. COME BACK HOME THIS INSTANT GRACIELLE, he growled, ordering me to obey him. I snarled. The ancient bond of soul mates worked its magic on me as I slowed the car down reluctantly. I made a sharp turn back home to the manor. I hate you, James, I hissed in my thoughts as I unwillingly obeyed his words like a good little wife. Ugh. Sacred bonds sucked. I could detect a smile in his thoughts. Ah, but I love you, my sweet Gracielle, he thought back mischievously. I ignored him, trying to block his thoughts of our intense love making. He chuckled victoriously. *** He waited for me right where my parking spot was in the garage. I snarled at him as I pocketed my car keys into my back pocket. He grinned at me as he handed me a warm buttermilk bun on a tissue paper. I was too hungry to refuse his giving to me so I scowled instead at him as I took the bread and ate it impatiently as we walked out from the garage to the long corridor. My wild stomach muted its rebellion. He handed me a Styrofoam cup of warm tea. I took it and washed my scarce pitiful breakfast. "Better?" he asked me. I nodded. "Thanks," I said, still scowling a bit. I was still hungry but the food he had given me was enough to mute down the raging of my stomach. He smiled at me as he took the empty cup and tissue paper and dumped it into a near bin. The others bowed their heads to us, oblivious to the fact of my unauthorized mating with the Ruben Alpha. "We have an hour before my pack leaves back to Ruben Estate," he said gingerly, "I think it's best if we tell your alpha first before meeting the Four Council and your father," I stopped. Alarmed, I looked at him, "Jerry?" I couldn't say more. He nodded, starting to get confused with my sudden alarm, "Is there a problem, love?" "Must we do this?" I asked him. "What do you mean, Gracielle?" his good humour vanished. I stammered. "I – I mean, we're not supposed to – to m-mate," I lowered my voice to a whisper, "I – uh, if you – I mean, I don't want you to feel like you're forced to take responsible over me," He eyed me. "Are you insane?" "EXCUSE ME?" I snapped. What the heck? "I love you," he stated as he held both of my hands, ignoring my struggles to free my hands from his strong grip, "I was planning to ask the Four Council about mating you anyway," he confessed, "I just couldn't control my wolf from claiming you," "But I don't love you," I said without thinking. That made him released his grip on me. He looked at me, "Yes you do," he said confidently, "You just don't realize it yet," he still had the decency to be smug. "We wouldn't have mated if you don't have any feeling for me anyway," I covered his lips with my hand. "Quiet!" I hissed, "People can hear you!" He chuckled. "You worry too much, Gracielle Trina Ruben," I gaped at him. "Thorn!" I hissed. "Not Ruben!" He smirked at me. "But you are mine now, love, deal with it," he bent down and kissed my forehead. Sudden calmness washed over me as his lips touched my forehead. "Hmm, you smell good," he chuckled. He shot another memory of us tangling our bodies into one. I couldn't help but moan quietly. "You're mean," I sniffed. "I'm making it hard for you to resist my charms love," he smiled. "Come now," he held his hand out to me, "Let's go and find Jerry and get this done with," *** We stood in front of the Thorn Alpha Office Chamber. The wall was an array of the Thorn Portraits of previous alphas. Jerry's ancestors. I gulped. I felt like I was betraying Jerry by coming here and announcing that I – who had vehemently told him that I was in love with him from the very beginning – had mated with another alpha without the Four Council's consent. I felt such a lousy hypocrite. Just Being Wolfy Ch. 03 James could feel that I was tensed; he thought that I was nervous about our announcement; he held my left hand and grasped it gingerly, giving it a light supportive squeeze. "Jerry will understand," he told me reassuringly, "I'm quite thankful that I did hinted at him last time before his Mating Ceremony that I wanted to mate with one of his pack members," I looked at him quickly. That explained how cold and weird Jerry was with me before he went inside his chamber to prepare for his union with Fiorelle. Jerry must have realized that James had feelings towards me. My heart sank at the sudden realization of how complicated my life had become. It had never come into my mind in having a mate before. I felt that I was still too young to bear the responsibility and commitment as a mate, I bit my lips as James started to push open the door, and besides, the idea of being a mate always remind me of the possibility of bearing little wolves inside of me. I was still too much playful to even consider being a mother. I could feel James pulling me gently into the chamber but it felt like I wasn't there. My body was moving but my thoughts were gone, buried deep inside me. I felt trapped. I saw Fiorelle's naked back as she humped herself on her mate. Jerry's eyes were closed and he groaned and moaned. I was shocked at the scene unfolded in front of me. Fiorelle impaled herself faster and faster, bobbing up and down, holding tight to Jerry who was sitting on his CEO-like leather chair. I could smell his cum inside of her as he emptied himself in her. They panted, oblivious in their orgasmic heaven that they had company. The smell of sex stung my nose. It wasn't until James cleared his throat that Fiorelle whipped her head back and smiled naughtily. "Baby, we have company," she said to Jerry as she gave him a final kiss on his lips. She got off him; she put on her silky robe. I saw a glimpse of Jerry's cum sliding down her thigh. Jerry looked abashed but more turned on with the realization of them being watched. He stood up, showing off his raging hard-on as he turned and covered himself with his robe. Fiorelle tugged teasingly at his cock, "I'll be back baby," she grinned as she walked past us and out the chamber. Her body smelled heavily of his scent. I felt numb but not in a painful way but rather, I was still in shock to see them rutting so willingly. I kind of thought that since he had supposedly claimed to love me, he would make his mating process difficult. James words rang in my head of our previous conversation, "We wouldn't have mated if you don't have any feeling for me anyway," so that must have applied to the general public. It made me feel better since Jerry must have felt something special to Fiorelle as they have mated successfully. I mean, who could blame him? She was a goddess of beauty. "Give me a minute, please," Jerry said as he went to the bathroom in his chamber to clean himself up. Five minutes later, he went out, looking fresh and smart in his collared green shirt and black pants. He sat down on his chair. "Yes, my dear friend, James, what can I do for you? I trust your pack's preparation of going home is going smoothly?" he turned his attention to me when James nodded in reply, "And you, dear Gracielle," he started, "Michael has told me that you haven't reported for duty, are you still being playful?" he sounded strict at me. I was appalled. He had never forced power on me like this. "Fiorelle will deal with you later," he finished. I flinched. "It is my fault that she couldn't report for duty, Jerry," James said suddenly, tensing, it was as if he sensed the hostility in Jerry's eyes when he looked at us together. "Is that so?" Jerry cocked his eye at us. "Please explain," he looked at the clock, "Make it brief since I have to attend another meeting before all the packs leave, I trust that you received the notice too, James?" "I intend to speak in the meeting in front of the Four Council later," James said as a matter-of-factly, "I just come here to tell you as what protocol dictates," he held my hand possessively. "I've told you before that I wish to mate with one of your pack members –," Jerry cut him off, he stood up, glaring murderously at James, "No," he said sternly. "Excuse me?" James snapped. "You heard me well, James Ruben," Jerry said loudly, "I do not wish to give you permission to mate with Gracielle Trina Thorn," a hint of possessiveness rung in his voice. James growled. He pulled me to the front and yanked my collar free, exposing my bite-marked neck and half of my shoulders. I gasped in surprise. "She is already mine," he hissed triumphantly. "I do not intend to ask for your permission," with that he started to pull me out from the chamber. Jerry growled, hissing, he phased into his wolf form, leaping with rage to James. I screamed in fear as James pushed me away, too hard that I hit my head to the wall. I slid down the wall in dizziness. I blinked as James growled furiously and phased into his silvery white-snow form. James and Jerry snapped their sharp teeth to each other. Growling, James leaped up, kicking Jerry with his hind leg and took a bite on his shoulder. Jerry yelped in pain as he turned and reflex his muscles. He bolted to the wall and counter-attacked James to the desk, throwing all sort of files and stationeries all over the marble-tiled floor. James snapped his teeth, kicking Jerry off him and face-landed Jerry to the wall. I blinked again as I felt something wet running down my cheeks; I touched it, horrified to look at my blood flowing. James noticed that he had thrown me too hard. Jerry took the distraction as an opportunity to leap and took a big bite on James's thigh. James growled in pain and kicked Jerry to the glass cabinet; priceless vase collections smashed into smithereens. Shards of broken glass pierced into various parts of Jerry's body. James growled in victorious satisfaction. He turned to me and phased back into his human form. Fresh blood rolled down his bleeding thigh. I whimpered at him, both for our injuries and for the grave situation that we had put ourselves into. "Forgive me love," he said as he bent down, his naked body glistened with blood and sweat. He touched the gash on the back of my head and examined it, "It's starting to heal, love, I'm so sorry," he gathered me up to my feet and held me. The five-in-commands burst into the chamber when they had heard the loud commotion and growling. They hurried to Jerry when they saw how bloodied their alpha was. "What the hell is going on here?" Dad yelled. Suddenly, his eyes laid on me. I froze in fear. He yanked me out from James's hold. "GRACIELLE, WHY AM I NOT SURPRISED TO SEE YOU IN A MIDDLE OF A BRAWL?" he hollered angrily, shame and disappointment rang in his disapproving booming voice. His eyes lay on my neck. He released me quickly as if he was being electrocuted. "DAMN YOU CHILD," he shouted, "YOU DISGRACED ME! HOW DARE YOU?!" he was a man possessed. "I will never grant my consent to you, James," Jerry managed to croak. "I told you," James said possessively, "She is mine," he glared at him, "SHE WAS NEVER YOURS TO BEGIN WITH," Dad whipped his head up and glared at him, "James Ruben, have you no sense of protocol?" he said icily. "She is my only daughter, you moronic wolf!" I broke into tears. "Daddy, please, I didn't mean this to happen," I pleaded. "It just happened like that," He yanked me to his side, "YOU ARE COMING HOME WITH ME, GRACIELLE!" he boomed with that, he dragged me out from the chamber leaving a seriously injured Thorn Alpha and a furious Ruben Alpha. "YOU DISGRACED YOUR MOTHER AND ME!" The sudden realization caused me to wonder, will I be the reason of a pact to end? I prayed to the stars above that it won't end. I didn't want to be the reason of a war waged upon. I didn't want more blood spilled under my name. James...I thought, calling to him. Forgive me... My love, my sweet Gracielle, I love you... TO BE CONTINUED.... Please VOTE and COMMENT – THANK YOU!!! Just Being Wolfy Ch. 04 *** Hi! This is the FOURTH installment for JUST BEING WOLFY series. I hope you guys love reading the series and support it! So, don't forget to VOTE, VOTE and VOTE! Please comment too! THANK YOU VERY MUCH!! *** "This is an outrage!" Jerry hissed, anger glinted in his eyes as he stood up, his body shaking with fury. "You cannot be SERIOUS about this, council!" The four ancient-looking and yet, intimidating Four Council Members sat on their places, high on a raised platform. The vast room looked like a justice court except that there were number of howling wolves growling at the back, protesting the council's decisions. "SILENCE!" Joseph Alecathan-Hynes Thorn boomed from his seat on the four councils' high table. "Peace, my dear ones," Harrison Andashman said, "War doesn't bring much good to us, listen to your hearts," The crowd grumbled but gradually muted to a silent wave. Jerry glared at James who was sitting comfortably on his place. The four packs gathered in the Council Chamber in the Thorn Manor. Each pack has assigned a chamber for this purpose in their estate. The news of my unsanctioned mating with James burnt through the air so fast that I could barely think when Dad yanked me up to my feet from my bedchamber and practically dragged me to the Council Chamber. I didn't dare to look around my surrounding but kept my gaze to the four council members. The ones with real authority before the alphas. Dad had sat me down on my knees in front of them; I could feel my kneecaps burning in pain but I ignored it steadfastly. Just like I had expected, many of the pack members growled in disapproval but the rest had thought that this was just a minor thing. Unsanctioned mating shouldn't be dragged down into a bigger scandal like crime. Love was all that matter. It will soon be over love, James thought to me, trying to comfort me. I closed my eyes; I didn't want to think the possibilities. There was still a chance that Jerry might win his argument and I would be severely punished and my fate would rest entirely in his hand. I saw the mad domineering glint in his eyes when he looked at me, a sudden comprehension dawned upon me when I realized that he could make me his Alpha Female's Mistress. That was worse than death itself -- in my opinion anyway. I realized that there was a high chance that he was calculating it that way. Fiorelle would still be the Alpha Female, the queen beside the king. The one respected by the pack members. A mistress, on the other hand, was just good enough in bed. I shook my head. He couldn't do it, even if he even thought about it. I thanked my lucky stars that James had bit me, making me his. I touched the scar on my neck gingerly; at least if I was to be punished, I would be spared the fate of becoming his mistress since I was technically an alpha's mate. "Gracielle, child," Grayson Erickana Ruben called at me; he was sitting next to the Andashman Councilman and Nyca Councilman. I looked at him. He was, above all of the four councilmen, much stricter to protocol. "When did you mated with James Ruben?" I couldn't help but to blush. "After the Grand Feast," I said weakly. "I see," Grayson murmured. "James," he called to his alpha. "Yes, Great Uncle Ruben," James answered as he walked and stood beside me. Jerry growled in protest but knew that he couldn't do anything but to wait for the Four Council's verdict. "I believe that you had expressed a desire to mate with Gracielle Trina Thorn to the Andashman Councilman on the first day of your arrival here with your pack, is that so?" he looked at him intently. "Yes," James nodded. "I haven't got the chance to come and express my intention since the Thorn-Andashman Mating Ceremony took all of our time. I admit that it was my mistake to not follow protocol but how can I refuse my wolf in claiming her? Surely the Four Council and the other packs' members would understand," he paused for an effect, "My wolf yearned for her as do I," "Nonetheless," Marcus Ryne Nyca interjected, "You should have better control on your wolf. I believe you have caused Alexander Trina Thorn a major grieve in not asking for his blessing in the first place. He only has one daughter whom he loved endearingly. I knew that he would have wanted a sanctioned and respected Mating Ceremony for her," My Dad harrumphed in agreement as my Mom touched his hand gingerly to support and to calm his burning nerves. "It is my mistake but I do not regret upon it," James noted. "As you all may have notice, the Thorn Alpha seemed to be eager with the idea of having a mistress despite of just being a newly mated couple," I looked at him. James must have read Jerry's mind. Jerry snarled. "It is well in my power to decide if I want a mistress, Ruben," Fiorelle growled in disagreement; she didn't like to share. She tossed me a hateful look towards me, finally realizing why her mate was initially cold towards her. I knew that she would do something to hurt me, if Jerry got his way with the Four Council. "She has already been claimed, Thorn," James hissed. "SHE IS MINE." The two alphas seemed to be mere seconds from pouncing into one another. "Indeed she is already been claimed," Grayson agreed. That stopped them from pouncing to one another. "Although I hate to have rule-breakers in this council," Grayson noted to all of us, "It is extremely silly to go into great lengths about this unsanctioned mating," "True," Marcus nodded, "Now, if it were Gracielle mated with her Thorn Alpha, that would be a VERY different matter since he is already betrothed to Fiorelle Andashman," "I do not agree Marcus, Grayson," Harrison interjected, "They broke the law, they should be punished," Joseph on the other hand snorted, "Is it another war that you wish upon, Harrison?" "No," Harrison exclaimed, "I don't like rule-breakers," "So do I, dear brother but look at them, certain circumstances sometimes need special exceptions," Marcus pointed at us. James smiled. "It is decided then," Grayson boomed, "We acknowledged the mating between James Erickana Ruben and Gracielle Trina Ruben," Jerry snarled as he turned and yanked his mate with him. He stomped out from the council chamber in sheer anger. The others nodded in acknowledgement. The rebels earlier finally growled in willing acceptance. Once the Four Council has decided upon a matter, they just followed of what it was like good wolves. "Alexander," Grayson smiled, "Would you like a chance to give your blessing to your daughter?" I looked at my father grimly. Knowing him, he would probably say no. That brought tears into my eyes. My father approached me; I was still sitting on my knees. I didn't dare to look at his face. "You could do worse than James," he started, "thank heavens that you have enough sense to pick an eligible wolf," "Dad?" I was shocked. He touched my head with his left hand and murmured, "I, Alexander Trina Thorn, give my blessings to you, my dear daughter," he then looked at James and took his hand and put it on my head, "Will you, James Erickana Ruben, cherish, love and take excellent care of my dear daughter, Gracielle? To love and to hold till time ends?" "I do...father," James said seriously. "Then, I give thee, my blessings," Dad ended. That was it. My mating was finally acknowledged. I wouldn't have a luxurious mating ceremony like Fiorelle and Jerry did since I was already mated and the idea of having sex in front of the hundreds of watching eyes didn't appeal me. It might turn James on though but then again, I'm such a weird little shy wolf to begin with. Mom went to me and embraced me in happy tears, "You've outdone yourself, honey," she murmured, "I can never ask a better mate for you," great, she's approved of James. I thought lamely. "I believe we are already behind schedule to leave back home," Marcus boomed, "We should go now," with that, the others started to pile out and continue with their disrupted preparation. Haylie came to my side, hissing, "You nearly gave me a HEART ATTACK Gracielle!" she embraced me lovingly, "I'm alone now," she whimpered. "But I'm happy for you, you, little sneaky wolf," she snickered. It took me a full minute to understand her words when James tugged at my hand, "We should go now, love," he said lovingly. "Go where?" I blinked at him. "Home," he answered, "To Ruben Estate," "My home is here," I shook my head in disbelieve. He chuckled as my Mom smoothed my hair, "Don't worry honey, I'll help you pack your things," "There's no need to do so, mother," James said softly, "I'll have one of my pack members to do it," *** Jerry slammed the door behind him. Growling in anger, he couldn't believe that the Four Council had actually given their stupid blessings in that unorthodox mating! Fiorelle wasn't pleased with this discovery; she could care less about the unsanctioned mating, it was the fact that her mate was vainly in love with one of her Betas that bothered her. She didn't like to share her things. It was a blasphemy to share in her mind. "Damn it Jerry," she growled, "What's the meaning of this? I AM YOUR MATE!" He snarled at her, moving at light speed towards her; ripping her clothes in deep frustration and anger. Fiorelle tried to push him away from her but to no avail, her strength wasn't matched to his. He threw her to their bed; she bounced on her back, feeling a bit disorientated and giddy. He ripped open his clothes off without any hesitation as he roughly handled her. She yelped in pain as he spread her legs wide open and slammed his raging angry hard-on into her. His cock pumped in and out of her dry pussy, stretching her wide open. He didn't even care to prepare her. "Damn you Gracielle," he growled, slamming deep into Fiorelle as he lifted her legs to his shoulders to give him better access. She tried to push him away but he took a very strong grip on both of her hands. She knew she would have bruises forming there. Tears rolled down her beautiful face as he continued to pump in and out of her in sheer anger. In his mind, he was raping the witty beautiful Gracielle, not his newly mated wife. He was practically a mad alpha on loose. He groaned with intense pleasure as he emptied himself into her. He ripped her off him and forced her on her hands and knees as he mounted her and speared into her dry ass, splitting her wide open. She hissed in pain; she could smell blood in the air as he stretched her. She cried as he continued to pump into her, to drive away his burning frustration of losing Gracielle forever. He had planned to claim her; to make her as his one and only mistress. He figured that since he couldn't back out from the betrothal, he would find his way by having Gracielle as his mistress. He would have stopped touching Fiorelle and focused on impregnating Gracielle instead. He thought that by making her pregnant, he would be able to switch Fiorelle's place with her, hence making her his Alpha Female since she would carried their puppies inside her. He had honestly thought that he would outsmart the Four Council. Damn the fates. Damn James to fail to control his wolf. It was as if his wolf could sense his calculating scheming plan. He would get his revenge someday. He would make her his. He promised himself that! *** The journey back to Ruben Estate was a quiet one -- well, at least for me. I held my hands together on my lap, refusing to make eye contact with James who was sitting right beside me in the black limo. We were alone. Slow sensuous piano played in the background through the fitted stereo. I didn't know what to say. It seemed so surreal. The rest of the Ruben Pack on the other hand was rejoicing; thrilled that their alpha has finally found a mate after long years of solitary. Behind us, a long line of four identical limos with heavily tinted windows and seven Mercedes cars trailed. It was a luxurious sight. Too conspicuous to even ignore. I noticed that when a family of four in a van practically gaped at the long sight of the luxurious heavily-tinted limos and cars as we passed them. "Will they accept me?" I croaked at him finally. He smiled. "Didn't you hear the cheers?" he asked, grinning. "I'm too young for you," I said, finally looking up at him since I couldn't stand the silence between us. I didn't like the eerie silence. "Too plain and boring," I told him, remembering a previous conversation I had with Haylie when she had insisted that I should 'hook' up with him. He frowned at my statement. "You are honestly in dire need of a psychologist, love," he chuckled. He grasped both of my hands and kissed my fingers one by one. "Can't you see how special you are to me? How you've enchanted me when we first met? I had to wait five whole years for you," I smiled at him. I traced my fingers down his shirt, unbuttoning one by one as my hands went down. I wanted to kiss him. He smiled at my obvious intention. "I've never realized how wild you are, my little wolf," he toyed at me playfully. I went over him and straddled his thighs as I pushed open his shirt; I could feel his cock harden right beneath me. He shrugged his shirt off him as his hands caressed my clothed back. He started to tug at my shirt but I stopped him. I don't want to make love, I thought to him. He groaned in protest as his raging hard-on grew hard and tight to his pants. I grinned at him. "Am I teasing you, James?" I looked straight into his eyes. What do you think? He thought back as his lips traced my neck. I love you Gracielle... I cupped his face and looked at him, "I think I love you too," "Jerry loves you," he said suddenly, tensing. "I could see in his thoughts during the meeting about our mating," I released my hands from him, dropping it to my lap. I looked away from him. He cradled my chin to look at him. "I -- I admit that I was in love with him," I knew that there was no use in hiding that since he would have known it from Jerry's thoughts, I figured that it was best to tell him before he said it out loud, "We had a relationship together but -- but we had to end it because of his mating with Fiorelle. I was devastated but -- but believe me this when I tell you that I didn't mind anymore. Perhaps I was never actually in love with him, I'm not sure but -," he cut my words as he covered my mouth with his, kissing me passionately. Enough, he thought at me. You're not here to confess a crime. He chuckled. "I do love you," I said insisting at him. I hugged him, my legs still straddling him. I grind myself to his hard-on. He moaned in pleasure. "Stop teasing me, love," he said breathlessly, "I wouldn't be able to control my wolf on you," but I ignored him. I wanted him to believe in me fully. I didn't want him to even think that I was still pinning over Jerry Thorn. I took off my shirt, leaving my crimson red bra on. He growled possessively towards me as he threw me on my back on the limo floor. I could feel the vibration of the road below us as he yanked my jeans off me. I giggled as he fiddled clumsily with my bra to open it. He bent down and bit the strap at the middle of my cleavage and tore my bra open. I raised my hip slightly as he pulled my panties off me. I was naked on the limo floor -- something I had never even thought I would ended up to be. He worked on his pants, taking it off and threw it gratefully behind him as he went on top of me. He kissed me fully on my lips; I opened my mouth letting him dance with my tongue. His kisses trailed down all over my body. I giggled happily as I traced my fingers on his broad chest. I pushed him on his back, wanting to be in control this time. He groaned. "Shh," I hushed at him, giggling. I traced my fingers on his bare chest. I found myself really loving the way his muscles tapered on his body. I got off him as I crawled seductively to his raging cock. I touched it gingerly, cooing when it twitched. "If you touch me, I'll stop," I warned him with a big seductive smile. I flung myself over him, resting my open pussy just inches away from his waiting mouth, teasing him. He groaned loudly; his desires to lick my waiting glistening puffy lips. "Don't touch me or else," I teased him. I kissed his purplish head. "I love your cock," I whispered, I didn't know where I had the courage to talk dirty with him. I just wanted to pleasure him. "My sweet little cock," I sucked his cock, bobbing my head up and down as fast as I could. His hands balled up into tight fists, trying to hold himself from touching and caressing me. His cock swelled up inside my mouth. I gasped for air, coughing out but I took another lick on his cock and sucked it once more. He was near, I knew it. I rested my pussy lips right onto his lips, he quickly licked it, sucking at my clit. I moaned, vibrating his swollen cock. He came. I choked but I managed to swallow some of it. His cum dribbled on my chin as I took another lick at his semi-flaccid cock. I groaned as he stuck his tongue into me, phasing his tongue into his long rough tongue deep within me. The sensation was new to me as I received my first wolfy-tongue-treatment. I moaned as he tongue-fucked me. I couldn't take it anymore. "I need you," I breathed out raggedly as I pulled myself away from him quickly. His cock swelled as I positioned myself on top of him. He growled in anticipation as I sank myself to him, riding him up and down. He moaned as he held my hips and pushed me deeper into him. My breasts swayed in front of him, jiggling temptingly at him. I was thankful that my head was barely centimeters away from the limo's ceiling. He noticed my concern of bumping my head to the ceiling since he pushed me down on my back and lay right on top of me, his cock never leaving my aching pussy as he continued to pump into me missionary. The vibration from the road increased my pleasure as he speared into my wet hole. His knot tightened inside me just seconds before he spilled once more inside me. I was covered in sweat and his scent as his head lay on my chest. He kissed both sides of my neck. "That was incredible," I gushed out; orgasmic bliss filled me as he went off me, his knot still inside me. I snuggled to him as he held me tighter. "So perfect," I whispered as he kissed my forehead tenderly. *** It felt like hours before the limo rested to a stop. I could hear people talking outside the limo. I popped open my eyes as James traced his finger on my skin. "Are we home?" I asked him as I sat up straight. I felt humid despite of the air-conditioning in the limousine. "Yes, you slept so soundly," he murmured. I bit my lips. I wasn't entirely thrilled with the idea of going out from the limo naked. "James," I looked at him, starting to blush at the idea of going outside without any shred of clothes since we had practically destroyed our clothes during our intense love-making in such a small space, "How are we getting out?" He seemed amused with my predicament. "Through the door of course," he smiled. I shook my head, protesting, "I'm naked," I told him, "Do you have clothes stocked here?" "Love, do I look like someone who stock clothes in his limo after having sex?" he grinned as he pushed open the door. I yelped in surprise as I bolted to the seat safe from the door. He chuckled as he went out, not bothering with his nudity. He held his hand to me. "Come love," he said. I shook my head. "I'm not going out there," I said. He chuckled again as he ignored me and scooped me up into his arms. I yelped in surprise as sunlight streamed to us. I cringed as his other pack members walked past us, bowing their heads with a hint of a knowing smile. I groaned in embarrassment as I hid my face to his neck. I wrapped myself in a fetus-like position in his arms as he carried me into the Ruben Manor. Just Being Wolfy Ch. 04 "My, my, my," a male voice said as James entered the main entrance with me curled up in his arms. "I see that our alpha has caught a little souvenir from the Thorn-Andashman Mating Ceremony," "Malcolm," James smiled, "This is Gracielle, my mate," he said. I looked at the man in front of us, blushing with my nakedness displayed practically in front of him. I covered my full breasts with my arms in modesty. Malcolm Fey Ruben chuckled, "You have caught a shy one," "My one and only," James nodded as one of the lower ranks approached them and presented two silvery cotton robes. He looked at the lower rank and shook his head. "Thank you Adam but I'm all right," "Will we see our alpha again for dinner?" Malcolm smiled knowingly. James grinned, "I think I'll be absent for some time," he started to walk to his quarter when he paused in mid track, "On second thought, come and see me in two hours in my office, there are some things I need to discuss with you," "As you wish, my alpha," Malcolm nodded. I cringed in embarrassment as he walked up the grand staircase and through the long corridor. The lower ranks and his in-commands bowed their heads to us, sniffing at our scent. I shuddered and hid my face, blushing deep red, wishing that he could hurry into his quarter so I could dress myself up appropriately. He chuckled, feeling amused with my troubles. The whole pack now seemed to be acknowledging my mating with their alpha since quite a number of them dared to take a whiff of our united scents just mere inches from my pussy lips. We finally reached his home quarter. I breathed out, starting to feel calmer as he placed me on my feet right at the entrance of his door. I walked inside and looked around at my new home. He closed the door and enveloped his hands to my naked waist, murmuring into my ear, "What do you think, love?" His home quarter was as expected of an alpha. We were in the hall of his quarter, a row of mahogany doors with colourful tiled frames on our left. The wall on our right was a big grand window, reaching down the marble-tiled floor. I could practically see the whole of Ruben Estate from here. The hall itself was grand and majestic; a medium-sized fountain situated right in the centre of the hall with an array of priceless stones placed around the circular fountain. He pulled me to the first door, the nearest to us. He pushed it open, revealing a sleek contemporary-styled living room with the same grand floor-reaching windows. The balcony door was opened, letting fresh air circulating into the room. I didn't go into the room though since he took me to the next door. It was -- to my amazement -- a built-in kitchen. I looked up at him. "You cook?" I asked with disbelieve. He chuckled again, sniffing at my hair. "Sometimes," he said. As usual, we didn't enter the modern-styled kitchen. I just looked at it as we passed to the next room. I couldn't help but to admire how I had fallen in love to the kitchen bar with a row of wooden stools. I could picture myself having breakfast there with James. The next room was a bit smaller but I could see the reason why. "It's not really my main office here," he said, "I usually worked with the in-commands at the Alpha Office Centre," he pointed to a sleek piano on the wall. "I think of this place as my own little space to relax," although he said that, I could see a stack of files smartly organized on his desk. He pulled me to the last and end room. "This is the best one," he grinned as he scooped me up into his arms once again. He kicked open the door and closed it with his leg. He laid me down on a majestic looking king-sized bed. I sat up straight and looked around his bedroom. It was bigger than the kitchen and the office combined. The bedroom was designed with modern and yet comfortable taste with a hint of home. "This is our bedroom," he pointed to a door to our left, "That's the bathroom, which I am sure you will love it," and then he pointed to another door next to it, "And that is a little room where our clothes sleep," he smiled jokingly. "It's lovely," I said to him as I got up from the bed. "I need a bath," I pointed to myself, "I'm so sticky and hot," I pulled at him, "Do you want to help me?" He grinned. "I thought you'd never ask," with that he scooped me once again and took me into the bathroom. *** James left me alone after we had our shower together for the first time. He was right about me loving the bathroom; it was exactly how I would have pictured if I have a place on my own outside Thorn Manor. There was a big luxurious bathtub with a number of golden pipes, flowing warm water. The bathroom was huge, bigger than the office itself. There was a shower installed with white transparent glass wall near to the bathroom cabinets. The huge gilded mirror hung above the sink was spectacular. The countertop had a sink with a row of delicious scented bottles. I think they must be lotions and bath gels. The bathroom had of course installed a toilet. A carpeted rug lay invitingly on the centre of the bathroom floor. I couldn't help but to lay there for a while as James dried himself after me. The 'little' room he had said about our clothes was indeed a joke. The room was big, stretching to the end with a row of smartly placed clothes. It was divided into two. A section for his clothes and another section for mine; I found my own clothes there along with a lot of new clothes which he had bought for me. I held a silky cocktail dress gingerly, knowing that Haylie would fall head over heels when she see my very own collection of dresses. Oh, the shoes. Did I mention about my shoes? There was another different section in the room where rows and rows of white pristine shelves run down on a separate wall where there are beautiful sorts of shoes. There was high heels, sandals, sport shoes and all sorts of things a girl would have want. I pulled open some of the drawers and gasped in girlish giggles as I discovered that he had bought me sets of expensive jewellery, all ranging from necklaces, earrings to bangles and luxurious watches. There were even a number of diamond headbands. There was also another row of shelves with hooks next to the jewellery area. James had told me that it was set for my handbags. He didn't know what to pick so he had decided that he would let me pick whatever I want from any designer collections I loved tomorrow when they would come to bring me samples. James was spoiling me to death. I had my very own little mall. I really liked it here. I looked at my reflection at the built-in dresser in the room. A reflection of a happily-in-loved girl in a pink slip dress smiled at me. I pursed my lips and bit it gently. I feel like I could spent hours playing dress-up here; I couldn't help the girlish side of me which I had denied when Mom had profusely wanted to dress me up like a Barbie Doll. I realized now how she had felt but I knew that I need to go out and familiarize myself with my new surrounding; besides I was certain that I should introduce myself properly to the pack -- my pack. It had never occurred to since my mating that I was actually a live, breathing Alpha Female just like Fiorelle. I promised to myself that I won't be a stabbing bitch like she was. I had enough confrontations to last me a lifetime. I set forth out to the new world as I gingerly walked through the long corridor. Passing pack members bowed their heads to me in respect; I nodded to them in acknowledgement. As I familiarized myself with my new home, I realized that Ruben Estate was actually a whole lot bigger than Thorn Manor. I discovered that Ruben Estate had a wider range of land including a vast area of thick forests filled with abundant herds of deer and the occasional mountain lion as well as bears. A fun variety of food choice; oh, I admit I did enjoy eating human food but sometimes it was nice to give in to my animalistic instincts to hunt down live prey. The estate also owned a share of the beach. This was something I looked forward in exploring since there were no beaches at near safe distance at Thorn Manor. "Good day, my Alpha Female," greeted a friendly voice. I looked up and saw two girls close to my age, nodding their heads down in respect. "Good day, my Alpha Female, how are you?" chorused the other girl. I blinked at them. "I'm fine," I answered shortly, "Please don't call me like that," It was their turn to blink at me momentarily, "What shall we address you be, Alpha Female? Shall we call you 'Madam Alpha'?" one of them asked with confusion, wondering if they had insulted their new alpha's mate. I shook my head quickly. "No, please, just call me Gracielle," I looked at their confused face, finally realizing that my request sounded odd to them. "It's just that I'm not comfortable with you guys calling me Alpha Female," They nodded. "As you wish, Madam Gracielle," they piped in. I sighed desperately, "Please, just plain Gracielle," They smiled at me, finding my behaviour very amusing to them. They knew that they would really like having me around as their Alpha Female. "My name is Jessica Fey Ruben, I am Malcolm Fey's daughter," the blond chirped happily. "I'm Elizabeth Tyler Ruben, I am John Tyler's daughter," the brunette introduced herself. "Fey?" I looked at Jessica's pretty face. "I met your father earlier, he's very friendly," Pride beamed on her face, "Yes, Gracielle," she nodded happily, "My dad is the Alpha's second-in-command," she pointed to her friend, "Elizabeth's father is the third-in-command," "Here in Ruben Estate, we don't have five-in-commands like you do in Thorn Manor," Elizabeth told me, "We only have three, you'll meet Sarah and her twin brother later, I think they're still doing their punishment," "Punishment?" my eyes popped open. Jessica giggled. "Yes, they are the most naughty wolves you could ever met," she smiled, "My father caught them sneaking out and taunting the human's young children when they're asleep. They find it hilarious to find the kids yelling for their parents because of a 'nightmare'," I smiled. I was a mischievous wolf myself but I drew the line on human, "That's dangerous," I said, "What if they get caught?" "They're very careful but my father wanted to teach them a lesson," Jessica explained. "The Alpha was furious with them but he pitied them as well. He reduced their punishment from 1300 hours of serving with the low ranks to 1290 hours instead," I raised my eyebrow, "A reduction of mere ten hours?" whoa; there was a different side of James. A loving mate and a serious alpha. "Do you want us to show you around the estate?" Elizabeth asked me. I smiled at her invitation. "I would love that very much, thank you," I grinned at them. *** The room was quiet. James looked at Malcolm with a grave look. "Are you sure that you're not imagining things, James?" Malcolm asked his alpha carefully. "To wage a war to the Thorn Pack is foolhardy without any valid reason," John agreed with a hint of anxiousness in his voice. "Why do you think that Jerry Thorn will devise a plan to take your mate away? You and Gracielle have already been acknowledged by the Four Council and the rest of the four packs," David Russell Ruben wondered. "I'm sure that you think that I'm worrying too much but you didn't see the fire in his eyes, the raging train of schemes running in his thoughts when he left the council chamber with his mate," James said, remembering flashes of Jerry's mad thoughts. "Have you told Gracielle about your concern?" Malcolm asked him. They were sitting on a circular meeting table, big enough to accommodate them. They were in the Alpha Office Centre. James sighed. "No, I didn't want to worry her," he looked at his in-commands, "She's so happy to be here; I didn't want to make her anxious," "Perhaps you might be right, James," David nodded, "But it is not wise to wage another war, have you forgotten the Four Council? I honestly do not think that Grayson would be thrilled with the idea of you breaking the pact after all he had done for you," he pointed out. James frowned. "Perhaps we should have asked Grayson to attend this meeting," "No," John shook his head, "Have you forgotten that Grayson had asked to be excluded from administrative matters? He deserves to have some peace and quiet after the last war," James sighed, he fiddled with his pen, "We shall be cautious then," he decided finally. "Yes, that would be a wiser choice," David nodded in agreement. "I'll set a number of our pack members to keep guard and tab on Thorn activities, we shall do this silently and secretly," John suggested, "I'm certain that we are not at fault to remain careful," "Yes, brother," Malcolm looked at his friend, "I think it would be wise for you James to alert Gracielle about your concern when you think she is ready," "I must tell her, don't I?" James asked them. "There is a chance that you are actually just worrying too much but I never question your alpha instincts," Malcolm replied. The other two-in-commands nodded. James stood up and walked to the window and couldn't help but to smile when he saw Gracielle laughing as she walked with Jessica and Elizabeth. He turned to them. "Your daughters are treating my mate well," he told Malcolm and John. "Indeed?" John asked. "Yes," James smiled, pointing to the window, "I think they're heading to the beach," "That reminds me," Malcolm said suddenly, "Sarah and Simon have done half of their punishment already; do you want to let them continue or forgive them?" James looked at David. "I think they've learned their lessons," he said, "Do you believe so, David?" David frowned. "Those naughty children," he chastised. "I don't know what Fiona and I did wrong in raising our children. Sarah and Simon are too mischievous to learn, let them finish their punishment James and for once, I hoped they would learn," James chuckled. "You just have two spirited fun-loving children, David," he smiled. "I don't think they mean harm to those human children," he looked at Malcolm, "I'll give it a compromise, reduce their punishment hours by half if they agreed to stop doing so much trouble," "Make them sign a contract or something," David growled. John laughed. "I thank the heavens that my daughter is tame," James looked out to the window, seeing his mate and his in-commands' daughters backs disappeared into the forest. Having fun, love? He thought to her with a smile, for a moment all of his worries about Jerry dissipated into thin air. Yes. You didn't tell me that you own a beach! I thought back grinning. What do you say about you and me skinny-dipping tonight at midnight? James smiled. I'll be there, love... TO BE CONTINUED... Don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT!! -- THANK YOU!! Just Being Wolfy Ch. 05 *** Hi there guys!! This is the FIFTH installment for JUST BEING WOLFY series!! I hope you guys love the new series like I do!! Please VOTE, VOTE and VOTE!! Your comments are extremely appreciated! With love, Jayleen88 *** I looked at Malcolm hesitantly. I could feel all of the Ruben pack's female members' eyes bore down on me; a hint of golden could be detected when the sun hit them. I was so much younger than many of them; how the heck did Malcolm and James had the faith in me to lead the female members? I should have dressed formally. I thought to myself, regret started to pool in my heart; cursing the moment when I chose to wear a short denim skirt and a sleeveless blue top but then I realized at the same moment that if I had dressed differently than what I normally do, it wouldn't have any effect to the pack. They might have misconstrued me and would have implied that I was going to be a very bossy bitch. I could see a number of them broke into amused smiles. Great, I thought to myself dryly, I'm the pack's personal clown. What a great start to built a reputation. Not. "Gracielle, child, we do not bite," one of the older females snickered, sensing my hesitation. This was so wrong. I shouldn't have allowed myself to become this nervous. I was the Alpha Female now, I need to act like one before one of the rebellious wolves start to have an idea to challenge me out of my position. I knew that my mating with James had solidified my hold on being the Alpha Female but this was a wolf pack. The strongest and the fittest survive in this world. Dad had taught me that from my very first transformation into a wolf cub at the age of three. I was a late bloomer. I remembered my Mom fretting over me when I had played with the cubs my age. All of them had phased to their wolf forms at the mere age of 1 year old. I was the odd one. The singular cub that couldn't phase. I remembered her worrying that I could get hurt as the others leaped over and played with me with their sharp claws. I got a few scratches here and there but I didn't care. I was never really hurt to bother. The pack's doctor had said that I was not an unusual case, rare but still it won't cause me any harm since I would eventually phase to my wolf form. I supposed that explained why my wolf fur was different than the rest. All of them including both of my parents had brown in their fur. Mine was silvery-gray but I had my father's eyes' and hair colour as well as my mother's beautiful features. The pack had called me their very own little black sheep. An ironic joke. Get a grip, Gracielle, I mused to myself as I cleared my lump-fitted throat. Malcolm gave me an encouraging look; he wasn't here to help me with my introduction, he was there to observe my first OFFICIAL day as Alpha Female, I've been here for more than a week but I was such a worry rat to take the position but I knew I was just being silly. So comforting and very helpful of him, I groused silently in my thoughts, instantly regretting as I forgot that James could hear my thoughts. I thanked my lucky stars that the rest of the pack couldn't hear my thoughts. Another sweet advantage of being the mate of an alpha. We could still communicate with one another in our wolf forms though but still, I could mentally prevent them from reading my thoughts without my consent. It was just like speaking out loud. Yes, the female members in front of me might be years older than me but I was their Alpha Female; they were bound to respect and submit to me. I just need to get a grip on myself. Fiorelle could do it and she practically bossed everyone around. This would be easy. I'll lead them but I won't boss them. That wasn't me. "I am Gracielle Trina Ruben," I announced formally, smiling at my new name. "I shall lead and hear you. I shall treat you with respect as you all would do the same. I will be the cradle of which, that supports you, to hold and protect one another. The holy moon blesses us, the sacred moon protects us, let us honour one another under the circle of this holy bond," I recite the ancient words which Malcolm had written on a piece of parchment for me to memorize for my formal introduction. The ancient words were a necessity since it showed the rest of the pack on who was their Alpha Female. I remembered Fiorelle saying the exact same words to us, a day after her Mating Ceremony, unlike me; she was sprouting with eagerness to boss her first instructions. That was the day when she had appointed us as her Betas. Speaking of which, I was eternally grateful that I could 'resign' myself from being a Beta. My position was taken by a lower rank in my previous group. Katherine Teal Thorn had been promoted straight from being a lower rank to a privileged Beta. This wasn't an unusual case since there weren't many in-commands' daughters to begin with. All of the Ruben Pack's female members growled at me in submission as they phased from their human form, stripping quickly into their snowy-white forms. Their tails wagged and twitched behind them as they bent down and laid their heads to their front paw and then rolled over, exposing their naked furry bellies in front of me. Pure instinct washed over me as I felt myself transformed into my silvery-gray form. I was certainly bigger in size than them ironically speaking since many of them were older than me. Malcolm nodded his head but he didn't phased into his wolf form instead he took a step back, careful to not surprise me since as being a wolf, I was easily distracted and I could jump over and attacked him instead. He turned after a few feet away from me and then he went out from the vast common room. We shall roam the land beneath our paws, I thought to them, growling as I turned and started leaping through the wide open door leading to an unobstructed path straight to the forest. The moon rose high at the dark sky as the other female wolves in shinny silvery-coats sprinted behind me. We will hunt tonight, I thought excitedly as lupine instinct washed over us. I could feel the cold wind on my face as I sprinted up over a boulder and leaped across a wide stream, never letting the water touched any part of me. The female wolves behind me separated into their ranks as the Betas sprinted inches behind me (Yes, I did have to elect Betas; unfortunately, this wasn't something I could dismiss. The female members considered being a Beta as a privilege and not a fun-blower like I did) The lower ranks members sprinted behind us as we caught a fresh alluring scent of a mountain lion. I grinned in my thoughts sensing how grouchy and hungry the lion was. Separate and encircle. I thought to all of them automatically as we dispersed through the forest, jumping over boulders and thick trees. I could sense the Betas behind me. Jessica growled in anticipation as we smelled another two mountain lions nearby. Jackpot! Woohoo! The older female wolf thought greedily, the first one who had said the 'we don't bite,' thingy at me. I smiled. Strategy and pack tactics to overthrow the three lions formed in my mind as we neared the unsuspecting mountain lions. We were of about similar size to them definitely, larger than the 'normal' wolves, it would be a tough fight but worth every moment of it. The lions would sense us of course but we were stronger and faster than the three of them combined. The mere fact that there were at least a hundred of us hunting as one functional unit. This was why we lived so far away from human. There were so many of us, not to mention the hundreds more in the other three packs stretched far from here. The sight of a hundred beautiful silvery-coated colour wolves would both amaze and confuse the human, should they ever see us. The human would bring unwanted attention to us but then again, there was no guarantees that they would leave the forest alive and in one piece if they stumbled with us while we were in pure instinctual hunting mode. I crouched low stealthily as we neared the lions. They were alert of course; sniffing the air for possible threats, they wondered where we were. It was too late for them as I leaped high and scratched my sharp claws to the biggest lion among the three and sank my venomous sharp teeth deep into his neck. I could taste the rusty flow of fresh blood dribbling down me as I clamped tight on his neck, blocking his airway. He struggled beneath me, his claws wanting to take a swipe of me but it was useless. My silvery-hued golden eyes burnt with thirst of the fresh irresistible kill. The smell of more blood triggered my inner demons as my Betas and the other lower ranks overthrew the other two lions to its death. My lion was a good fighter. Relentless to escape for its life, I admired his strength. I loved that in my prey; it made my hunt more enjoyable and satisfying. The lion continued to struggle, his claws never stopping to take a swipe at me but it felt like a feather caressing my body, tickling me like a little massage, he gave a final surrendering yelp as his last breath left him. I had proven myself worthy in front of my pack. I've hunted the biggest and strongest lion on my own. I felt very victorious as I went up on my kill and howled loudly to my pack. The Betas rolled over and displayed their bellies at me before approaching me and nuzzled at my blood-stained face. I snarled possessively at my kill but it was a natural reaction. They took a step back and displayed their bare furry necks at my primal instinctual behest. The lower ranks started to pull the two dead lions with their sharp teeth. The Betas growled but allowed them to continue with their task. We shall dine exquisitely tonight. I snapped my teeth at the approaching lower ranks. This is mine, I thought possessively as I clamped my teeth on the lion's severed bitten neck. They retreated, bowing their heads once again as I dragged my kill on my own back to the manor. It wasn't an easy feat dragging the heavy dead lion on my own but somehow I knew instinctively that I need to show to my new family that I was the worthy Alpha Female that James had chosen for them. I dropped my kill just a few meters towards the Ruben Manor when my sensitive snout took a whiff of a vey familiar tempting scent. I broke into a sprint as fast as I could, leaping high, phasing back into my human form as I tackled James lovingly. We fell to the ground as I kissed him passionately on his lips, his hands caressing my bare back as I straddled him, my bare pussy right on his clothed hard-on. I knew the lower ranks had finally taken over and dragged my kill into the manor, following the others but I took no notice as I kissed him hungrily. It had been hours since I last saw him, to hold and caress him in my arms. The longing was killing me. I didn't even care that I was naked, blood-stained and sweaty from my first hunt with the female pack members. I only focused on one thing: James. I started to rip open his shirt, throwing it aside and surrendering myself to the intense need towards him. Oh, how I missed him so much and it has only been hours since! I got it real bad. I kissed him fully on his mouth again, our tongue swirled, our hands caressing one another. I totally forgot where we were and how we were making out wide in the open space. Heck, I didn't give a damn about it. I could hear the Betas giggling as they passed us but I took no notice as we embraced and kissed hungrily. I trailed my lips on his exposed neck, smelling his scent, memorizing it again and again. I felt insatiable. I was about to release his wonderful cock from its prison when Malcolm cleared his throat. "Gracielle, your parents and a certain Miss Haylie Thorn are waiting for you inside," a hint of amusement in his voice. I growled, feeling deeply annoyed with Malcolm for interrupting us but I knew that I had to behave well and composed since my family was here. I had been living in Ruben Estate for a whole week now so it was naturally assumed that my family and friends would come and visit me. I got up as a lower rank member hurried to my side, already clothed; she presented me a robe which I accepted gratefully. I couldn't bear the thought of facing my family like this. "Give me a few minutes please," I said as I tied the silky robes to my slim waist. "I think I need a shower, I reeked!" Malcolm and James burst into laughter. The lower rank member broke into a toothy grin. I was definitely amusing them. James stood up and brushed away dirt from his shirt which I had literally ripped. He gave me a quick peck on my forehead and said, "You smelled delicious," he said, "I'd carry you to bed if you didn't have guests!" I rolled my eyes at him. "I won't be long," I said as I went into the main door. "I'll keep them company for you, love," James replied back with a bright smile on his handsome face. *** I never realized how much I missed my family until I saw their bright smiling faces as I went into our living room. Dad was talking with James about strategies and tactics – ah, well, the usual things that men talked about. I realized that he had put on a new shirt. I grinned at him. I could even hear a bit on who won the latest football tournament. I hugged my mother tightly, my heart tugged as an unsuspected tear rolled down my cheeks. "Honey, why the sad tears?" she asked me, wiping my tears away with her thumbs just like she always did when I fell and hurt myself silly when I was a little cub. "I miss you, Mom," I hugged her again, "So much!" Haylie hugged the two of us, forming a big familial bond. "How's life as an Alpha Female, Grace?" she asked me, "Fiorelle's been real bitchy since the Four Council acknowledged your mating," she groused crabbily, "I should have known that she was just acting all sweet and innocent when she first came to the pack. What a skank!" I looked at Haylie with confusion. "What?" Haylie sat down on the plush sofa. My Mom sat down next to me, sighing, combing my hair with her fingers like she used to do when I was little. "Ever since your mating has been official," Haylie started, "Jerry...." She paused, looking uncertain on how to term her words since I was after all, not a member of the Thorn Pack anymore. She bit her lip; the look on her face was like, 'what the heck! I don't care'. She looked at me. "Life at Thorn Manor isn't the same without you Gracielle," she admitted, "Jerry wasn't willing to let you go," I felt disgusted. "He mated with Fiorelle," I snapped. "That was his choice," I cast a glance at James, he seemed oblivious to the tension forming but I knew that he realized what was going on. He was such a good actor to compose himself calm. "Besides, I'm in love with my James," my voice swooned with yearning. This time, James looked at me and smiled knowingly at me before talking again with my father. He decided to take him to his small office next door and show his priceless collection on all of the major baseball teams' signature and autographed merchandises – ah well, boys will still be boys. Mom looked at me intently, "Although Fiorelle has been bitchy, there's a reason behind it," she started to explain the whole Fiorelle's choice of personality, "I heard rumours that Jerry had raped her after your acknowledgement and didn't touch her ever since," her chirpy voice dropped to a whisper, "We've seen him bringing a lower rank female into their quarter, each time, a different one," "Jerry's stupid," Haylie said, "Fiorelle's been the most bitchiest with your Mom," My eyes flashed angrily. "WHAT THE HELL??" My mother groaned. "I told you to leave it alone, Haylie," "Gracie deserved to know the truth!" Haylie was fuming now, she looked at me, her eyes flashing with burning anger, "She demoted your Mom as a lower rank," I hissed. "How dare she?!" "Dad just sit down and accepts everything that bitch gave you?!" I snarled at my mother. She flinched. She shook her head to Haylie who bit her lips. "She needs to know, forgive me," Haylie said to my mother before pulling me to another side and said, "Jerry demoted your father too," "BUT WHY? I DON'T UNDERSTAND ALL OF THIS!!" I flung myself to my mother and gripped both of her arms. "I think it's pretty obvious that he's doing this to vent his anger over losing you," Haylie answered, "And Fiorelle's decision to demote your mother just made it easier for him to demote your father as well," "Enough, Haylie!" my Mom snapped suddenly, "We are not the important thing here," she said, "What we should be concerned with is the strain that Jerry and Fiorelle are making to the pack," she looked at me, "If Fiorelle decides to tell her father about how her mate is still in love with her previous Beta, this might be the end of the Four Council as we know it," "Is that why Jerry's trying to provoke?" I hissed. "Stupid egoistic mutt!" I cursed him angrily. "I think he's trying to indirectly make the Andashman Pack attack them first..." she didn't finish her words. She didn't have to since I fully understood what she meant. I sank down on the seat. Haylie looked at me carefully, calculating my behaviour. "And the rest of the two packs will be forced to choose sides," I groaned. I really had thought that life would be less complicated after leaving Thorn Manor. I honestly believed that my life would be a lot happier here in Ruben Estate. I looked at my mother, finally realizing the tired dark circles on her beautiful eyes. She had never looked so tired before in her entire life. Guilt boiled in my veins as I knelt down on the floor, resting my head on her lap. "Mom, please don't go back to Thorn Manor," I pleaded, hoping she would see sense in my words, "Stay here," I said, my voice thick with regret and sadness, "James will allow it, you're his family too," My Mom caressed my hair lovingly. She smiled, "Don't worry honey," even after all of the vile things Jerry and Fiorelle did to them, she was still loyal to them. Damn them. "The pack doesn't entirely revolve around Jerry and his mate," she whispered, "Your father wouldn't want to back out without a fight, dear," there was secret in her voice. I looked at her, pleading with my eyes, hoping she would stay but to no avail, even I knew, how loyal wolves can be even if their alpha and his mate were acting like huge egoistic monsters. I wished they would pay. My fingers balled into tight fists; the dire need to phase and sprint hundreds of kilometers away to Thorn Manor was tempting. I wanted to gauge Fiorelle's eyes out. How dare she bully my parents after all of the kind things they had done to welcome her. "Haylie?" I asked her but she smiled grimly at me. A tear rolled down her pretty face, "We only came here because we begged," she confessed, "Many of us suffered but do not worry, we are strong," I knew from her tone that she was hiding something from me. "We can't see you again after this, child," a voice startled me from behind. I turned, tears started to stream down my face as I embraced my father. "The alpha has commanded it," "More like condemning it," Haylie hissed. I couldn't understand any of this. James sensed my sadness, he yearned to take me into his arms and comfort me. He wanted to ease my pain badly but he gave me space as he stood by my mother tear-streaked face. "Is this a final good-bye?" I whispered brokenly. My Dad flashed me a withering smile as he comforted his wife, his one and only soul mate, "We weren't supposed to tell you about this," he said, even after all of this, his voice didn't break, not even once. My father was a tough man; I always knew that he would never give up. This was the exact reason why he was chosen as second-in-command, the next leader, should anything happen to the wretched alpha and if there weren't any heirs present to receive the 'throne'. "Jerry forbade us. This was the only reason why he let us go and see you today but..." a mischievous glint in his eyes sparkled like diamond, "I am wiser than him, I know how to bend certain rules," I couldn't help but to smile faintly, now I knew where I got my mischievousness from. Just Being Wolfy Ch. 05 I hugged my family tightly, unwilling to let them go but I knew if I kept them here, there was a chance that the barmy pompous egoistic alpha might break the pact law and start a stupid war on us although I knew that a war was inevitable and it was coming definitely but that didn't mean that I want the war to come to us when we were unprepared. I looked at James. He understood my thoughts without even me saying it in my mind. He grasped my hand, an apologetic look shone in his eyes as he revealed what he had known in Jerry's mind the day he grabbed his mate from James and mine's Acknowledgement Ceremony. "Forgive me for not telling you earlier, love," he apologized, "I was hoping that I could solve it before it gets worse," he looked at my family intently before looking at me, "I just wasn't aware that it was already grave," I didn't know what to say. I dried up my tears with my hands. Was this my fault? I thought to myself, staring at each beloved face in front of me; my loving stylish mother, my over-protective father and my sisterly friend. Was it my fault that I had followed what the fate has decided for me? Was war the answer to end all of this complexity? I wished I had never fallen in love with Jerry Thorn. I wished I had never been born. It made sense in a weird way; if I wasn't born, Jerry wouldn't have become an obsessed raving lunatic wolf and Fiorelle PERHAPS wouldn't have been a big bitch. My family and friend wouldn't have to suffer under my expense. James growled, protesting my crazy thoughts as he wrapped his strong arms around me. "I would have continued to be lost in the darkness without my light," he whispered in my ears. I blinked back treacherous tears but it flow anyway as I clung tightly to him. "You are my reason of living, love," I love you, I thought passionately. I love you with all my heart. "Do not blame yourself over what you have no control of," James smiled at me, kissing my forehead tenderly, "We will find a way out of this mess," he released me gently. He looked at my father with a wary expression. "I've told you about my in-commands' plans on how to deal with this. We have talked about it at the very first day of our arrival back home from Thorn Manor," "I'm impressed, son," my Dad complimented, "You certainly have a very sharp mind. I am certain that my daughter will truly be in good hands," that made me whimpered in sadness; it was as if he was truly saying farewell to me. I hugged him again. He was always so serious with me; I had rarely seen him this troubled and fragile before, not even during the last war so to speak. "We should leave now or he will suspect something's up," he cradled my chin, "Be strong daughter," with that, he released me. My mother whimpered as she embraced me once again; this time, tighter and it felt more final. Haylie couldn't find it in her heart to hug me since the pain was too much for her to bear. I understood her. I watched my family and my dear sweet friend climbed into the sleek heavily tinted limousine from the living room window, they had insisted me to let them go out on their own. An eerie mixture of hatred and pain boiled in me as James wrapped his arms on my waist, "Be strong, love," he said, repeating my father's last words to me. I turned and hugged him tightly. He ran his fingers on the crescent-shaped scar, "His blood shall pay all of the pain he inflicted upon you," In a short course of time, Jerry was a changed wolf. What happened to the sweet romantic gentle man who had never hurt his pack? Guilt sank into my core when I thought that I was the trigger of this new side of him but then again I was fully aware that this was the road he had chosen. Perhaps he wasn't willing to mate according to the Four Council's choice but he should know that we were never meant to be together – I SHOULD have realized that from the very start. He was my alpha and law dictated that an alpha couldn't mate with his in-commands' offspring as we were practically like family. The law should have mentioned about mistresses as well. I pitied Fiorelle despite the pain she inflicted towards my family. It was a justified payback in her opinion, a blow to my happiness bubble when hers was a complete hell. I didn't know whether I should be more sympathizing or not with her. Justified or not; she still didn't have the right to bully my loved ones especially her own pack! This was as much as my fault as it was to Jerry's. I couldn't just blame one party since I was solely the reason of this complexity. James continued to nuzzle on my neck but I couldn't concentrate fully although I yearned to rip my clothes off and made love with him right now. The desire was highly tempting but the pain of never seeing my family again for such an unknown period of time was too much for me to swallow. "Not tonight, my love," I whispered brokenly to him, denying his desires as I turned and flung both of my arms to his neck and kissed his mouth tamely, refusing his advances slowly as to not hurt or even surprise him but he amazed me as he held his forehead to mine, his arms tight on my waist. I understand love, he thought inside my mind. I sighed, closing my eyes, feeling safe in his arms. I never wanted to open my eyes and face the cruelty of the fate decided upon me but I knew I couldn't hide forever behind his strong body. The time has come for this Alpha Female to kick some Thorn's mangy butt. TO BE CONTINUED... Please VOTE and COMMENT!! – THANK YOU!!! Just Being Wolfy Ch. 06 *** Hi there guys!!! We've finally reached the SIXTH installment for JUST BEING WOLFY series!! I can't believe it! Thank you for your endless support, votes and comments!! I appreciate them VERY MUCH!! More to come soon!! Don't forget to VOTE, VOTE, VOTE!! Thank you! *** Fiorelle could only watch in silence. Her heart broke with every passing moment but she didn't want to betray the bond she had with him even if he didn't treat her with the same respect. He was still her mate. She stole a few mournful glances at the slightly ajar door of their bed chamber. She could smell fresh sex wafting to her sharp nostrils, flaring, edging her to break into tears. She could hear pleasured moans of the skanky low-ranked bitch that he had chosen for his insatiable lust. She was no fool. She knew that Jerry was trying to agitate her; to make her flee back to her previous pack. As much as she hated being here, she couldn't bring herself to be the reason of another war between the packs. She had lost her brother. She wouldn't want another life or even hundreds more to be taken. She remembered how frail her family had become when the Andashman Pack lost their only heir to the war years back. Felix was only ten when he died. Her heart still ached for her little brother. My fault, she thought, if I hadn't been so angry with him for breaking my seashell collection, he wouldn't have gone into the woods and gathered the flowers she loved so much. He wouldn't have tried so hard for me to forgive him. Her heart wept. She knew how much her Betas hated her for being so heartless. Haylie even had the nerve to snarl at her. She was only protecting herself, her pitiful broken heart. Her father blamed her for Felix's death, somehow, even if he didn't say it out loud, she knew that this betrothal he had talked the Four Council to, was just a ploy to get rid of her. A bad seed. She went along with her family's plans for her, wanting so much to appease them; hoping that they would have in their hearts to forgive her. Her mother forgave her of course; no mother can hate her children no matter how sinful they've become. That was just how mothers are. Fiorelle was relieved to find out last month that her mother was pregnant again after so many years of trying; she hoped that the baby will be a boy and perhaps her father would then look at her with those loving eyes she had missed dearly. She longed for her father to finally look at her like a daughter and not as a cursed soul that the holy moon had rejected upon. The moans intensified louder; she cringed as she could practically hear Jerry's balls slapping on the bitch's pussy. She touched her flat stomach woefully, wanting so much to be a mother and yet, the idea of carrying his offspring revolted her. She was secretly relieved that he had stopped touching her, choosing instead to hump low ranks members who looked similar to Gracielle. Gracielle...the name brought bitterness to her tongue. Gracielle Trina Ruben was a beauty of course, she wasn't at all surprised that Jerry had fallen head over heels over her but the reality still stung her since she had never been refused by guys before. She wanted to run away from this place; just to protect her ears from hearing Jerry's orgasmic howls and how the bitch would moan in pleasure. She wondered what would happen if one of those damned wolves sire offspring for him. The Four Council would eat him alive -- literally. That thought calmed her raging betrayed heart as she stood on the floor. He had specifically ordered her to stay here, just a few feet away from their bedchamber. How could she refuse him when the ancient bond worked its magic on her? A few minutes later, she could hear Jerry growled, "Get out," to the sated bitch. The low rank scrambled out from the bed and pulled open the door and walked towards her. She could smell him on her. Tears started to roll down her beautiful face as the low rank looked at her smugly. "I made him come, Fiorelle," she said vainly. "Poor wolf," she even dared to stick her index finger into her wet abused hole and waved it out to her nose. "Do you smell his seed on me?" she grinned. Fiorelle growled. "You'll see," she promised Fiorelle, "I'll sire him a son and then you'll be my toy," Fiorelle growled, phasing into her wolf form as the bitch laughed, turning her back to her. Big mistake bitch, she thought angrily as she lunged to the bitch's unsuspected neck. She managed to scream in shock but it was too late as Fiorelle broke her neck. The bitch's body lay limp on the floor. She phased back into her naked human form, kicking the bitch's lifeless naked body, spitting on it. "Clean up the mess, Fiorelle," Jerry said suddenly as he walked out in his naked beauty, his cock hung down him. He walked past her, not even looking another glance to her beautiful alluring body. Other wolves would have thrown her to the floor and slam their cocks inside her, determined to sire offspring inside her perfect body. He went to the bar and started to pour himself some wine, "Do you want some?" he asked nonchalantly as if it was a perfectly normal thing to have a dead body in their living room. Fiorelle ignored him as she stomped angrily past him and went into their chamber. Her gaze fell on the rumpled sheets on the bed; the scent of fresh sex was saturated in the chamber. She held her breath as she grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt from the built-in wardrobe. She slammed the bathroom door, locking herself inside, finally bursting into agonizing tears. *** Jerry couldn't care less what his pack think about him. He was the alpha. Absolute power was in his hand, heck, the holy moon was on his side. He looked at his two-in-commands. Christopher Byrne Thorn and Gregory Grant Thorn kept quiet. He smiled at them; he had demoted Alexander Thorn, Rex Gorham Thorn and Michael Thorn as low rank members. He only kept two who supported his quest. His goal was to make Gracielle his and enlarge his territory. Christopher and Gregory calculated greedy ideas in their minds. They had already started some of them. Christopher presented their alpha with a small box. "We have finished with the potion," he said proudly. "We have tested a sample on two low ranks, it worked," Gregory grinned. "My Alpha," he started carefully, he knew how crazy Jerry could be, "When do you propose we start the plan?" Jerry popped open the box and gingerly took the small vial in his hand; the liquid inside sloshed and glinted in direct sunlight. He smiled. "Patience, my dear brothers," he said to his in-commands, his strong ally which kept most of the pack in order under his rule. "The opporturnity will come," he said as he put down the vial back into the safety of the box. He stood up from his CEO-like leather chair and went to the built-in cabinet on the wall. He took out a sleek classy-looking invitation card and tossed it on his desk in front of them. Gregory took the invitation and smiled. "Ruben-Thorn Grand Feast," he said shortly. Christopher chuckled, "It's perfect," And I shall have you soon, Gracielle...Jerry thought as he took the box and deposited in carefully inside his safe box hidden under the floorboard. You will moan my name... *** "Enough Adrian," Elizabeth said to him as she took the broomstick from his hand, "I'm no longer in the higher ranks," she reminded him as she started to sweep the floor on the Low Ranks Quarter. Here, even if the décor was still as lavish and as expensive as the ones she had in her old quarter, it didn't feel like home. Here, the low ranks shared rooms instead of having their own quarters. Personal Home Quarters were always the higher ranks' privilege. She remembered how she and her mate had been thrown out of their own home and was forced to live down at the South Quarters where the low ranks lived. There was a difference though between having personal quarters and living together in rooms. It was merrier and she never really felt alone since all of the low ranks would gather in their one big common living room and socialized. It felt like a party except that they weren't dressing up to impress. They were just there to relax after a long day of hard work of keeping the manor and its surrounding vast land maintained and free of possible trespassers. Adrian Rolf Thorn shook his head. "Alexander will kill me if he sees you working hard like this," She grinned. "No, he won't," within minutes, she finished sweeping the entire floor. "I'm not an old wrinkly wolf that tire easily yet," she joked. That cracked Adrian up, he smiled at the beautiful wolf in front of him, "He worries about you," he gently took the broomstick from her, "You've never done this work before," he said as he swept the remaining dust into the bin, "You hardly rest today, you swept, clean and cooked for the damned alpha while he rests and humps Gracielle-look-alikes," he bit his lips, regret pooled in his face, "I'm sorry, I -- I," She cut him off, sighing, "Don't apologize, Adrian," she said curtly, her back felt stiff and sore from cleaning the entire day, the rest of the hundreds low ranks were still working in assigned tasks. She was given the cleaning and the occasional kitchen duty. Most of the male low ranks including her mate were assigned to patrol the vast land for intruders and possible threats. She hardly see him nowadays since he was always been kept busied with instructions by the alpha himself. Haylie's father received the same treatment as well but miraculously, Haylie remained as a Beta since only Fiorelle can decide her fate. "Well, aren't you supposed to be outside prowling with the rest?" she asked him as she put the broomstick back into the closet and took out a bucket and a sponge. She had a lot of windows to clean. "Alexander's doing my shift, you know just for a couple of days since he couldn't get Christopher off from bugging him," he explained uncomfortably, "You know how protective he is towards you, he didn't want you to get hurt again like last time," he shared his thoughts with her of how the rebellious low ranks had attacked her by mistake. Tim, Gray, Sarah and Ben had thought that Elizabeth was there under Fiorelle's instruction or worse the egoistic alpha. How could any of them expect that Elizabeth had been demoted by the bossy bitch? How could they understand the grave look on Elizabeth's face as she ascended down the marble staircase down to the common living room with suitcases? They had thought that she was there to throw some low ranks out. Tim and Gray were already furious with the alpha for giving them such a hard-time, telling them to patrol up to the borderline of the human territory. Two human spotted them and nearly shot at them as they leaped up the boulders to escape. The human thought that they were stray dogs. They wanted to rip the alpha's throat out but ancient bond held them down, forcing them to submit and show their bellies to the undeserved leader. They long for a peaceful life; they wanted to be treated with respect just like how Jerry's father had been to them. Oh, the old times of happiness. Tim was the first one to phase and slash as Elizabeth's bare arms that held up to protect her body, her suitcases dropped to her sides. Gray followed and tackled her down, snapping his sharp teeth on her. She would have been injured badly if it weren't for Adrian to interfere. Alexander blamed himself for not being there to protect her when she was forced to go down to the South Quarters. He was held to run patrol around the woods. He was extremely grateful for Adrian that instant trust and bond formed between the two wolves, Adrian was indeed a very young wolf, just like Haylie but still the bond formed between the two wolves was like a father and a son. Alexander had never sired a son so he really liked the thought of adopting one, even a low rank like the kind Adrian Thorn. Although all of the low ranks were aware on the real situation, Alexander didn't want to take any risks; he would ask Adrian to keep watch over his mate and Haylie's mom whenever they couldn't protect them, like now, when they were forced to go patrol. "Oh, well," she started to give in, "If you want to help me so much then, help me clean the windows," she gave him another bucket and a sponge, "I'll do the first floor and you do the second one," *** Fiorelle felt lonely. Her heart ached so much. She was fully aware that Jerry knew how she felt and she realized that he didn't care but that didn't mean it doesn't stung her. She wrapped her cold arms to herself as she walked through the long corridors. Her Betas bowed to her in respect -- oh well, rather, FORCED respect since they shot hateful looks behind her. The same goes with the low ranks as well. She peered to the big grand window to her left and saw Jerry walking with his two-in-commands towards the forest. She sighed; just then a droplet of water fell to her cheek. She blinked in confusion; her fingers quickly dried the droplet away as she looked up and saw a boy perhaps like her age, scrambled down the metal stairs he had leaned to the wall. "Forgive me, Alpha Female," he spluttered, fearing her wrath. It was indeed his lucky day since she didn't have the mood to be bitchy, otherwise, she would have ripped his throat out just like what she had done to that stupid low rank female. "Never mind boy," she said weakly as she started to walk past him. He frowned to himself. Odd, he thought. "Wait, my Alpha Female," he called, turning to her. She looked at him. "Yes?" "Why didn't you punish me?" he wondered. She snarled. "Do you want to be punished, mutt?" He took a step back. "N-no, Alpha Fe-," She cut his words, she felt sick with all of this formality -- this false respect, "Fiorelle," she said, "Don't call me Alpha Female anymore," she groused, "My name is Fiorelle," He had the decency to smile. She frowned as her heart gave this automatic unexpected lurch, "My name is Adrian," he offered his hand to her to shake. She bit her lips. She felt so alone in this manor; she had no real friends. There was no harm in trying to make one. She smiled faintly at him as she shook his warm strong hand. Electric current passed through her. She gulped, wondering if it was just her feeling it. She scrutinized him but he looked as the same as ever as before. It was just me, she concluded with confusion. "Why are you cleaning the windows? This is the low rank females' tasks," she said, going Alpha Female mode suddenly. "Why aren't you patrolling with the rest?" "I've been asked the exact same thing," he grinned as he put the sponge into the water-filled bucket, "I just want to help my Mom," he said, knowing full well that she wouldn't have guessed that Elizabeth was his adopted mother now. He did have his own biological parents though and he loved them to bits but they were long lost in the last war. May the holy moon bless their souls. No one can deny the father-son-like-bond that formed between Alexander and himself since he had saved the in-command's mate. "That's really nice of you," she replied, her heart stung, missing her mother more than ever. She could go back and visit but at her current emotional state, she couldn't trust herself from breaking into tears and risk her father to start a war. He may hate her but she was still his blood. "This is nothing," he waved the compliment off. He wondered why the Alpha Female looked so sad; was the rumours spoke the truth? "Are you busy, Fiorelle?" he asked her carefully. Her eyes flashed, "Why?" "I think you haven't actually ventured out from Thorn Manor, right?" he paused, "You haven't seen the best parts in this land," She couldn't stop herself from snorting but then, she thought for it for a minute. If she declined the invitation, she wasn't sure if she could meet the kind wolf again and besides, she had with no doubt that, right after Jerry return from his forest trip, he would pluck another Gracielle-look-alike, oh well, those skanky bitches with similar hair colour or even body figure. They wouldn't exactly look like Gracielle but they certainly would have similar physique. He would just have to close his eyes and pretend in his psycho mind that he was humping her, feeling her body writhed beneath him in orgasmic glory. She smiled weakly, "You'll show me?" "Definitely," he nodded as he picked up the metal stairs on his left and the bucket on his right. "We'll go right after I put these back to the South Quarter," She bit her lips, pitying him, "Here, let me help you with that thing," she took the bucket from his right hand. He looked at her with surprise. "I'm not really made of rotten core, Adrian," she smiled, her moods starting to get better with passing time. He shrugged, "As you wish, Fiorelle," "Well, let's go now," she said, starting to sound impatient. He chuckled, amused with her. He never did see this side of her. A total fragile and vulnerable thing bottled up into one. He wondered what other surprises she'd installed for him. *** Jessica and Elizabeth walked along side of me as we strolled down the path to the beach. They never left my side so I hadn't really got the chance to feel alone or immerse myself in wallowed sadness of never being able to see my family for some time. 'Elizabeth'...ah, the name almost brought tears to my eyes as I finally realized today that she and my mother had the same name. I was actually relieved that she asked me to call her as 'Tylie', insisting that 'Elizabeth' was such a common name that practically everyone knew their own Elizabeth. I wondered if she knew that she had the same name with my mom. We didn't phase to our wolf forms like we always did whenever we ventured out from Ruben Manor. We could always sprint to the beach faster than anyone could blink but today, we just wanted to enjoy the sun on our pale skin. I wished James would have come with me to the beach instead of my Betas but beggars can't be choosers, I suppose since I hadn't really familiarize myself in my new home and I didn't really want to go alone. I knew that he would have come with me if I had asked but I saw the serious look on his face. I noticed how Jerry had brought stress to both of his pack and to James's own heart. He knew that Jerry was planning something to me but both of us didn't know what or even when he would do it. I didn't want to disturb his concentration on discussing possible strategies and threats with his in-commands but then again, during night time, he belonged to me. I smiled, remembering last night, exactly during midnight when I trotted up to his small office in our home quarter without a single thread on my silky body. I took pleasure in seeing his eyes popped open wide as I straddled him on his chair. I wanted to make it up for him for refusing his desires earlier when my family had come. I started to kiss his still-clothed shoulder, my hands trailed up to his shirt as I lifted it off him. I nibbled on the wonderful broad shoulder; my hands clung to his back as he lifted me up easily and started to carry me to our bedchamber. My bare legs wrapped perfectly to his strong waist. I kissed him, passion burnt high as he backed me to the wall; we didn't even make it out from his small office! Our building needs were unstoppable as he released me down the floor. I tugged his pants off him, he groaned in anticipation as his beautiful cock leaped out from its confines. I gave it a kiss, promising myself that I would give it a little treat but I wanted him now. I ran my hands up to his body as he lifted me up; my back hit the wall as he slid me down to his waiting cock, pumping in and out of me with increasing fervor. My back hit the wall again and again but I didn't care. I tugged at his hair, wanting more and more of him as he continued to plow into me. Moaning in deep pleasure, my head raised high above him, my full breasts jiggled to his face. He licked my left nipple, arousing it more. My breasts felt constricted and hard. I yelped in pleasure and pain as his knot tightened up inside me. He tugged at my aroused nipple, biting it gently but enough force to make me scream in perfect harmony of bliss. Just Being Wolfy Ch. 06 He started to pump in faster and faster so I knew he was close. Oh, how I longed to be filled with his warm cum. My mouth watered at such thoughts, promising myself yet another treat after this. He groaned in utter satisfaction, a low growl of triumph as he emptied his seeds inside me, overflowing my waiting womb. Breathless, I lay my head onto his as he lowered me down, his knot still deep inside me. "You are definitely my little wolfy vixen, love," he breathed out raggedly. I chuckled as he took me to our bedchamber, laying me down to our bed. We snuggled close to one another, his front side to mine as he was still buried deep within me. "I love you so much," he whispered, and then his tone became serious, "I'll protect you, I won't let Jerry lay a hand on you, love," he vowed but I just giggled once again. I was too much in bliss to even care about something so insignificant like Jerry. How about a second round? I thought to him naughtily as I pushed him to his back, quite easy to do seeing he was still inside me, hard and loving. He grinned with anticipation as I rode him, my hands clawed to his chest but he didn't even complain as his hands tugged and fondled at my swaying breasts. We continued to make love throughout the late night, insatiable with one another. I shook to myself, starting to blush at the memory. I hoped my Betas didn't smell the heated arousal inside of me that would be so embarrassing. A random thought about Jerry flew into my mind, I sighed. I really want this to be over. I had enough troubles already to last me a few millennia. We just hoped blindly that he would take bait and decided to launch his insane plan on our Grand Feast this weekend. In the next few days, the three packs would arrive and during the nights, all of us would gather and howl to the moon. "I'm excited about the Grand Feast, Gracielle," Jessica piped in after a few minutes of silence, "I know that the alpha and you didn't have the traditional mating ceremony and all but I'm glad that you guys agreed to throw a feast! I love dressing up!" I couldn't help but to smile at her words, remembering how my mother was a devout on dressing up. I was her Barbie Doll and will always be. Tylie giggled. "I think I'll flirt with some of the Nyca wolves on that day," she turned and twirled, "I'll tease them and make them embarrass themselves with raging hard-on!" "Naughty Tylie!" Jessica chuckled, "Watch out! If they lost their wolf over you, you're dead meat," she giggled, wondering at the same time when she will find her true mate. "You guys are supposed to be little innocent virgins!" I shook my head in disbelieve at them, but amused at the same time, "You will be the death of those poor boys," I exclaimed, laughing, remembering well how I had unknowingly teased James, making him losing control over his wolf and claimed me, right under the moonlight. My first time was amazingly although unorthodoxly perfect. We could taste the salty air just a few meters away. I smiled. I could hardly wait to run my legs in the cool salty sea. It was then a hit of vertigo washed over me as Jessica and Tylie broke into a run and raced with each other. I wanted to join them but the banging in my head slowed me down. The world spun in front of me as I staggered backward. I lost my footing on a stray tree root, losing my perfect balance; the darkness swallowed me whole as my body fell limped on the ground... TO BE CONTINUED... Don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT!! -- THANK YOU ALL!! Just Being Wolfy Ch. 07 *** Hi there guys!! This is the SEVENTH installment for JUST BEING WOLFY series!! Thank you so much for the VOTES and COMMENTS!! You guys have been AMAZINGLY supportive!!! Please VOTE!! VOTE!! VOTE!!! Thank you VERY MUCH!! :D P.S: I know that I said that I will have an EDITOR editing this chapter but I couldn't wait that longer. I've sent an email to my choice of editor but hadn't got a reply yet but it's all right. There's still chapter 8 to do and work with the editor. LOL. I would have waited but I really don't want to make you guys wait too long. I reread this CHAPTER 7 out loud and also in my thoughts many times but if I missed out and there are still grammar mistakes or anything. I'm sorry for that. I have asked a close friend of mine to read it and she edited my sentences a bit but she didn't change the plot. LOL. I hope you guys will continue to love this series!! :D With love, Jayleen88 *** My head throbbed painfully as I opened my eyes groggily. "Gracielle?" I could hear a very fretful voice piped at me, "my Alpha Female, are you all right?" I groaned at Jessica's stubbornness in calling me formally like that. I was still lying on my back on the ground. I blinked twice; I sat upright in sudden jerks as a very horrible pain cramped in my stomach. I keeled, panting for a moment. I could feel Jessica and Tylie's anxious looks towards me as they tried to help me up. "Food poisoning," I breathed out, cursing myself for eating the dinner meatloaves leftover during dawn. I was too hungry to even bother to cook up a fresh batch of food, let alone phase and hunt for a kill. "Maybe we should take you to Rachael," Tylie suggested, referring to the pack's doctor. She didn't want their alpha to blame them if his mate's condition became worse. But before I could even answer, the cramping pain vanished into thin air, leaving bubbles of light dizziness in my head. Jessica carefully helped me up to my feet. Sweat rolled down my forehead. "I'm OK," I breathed out. I suddenly had this urge to phase and hunt for a bear. "Let's not tell the alpha about this, all right?" I said, not actually asking them but ordering them instead. James had enough things to worry about in his plate; he didn't need anything less significant like this. "As you wish, Gracielle," Tylie piped. She looked intensely relieved now when she saw the pink colour returned to my pale face, she tugged at my hand, "Well, do you think you can beat us in a race?" she asked me as she slipped her dress off her. Jessica followed her suit, folding her shirt and short khakis pants neatly and placed it on a small rock boulder. I smiled. Running was my passion. I took off my clothes, tossing it to the tree bark near me. "The finish line?" I asked Tylie eagerly. "The first one to reach the waters wins," she grinned playfully, "We're very fast, Gracielle," she boasted proudly. "We'll see," I said with a laugh as we phased into our wolf form. I growled in excitement, my muscles flexed as I leaped above the unsuspecting Jessica, jumping above her and then landed perfectly on my four paws. I howled mocking at them, challenging them to beat me; to outrun their young Alpha Female. Jessica and Tylie snarled loudly; pure instincts of competition washed over them as they sprinted towards me, wanting to beat me at their race. They didn't know that I was faster and skilled at this game. I could feel the wind over me, like little fingers caressing softly on my fur. I made an easy leap passing the thick vegetation; Jessica howled in competitive fury, sprinting towards our finishing line; her stride grew as she leaped up above a boulder. Cheater, I growled at her. All's fair in war and game, Gracielle, she thought back cheekily. I growled, my body tensed as I jumped onto another boulder, leaping up to a small hill leading to an open pathway where the beach would be. I could feel Tylie gaining behind me; I snarled, wanting to beat Jessica but as I made another big leap across the narrow stream. The crunching pain blazed inside my abdomen, I whimpered as I fell into the shallow waters. Both Tylie and Jessica stopped, turning back towards me with alarm. They phased back and ran in their naked form towards me. I wanted to phase but the pain wouldn't let me control my wolf. The pain numbed my body but the burning fire was still blazing inside me. Jessica didn't even care that I was still snapping my jaws at them involuntarily as she carefully lifted me up and cradled me like a fetus to her naked chest. She didn't even care that I was wet from the stream. Tylie offered a hand and both of them carried me. I felt like a hunted pig tied on a pole waiting to be cooked by savages even if they were carrying me gently with their hands. "This isn't food poisoning, Gracielle," Jessica said softly realizing the tattletale significant signs as they continued to carry me through the thick forest back to the manor. I didn't need her to tell me that I was wrong, I already have an idea what was going on with me. I wish I could walk on my own but the pain was still burning in me; I knew right then that I would have more than one baby growing inside me. They were all cramped tight inside such a little space and I wasn't even that pregnant yet! "To think our Alpha Female is three years younger than us!" Tylie grinned, "Mated and pregnant already," she teased me, "We need to find our own mates, eh Jessica," she grinned playfully to her friend "Imagine the valiant alpha with baby spit on his shirt," Jessica burst into laughter. "James Ruben...a father, now that's hilarious," Hey, c'mon stop it, I growled my thoughts at them, at least the pain was receding to a bearable feeling. I felt strangely bloated. They finally let me down when we were right in front of the Ruben Manor's main door. The pain was already gone. I looked at my two Betas and thought seriously towards them; do not tell anyone about this, not until I tell James. I phased back into my human form and Tylie gave me back my clothes which she had carried on her arm earlier. They nodded their heads down, bowing in respect. I sighed as I went inside the manor. My Betas left me alone, hurrying to do their jobs of overseeing their assigned groups. I climbed up the marble staircase, wanting to lie down on my comfortable bed. Just 'perfect', I thought dryly. I should have expected this to come sooner or later; James and I practically had sex every night with no whatsoever kind of protection for crying out loud! It was like we couldn't get enough with each other. I smiled to myself, longing to wrap my arms around him. I walked past a couple of low ranks, smiling cheerfully at them as they bowed their heads to me in respect. I hurried to our home quarter, feeling glad for once that I was alone in our quarter. James must be with his in-commands. I was careful with my thoughts; I didn't want him to find out about the pregnancy yet. I wanted to surprise him but I didn't have a clue how. I wished my Mom was here so I could ask her how she told my Dad when they were expecting me. I lay on our bed, curling up into a fetal-like position. I was immensely thrilled to be pregnant actually but the timing wasn't right. Jerry was still out there, planning something for me. The strain he had caused on his pack and how he had forbidden my family from coming to see me but at least, for the Grand Feast this weekend, I could see them even if from afar. I knew my family would keep a distance from me that day. I wondered how I was going to tell my parents about my pregnancy and how they will be possible grandparents to not one baby but a likelihood of more than one. I secretly hope that it would be twins and not more than that. I would suffer more pain as the months past but I didn't mind. I caressed my slightly bloated stomach. Funny, I thought to myself. I didn't realize the slight bump when I had a shower in the morning. I wouldn't be pregnant for 9 months like the humans do but my pregnancy would last shorter than that; I assumed it would be 5 or 6 months later, depending on how many babies were in me. Two, I prayed hopefully, let it be two! I could accept three but more than four would be torturous since I would be hugely and painfully big. I would be a very crabby wolf. Gracielle, love... James thought towards me, just seconds before sleep crept by me. I opened my bleary eyes and then groaned slightly, curling up into a ball and closing my eyes. Are you tired, love? He asked me lovingly. I knew he couldn't see me so he wouldn't be able to see how tired I was, he could only sense my exhaustion. Sleepy as hell, I thought to him. When are you coming back, my love? The bed is cold without you. He chuckled in his thoughts to me. Love, if it's up to me, I'd be up warming the bed with you, naked. I realized that I wouldn't be seeing him any time soon. Where are you going? Malcolm and I are on our way to the Andashman Pack and after that we'll go to the Nyca Pack. We need to give their alphas a heads up about Jerry. We'll keep it a secret from their packs of course. He thought back grimly. Be safe. I thought as sleep started to fall over me, caressing me to sleep. I love you James and then, I couldn't hear anything more as I fell into a peaceful sleep. James chuckled, amused with me. *** Fiorelle sprinted happily alongside Adrian as they leaped up a fallen tree. They blended with their greenery surrounding. Adrian's wolf form was bigger than her; he was also two years older than her. "But you looked so young!" she remembered protesting at him when she asked how old he was. He chuckled at her as he helped her up the hill before they stripped down and phased into their brown wolf forms. He even respected her privacy by leaving her to phase alone. She liked that in a man. She forgot all of her troubles for a moment, glowing in sheer cheerfulness as she submitted to her wolfy desires to run like the wind. He sprinted ahead of her and then halted to a surprising stop, turning to his left side. Hurry up Fiorelle, he thought towards her. Follow me! She smiled in her thoughts. She was amused with him. He wasn't like any wolves she hung out with. They would always compete for her affections, showering her with unnecessary compliments and expensive gifts as well as boasting their own achievements. Adrian wasn't like that. Suddenly, reality dawned upon her, she was a mated wolf. Adrian didn't have to bother with the usual courting tactics or even pretend to be who he wasn't since she was already taken! The glum feeling confused her deeply. She slowed down her pace when he stopped right in front of her, phasing back into his human form. She absorbed the view in front of her, memorizing every line on his beautiful naked body. He wasn't built for fighting that was for sure but he still looked godly nonetheless. She was highly curious about him. Either that or she was falling for a low rank. His back was to her so she couldn't really admire his whole body. She was still in her wolf form, uncertain for a moment on what to do. He finally turned his head and frowned, "Why aren't you phasing back, Fiorelle?" he asked, he pointed to the view in front of her. Something she hadn't realized before. She was stunned as she walked on her four paws next to him, admiring the sun setting on the whole area. She wasn't aware until now that they were standing on the highest hilltop in Thorn Estate, she could even see the manor from here. The sun's golden ray shone on the vegetation covers; if she squinted hard enough, she could see the little tiny specks of the rest of their pack members doing their daily tasks around the manor. She phased back to her human form, forgetting momentarily that he was standing butt naked next to her. She smiled beautifully to herself, mesmerized with the heavenly scene shown in front of her. She became aware of his presence when his hand snaked its way to her shoulders, touching her in a friendly way. He meant as a friendly gesture; she was absolutely certain about that but she couldn't stop her heart from hammering. "This is my secret place," he told her proudly, "I found it by accident when I was four. I was a very naughty cub," he grinned as he folded his hands to his bare chest. She hated the fact that he was being cautious with her. She was after all still his Alpha Female. She honestly forgot that little significant fact. "You're sharing it with me?" she asked, her voice thrilled with disbelieve. He chuckled. "Yes," he nodded, looking at her, "It's actually very boring to sit here and watch the sun set alone," Alone. She thought bitterly. I'm alone here. Adrian tore his gaze from her when she realized that he was starring at her. She blushed, realizing that they were both stark naked. She turned from him, phasing quickly to her wolf form. He followed suit. I'm tired, she thought lying to him but it was a valid excuse. I think I have enough fun for today. Adrian didn't reply her; instead he broke into a sprint ahead of her. She followed his lead and they returned back to Thorn Manor in utter silence. She hated the silence but she was grateful for it since she couldn't bear to look at him in his eyes anyway. *** "Madam Alpha Female," a sweet voice called, knocking softly on the bedchamber door. I groaned softly to myself, refusing to open my eyes. I wished the sound would just go away. I still felt a bit tired. The sweet voice knocked on the door softly. I quickly covered my face with James's pillow, willing the sound to fade away as I slowly crept back to sleep. "I told you that we shouldn't have come!" a harder voice hissed, "She's probably asleep, we should go," The sweet voice protested, "Tylie and Jessica said that we ought to say hello to the new Alpha Female!" "Well, the Alpha Female isn't answering our call," the voice drawled back. I sighed, taking the pillow off me as I sat up cross-legged on the bed. I stretched my body, yawning as I got up. I went to the door and opened it. Sarah and Simon Russell Ruben straightened up and flashed me a very warm smile. "Did we disturb you sleeping?" Sarah chirped. Simon snorted, "Sarah, are you blind?" he pointed to my sleepy face, "Of course we did," Sarah's beautiful face contorted guiltily. "We're sorry," I smiled, "Don't worry," I said quickly, "What can I do for you?" "We just want to say our greetings to you, Madam Alpha Female," Simon answered, "We would have greeted you earlier but we were punished," his eyes twinkled with mischief. I knew then that they would continue to be as mischievous as ever. "Gracielle," I corrected them, "Don't call me as Alpha Female," I said warmly at them as I walked out from the bedchamber. "Do you want some refreshments? I'm sure there are some in the kitchen," I said as I hustled to the kitchen. Sarah and Simon gaped at me when I returned to them with two bottles of cold sodas. I frowned at them, "Is something wrong?" I asked with concern as I handed them a bottle each. They accepted it robotically. "You're a weird Alpha Female, Madam Gracielle," Sarah said mechanically as Simon popped open the bottle and took a healthy swig. I smiled at them, realizing that I shouldn't have done that but then again, I didn't want to be a bossy Alpha Female. I wanted to do things my way. "I'm a modern-age Alpha Female," I joked at them but they still stared at me incredulously. "Oh! Would you like it better if I'm a big bossy evil wolf with you guys?" Sarah giggled. "N-no, Madam Gracielle," "You just took us by surprise that's all," Simon answered as he took another swig from the bottle. I was amused with them; Tylie and Jessica didn't react like they did. "I think we're going to be a very happy pack together," he summed up cheerfully. "Sarah, please just call me Gracielle," I repeated. She giggled. "Having an Alpha Female of our age rocks!" she announced, twirling around. "Don't mind her, Gracielle," Simon shook his head, embarrassed with her behaviour, "She's the cuckoo one in this pack," Sarah stopped twirling and hit her brother playfully on his strong shoulder. I still felt a bit tired. The idea of me going into bed looked appealing to me. Simon must have noticed the look on my face because he quickly added, "Excuse us, Gracielle, we wish we could stay longer but we have to sign a contract -," Sarah cut him off sarcastically, "A stupid useless piece of contract," Simon ignored her, "Like I said, my father told us that the alpha reduced our punishment if we agreed to sign a deal to stop our tendency of getting into potential trouble, we're supposed to go and see Malcolm about it," They let me returned to the comforts of my bed as they left me alone. I slid into my duvet and wished that James was here to curl his arms around me. James, I thought, Come back soon... *** "I don't believe you," Fernandez Rana Andashman said grimly, his back to James. He stared out to the window, refusing to believe what the Ruben Alpha had brought to his ears. Malcolm looked at James across the table. James, what should we do? He thought anxiously to him. James shot him a look. "I assure you, Fernandez," James promised, "This is not a lie," Fernandez growled, slamming his fist on the table. "DO YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE THAT MY – MY DAUGHTER -," he was too furious to continue. He grabbed James by his collar, glaring, "MY DAUGHTER IS NOT SUFFERING! DO NOT DRAG MY DAUGHTER INTO THIS MESS YOU HAVE MADE TO YOUR OWN TAIL, RUBEN!" "Take your hands off me, Andashman," James growled, his eyes burnt with anger. The primal instincts of alpha versus alpha washed over them. Malcolm pulled Fernandez away from James. He growled at the Ruben Alpha but he let go his hold on him. "We do not mean trouble," James stated as he smoothened down his collar. "You tell lies, James," Fernandez snarled, "This is below you," "Believe what you want, Fernandez," James said, a certain finality rung in his frustrated voice, "Jerry Thorn has intentions to bring the four packs into a war, doesn't this concern you?" Fernandez growled. He sat down on the chair; his hands covered his middle-aged face, "What did you hear about my daughter?" he asked quietly James sighed. "There were rumours that he forced himself on her," he sat down next to him, "Jerry is furious that his desires to have my mate was thwarted. I'm sorry to say that we are indeed to be blame for your daughter's sufferings but we didn't come here to talk about this. There are consequences to be taken cautious of and we will face that," he paused as Fernandez looked at him on the face, "We came here to ask for your alliances. An assurance that should Jerry tries to accomplish with his plans that we won't have a war with the packs. We have lost so much in the last war; certainly you understand what I meant," Fernandez snarled, "I do not wish my son's memory gone to waste," he stood up suddenly, his back at them as he looked out to the window. "You have my word, Ruben," he said, his tone softened. He looked at them, "I must leave you now," he said, "I need to get my daughter back home. I shouldn't have asked the Four Council for her mating, my poor daughter," James stopped him, "This isn't the right time to rescue her," he said quickly, "She is still bonded to him, don't forget about that," "THEN I WILL BREAK HIS NECK!!" Fernandez boomed angrily. "It won't do well for her," Malcolm said, holding out a firm grip on Fernandez, "We need to keep this matter a secret. We can't afford Jerry to know that we have an idea on what he wants to do. We figured that he will do it during the Grand Feast this weekend. Have some patience, Fernandez," Fernandez grumbled but he realized the truth in their words. "I suppose you are going to the Nyca Pack after this," Just Being Wolfy Ch. 07 "Yes, is there a problem?" James asked curiously. "He won't have the patience to hear you out once you said that Jerry is planning a war to get your mate," Fernandez explained at them, "Jackson suffered the most during the last war, he won't let you out from his land alive," "What do you suggest we do then?" James asked, folding his hands to his broad chest. "He trusts me," Fernandez said seriously, "I'll inform him and make him promise to keep this a secret until Jerry launches his attack on your pack," "Thank you Fernandez," James said gratefully. The tension in the room vanished. Malcolm looked at the two alphas wordlessly, his eyes shone hopefully for a war to be avoided. There was enough blood lost. Jerry needed to be stopped before all of the four packs were affected entirely. "This is the least I can do for the sake of our pact," Fernandez answered. "There's no need to thank me," he looked at them, "I'm sure you have plans to outwit the beast, let's hear it," *** Sunlight streamed down to my face, waking me up from a deep restful slumber. I looked to the other side of the bed and sighed. James wasn't home yet, he must have stayed the night at the Andashman Estate. I looked at the clock on the wall, showing that it was already 8 o'clock in the morning; I had slept throughout the evening to the very next day. My stomach growled, feeling hungry. Suddenly I had this weird craving for a tuna sandwich slathered with peanut butter and jelly. A very disgusting combo I admit but still sounded delicious in my taste buds. I took off my clothes and walked nakedly to the shower. I caught a glance at my reflection on the gilded mirror in the bathroom; my hands automatically went to my slightly rounded stomach. My full breasts were tender and a bit swollen; a normal signs of pregnancy. I really am pregnant, I thought finally realizing the whole thing, caressing my rounded stomach lovingly. This feeling was strange; I had never considered of being a mother before. The thought of being responsible to such responsibilities always irked me; I wanted to play and roam free with my wolf. I wished James was here so I could tell it to him personally of our happy expectancy. I could tell him through our united thoughts but this was special. I wanted to memorize the look on his face when I told him that I was carrying our child – uh, children inside of me. Anxiety overwhelmed me when I remembered that we were going to have a Grand Feast in honour of my mating with James but it was also a trap to stop Jerry from doing whatever plan he was concocting. I didn't want to add any reason to his insanity. My being pregnant would trigger him more, I was certain about that. He had attacked my James when we first told him that we had mated; he would definitely do something worse if he found out that James' offspring were growing inside me. I covered my rounded stomach with my hands, protecting it instinctively. "He won't lay a finger on you," I said, looking down to my rounded stomach. I guessed I had been pregnant for a week now but my stomach rounded to a full 2-months-human-pregnancy. I wasn't big yet but I will be soon. A naughty thought crept into my mind, thinking that we had probably conceived our offspring from our first time together. I had just finished my shower and was about to tie the ropes on my robe when a kiss reached the back of my neck. I smiled as I turned, tying my ropes a bit loose than I normally do so that my rounded stomach wouldn't be obvious to James. "I miss you," I said, kissing his fingers one by one. He looked at me strangely for a moment before he joined in my infectious mood. "You're glowing," he noted, "I should stay out more often," he joked. I punched his shoulder playfully. "Yes, go on and do that," I said, promising, "Don't bother to come home," I warned him playfully. He grinned wolfishly as he started to embrace me; I turned my back at the last moment so that my back would be to his front. I didn't want to risk him noticing the slight swell on my stomach. He didn't notice my wariness as he lingered tingling soft kisses on my neck, slowly pushing the collar of my robe to give him more access. "How did Fernandez and Jackson received the truth?" I asked him, wanting to distract him but also equally curious. He chuckled, still lingering kisses, he switched to the other side of my neck; I tilted my head to give him more room. His hands were occupied on pushing the collar of robe. I sighed in pleasure as he nibbled on the scar on my neck. "Fernandez didn't believe me at first," he said, through kisses, now lingering down my bare shoulders. He turned me around to face him; my loosely tied robe exposed a generous amount of skin on my shoulders and chest but thankfully still covered my stomach as my hands were still inside the robe, otherwise, the robe would have fallen on the floor, leaving me naked to his hungry eyes. He stopped talking as his desires overwhelmed him. He started to untie my robe when I stopped him. "Love?" he asked, confused. My heart throbbed in my chest. I still hadn't got a clue on how to tell him but I knew I had to tell him now. I touched his cheeks, caressing it. He took my hands and kissed it. "Are you still tired?" he asked, assuming that I must have too much fun sightseeing the estate with my Betas while he was gone. I kissed his lips for a second, breaking the kiss before he deepened it. I took a step back, giving us a little space between each other. He stared at me curiously, wondering why I was behaving so erratic today. I slowly untie my robes, pausing for a moment, looking at him with excited eyes. "I have a surprise for you," I whispered as the robes fell down to my feet. He gaped at me, noticing the slight swell of my stomach. He touched my stomach gingerly before crushing me into his arms, kissing me profusely. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" he asked me after he finished kissing me so deeply. "I would have postponed the trip," he said regretfully, "Forgive me love, I shouldn't have left you alone," I chuckled. "I was planning to surprise you besides I only found out yesterday," I said, closing the distance between us, "Now, where were we before I revealed my surprise for you?" I asked huskily. He grinned at me, caressing my body as our lips melted into one. He was extremely gentle with me as he laid me down on our bed; he trailed a finger along my face down to my neck. He gave my nipples a little kiss before going up to my mouth, kissing me passionately. His hands roamed down to the rest of my body, caressing the slight swell of my stomach. I shared my memory of how Jessica and Tylie had mocked him about baby spit. He chuckled as he took off his shirt and pants, letting it pool alongside my forgotten robe. His beautiful cock looked inviting. I sat up on my knees, touching his hard-on; his hands on my shoulders as I enveloped him inside my mouth. He gave a little groan of pleasure as I pushed him on his back, concentrating on the cock I missed sorely. My hands caressed his balls, making him moan even louder. His hands tugged at me, wanting to give me the same treatment. I giggled, his warm cock still inside my mouth. My giggles vibrated on him, making him stiffer. I flung my leg over him, straddling him in a sixty-nine position. I rested my pussy on his eager mouth, his hands on my thighs. He licked my aroused clit, nibbling and moaning at the same time. His skilled tongue separated the folds beneath me, kissing and licking it. My head bobbed up and down on him, wanting to make him come. I took my mouth out from his cock leaving him glistened with saliva. I bent lower, concentrating on his balls. He held on my thighs tightly as we continued our teasing to one another. His cock twitched and swell as my hands caressed his cock while my mouth was occupied with his lovely sack. I gave it a little tug with my teeth. He groaned, I could feel him vibrate inside me as his cock twitched again and erupted his warm fertile seed. His reaction made me come quickly like a broken dam. I moaned, my head fell limped on his groin. Exhaustion started to creep into me but I wasn't happy with just an oral treatment. I turned to face him, kissing him on his mouth, letting him taste himself on me. He rolled me over the bed. His eyes glinted with pure love and lust boiled together. I wanted him inside me so badly. "I need you, my love," I whispered hoarsely, breathing out raggedly. "Please..." My pleading weakened him as he positioned himself on me. He teased me; letting his cock touched the entrance of my pussy. I groaned, my hips automatically rise to meet him. He chuckled as he obliged to our burning desires to become one. He slammed into me but he was gentle enough to pleasure me but not to hurt our offspring inside my growing belly. I held tighter to him, wanting more but I knew we had to be careful. He pumped himself into me, his hips rose up and down to mine and I knew from the way he pumped faster and faster that he was close to cumming for the second time. I bit his neck with such force that blood trailed downs my lips. He didn't even notice it. My hands clawed tightly to his back as he gave a final slam and emptied himself inside me. We lay still for a moment as he got off me but his knot was still buried deep inside me. He took me closer to him, kissing my forehead as exhaustion made me drowsy with sleep. He kissed my cheeks as my eyes fluttered shut, basking in our orgasmic ambience. TO BE CONTINUED... Please VOTE and COMMENT!!! – THANK YOU!!!!!! :D Just Being Wolfy Ch. 08 *** Hi there guys!!! This is the EIGHTH installment for JUST BEING WOLFY series!!! I hope you guys loved the previous chapter and will continue to love future chapters! :D Thank you for all of your VOTES and COMMENTS!!! More to come!! A very BIG thanks to my grammatical-error-savior new EDITOR: - STEVESWOMAN - for helping me to edit my story. Without her help, my chapters would still be tangled with grammar mistakes that I couldn't see LOL… With love, Jayleen88 *** Someone cleared his throat at Fiorelle. She looked at the source; instantly frowning. "What is it, Christopher?" she asked him with obvious bitterness in her voice. She looked at him as he approached her. Christopher scowled at her as he held the phone towards her. "Jerry told me to give this phone to you," he said coldly, "He didn't have time to deal with insignificant matters like this," he looked at the Alpha Female who sat cross-legged on the sofa. He had found her lounging alone in the living room of the Alpha Quarter. She took the phone without a word and put it to her ear, "Yes?" she asked to the phone. It was Malcolm Ruben. She listened to him for a minute, nodding her head. "Yes, I will inform the alpha, thank you Malcolm," she paused for a moment, "No, it's not a problem at all. We haven't even started to pack yet," she threw the phone back to Christopher. "What did he want?" he asked. "Tell your stupid Alpha that the Ruben-Thorn Grand Feast has been moved to another date. Two weeks from Sunday," she growled as she stood up, "What has he been doing that's so important that he couldn't answer one measly phone call?" she asked. Christopher smirked; he folded his arms to his chest. "The Alpha you have the gall to call 'stupid'," he paused, still smiling as he leaned his weight to the wall. "He shall surprise you with what we have in store for this pack's future and of course Gracielle.” "What do you mean, Christopher?" she demanded. He went towards her in a blink of an eye, grabbing her by her dress collar, tossing her to the wall. Her back slid down the hard wall and she crumpled down on the floor. "You don't have to know, Fiorelle Andashman," he chuckled, watching her. "You may be the Alpha Female but you don't have the Alpha's heart," "I don't want his heart," Fiorelle groused angrily. "I don't need his forsaken love!" Christopher snorted. "Spoken like a true so-called independent Andashman," he said, "Pity," he paused for an effect, "…we all know how much he likes to hump Gracielle-look-alikes," he bent down, touching her hair, "You are so beautiful, most wolves would howl your name. But the Alpha is an exception to your seductive beauty," "I will rip your throat out, Christopher Thorn," she swore as she stood up, feeling disorientated after he had tossed her to the wall. "You wish," he said with a mocking smile as he grabbed her collar again and slammed her to the wall. He held her still even if she struggled to get free from his hold. She could feel his breath on her as he whispered, "I know how much you miss a man's touch, I can see it in your eyes." He trailed his free hand on her exposed cleavage. "I'll make your desires come true," he said as he bent down to kiss her lips. She struggled, kicking her legs out. She tried to kick his groin but it was like kicking the air. He chuckled as he grabbed both of her hands and held it in an iron grip to the wall. "Don't fight it," he cooed, licking her chin. She shuddered in disgust. "I know you long to be touched. Your wolf howls to be claim and yet your mate doesn't want to touch you, such waste…" he clicked his tongue. "What a waste to such a perfect tight young body," He was about to make a move on her lips when she banged her forehead to his. He staggered in surprise, releasing his iron-grip hold on her. She tore her dress off her and phased into her wolf form, bolting out from the Alpha Quarter before he even considered chasing her. *** Fiorelle sprinted as fast as her four paws could carry her. She leaped up the familiar pathway of rocks and fallen trees. She whimpered in her thoughts of how close she had been to becoming another rape victim. It was an immense relief to phase into her wolf form; she felt safe. She had been cooped up in the quarter ever since she had returned from her trip with Adrian. She felt so dirty. It was one thing to be raped by her mate but it was an entirely cosmically different matter to allow her to be degraded by an oaf! A middle-aged oaf who had mated and had offspring! She sprinted blindly with tears flecking on her wolfy golden eyes. She didn't know how but she found herself phasing back into her naked human form. She walked to a small boulder and rested her head there, sobbing. She went to the safest and happiest place she had ever been – the secret hilltop that Adrian had shared with her. "Fiorelle?" a concerned voice asked suddenly from behind her; she could feel strong warm hands touching her bare shoulders in concern but she jumped anyway in self-preservation. She snarled to the intruder; she was about to phase back into her wolf form when she noticed that it was Adrian. She broke into helpless sobs in his arms. "Fiorelle?" he asked again, holding her chin to face him, "What happened to you? Did the alpha hurt you again?" Tears streamed down her beautiful face as she held tighter to him, forgetting the fact that she was naked in front of him. "It's not Jerry," she said, sniffing, "It's that horrible horny Christopher! He – he tried to rape me," Adrian felt her hurt. How could they treat her like this? Couldn’t they see what a beautiful fragile creature she was? He wiped her tears away, "You're safe now," he promised her. "No one knows this place." She looked up at him, her eyes shone hopefully. How foolish she was to even consider on avoiding him? He had never hurt her. He was the only one who truly treated her like a person. She held to him tighter as she started to calm down. He caressed her back gently feathering her spine with his fingertips, trying to comfort and calm her. Instead it brought out the raging desires which she had denied to herself for so long. Christopher was right, even if he was beastly about it, she longed to be touch and to be loved. She touched his left cheek, caressing his face as she stared into his eyes. Wordlessly, she kissed him softly on his lips. He was hesitant, she could tell from the way his lips trembled on hers. He tried to push her away gently but she held on. "Adrian," she whispered, her voice saturated with intense need. A typical wolf would have crushed his lips on her but she knew Adrian wasn't like those fake bastards. He released his hold on her. "Forgive me Fiorelle," he said softly, his voice breaking. "But – but you're my Alpha Female," he bent down on his knees. "I am just a low rank." He could have said that he was a poor crazy wolf but she wouldn't have heard it anyway. She felt so alone. She fell on her knees, cupping his face to her, "I don't care about that," she whispered, "Please, Adrian." She closed the gap between them as she hugged him. Her breasts smashed on his broad chest; his hands fell on her slim waist, hugging her tightly, finally surrendering to their lust. He kissed her neck, lingering down soft touches on her small back. She tugged at his pants off him as he took his shirt off and tossed it behind him. He gently lay her down on her back, kissing and caressing her. The alluring temptation of the forbidden overwhelmed them. His kisses reached to the scar on her neck, she moaned at him as she pushed him on his back. Her hair fell like curtains on her side as she slid herself onto his virgin hard-on. She moaned in sheer pleasure as she rode him, bouncing up and down. His hands fondled her beautiful full breasts, tugging at her aroused nipples. He held her back as he turned her over on the ground. "Let me please you," he whispered, his kisses felt like fire on her skin as he pounded into her. She wrapped her legs around his waist. Her hands clung to his neck. Their lips met in a passionate dance, their tongues battled with one another in a seductive song. "Oh Fiorelle!!" he breathed out as his cock emptied itself in waves of orgasmic pleasure and warm seed flooded inside her waiting womb. She moaned as he lingered kisses on her cleavage. He continued to pump into her again and again until she cried in orgasmic bliss. "Are we mates now?" he asked her after a few minutes of silence. By this time, his knot had vanished and he lifted himself off her. He lay by her side as they stared to the sky above. Their hands entwined. "No, don't be silly," she answered grimly, "I'm still Jerry's mate," she paused for a moment. "Forever, until one of us dies," "Oh, right," he spluttered. His voice broke as he frowned at the sky, "I forgot about that." She turned to her side and looked at him. "It's OK," she said, fully satisfied as she traced his body with her fingers. "This is just a one-night stand, nothing more, nothing less." She had never thought that she would betray the holy bond with her mate but then again, Jerry wouldn’t give her the same respect. She thought how lucky humans had it; they could love and get married but could get a divorce if they don't like each other anymore. It was just so simple for them. She was exhausted as she curled herself, willing sleep to overtake her and she did sleep peacefully – a first after so long… *** Relief flooded over me as Malcolm told James that he had just phoned all of the alphas about the change of date. He didn't tell them that I was expecting of course; instead, he made up a story of how I had broken my leg from losing my footing when I had leaped from a rock boulder to another in my wolf form while sightseeing around with my Betas. They all knew how mischievous and careless I could be. They totally believed that ridiculous lie. It was so unbelievable!! James and I were lounging on the long sofa in our living room. I laid with my back to him, his hands wrapped on my slightly rounded stomach. I felt droopy; my stomach cramped once in a while but the pain was bearable. I laid my head to his chest, cuddling close as I rested my eyes. The decision to move the Grand Feast date was a must since I was in the very early stage of pregnancy. If what James had assumed was correct and Jerry would launch his diabolical plan on us at the Grand Feast, it would be dangerous for me and the babies. I would need at least a week to ensure that my body stabilized with the new development inside me. Two weeks would be perfect to keep our offspring safe, hence increasing their chances of surviving should the need to do hard work happened such as running. I had no doubt in my mind that I would be doing a lot of running after two weeks, especially from Jerry. I knew that with the Grand Feast being postponed, Jerry might have taken this as a chance to improve his plans. I shuddered in my thoughts, wondering if he really did manage to accomplish his plans. I wondered what he would look like when he saw the defined bump on my stomach. I sincerely hoped he would realize that we didn't have anything together anymore but then again, I doubted anything could get into that thick, moronic skull of his. He had always had a competitive streak in him, a little too much sometimes. I suppose this was a normal trait for wolves but there were boundaries that should not be crossed. Let's just say that in another alternate reality – for Jerry's sake -- that I was actually in love with him. He would still be mated with Fiorelle, and there was no changing that fact; I could never be his true mate but just a lover; a lowly mistress. It was either that or he could opt to kill Fiorelle, which was basically the only way out of his mating if he ever wanted something mate-y with me. Ancient wolf laws stated that a wolf mates forever but the bond would be broken when one dies. Regardless how unjustified she treated my family, I didn't want Fiorelle to die because of me.. She was also a victim of circumstance, just like me except that my life turned out for the better while hers was in ruins. I breathed in James’ scent, memorizing his sensual aroma even though I already had it cemented in my wolfy mind. He was mine; my happiness was complete. It was hard to believe that I had more than what I had hoped for in my life. I was blessed by the moon with a loving mate and a baby (or HOPEFULLY two) on the way, completing my whole purpose of life, despite the fact that Jerry was obsessed with his plan to take me away from my happiness. I was so happy that it made me wonder if the balance on the happiness and sadness scale were disrupted. I trailed my fingers on my clothed rounded stomach. James had fallen asleep; he snored softly as his head rested on the couch. I was lying on my side on his chest, cuddling him close. I smiled happily; I found his little snores very adorable. I knew he was extremely exhausted with the whole Jerry and the impending war thing. He hoped that he could prevent a war from coming and he figured that it could be done but he knew that he had to face Jerry sooner or later to end all of this nonsense. Jerry was Fiorelle's mate forever until death shall part them. James didn't want to fight him but he would, nonetheless. If circumstances forced him to choose between to honour the Four Council Pact and me, he would without a doubt choose me. I didn't want this anymore than he did. A war brought nothing but pain and suffering. The last war showed how much precious lives could be taken so cruelly. We used to be a happy five packs family and now, we had lost one forever. James had lost his parents in the war and he didn't want to lose any of his pack members' lives. He tightened his hold on me as he continued to sleep. I looked up at him, realizing that he must be having a dream. I hoped that he was dreaming pleasantly. I should have stopped this from the very beginning. The Four Council Law was right all along. Jerry and I weren't meant to be and because of our selfishness, our lives were turned upside down. But then again, another thought crossed my mind as I wondered what would have happened if Jerry DID stand up to the Four Council and refused to mate with Fiorelle Andashman. Would I be as happy as I was now? Surprisingly the answer was NO. Fernandez Andashman would have considered Jerry's refusal as an unforgivable insult for no one would turn down the hand of a perfect goddess. The Four Council Pact would have been made void and war would have erupted, with anger and humiliation as its endless burning fuel. A lot of lives would be lost and I knew there was a chance that my Dad would have had to fight in his last battle. The thought crumbled my heart. I missed my family so much and in my state of expectancy, I wished my Mom was here to comfort and give me advice on being a mother. I wished Dad was here; I knew he would bicker relentlessly with Haylie about baby names. I smiled. My Dad and Haylie were two different unrelated people but their personality was surprisingly similar. Both were quite headstrong and definitely the best people I would ever wish to be with. I longed to hug my best friend; she was my sister in a sense. The Four Councilmen were ancient but they were very wise. They knew the ups and downs of life. The world was fast forwarding to the modern-age and yet, our lives as wolves and the ancient laws had to be remembered and must be kept close in our hearts. Simon would have rebuffed me if he heard my thoughts. He would say that rules were meant to be broken. Yes, indeed, some rules were meant to be so BUT certain rules weren't supposed to be broken. I was such a mischievous wolf. Jerry had been a perfect temptation for trouble and I hadn’t realized it in my teenage crush on him. I took James hands and started to kiss his fingers softly. He stirred in his sleep but he didn't wake up. I cradled his arms to me, wrapping his hands to my body. I started to fall asleep, breathing again his sweet wonderful scent. He was my mate, my lover and my soul. He was my husband and the father of our children. He was the man I loved eternally. But if there were come a time that I have to choose between my own selfish desires to be with him and to save him from harm's way, I would be gladly sacrifice myself to save him. It was time for me to take responsibilities of my life. I was a wife, a mate and mother-to-be; I need to take responsibilities on my actions. I wasn't a little cub. *** Fiorelle put on her bathrobe on her wet body. She had taken a shower earlier, scrubbing and cleaning herself as meticulous as ever as to wipe Adrian's scent off her. She had formed an infidelity to such a holy bond. She was a satisfied wolf but she wasn't happy with the fact of her betrayal. Jerry didn't have any trouble with humping those low ranks because he would have claimed that they were merely his concubines. He couldn't say that they were his Alpha Female Mistress since he could only choose one. He would have escaped punishment set by the Four Council. She, on the other hand, was supposed to stay pure as a new-fallen snow and give herself only to her mate. She combed her messy hair with her fingers as she sat down in front of her built-in dresser in their chamber. She sighed. She pushed her robe collar off her, revealing her neck and shoulders. She stared at her reflection as she trailed Jerry's bite mark on her neck. It was the symbol of her union with him. She blamed Jerry for her moment of weakness. She was never this careless with her life before; she was always on the right direction. If Jerry hadn't treated her like some kind of a trash, she would have been content to stay by his side. Perhaps she wouldn't have felt the need to be loved with Adrian. She sighed bitterly again as she combed her hair harshly, making sure that every strand on her head was sleek. She looked at the comb and saw strands of her hair tangled in it. Yes, she cared for him but where will they be in the future? She was already a mated wolf. She couldn't lie to herself about that fact and besides she wasn't in love with him or anything. It was like she had said before, a one-night stand. She smiled wryly, thinking that her father would have a coronary if he found out about her affair with a low rank. She vowed to keep it a secret. Her father would definitely hate her more for disgracing the family name. She felt more depressed as ever. She laid her head on the dresser table, sobbing quietly at the state of her life. She felt very guilt about her affair with Adrian despite everything Jerry had done to her. Abruptly, she felt a hand on her back. She looked up, tear-faced and when she realized who it was. She quickly straightened up and wiped her tears away. Jerry looked at his mate. "Why are you crying?" he asked her, his voice was surprisingly kind. She looked at him with surprise. This was practically the first time he had ever shown any sign of concern over her. "You shouldn't break down like this. You're an Alpha Female; did the female pack members hurt you?" She looked at him dejectedly. His concern was merely on her status as an Alpha Female and not as his mate. "I'm fine," she said but her teary eyes betrayed her words. "Are you – um," he paused, for the first time. She thought she saw the real wolf in his eyes but it disappeared just like that as he cleared his throat as if he was about to say something Suddenly, it seemed as if a whiff of a very faint and yet detectable scent reached him. He automatically sniffed at her, he frowned,."What were you been doing earlier? You stink." He approached her, this time he held her gently and started to sniff on her hair and then down on her exposed neck. Just Being Wolfy Ch. 08 He jumped away from her; fury burnt in his eyes. She gasped as she knelt in front of him. "Forgive me," she cried, holding both of his legs automatically, "I – I -," but he cut her words sharply as he freed his legs from her grip and pushed her away. "Who is the buffoon who dared to touch you?" he asked, growling angrily. She sniffled but then anger started to wash over as she stood up and let her robes slid down on her body, leaving her naked to his angry eyes. "DON'T BLAME THIS ON ME!" she shrieked as she hit his chest with both of her hands. It didn't hurt him. "YOU – YOU BETRAY OUR BOND BY HUMPING THOSE SKANKY BITCHES!! YOU CAN'T BLAME ME FOR FINDING ANOTHER MAN TO LOVE ME!!" With that she crumpled on the wall, she touched both of his legs. He stiffened. "If you had loved me…I wouldn't have become like this," she whispered quietly but it was loud enough for him to hear it. "How can I love a woman who I barely know?" he replied, strangely calm and yet she knew he was burning with anger inside, "I was perfectly in love with Gracielle. We were so happy together and then that stupid father of yours came to the Four Council and suggested ME, of all the eligible alphas to mate with you; his so-called perfect goddess of a daughter!" "She was never meant to be with you," she cried as she stood up, "I – I was meant to be with you but you pushed me away into another man's arms! You – you make me feel disgusted with myself! We – we wouldn't have mated if YOU didn't have any feelings for me! Admit it! You're just angry that James took Gracielle away right under your nose!" He growled but he didn't push her away; he folded his arms to his chest, "You're wrong Fiorelle," he stated confidently. "You'll see." he started to leave her but then he paused, without looking at her naked form, he added, "Put some clothes on Fiorelle, do you want other wolves to go all over you? I will find that oaf and he will be sorry to ever cross my path." No…she thought as her knees buckled and she crumpled on the floor. "Don't!" but it was too late as he had left her alone in the bedchamber. *** Jerry growled in anger as he slammed his fist on his desk. Christopher and Gregory watched at their alpha quietly. "How dare she?!" he fumed to himself, pacing left and right in front of them. "Damn her," he growled. "Gracielle?" Gregory asked him. Jerry's eyes glared at him abruptly. "No, you idiot," he groused, "Fiorelle," Christopher became white suddenly but before he could even control his emotions; Jerry growled at him. "What are you hiding from me?" he asked in a don't-mess-up-with-me tone. Gregory looked at him. "Christopher?" "Fiorelle tells lies," Christopher said suddenly as he stood up, "She just wants to have attention to herself! I – I didn't try to rape her today!" Jerry slammed him to the wall with such force that the wall cracked. "YOU DID WAHAT????" he growled at him. Christopher quickly realized his mistake, "JUST BECAUSE I HAVE STOPPED MAKING LOVE WITH HER," he growled, "IT DOESN'T MEAN THAT SHE'S UP FOR GRABS. SHE IS MY MATE EVEN IF I DIDN'T WANT HER BUT YOU ARE WRONG IF YOU THINK THAT SHE DOESN'T DESERVE RESPECT FROM YOU," "Please, Jerry, see sense in your words," Christopher pleaded, fear in his voice, "It's such a waste to such a perfect bo-," but before he could even finish his words, Jerry snapped his neck half effortlessly like a twig, Christopher didn't even see his death coming. He threw the dead body to the other side, growling. Gregory gasped in shocked. He looked at the mad Jerry fearfully. Jerry looked at him, "LET THAT BE A FINE EXAMPLE IF YOU DARE TO CROSS PATH WITH ME," he roared. "I – I never intend to, my Alpha," Gregory stammered anxiously. Jerry sat down on his CEO-like chair and breathed out, trying to calm himself. He was confused with his protective reaction that burnt in him without he even realized it. He had just realized that he was defending his mate's honour. He shook the thought away mentally. He looked at Gregory’s pale face. "What is the news about our new recruits?" Gregory morphed his frightened face to a very proud one. "I am pleased to tell you that I have assembled a very impressive number of recruits, they will be ready when the Ruben-Thorn Grand Feast happens," Jerry smiled a very wolfish grin as he looked out to the window and saw his pack doing their daily tasks. Then, he looked at Gregory, he pointed to the dead body and muttered, "Clean up the mess, will you?" Soon, he thought to himself, I will have you in my arms, Gracielle… TO BE CONTINUED... Don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT!!!! – THANK YOU!!!! Just Being Wolfy Ch. 09 *** Howdy guys!! Welcome to the NINTH installment of JUST BEING WOLFY series. Thank you for SUPPORTING, COMMENTING and VOTING!! :D It has been a wonderful journey from CHAPTER 1 to CHAPTER 9... More to come soon... (I think -- LOL, the end is quite near...) Please VOTE and COMMENT!!! THANK YOU!!! This CHAPTER is dedicated to my dear readers -- YOU!!! :D A very big BIG thank you to my absolutely wonderful editor - ***STEVESWOMAN*** for wanting to spend time on proofreading and checking my never-ending grammatical mistakes!! With love, Jayleen88 *** The Andashman Pack arrived first, a few days before our Grand Feast. I smiled at Fernandez warmly as he came inside with his pregnant mate. Harmony Rana Andashman was every bit as beautiful as her firstborn. I could see where Fiorelle got her beautiful brown eyes and her impossibly perfect features. Why couldn't Jerry be satisfied with that? Fiorelle was more than willing to start a life together and I honestly thought that they would make a very beautiful couple together. Fernandez smiled at me but his eyes didn't shine like the last time I had last seen him at the Thorn-Andashman Mating Ceremony. It felt just like yesterday. "Nice belly," he commented, touching my stomach which had rounded bigger after more than two weeks of being pregnant. "It seems like you'll be having more than one child considering the swelling of your belly in such a short time," he flashed me a genuine smile, and then he dropped his voice to a whisper, "Will you be out welcoming Jerry Thorn and my daughter when they arrive?" I blinked at him as James went to my side and shook hands with him. "Fernandez," he clicked his tongue, "You're making my mate nervous." Fernandez smiled faintly, "I will save my daughter, James." "She is still bonded with Jerry," James reminded him. Fernandez growled unhappily but became quiet as other members of his pack were moving closer to us. Frankly, I didn't want to go out and welcome any of the packs, let alone welcome Jerry and his mate. I was anxious to see how he would react when he saw me with a defined bump covered by my pink sundress. When I had voiced my concern to James, he told me that we should act as if nothing was wrong. We couldn't risk him knowing that there was a possibility that we were prepared to face him with his conquest. Harmony approached me with a dazzling smile. Clearly she was oblivious with the fact that her daughter was suffering with her mate. "When are you due, Gracielle?" Even her voice sounded sweet and sugary. I started to blush; I was still uncomfortable with people asking me on things regarding my pregnancy. Our pack, a prime example, had whooped and cheered loudly. It was as if they had been betting on when I would get knocked up by James and it turned out my wild imagination was right. I had seen a lot of the pack members, even my Betas, gathered around in a circle and started demanding money and jewellery for the bet payment after our annoncement. Malcolm had won a healthy amount of money. My Betas, on the other hand, hadn't win any since they thought that I was too young to be a mother. I guess they were right in a way; nineteen year olds were certainly a very young age to bear responsibility as a mother but I still believed that I could do it. I wouldn't be a perfect mother but at least I could be a great mother. A number of the female pack members had even dared to ask me about James' bed stamina. I had cringed at their questions as they burst out laughing. "You're such a little child," one of them had teased me. "There's no need to get so secretive about sex!" The little ones had been oblivious to the excitement in air as they phased and leaped all over each other while playing around. I had seen a singular brown cub in the midst of silvery-white-coats and I had smiled as I scooped down the singular brown cub, ignoring my female pack members' direct questions. I had heare them burst into a fit of fresh laughter at my retreat. Wonderful, just perfect, I had thought as I held the brown cub higher and swung him playfully around. I'm the pack's personal dose of laughing gas. The brown cub had made happy sounds and then, he phased back into his human self, "Don't mind your wolf colour," I said to him. "I'm just like you." I had put the child on his feet and then he had made a big jump to his wolf playmates, phasing back into his beautiful brown wolf form. "Having a test drive, are we?" James had asked me as he encircled his arms to my waist behind me. He had kissed my left cheek; I had tilted my head to the right and his kisses had lingered down to the nape of my neck. "You'll be a wonderful mother," hehad murmured on my skin. I smiled at the memory. Harmony snapped her fingers at me. "Gracielle? Are you all right?" I looked up at her, startled with the disturbance of my wonderful memory. "I'm fine, Harmony," "Yes, so, when is your due date?" she prompted at me. "I'm not sure yet, probably in the next 5 or 6 months. It all depends on how many babies are inside me," I answered with a shrug. She grinned. "The more the merrier, I've always said." She paused as she caressed her clothed big belly. "My daughter is so excited with the idea of having little siblings. She felt so guilty about -," she stopped herself, pausing for a moment. She looked at me apologetically. "I'm sorry; I think I need to go to the bathroom," I knew that she was just making up an excuse to stop herself from talking about her second born: Felix Rana Andashman, the heir to the Andashman throne. James had told me the entire story about the Andashman Pack a few days back but I had already known details about it long before I had mated with him. Mom was an incessant force when she had something juicy to talk about. However, I humored her request and took her to their resting quarter. She had returned to her bouncy self when we reached the door entrance that she jokingly added to me, "If you have triplets or hopefully more, you'll have a very unreliable bladder, like me." I stared at her, horrified at her words. "You're going to have triplets?" She chuckled as she opened the door, "I think so." she smiled brightly. "Either that or they're a very large set of twins." With that, she entered her resting quarter. I stood there for a minute and looked down to my growing belly. How much was growing in me? I definitely need to see Rachael and set a date for an ultrasound but I won't be able to do any ultrasounds until I was closer to birthing. When that time came, I wouldn't have the need to use an ultrasound anyway since I would be so big that I could guess how many mouths that James and I were going to have. The mere of thought of us being together brought content in my heart. "Gracielle, is my mate inside?" Fernandez asked behind me. I turned and him approaching me, James trailing behind. "Yes," I answered as I went to James's side and put my left hand into his right arm's nook, "She just went to the bathroom." Fernandez shook hands again with him. "I'll see you two later then." "Yes, of course," James answered as Fernandez went inside their resting quarter. He looked at me as we started to walk down the long corridor with doors on each side. "Why do you look so pale, love?" "She's probably going to have triplets or more," I muttered, still horrified with the idea. "I'm scared, James," I looked at him, "What if I become so big and I'll explode?" James chuckled at me, clearly amused with my words. "You're absolutely worrying too much," he clicked his tongue, full of amusement. "How many alien movies have you been watching, love?" I pouted at him as he released my hold on him gently. He cupped my chin and gave me a soft kiss on my lips. My anger diminished like a fire being drenched with a bucket of water. He held his forehead to mine and added, "You'll be fine, love, don't worry so much." Hah, easy for him to say! My vanished anger returned. He wasn't the one whose belly was growing steadily with every week! His belly didn't cramp in pain once in a while from all the movement inside! He wasn't the one who was going to apparently have a temporarily VERY small bladder capacity. I was still pouting but he chuckled and nibbled on my lips. He caressed my arms and then he hugged me lovingly, his warm hold on me melted my core as I wrapped my hands around him. "You'll be fine, believe me," he whispered in my ear as he nibbled on it playfully. He released me gently, holding my left hand. "What do you say about you and me sprinting around the forest?" I touched his face, "No racing and jumping?" I prompted. He chuckled, "Who said anything about racing and jumping?" his eyes glinted mischievously. He winked at me a secret knowing look. It took me a full second to finally realize what he meant. "You're my little wolfy vixen, love," he whispered as he took my hand, urging me to go to the forest with him. *** We didn't phase into our wolf form until we were in the middle of the secluded forest. I looked around anxiously for any signs of our pack members might be around. He noticed my agitation and chuckled as he took me closer to him. I was nervous as hell about his desire. I realized that this would be the first time we ever do this in our wolf form so I wasn't particularly thrilled about it but I was interested enough to let the anxiety pass. He looked at me expectantly as he trailed his fingers down my dress; he went to my dress's hem and started to pull it up. I raised my hands high automatically allowing him better access to take off my dress. He threw my dress to a nearby boulder. I was wearing nothing but a matching set of black bra and a thong. He gave me a gently squeeze on my butt cheek. My belly had a more defined bump now. I giggled, starting to blush at the open space around us. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt and then he took over before I could even finish unbuttoning him. He was filled with desires he couldn't hold back any longer. His wolf howled to claim me in it's primal state. I bent down on my knees on the ground and started to pull his pants and his boxers off him. His hands went to my back and unclipped my bra, releasing my breasts from its confines. I managed to look around the area again as he threw his clothes to pool with mine on the boulder. He closed the space between us, kissing my neck, nibbling it at the same time. "Relax, love," he whispered seductively as his hands trailed down to my thong and slipped it off me, leaving me in my naked glory. I couldn't relax; I was too embarrassed with the prospect of what we intended to do in the open space. "No one's here but us," he said softly to my stiff form, caressing my body, trying to melt me to match his dance of seduction. I closed my eyes as I tried to drown the fact that we were going to have sex in the middle of the secluded forest. I buried myself by kissing him passionately on his lips, my hands on his strong back. He lifted me up and cradled me, kissing me as he took me to lie down on a soft cover of grass. The ground felt strangely comfortable to me. He spread my legs wide open as he went down to give his love to my pussy. He started to nibble my puffy lips. I could feel the wetness seeping out from me. I closed my eyes, wanting to enjoy this sensation. My hands held tight to the grass as he nibbled and licked around me. He started to spread my lips open, revealing my glistened clit waiting impatiently to be loved. I could hear him chuckled as he gave my clit a little welcoming kiss and then started to tug and nibble at me. His fingers danced around me. I could feel his tongue in my hole. I moaned louder as he phased his tongue to his long sand-papery tongue. Oh, the sensation was intense as his tongue went deep inside me. I wanted to touch him but he ordered me to stay still, so I knew he wanted to concentrate on me. My hands pulled the grass off the ground as pleasure started to overwhelm me. My legs thrashed around but he held the fixed with his hands as he pumped his tongue faster inside me, wanting to pleasure me fully. Just seconds, oh just a few more seconds for me to reach the orgasmic bliss; he pulled out his tongue. I groaned. "James, no," I cried out hoarsely as he phased into his wolf form. I didn't realize it until now that he was bigger in his wolf form. He growled at me, wanting me to phase too. I bit my lips, teasing him as I stood up and started to run lightly. Two can play the game. I didn't want to give in easy and besides I wanted him to pay for not giving me my orgasmic bliss. He was such a tease! He growled possessively behind me. He was turned on even more with my introduction of our little game. I laughed as he tackled me from behind and held me before I could even fell on the ground. I phased into my wolf form, snapping my teeth playfully at him. He growled again, fully intent on mounting me from behind. I giggled in my thoughts as I turned and escaped his hold and sprinted lightly on the ground. He caught to me easily and quickly mounted me. I gave a low guttural growl of anticipation as his cock speared into my wet tight hole. He pumped into me, his paws gripped tight on my back. It was such an intense feeling; oh, my first sex in my wolf form. He emptied himself inside me after a final satisfying slam and he bit my fury neck just as I reached my wonderful orgasmic pleasure. His knot buried deep inside me as I lay on my four paws and he was still mounted on top of me. I phased back into my human form and he followed suit. He spooned me from behind, trailing kisses on my skin. He had claimed me completely as his. "I love you," I whispered hoarsely as heavy sleep started to creep into me. I was always sleepy after such an intense lovemaking. I touched his arms on my waist as I closed my eyes, slowly drifting to sleep. I love you too, my love, more than ever, he thought back as he lingered kisses on my bite-marked neck and licked to clean the little blood on it. I could feel him holding me closer than ever. *** Kristanna and Felicia bowed their heads to their alpha. He wasn't pleased with their news. "What do you mean?" he demanded at them. Kristanna flinched; this was the man who killed her father for trying to rape the Alpha Female. Her mother was furious and heartbroken when Gregory told them the whole story; it was a miracle that Jerry had -- like Gregory had stated steadfastly -- spared their lives for he would have easily terminated them. "She doesn't want to eat, my Alpha," Felicia answered quietly, "Not until you agree to see her," "Please, my Alpha, she looked very frail and hungry," Kristanna pleaded for the sake of their stubborn Alpha Female. "She only drinks a little water but that's all..." It had been almost two weeks since he had last seen her; he was still furious with her affair. This feeling was strange to him. He shouldn't have felt this angry because he had done the exact same thing. He had -- just like Fiorelle had mentioned earlier -- humped those skanky bitches. Perhaps he was just being too possessive. The thought didn't make him feel better. Strangely, it made him feel like a lousy hypocrite but he was too proud to admit it to her face. "Get out," he growled at them. Kristanna and Felicia cringed and quickly bolted out of the Alpha Office Chamber. An hour later, his heart softened a bit. He growled anyway but he stood up and went to the Grand Dinning Hall to bring her something good to eat. The low ranks bowed their heads to them in a mixture of respect and fear as he walked past them quickly. He would have seen Adrian's hateful looks if it weren't for the fact that he was deeply engrossed with his thoughts for Fiorelle and Gracielle. He pushed open their bedchamber door slightly and saw that it was dark inside. He pushed it open wider with his leg; he was carrying a tray of delicious food and drinks. "Go away, Kristanna!" he heard her voice croak from the darkness. "Leave me alone!" He went inside anyway and placed the tray on a nearby table. He switched on the light and saw her huddled together with their duvet in the middle of their bed. She had been crying. His heart tugged strangely when he saw her like that. He didn't say a word as he took the tray and placed it in front of her. "You should eat, Fiorelle," he said gently, a first time, he noted his voice with surprise. He cleared his throat and looked serious. She looked at him, her quiet sobbing stopped. Her eyes shone with happiness with his little display of kindness. She obeyed him instantly and started to eat the food. She was so hungry that she finished it within minutes. He couldn't help but chuckle amusingly at her behaviour. "Feeling better?" he asked her. She smiled at him beautifully. He looked away and then started to take the tray. "Don't do this silly thing anymore, Fiorelle," "Don't go," she said, her voice was still hoarse but it sounded better than earlier. "Please don't go," He placed the tray back on the table. He sat down on the edge of their bed, making a defined space between them. "What is it, Fiorelle?" he asked her seriously. "Where were you?" she asked him, "I haven't seen you in ages," He rolled his eyes at her, "I was busy perfecting the plan to get what belongs to me, Fiorelle," his words stung her but she waved the pain away. She was desperate to make him believe her words and see her sense. "I -- I'm sorry," she apologized quickly. He snorted, "Why are you apologizing to me? Has the hunger you inflicted on yourself damaged your brain?" he was rude to her now but she kind of expected it already. Jerry was aware of her beauty even though she looked skinnier than ever. "Where did you sleep?" she asked him curiously. He humored her question, "At my office of course," "Oh," he could hear the pleased sound in her voice. "Did you expect me to go and sleep with the skanky bitches you referred to?" he snapped back. She smiled at him. His heart pounded in his chest in a strange, unknown way. What is going on with me? He thought to himself. She heard his thoughts completely. She didn't know why but somehow had got an idea of what he was thinking about. She bit her lips, thinking for a moment in silence. He rolled his eyes again and was about to stood up when she pulled him with all her strength down on their bed. "FIORELLE!" he growled, protesting as she straddled him. It turned out that she wasn't wearing anything underneath their duvet. She bent her head down wordlessly and kissed him on his unwilling lips. He tried to wrench her off him but she held tight to him, trailing down her fingers down his shirt and unbuttoning it as her fingers went down. He was frozen with her shocking advancement. He looked at her in her brown eyes as she bent down and kissed him again and this time, he was willing. The kiss was hesitant at first but it grew as she danced her tongue with his. He had gone two weeks without love making so it was easy for him to lose his balance when his mate tackled him like this. Her hands went down gingerly to the zip of his fly and started to pull his pants off him. As their bodies tangled into one, he forgot everything in the world. He forgot his revenge to James. He forgot Fiorelle's one-time infidelity and surprisingly, he forgot Gracielle. Fiorelle cooed with pleasure as he made love to her gently and at the same time urgently. It was like he was a different Jerry. The evil Jerry who raped her wasn't here with her. This was a new Jerry. She could feel him harden inside her. Moaning in pleasure, she laid on her back as he went on top of her, his cock never leaving her. He continued to move faster and faster inside her, his knot swelling deep within her. Just as she reached heaven, his seed washed deep inside her waiting womb. Just Being Wolfy Ch. 09 He laid on top of her, breathless as he kissed her neck and trailed his fingers on his bite mark. He felt strangely complete and happy but before he could even say this. She whispered, "Please don't hurt him." His eyes flared angrily. He growled as he wrenched himself off her. He felt used. He shook his head at her, "Damn you Fiorelle," he grabbed his clothes on the bottom of their bed; his cock was still raging hard. "Is this why you came on to me?!" "No!" she protested, "It's not like -," But he cut her words, snapping, "JUST SHUT UP, FIORELLE," with that, he left her alone. She bit her lips, fresh tears started to well in her eyes. She realized her mistake; she shouldn't have said that. She just wanted him to spare Adrian's life; it wasn't like she was in love with him or anything. She sighed. She wasn't even sure what she felt towards Jerry. Was the bond between her and Jerry was just the ancient holy bond or was it something more? The evil Jerry had returned... *** The Nyca Pack came as usual in style a day before our Grand Feast. Jackson grinned wolfishly at James when he saw the defined bulge on my belly. "You've been a busy boy! James!" he chuckled, and then his voice dropped into a quiet whisper that only James and I could hear. "Fernandez has told me everything," he paused, looking around for a while for his pack members; they were still quite far from hearing the conversation. "Have the Thorn Pack arrived?" Surprisingly, I had thought that Jerry's pack would be the first one to arrive. They had arrived at midnight and I hadn't been there to welcome them. How could I have been when I was fast asleep after such passionate love making with James? Malcolm had knocked on our bedchamber's door and came inside, not caring about the fact that I was sleeping with barely the duvet to cover my naked body. I was sleeping in James' arms. "Jerry's pack has arrived, James." That one sentence was enough to rouse James and gently push me away from him. It hadn't enough to wake me up though; I had just curled up into the duvet and continued to sleep on. By morning, James was already back in bed with me. He caressed the defined bump on my belly, murmuring, "Good morning, kids." I chuckled at his words; my eyes were still closed tight. "Behave in there, don't kick too much," he added, kissing my belly. He looked up at me and smiled, "Love?" he called at me. I whined and popped open my eyes and gazed at his happy face, "I saw your family last night, they're fine but they won't be able to meet you though. They had hoped that you were there to welcome them but I told them that you were, um, exhausted from a productive activity," he winked at me. I stuck my tongue at him. He chuckled as he went lowered himself on top of me and kissed my forehead. "How are you today, love?" he asked me. He bent down and nibbled on my left ear and then started to trail tingling kisses on my neck down to my bare chest. He pulled the duvet off me as our hands entwined together. "I'm good," I breathed out. "A bit hungry." I chuckled as I kissed his lips, murmuring, "Hungry for you," and our lips melted into one. *** Jerry looked out through the window. Gregory stood beside him, waiting patiently for his Alpha's orders. He was disappointed that Gracielle hadn't there to welcome him; he wanted to see how she was despite his entire hard-thought-of plan. James had told them that she was exhausted from her activities. He had seen the mischievous glint in James eyes that he knew what he meant beneath those words. Fiorelle stood beside him that time; she was quiet and pale but he had to admit that she was good at keeping her feelings a secret. She gave an air of tranquility around her. Either that or she was indeed happy at making him feeling like a schmuck. When Malcolm had shown his pack where they would be staying for the Grand Feast, Fiorelle crumbled back to her sad miserable self. It didn't show in her face but perhaps it was because the bond that he had with her that made him more aware of her feelings. The problem here was that he wasn't sure if she was sad of making him angry OR worried that he might kill the love of her life. He felt disgusted, but then, he realized he was the exact same thing like her. He was confused with himself; after making love with her so gently, it made him wonder of the strange feelings he kept on having whenever he saw her or even how he noticed the way she flicked her hair behind her ear. He would have turned his pack upside down to search the bastard if he weren't so preoccupied with accomplishing his plans to get Gracielle as well as to increase his pack's power. There was a moment of doubt in his heart but that doubt vanished when he saw the mischievous glint in James' eyes. Was he being too overly competitive? "Where are our recruits' positions now?" he asked Gregory; he looked out to the window. He could see Gracielle's family walking together with Haylie's family near the garden. They obeyed his orders to keep a distance between Gracielle and them. "They're ready, Jerry," Gregory answered, starting to feel excited with the prospect of acquiring power and more land to roam, "They just need your signal." Jerry didn't say anything. His gaze fixed to Fiorelle, who was unaware that her mate had noticed her sitting alone on the bench, watching the little ducks swimming around in the estate's lake. She crumbled off pieces of bread and flung it to the water. Her hair fell down to her left, curtaining her face and his heart caught the familiar pounding in his heart. His hands held to the window and an intense desire to join her started to build in him but then he remembered how she had asked him to spare the bastard's life right after their love making was over. Disgusted, he turned his gaze away and looked at Gregory. "Tell them to position themselves inconspicuously near the Grand Hall. Make sure that they blend in with the rest of the pack members." Gregory nodded and bowed his head. "As you wish, my Alpha," and then he left him alone, unaware the raging waves of the confused feelings inside the Thorn Alpha. TO BE CONTINUED... Don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT!!! -- THANK YOU!! Just Being Wolfy Ch. 10 *** Hi guys!! We have reached the TENTH installment of JUST BEING WOLFY series!! THANK YOU for your constant VOTES and COMMENTS!! BIG thanks and appreciation goes to STEVESWOMAN for editing and checking my grammatically-error story! This story is DEDICATED to all of you!!! :D *** The Ruben Grand Dinning Hall was decorated luxuriously. There were circular tables to sit 10 people in perfect rows. There was a group of people playing violins and a piano at the background. The light in the hall was dimmed to golden and the food prepared looked scrumptious and filling. I stood next to James anxiously waiting for Jerry to arrive. We were standing by the main door to the Dinning Hall to welcome our guests and so far all of the Andashman Pack and Nyca Pack were already seated. James gripped my hand, caressing it to calm me down. It worked. I started to breathe out evenly but my breathing spiked up when I saw Jerry and Fiorelle approaching us, followed by the rest of his pack. Jerry's eyes rested on the bump of my belly. It was more defined and slightly bigger so it was hard to hide it from him. He bit his lips so hard that I could smell blood wafting from him. He looked like he was ready to snap but he managed to calm himself down as he shook hands with James and nodded at me in acknowledgement. I gripped James's hand in mine tightly. Anxiety started to overwhelm me but James kept on whispering calming thoughts in my restless mind. Fiorelle just smiled faintly at me. It made me wonder how wicked his plan might be to acquire me. "Congratulation Gracielle." she whispered to me, her voice was a little hoarse so I knew that she had been crying. "Alpha Female role suits you." She looked at Jerry but he ignored her as he nodded at James and me again. One of our lower ranks showed them to their seats. I spent the whole feast fidgeting and I kept on glancing at the clock on the wall, wondering what he was waiting for. Why hadn't he burst out in flames of fury? I scanned around the area and saw that everything was normal. I could even see Jerry eating and talking around with the people in his table. Fiorelle was eating quietly by herself. I looked at the clock again, watching the hands move painfully slow toward midnight. Finally, the clock struck twelve midnight. James stood up; he cleared his throat and started to make his speech. I looked at Jerry apprehensively but James gave my right shoulder a squeeze of comfort before he started his little thank you speech. James was speaking but I didn't hear any of his words as my eyes were fixed on Jerry. He smiled at James but I somehow knew he was faking it. He was waiting for something, I knew it. Just as all the pack members made their toast, a loud ripping sound boomed from all directions. I stood up slowly, holding on to James as we watched the scene unfold as if in a slow motion in front of us... Jerry stood up, clapping his hands in false happiness to us -- the newly mated couple. All the pack members raised their glasses and made a toast. My eyes fixed directly to a large number of people ripping off their fancy clothes and phased into a much bigger wolf. I took a frightened step back just as James shouted his signal. But it was too late. It was far more than too late... We had let our guards down when the clock strokes midnight. Fiorelle grabbed Jerry and screamed something to him but we couldn't hear anything as loud rippling growls boomed once again. Large black, hairy wolves leaped up the tables and started to attack everyone in the hall. Three of them sprinted up to us. James pushed me away, I could barely hear him when he said, "GO, LOVE!! RUN!! HIDE!!!" I held on to him, refusing to let go but he pushed me away as he ripped his clothes open and phased into his wolf form. I stared in horror as he leaped to the advancing black wolves. He looked so small comparing to them. Where and when did Jerry gather up these stray rebellious wolves to fight his battles? Fear made me glued on the floor. I didn't even realize Tylie was at my side and pulling me along with her. "RUN GRACILLE!!" She pushed me and we ran from the Dining Hall as all hell broke loose. Jerry was nowhere to be seen. *** I touched my belly protectively as we ran up the grand marble staircase. I panted. I was beginning to feel tired. My belly cramped and throbbed but I kept on going anyway, intent on protecting our love gift. "Where should we hide?" she asked me fearfully as we could hear the fight amplified in the Dinning Hall. I pulled Tylie's arm and we ran to our home quarter. "James -- James." I panted out breathlessly as I pushed her inside our bedchamber and locked the door. "James showed me a secret passage from here to the far side of Ruben Estate." my heart lurched as I remembered earlier today when he showed me the secret passageway. "Use it to save yourself when the fight starts love." he had said to me, his strong arms encircled on my waist, I protested at his order, demanding that he should come with me but he chuckled; he was certain that all of them will be fine, "Don't worry, love. I'll come and take you back home after that." Tears welled in my eyes as I pushed away the books from the built-in bookcase. I forgot which book was the secret key. "Tylie?" It was then that I noticed I couldn't hear her sobbing anymore. I turned around and saw her lying on the ground, unconscious. I bit my lips as I approached her, 'Tyl -," my voice broke as I saw Jerry emerging from the dark shadows in our bedchamber. I took a step back. "You killed her!" I accused him, taking another step back. "She's just unconscious, Gracie." he said seriously. It was then I noticed something in his hand, some sort of a vial. It glowed when moonlight hit it. He took another step towards me. "Stay away from me!" I screamed at him as I bolted to the left but he was faster than me. He had me trapped in his arms. I hit out at him, trying to slash that handsome face of his but he held both of my arms easily with one hand. He bit the vial's top off with his teeth and he smiled at me widely. My heart thudded and pounded as he forced my mouth wide open and poured the glowing liquid into my mouth. I coughed, the taste was bitter and rusty. I couldn't breathe for a moment as he forced me to swallow it, I managed to spit some of it out but he poured more in, making me gag and gasp for air, finally leaving me with no choice but to swallow it. My head spun; my vision clouded as I fell limply in his arms. *** A searing pain stabbed right into James's core as he killed the last remaining black wolf. The fight stopped as the last stray wolf fell dead. It had not been an easy task to beat the large black wolves, as they were bigger and stronger. Despite all of that, he and his pack had been filled with pure raging instincts to fight, with not strategy in mind. James was left bloodied but that wasn't what was causing the searing pain. He fell limply on the floor as he howled and phased back in his human form. The Grand Dining Hall was a big mess; tables were overturned and priceless plates and dishes were destroyed. A very strong stench of blood and conflict saturated the hall. Malcolm looked like he was about to talk to James, to ask what was wrong with him but before he could he even utter a word, James sprang up and sprinted out from the Dining Hall. "GRACIELLE!!!" he shouted desperately as the searing pain dimmed to little stabbing in his heart. He wrenched open their bedchamber and saw the unconscious Tylie on the floor. His eyes darted all over the area but he couldn't find any sign of her. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he fell lifelessly on the ground. The searing pain meant only one thing: his lover, his darling mate, was dead. He howled and phased into his wolf form and leaped through the grand window, landing on his four paws perfectly. He howled heartbrokenly into the forest. *** The pounding pain in my head woke me up; I groaned at the sudden burst of sunlight streaming directly on me. I sat up straight, leaping in shock when I realized I wasn't at Ruben Manor. I was still wearing my dress from last night. I stood up and brushed the dirt away when I realized that there was a chain attached to my left leg. I tried to snap it free but it was too strong and I was still too exhausted. James! I thought. My love, where are you? But I couldn't hear anything in my thoughts. I couldn't feel James' warm aura in me. A sudden horrified thought flooded into me. What if my love was dead? I fell limply to my knees, sobbing. It was then I realized that I was in some sort of a cave. There was a bed in the corner and a table filled with various types of food and drink. I sniffled but hunger and the need to protect my offspring made me stand up and walk slowly to the table. I was thankful that the chain was long enough to let me reach the food. I finished everything within minutes. I sat down on the edge of the bed, looking around my new area. My eyes darted wildly. "Full?" a voice asked me suddenly. I turned around and snarled at Jerry who was sitting languidly in an armchair, barely hidden in the dark shadows of the cave. "What have you done to me?! Where is this place?!" I screamed at him, flinging the metallic bowl at him. Unfortunately, he caught it at the last minute. He smiled feraly. "My mate is dead, let me go home and mourn!" I pleaded. "Oh he's not dead," his voice tittered excitedly. I looked at him with confusion. "He's the one who thinks that you're dead," "What the hell do you mean?!" I hissed at him. He smiled, "Don't you remember the vial?" I glared at him, "What vial?!" He chuckled as he stood up and approached me. I edged away from him on the bed but the chain held me at my position. He clicked his tongue. "This will never do," he mused as he took a key from his pocket and removed the chain from my leg. "You're not an animal to be kept trapped, Gracie." "THEN LET ME GO!!" I retorted. "The vial," he continued as if he hadn't heard my outburst. "Gregory is such an excellent potion maker, he was the one who found the ancient potion to make an mated wolf's bond weakened to such an extent that they think their mates are dead," he paused for a moment, still standing a few feet away from me, "But unfortunately, the potion effects is not permanent." "He will rip your throat out, Jerry." I snarled at him. "Stop this madness at once! We're not meant to be! Just accept it and moved on!! YOU HAVE FIORELLE!!" At the mere mention of his mate's name, he cringed and bit his lips, "She slept with someone in my pack." "THAT'S YOUR FAULT!!" I screamed at him. "I honestly believe that she loves you, just -," He cut my words by jumping on top of me, making me lie flat on my back on the bed. I struggled but he held both of my hands high above my head, he trailed kisses on my neck and sniffed at James' saturated scent on me. "She's not and honestly, let's not change the topic here." His hands went to my dress, trailing down and then his hand rested on my growing belly. "I'm very surprised that he knocked you out already." He ran circles with his fingers on my belly but before he could even pull my dress up, my self-defense instinct triggered inside me. The mad desire to protect my offspring and myself washed over me like a burning fire. I slammed my forehead to his, so hard that he staggered backwards. My head throbbed but I ignored it as I took the chance. I ripped off my clothes, phased into my silvery-gray wolf form and bolted out from the cave. I could hear Jerry growling and the sound of his bones rearranging reached my ears as he phased into his wolf. I sprinted as fast as I could, leaping from boulders to fallen trees. It was then I realized on my surrounding, I was at Thorn Forest. The cave which I had been was the exact same cave where Haylie and I had used to play house. JAMES!! I thought desperately as Jerry continued to gain on me but I still couldn't feel James aura wrapping around me. I sprinted and made a few trick turns to confuse him. I knew this place better than he did since I spent almost all of my waking moments playing around the forest. After twenty minutes of running, I finally lost him. Tired and sore from all of the running, I sprinted lightly to a secluded light waterfall. I jumped on the small rocks on the waters and went into the waterfall. There was a hidden small cave behind it; this was Haylie's and my other secret place. I was thankful for Haylie for not cleaning up our things after I had mated with James. I phased back into my human form and laid down on the comforter and pillow we had brought from the manor a long time ago. There was even a basket of food but I was too exhausted and sore to even have the urge to eat. I fell asleep within minutes, praying that when I wake up, James would feel my aura around him. *** A soft trail of fingers caressed my body as I slept. I smiled, thinking that I was safely tucked in James's arms and all of the bad things that had happened earlier were just a nightmare. "James." I whispered as I opened my eyes. I took a step back, covering my nudity with the blanket. Jerry was lying next to me, naked. I covered myself and hissed at him, "GO AWAY!!" It was dark in the cave so I figured that it must be night time already but I could still see him clearly in the dark. He smiled at me as he stood up and started to approach me. "Stay away from me!" I warned him. "I'm pregnant, don't do anything to me!" but his intention was wild in his eyes and I knew that nothing could stop him. James...I thought crying, forgetting about the potion. Save me... I made it look like I was going to run to the right but I darted to the left at the last minute. He was a fast learner; he grabbed me and threw me to the thin comforter. He tore the blanket off me, lust dominating his eyes as he eyed at my naked body hungrily. He bent down and started to kiss my breasts. I cried uselessly to myself as he ran his hands down to my body and circled on my belly. I closed my eyes in defeat. But he stopped as if he had thought of something. His eyes lost the mad glint as he blinked at me. He released his hold on to me but he was still on top of me. I opened my eyes and whispered, "Are you not the same sweet wolf who saved me from the abandoned hole?" He looked deep into my eyes, still silent. "Gracielle, forgive me," he whispered as realization and comprehension flooded his mind. "I -- I was angry and hurt when you mated with James...I was...too competitive, too egoistic, too proud..." he was about to roll off me when a booming snarl leaped from behind and tore Jerry off me. James was in his wolf form. He was bloodied and injured from the fight with the black wolves but I could see the raging anger and heavenly relief burning in his eyes; anger at seeing Jerry on top of me and relief at seeing me alive. He flung Jerry out to the water, right through the waterfall. Jerry didn't even make a counterattack on him as James leaped through the waterfall. His jaws snapping at him, intent on keeping my honour. Jerry just let James thrash him around like a rag doll and James would have broken his neck half if it weren't for me. I phased into my wolf form and threw myself at James. He took a swipe at me, not realizing who I was for a whole second in his anger. He stopped, regret flooding in his eyes as he saw the blood his swipe had caused. We were in the water. I could hear the sound of the waterfall behind us. I phased back into my human form and put myself in between them. James growled at me. Gracielle love, stay away, he thought at me. I was immensely relieved to finally realize that Jerry was right; the potion's effect was temporary. I could feel James's warm loving aura in me. I could hear his angry murderous thoughts. "Don't." I went up to him, hugging his wolf form. James phased back into his human form and enveloped me in his arms. "He didn't do anything to me, he was about to let me go when you leaped in, my love." I said. Confusion ran across his handsome face. I looked at Jerry, who was now up on his feet. Jerry looked horrible. There was a deep gash on his left arm and on his right thigh. There was a scratch on his face but he wouldn't have any scar on that handsome face of his. "Just kill me, James." Jerry pleaded as he knelt down in the water. "I've been so blinded with rage and competition that I have lost the girl I really loved." He gave an ironic laugh as rain started to pour down on us. He winced as the pain started to ebb from his injuries. "Fiorelle was there all along and I pushed her away to another man's arms. Just break my neck James. I deserve it for giving you and the whole pack grief." James held me tight; he pushed me to stand behind him, just to protect me from Jerry should this was just one of his desperate tricks. "What do you mean, Thorn?" he growled at him, his fingers flexing automatically. "I should rip your throat out and break every bone in your body for her." I held James tightly. I was starting to feel cold from the water and the pouring rain. "Forgive him," I said. "He's finally realized on his true feelings. I forgave him already. Please...let's just end all of this and go home." Oh, home! I wanted to go and warm myself in front of the toasty fireplace. My body was aching and tired and I was very hungry. James paused for a moment. The anger in his eyes were still raging and I honestly thought that he would leap out and snap Jerry's throat but he said seriously, "Get up, Jerry." "The Four Council will kill me nonetheless," Jerry reminded them. "Just let me die with honour under your hands." "They can't punish you," I replied, as I went towards him. James tried to stop me but I was too quick. I knelt down in front of him and touched his face. "I will not demand justice over you." Tears seemed to roll down on his face but I wasn't sure. It might be the rain itself. "Let's start over, friend," as we finally stood up. I looked at him curiously. "What made you stop earlier?" He had the decency to blush, "I -- I had a flashback of Fiorelle." I smiled at him. I understood his one sentence. "Her father will demand justice," he paused. "I deserve it." "We will make sure that you have a second chance, Thorn." James was still cautious with him since he pulled me to his arms protectively. "For now, let's just go home." *** Fiorelle huddled in a tiny spot on their bed. She had been crying non-stop ever since the surprise attack broke out at Ruben Estate. She knew that she had lost Jerry forever since she hadn't heard anything from him but she could still feel his aura around her. He wasn't happy. But she didn't know why and thought that perhaps he had killed Gracielle in the process of claiming his victory. She had never known more pain than this. She lay down on the bed on her side in a fetal position. She hugged her knees to her chest as fresh tears rolled down her face. She could smell Jerry's wonderful scent on their bed and she breathed it in deeply. She could hear the door being creaked open but she could care less on entertaining a visitor. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. She could hear approaching cautious footsteps and caught a whiff of the sorely missed scent. She popped her eyes open and fresh sobs erupted from her when she saw the state Jerry was in. He was badly injured. There were cuts and deep gashes everywhere on him. He looked at her forlornly. "I didn't do it." he whispered as he fell on his knees in front of her. "I could have done it but....I didn't." She sat up slowly. Were her eyes and ears deceiving her? Was she hallucinating? To make sure that she was sane, she crawled down to him and sat on her legs just feet away from him. "Why didn't you do it? Isn't it -- isn't it your devout mission to get your revenge for your lost love?" Her voice broke at the end as she cried. Just Being Wolfy Ch. 10 "I've been too blinded with rage and selfishness to realize what I have in front of me, of what I truly feel." He closed the gap between them. "Rage made me a blind man. I didn't realize that I had fallen in love with you ever since we had mated. Anger and the feeling of betrayal overwhelmed my senses. All of my actions are inexcusable and unforgivable. I had raped you. I had hurt you. It only made sense for me to lose you." She looked up at him, shocked with his last sentence. "Wh-what do you mean?" He gave her a withering smile. "It is my fault that you went to another man's arms. I can't blame anyone but myself for losing your love. I'm setting you free, Fiorelle." She gaped at him. Free? How? There was no way for them to separate. She looked at him desperately. She longed to wrap her arms around him but she didn't dare. "Free?" she was confused. He smiled again as he withdrew a sharp dagger from his back pocket. He presented the dagger to her. "You can't be with that wolf if I'm still alive," he told her as he put the dagger in her hands. "After I'm dead, you're free to mate with him. I'm sure -," his voice broke, "I'm sure he will make you happier and -- and treat you better than I can ever did. I'm not a good wolf; I'm a big bad wolf, I deserve to die." She stared at the dagger in her hand. She shook her head as she threw the dagger away from them. She embraced him tightly. She cried, "I'm in love with you!" she insisted, still crying. "The thing with Adrian was just a mistake! I was alone! I was hurt! Forgive me for betraying you and the bond!" He shook his head. "I hurt you more," he insisted. "How can you love a monster?" She kissed his lips but he was stiff and unwilling. "I admit that I wasn't in love with you when we first mated," she started, shaking her head. She had stopped crying. "When I first found out your desire to have Gracielle as Alpha Female Mistress, I was furious. I thought my anger was because of my not wanting to share but it took me a long time to finally figure out that I had fallen in love with you. It hurt me a lot when you -- you forced yourself onto me and -- and when you slept with those stupid bitches!" She paused at the look on his face. "Don't you believe me? Don't you see how desperately in love I am with you?" she asked him, caressing his bloodied cheek. "I'm not worth it." he said. "Your father will rip my throat out and I'm waiting for it." He stood up. "I don't want to hurt you anymore, Fiorelle, my love." His calling her as 'my love' brought fresh tears to her eyes. She sobbed, thinking that she almost had never gotten the chance to hear him call her that. He started to walk away from her when she stopped him, holding his hand to her. "Don't leave me alone, Jerry," she pleaded as she brought the hand which had been injured to her lips and kissed it gingerly. She wasn't afraid of him anymore. "Don't leave me alone..." she repeated as his denial finally crumbled into smithereens and he enveloped her in his strong arms. He kissed her forehead gently. "How can I leave you when you hold me so tightly?" he managed the little joke. She laughed quietly. "You can't." she answered back. "I have so many sins to atone for." he whispered. "I have caused our pack so much pain." "They'll forgive you." she said confidently. "You are the rightful alpha." "Yes, I may be the rightful alpha and they may forgive me but I am certain that I will have to fight for their approval and respect," he replied back. She pulled him to the bathroom, "Let me run you a warm bath and clean those injuries before they get infected." she said as she pushed open the bathroom door. "Why are you still so nice to me, Fiorelle?" he asked her as she turned open the tap on the bathtub. "After all of the things I've done to you..." he shook his head. "Because I love you." she replied nonchalantly as she took off her clothes. "What are you doing?" he asked him witheringly. She grinned at him, "Giving you a bath of course!" She started to take his clothes off as well and for that moment, she finally felt blissful and at peace. TO BE CONTINUED... Don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT!!! -- THANK YOU!!! Just Being Wolfy Ch. 11 Hi guys!!! We have reached the ELEVENTH and FINAL installment of JUST BEING WOLFY series!! We have reached the ENDING!! The journey from CHAPTER 1 to CHAPTER 11 has been amazing... Please keep on VOTING and COMMENTING!!! Millions of BIG thanks and appreciation goes to STEVESWOMAN for wanting to EDIT and CHECK my endless flow of grammatical-mistakes!! THANK YOU!!! This is dedicated to ALL of you!!! *** A month later... Ruben Estate didn't suffer a lot of damage from the fight with Jerry's surprise guests. Most of the damage was concentrated in the Grand Dining Hall and it was still under the process of being repaired. The whole pack had been eating in their home quarters for now. I had never heard of the black wolves true existence but James had told me that he knew they had existed. They were actually a relation to the fifth pack which had become extinct in the last war. There weren't many of the black wolves left and he believed that all of them are dead now, although there were quite a lot of them when they had showed up during our Grand Feast. The black wolves were known for their rebellious ways. They hadn't agreed to the rules of the Four Council when it was formed after the fifth pack was killed, so they opted to run free and alone. Gregory must have been the one who had tracked all of them successfully. Gregory who had been killed by one of the black wolves.. It was unknown if it was by accident since it all happened so quickly. Gregory was an exception to that. It was a miracle that NO other lives were lost. My stomach had swelled to a proportion of a human's pregnancy at 3 months. The cramping pain was starting to get worse but it was still bearable, especially when James would caress my belly to comfort me. James had told me of how horrible he had felt when he had lost touch with the connection bonding us together. He had honestly believed that Jerry had killed me so he had phased into his wolf form and sprinted out towards Thorn Manor. He had just reached the manor when he heard my thoughts calling for him to save me. He had thought he was losing his mind but then he felt the familiar warm aura and he rushed out to find me, tracking down my scent. He was extremely furious and appalled to see Jerry on top of me and he hadn't thought of anything else as he wrenched him from me and flung him with all of his strength through the waterfall behind us. We had heard him land face-first on the water as James had leaped over to him. My sweet loving James was my mate, protector and the father of our children... "Love?" he called to me, pulling me from my thoughts. He gave me a gently squeeze, "I -- I have something to show you." He pulled me gently to stand with him. I had been sitting down by the window on the built-in couch, staring out through the living room's big window at our pack members. "What is it?" I asked him as he covered my eyes with his hands. I giggled. "Don't peak," he warned me as he guided me out from the living room. We walked straight through the hallway and stopped at a door. "Ready?" he asked me. I chuckled. "Yes, I'm ready," He released his hold on my eyes and pushed open the door. My eyes went wide in surprise as both of us stepped into his office. Or rather, used to be his small office... I ran my hand down a white rocking chair and looked up at him. "A nursery?" I croaked at him, feeling equally touched and pleased with his surprise. "Yes," he smiled. "Do you love it?" I was in love with it. He had repainted the wall with white paint and there was a border of the alphabets on top of the walls. The floor was covered with creamy brown carpet. The small room looked bigger. There was the white rocking chair and a built-in bookcase filled with -- no doubt -- children's storybooks. There was also a row of plush toys at the two bottom shelves. I looked around and saw all the necessity things we would need when the babies born. A place to change their diapers and there was also a built-in wardrobe. I noticed that there was something important missing in the nursery. "There's no crib," I said to him, laughing. "Did you forget a bed for our children?" He chuckled as he wrapped his arms around me. "I don't know how many cribs I should buy." He paused as he kissed my cheeks lovingly, "I thought that you would love to pick the cribs and clothes for them." I smiled at his attentive thoughts. "Do you want to know what I would love to have right now?" I asked him, biting my lips teasingly. I knew how he loved to see me like that. He chuckled, realizing the mood I was in. He lifted me up and cradled me lovingly, "Gee, I don't know," he lied, smiling, "What other things do you possibly want, love?" I wrapped my arms to his neck and started kissing him. "I'll show you if you take us to our bed now," I said seductively at him. He groaned, "You are definitely my little wolfy vixen, love," he said as he hurried to take us to our bedchamber. He laid me down on my feet. My hands tugged at his shirt as he took off his pants. I smashed my mouth to his as he unzipped the zipper at the back of my light blue sundress, caressing my bare back. I ran my hands down to his broad chest as he carefully pushed me down to lie on my back on our bed. He trailed his fingers on my lips, "Are you all right?" he asked me softly when I groaned a bit; I felt a little cramp in my belly. "Cramp," I answered to him, waving it away as I pushed him on his back and straddled him. "I'm fine," I told him as I bent down and kissed him passionately on his lips. He ran his hands over my back and then to my growing belly. I turned and went to greet his beautiful hard-on. "Hi there," I whispered, smiling as I touched his head. It twitched and swelled even more. I started to kiss it and was running my fingers down to his sack when he tugged at me impatiently. "Let me love you," he breathed out as he rolled me over and I was lying on my back again. He flung his leg over me so that we were facing each other in a sixty-nine position. I immersed myself into sucking his hard-on, intent on pleasuring him. My hands were occupied with his sack. I tugged and fondled it gently, enough to hear him vibrate against my clit. He had phased his tongue into my favourite form. His sand-papery tongue gave me extra sensation, sharper than a human form's. His hands held tight to my hips but not tight enough to leave bruises on me. He was passionate and yet, he still exuded gentleness with me. He moaned louder when his hard-on twitched and spasmed. He exploded inside my mouth. I gagged a little but I managed to swallow every drop of him. I chuckled as he kept on tonguing me deep inside. I licked my chin and then started to swallow him whole. He groaned and I could feel the vibration move up me. I started to pant and moan and I could feel I was getting closer to pure orgasmic heaven. He started to move faster inside me. His long sand-papery tongue was deep inside but I still preferred his beautiful hard-on. "I need you, my love," I panted out breathlessly. I could feel him smiling. "Baby please..." I whimpered at him. He turned over me and started to trail kisses from my pussy up to my belly button. He dipped his tongue seductively. His hands caressed all over my heated body as he went up to kiss my lips. I moaned, tugging at him. I took his fingers and started to kiss them. He moved on top of me and started to position himself. I moaned in anticipation as he made his way deep inside me. We moaned together in pleasure as he started to pump faster inside me. I held tight to his back, my legs wrapping perfectly around him. He rolled me over and I was on top of him, his cock never leaving me. I moved my hips to match his pumping. I nibbled at his neck as he groaned in pleasure. Waves of orgasmic pleasure washed over me as he emptied himself deep within me. I sighed, feeling content and sated as I kissed his neck, nibbling him. He trailed kisses on my bite-marked neck and then I felt a sharp pleasurable pain as he bit me on my neck again. "I love you, my love," I whispered to him. I caressed his face, kissing his forehead. "As do I, love," he whispered back. "I love you more than you know..." as he caressed my face. I sighed happily as I laid my head on his broad chest; he rolled me to my side so that I would be comfortable especially in my current state of expectancy. He cuddled me close as he whispered, "Sleep love." I fell asleep, listening to his wonderful heartbeat. For the first time, there was nothing that worried me in my sleep. *** Fernandez Andashman was all set to demand justice for his daughter. He growled in anger when Jerry dared to set foot into his land with Fiorelle by his side. Jerry let his father phase into his wolf form and attack him. Jerry knew he deserved every cut and gash he got. Fernandez leaped off him when he noticed that Jerry didn't phase into his wolf form. He shouted at him for a fair fight. "PHASE YOURSELF, MUTT!!!" he growled at his son but to his ultimate surprise, Jerry fell on his knees -- the proud Thorn Alpha -- was submitting in defeat to him. To his amazing shock, Fiorelle fell on her knees also and looked up to her father and whispered, "Please Dad, please forgive him." She paused as she gave Jerry a supportive squeeze on his hand. "I love him, please don't push away the one thing I love in my life..." "Is that what you think, Fiorelle? That I don't love you?" Fernandez asked as he too fell on his knees and cradled his daughter's chin. Her eyes welled with tears. "My daughter, do not blame yourself for Felix's death, it's not your fault." "Then why -- why did you send me away?" she croaked. "I -- I wasn't thinking straight..." Fernandez finally admitted. "When James told me what -," he paused, glaring at Jerry, "what he did to you...I was horrified. My poor daughter...I'm sorry." Fiorelle shook her head. "The fate has decided my destiny," she whispered, "My destiny is with my Jerry." She looked at Jerry expectantly. "He is my light, Dad," He gave a low growl but he noticed the spark between his daughter and his wretched son. He sighed. "As long as you are happy then, I am," he said, accepting it. "But this is a final warning, mutt," he pointed at Jerry threateningly, "I'm willing to accept you but if you make my daughter cry again, I shall tear you from limb to limb." "I won't treat her like I used to, father, I promise you," Jerry swore. He looked at Fiorelle brightly. "I swear Fiorelle, I am a changed wolf." Fiorelle smiled at him brightly. "I believe you," she chirped happily as she hugged the two most important men in her life. "I'm finally truly happy." Her voice was sweet and sugary like the old Fiorelle she knew. She was finally at bliss... *** Jerry had assembled his pack members in the Hall right after he returned from his trip to Andashman Estate. Many of his pack members had welcomed him back with open arms and obvious relief at the return of their alpha's sanity but there was still a few who dared to challenge him. He beat them easily of course and they had submitted their loyalty to him. Jerry had also grouped the number of female low ranks members which he had used during his insanity stage. He apologized to them and said that he was very sorry and regretful with what he had done and he knew there was nothing he could do to make it better for them but they had accepted his apologies openly. They had never thought they would live the day when their headstrong alpha would ask for their forgiveness. Gracielle's family, for instance, had also accepted his sincere apologies and he had reinstated Alexander as his original second-in-command. "Please forgive me, Alexander," he said apologetically at him, right in front of everyone's eyes. "I have been blinded with rage and selfishness." "All is forgiven, Jerry," Alexander replied calmly. "At least now you know who you are meant to be with." Fiorelle chuckled at his side; she gave him a secretive knowing look. The happy couple had wonderful news to tell to the pack. Fiorelle was almost three weeks pregnant. Jerry was about to share the news when a loud protesting sound boomed at the far end. He looked up and saw one of his low ranks approached him. Fiorelle turned pale when she saw who it was. She clutched at him as if she could protect him. He looked at her with confusion before he realized who that person was. He growled at the low rank. "YOU DON'T DESERVE HER, ALPHA!" Adrian boomed. The crowd muted to a silence, shocked at the unfolding drama in front of them. "I LOVE HER!!" "Is it a challenge you seek?" Jerry growled, anger washing over him as he glared at the man who had slept with his Fiorelle. She held him close, refusing to let him go. She shook her head at him. "Please don't hurt him." It was obvious that she felt guilty at leading Adrian to think that they had a chance together but she knew that this was a wolf pack. A challenge was there to prove who was worthy to lead. She sighed with defeat as she let him go. I'll be fine, love, he thought to her; wanting to reassure her anxiety, but he wasn't sure if she was worried about his safety or the low ranks'. The crowd gave them a circular space. He took his clothes off and stood in his naked glory. Some of the young ones giggled at seeing their alpha naked but they were fully aware of the intense situation. Adrian glared at the alpha as he ripped his clothes off, just to show the alpha that he was strong too; that he was worthy to love Fiorelle Andashman. Both of them phased into his wolf form; Jerry was obviously bigger in size than him so the winner was easy to guess. Adrian gave an excellent fight for a low rank anyway. He wasn't built to fight like the alpha or the rest of the in-commands and their chosen warriors but his painful desire to have her overwhelmed every common sense in his mind. Jerry took a skillful swipe at him and left a long deep gash on his side. Adrian yelped in pain as Jerry flung him to the floor. He was about to snap his throat but then, he phased back in his human form. A really foolish decision... But Adrian was too shocked and too much in pain to even tackled Jerry over. He phased back into his human form, panting on the floor. "WHY DO YOU STOP, ALPHA? AM I NOT WORTHY TO STAIN YOUR HANDS WITH MY BLOOD?" he growled, wincing as the pain stabbed him deeply on his side. "Adrian Rolf Thorn, I am not a monster that I am used to be," James replied calmly. "I could kill you right now but I'm certain Fiorelle wouldn't like it much if I do that." he looked at her, nodding. She approached Adrian who was on the floor. She touched his face gingerly; he winced in pain. "Forgive me, Adrian," she said softly. "But I am happy with him. I'm his mate and that bond cannot be broken...What we had was good. You were there when I was alone and depressed but believe me when I say that I do care for you, it's just -," Adrian cut her off. "You don't love me," he finished off for her; it was more like a statement. She nodded. "Can't we just move on?" She knew that she sounded selfish and uncaring but what other choices was there for them? "Are you in love with him?" he asked her quietly. She nodded again, biting her lips. "He is the one for me!" her voice was final. "Does he treat you well?" he asked again, more faintly than ever. She was touched with his concern; here she was breaking his heart and yet he still showed an ounce of concern at her. She felt like a monster. "Does he?" he repeated when he noticed her staring at him. "Yes, he does," she answered back, "He's sorry, he's very sorry..." she looked at him, holding both of his hands, "Can't we be friends?" Adrian shook his head as he stood up, wincing in pain. "I'm in love with my Alpha Female...I cannot forget you so easily," he looked around and then rested his gaze to Jerry. "I will leave this pack," he announced as he phased back into his wolf form. Fiorelle whimpered at his sudden decision but she knew it was for the best. They had crossed a barrier which couldn't be turned back. My mistake, she thought to herself, my fault! Jerry took Fiorelle to his side and put her at his back protectively. Adrian howled loudly both in pain and also a sign of him leaving Thorn Pack forever. He wasn't Adrian Rolf Thorn anymore, he was just Adrian Rolf. He gave a final look at Fiorelle who clutched at her mate tightly. Tears rolled down her beautiful goddess-like face as he turned on his tail and sprinted out from the Hall. Alexander looked at the departed Adrian woefully. He had considered Adrian a son and a close friend but he knew some things were meant well this way. Elizabeth cried dejectedly, knowing full well that they couldn't see Adrian anymore. It all depended on him on whether to come back or stay a lone wolf for eternity. But from the look of things, Elizabeth and Alexander agreed in their united thoughts that Adrian would be better alone for the moment. Perhaps with time, he will find his true mate and then, he would probably have in his heart to pledge loyalty back to his pack -- his big family. The rest of the pack members started to talk quietly about Adrian's choice. How was a low rank going to survive in the big world unprotected? How was he going to roam free in his wolf form? His fellow low ranks howled for him, wanting him to come back but it was Adrian's own choice. They bowed their heads down to their Alpha and for once, order was in restored in the Thorn Leadership. Fiorelle hugged Jerry for support, she felt horribly guilty about Adrian's sudden drastic decision to leave home. He'll come back home when he's calmed, love, he thought to her, wanting desperately to comfort her woeful heart. Give him time, he added silently as he kissed her forehead. They could hear the mournful howls of the broken hearted lone wolf as he sprinted into the distance... *** Three months later, "Ugh, I'm huge!" I complained to my mother who chuckled at me. I was already more than 3 months pregnant and my belly already grew to the proportion a human's 7 months pregnancy. Harmony was right from the beginning, I did have a very small bladder. I had become quite crabby nowadays but James understood my current mood swings. I felt like a huge beach ball. Ugh. "Gracie, it's perfectly normal," my Mom said, amused. "You'll slim down after you give birth." Haylie chuckled, "I hope I won't be as huge as you are now when I finally have a mate," she touched my growing belly and said to my belly, "Aunt Haylie will spoil you guys a lot!" she promised, giggling. "Ooh, can I be a godmother??" she asked me. I laughed at her and then, I winced slightly as the babies moved inside me. I sat down on the sofa and breathed out, "You can be anything you want, Haylie." "Yes!!!" she whooped excitedly as she twirled around like a ballerina. "I'll drag Steve to take me to the town and buy some baby stuff for you," she paused, "I bet Steve would like the experience," she burst into a fit of laughter, imagining how pale he would be when she dragged him to a baby store. I smiled at her. She had finally decided that she would mate with Steve when she was ready but right now, she was perfectly content at playing a role as an aunt. I was still digesting the fact that she chose Steve but I was happy for her nonetheless. The most important thing was that Haylie's happily in love. And I had my loving family back in my arms. I looked at my Mom affectionately. It seemed so surreal that the last few months had been filled with rage and misery. The whole drama that had unfolded right in front of our eyes seemed so unreal. Jerry had finally restored order in his pack and our relationship together wasn't entirely torn apart; he was still my friend. I was thankful that we had the chance to reconcile and make peace with each other for it had been truthfully, in essential, my fault. Yes, it was my mistake for the very beginning. If I hadn't been so naughty, I wouldn't have fallen into the abandoned hole and Jerry wouldn't have saved me, hence making me swooned at his bravery but everything happened for a reason and being mischievous was a part of me. I was certain that trait would be passed down to my offspring. So, in whole, I wasn't actually regretting that part of me. Just Being Wolfy Ch. 11 The thought of our offspring made me smile; I remembered last night when James and I bickered lightly about naming our offspring. It wasn't a serious disagreement or anything so after from a list of hundreds of potential names, we have finally agreed on some and that was only for a boy but at least we have figured out the first alphabet in the name so it would be slightly easier to choose for a girl should we have girls instead. I loved the idea of having a daughter but either way, I didn't mind of their genders just as long as they were born healthy and live a wonderful life and less drama like I did. I patted my growing belly lovingly and said, "Two more months." Haylie snickered, "Or three," she said as she plopped on the seat near me, "I hope you'll have a lot of babies in there!" I smacked her hand playfully, "I hope you will then." "Aw, come on Gracie," she giggled, "Think about it." She tried to reason with me and honestly, she wasn't doing a good job of convincing me with all of her laughing, "If you have, let's say, three or four babies, you'll have many choices of baby names!" "You are going to make her more anxious, Haylie," my Mom said with a wide smile. She looked at me. "But Haylie's right, Gracie, if you have four, you and James can name two babies and your father, Haylie and I can name the rest." I knew she was joking but the thought of having four babies inside me, although sounded great, would be extremely painful and laborious for me. I'd probably have to give birth through C-section which I really didn't want. I would rather give birth the natural way. "I think I still prefer two, Mom." I smiled as my eyes caught sight at the love of my life. James approached us and then he kissed the top of my head. "Good day, Mother, Haylie," he greeted them. He looked at me, his eyes shinning brightly and then he looked at them as he took my hand. "Do you mind if I steal Gracie away for a while?" Haylie snickered. "Steal her as long as you want, lover boy," "Go on James," my Mom said, still smiling. She was glad to see me happily in love. "Haylie and I are going home soon anyway, it's getting late." She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you next week, OK, Gracie?" I nodded at her. "Sure thing Mom!" *** James held my hand as we walked out from the living room. I could hear my Mom talking happily with Haylie but I wasn't sure about what. We went down the grand marble staircase. The low rank members passing us bowed their heads in respect; I smiled at them. We went out through the main door and then started to follow a trail leading to the nearby lake. I looked at him questioningly and then, he covered my eyes with his hands. "James?" I called as I tried to take his hands off me. I was starting to feel crabby but he ignored me and chuckled. "Don't peek!" he smiled as he guided me through the trail. Aafter a few minutes of walking, he made me sit down on a chair. Funny, I thought to myself, I don't remember seeing a chair near the lake before. "Tadaa!!" he said happily as he let go of his hands. I blinked at the view in front of me. James had set a dinner for two near the lake. The moonlight cast a romantic perfect light that there was no need to use a candle. I was stunned but equally happy with the surprise. "We had never had a dinner outside here before, so I figured I'd give you a little surprise." He sat down on his chair and then held my hand on the circular table. There was a small vase filled with fresh roses and the sweet smelling fragrance made me swoon with happiness. One of the low ranks brought us the first dish for this surprise dinner. "For you, my Alpha Female," he said, nodding his head as he placed a really delicious looking dish on my place. "Enjoy your dinner, my Alpha, Gracielle." He nodded to both of us happily before going back. I could hear violin playing in the background so I turned my head and sure enough, Malcolm was there playing; he smiled at me. Suddenly James took out something from his jacket and with a shy smile, he gave me a flat purple-coloured box. "Open it," he urged me. I figured it must be a necklace or something so I opened it. I blinked when I saw two pieces of paper. I broke into a smile when I noticed what it was. "Do you love it?" I looked at him, tears of happiness welled in my eyes, "Are you serious?" I asked him, he was always busy with Alpha duties that I wasn't sure that he ever thought of having a honeymoon with me especially after I had been confirmed pregnant. "Love, I thought I would see your smile, not your tears," he whispered as he wiped my tears away. I held his left hand and kissed his fingers lovingly. "I am happy," I breathed out, "Where are we going?" "I wish we could have gone sooner but..." He smiled. I knew what he meant. The past months were filled with a lot of drama. "Since we have two months before you give birth, I thought if you'd like, we could go to Rome." I stood up and went to kiss him across the table; my big belly gave me a bit difficulty reaching him but I managed. We kissed passionately. I sat down and smiled at him. "Thank you," I said. He shook his head, "Thank you for having me in your life." We would fly to Rome tomorrow morning and depending on how I was, we'd probably stay in Rome for one to two weeks. We'd definitely had to go home before I go into labour. I was amused with the thought of my giving birth at a human hospital. Wouldn't it be shocking for them if I did in fact give birth to more than four babies and without any medical references for them to check! Rachael would be of course my doctor and midwife. Honestly, I could hardly wait for the delivery day to come. *** Two months later I never thought I would say this but I was bigger than ever. I had finally reached the end of my gestation period and soon, I would be able to look into my babies' eyes. The first few hours before delivery date was torturous as the babies inside me contracted and kicked around. Rachael was by my side constantly until my water finally broke and the start of the searing pain began. James held me close, my back to his chest as Rachael guided me through the delivery, "Breathe in, good, breathe out, that's it. Push!" she said to me gently. The pain was unbelievable as I held on tightly to James's hands. He whispered words of encouragement and support in my ear as I panted and pushed. "Ok, I can see the head now, give it one last push, Gracie." I felt drained but for the sake of our children, I gave it one last final push. My head fell limply on James's shoulder as I heard the heavenly sound of the first cries of my baby. "It's a boy!" Rachael said excitedly as she gave our baby to her nurse and then she focused on me. I thought the pain was over but then the searing pain started all over again. "You're doing excellent, Gracie," she said to me. "Give it a push, yes, that's it, good girl." I yelped in pain but I held on my strength. I managed to see my newborn baby boy being washed with warm water and then bundled into a blue blanket. The sight of him gave me a new found of energy. I gave one final push and the pain was over as Rachael held out a crying baby. "It's a girl!" Oh my... I had a healthy set of a baby boy and a baby girl. James quickly kissed the back of my head. "It's OK now, love, it's over," he whispered. I felt tired but I wanted to see them. I held my hands stretched out and Rachael seemed to understand what I wanted. What I needed at that time... She held our newborn baby boy as the nurse washed our baby girl. She gave him to me as I formed a cradle with my hands and I cooed lovingly at him. James looked like he was going to cry in amazement as he caressed our baby's head gently. The nurse then gave our cleaned baby girl all wrapped up in pink blanket and handed her to James. He stared at the little thing in his arms. "Give her to me," I croaked. He obliged me and I had both of my babies in my arms. 'They're beautiful," I said quietly to him. He smiled and kissed my forehead again. "Thank you, my love, this is the most wonderful gift of life ever," he whispered and for that, I agreed with him as we stared at out newborn offspring... Later that morning, Rachael had me moved back from the medical chamber to our home quarter. My family was there with me; they had waited anxiously outside the delivery room in the medical chamber. My Dad had paced left and right countless of times. Now, James held his newborn son on his left and daughter on his right. He looked at me with sheer happiness and awe. I closed my eyes for a moment; I could still feel the soreness in my body but when I first lay my eyes on my son, oh my beautiful son, all of the tiredness vanished. It was like just by looking at my son, it had given me a new energy to bring his little sister into the world. I had two beautiful healthy fraternal twins... Haylie cooed and took our daughter from James' arm and went to my parents. James sat down on the edge of the bed next to me, smiling happily; he gave me to hold our son. The feeling of motherhood was strangely completing. Was this how my Mom had felt when she first gazed into my eyes? "Thank you, love," he said as he kissed my forehead, "I love you with all my heart," he patted our son's little fingers gently. His little fingers grasped at his father's index finger, gripping it tightly, his eyes still closed. "I love you always, my love," I whispered, a bit hoarse since I was still feeling a bit lethargic but I was too zonked up with finally meeting our babies. Mom went to my side and caressed my hand, "Have you thought of their names?" my Dad went by her side and encircled his arms around her slim waist. "Yes," James chuckled as I gave my Mom to cradle their newborn grandson. "This little one's name is Alven Erickana Ruben," Haylie gave our newborn daughter back into James's arms and he looked at the sleeping newborn lovingly, "And she is named Aveline Erickana Ruben..." "Perfect," my Dad said contentedly. "The Ruben Pack has gotten an heir to the throne," he added quickly. Oh, yes. I had never realized it before. Our little Alven would grow to be just as strong and wise as his father. I smiled at James, feeling more complete than ever but it was a strange feeling to feel my flat stomach but I'll get used to it. Alven would be the next Ruben Alpha after his father. I touched James's arm and laid my head on his shoulder as we both watched our newborn daughter sleep peacefully. "Our little Aveline would grow to be just as beautiful as you," James whispered to me. She stirred a bit but she didn't wake up in his arms. I caressed her face gently, marveling at her smooth pale skin. Jerry had called in a little while earlier; he told us the happy news that his Fiorelle who had been pregnant for five months had also given birth at dawn to a healthy baby girl who they had named as Carinelle Hynes Thorn. The newborn Carinelle was every bit as beautiful as the gorgeous Fiorelle. He had told us that the Andashman Pack and his pack would throw a big celebration feast after. Jerry had finally found inner peace. He's happily in love and living contently with his true mate: Fiorelle. This wasn't the ending of our story but just a beginning to such a wonderful chapter in our life... ****THE END**** Don't forget to VOTE & COMMENT!!! -- THANK YOU It has been a wonderful journey writing JUST BEING WOLFY. I will of course write new stories to submit. I have my exams coming soon so I won't be able to submit new stories until I've finished with it... Wish me luck!!! Thank you everyone for being so supportive with my series... All of your VOTES and COMMENTS are highly appreciated!! :D Thank you so much STEVESWOMAN for editing my story from CHAPTER 8 till the end of the series. I look forward to working with you again :D You have been a very wonderful EDITOR and a FRIEND that anyone could ever wish for... THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!