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For the Whored Ch. 100

By: Thatawfulwowporno



Elunara lay in bed, wondering what to do with herself. Yeah, she'd pretended to get up and deal with her day, but she had yet to reschedule appointments and was avoiding speaking to people. With a groan of frustration, she decided that she'd put off Charnak long enough. She went into the library and prepped her books. Maybe a little time with ridiculous zealot would help her figure out how to deal with the town. 

She was NOT a coward, and she wasn't about to act like one. She marched down the hill, waved at Grogek and kept on through the barrier. She took a deep breath of fresh air and headed on to the camp. She stopped and stared at the dozens of orcs bowing around her ridiculous altar. It seemed like such a good idea at the time, but now she felt like an idiot. For the life of her, she couldn't remember why she'd ordered the thing built. 

"SHE HAS COME TO US!" Charnak boomed over the crowd. 

Stifling the urge to roll her eyes, she walked over. 

"You have heard our prayers for guidance and have come to us!"

"Yes, of course. I have brought you great tidings."

"It pleases us to see you." Tylia smiled as she knelt. 

Inwardly, she sighed. To anyone else, she smiled, and held out a hand. "My dear, you are to never bow to me. I have chosen you both as my champions, as such you are to stand WITH me, lest you insult me. Have you done as I commanded?"

"Forgive us, our goddess." Charnak put a hand to his chest. "It is my fault."

"There is no fault here." Elunara brushed past them and stood on her altar. "Come to me my champions." She tugged Charnak to one side and Tylia to the other. "Now, answer me truthfully, have you followed my orders?"

Tylia blushed. "I believe we have become close in your absence."

Charnak nodded. "Please forgive me, my goddess, for ever doubting your instruction."

"Good. I am most pleased."

"My beloved followers!" She called out. Keeping an eye on the crowd, she watched it grow as they told each other of her presence. "I have an announcement to make! I hereby decree that Charnak," She lifted his arm in the air. "And Tylia," She repeated the process. "Are my grand and beloved champions to my cause! I have decided, and now decree, that these two should be married and mated. I expect a lavish celebration in the immediate future!"

The crowd roared. 

"They shall forever lead my army into battle, at each other's side."

"All battle should be hence forth post-poned until my will is done. Once this is accomplished, I shall once again command you in battle!"

More roars from the crowd. 

"Now, I require submission to me. I shall sit here and you shall each come to me, and stand before me and allow me to capture your essence on to paper. Once this process is complete, you shall find your immortality in the world beyond this, as champions by my side." She smiled. She had no damned idea what the hell that meant, but it sent them all into a tizzy. She sat down gracefully and popped open her board.

Charnak took Tylia's hand into his own. He turned to Elunara. "You wish for us to be married?"

"I just said it, didn't I?" She flicked her eyes back and forth. "I am confident that you are ready. You must remember that I have two husbands and a wife; I am very much for the power of marriage. May it energize you as you go into battle. You will draw strength from each other and be more powerful than you were when you were alone. I have long since known that I wanted it to come to this, but it had to be the right time and the right person. I have chosen well." She smiled. 

"You honor me, goddess." Tylia breathed. 

"Now, you might want to organize your people. I require one at a time, not all at once."

"Yes, at once my Goddess." Charnak bowed. 

"Come, Tylia, sit beside me. I desire your company."

"Yes, my goddess." Tylia sat down beside her. 

"Tell me, has anything interesting happened while I was away?"

"We witnessed your ritual." 

"My..."

"A few days ago, we went to visit you, to ask for guidance. You were in the center of a glowing design, your priestesses all around you. We watched. Forgive us if we intruded."

Inwardly, Elunara wanted to yank at her hair. She patted Tylia's shoulder. "It's quite alright my dear. It was a purification ritual, to rid the demon skull of its final presence. They latch on to this world, and I couldn't have it coming back."

"I see." Tylia bit her lip. "We have been telling the others what we have seen. Some wonder if they could see. I wish they could have, it was beautiful. Charnak believes that he can recruit more to our cause. He will broach the topic to you, but he wishes to take a force back to Nagrand and prove to the non-believers."

"Thank you for alerting me, so that I may consider the matter further. I will reflect on the request and guide you after the marriage ceremony." She brushed a hand down Tylia's hair. "Tonight, I shall show you new pleasures. Charnak will be at your mercy." Elunara gave a cat smile.

With the change in plan, Elunara began doing double sketches, interviewing each one and adding minute details. After each one, she gave them a copy of their sheet. She worked non-stop for many hours, until at last she called a halt to the procession. 

"I will continue on tomorrow. For now, Charnak, Tylia and I have private matters to discuss." She took them both arm in arm and walked to Charnak's hut. 

Once the door was closed, she smiled. "Now, I hope you've been taking my instruction and improvising on it. I would be sad to find that you've either stopped, or just done the same silliness over and over again. Because that was not what I tasked you with."

"No, my goddess." Tylia blushed. "He has been a most attentive and creative lover."

Charnak nodded. "You said to do as I would to your own."

Elunara tapped her finger on his chest. "And you realize that she is her own person, not just a substitute for me?"

"Yes my goddess. She is your chosen and therefore an extension of you, but she is also your champion and strong in her own right."

"Good." Elunara ran her fingers under his chin. "Now get undressed."

"Goddess?" Charnak blinked. 

"I want you naked. I have shown you how to love her, now I wish to show her how to please you. Naked. Now."

"Right away."

"Now, my dear, I'm sure you're well aware that men are a fascinating combination between hard," Elunara ran her hand on Charnak's chest. "And soft." She reached down and stroked his dick. "What you might not know, is how absolutely delicious they are." Elunara grinned. "He's been using his mouth on you, it's time for you to return the favor."

Tylia's eye widened. 

"Now, there's a million ways to begin, but I like to start with the face." Elunara stepped in close to Charnak. "Now, if you haven't been using every opportunity to kiss each other, then I'm just disappointed with the both of you. You should be getting used to the feel and taste of each other, until you practically crave it when you're apart."

"We've been... working on that." Charnak breathed.

"Good boy." Elunara grabbed a fang and yanked his face to hers. 

He was startled at first, but quickly gave in and wrapped his hands around her waist. She pushed back and grinned. Reaching back, she grabbed Tylia and tugged her over. 

"I'll take this side; you follow my lead on that side. Alright?"

"Of course."

"You should know that the male body is more sensitive than they want you to know..."

Charnak grabbed them both by the hip and groaned as both women worked their way down his body with their lips. When they knelt, he grabbed their shoulders. 

"Now for the really fun part." Elunara ran her fingers down Charnak's dick. "Anybody can jack a dick." She demonstrated. "And anybody can suck a dick. What we're after here... is some skill. So let me show you some of my favorite methods." She began to work her hand up and down. "There's a lot to be accomplished by hand position. Here, you try."

She took Tylia's hand and positioned the fingers. 

"You're killing me." He groaned. 

"Hush, you had your turn." 

"Don't neglect the balls now. See, follow me."

Charnak fell backwards into the seat. 

Elunara laughed. "Oh, how the mighty have fallen" She winked. "Now, watch this." She slipped her lips over the tip of the dick and sucked. She moved her lips down, sucking as she went. Charnak grabbed her hair. She pulled off. "Now you give it a try. 

Tylia followed instruction exactly, and Charnak grabbed her hair as well. 

"That's it my lovely, go slowly, or you'll choke and it stops being fun." Elunara brushed her hair back. "Come, slide off. I want to show you something truly entertaining." She grinned at Charnak. "Now, normally I would show you show how finish at this point, but I know of something that drives men nuts. Now, when I put my tongue on, I want you to put yours over mine, from that side." Elunara demonstrated the trick and Charnak jolted. 

Elunara giggled. "I love when they do that." 

"This is quite fun." Tylia giggled.

"Ok, now I want you to finish him off. Just like I showed you how to start. Now you alone will have to work on your ability to take him in. Yes, just like that." Elunara brushed Tylia's hair out of her face. "That's my girl. You're going to feel him start to flex. That's right there." 

Tylia's hands went up as she got a mouth full. She jerked back and fluttered her hands.

"Spit or swallow darling, it's on you. Between you and me," She shot Charnak a glance. "I only ever swallow my husbands'. It's just a courtesy. You however, can do what you will." Elunara reached over and grabbed a water skin. "Here, sometimes it makes your throat burn. Has to do with diet. But I've gotten used to it, so, eh." 

Tylia chugged the water. 

"Being taken in is a privilege, not a right. And if he starts choking you, or holding your head down, bite him." Elunara rubbed Tylia's cheek. "I will not tolerate my chosen being abused. Now, if you care to experiment with driving him crazy, feel free to do so. I know everyone calls me the Goddess of War and Mercy, but my other name is the Goddess of Sex. I fully believe that sex is a powerful drug you should feel free to indulge in. I must be off. I shall return tomorrow."

For the Whored Ch. 101



She gathered her bags and waved as she walked out. She hummed all the way home. Opening the door she stared at everyone. "Uh, what?"

"You've been gone all day, we were worried." Jordan sighed. 

Smacking a hand to her forehead, she sighed and made her way into her library. "Grogek SAW me go out to the Warsong camp."

"Well, yes." Grogek frowned. "But you've also been avoiding EVERYONE in the past few days."

"And several people have asked me when you were going to reschedule." Tulani fidgeted with her skirt. 

"So we've been a little concerned with your behavior." Jordan scratched the back of his head. "Baby, we know this hero worship thing has you bugged, but you can't put it off forever."

"We were debating if we should retrieve you from the camp." Tulani admitted. 

Elunara flopped down in her desk chair. "And here I was finally feeling good about things. Now I need goddamned babysitters." She kicked her desk. "What, did you think I was going to run off with the zealot?"

"Baby, you have to admit that none of us have seen you act the way you have been the past few days. It's difficult enough to predict your moods, but none of us even know what we're dealing with any more."

"By the light of Elune, you've got to be fucking kidding me!" 

"Momma?"

"Is everything ok?"

"Go back to bed." Elunara snapped. She stood up and shoved past everyone. 

"Don't you dare take this out on them." Grogek growled.

Elunara stopped at the top of the stairs. "THERE WASN'T A THIS!" 

Bradly and Darguni cowered behind Tulani's skirt. "What's wrong with Momma?" Darguni whimpered.

"What's wrong? What's wrong is that this whole stupid ass town is acting like I'm the coming of Elune herself! It was bad enough when that dumbfuck orc," She gestured towards the camp. "Was doing it. Now we've got typically sane and rational people doing the same damned thing! IT'S COMPLETELY IDIOTIC! So I decided to spend the day lording over a bunch of morons so that I could learn to deal with people who shouldn't BE morons! Finally satisfied with my lot in life, I come home to find YOU PEOPLE acting like I need a BABYSITTER!" She marched on and slammed the door. 

Everyone jumped back. 

"Perhaps we handled that wrong." Tulani put a fist to her mouth. 

"My vote is for demon possession." Jordan grumbled. 

Darguni ran up the stairs, ignoring everyone else and opened the door.

"WHAT?" Elunara stopped and sighed. "Sorry, what?" She sat in bed, head on the wall.

"Momma, I know you're very angry right now, but why are you yelling?" 

"Because I'm angry enough to start hitting people." 

Darguni took a step forward. "You wouldn't hit ME just cause you're angry."

"I don't want to hit anyone when I'm angry." She sighed and whacked her head against the wall. "This whole situation has just been very trying."

"Didn't you tell me that you can't do things when you're angry, or you'll do something you'll just regret later." He took a few more steps forward. 

"Yes, yes I did."

"Yelling at Papa and the rest is a bad thing."

She closed her eyes. "In general, yes." 

He climbed on the bed. "And you didn't mean it, did you?"

"Yes, and no." She sighed. "I just don't know how else to get myself heard right now." 

He climbed in her lap and laid his head on her chest. "I'll listen."

She wrapped her arms around him. "You don't worship me, do you?"

"You're my momma, I think it's required." 

"Fair point."

"But, there is a good thing."

"Hm?"

"People are nicer to me and Bradly now."

She opened her eyes and looked down. "What?"

"Well, it's not like anyone was openly mean. I think they're too afraid of you... Or Admiral Renwa, whichever. But now, they're really nice. They smile and say, "Oh, you're Elunara's boy, have a candy". They're nicer to Bradly too. Before it was, "Oh, how kind of her to take you in..." And now they call him "Elunara's boy" as well. It's really nice that people call us brothers. I mean, we were already brothers, but now it's a thing. And the other kids are inviting us to stuff more often. I mean, they did, but more kinda polite? Now they want to know when they can spend the night, and... Momma, why are you crying?"

She hugged him tightly. "Because I feel like an idiot."

He wiped her cheek. "But you're the smartest one in town." 

"Even smart people can have stupid moments." She brushed a hand over his hair.

The door creaked open. "Momma, are you still yelling?"

"No, Bradly. Come on."

He ran in and climbed in the bed. 

"I'm sorry I yelled."

"It's ok, it's not like you do it all the time." He curled up under her arm. "Are you still upset?"

"Nah, I think we worked it out." She wiped her cheeks. "I guess I just didn't stop to think about what this meant to any of you." She sighed. 

Tulani stuck her head in next. "Forgive us for worrying so much."

"Oh, get in here." 

Tulani smiled and stepped in. "I'm sorry for..."

Elunara held her hand up. "Stop. No. I'm sorry I've worried everyone."

Jordan stuck his head in the door. "Tulani still lives, it must be safe."

"Hah, hah." 

Tulani snorted. "They sent me in because I was least likely to sustain injury." She sat down on her bed next to Elunara's seat. Jordan leaned on the wall and Grogek leaned on the door. 

"Look, I'm sorry I've been so trapped in my own head, I haven't taken the time to figure out what's been going on around me. But I needed to escape, to go do something more myself, in order to view the situation differently. 

"We're sorry we didn't trust you." Jordan ran his hand through his hair. 

"But we've been terrified that maybe we didn't get all of the demon." Grogek sighed. 

"Losing you would destroy us." Tulani reached up and rubbed Elunara's arm. 

"It better not destroy this family, I worked too hard to bring it together." She snorted.

Jordan laughed. "We'd still be a family, we'd just be hollow." He shook his head. 

"No one can take our children, or our bonds." Grogek shook his head and walked over to the bed. He kissed Elunara's forehead before climbing in beside her. 

"I drew so damned many orcs today. You have no idea how cramped my hand is." She laughed. 

"Boys are asleep." Jordan jerked his chin. He walked forward and scooped up Bradly. Laying the boy on his shoulder, he headed out. 

Grogek plucked Darguni out of her lap. "Did I ever mention how glad I am that you gave me a son?"He grinned and left. 

Tulani pulled her hand down and began to massage it. "You've worried everyone. Not just our family, but the townsfolk as well. I know you're unhappy with the ridiculous hero worship, but some of those people are your friends. Were your friends before any of this happened. They freely gave themselves to you, and that act alone had the rest of the town reaching for you."

"Darguni said that people are treating them better. They're actively nice instead of just pretending." 

Tulani hesitated. "That's unfortunate." 

Elunara sighed. "Yeah. I guess if it means a better life for my kids, I'll accept the hero worship." She lightly banged the back of her head on the wall. 

"It doesn't have to be that way, and you know it." 

"What choice do I have?"

"Be you. Be whatever passes for normal in your world." Tulani chuckled. "You're the best of us, my love. You MAKE everyone accept you for who you are. They hated you once. They believed the worst of you once."

"But I know the truth." She murmured. 

"Your motto in life, is it not?"

Grogek and Jordan walked back in the room. "Boys are down for the count." Jordan grinned. "I won't lie, I kinda get a kick out of that."

Grogek chuckled. "See, my love? You didn't even have to give birth this time, and Jordan still gets his own son."

Elunara sighed. "I guess I have to go adopt a Draenei daughter. Then Tulani can have hers."

Tulani smiled. "I nursed Darguni for the first couple of years. That's enough for me. He's as much my son as Elunara's." 

Grogek reached over and took Elunara's hand from Tulani and began the process of massaging the muscles. Elunara groaned. 

Tulani giggled. "I'm not as good as Grogek. I do not possess his hand strength." 

"So, I guess we're crisis averted?" Jordan grinned. 

"Until some other random ass spirit tries to possess me and suddenly the entire universe accepts me as their deity." 

"So, like... a week? Tops?"

Elunara chucked her pillow at him. 

He caught it and tossed it back. "Good, then I'm going to bed. I'm exhausted."

"What could YOU be exhausted over?" Elunara snorted. "Who is she and is she hot?"

He chuckled and walked over to the bed. "I think everyone in this room will agree that she is the hottest damned thing in this town." He pressed his lips to hers. 

She grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him in harder. He put his hands on the bed on either side of her hips. "Good, because I'll only tolerate the best for what's mine." She purred. 

Grogek snorted. "He got beat up by children."

"Oh, lord." Elunara laughed. "Can you not handle a bunch of kids?"

"Hey, those little brats are vicious." Jordan straightened up. "I got cracked in the nuts like seventeen times."

Elunara reached out and stroked her hand across his crotch. "Aw, poor baby." 

He winced. "I really hate that that hurts."

Elunara laughed. "Want me to kiss it and make it better?"

Jordan groaned. "Not tonight."

"Oh man, you must be in some serious pain." Elunara grabbed the edge of his pants. "I think you forget I have healing abilities."

"Well, yeah, for wounds and things, but this is just bruising."

She closed her eyes and focused her energy into him. 

"Ah, ok, I am wrong. I don't mind being wrong." 

She grinned. "Does that change your mind?" 

"I don't know, I was quite pissed off at you earlier."

"And you did have us terribly worried." Tulani added.

"And you yelled at the children." Grogek nodded. 

Elunara crossed her arms. "I said I was sorry."

"I think she should be punished." Tulani grinned.

Elunara pointed at her. "I know where this is going..." 

"Do you now?" Grogek grinned as he tightened his grip on her wrist. 

Jordan looked back and forth between Tulani and Grogek, but kept his mouth shut. 

Tulani reached under the big bed and pulled out a coil of rope. She tossed it to Grogek. Elunara watched in fascination as Grogek bound her wrists. Tugging her by the rope, he pulled her out of bed and hooked the other end of the rope on a hook hanging from the ceiling. Tulani pulled down Elunara's pants, as Grogek tugged her shirt up. He left the shirt bunched at her wrists. 

"I like where this is going." Jordan laughed. 

"The name of the game..." Tulani grinned. "Is how wild can we drive Elunara, without her finishing?"

"Oh, man. That is mean." Jordan shook his head.

"Oh, we let her get off, when we're done." 

"Damn, Tulani, I've never seen this side of you."

Tulani slid her fingers through Elunara's folds. "Well, it's not something we've done often." 

Grogek leaned down and licked Elunara's shoulder. "In fact, there was only one other time."

Tulani slipped a finger in. "But we decided to prep for the day when she deserved it again."

"Is it any wonder I married you two lunatics?" Elunara groaned. 

Grogek grabbed her hips and ground himself against her ass. "You taught us well, my love."

"Well, now I have to get in on this." Jordan rubbed his thumbs on her nipples. He leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers, before pressing in and capturing her mouth, dancing their tongues and lips together. He brought up one hand and brushed her jaw with his finger tips before making his way down her chin and to her neck, collarbone, and chest. He sucked lightly on one nipple, while he teased and taunted the other with his fingers. 

Grogek buried his face in Elunara's neck, licking neck and shoulder before scraping teeth across those sensitive areas. His fingers dug into her hips as he rubbed his dick up through her ass cheeks. He grinned as she struggled and shivered. 

Tulani was playing with those soft pink folds, slipping fingers through, pulling apart and licking soft edges. She traced fancy little patterns inside the slick folds. She pushed a finger in and wiggled as she slid in and out, before pulling out again and flicking across the hole. Elunara wiggled under the sensations. Tulani shoved two fingers in and slowly pumped them in and out in a casual pace. 

Grogek moved a hand forward and slid a finger across Elunara's clit, soft and slow, just barely stimulating the area. He shifted himself and nodded at Tulani, who removed her fingers. Shoving himself into her, he pumped a couple of times, before moving back and pushing into her ass. Elunara groaned and attempted to lean back, but was thwarted by the ropes. 

Tulani returned to her task, painstakingly covering every inch of the slick mess with her lips and tongue. 

Jordan chuckled. "Can I have a go at that, Tulani?"

Tulani stood up. "Be my guest." She grinned. 

Jordan knelt down and began to lick and taste Elunara. Tulani went for Elunara's breasts and cupped and rubbed them in her hands. 

"You guys are evil." Elunara wiggled and moaned. 

Grogek continued absently sliding in and out of her ass. "Maybe next time you won't be so childish." 

Jordan was pumping a pair of fingers in and out of her. "And make everyone worry."

Tulani licked Elunara's chest. "Or have a nasty tantrum." She kissed Elunara and ran her hands down Elunara's hips and ass. 

"Gee, Tulani," Jordan chuckled. "If you weren't wearing that skirt, I'd be in a fascinating position."

Tulani shoved her skirt to the floor and stepped over Jordan, so that her crotch was pressed against Elunara.

"Is... that supposed to be an invitation?" Jordan hazarded. 

"Yes." 

"Oh. OH! Alright." Jordan laughed as he slid the fingers of his other hand across Tulani's folds. He was surprised to find her already fairly wet. Still trying to keep a pair of fingers in Elunara, he shifted so that he could start the process of licking Tulani. He licked her soft folds and tasted her slick wetness. He teased them with his fingers, before sliding a finger up. Tulani laid her head back and moaned, gripping Elunara's breasts. Carefully, he slipped a second in and began to pump them both. He went a little faster on Tulani and was surprised when she clamped down on his fingers. 

Tulani rested against Elunara. "Well, I'm pretty done." She laughed as she dislodged herself from Jordan. "I'm certain you two can finish her up." 

"I know just how I want to." Jordan grinned. He stood up and shoved his pants off. Shifting position, he buried himself into Elunara's front. 

Grogek laughed. "That one usually is a favorite." He nodded. Both men began to pump themselves in and out of Elunara at a rapid pace. When her body clamped down, both men groaned and released themselves.

Grogek yanked at the rope and it came undone. He sat heavily on the bed. "That hook you had installed is actually pretty handy."

Elunara rubbed her wrists. "Yeah. We should use it more often. 

Jordan grabbed his pants out of the floor. "Ok, NOW I'm going to bed."

She brushed a kiss across his lips. "Good night, sugar."



For the Whored Ch. 102



The next morning, she headed down to the Warsong camp. She was pleased by the decorations and grandeur. 

Charnak met her near the altar. "The preparations are complete. Is there anything else you require?"

"Someone who can perform the ceremonies, I wish to sit and capture the moment for the ages."

"At once."

"I am going to sit, I wish for you to bring me anyone I have missed."

"Do you wish for me to sit?" Tylia blushed. 

"You can do as you please, my beauty. If you wish to work, go work. If you wish to sit, feel free." She waved her hand. 

Tylia sat down beside Elunara. "If I may be so bold."

"Speak your mind." Elunara brushed a hand down Tylia's hair. 

"This is all very surreal. While the Warsong and the Frostwolf have differing opinions on what is right for their clan, the end result is still that my people found me too timid and endlessly frustrating. Not wanting to be a burden on my clan, I left. The only reason Charnak even accepted me into... this army, was in his opinion, "even a great army could use a washer woman"." Tylia shook her head. "Now you wish for me to marry him? And you find my timid nature to be a strength? I just can't wrap my head around it. Or what you've had me do."

"Ah, but that's the thing, my beauty. You will come in to your own at Charnak's side. With you helping him, he will command thousands."

"Thousands?" Tylia squeaked.

"I knew it the moment I found you. You will be an extension of me, and you alone will bring Charnak to greatness. I cannot physically follow him where he goes, my role is too important. But as my most cherished avatar, you will bring him great strength."

"How will I do this?"

"By being you. You will find your spine, I am confident. But you do not need force to bring greatness to my army. No, it is your timid nature that is my greatest asset. A man like Charnak may think he needs a strong warrior bride, but he is wrong. He needs softness in his life. That is why Grogek remains far above Charnak; because he accepted this side." She motioned for the orc to leave and pulled a fresh sheet. "I am the Goddess of War and Mercy. Charnak is my war, and you are my mercy. There must always be a balance of the two in order to get the best result. You are my two halves made whole. I wish for you to marry so that I may properly bless the union." 

"I think I understand."

"Do not fear him, for I give you strength. You are unhappy with anything he does, you speak to me." 

"Yes, my goddess."

"Ma'am or Mistress works for you. It can grow tiring being called only by that title."

"Yes, Mistress."

"There is one other purpose you may serve."

"That is?"

"You will go a long way towards convincing any stray Frostwolf to join my army. For even though you were timid and easily cowed, you still found yourself chosen. Perhaps, an even greater and more difficult task, would be to show mercy to the Draenei. To bring these two great factions into one? Miraculous."

It was nearly dark before she had finished and she ordered several bonfires lit. She sat behind everyone on the platform and began to draw furiously. Once the vows were said and the ceremony near completion, she jumped off the platform and made her way to the front. She took the place of the shaman and held up Charnak and Tylia's joined hands. 

"Through this ceremony, Charnak the Fierce and Tylia the Gentle have become one in my image! May their union inspire greatness among the world of Draenor! Tonight we celebrate, and tomorrow, we spread the word! May all know that my army is the strongest and the most devoted."

She stepped back and held out her arms. Flexing her hand, the dagger appeared, and she began to channel her energy outward. Praying this silly little experiment would work, she tried to remember the focusing energy from before. Slowly, she rose into the air, great multi-colored wings sprouting from her back. The dagger channeled silver energy upwards and she transformed it into a sword. A sudden infusion from an outside source had everything exploding in brightness. She held the dagger in front of her, brandishing like a broadsword. 

The crowd below went wild with admiration, and the pair of orcs below her gawked in awe. She raised the sword in front of her, swung it in a way she hoped looked mysterious and then angled it down as she dropped down, her dagger piercing the large genesaur skull that made the base of her altar. The power went out across the crowd, infusing them with the light of her excess energy. 

She stood and waved the dagger around in an impressive display. "YOU ARE MY CHOSEN!"

The crowd knelt at once. "WE ARE YOURS, OUR GODDESS!"

"THE WORLD MUST KNOW! That my path, is the path of the strong, the proud, the merciful! Take my word across the land, and show them the will of your goddess! My chosen, I have tested you mightily and I will continue to test you until such time that I feel you are ready. Go! Bring me more believers. But, for tonight, we celebrate this union!" 

The crowd went wild. Deep into the celebration, she found Charnak and Tylia again. Taking each of their hands, she smiled. "Celebrate tonight as husband and wife. Then, I will grant you leave to take our message across the lands." She kissed Tylia gently on the mouth and then turned and gave Charnak a brain searing kiss. "My loves, I hope you enjoy yourselves immensely. I must be gone. I have much work to get back to. Show them your pictures, tell them your stories, challenge their best fighters, but always allow them to have the freedom of choice. That is most important to me. We do not start wars in my name, we end them. When you have returned to me, I will send you on your next task."

"But, my goddess..."

"Hush, Charnak. This is my will." She let go of their hands and disappeared into the crowd. 

Elunara made it back into town and closed her eyes. "Elune, I know that was you."

"Actually it wasn't."

"Who...?"

"Your kind calls them naaru. They understand that what you are trying to do would bring peace to their people. They question your methods, but don't disagree with your results."

"I don't even know what the hell I'm doing."

"It's enough that you try."

"Well, they're welcome, I guess." She sighed. "Still weird that I have an open line to you in my head."

"It is what it is. Now, go home."

She slipped out the back way, cloak covering her outfit. She really didn't want to explain why she was wearing her event dress, but she figured it'd add a nice flair to the procession. Making her way through, she found Charnak. 

"I wish to speak with you a moment." 

He frowned and climbed down from the platform. "Yes, my goddess."

"There is an Iron Horde encampment to the north east of here. This seriously displeases me and I wish to have them dealt with. Wipe them out so that I may take the land for myself and place my faithful there." She brushed her fingers under his chin. "Do this for me, and when you return with sufficient faithful, I shall regard you greatly."

He took her hand and kissed the palm. "Your will be done." 

Once he was back up on the platform, she went to the altar. She watched the organization of troops for some time, before throwing back her cloak and holding up her lit dagger. "GO WITH MY BLESSINGS!" She cried, before using the age old Night Elf trick of shadowmeld. She struggled to not laugh, while the orcs murmured in amazement before roaring. Stealthed, she dove through the trees and snuck on home. With a laugh she changed into normal clothes. 

"So now they're out of our hair for awhile."

"How long?"

"Honestly, I have no clue. I also have no clue how he expects to find more "faithful". I've basically sent him running around on a wild goose chase. With any luck, he'll wipe out that Iron Horde camp and then keep right on going. 

"And you're certain this whole marriage thing won't just turn them against you?" Admiral Duchie frowned.

"I have both of them under my power, so to speak. She's as malleable as the rest of them." She chuckled. "You should have seen them when I did the display. It was all fireworks, but they bought every word of it."

"Aren't you pushing this "goddess" thing too far?" Duchie snarled. 

"It's working." Renwa interrupted. "Regardless of how silly it is, it's working."

Elunara flexed her hand and held her dagger. Flipping it up, she formed the sword. "One of these days, those loonies are going to figure out this is worthless. I can't even cut anything with it. Watch." She sliced at the desk, but the light went harmlessly through.

"Then how were you able to break the skull?"

"Well, it's a demon skull, being attacked by pure light; it's kind of its thing." She shrugged and dismissed her dagger. 

"I have to ask, Lu, what finally broke your funk?"

"People have started treating my kids better." 

Renwa frowned and Zelinnia looked up from her work. 

She sighed. "No one has been actively mean, but some treat them both with a level of disgust or pity respectively. That's changed significantly in the past few days. And as it was put to me, "we were already brothers, but now it's an actual thing". They don't want to say it, but I managed to eek out a few extra words to the effect that, they believe they have to protect Zelinnia's babies for the same reason. They haven't told me who has said what, but people tend to not realize who's around them when they say things."

Zelinnia put a hand to her belly and Renwa reached out and stroked her back. "I guess that's the hazard of doing what we did." He sighed.

Elunara nodded. "I agree with my kid's assessment that people don't actively say these things because they're too damned afraid of the both of us." 

She walked through town, smiling and waving and felt like a stupid prom princess. She spotted John leaning against a building, looking around a corner. Reaching out, she grabbed him by the arm. He yelped and struggled, but froze when he spotted her. 

"It's not what it looks like!" 

"It looks like you're spying on someone."

"It's not... quite what it looks like?" He whimpered and kept looking back. "Please, please, just another couple minutes. I swear. I'm not doing anything bad... I just..." He looked over and froze.

Elunara followed his gaze and watched Tippy come out of her inn and head down to the market area. "Oh, I see how it is."

"PLEASE, I beg of you, don't tell her."

"That you're spying on her?"

"I'm not... spying. I just... I just wanted a glance." 

Elunara let go of his arm and sighed. "Start talking."

"Well, it's just..."

"If you use the word "just" one more time I'm going to smack you."

He swallowed hard. "You see, I've always liked her. She's so funny and tough and sweet and," He sighed. "So beautiful and she cooks like a dream. But my sister forbade me from ever speaking with her, because Tippy didn't believe the whole frail bit, not for a minute. For that alone she was practically my hero. Then... well, you know I'm just gutter trash now." 

Elunara eyed him. His clothes probably hadn't seen a good washing in months and the rest of him was a complete mess. With a nod she formed a plan. "Alrighty John, I think I can help you redeem yourself."

He clasped his hands together. "Really?"

"In the end, it will come down to how useful you are to me. You run a few tasks for me, and I might even see fit to get Tippy to be nice to you."

He grabbed her hands. "Anything!" 

"Right now, people ignore your existence, so you're perfect for what I have in mind."

Later, Elunara whistled as she walked into Tippy's inn. "Hey, can you make me one of those berry pies?" 

"What's the occasion?" 

"None really. I'm starting to feel bad for how much everyone hates John."

Tippy froze. "Didn't he try to rape Zelinnia?"

"No, he tried to humiliate her. In this case, there's actually a difference. His biggest sin is being bossed around by a domineering woman. He didn't want to actually harm Zelinnia, but he was just too damned afraid of his sister."

"You're awfully defensive of him." Tippy eyed her. 

"Far be it for ME to believe someone can have some redeeming quality to them." 

"Ok, I deserved that slap." 

"Anyway, I found him outside, having orgasmic fantasies about your food. So, I asked him what his favorite was, and he said berry pie." She shrugged. "I do shit for people all the time, why is this different?"

"Cause he hurt your friend?"

"He pissed her off. Well, yeah his words hurt her, but he was just parroting his sister. Who, by the way, I cut the heart out of. THAT was my revenge." 

Elunara stretched out on her couch. She really was going to have to reschedule people. At the knock on the door, she sighed. Opening the door, she wasn't the least bit surprised to find Zelinnia storming in the door. 

She turned and crossed her arms. "I heard you were being nice to John."

"I felt bad for him, Zel. YOU feel bad for him." 

Zelinnia sighed and sat very carefully on the couch. 

"You're not nine months, sweetie, you're not fragile."

"I take no chances."

Elunara sighed and flopped beside her. 

"I do feel a little bad for him. I mean, Kathleen ruined his life, and made him act like an idiot."

"Yeah, which is perfect for what I need him for."

Zelinnia blinked. "What?"

"He becomes my little bitch for the foreseeable future, and I try to find him a place in society. Also, he's got a massive crush on Tippy."

"WHAT?"

"You know me, always meddling."

"Oh, geez."

"I know, right?"

"Miss, I demand a husband? And you're going for JOHN?"

"He's perfect. He's crazy about her, they both hate his dearly departed sister, and he'll cow down to her at any given moment." Elunara put her hands behind her head. "I've had the bitchiest of times trying to find a husband for that harpy, and hey, look, here's dear old John, hiding around corners just to get a look at her."

Zelinnia giggled. "I would pay for a front row seat to THAT marriage."

Elunara tugged on Zelinnia's ponytail. "See, now you're following me."

"But, will you pull it off?"

"Hey, it's me."

Zelinnia sighed. "I came here prepared to tear you a new one. Now, I can't wait to see where this goes."

"It's me, my little lovely. I would never betray you." She massaged Zelinnia's neck. "Besides, before Grogek was slain, I had cut out Kathleen's black heart, so she could never bother you again."

"And I appreciate that. Some days, I lay awake and wonder, if you hadn't gone to deal with that bitch, could you have been there to defend Grogek?"

"No, I'd be just as dead and not been able to bring him back. Grogek fell into the trap, I managed to escape it, and in the end, it was that act that saved us all."

"That's good to know." Zelinnia laid her head on Elunara's shoulder. "You know, if someone had told me that my best friend would be a Night Elf, I would have fire blasted them. Then again, if someone had told me I'd shove my face in a Draenei's pussy, no one would have found the remains." 

Elunara silently counted. 

"Goddammit, I hate when I do that!" Zelinnia whacked her face. 

"I'm glad you think I'm your best friend." Elunara wrapped her arm around Zelinnia. "You're my best friend I'm not married to." 

"So, who's the best?"

Elunara groaned and flopped her head back. "Once again, Grogek is built for power, Jordan for speed, and Tulani for gentleness. There is NO comparison. It just doesn't happen."

"You've been asked before?"

"Jerry and Louis were having a debate over which male was better..."

Zelinnia almost choked. "Oh, my lord."

"Apparently, Louis has a major crush on Jordan, and Jerry..."

"No. No, no, no."

"Would love to bite that pillow."

"Nooooooo" Zelinnia smacked her face and leaned her head back. "I did NOT need THAT one!"

"Come on baby, just a little bit harder." Elunara whispered. 

"No, STOP, just STOOOOOOP!"

"Unfortunately for the both of them, both men are painfully straight." Elunara laughed. 

"Painful for whom?" Zelinnia giggled. 

"That's certainly one set of fantasies that will never be filled."

"So when are you going to reschedule? Johnathan was so disappointed, but he's been trying to hide it." She chuckled. "I'm not stupid." 

"I need to; I've just been so busy freaking out over this hero worship bullshit, that I haven't had my brain screwed on right." She cuddled Zelinnia for a few moments. "Hey, you keep the schedule, when are you two free?"

Several days later, John handed her a pack of papers. "Just as you asked."

She flipped through them and nodded. "Good." She handed him an envelope. "Take this to Ina. Tell her I told you to get a bath."

"A bath?"

"It's a wonder you're able to get ANYTHING with how much you reek."

"What of my clothes?"

"Ina will handle those. We can't have you looking any better too soon. So, go bathe. And do us all a favor, scrub twice." 

She flipped through. His work was a bit rambling, but he had potential. 

"What are you on about?" Jordan peered over her shoulder. 

She moved the papers. "I'm being nosy. Now shush." 

"It has to do with what Darguni told you, doesn't it?"

"Mostly. Realistically, I'm trying to get a feel for the place again. Everything has shifted. In order for me to feel more on my feet, I need to understand the people around me. A little eavesdropping is not going to hurt John's reputation, but nothing's dangerous enough to involve Gerald's skill. People aren't about to be honest to me right now, I need someone that people aren't paying attention to."

"Yeah, he's perfect." Jordan wrapped his arms around Elunara's waist. 

She flipped through. "His work is sloppy; he tries for everything and loses bits here and there. I can train him up though."

"Going to make a mission specialist out of him?"

"Possible. Either way, I'm going to work him."

"Does Renwa know this?"

"Yes. Duchie doesn't. I don't like that guy. I want to get Renwa away from Duchie for a little while. As of this moment, I can't get Renwa without him. I can only get information to Renwa through Zelinnia. Not that she'll lose anything, the woman has a mind like a steel trap... one that leaks embarrassing information." She snickered. "But, I'd rather deliver it myself." 

"Tell me when and I'll separate the two for you."

"Why didn't I think of that?"

"Because you've been distracted."



For the Whored Ch. 103



Jordan stepped into Renwa's office. "Admiral Duchie, I know you've been after me to show you what I do here. Well, I've managed to make some time, if you'd just follow me."

Duchie stood up. "Uh..."

Renwa waved at him. "Go on ahead. I still have to finish this paperwork."

Once they were out of the way, Elunara slipped into the office and closed the door. "Sir, I've been meaning to speak to you privately."

"Proceed."

"It's about Admiral Duchie. Quite frankly I think he's a moron and an asshole. My original plan had been to introduce Charnak and possibly make him Duchie's new trainer for the new area; however, I don't think he's qualified..."

Renwa held up a hand. "Duchie IS a moronic asshole and I'm quite sick of dealing with him."

Elunara let out the breath she'd built up.

"Some years ago, he used to be a friend. Now, I realize that I didn't spend enough time with him to understand what a useless asshole he is." Renwa walked to the window and peered out. 

Elunara snorted. "If he didn't have such pull with-"

"I'm going to stop you again. You have more pull with King Wyrnn than Duchie will ever have, and it pisses him off endlessly. How many times has he read your books?"

"Twice each, though some he has read repeatedly." 

"Can you tell which ones he's re-read?" 

"Yes. I keep detailed records of every book and who has read each one. Except for Zelinnia," She eyed the Blood Elf. "She yanked so many books over and over, that my system doesn't know what it's doing." 

"I was cross-referencing." 

"Yeah, I know." 

"Find those books; tell me what he was trying to figure out." Renwa shook his head. "All of that reading, and he was shocked as shit that your mother was Tyrande."

Elunara rolled her eyes. "I manage to not be surprised." 

"He does not speak to me unless spoken to." Zelinnia flipped another page. "I've decided I'm fine with that." 

"You know that bothers me." He sighed. 

"Elunara taught me better." Zelinnia gave a cat smile.

"He also refers to her as "that Blood Elf" instead of by her name." Renwa grit his teeth. 

"Any idea what he plans?"

"I'm hoping your books might give us leads. The end result is, he should have been outside starting his own town months ago. Yet, he sits in my office as if it is his and he's rude to pretty much everyone I consider a friend. Everyone has to call him Admiral, even me."

"Lame." Elunara tugged a sheet out of her pocket and handed it to Renwa. "John brought me this."

Renwa frowned at the paper. "I'd heard you were using him. This... makes no sense."

"It took me several tries to understand it myself. Duchie is privately recruiting, but doing a shitty job of it. John caught him several times offering bribes and incentives to get people to leave here, but he's done a poor job of selecting. This is a tally sheet. If you follow these lines here..."

Zelinnia walked over and snatched out the sheet. She studied it for several moments. "That fucking asshole." She marched to a cabinet and began yanking seemingly random sheets. She laid them out on the conference table. Once she was done, she gestured. "That stupid bastard has been trying to siphon funds."

Elunara put her hand on a sheet of paper. "Well, shit."

Renwa blinked at it several times, turning his head this way and that. "Zel, my love, I have no fucking idea what you just did."

Zelinnia groaned. "It's actually very clear." She went into lecture mode and spent several minutes detailing what she had put together. 

"See, this is why you're perfect." Renwa brushed his lips against hers.

"But, WHY is the question." 

Zelinnia shrugged. "This note is only part of the issue." She gathered the sheets together and started re-filing them. 

"How did John get this?"

"Duchie wadded it up and threw it in a bucket. If John hadn't heard him earlier, he wouldn't have bothered. As it was, he thought the page would please me." 

"I see why you want to work him. Very well, keep me informed. You're his trainer now."

"Understood."

"For now, we keep this business between the three of us. I know how you are Elunara, but your family needs to be in the dark for now."

"They think I'm using John for a different purpose. Jordan has an idea, but he thinks I'm just here to complain about Duchie's incompetence. I'll deal with John's involvement." She tucked the note back into her pocket.

Renwa nodded. "Good. I don't have to tell you about keeping this to the vest."

The door slammed open and Duchie marched in, followed on his heels by Jordan. Duchie froze and stared at Elunara. He narrowed his eyes and sat down. "Your HUSBAND deliberately humiliated me in front of the troops." He turned to Renwa. "I DEMAND an apology."

"Ok, first off, how? Second off, why? Third... Well, you get the idea." Elunara smirked. 

"He wanted me to address the troops, so I went through the motions..."

"HAH! You set me up!"

Jordan shook his head in disbelief. "How was I supposed to know that the band on your pants was broken?"

"Am I to understand that one of my best and most reliable officers, PANTSED a superior officer in front of the troops?"

"I did no such thing." 

"It's all because of HER!" Duchie pointed at Elunara. "Ever since she came to this town and taken it over, the morals of this town have all but disintegrated. Her so called family is no different. Nothing but disgusting perversion. " He crossed his arms. "A severe lack of discipline all around. I'll be writing to King Wrynn, mark my words."

"So marked." Elunara smiled politely. She slipped an arm around Jordan's. "Come, my HUSBAND, let's go do more perverted things."

"I'm always up for that."

Once outside and out of ear shot, she dropped her arm and took his hand. "Alright, now I have to know how you pulled it off... literally."

"I actually didn't. One of our stops was over at the leatherworking shop. Lucy was finishing up his belt order, putting some finishing touches in the design. Admiral moron began berating Sam for letting an untried novice finish his belt. Then started going on about how she was a disgrace to the army for quitting, and how he would see to it that King Wyrnn would have her shipped back to Stormwind, followed by how absurd it was that Sam would let Lucy even work there, on the words of a disgraced whore. By his first insult, Lucy started digging too deep into the pattern, by time he was through; she'd punched a series of holes so close together they made a break line. All I had to do was wait for a fun moment and..."

"Oh, that is priceless."

"Our men are disciplined enough to not laugh at superior officer... unless signaled to beforehand."

"That guy is a complete and utter asshole. Even Renwa hates him." 

"That's good to know."

"Renwa wants a way to be rid of him, without giving him a town to lord over."

Jordan snorted. "He couldn't buy loyalty if he tried. He's also a lazy shit; he doesn't have what it takes to be Renwa."

Elunara stopped. "That's it. He's not after his own town, he's after THIS town."

"Not going to happen."

"Maybe not..." She dropped his hand and ran back home. Not bothering to check the door, she bolted into her library and started digging in her desk.

"What's the matter?"

She found her log book and held out a hand. Several books began to glow. She snagged them all down and began flipping through. "Duchie has read every book in here twice, and then picked out several he's asked for a number of times. After all of that reading, he's still shocked over certain details, like my mother being Tyrande."

"Uh, that's a pretty big detail."

"My log book is enchanted to tell me what books have been touched by whom, and for how long. Look, this one is my earliest contact with Renwa, this one is the time period where we were lovers, and then next few are all in relation to Renwa in some way, according to the log book, he was especially interested in the encounter that broke Renwa's obsession."

"But why?"

"Because this is Renwa's town. Sure, people went all hero worship on me, but that'll fade over time. The real heart is Renwa." She tapped a finger on the book.

"You don't think..."

"Possibly? I need more. This is where John will come in handy." She shook her head. "I don't trust that little shit Duchie as far as I can throw him. He's up to something, and he's either not very good at it, or the bumbling is an act."

"We need to tell Renwa."

"I will, I have an appointment with him in a couple of days."

"So you finally started scheduling again?" 

"Yes, actually. I still needed to contact a few people, but they're already lining back up." 

He pressed his mouth to hers. "That's my good girl."

"Hey, that's my line!"

Elunara jogged over to Tippy's and found herself a seat. Tippy started to walk over, but Elunara help up her hand. John came in, his head down, his shoulders hunched, as he made his way to Elunara's table. She noted how everyone glared at him. 

"Give." 

He slid the package over. 

She perused the packet and nodded before she signaled to Tippy. 

Tippy eyed the both of them. "Well?"

"A pair of sandwiches."

"I want to know what's going on in my inn." She put a hand on the table and a fist on her hip.

"I'm training John."

"Training him for what?"

"To make something of himself. Now, are you gonna feed us or what?" 

Tippy harrumphed before walking away. 

"Oh, please don't upset her."

"Nah, I'm just speaking in a language she understands, it's called sass." Elunara clapped him on the arm. "When dealing with people, you have to learn how each person's mind works, before you can get in and do your job. You've spent your life at the hands of your crazed sister. Then, you were stupid, and now you're living on the outskirts of life. You should have picked up something about people, when as you dodged them in fear. For what I'm teaching you, you need to listen, observe, and stay hidden. You've learned how to hide, now we work on the rest."

Tippy dropped a pair of plates on the table. 

Elunara handed her some money. 

Tippy eyed the sum, before turning and walking away. 

"The only way you can redeem yourself at this point, is to be seen in my company. Even if that has its own connotations." She bit into her sandwich. She swallowed her bite. "Why are you crying?"

"Because I can have one of Tippy's sandwiches." He very slowly and carefully ate every bite and crumb. 

"If you make me happy enough, I might even convince Zelinnia to aid in this... recovery."

"You really mean it?" He ran his fingers along the plate. 

"Yes. Now get back to work." She plucked the plate out of his hands.

Tippy marched over. "What exactly are you training him to do?"

"Eventually, I plan on making a mission specialist out of him. He's got good potential. Right now, I'm having him transcribe notes, write down observations. Cheesy things. He spent time in the army, but had so many absences he became useless. He lived under his sister's thumb so he became cowardly. Man like that requires a strong female influence to keep him on track. I'm just starting him off." Elunara handed the plate up to Tippy. "Plus, he cries over your food." She whistled as she walked out.

She frowned down at her unfinished work. It just wasn't her style to leave it this way. Gathering up her pages into her board, she took the bundle outside and was met by John, who was struggling to breath.

He held up a sheet of paper. "I thought this would interest you."

She frowned and took the page. Her eyes widened. "This is accurate?"

He nodded as he tried to catch his breath.

With a groan, Elunara stepped back into her house and put her board on the kitchen table. She stepped out again. "Good work, return to it." She rushed past him. 

She knocked on Renwa's door.

"ENTER!"

She stepped in and looked around, before locking the door and approaching his desk. She put the page down.

"Terrance is Duchie's son?"

"According to this conversation. As for the other thing? All of the entries he has returned to are about you. Our first interactions, when we were lovers, including the interaction that broke your... fixation. Of course he doesn't remember anything pertaining to me, he's after you."

"But, whatever for?"

"He doesn't want his own town, he wants this one."

"Previously, I'd have told you that you've lost your mind. At this point? I don't even know any more."

"I'm going to have to have a talk with Jenny." Elunara tapped her chin.

"Discretion."

"You know me. Plus, her and Mark are my clients."

She stopped by home and snagged her board before heading out and making house calls. She worked her way around town, setting up sessions and filling in fine details on her boards. A direct attack would be too obvious, so she meandered. She knocked on the door.

Mark opened the door and brushed a hand through his hair. "Oh, Elunara. Come in. Maybe you can help her."

"What's wrong?" Elunara stepped in and closed the door.

"She won't stop barfing." He sighed. "I hope she didn't eat something wrong. You never know with this stupid planet. I once ate some berries that made me lose my eyesight for a week. It was horrible."

"Just show me." 

He led the way to the back room. Jenny was curled up on a bed, clinging to a bucket for dear life. Elunara passed the board to him and made her way over. She laid a hand on Jenny's side and channeled energy into her. 

"That should ease the nausea. The good news is; you're not dying. The... "I'm not sure how you're going to take it" news, is you're pregnant." Elunara jumped when her board clattered to the floor. 

"We're going to have a baby?" He whispered.

Jenny moaned. "Why does no one tell you it'll be like this?"

"Because it's usually not." Elunara rubbed a wet cloth on Jenny's forehead. "I hate to inform you, you might wind up with the same sickness I had. I couldn't function. But, since you're a pair of humans from the same time, I doubt you'll have the size issue. This world just doesn't like your body. The nausea SHOULD pass by the third month of this."

"Three months?" Jenny whimpered. 

"We'll talk to Ina about getting you a midwife, or someone who can help ease the nausea and keep you on track while you deal with this." Elunara cocked her head to the side. "I might know somebody."

"Bless you." Jenny sighed. 

Mark climbed into the bed and put his hand on Jenny's stomach. 

Elunara chuckled. "I have yet to figure out why people do that."

"But, you were pregnant too." Mark frowned. 

"Honey, I still don't get a lot of things about pregnancy and childbirth and babies and shit. Tulani did most of the work, because I was at a complete loss." Elunara laughed. "But it was ok, Tulani had always wanted a baby, but could never have one."

"Yeah, I guess with her being female set..." Mark frowned and rubbed Jenny's hip. 

"Hey, Jenny, I know this is an awful time, but I had a question."

"You keep channeling that anti nausea thing, and you can ask me any damned thing you want."

"What do you know of your parents?"

"Ok, that was a little odd." She put a hand to her forehead. "Momma was a single mother, and I don't really know much about my dad. I'm not sure I ever met him. A couple of times Ter... er, my brother told me that dad was dead, and then mom would yell at him. She said that he was in the army, decorated officer or something. My brother called her delusional; said she needed a man to straighten her out." She groaned. "He was always on about male dominance. Complete loon. Why?"

"He was ranting again. Figured I'd come get the truth."

"The truth is, my brother is completely crazy, I don't know why you let him live."

Elunara headed on down and knocked on the next door.

Terica blinked and let her in. "Can I help you?"

"How are things going?"

She smiled and clasped her hands together. "Things are going much better now that Lucy is finally happy with herself." She sighed. "She had been so miserable for so many years, it's almost bizarre to see her so happy at what she does."

"And how have you been?"

"Bored out of my mind. There's always so much to do in Stormwind, but here it's a little confining."

"How about a job or two?"

"Huh?"

"Friends of mine, Mark and Jenny, just found out she's pregnant." 

"Oh, how delightful! But what does that have to do with me?"

"Jenny's in for a rough one. She's going to need some help around the house until the nausea months pass. All you would do is run chores for her. She's really nice, just not doing well right now. Once her nausea passes, which I say might be three months? You would then head over to my friend Zelinnia and help her out. She's due with her second child, and is going to need an extra hand. Its day work, and it'll get you out of the house and help you make a friend or two."

"Hmm."

"Give it some thought, let me know. I have other stops to make." Elunara gave Terica an absent kiss on the cheek before walking out. She stopped looked back, and sighed. "Shit, I'm sorry. I'm so used to Tulani and Zelinnia." 

"Uh, no. It's... fine?"

Elunara sighed. "Again, sorry. Just a habit." She walked away with a grin. 

Elunara stuck her head in Renwa's door. "Don't worry about sending for a nanny, I've found someone to cover it."

Renwa blinked. "You-"

She closed the door and walked down to the healer building. "Ina!"

"What?" 

"Jenny's going to need some help with nausea for awhile. She's knocked up, and having my time of it."

"Oh, damn." Ina sighed. "I'll send Tia over, that's her specialty." 

"Thanks Ina, you're a peach." 

"You're damned right I am."

Elunara gave Savage an absent scratch. "You're so well behaved. Though you're probably just happy I'm wandering around again." He made a purring noise and she giggled at him.

"That's a pleasing sound."

She turned around and smiled. "Hey, Sugarbear. I was headed down to see you."

"Had to change my shirt." They exchanged kisses. "It's good to see you out with your board."

"I've been rescheduling people like mad."

"Good."

She took his hand and they walked back to the training yard. "Were you there when Duchie lost his pants?"

"I was nearby, yes." 

"You know he's blaming Jordan."

Grogek rolled his eyes. "I'm certain the list of suspects is long and varied."

"Lucy did it." Elunara grinned. "She sabotaged his belt."

He barked a laugh. "Now, that's impressive."

"I wonder if he'd make his own mother call him "admiral"."

"Most likely." 

She kissed him again and headed off for the top of the hill. Once comfortable, she began to draw again.

Elunara tapped her finger on the counter. "Hey Mitsy."

"Are you finally caving in to my offers of a makeover?" Mitsy grinned.

"No, he needs a haircut." Elunara jerked her head at John.

"Him?" Mitsy's nose wrinkled. 

"He's in my employ."

"Your..."

"Ew, no." Elunara shook her head. "He's trying to earn some favor back by proving he's not a louse or a moron. I'm helping him. And quite frankly, his hair is a mess. How can he look presentable like that?"

"But... Zelinnia..."

"Has tentatively forgiven him, based on how useful he can make himself."

Tippy walked in the door and froze in place. "The hell?"

Elunara looked back at her. "Hey." She turned back to Mitsy. "Consider it that personal favor you owe."

Mitsy smacked her hand on the counter. "Fine." She jerked a perfectly manicured nail at Elunara. "And only because you asked me to."

"Elunara, I'm starting to think you're stalking me." Tippy put her hands on her hips. 

"Mitsy, how often do I come into this building?"

Mitsy pouted. "Never."

"So, I would have to come into this building at some point to even know how often you come in here. I just want John to get his damned hair cut." She flicked it. "It's disgusting."




For the Whored Ch. 103



"It really is." Mitsy made a face as she started running her fingers through it. "They don't call me magic for nothing."

Jeane ran forward with a huff. "Forgive me Tippy, I'm just running so behind today."

"I leave you to it." Elunara walked out with a whistle.



For the Whored Ch. 104



Elunara flipped through the papers. "How does it feel to look like a soldier again?"

"It feels amazing. Thank you for the room."

She shrugged. "Renwa is being generous."

"I can't repay either of you enough."

"Now we move on to the next step."

"Next step?"

"Your most important asset is your appearance. I have allowed you to get cleaned up for one purpose and one purpose only." She held up a finger. "Tippy. Under ordinary circumstances, I would not have allowed the transformation, because a bumbling scumbag is much more useful than a well dressed soldier. We may have cleaned you up, but we need you to appear as utterly useless as possible, so that you may continue to gather intel."

"But I..."

"Should you ever get back to Stormwind, I think you have potential for the SI:7 and would recommend you. You have experience that you haven't even thought to use yet. In order to maintain your bumbling disguise, we're going to have to arrange a few acts of stupidity."

"But, Tippy..."

"We're actually going to use Tippy. 

"But..."

"Stop second guessing me. Who was the top agent? Me. Who had the highest success rate? Me. Now, listen up. By time I'm done with you, Tippy will be championing your cause. You would become completely useless to me if everyone thinks you're my little pet. I now have to dismiss you as useless for anything but sitting in my office and organizing my papers."

"But, I don't do that."

"Exactly. Now, follow me."

"I already KNOW Tippy's market route. This is a stupid place to stand."

"Now you're catching on." She disappeared.

He frowned after her. 

"What are you doing?"

John jolted upright and turned around. "Tippy! I... I'm sorry, I was just... I didn't mean..."

"JOHN!" Elunara stomped over. "Goddammit, can't you stay on task? Save the hero worship for when you're off clock."

John's face went scarlet. He looked back and forth between the two women before turning and running.

Elunara sighed. "Save me from love sick idiots." She muttered before chasing after him. 

Tippy stared after them. "Love sick?"

John leaned half way out from behind a building and sighed.

"Man, you really suck at this spying thing." Jordan said loudly. 

John jumped out and started flailing his arms up and down. "I wasn't! I mean, I don't! I just wanted a look!" He put his hands over his face and ran away.

Jordan scratched the back of his head. "Man, Elunara is going to kill me."

Tippy stared as Jordan walked away. 

Elunara flipped open her board and considered. At the knock on the door she absently opened it and waited as Tippy stormed in. 

"You need to get your little toad under control!" She stomped a foot. 

"I take it it's working."

"It?"

Elunara filled in a few sketches. "John's a bumbling moron, isn't he?"

"Everywhere I turn!"

"Then he's doing a good job."

"Huh?"

Elunara scratched her neck before adding some more to her work. She sat the board to the side. "John is under my employ, and I've been teaching him the art of fitting to a role. If you think he's being a total putz, then he's fitting to the role I gave him. Forgive me, but he has this massive crush on you, so I figured it would be fitting to have him practice his stupidity on you. I have to say, he's coming along quite well."

Tippy just stood there with her mouth hung open. "You..."

"I'm sorry, did I break you?"

Tippy shoved her finger at Elunara. "YOU DID WHAT?"

"That's more like it." Elunara chuckled. "Listen, this can't go beyond here, but John is actually pretty good at what I need him to be doing. At some point I'll be able to tell you what, but it's sensitive information for now. If we get back to Stormwind, I'm going to recommend him for the SI:7. It's dangerous work, but an agent that's any good would certainly be a prize." Elunara grinned. 

"Are you suggesting..."

"Hey, you're the one who ordered a husband. He's sweet, he's pretty well built, he'll listen to the dominant woman in his life, he worships the ground you walk on, oh, and he thinks no one on or off planet can cook better than you can." Elunara put a hand on Tippy's shoulder. "You're a tough one to shop for, honey. But, I think I did fairly well."

Tippy flopped down on the couch. "You're mad!"

She shrugged and tucked one arm under the other, using her free hand to gesture. "I know his reputation is total shit right now, but that's to my advantage. I'm certain, that should you two date... I think the sparks will fly."

"How..."

"You've got plenty of time to give it some thought, seeing as how I need his reputation to remain shit. But once this little... farce blows over, I'm sure you can finish up his redemption."

"Buh?"

"You're both such stunning conversationalists." Elunara laughed. 

"My head hurts." She said at last. 

"I get that a lot." She grinned. "Before you ask, no I haven't had him. In fact, I'm not sure anyone has." She shook her head and went into her library. She popped the hidden box and took the book into the living room. "This," She passed over the book. "is what his sister was threatening him with, when he staged his attack on Zelinnia." 

Tippy flipped it open and nearly threw it in the floor. She grabbed the book at the last second and began to flip through. "Oh Gods, what IS this?"

"It's a manual on how to torture men, usually through their penis. She was threatening to use this on him, every time he didn't do what she said." Elunara tugged it back. 

Tippy shuddered. "No damned wonder he was terrified of that dumb bitch."

"At first, he thought they were just childish games, but slowly she got meaner. Eventually, she reached a point where he felt trapped with a lunatic, and he couldn't figure out how to escape, so he did something REALLY stupid, hoping that he could be arrested and locked safely out of her range." 

"So he attacked Zelinnia."

"So he embarrassed her, in hopes of looking like he attacked her. Mostly, He just hiked her skirt up in front of Renwa. So she decked him." 

Tippy laughed. "Good for her."

"She actively feels bad for him. What he did was stupid, and there were plenty of other ways out of it, but she doesn't think he should be eternally punished for poor life choices."

"I guess."

"I can always keep looking for you, but do me a favor, and try not to let John or anyone else know what I told you. I gotta train him somehow."

Tippy sighed. "I'll give him a shot; or at the very least try to be nice to the man."

"I swear, if he cries on me... I'll punch you both." 

"I'll keep that in mind."

Knowing what Elunara told her, spotting John became a bit of a game over the next several days. Finally she stopped in an alley with a sigh. "I know you're back there."

John stepped out and blushed. "I'm sorry."

"Come on."

"What?"

"Maybe you can help me knead dough or something."

"But..."

"If Elunara has something to say about it, she can talk to me." She put her hand on her hip. "You can start by hauling my basket."

John jogged up and took the basket. "Of course."

"Now, I know Elunara's got you running papers around like a courier, but maybe I could use some help in my kitchen every now and then. We'll just have to see how useful you can be."

He trotted along behind her like a happy dog.

Elunara sat on the couch, her board in her lap as she added detail to her work. Suddenly John exploded in the door, a grin on his face. 

"Elunara! You won't believe-"

"HEY!" She pointed at him with her pencil. "YOU KNOCK ON THAT GODDAMNED DOOR! Do you hear me? Unless one of my family is in life threatening danger, you KNOCK ON THAT GODDAMNED DOOR!"

He halted; eyes wide. "I'm sorry; none of your signs were up..."

"That doesn't give you permission to not fucking knock! You are NOT one of my family, you are NOT a member of this household, you will KNOCK and WAIT like everybody else."

He dropped to his knees and put his hand and head on the floor. "Please forgive me. I don't want to mess up what I have been given by angering you."

She glared at him over her board. "Now go close the fucking door, before I shove this pencil up your ass."

He scrambled to close the door and then crept closer to her. 

"NOW you may speak."

"Tippy asked me to carry her basket, and then offered to let me help in her kitchen when I'm not running for you."

Elunara raised her eyebrow. "This is good. You can hear a lot from that kitchen. A perfect opportunity really; if I do say so myself." She tapped her pencil.

"But..."

"If you say "but" to me one more time, I will crack you across the head with my board. I get it, Tippy was nice to you. Don't go jetting to the moon just yet. Keep that tiny brain in your pants, where it's supposed to be. Getting overly excited at every little positive thing in your life will make it that much more difficult if you want to become a mission specialist. I might add that many mission specialists are married with no issues, and are highly sought after as husbands."

He frowned and fidgeted. 

"I'm not knocking you down, I'm keeping you realistic. There's a serious problem going on and you damned well know it. Focusing too hard on Tippy could cost someone their life."

He straightened up. "You're right. Tell me what I should do."

Tulani walked in giggling. 

Elunara glanced up from her boards. "Yeeees?"

"I take it you're behind Tippy's new assistant?"

"Me? Meddle? What gave you THAT idea?"

"Because I know you?" Tulani raised an eyebrow, even as she leaned in for a kiss.

"I'd be insulted if it wasn't true." She gently tugged on one of Tulani's horns and brought her further down. 

Tulani eyed the board. "Well, THAT's a fascinating picture." She sat down on the couch and leaned over. 

"Lady wants to surprise her husband with an extremely intimate portrait to keep in his wallet."

"Dangerous place for such a picture."

"I think that's her idea." Elunara shrugged. "Its work."

"You know, you haven't done my picture in awhile, it could have all changed since then." Tulani grinned. 

"Hm, I just might have to check."

Tulani stood up and walked to the front door. Sticking her head out of the door, she flipped the signs and then closed the door and locked it. Elunara grinned as she flipped to fresh sheets.

"So, I decided to work from home today, but swung by Tippy's for a bite to eat, and what do I see, but John in the back kitchen, kneading dough and panting over Tippy."

"So long as he keeps his ears open, he can lick her ass for all I care." She sketched Tulani's movements. 

"That's an interesting visual." Tulani stopped and began unbuttoning her top. She grinned at Elunara. "I think it's kind of sweet, in a perverse kind of way. If anything," She tugged her shirt open, bit by little bit. "It'll make Tippy stop bitching at us." 

"Wait, stop right there." Elunara licked her lips as she furiously drew Tulani as she was. "Gods, you look sexy like that. Shirt mostly open, breasts hanging out." She flicked her eyes up and down. "Perhaps we should experiment with clothing..." She considered. "Alright, you can continue." Elunara grinned. 

With a laugh, Tulani returned to unbuttoning her shirt. She tugged the garment off and tossed it to the side. She slid her skirt down her legs with painstaking slowness. 

"Wait." Elunara whispered. "Just like that, my beauty. Just... like that." She sketched with painstaking accuracy just to capture the beauty of the scene. Tulani bent halfway over, breasts hanging down, tail slightly elevated. Her mouth watered as she traced the curves of the hips, the tilt of the head, the angle of the leg and the folds of the fabric. "Alright." 

Tulani pushed the skirt down and grinned. "I like that I can tease the great and wonderful Elunara."

"You drive me crazy." Elunara changed to the chair as Tulani sat on the couch. 

Tulani leaned back on the couch and spread her legs while Elunara drew like a maniac. She slipped her fingers down through her folds and spread herself out, running the fingers up and down, sliding through. She teased the wetness out, spreading it all around the opening, up into the soft curls and back down again.

"Wait." Elunara swallowed and sketched the position of Tulani's fingers, the curves and creases, adding detail where the shine of slick wetness glistened. "Now." She whispered.

Her other hand ran along the inside of her thigh, sliding against the lips and hair. She slid the wet hand out, putting her wetness on the inside of her thigh, and moving the clean hand in to repeat the process. Finally she slid both hands down and used two fingers on each side to spread herself open.

"Oh, please wait." Elunara groaned as she added the new sketch. She changed to a fresh page and drew the entire scene from scratch. Finally satisfied with her work, she tossed the board down and slid off of the chair, kneeling in front of Tulani.

Tulani held herself open as Elunara buried her face. She slid her tongue in and licked the wonderful wet center. Tulani groaned and put one hand on Elunara's head. Elunara contented herself by tasting every wet centimeter, using her tongue in fascinating patterns and rhythm. She kissed and licked Tulani's thighs, ran her fingers through the woman's short hairs, and even gave attention to her asshole using fingers. Tulani rocked her hips and thighs, groaning as her fingers tangled in Elunara's hair. 

"Come for me, my lovely. I so love it when you do." She buried herself back into Tulani's wet center. Teasing the clit gave Elunara the desired reaction. Tulani bucked and shuddered against her. 

Elunara sat up and cupped Tulani's breasts. "You've made me want to do this since you started tugging your shirt open. She slid her tongue against one nipple, as she gently pinched and tugged the other one. With her teeth, she put gentle, teasing pressure on the nipple, before wrapping her lips around it and sucking. Tulani gasped and grabbed at Elunara's shirt. Elunara started running her tongue over the rest of Tulani's breast, giving gentle sucking kisses to the outside area. 

"Can I try something, my lovely?"

"What?" Tulani gasped.

Elunara dug under the couch and held up a small metal penis. "I know it's not your desired shape, but I designed it with you in mind."

"I... I guess so."

"It's a little cold... but that might be fun too." Elunara grinned and pressed it against Tulani's wet folds. 

She gave a soft gasp when the cold metal touched. "Oh, that's... different."

Elunara gently pushed it in as Tulani leaned back and groaned. "If you don't like it, let me know, ok?"

Tulani nodded, and Elunara pushed it in. She held it by the end and began to pump it in and out. Tulani grasped Elunara's arms, "That's... actually enjoyable."

"Good." She returned her attention to Tulani's nipples. She cupped a breast and sucked on the skin, bringing gasps and moans out of Tulani. She worked her way up Tulani's chest, across the collarbone and on to the shoulder. She licked and sucked the sensitive skin and scraped her teeth across, causing Tulani to shudder under her. She moved again, and as she worked the metal dick, enjoyed the flavor of Tulani's' mouth. 

Tulani shivered and dug her nails into Elunara's skin. 

Elunara pulled it out and grinned. "Much better size?"

"Yes."

"I tried to keep it no bigger than my two fingers. I'm still figuring out shapes. Perhaps something less blatant?" She tugged her board and made a couple of notes.

Tulani laid her head back and laughed. "You can't help yourself, can you?"

Elunara grinned. "Guilty." She tossed down her pencil and climbed on the couch, wrapping her arms around Tulani's waist. 

Tulani leaned back and cuddled with Elunara. 

"You've gotten bolder."

"You've taught me well." 

Elunara absently stroked her fingers through the soft hairs. "You're always so pretty." She kissed Tulani's shoulder.

Tulani laid her head on Elunara's shoulder. "And you're always so sweet. Except when you're screaming like a banshee in a rage." 

"Hardy har har. Go sew something."

Tulani giggled and kissed Elunara's cheek. "I think I'll go sew something special."



For the Whored Ch. 105



Elunara handed John her board. "Today you're going to look like a flunky. Jitter, misspell, ask stupid questions. Don't care if you fumble the board a time or two and spend too much time trying to clean it back up."

"Generally look incompetent." 

"Now you're getting it." She nodded. "Let's go make some rounds."

"I thought you said Kelly was on the fifth."

"No, I said Kelly was on the FOURTH. Clean the shit out of your ears." Elunara was surprised to see Renwa at the training yard with Duchie. She grinned and kept bitching at John for stupidity. They came up to Renwa. 

"I see you're still trying to make him work." Renwa sneered.

"He's awful, but I make due."

"So Reba is..."

"Rebecca." Elunara rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Do you actually listen, or are you too busy fantasizing about Tippy?"

John blushed and dropped his board. "Sorry! Sorry!" He stooped down and hastily yanked papers on to the board.

"By the Gods, treat my paper with respect or I'll kick your fucking ass."

"Sorry." He grumbled. "I'm fucking trying."

"What was that?"

He shook his head. The papers mostly back in place; he stood up and popped the board closed.

"Hey, do you know how much damage a crease can do?" She put her hands on her hips.

He recognized that sound, and without even thinking about what he was doing, John held the board up. An arrow cracked through the back of it and broke out through the center. Everyone just stared at the board in his hand.

"Damn, John. I don't know if I should be pissed you broke my board, or impressed you blocked that shot."

Renwa wiped a hand across his mouth. "I do believe I'm impressed he just saved my life."

A soldier ran up. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I don't know what happened!" He held up the bow. "My shot went wild when the bow splintered."

Grogek marched up. "Let me see that."

The soldier swallowed hard and handed the bow over. "It was an accident, I swear."

"There's been damage to the wood." He frowned. "CHECK ALL OF THE EQUIPMENT NOW!" He bellowed.

Admiral Duchie put his hands on his hips. "Are you saying this was sabotage?"

Elunara glared at Duchie. "I guess we'll find out, won't we?"

"Are you accusing me...?"

"I don't know how I did that." John was turning the board this way and that, looking at the arrow. He touched the tip and sliced his finger open.

"Whatever you just did, you've just saved my life." Renwa put a hand on John's shoulder. "And that means a lot."

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."

"You're dripping blood on it." Elunara took the board and snapped the tip off of the arrow and dislodged it from the board. Grabbing his wrist, she pumped enough energy in his hand to seal the cut. "Well, you're not completely useless, I guess." 

Grogek added more weapons to the pile. "More than half of our weapons have been damaged, some beyond repair, many just simply to cause injury. Some of these will have to be re-forged, others replaced completely."

"Don't you people inspect this regularly?" Duchie snarled.

"We do a mass inspection once a month, and a daily inspection just before the weapon is put up. There are logs." Jordan handed over a log to Renwa. "Most of the items before you were inspected the night before and shown to have no defects. Our soldiers are supposed to give a cursory inspection when they pick up a weapon." He shook his head. 

"Incompetence!" 

"No." Elunara examined some of the weapons. "This had to of happened last night. If you look, the cuts in the wood are very precise, intending to have it fail in a certain direction. On top of that, the wood hasn't had time to discolor from use. These can't be older that eight or ten hours? Tops." She tossed the bow to Renwa.

"I agree with Elunara." 

Jordan snorted. "If I didn't know any better, I'd swear this was supposed to look bad on me. I'm the one who holds final inspection of the weapons at night."

"Funny how that works." Elunara murmured. "Well, in any event, I think we should send a message to Varian, see if we can get him to toss us some freshly forged weapons. That'll make up lost time." She tapped a finger to her chin. "In fact, I'll write it." 

"Thank you, Elunara." Renwa nodded.

"Why her?" Duchie frowned. 

"She is the Envoy, and King Wrynn's personal friend. Her letters don't get tangled in the usual red tape."

Elunara and Renwa exchanged a smirk.

"Then I want to see this letter first!"

Elunara raised an eyebrow. "Now I know why you read my books so often... the smut." She shook her head. "I'm pretty sure, Varian would consider some of the things I usually put in my... letters, to be a matter of PERSONAL secrecy."

"You are making an OFFICAL request!"

"No, I'm writing a letter. An official request might take us a couple of months. This will work much faster." She brushed her fingers across his cheek. "I can be very... persuasive." 

He shuddered and stepped back.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a letter to write."

She sent the letter through a personal courier. While she was at it, she tossed in a few letters to the SI:7.

"I fail to see why you insisted on using THAT courier, when we have a perfectly good one." Duchie crossed his arms.

"Because he's SI:7 and the courier Varian and I always use." She turned and left. 

Varian ran a finger on the map and frowned. He looked up as the courier ran in and handed him a letter. Recognizing Elunara's flowery script, he rolled his eyes. Taking it, he opened it up and leaned a hip against the table. It didn't take him long to understand the message beneath the frill.

Elunara sat on top of the hill, drawing the scene below. As predicted, training had practically come to a screeching halt. They trained bodies and fists, instead of weapons and tactics. Grogek took the time to show them all how to go from weaponed, to disarmed, and how to survive or even win, without use of their weapons.

Duchie had taken to standing on the platform, just glaring down at the activities. She would have given anything to know what was in that tiny brain of his. 

She spotted the arrival of Varian. Making sure he was looking up, she waved her arms in a specific pattern before snatching up her board and heading down to the platform. She tossed the crumpled paper and watched it flame out. A few moments later, Renwa appeared out of seemingly nowhere to come stand on the platform. 

"Are they handling the loss of weapons well?"

"As well as to be expected." Elunara shrugged, popping open her board and adding more detail. 

A trumpet sounded, and all three looked up, to see Varian coming over the hill. He ignored all else and headed straight for her. When he put his hands on either side of her face, she was momentarily stunned.

"Were you hurt?" 

She put her hands on his wrists and smiled. "Oh, no. No, I wasn't the one in danger, darling. Renwa was the one who almost took an arrow to the face."

Varian let out the breath he was holding and put his hands on her shoulders. "I'm glad you're alright." He turned to Renwa and went official. "And you?"

"Elunara's newest assistant saved my life, with a well timed block using Elunara's board."

She showed him the damaged board. "I'm still trying to get it fixed."

"I'll replace it." Varian nodded. 

She returned the signal. "Oh, don't worry about me."

"You know I do."

She sighed. "Never figured out why."

Duchie was grinding his teeth so loud, Elunara thought she heard a snap. "This is completely ridiculous. You ARE aware of what she... is... aren't you, Sir?"

"The best there is?" Varian raised an eyebrow. "Good at what she does? I fail to see what you're implying."

"A whore." Duchie hissed.

"Yes, that's her codename." Varian looked at Elunara in confusion.

"He's also aware that I have two husbands and a wife, as well as runs a sex parlor. Your point?"

"Two? You finally married Jordan then?"

"Well, it's more like I declared him my husband." She wrapped an arm around Varian's waist. "Oh, you should know. Zelinnia is having another baby." 

Varian turned to Renwa. "Wonderful!"`

Elunara was certain that Duchie wanted to stomp his feet and throw a massive tantrum. 

"Sir! We have a serious problem here!"

"Oh, yes." Varian gave a hand signal. "I had almost forgotten your request."

Several men came forward with crates and dropped them on the ground, popping the tops off. 

"The finest weapons I could put together under such a short order." He smiled lovingly at Elunara. "Anything to make you happy."

"Aw, you're too sweet." 

"When will you be returning to Stormwind next?"

"After this campaign is over. Once we no longer need so many people out here, I would love to find my family a home in Stormwind."

"Consider it done." 

"Sir!" Duchie interrupted again. "The weapons we have were sabotaged. If they cannot keep their own weapons in working order, what is the point of giving them new ones?"

"I'm certain that Elunara..." He stopped and blinked. "And Renwa, of course." He laughed. "Are doing the best they can to solve the mystery."

"Grogek and Jordan are working round the clock." Elunara nodded.

"See? There you go." Varian beamed at her. "Oh, I know I should be more on this, but you turn my brain to mush. How about we go... catch up?"

"Of course." She grinned and ran her hand on his breastplate and motioned to Renwa. 

Once in her house, she dropped her arm. 

"Ugh, any more of that and I was going to make myself vomit." Varian sighed. "Now tell me why I have to act like a simpering buffoon in front of Duchie?"

"First, it's just fun to take him down a peg." Elunara grinned. "Second, we've uncovered a plot, that we're not really sure where it's going, but Duchie's behind it."

"That much I understood." 

"Ever since Duchie came through the portal, his original task was to learn the ins and outs of this town, so that he may better understand why we are so successful. I even suggested to him to read Elunara's books so that he may have a detailed account and understanding of us. As you know, Elunara's details are flawless."

Varian nodded. "I've skimmed through them myself."

"He has read them all twice, some books multiple times. Always taking the book out of my library and reading it elsewhere."

"Yet, when Tyrande came for a visit, he was shocked as shit that she was Elunara's mother."

Varian raised an eyebrow. "That... is impossible." 

"There's other things, but the end result, is that Duchie spends all of his time in my office, doing absolutely dick. He hasn't taken the time to learn a damned thing. He also spends time insulting the very people I call friends." Renwa grit his teeth. "I know it's a minor thing, but he even goes so far as to refer to my wife as "the Blood Elf" rather than by her name."

Varian shook his head. "That's not a minor thing, that's downright rude."

"When I started tracking which books he looks at the most often, all of them are related to Renwa. Typically my inner most thoughts and observations on him." She stepped into her library and pulled out a book. "This is the most often. The pages with glowing numbers are the ones he read multiple times, or had opened to the longest."

Varian flipped through the pages. "This is all fighting tactics."

"The reason I've had you go so out of character, is the fact that Duchie likes to try and pull rank on my ass." Elunara glared. "He gets snitty if I don't call him Admiral, and likes to lecture me on what my "job" as an Envoy actually entails. In a few cases, he's actually threatened to tattle on me to you. He refuses to believe that a mere "whore" could mean shit to the valuable King of Stormwind. He REALLY gets pissy when I call you Varian, rather than by a title."

Varian snorted. "I couldn't get you to use rank and title if I held a sword to your throat."

"Believe me, Duchie's tried."

"But, why all of this?"

"I believe Duchie doesn't want his own town, I think he wants THIS town. Rather than trying to figure out how to build his own, it would be easier to make us all file into rank, and then arrange for the accidental death of Renwa."

"That's high accusation." 

"I freely admit that the effort is beyond the range of Duchie himself." Renwa snorted.

"So who would aid him? This town seems pretty damned close knit."

"I've told you before about the shit cleaner..." Renwa began. "Well, turns out, that's Duchie's son. 

"Well, that adds a new degree to the shade." He shook his head. "But, why not just remove the man?"

"Because he's incompetent." Elunara shrugged. "The arrow was a fluke, a bad one, but a fluke all the same. Terrance was never useful as a soldier, and quite frankly, he only controlled his sister out of fear and intimidation."

"How do we know the sister is not involved?"

Elunara shrugged. "We don't, that's why I'm having her watched."

Varian snorted. "You were always thorough."

Elunara almost jumped out of her skin when the boys ran in. 

"Hi Momma." Darguni called cheerfully.

Varian chuckled. "I've never seen you startled before."

"Yeah, well, you've never seen me with a pair of kids that pop out of no damned where."

Bradly gasped and knelt, lowering his head. 

"What are you doing?" Darguni frowned. 

Grabbing his brother's hand, he yanked him down. "That's the King of Stormwind!" He hissed. 

Varian laughed. "Your mother doesn't kneel to me; it's probably fitting that her children shouldn't."

Bradly stood up and put his hands behind his back. "Thank you for letting Momma keep me."

"You won't have to worry about... that other woman. She's in prison."

He nodded. "She's certainly not my mother." Bradly wrapped his arms around Elunara's waist. "This is my momma."

Elunara sighed and ran her hand on his hair. "Go get Yoona before I barf on your head." 

"EW!" Both boys yelled at once before running back into the other room. They led Yoona on her leash, out the door. 

"It's always fascinating to see how people react to you."

"You should have been here a couple of weeks ago, everyone calling me goddess, and praising my name. It was completely absurd." She sighed.

"Says the woman who sprouted wings and turned her dagger into goddamned sword." Renwa snorted. "The only person in the crowd who didn't believe in your impending divinity was Terrance."

"And yet he gave me energy."

"He what?" 

"Yeah, I'm not sure it was intentional, but when I called for it, EVERYONE gave to me, even Duchie, even Terrance. It wasn't forced either. They all went in for the worship."

"Damn."

"Ok, I'm lost." Varian shook his head.

"I... kind of got possessed by a demon? Tyrande came out to help with a purification ritual..." She flexed her hand. Holding up her dagger, she activated the sword. Closing her eyes she focused her energy and spread the wings. She looked at Varian. "I am now the Goddess of War and Mercy. This is what people see, and why they're worshipping me."

"Holy damn."

She dropped the illusion and stared at her dagger. "If it was just an illusion, people would give it up, hell I could pass for a paladin or priestess, but I keep doing bizarre shit. Like killing thirty or forty orcs by myself in about six minutes. But during the purification ritual, the demon presence came out of my body and I began to fight him. I wasn't making headway, so I called for the town to loan me energy. Next thing I know, every single person was giving me energy. When I woke up, the entire town was calling me goddess."

"And then you started hiding like a coward." Renwa crossed his arms.

"Ok, I would have paid to see Elunara acting like a coward."

"Shush, you." Elunara pointed at him. "Aside from my miraculous assent to deification, we have a more pressing matter. Namely that Duchie wants to replace Renwa as leader of our town, and I'm not about to let him." 

"If you were anyone else, I would seriously call into question how this plan of yours is going to work, but having seen firsthand how your crazy schemes seem to work, I'm willing to go along with this. I will have it noted that if this costs Renwa his life..."

She gave him an annoyed look. "I fear Zelinnia's rage more than yours."

"You beat me in one little duel..."

"Anyway, Renwa is my dear friend. I would not hesitate to do for him what I did for Jordan or Grogek."

"Then we are in agreement."

"Gods, I hope you don't have to repeat what you did for them." Renwa shuddered. 

Varian put a hand on Renwa's shoulder. "Stay safe." He then sighed. "Do I have to continue acting like a moron?"

"Nah, just a self satisfied moron, and truly, only in front of Duchie. He has to believe the ruse that my opinion is always more important that his own. Though, I only requested in my letter that you act as if you missed me."

"That would be no ruse. Besides, I figured the scented paper required something... extra." Varian grinned. "And I am serious, when you come back to Stormwind; I'll make sure your family is well cared for."

She stood up on her toes and kissed his cheek. "Thank you." 

"Ugh, now I'm going to throw up." Renwa laughed.

"Hey, maybe next time we meet up, we really can catch up." Elunara winked. 

"I will have to severely debate that."

"Hey, Renwa, do us all a favor, and ask Tulani to use her back door. Us in a threesome would break the suspension of disbelief."

He shivered. "You have a point." 

Elunara and Varian walked arm in arm back to the platform where Duchie still stood, watching.

She said some random bullshit, and Varian laughed. Varian started making up a story off the top of his head. "So then I told her, you'll never make a decent Elunara." He pointedly ignored Duchie's attempt to gain his attention. 

She giggled. "Oh, why do they even bother to try and replace ME?"

"Because an agent like you is an invaluable asset. It's such a shame you've left the service." 

"When I return to Stormwind, I'll consider taking point as trainer. Mathias has asked me several times."

"But what about..."

"Oh, I'll never stop doing THAT." She grinned.

He seemed relieved. "Forgive me." He kissed her hand. "I have work in Stormwind to return to."

"Have a safe trip."

He smiled and brushed a lock of her hair out of her face. "Yeah." He turned and nodded to his men. 

"Wait, Sir, I wish to speak with you!"

Varian eyed Duchie. "Don't you have a town to get back to?"

"But, I..."

"You shouldn't spend so much time in Elunar—I mean, Renwa's town. Go back to your own town and see to affairs there." Varian kept marching. 

Jordan appeared by Elunara's side and grinned at Varian walking away. "Now, I'm curious."

"I'll tell you later." She slipped her hand into his. 

"Something tells me that Duchie did not get what he wanted out of that."

"Not a damned thing." She laughed. "How are the new weapons?"

"Top of the line. Whatever you said to Varian got us some serious results."

"Good." 

"Did you know they even sabotaged the children's weapons?"

"The fuck?"

"Can't believe I'm seeing it either. But the wooden practice swords, bows, and even the staves were cut to have break points, so the kids would go to smack either other, and get splinters in unfun places."

"I can see Terrance doing that. He'll do anything out of spite." 

"There's a minor hitch. Neither of his guards for the night recall him leaving his shack."

"Multiple possibilities. First, he's not our guy. Second, guard fell asleep. Third, guard is working with him. Fourth, multiple guards are working with him."

"Not liking any of those."

"Quite frankly, me either."

Elunara knocked on the door. 

Mark opened it. "Oh, thank the Gods. She was up all night."

"How has seen been the past few days?"

"Too damned sick to function. Thank you for sending Terica by the way, she's been a huge help." He ran his fingers through his hair. "You know, I originally liked the idea of having like three or four kids..., but after seeing her like this," He frowned. "I'm not even sure I want the one." He wrung his hands. "Please don't tell her I said that, it'd only upset her."




For the Whored Ch. 105



Elunara put a hand on his arm. "First of all, I'm told that not all pregnancies are alike and that they get easier after the first one. Second, it might not be that, it might be this place. Once you're in Stormwind again, she might be just fine having more." She sighed. "I hate to ask you this, but has she... disappeared anytime in the last few days?" 

He shook his head. "She gets up at night and throws up for a couple of hours, and then she's just so wiped out that she cries in my arms." He held out his arms as if to demonstrate. "It's been so awful." He looked at Elunara in confusion. "Why?"

"I'm just making sure she doesn't get desperate. I would hate for this to make her crazy enough to hurt herself, or the baby. Just let me know if her behavior changes at all."

He nodded. "She's precious to me." He whispered.

"Funny how that works." She murmured. She stepped into the room. "Hey, Jenny."

"Save me." She whimpered.

Elunara laid her hands on Jenny's belly. "Well, I'll just see what I can try."

"Oh Gods, whatever you are doing, please don't stop." Jenny stretched out and lay on her back. 

"It would be nice if I knew what I was doing." Elunara sighed. 

"I'm confused." Mark bit his lip as he climbed in the bed. "How do you not know what you're doing?"

"Because it's more like a prayer... "Oh, please help ease her misery." Rather than actually channeling into something. If I knew how it worked, I'd teach the priestesses how to use it. The only thing I understand about it, is when I pour my energy into another person, they... take on some of my healing abilities for a short time."

"That's fascinating."

"It's fabulous is what it is," Jenny sighed. "Please move in."

"Not happening, sugar. Your place isn't big enough for my family."

"Let ME move in?"

"You couldn't afford my rates."

"Come over daily?" She whimpered.

"Sweetie, I will try to come over when I can, but I have too much to do every day." 

"None of the other healers can even touch this misery. Tia comes, and she tries, but it does nothing, especially at night. She's supposed to specialize in complicated pregnancies."

"Yes, but she's not specialized in Draenor or time warped pregnancies." Elunara pushed Jenny over and began to press on her back. "I, for one, have experienced the worst sort. So, perhaps my body instinctively knows where to send the healing energy. On your belly please. You're not far enough along to have any issues." 

Jenny rolled over and got comfortable. "It's been too long since I've been able to sleep comfortably, and I'm not even big yet."

"I'm sorry. Forgive me, but I'm pulling your shirt up, and your pants down."

"Not like you haven't seen it." 

Elunara pulled at Jenny's clothes until she was satisfied. "Now, let me show you some pressure points that might alleviate her misery." 

She left a passed out Jenny, and headed for her next target.

Leaning against a doorframe, she shook her head. "You two are so adorable I might puke."

Tippy and John jumped apart from each other. 

"He was just helping me press the dough." Tippy's face was brilliant red. 

"Yeah, I'm sure." She eyed John. "I hope your ears have been working as well as your pants."

He tugged a package out from under the table and passed it to her.

She flipped it open and thumbed through. "Good enough; just don't make me regret letting you both in on the game." She turned and left.

Tippy put a hand on her chest. "Oh, that woman, I swear."

John laughed. "I can't say one bad thing about her."

She rubbed her hand on his arm. "Yes, of course dear."

He wrapped an arm around her back. "Perhaps when she doesn't need my services any more..."

Tippy slipped a finger behind his belt. "Or maybe before..."

Licking his lips, he stepped back and blushed. "After." He froze and shifted his stance, no longer paying attention to her.

Rolling her eyes, she dug out the pad and pencil and passed it to him. Grabbing the rolling pin, she went back to making pies.

Elunara stood up at the knock on the door, but before she could get there, it burst open and Tippy marched in.

"Ok, seriously, does ANYBODY honor DOORS around here?" Elunara growled.

"You!" Tippy shoved her finger in Elunara's face.

"Me what?" Elunara closed the door. 

"You have to help me dammit!" Tippy flung her arms in the air. "The man won't freaking..." She started making weird gestures.

"Tippy, I need words."

"He won't stick his dick in me, goddammit!"

"Ah."

She started marching in circles, flinging her arms and ranting in half words. 

Elunara watched her for some time, just drawing the animated poses and faces the other woman was making. "You do realize he's a virgin, right?"

Tippy froze, leg in the air, arms in funky positions. "What?"

Elunara sketched like a maniac. "He has never had sex with anyone. Ever. He's as pure as freshly driven snow... all those fun little euphemisms."

"Buh?" Tippy dropped her arms and sat down her foot.

"I know. Breaks your brain doesn't it? I also seriously believe he's an "until marriage" kind of guy too."

Walking over to the couch, Tippy flopped down. "Gods..."

"I coulda sworn I'd told you this already."

She scrubbed a hand over her forehead. "I always wanted a man with a marriage bent, but... I kinda wanted one with experience, or at least that I could figure out if we were sexually compatible first."

"Pfft, Tippy. You're a woman who likes to be in charge. Any man you marry would become sexually compatible to you. Here you have a pretty malleable man, who will do anything you tell him, you can break him in all to your liking, and know with absolute certainty, that no other woman has had that before."

"I didn't think of it like that."

"You'll just have to settle for cuddles and heavy petting until he's finished with his assignment."

"Damn it, what am I supposed to do in the mean time?"

"Same thing you always have?"

"It stops being effective after awhile, especially when you've got a man across the table from you."

Elunara pushed her board to the side and reached a hand under the bed. She grabbed something metallic and tossed it into Tippy's lap.

"The hell is this?"

"Something I designed. It's roughly the same size."

Tippy turned it over. "Pretty accurate look."

"It'll serve you."

"Well, I'll give it a shot."

"Let me know your opinion or any suggestions you might have. I'm constantly tweaking the design."

Tippy jogged back to her inn. She stuck her head in the kitchen. "Just... finish the pies. I'll be back in a few minutes."

"Ok." He continued rolling out pie dough. 

Tippy jogged up to her room and closed the door. Eyeing the metal dick, she decided she'd gone daffy, not waiting until tonight. With a shrug, she removed her clothes and laid them neatly to the side. She got in a chair and leaned back before slipping her fingers down into the soft hair and folds. She played with herself for a little while, working up a good lather. Biting her lip, she picked up the dick and rubbed it on the opening. 

She lay back against the chair and with a little shiver, slipped it in. "Oh, Elunara you are a genius." Holding it by the handle she began to pump it in and out, as she cupped a breast and teased a nipple. 

John put his fists on his hips. He was out of work and Tippy wasn't back yet. He paced the kitchen before deciding that he needed her help. He headed up the stairs. Spotting Tippy's door cracked, he pushed it open the door and stared.

Tippy flushed red. "Uh, I..." For the life of her, she couldn't stop what she was doing. "Have to wait, almost..." Her head went backwards. "Unless, you want to help." She bit her lip. 

John stepped in and closed the door behind him. Walking forward, he knelt in front of her and took her hand, helping her to move the strange object. 

"Like this." She put her hand over his and guided him. 

More out of curiosity than knowledge, he put his thumb on the pink nub at the top. 

She jolted and he moved his hand. "No, do that again." She groaned. "Yeah, that. Ah..." She twitched and writhed, before shoving him back. "Ok, ok. Too much."

"I'm sorry..." He held his hands up. 

She grabbed the metal dick by its handle and pulled it out, laying it on the table. "Sorry." She brushed her hair out of her face. "I didn't mean you did anything wrong exactly, it can just be overwhelming to keep stimulating that during an orgasm."

"You were..."

"I think we have a few things to discuss." She grinned.



For the Whored Ch. 106



Elunara sat on the platform, drawing to her heart's content.

"It's always so fascinating to watch you do that." Zelinnia commented. 

Renwa nodded. "It's impressive."

Elunara put her pencil down and smiled up. "I don't see you out of uniform that often."

"Yes, well, it was pointed out to me, that I don't take enough time for just the family."

She sat her board to the side and stood up, rubbing a hand on the baby's back. "Yeah, I know what you mean."

Renwa surveyed the troops. "Is that John out there?"

Elunara looked over and nodded. "I want to get him back in shape, so I put him back in training. He spent too much time as an unwanted beggar."

Renwa nodded. "Good."

John wiped the sweat off his brow and sighed. He was still woefully out of shape. A glint of steel caught his attention and he stared at the blade rising off of the rack. "ELUNARA!" He yelled.

She looked up and saw the sword. Without thinking, she dove in front of Renwa. Zelinnia screamed, and Elunara looked down at the stretch of blade coming through her chest. Her hands rose up. "Well, that's going to leave a mark." Was all she said before she hit the ground.

Chaos broke out among the soldiers and the townsfolk. The soldiers dropped their weapons and ran over to the side, bystanders and observers mobbed the base of the platform. 

Renwa pulled Elunara into his embrace. "NO!" He screamed.

Grogek reached the platform first and tugged Elunara out of Renwa's arms. "No! No, my love, my beautiful she wolf. Come back to me." Tears streamed down his face as he held her body. 

Jordan reached out and pulled the weapon from her body. He collapsed to his knees, blood stained sword in his lap.

Elunara groaned and looked around the inky darkness.

"Oh, no. This certainly won't do." 

"Elune?"

The pretty Night Elf walked over and laid a hand Elunara's forehead. "You see, I have far too many plans for you to die like this."

"Die?"

"Get back in your body." Elune shoved Elunara backwards.

Elunara coughed and blood came from her mouth. One hand rose up.

"Elunara, my love?" Grogek held her tighter. His tears pooled on her face. 

"It... it..." Elunara choked out. "FUCK! FUCKING SHIT, IT HURTS!" She began to scream and writhe. 

Grogek opened his arms in shock. 

"INA! LESLIA! I DON'T CARE WHO! SOMEONE GET A HEALER!" Renwa screamed. 

A ring of light surrounded Elunara and she began to rise in the air. Everyone looked up and gasped. Elunara blacked out from the pain.

"Is that a Naaru?" Someone whispered. 

Grogek and Jordan grabbed Elunara's body, and Zelinnia grabbed her arm. 

"YOU CAN'T HAVE HER!" Zelinnia screamed in desperation.

A soothing song went out across the town. Their minds were filled with the chiming music of the Naaru. "I am not trying to take her. I have come to heal her." It chimed. "Her energy will not be enough on its own. Lend her your energy and I shall help her body heal."

At once, the three of them let go. Elunara was lifted into the air and surrounded with the energy of the Naaru. Everyone who heard the words began to pray for Elunara. All throughout the town, those loyal to her, knelt where they stood. 

Elunara put a hand on her head and groaned. With a frown, she looked down at the blankets of her bed. "Elune, fucking hell, can I NOT get STUCK IN THIS STUPID BED?" She flopped around and flailed her arms. 

Grogek put his hands on her shoulders. "Stop. Stop it right now."

She glared at him as the tears streaked down her face. "How many fucking days?"

"You've only been here a few hours."

Some of the tension went out of her body. "Ok, that I can live with." 

"Is she safe?" 

Grogek backed away. "She's just cranky."

Ina climbed on the bed and put her hands on Elunara. "Well, I can say for certain, Naaru do a hell of a job."

"Naaru?"

"Yeah." Ina chuckled. "One showed up to heal you."

"I guess that's better than Elune shoving me back into my body."

"Is that how you did it then?" Ina put her hands on her hips. "Fascinating."

Elunara sat up and yanked the blanket down. She examined the scar. "Well, it's one of the nastier ones." 

"You have a match on your back." Ina snorted. "Gonna have to update your books."

"Guess I am." She sighed. "I'm a goddamned puppet. Elune wants me alive, and the Naaru are grateful for my treatment of their people." She put her head in her hands. "I'm not allowed to die on their watch."

Grogek stroked a hand down her back. "I, for one, am grateful to them." He kissed her temple.

She wrapped her arms arm his neck. "I'm not exactly complaining, I'm just kind of tired."

"I heard yelling." Jordan stuck his head in the door. 

"She is awake."

"Oh, thank the Naaru." Jordan jogged over, but stopped short and sat on the edge of the bed. "How are you feeling, Baby?"

"Hungry. Ridiculously hungry." 

Grogek chuckled. "Yeah, I felt the same when I woke up."

"I have already ordered Tippy to make as much food as she can." Jordan laughed. "Dying is hungry work." He ran his hand down her chest in between her breasts. "Baby... look at you..." He whispered.

"Eh, I was just so jealous of you guys, I had to make it spectacular."

"Remind me to never get jealous." Tulani sighed from the door. 

"So why aren't you people plowing into me?" Elunara crossed her arms. 

"Because four hours ago, you were dead." Jordan brushed her hair off of her shoulder. "Usually, you're out for days. We're just all so worried we might hurt you again." 

Elunara yanked out her pillow, shoved it to her face and screamed until she was hoarse. 

Grogek laughed and pat her back. "I know you're frustrated my love, but if you could just take it easy for once..."

Elunara shoved at him and climbed out of bed. "I am FINE!" She twirled and glared at both men. "FINE, FINE, FINE!" She stomped her foot. "So, I have a fun new scar, big goddamned deal. 

"I hate agreeing with her." Ina sighed. "But, the Naaru do good work. Her body IS healed. I, too, wish she would take it easy, but any restriction we try to put on her is JUST going to make her meaner and more likely to do something awful to herself." Ina took Elunara's hands. "Please, PLEASE just this once, take my advice and relax for a few days. I'll even set up my soak tubs."

Elunara frowned down at Ina. "I feel fine." 

"Yes, but your body took a massive shock. Regardless of what the Naaru can or can't do, just... a few days?"

"I've... never seen you like this." 

"You broke my heart. Even for the short period of time you were gone, you shattered my heart, girl."

"But, you weren't even-"

"I knew." Ina was quiet. "I just knew." 

Elunara knelt down and wrapped her arms around the woman. "I'm sorry."

"Momma?" 

Elunara looked up at the two boys hiding behind Tulani. "Come here." She held open her arms. 

Timidly, both boys wrapped their arms around her neck. 

"We were there when it happened." Tears ran down Bradly's face. "We saw you die." He whispered. 

She sat on the floor and pulled them into her lap. "Yeah, but I came back."

"It was awful." Darguni cried. 

With a sigh, she hugged them tightly. "I'm so sorry." With a pat to their backs, she smiled. "Come on, let me get some clothes on, and we'll let everyone know that I'm ok." She turned to Ina, and yes, I will "take it easy" for a few days. Though I hope you don't mean I can't feed..."

Ina laughed. "I learned my lesson on that one."

She found Renwa downstairs, pacing. He wrapped his arms around her. "Oh, Gods! Elunara!"

"Why do people forget I need air to breathe?" She whimpered.

He let go and grabbed her by the arms. "You saved my life! You... GAVE your life for mine!"

"It was a fluke." 

"No, it wasn't." Zelinnia sat on the couch, blood stained sword in her lap. "I may not be the best mage in the universe, but even I can do a simple magic detection spell." She ran her hand over the blade. "Someone cast a spell on the blade to seek out Johnathan."

"Wait, actively?"

"Yes. They were present."

"Who?"

"That I don't know." She shook her head. "I checked the arrow, same spell." 

"Ugh, I wish people would stop acting so somber around here." Elunara sighed and crossed her arms.

"When you died... everything... dimmed." Zelinnia pushed the blade out of her lap and laid it against the couch.

"Yeah, but I'm fine."

"I think we're all just trapped in shock. That, the great and mighty Elunara, was felled by the blade." Zelinnia wrapped her arms around Elunara as she shuddered.

"Sweetie, don't cry." Elunara wrapped her arms around Zelinnia. She sighed. "Take me to the training yard." 

"What are you going to do?" Grogek frowned. 

"Bring the light back to the town." 

She stood on the platform as all the men, women and children of the town gathered into the training yard. A quick scan and she couldn't tell who would be the attempted assassin. She had her family lined up behind her, as well as Renwa's little family. 

"I think you should all be aware by now, that I died today. Zelinnia told me that when that happened, the world seemed to have dimmed. I can't disagree with her; it looks pretty gloomy out here. I am obviously alive, and I am obviously well. My death isn't actually important."

Most of the crowd gasped, but she held up a hand. 

"What IS important is that someone is trying to kill Admiral Renwa. Admiral Johnathan Renwa used to be my lover ages ago, then he was my commanding officer, and then he became a friend. I care more about Renwa than I do most people, and I consider him and his wife to be part of my family. So believe me when I say, that whoever is doing this, I will hunt you down and rip you apart, piece by piece." She glared into the crowd.

"We have found evidence now that there have been two attempts on his life, and I know that I will find you soon, you asshole. The arrow from the training "accident" and the sword that pierced my body were actively cast on. Yes, I took a blade to the chest to save Renwa's life." She yanked her shirt off. "Thank you for the lovely new scar, it's actually kind of cool looking." She turned around and showed her back. She faced front again, still holding her shirt. "Thanks for letting me win the scar war, I was totally falling behind."

Several people chuckled. 

"The end result is, I would do it again in an instant, and I will ALWAYS protect my family. I should let you all know, that I have agreed..." she rolled her eyes. "To take things easy for the next few days, just because. I haven't figured out what that means." She shrugged. "In fact..." She frowned and scanned the crowd. 

"What is it, my love?" Grogek asked from behind her. 

"Something isn't right..." She threw her arms out wide and felt her energy expand outwards. A hail of arrows stuck in the walls of the bubble she had cast, held there, wedged into the shield. With a growl, she sent the energy outwards, sending the arrows hurtling towards the ground. They all landed in an empty spot of dirt. 

"The hell was that?" Jordan asked. 

"First of all, I'm not even sure how I did that... second of all, I think our idiotic assassin just tried again."

John jogged over to the spot and collected a few arrows. He handed them up to Elunara, who passed them back to Zelinnia. 

"Momma! That was cool!" Bradly bounced.

"Elunara! How did you do that?" Mark called. 

"Fuck if I know!"

"The spell cast on these arrows was meant for all of us." Zelinnia frowned.

Gerald shook his head. "I thought your classification was rogue, not priest. You can't possibly be both!"

Elunara frowned. "I HAVE been doing priest things, haven't I?" She dropped her hands to her side and the shirt hit the platform. "Holy fucking cheese balls!" She put her hands in her hair. "It all makes sense. I should have been born a priest, but no matter how they tested me, nothing appeared. When I was... "unlocked", somehow the latent priest abilities came through." She started pacing back and forth. "Elune wanted me, but I was unable to access that part of me. I have trained all these years as a rogue, but perhaps..." She tapped her finger on her chin. 

"Elunara, can you please put your shirt back on?" Renwa sighed. 

"Oh, right. Sorry." She scooped the shirt up and tugged it over her head. 

Jordan snorted. "Does Elunara EVER do anything normal?" 

Elunara froze and found herself looking into the inky dark. 

"Guess who just won a prize?"

Elunara sighed. "Hello, Elune."

"Oh, don't be that way. I did save you."

"And I am most appreciative."

"You've had the ability all along, but I could not reach you."

"So, I'm a priest now?"

Elune shrugged. "You are Elunara. You have and always will be who you choose to be. I quite enjoy that about you."

Elunara considered. "I guess, I don't mind."

"What?"

"Well, the abilities have allowed me to save my husbands, and perform some crazy ass miracles. I guess all things considered, I can't complain..."

"Oh, you've done plenty of complaining." 

"Yeah, well, I have to be me." She shrugged. "In any event, I guess I have a lot to be grateful for. So, thank you."

"You're welcome." The other Night Elf smiled. "Though, most of that you've been doing on your own. I just like giving you little shoves."

"Do I have to... worship you?" 

She shook her head. "Just continue being you. Now, get out of here, everyone is staring at you."

Elunara blinked at Grogek's face in hers. "My love? Are you alright?"

"Just one of Elune's little chats." She turned to the crowd. "Yeah, so now I'm a disciple of Elune. Weird, right?"

"Does that mean you're going to start wearing robes and hanging out in the healer building?" Gerald snorted.

"Hells no." Elunara snorted. "I will never stop being me. In fact, that's why I came out here. To show all of you that I am fine, and that nothing has changed! Ok, well, having priest abilities is kind of new, but I've been doing that for awhile, haven't I?" She shook her head. "No, I'm fine, and if I am to understand her correctly, Elune herself, along with the assistance from the Naaru, won't allow me to die until I have done whatever the hell it is they decide I'm need for." She shrugged. 

"Yeah, but you still scared the living shit out of us!" Gerald hugged his wife. 

"Well, I damned well didn't mean to. There is an attempted assassin out there, and he or she is gunning for Renwa. They have magical capabilities." Elunara took an arrow. "These weren't enchanted, these were magically cast on. Do not panic and don't do anything stupid, but be aware of what is going on. We must find this person before they can do something awful. Renwa is MINE, gods fuck it all, and I won't let some fuck nut take him." She snapped the arrow. 

Zelinnia put her hands on her hips. "Uh, excuse me?"

Elunara turned and grinned. "Oh, please, you know the rumor; I'm only letting you borrow him." 

Renwa was just staring, completely speechless.

She walked back and took both of their hands. "You are my family. Regardless of how you fit into my life, you are all still family to me. I won't let anything happen to you." 

"As long as they don't move in." Grogek snorted with a grin. 

"Ugh, lord no, getting ready in the morning is already a beast." Elunara raked her fingers through her hair. "After I finish, I'm going to take time to spend with each one of you, Ok?" She rubbed her hand on Grogek's cheek. "I know this has been a mess, and today was just awful, so after I deal with immediate need, we'll all take our time together, alright?" When everyone nodded, she turned back to Renwa. "Where's Duchie?"

"I..." Renwa blinked. "I haven't seen him all day actually."

It took a fair amount of searching, but they finally found him in the center of the eastern fields, just standing there. 

"Admiral Duchie, there you are!" Renwa called out. 

Duchie turned around and looked confused. Elunara and Renwa looked at each other before heading down to him. 

"What brings you out here?" Renwa stepped forward. 

"I... uh, I was just seeing how the harvest was coming along, that's all." 

Renwa frowned down at the newly sprouted blubs. 

Elunara gently pushed Renwa out of the way. "Admiral, your portrait for Ina's books has been completed. If you'd be so kind as to follow me, I need your final approval. If they're incorrect, I'll have to start over."

"Yes, yes of course." 

They led him back to the healer building. Elunara stuck the book in his hand and pulled Ina to the side. "I need you to check his brain. Something isn't right."

Ina nodded and climbed up on the bed, placing her hands on Duchie's shoulders. 

"What's she doing?" 

"Standard check up." Elunara shrugged. "Anyway, as you can see, I have full detailing on all of your scars." She pointed to the book.

"That can't be right." He pointed around. "Where are all these from? I don't have those on my body. You'll have to do a new one."

She yanked up his sleeve. "You mean this one?"

He stared at his arm as if he'd never seen it before. "Now, why would you do such a thing?"

Renwa and Elunara shared a look. "Now, Duchie, why don't you take the day off?" Renwa smiled. "You never seem to." 

Admiral Duchie straightened up. "No! I am needed in my office." He waved a hand at Ina. "Stop your fussing, woman. I have paperwork to deal with." He stood up and marched out.

Ina frowned, her hands on her hips. "I agree with you. He has significant brain damage. I couldn't get to all of it, but it's half rotted." 

"Can it be fixed?" Renwa asked quietly. 

"Nay. Not that. It is wonder he knows his own name." She shook her head and jumped down. 

"I'm not so sure Duchie is our assassin anymore." Elunara sighed. 

Ina sighed. "He might still be involved. I checked him when he arrived and he did NOT have that kind of brain damage before. He had some... age related wear, but nothing like I just detected."

Renwa frowned. "Could it have been magically induced?"

"Possibly."

Outside, Renwa wrapped his arms around Elunara. "I never got to thank you for saving me. Lu, I can't believe you were dead in my arms." His voice was thick with emotion. "I never knew you cared so much about me."

She sighed and returned the embrace. "We've had a long, hard road, but I stick to what I said, we are family."

"Good." Zelinnia wrapped her arms around Elunara. "I kind of always wanted a sister." 

Elunara laughed. "We have one warped ass family tree."

"Don't we just?" Renwa laughed. 

"Where's the baby?"

"I figured busybody Mrs. Finister could handle a baby for a few minutes." Zelinnia wiped her eyes. 

"Don't cry my sweet thing." Elunara kissed her tears. 

"I almost lost you, and then someone's trying to kill us. I feel entitled to cry." 

Elunara sighed. "Go hug your baby; that always made me feel better. In fact, I'm going to go do so right now."

Walking in her door, she found everyone sitting downstairs. They all turned to watch her walk in the door, as the boys sat in the floor and played with Yoona.

Tulani smiled. "Sorry, we're all still a little shaken up."

"Nah, it's fine." Elunara sat in the floor. "I'm still figuring things out. We found Duchie in the middle of one of the fields, dazed and confused. Ina says he has taken sudden and traumatic brain damage, from where we don't know."

"Shit." Frowned Jordan. 

Elunara reached over and tugged Darguni into her lap, hugging him tightly.

"Momma..."

"I'm sorry, I'm just freaked out right now, and Bradly's out of range."

Bradly climbed into her lap. "I'm right here, Momma."

She wrapped her arms around the both of them. "Things are just so crazy right now. I don't know what's going on, and I just wanted to hug my boys."

Bradly wiped her cheek. "You're crying."

"Yeah, I am. Happens sometimes." 




For the Whored Ch. 106



Grogek sat on the floor behind her and wrapped his arms around them Tulani got up and joined in, followed by Jordan. The cats wiggled their head into the bunch. 

"I just love every one of you so damned much. I'll protect us. I'll protect everyone." She nodded. 

"Momma?" Darguni frowned. "Does this mean you're immortal?"

"Well, until Elune or the Naaru gets sick of me, probably?"

"So you really are a goddess?" Bradly whispered.

"Ok, we are SO not going there."

"But..."

"No. And I mean it. I will not have people calling me that. I am me. I will always be just me. So I'm a rogue who has priest abilities, that doesn't mean I'm some mythical being."

"It's still a little freaky." Darguni bit his lip.

"Hey, no one's more freaked out about it than I am!" Elunara sighed and rubbed a hand on his head. "Look, it's just something new we'll all have to learn how to deal with."

"And we shall." Grogek kissed her shoulder. 

"You'll figure it out." Tulani kissed her cheek. 

"Alright, well, today I plan on spending time with all of you. Maybe together we can all figure out how to stop freaking out over this." She laughed. 

"All you need to do is ask." Jordan grinned. 

"I'd say she's come a long way if she's asking us now." Tulani grinned. 

Grogek laughed. "Can't deny that."



For the Whored Ch. 107



The next day, Elunara opened the door and took the bundle from the courier before passing him some coins. She flipped through the packages. 

"Enter!" 

Elunara looked around. "Where's Duchie?"

"He's gotten worse, and Ina has him confined." Renwa sighed.

She closed the door and walked to the desk and held up her letters. "I sent a number of messages to people in Stormwind. I heard back from some of the SI:7, a few reliable gossipers and some other informational types. First of all, Terrance is NOT Duchie's son. In fact, due to the fact that Jenny is alive and well, her father remains classified. If it was just Terrance, they'd have told us already." 

"That's... a relief I guess?" 

"Turns out, Duchie has reason to believe that Terrance could have been his." She flipped through the papers. "Apparently, up until a few years ago, he was shoving his dick into any willing body, and has a number of illegitimate children running around. Turns out, he prefers human women, no one has a report of him sticking it to any other race."

"So what changed?"

"He got a promotion. When he finally earned that Admiral title, became a self important dick, and started refusing all of his amours." She flipped through again. "From the moment he got his promotion, the opinions of him started dipping significantly. He earned a reputation for being a lazy little shit and isolated himself from friends."

"Sounds about right."

"His behavior has steadily grown more and more erratic." She found the sheet she was looking for. "Apparently, his regular healer started noticing changes in his brain. He was starting to lose time, names, dates, that kind of thing. The healer noticed these changes, and believes that the trip through the portal might have aggravated his condition."

"Damn."

"I've sent a new message to Varian, letting him know what I've found." 

Renwa sighed and leaned back. "That's probably the best course of action. Keep me posted."

She made her way into her library and picked up her books and started flipping through them. She felt like she was about to return to the Dak incident. Find them in her books, they had to be there. When she heard the door slam, she stuck her head out. "Boys?"

Stepping out, she frowned. She searched the house, but could find no one there. Back in her library, she narrowed her eyes. Some of the books were out of order. "Fucking hell." She dug in her drawer and pulled out the master key. Placing her hand over the book, she narrowed her eyes. 

"You just made your last mistake, asshole." She followed the trail left behind by the missing books. She swore to herself as the trail ended in the middle of a field. 

"I lost the trail to my books over to the western field, they had to of taken a portal. I'm thinking Stormwind. It would be the only way to break my enchantments."

Renwa frowned. "That is most concerning. Could you track it once you were in Stormwind?"

Elunara sighed. "Yes... but you know how I hate those portals."

"They're more stable now, and only you would be going. Your family should stay here."

"True." She ran her fingers through her hair. "I just hate the thought that I'll be gone for a day and not get back for a month."

Renwa shook his head. "The turnarounds are much quicker since the time mages have been able to study it. Just go through, find your books and head back."

"But MOMMA!" The boys shrieked at the same time. 

"Listen, I am the only one who can track my books. We need those books to save Renwa and everyone else from this assassin." 

"You can't!" Whimpered Darguni.

"I don't fucking WANT to, OK? The only time I ever intended to go through that stupid portal again, was when we could all leave this place for good, and if then. I hate this." She pulled them both into her lap, tears in her eyes. "I would kill me if anything happened to you. Just stay close to your papas while I'm gone. Hopefully it'll only be a day or two."

"Yeah, Stormwind is the safest place your mom could be." Jordan smiled. "I can't wait for the day when I can show my family where I grew up." 

"But, what about my aging thing?" Darguni bit his lip.

"I'll think of something when the time comes." 

Bradly hugged Darguni. "Don't worry. You'll still be my brother."

Elunara raked her hand through her hair. "I need to leave. Be good." She stood up and kissed Jordan. "Please keep them safe." She whispered. 

"You know I will, Baby." He ran his hands down her hips. 

She buried her face in his shoulder. "I know you love them as your own." With a sigh, she broke contact. "I've already said my good byes to Tulani and Grogek. I'll be back as soon as I can turn around."

Once at the port site, she sighed. The mage opened the portal and she stared into the off image of Stormwind. "Thanks for the emergency port, Lar." 

"Hey, no problem. Can I get one of your portraits of my kid when you come back?"

"Sure thing." Taking a deep breath, she reached out for the portal. 

"Oh, hey Elunara, I haven't seen you in ages."

Elunara shook her head. "Hey, Jennea. I'm on business, but I'll need a port back to Draenor as soon as I return."

"Sounds about usual. I'll be here."

"Thanks." She held up her book and started the trail up. They definitely came through here. She followed the trail out through the mage tower and swore. She cancelled the spell and recast it. She tried several times to make it work, but to no avail. Four books had been stolen from her library, and the trail branched off no less than forty times. Either they shredded her books, or the spell itself was being interrupted. 

Nothing for it, she headed up to the keep. 

"Elunara!" Varian blinked. "What the hell are you doing here?" He shook his head. "I got your message about Duchie. Kind of a shame, really. But I haven't had time to respond."

"Well, first I was dead and then I wasn't. Someone's trying desperately to kill Renwa, and they stole my books."

"Wait, you were dead?"

She yanked up her shirt. "You think I lived through that?"

He ignored the offended gasps and laid a hand on the massive scar. "Gods, how did you survive that?"

"I didn't. I just told you." She tugged her shirt back down. "Elune told me I wasn't finished and shoved me back in my body. Someone has been actively casting spells on weapons and aiming them for Renwa. I dove in front of a sword, and there you go. I also managed to block a hail of arrows aimed at my family. It's getting freaking complicated."

"You're telling me." He leaned against the table. "Duchie is out of the running."

"Not... entirely. He may have gotten something started before his brain went to mush. He's completely useless to me now though." She crossed her arms.

"Unfortunate."

"Honestly, the really fucking annoying side effect is that my own family thinks I'm some damned goddess now."

He laughed. "Only you..."

"I know, right? Anyhow, someone stole my books and then took a port here." She held up a book. "I have a way to track them, except every time I use the spell, it goes freaking haywire. I can't make headway." 

"Hmm."

"I'm going to hit up the SI:7 after I leave here, I just figured you should be the first to know what's going on."

"Keep me informed."

"You know me."

He patted her hip. "That I do."

She swore repeatedly on her way up to the SI:7. Finally, she gave up and tucked her book back in her bag. She got lucky that Mathias was free for the moment. 

"Sir!" She saluted. 

"I'll be damned, I never expected to see you here."

"Yeah, well, shit happens." 

"Did you receive my message?"

"Yes, and it was very helpful. However, someone has stolen some of my books, and I tracked them to Stormwind, but then the tracking spell goes apeshit."

He sighed. "Not good." 

"Someone is trying to kill Renwa. I hope you've received all of my messages."

"The only one I'm finding difficult to comprehend is the dead one."

She lifted up her shirt and his brows flew through his hairline. "You weren't kidding."

"I rarely do in official communications, sir." She straightened her shirt out. "Forgive me, but I hit the Keep before coming down here."

He waved a hand. "I am aware of your relationship with King Wyrnn." 

"I'm going to need some help retrieving my books. If anything, I can break apart the tracking beacon and have some lower operatives track down all false positives. If even a single page could be returned to me, I may be able to figure out who's doing this shit." She blinked. "Sir."

"You know, Elunara, you have always been one of my best operatives. Sure, your methods may be a little unorthodox, but your results have never been questioned. I was seriously displeased at the loss of your commission, but your continued service to the Alliance has, as always, been impressive."

"Sir?"

"Given the circumstances and your record, I won't be sending mere subordinates. No, this requires some of my best available. Divide up your tracking spell into as many parts as you feel comfortable, and I will handle the assignments. Dismissed."

She stood outside the SI:7 feeling a little shell shocked. She had broken the spell into twelve parts, and a couple of operatives had been pulled in off assignment just to track down the false positives. She'd never heard of dropped missions over a few seeker spells. With a sigh, she started up her main book, and began to track. 

It was almost nightfall and she was growing more frustrated by the minute. Thirteen operatives, tracking down hundreds of splits, and no one had found so much as a scrap. Years of training kept her dignity intact as they all reported their findings. Once again, they were sent out, as working at night was just part of the job. She started to follow the rest out, but Mathias stopped her. The door was closed and she leaned against the wall.

"I know you must be desperate to get back to your children." He said quietly.

"I hate this time shit." She muttered. 

He half smiled. "I've known you for a long time, and your poker face is legendary, but even I see the fraying nerves."

She shrugged. "This has to be done."

"Drop the act."

She growled and yanked at her hair, pacing back and forth. "Some asshole has decided that my friend is the next person I should see die in front of my face, and I can't do shit about it. I'm stuck on this side of time, praying to Elune that when I get back, I won't have skipped time, and this assmunch dipshit has made it impossible for me to just get my books and go home." She growled in frustration.

Dropping his arms to the side, he openly stared at her. "I've never seen you so passionate... about anything. Ever."

"I blame Grogek." She crossed her arms. 

"Yes, I've seen your reports about your... family."

"Ugh, now I actually cry over shit." She wiped her eyes. "How weird is THAT?"

"I wasn't aware you had the capacity."

"Me either." She sighed. "Just wait until you meet them all." She grinned. "When this Draenor campaign is over, Varian promised me that he would see them all welcomed into Stormwind. Hopefully Renwa will come back, and you can meet his wife and kid."

"That's going to be a fascinating day." Mathias grinned as he sat back on his desk. 

"You have NO idea." She grinned. "I hope you've read every word I've sent back, it can be a lot to take in at once."

He snorted. "It can be a lot to take in in pieces. He put a hand on her shoulder. "We'll find your books, and send you back to your family."

"I hope so." She sighed. "This is killing me."

It was near midnight by time the runner had found her and sent her up to the keep. She scrubbed her hand through her hair as she approached the main room. He was standing there, alone. "Hey." She sighed.

"Not going well?"

"I'm so pissed off, I could scream. I did not want to be here this long. Who knows how much time passed at home?" She raked her hands through her hair. "I can't even work it off." She muttered.

"Have you figured out where you're staying?" 

She blinked at him. "Uhhh, no. Like I said, I didn't plan on staying overnight."

Brushing her hair back, he grinned. "It's been awhile."

Her lip quirked. "That it has."

"You're looking... hungry."

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Care to feed me?"

"Well, I always try to be accommodating of guests." He scooped her up and went back to his bedroom. He tossed her on the bed and started yanking his armor off. 

"I always liked this bed. Very comfy." She licked her lips as she watched him undress. "You always had the body of a god." Undressing her had always been one of his favorite parts, so she left it for him.

"Yeah, well, apparently you have the body of a goddess."

"Hardy, har, har." 

He climbed in bed and pressed his mouth against hers. Running her hands up his neck and into his hair, she groaned as he slipped his hands under her pants and slid them down. He tugged her legs free of the offending garment and then ran his lips from her ankle to her knee, switching sides; he repeated the process with the other leg. 

She wiggled under his attentions. "You always were the best at that."

He grinned, before working his mouth up the inside of her thighs, from the knee, to just before her soft curls. He changed to the other side and worked from top to knee and back again. She laid her head back and groaned, gripping the sheets. When he finally stopped torturing her legs, he grabbed her ass and pulled her to his face, his thumbs working on the creases between her legs and her crotch. Burying his tongue in her, he was pleased to find she was just as wet as ever.

Sitting up on his knees, he pulled her up to him, spreading her wide before sliding himself into those slick wet folds. He really enjoyed watching her like this. Her legs spread apart, on either side of his arms, her hands gripping the bed sheets, as her head was arched back. He moved her on and off of him for some time before he leaned forward and buried himself as deep as he could. He shifted his arms out from under her legs and she wrapped them around his waist. 

With a slow tug, he freed one breast from her shirt before dragging his tongue across the hardened nipple. She groaned and grabbed his hair with one hand. "Varian." She whispered. He tugged the shirt up to her neck, freeing both breasts for his hands to play with. She clamped around him, but he wasn't nearly done with her. He yanked the shirt up to her wrists and held it there, while he captured her mouth for his own. 

With his free hand, he cupped a breast. Moving his mouth down, he bit the nipple, holding it in place for his tongue to flick across. Elunara struggled under his grasp. With a chuckle, he moved his teeth and softly licked across her breasts. Licking his lips, he shifted her leg and helped her turn over, still buried in her. He groaned as he leaned forward and ran his mouth up and down her spine. Her hands were still tangled in her shirt and he ran his hands up and down her body. 

"Beautiful." He murmured. Gabbing her leg, he shifted her to the side. She slipped her lower leg between his, and wrapped it around one. The higher leg he put on his shoulder, as he began to slam in and out of her with a groan. Pressing his mouth to her leg, his hands clamped down on her leg as he finally allowed himself to release. 

Running her fingers on his chest, she grinned. "Someone's been holding out."

"You have no idea." He ran his hand down between her breasts. "That scar is something else." 

"Freaky ain't it?" She put her hand on his. 

"I feel compelled to ask how good of a meal I make."

Grinning, she pressed her mouth to his. "Like a rare chocolate, absolutely delicious, and completely fattening."

Varian wrapped his arms around her. "You look like you could use a few pounds."



For the Whored Ch. 108



She growled at the sunrise. A hand came up and around her waist. Lips pressed against her neck. 

"I never thought I would find myself jealous of an orc." Varian pressed against her back.

"Funny how that works." She grinned. She turned over and slid close to him. 

With a gentle push, he laid her back against the pillows and slipped himself inside. She groaned and lifted her knees up. One hand slid up her leg, the other cupped her face. Her fingers crushed in his hair as he gently danced his lips with hers. 

Both winced at the knocking on the door. 

He frowned down at her and she shrugged. "You know me; I don't get embarrassed over such things."

"Enter!" 

A beleaguered looking man ran in. "Sir! A messenger from the SI:7 is here and he is lo- uh."

"Looking for Elunara?" She asked. "Tell them I'll be out in a moment." 

The man turned several interesting shades before running out.

She grinned at him. "If you care to finish, I bought us a moment or two."

Varian chuckled. "Sadly, the moment is lost. Besides, I thought you were eager to get back to your family.

She sat up into his space. "Well, I'm always willing to let an old friend finish." She ran her fingers on his chest.

He kissed her hand. "Some days, I wish..." He shook his head. 

Running her fingers under his chin, she grinned. "I wouldn't mind considering you a lover. But, you're not getting added to the family. Sorry."

"I'm ok with that." He laughed. "And here I thought I had to wait until you moved back to Stormwind to get my hands on you again."

"Sweetheart, anytime you want to stop by, you can get your hands wherever you want." She winked as she tugged on her shirt. 

He ran a hand through his hair. "I don't know; it just seems a little awkward." He tugged on his armor. 

"Why wouldn't it be awkward here? Once the mess of us moves in."

"Because here I'm King?" He shrugged.

She dropped her pants and scrambled to pick them up again. "You're intimidated?"

He laughed. "It's silly, but maybe?"

"Wow." She blinked. "I'll have to think on that one." She tugged her pants on. 

He stepped behind her and slipped his hand down the front of her pants and stroked her. "You've always been a little intimidating." 

"Mm, you have about two minutes to either take me again, or move forward with the day."

He dipped his hand lower and pressed a finger up into her. Leaning back against him, she groaned as she shifted her leg. Slipping a second finger in, he licked her neck. "I'm just..." He slipped a hand up her shirt and cupped her breast. "Memorizing this moment." He worked his fingers in and out. "To hold me off..." His teeth raked against her neck. "Until next time." She shuddered against him, and he grinned as she clamped down on his hand. 

They were sharing a laugh, when they entered the main area. Elunara snapped to attention. "Sir!"

"There is someone in this world that you call "sir"?" Varian raised an eyebrow. 

She pointed at him. "Hush, you."

Mathias shook his head. "Why am I not surprised?"

"Because you're not an idiot?" Elunara rolled her eyes. "Uh, sir."

Varian laughed. "If you wish, you can blame me. I asked her to." 

Mathias rolled his eyes. "In any event, I sent them out again this morning." He tossed a bag to her. "This was fished out of the canal."

She emptied the bag on a nearby table. "Fucking shitfucks." It was nothing but shreds of paper, mostly her tracking runes. There were no signs of images. 

"The reason you were getting so many false positives, is whoever did this knew your runeing system. We've had three different operatives, including myself, search every last scrap. It's all runes."

Elunara groaned and flopped in a chair. "Gods fucking damn cock sucker hosebeast assfucker will GODDAMNED PAY FOR THIS SHIT!" She kicked the massive table so hard it flew across the room. Mathias barely dodged out of the way. She flung her arms down and screamed with such anger that her wings popped out of her back without her even realizing it. "Do you have ANY FUCKING CLUE how hard I WORK ON THESE FUCKING BOOKS?" She punched a wall and left cracks up it. 

Flopping back into the chair, she put her hands on her face. 

Varian slowly reached a hand out. "Elunara?"

She stood up and scooped the tatters back into the bag. Both men watched with some fascination as the wings fluttered back and forth while she picked up every last scrap of paper. She righted the table, dumped them on it, and then scrunched them in a pile. Satisfied with what she had down, she slammed both palms on the table and concentrated all of her energy into the pile. 

Varian looked to Mathis and raised a brow, but he just shook his head with a shrug. 

She began to shake, and the light began to grow. She screamed in a rage and a shot of energy went out. Her eyes rolled up in her head and she fell down to the floor. 

Varian scooped her up into his arms. "Elunara?"

Mathias went to the table and his eyes went large. He held up a packet of paper. "Would you look at that?" He whispered. 

"What?"

Mathias flipped through the pages. "It's her work alright."

Varian stood up, Elunara still in his arms. 

Mathias showed him the bundles of paper. 

"How the hell did she DO that?"

"I wish I knew. That would be some fascinating information to have."

Elunara groaned and held her head. Frowning down at the comfortable bed, she sighed. 

"Good, you're awake." Varian put a hand on her forehead. 

"Please tell me I didn't lose any days this time?"

"This time?"

She picked at the cover and sighed. "When I have... an event, and I wake up in bed, I've usually lost several days in recovery from an energy burn."

"Ah. No, you've only been out for a couple of hours."

"What did I do this time?"

"You don't remember?"

"Not usually." 

He handed her a pack of papers.

"My books!" She hugged it to her chest. Where did you find them?"

"Uh, actually... you pitched an epic scale temper tantrum, and then gathered all the pieces of paper, screamed at them, and... poof."

She flopped back, grabbed a pillow and them screamed into it.

"I take it she has no idea what she did." Mathias sighed from the door.

"Not a clue."

She flung the pillow across the room. "WHY DOES THIS SHIT KEEP HAPPENING?"

"Have you taken all of these happenings with the same amount of grace and dignity?" Mathias cocked an eyebrow.

She flopped back again. "Oh, fuck off."

Mathias' eyebrows shot up. "Excuse me?"

She flopped up and smashed her hand on the bed. "You're not the one that keeps getting called "Goddess" and having random fucking nitwits bow at you and expect fucking miracles to bloom out of your fucking ass!" She yanked at her hair. "It was FUNNY when some backwater natives thought I was their goddess of war and mercy and willing to do my bidding. It just got STUPID when the people I have to deal with all day long started believing it too! I AM NOT A MIRACLE WORKER!" She flopped back.

"I wasn't aware you could be so childish." Varian commented.

"You can fuck off too." She crossed her arms and glared at the ceiling. 

"Wasn't it you who fixed a little girl's legs so she wouldn't be left behind?" Varian said quietly.

"Yeah, but that was a fluke."

"Wasn't it you who returned life to both of your husbands?"

"But I don't even know how I did that."

"You may not like what's going on, but you've been doing some pretty miraculous things." He brushed her hair out of her face. 

Mathias stepped forward. "Instead of petty, childish tantrums, own it and do what you do best. Make it yours." 

Elunara jerked her finger in the air. "Remember the issues with Kathleen? Uh, sir."

"Yeah, what of it?"

"Kathleen tried to claim, that the report on her family was falsified, because you'd do anything for me because I fucked you."

Mathias just blinked. "Really?"

"I told her, that if you were really so motivated by your dick, I wouldn't trust shit you said."

He smirked. "An accurate assessment."

"Hey!" 

Elunara smirked at Varian. "Granted, most men motivated by their dick tend to tell the most honest secrets, so... whatever." She sat up and tossed the cover back. "In any event, I'm training John up. I think he'd make a pretty decent agent. He's got the moron shtick going pretty well for him."

"I'll keep that in mind."

She tugged the papers into her lap and began to shuffle though them. "I learned some time ago, that if I actively pour my energy into a person, that I can trick their bodies into healing themselves. Due to the strange nature of my abilities, I have rapid healing." She flexed her hand out and held her dagger. She raked it down her arm. 

Both men froze.

She watched as the gash healed itself. "As I use this ability, the faster I heal the next time around. It's getting crazy fast. When I dump this energy into someone else's body, it does the same damned thing to them, but only as long as I channel it. I am not actively healing them; I'm just giving them the ability to heal like I do. Most likely, what was in my head with this, was to force my pages to heal themselves. Which I did."

"Amazing." Varian rubbed her arm. 

"So much for learning it..." Mathias frowned.

She sighed. "Exactly." She stretched her back "Well, the end result, is that everything that was missing, is now here. I don't have the original pages, but that doesn't matter. The person who took them doesn't care about what they could learn; they care about what I need to know."

"Which is?"

"Back when I first brought Grogek back to town, I sat, and every single day, drew the scene before me. When I was poisoned and almost died, looking through my drawings gave us our culprit. Zelinnia herself said that my ability to catch things I am not even aware of is pretty scary. She was able to find Kathleen in my work, as far back as six years ago, because Zelinnia is crazy with details too. Between the two of us, we should be able to find out who's trying to kill Renwa, and who accomplished killing me." 

They stood by the portal. 

"I suppose I can't convince you to stay... just a few more hours?" Varian winked. 

"You know why I can't." She ran her fingers under his chin. "Thank you for dinner." She winked. 

Mathias nodded. "Send me your report."

She saluted. "As soon as it's wrapped up." Reaching out, she took the portal home. She hit the ground with a splat. She groaned and before she could completely sit up, she was mobbed by the boys. 

"Momma! You were gone a whole week!"

She sighed. "I was only there a day and a half." 

"Wasn't quite a week." Jordan ran his fingers through his hair. "But yeah, six days without you is uncomfortable." 

"At least it wasn't two months." Standing up, she wiped herself off. "Come on, I need to report to Renwa."

The boys wouldn't let go of her hands, so Jordan had to knock for her. 

"Enter!"

Renwa and Zelinnia stood up at the same time."Elunara!"

"Can we play with the baby?" Darguni ran over.

"Uh, sure." Zelinnia sat the baby down with her toys.

"It took longer than expected. When I tried to use the tracking spell, it spit off hundreds of directions. It took a number of SI:7 operatives, but all that we found were my runes torn off of the pages. However, using my abilities..." She sighed and put the packets of paper on the desk. "I... "healed" them. Somehow, I used my abilities to cause new pages to grow."

"Well, that's bizarre." Zelinnia picked up the papers and flipped through. "They're... perfect." She ran through all of them. "They're perfect recreations."

"Well, you would know." 

"Can I unbind these?"

Elunara grinned. "I trust you to get them back in the right order."

Zelinnia kissed Renwa on the cheek. "Sorry, my love, but your paperwork goes on hold for now."

He laughed and ran a hand down her ass. "Of course."

She began to spread the pages out on the conference table.

"Where's Duchie?"

Renwa sat down with a sigh. "Drooling into his oatmeal. Ina believes that once the damage started progressing, it just exploded."

"Damn. I hated the asshole, but no one deserves that."

Renwa nodded. 

"I'm going to head down and let Tulani and Grogek know I've returned. I figured it was best to let Zelinnia have my papers first."

Bradly stood up and shuffled his feet. 

"What's the matter?"

"Well, it's just that... Mommy Zel is going into one of her trances, and Uncle Renwa is going to be busy, who will watch Abby?"

"First, Uncle Renwa?"

"Well, if mommy Zel is going to be your sister... that makes Admiral Renwa our uncle right?"

"You did say he was family." Called Darguni. 

Renwa just stared.

"Only if it's ok with him to be called that."

"Uh, yeah, sure."

Jordan laughed. "Welcome to the family. Anyway, I can carry Abby for a little while, that way you can stay with your Momma, and she can do what need to be done." He looked over. "If that's ok with Zel."

Zel waved her hand. "Sure. I'm ok with that." 

The boys grabbed Elunara's hands and Jordan picked up Abigail. They made their way through town. Gerald eyed her. "I see you're back."

"Sorry, Darling. I'm interested in only seeing two people, and you ain't it."

"I'll send Tulani to the training yard, then." 

"Thanks, lovely."

Grogek stopped midsentence, turned and walked away. He didn't need to see her to know she was nearby. He met her on the edge of the training yard, plucked her up and devoured her mouth. 

The boys stepped back, giggling. 

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed in. She was mildly shocked when arms came around her middle. Tulani pushed her face into Elunara's back. 

"I suddenly regret agreeing to carry Abigail around." Jordan laughed. 

"I can hold her!" Darguni held up his arms.

"Or I can do you both a favor, and take her." Jerry held out his arms. 

"Don't tell Zelinnia. She'll kill me." Jordan passed the baby over and then joined the hug pile. 

With a giggle, the boys wrapped their arms around Elunara's legs. 

"Need air!" She gasped. They all let go at once and she fell over backwards. Without warning, Savage sat on her chest. "GODS!" Thinking it was a brilliant idea, Yoona sat on her legs. "THE HELL?" 

Grogek barked a laugh. "I take it they missed you too!"

"Help? Anyone?" She whimpered. 

Savage moved off and rubbed his head against hers.

"Sorry I couldn't take you this time, boy. Maybe another time." 

He grabbed Yoona by the scruff and dragged her off. Elunara brushed herself off. 

Mark jogged over. "Elunara! Please, please help Jenny." 

She sighed. "Can it wait?"

He shook his head. "Please, I beg of you." 

With a sigh, she pressed a quick kiss on everyone. "I'll be back, I swear." Following Mark to his house, she followed him in. "What's wrong with her?"

"I don't even know." He wrung his hands. 

Elunara put her hands on Jenny's body. Sending out her energy, she frowned. "Get Ina and Grogek NOW!" When Mark bolted, she climbed in bed with the woman and wrapped her arms and legs around Jenny's body and focused all of her energy. "Come on, darlin' don't give up on me." 

Grogek came in first. "What's wrong?"

"Jenny's been hit with the same poison that almost took me out."

"What? How?" He jogged over and laid a hand on Jenny's forehead. "Why?"

"I don't know." Elunara laid her forehead on the back of Jenny's head. "I'm the only thing keeping her alive." 

"I'll get the antidote." He left. 

Mark came in later. "Grogek said that Jenny had been poisoned and then he grabbed Ina and ran."

"You've got to think. Who has she talked to? Where has she been?"

He raked his fingers through his hair. "Well, she's been feeling better. Your treatments have really helped with the nausea." He dropped to his knees by the bed and ran a hand over Jenny's face. "I can't lose her." He whimpered. 

"I'm keeping her alive. It's difficult, but I'm doing it."

"What about the baby?"

"I'm sorry." She shook her head. "It's already too late. Now, think. Walk me through her day, her week... anything."

"Well..." He pressed his forehead to Jenny's. "Terica's been doing most of the chores and things. But, Jenny had been feeling much better. With Terica's help, I've been able to get a day or two of training in. Jenny was up and walking the past few days. She... she was annoyed that you went to Stormwind without giving her a dose of whatever it is you do for her. Then this morning, she was running a fever, and barfing again. Admittedly, she cursed your name a time or two this morning. Then she just collapsed. I went for the healer, but Gerald said you were back and I went for you."

"What has she had to eat?"

"Uh," He raked his hand through his hair. "Terica brought her something from Tippy's I don't know what." 

"Go to Tippy's send me John."

"Uh, yeah. Ok." Mark turned and ran. 

Grogek and Ina returned first. Grogek helped Elunara sit Jenny up in the bed so they could get the antidote into her. Grogek brushed Elunara's hair out of her face. "You just get back and now you must help her."

"It's going to be a rough few days." 

"We'll help you." 

"I know." 

Mark came back with John. "I don't know why you want him, but here he is."

"I need everyone but John to step out for a minute." Grogek and Ina left without question, but Mark just stood there. 

"Why?"

"I'll explain later. Now, get." 

With a final frown, he turned and left.

"Get your ass over here."

"What are you doing?"

"Pumping a steady stream of energy into her so she doesn't die. Now, give me anything you have on Terica." 

John stepped out of the building. "You can all go in now." He fled. 

Elunara sat in the bed, Jenny in her lap. She ran her hands over the other woman's hair. "Sorry, Mark. But it looks like I'm going to have to share your bed for the next few days."

He rubbed his neck. "Not a discussion I expected to have." 

Grogek nodded. "I'll be back." He pressed his mouth to Elunara's. "You do what you need to do."

Ina ran her hands over Jenny's body. "I think the antidote is starting to take effect. It's going to be a rough few days. You're lucky Elunara was able to come when she did."

"No one had any idea how long I'd be gone." She murmured. 

"But, why my Jenny?" Mark wiped his eyes. 

"I'm still trying to figure that one out." 

Over the next few days, Elunara's family cycled through visits, but tried to keep them short. They told her that Savage had plopped himself outside the door and refused to move. They brought his meals to him. 

On the fifth day, Jenny finally woke for the first time. "Mark?" She was hoarse and tired. 

"I'm here." Mark grabbed her hands. 

Elunara shifted and yawned. "Oh, good. The fever broke." She mumbled

"Elunara?"

"She's been keeping you alive the past few days." Mark ran his head over Jenny's forehead.

"Alive?"

"Yeah." He sat up in the bed. "Someone poisoned you, and Elunara's been giving you a steady stream of her energy, trying to save you."

"Why...?" She coughed. "So thirsty."

Mark reached over and snagged a cup, helping Jenny drink. 

"Why would someone poison me?"

"Don't know yet." He sighed. 

Elunara tightened her arm around Jenny's waist. "Will find out." She murmured as she buried her forehead into Jenny's neck.

"This... is a little strange."

"Elunara had to maintain body contact to keep you alive."

"Oh. Is she ok?"

"Just drained." Elunara sighed. "I've been giving out energy all this time, with no input."

"But I thought..."

She didn't open her eyes. "Honey, you've been so focused on and worried about Jenny, that you haven't given me anything. Not even enough to call it a light snack."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it. Just go get Ina. Once Ina clears her, then you can get me Grogek."




For the Whored Ch. 108



"Alright." Mark handed Jenny another cup of water, before running out.

"Why would someone poison me?"

"I have my suspicions." Elunara shifted. "But you'll have to trust that I will find out."

"I... do." She stared into the cup. "Thank you for savin..." Her hand flew to her belly. "What about my baby?"

"I'm sorry. You already lost it." Elunara tried to sit up, but found herself unable to. She tightened her grip on Jenny's waist. "I'm sorry. The poison is vicious. I should know; I was poisoned with it myself some years ago."

Tears streamed down Jenny's face. "Someone killed my baby."

"I'll find the useless fucker, don't worry."

She put her hands to her face. "As sick as I was, I didn't care, it was still my baby."

"I know, sweetie. I know."

Jenny curled up under Elunara's arm and just cried. 

Both women were asleep by time Mark got back with Ina. Ina climbed in the bed and ran her hands over both women. "Well," She whispered. "Jenny is out of the woods, but her recovery is going to take another couple of weeks. Elunara is completely drained." 

"I'll get Grogek."

"Better get Jordan and Tulani while you're at it. She's going to need an all you can eat buffet."

Once Mark left, Ina ran her hand on Elunara's cheek. "Your heart amazes me."



For the Whored Ch. 109



Elunara woke up in Grogek's arms. "Ah, I thought I felt my warm blanket."

"Yes, the three of us have decided that we'll take our turns... warming you up."

"Mm, I can live with that." 

They made their way inside, and Tulani was sitting at the upstairs desk, quietly sewing.

Grogek lifted an eyebrow.

"Oh, don't mind me. I just wanted to watch."

He shrugged. "As you will."

"I warn you, I might not participate at first. I barely have use of my limbs right now."

He grinned. "I can work with that." Laying her out on the bed, he tugged his clothes off and then carefully undressed her. Climbing in bed on the other side of her, he grinned at Tulani. "Visible enough?"

"Quite. Thank you."

Grogek ran his hands down her body. "I've missed you. First you were gone a week, then you've been helping Jenny." He brushed his lips against hers, before trailing down her mouth, across her chin and down her neck. His hand roamed down her body, her belly, her soft curls, across to her legs. Nipping at that sensitive part of her neck, he scrapped his teeth against delicate skin, before licking the red areas. Across her hips, down her thighs, brushing against her knees, his hands traveled up again to those soft wet folds. 

She shivered against his attentions. "I've missed you so much." She whispered.

Playing with her hairs and the soft folds they protected, he grinned. "I don't get to do this that often." 

"Mmm, what?"

"Just enjoy the feel of you." 

She shifted under him. "Just tell me when, Sugarbear. I'll give you anything you want."

"I just might have to." He slid a finger in, and rubbed his fingers on the inside of her thighs as he moved the finger in and out. His mouth roamed down her body as he nipped the sensitive skin. Using his fangs, he teased her body. Reaching the end, he dragged his tongue down those soft folds, before slipping in. 

She groaned and shifted. Her hands, she laid on his head. "I love when you do that."

He chuckled as he tickled her thighs with his fangs. "I love how you writhe when I do that."

"Bad." She gasped with a giggle. 

Shifting upwards, he positioned himself in between her legs. He pressed his mouth to hers, before slipping inside of her. Her legs came up on his sides, and he gripped her hips, casually moving in and out. Groaning, she shifted her legs against his skin. He sat up and ran his hands across her breasts. 

"Mm, I'm already feelings loads better. Hey, sweetness, care to join? I'm still so hungry."

Tulani sat down her sewing and grinned. "Always happy to help." She tugged her dress over her head and put it in her chair. Climbing on the bed, she scooted over Elunara's head. 

"That's what I want." Reaching up, Elunara ran her fingers through the soft folds. "Someone was enjoying the show." 

"You know I do." 

"Good girl." Elunara tugged at Tulani's thighs and brought her down. Slipping her tongue upwards, she enjoyed the flavor and feel of the wet folds. 

Tulani leaned back and put her hands on her ankles. She gasped and groaned under Elunara's quick mouth. 

Elunara pushed Tulani up. "Sugarbear, would it be rude to ask for a small favor?"

"Depends on the favor, my love."

"I can't reach Tulani's lovely tits like this."

Tulani panted. "I am fine with it, so long as I get to enjoy yours."

"Please do." Elunara buried her face, and groaned when Tulani went forward and grabbed one of her breasts. 

With a chuckle, Grogek reached out and began to fondle one of Tulani's breasts. He increased his pace, sliding in and out. He balanced his other hand by placing it on Elunara's belly. 

"I thought we were taking turns." She heard Jordan complain. 

Tulani began to shake, so she fell back against the head board. 

Elunara lifted her head. "Sorry, Sugar, I couldn't help myself. I'll be with you in a little bit." 

"I'll be waiting." He grinned, before heading back to his room. 

"I'm definitely not done with you yet." Grogek growled. He captured her mouth with his own 

Jordan went back to his room and got comfortable, before turning back to the port hole.

Elunara stretched out like a well pet cat. "Ah, that was delicious. But, now I'm after desert." She grinned and pressed her mouth to Grogek's, lightly raking her nails down his chest. "I'll want second helpings later." She brushed a kiss on Tulani's lips before heading out the door. 

In Jordan's room, she found him reclining on the bed, arms behind his head, dick in the air.

"Now, that is something I like to see." She strolled forward, bent down and slipped her lips over the tip. 

Jordan jerked in surprise and then laughed as he laid his hand on her shoulder. "Yeah, you're hungry." He groaned. She moved her head up and down as she sucked on him. He gripped her hair and stroked her ears. "Ah, Baby, I had another idea."

She grinned up at him. "Oh?"

"Keep that position." He winked.

Putting her elbows on the bed, she wiggled her butt. "Like this?"

"Sort of." He climbed off the bed and got behind her. Nudging her over the bed, he ran his hands on her ass. "Yeah, like that." Reaching forward, he gathered her hair into a ponytail and wrapped it around his hand. 

"Mm, Jordan, my love, you don't do the aggressive thing that often." 

"Yeah, well, gotta change it up." He buried himself into that warm waiting wetness and groaned. 

"I hardly believe you could get bored of me."

"Baby, no one could." He gripped her ass with his free hand. 

"Open or closed?"

"Closed. Tight." 

She crossed her ankles and gripped the bed. 

"Yes." He hissed. "Like that." He worked his way up in speed and gently yanked her hair. His fingernails bit into her hip as he slammed back and forth. 

"Harder."

"Yes, Baby, yes." Yanking her hair, he groaned as his balls hit her legs. Her head was pulled back, and his rapid pace made her teeth rattle as she groaned in appreciation. When he finally couldn't take it anymore, he exploded inside and, releasing her hair, he collapsed beside her. "Well, that was different." He said to the ceiling.

She slid off the bed and licked the length of him.

"Ah! Mean!"

"Aw," she softly ran her hand across his dick. "I was just going to clean you up." 

His dick flexed. "Yeah, well..." He sighed. "I got nothing."

She laughed and climbed in the bed beside him. She traced circles on his chest. "So, what was that?"

He ran his hand on her hip. "I had a couple of weeks to think of what I was going to do to you that I haven't before..." He shrugged. 

"I think there's plenty of time left in this night to try a few." 

She stretched her back and watched everyone get ready for the day. The lot of them wound up sleeping in the pile of blankets in the floor, 

Jordan stretched out. "It's a wonder we haven't broken something." 

"I chose my lovers for their creativity as well as their durability." Elunara grinned. 

Tulani eyed her. "What about me?" 

"Sweetness, I knew the strength was there, I just had to show you how." She brushed her lips against Tulani's.

Both boys ran into the room and threw themselves at Elunara. "MOMMA!" 

Jordan scooted out of the way. "Ok, so now I see why you smacked me."

Grogek snorted and continued shaving. 

"Ah, well, I feel awkward." Jordan beat a hasty retreat out of the room. 

"Momma! You were gone for SO LONG!" Darguni whined.

"I'm sorry, boys. Those portals are nasty work, and then I had to help poor Jenny."

"Yeah, we know." Bradly fidgeted his foot. 

Elunara went to the closet and tugged on a shirt. 

"How IS Jenny?" Darguni sat on the floor.

"I don't know. I feel asleep after I sent for Ina." She looked at Grogek.

"She's past the fever point, she going to have a terrible week, but she'll make it."

Elunara pulled on pants. "Well, then we can get back to normal."

"About time." Bradly flopped down beside Darguni.

"So how was it?"

"Yeah, where'd you stay?"

"I stayed with Varian." She shrugged.

"You got to stay in the Keep?" Bradly bounced. 

"Yeah."

"That is SO COOL!"

"Well, Varian is a friend." She shrugged again.

"Did you see Anduin?" 

"Actually, no." She cocked her head to the side. 

Jordan leaned against the door, pulling on a shirt. "Just so we're clear... you stayed, with him, or WITH him?"

Elunara rolled her eyes. "What do YOU think?"

Jordan snorted. "Now I get to repeat... that is SO COOL." He walked forward and kissed her. 

She laid a hand on his chest. "Shouldn't you be out breaking the hearts of the local town women?" 

"Hey." He wrapped his arms around her waist. "I missed my wife." 

With a grin she licked his lips. "It's just as well; I'm going to need to report to Renwa. You might want to stop by and have a listen."

Grogek looked up from putting on his shoes. "Should I be there?"

Elunara tapped a finger to lips. "Yes. I'm going to go check on Jenny, and make some arrangements, and then when I'm done, I'm going to give my report to Renwa."

"Can we come?" 

"You can follow me around, but you WILL stay outside when I tell you and you WILL keep whatever you hear to yourselves."

"Yes, Momma."

Elunara knocked on the door and Mark answered. She pointed to the stairs and both boys sat down with the cats. She stepped in and closed the door. "How is she doing?"

"Thank the Gods for you." Mark wrapped his arms around her. "Ina says she'll be fine, she'll just feel like shit for awhile." He stepped back and ran his hands through his hair. "Not that it's so different from... before." 

"Is that Elunara?"

Elunara pushed past Mark. "Hey, Sweetie. How are you feeling today?"

"Like shit. Mark says you stayed here for the past five days, pumping energy into my body."

Elunara stopped down and ran her fingers through Jenny's hair. "Yeah, I kinda did."

Jenny gave half a smile. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Listen, I need you to do me a favor, and try to remember and write down anything you can think of in the week or two before you were poisoned. Maybe there's something in there that will tell me who did this." 

"So you can punish the bastard who took my baby?" She whimpered.

"Exactly." She sighed. "Also, I hate to do this Mark, but you are NOT to leave her side until I do get who did this. Someone has been trying to kill Renwa, and I think the same person did this."

"But, what in the world does Jenny have to do with Renwa?"

"Don't try to figure out crazy." Elunara shook her head. "You're just going to hurt yourself. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to clear everyone you talk to or deal with. I trust Tippy, I trust Ina. But after that..." Elunara sighed. 

"What about John?" Mark frowned. 

"John's working for me." Elunara shrugged. "It's complicated, but I trust him to be honest with me. I won't ask that you do the same."

Elunara made her way to Renwa's office. Jordan spotted her and nodded. By time she had the boys sitting outside of Renwa's office, both Jordan and Grogek followed her in. 

"I heard about where you've been. How is Jenny?"

"Hanging on. Though I'm not certain which is worse, the recovery, or the heart break."

"Maybe I should go talk to her." Zelinnia murmured. 

"I wouldn't advise against it. She would do well to hear from someone who's been there." Elunara nodded. "Tell me what you have on my books."

Zelinnia went to the spread on the table. "I've cross referenced the hell out of this mess, but I can't seem to correlate any of these together. Even with all that I know, they could have just randomly grabbed books. I decided to stick with the idea that they may have grabbed a random book just to throw out the mess, and so I grouped every over lapping incident I could. I even recreated a few pages just so that I could continue the patterns maybe you could figure out what I'm missing."

"Thank you for all of your work my lovely." Elunara kissed her temple. "But it was useless."

"What?"

"The books were a blind."

Zelinnia sputtered and everyone stared at Elunara.

"Care to explain?" Renwa frowned.

"It was actually the poisoning of Jenny that made me realize the mistake."

"What does one have to do with the other?" Renwa shook his head. 

"Anyone who knows the slightest thing about me knows about my library and how much it means to me. What better way to get rid of me, than to steal my books and be off with them? When I was in the library, I heard a door slam, thought it was the boys, went to investigate, found nothing, and discovered my books were screwed up. So that took some time, then they had more and more time as I made preparations. More than enough time to cut out the core, rip off any trackers, and then make their way into the portal.

They hit Stormwind, toss the shreds in the canals, bolt back home, they only had to be in Stormwind a little over an hour? How long could I be gone? They didn't know the entire SI:7 would drop everything to help me search. With this time flunk, I could be gone a month or two. I don't think they expected me to follow on their heels. If I had taken the usual time, then Jenny would be dead. 

Honestly, it was easy enough to do, because she's been so goddamned sick with this pregnancy, that her symptoms would mirror the poison almost exactly. No one would suspect anything was out of the way. But, the reason they took so long to hit her, was they got caught up in the time screw up. They didn't have to take particular books, they just had to randomly grab shit and hope for the best."

"Gods." Renwa ran his hand over his face.

"But WHY Jenny?" Jordan shook his head. "She's... I don't want to say useless, but she's not exactly prime target." 

"Jenny is the part I don't get, honestly. She's sweet as pie and completely innocent. However, I may have put her in line of sight by accident." Elunara sighed. "When I found out that Jenny was having a rough time of it, I decided to be helpful, and arranged for her someone to stay with her... Terica."

"Isn't that Lucy's "sister"?" Jordan did quotations. 

"Yes."

"But, that's silly. Terica is..." Jordan blinked.

"None of us know a damned thing about her, actually. One that I did realize... is that she pumps me so full of admiration, that I thought she had a crush on me. Testing a theory, I kissed her on the cheek, and she almost wet herself."

"Ok, even I admit that's a little odd." Grogek snorted. "No offense."

"None taken. Since I can't directly question the feelings she's giving me, I assumed I had another "follower" and since she hasn't found her place in town, I decided to help her out." Elunara shook her head. "Now, I am debating on two scenarios, she poisoned Jenny because she knew I cared for the girl and wanted to distract me longer... or because she didn't think I'd be back in time to save her."

"But, is she behind the rest of the mess?" Renwa tapped a finger on the desk.

"I'm still trying to determine that one." She stared out the window. "But, it would take magical skill to rip my books apart like that, more so if she IS a mage, then she could summon her own damned port to Stormwind and wouldn't have to follow the usual channels. Future more, we already know it's a mage that's been trying to kill Renwa." She rubbed her hand on her chest. "Zelinnia do you have Terica's files?"

Zelinnia went to a cabinet and after a moment, flipped them open. "Strangely bare." She handed the file to Renwa. 

He flipped it open. "I agree." He passed the file on to Elunara and she showed it to Jordan and Grogek. 

"We know plenty about Lucy, but little to nothing about her lover. I suspect that Lucy doesn't either."

"Yeah, but why would Terica worship you, and want Renwa dead?"

"That's the million gold question." Elunara sighed. 

Elunara opened the door and blinked. "Uh, hey Lucy."

Lucy clutched a package to her chest. "Is this a bad time?"

"No, I got a few minutes. Come in."

"I never properly thanked you for your help." She shoved the package at Elunara. "So, here!" 

Still blinking in shock, Elunara tugged open the ribbon. Inside the paper was a leather belt. She held it up and inspected the detailed work. "Oh. Oh, wow."

"I spent a lot of time in Darnassus as a child, so I tried to capture the essence of the place. I'm quite proud of the miniature bank, and I thought the pretty purple dyes would match your hair."

"It's..." Elunara wiped her eye. "Shit."

"I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?"

"Shit. I just hate when I cry." Elunara hugged the surprised woman. "Thank you, it's beautiful." She put it on and twisted. "Perfect fit too. I'm duly impressed." 

"To think, I wouldn't have known I had the skill if you hadn't pushed me." 

"Funny how that works." Elunara murmured. 

Elunara made her way down to the training yard. 

"Hey, new belt?" Jordan grinned. 

"Lucy made it for me."

Jordan's eyes grew wide. "Oh."

"Yeah." 

He leaned down and brushed his fingers over it. "The work is quality."

"I freaking cried." She muttered.

Chuckling at her discomfort, he wrapped an arm around her waist. "That's just who you are now."

"Ugh, kill me."

"Elune wouldn't let me." He teased.

"New belt?" Grogek cocked his head to the side.

"Lucy made it for me."

"Well, that makes things a little tricky, doesn't it?" He brushed a hand down her back. 

"I just hope she doesn't blame me..." Elunara sighed. 

"If she does, she is a fool."

Elunara made her way in to Jenny. "How are you?"

"Tired. Just so damned tired." 

"Uh, Elunara?"

"Yeah?"

"I need to go do some things." Mark fidgeted. 

"Go. I'll watch her." 

Mark nodded and went for the door. Once it closed behind him, she heard Jenny sigh. 

"He tries so hard, but he has no idea what to do."

"Men usually don't." Elunara climbed in bed behind Jenny and wrapped her arms around her. "I know you hurt, and it has nothing to do with poison." 

Jenny turned over and buried her face in Elunara's chest. "Why? Why would they take my baby from me?"

"Sweetie, whoever did this didn't care what state you were in." 

"What are you saying?"

"I can't tell you why, but someone either wanted you dead, or wanted my attention focused on you. I'm not sure which."

"But, I've never hurt anyone in my life."

"That's just the thing. I haven't figured out if you're an innocent bystander, or the intended target. The end result is, someone wants to hurt you. I've had Mark block all visitors except the ones I've personally picked. I'm sorry."

"Gods, this is so horrible." Jenny curled up against Elunara. 

"Is it ok if Zelinnia visit you?"

"Yes? But, why?"

"Remember when Zelinnia tore open her leg?"

"Yeah?" 

"She didn't. She lost her baby. She was so messed up, and she was embarrassed by everything, and... we covered it for her, if only to save her heart." 

"Oh, Gods." Jenny whispered. 

"She would like to come help you."

"Then yes. I... I would appreciate it."

"Good girl." 

When Mark returned, Elunara was sitting up in the bed, Jenny's arms around her waist in her lap. She ran her hand down the other woman's hair. "She fell asleep."

"Oh." He sat the box on the table. "I guess I'll wait." 

"I'm going to send Zelinnia on by. She wants to help."

He nodded. "Yeah. She's been upset that I sent Terica away."

"You're doing the right thing. Not even Terica should be around her. I will hand pick every single person." 

"I can't believe someone tried to kill her. Why?"

"I'm still trying to figure that one out. I won't let it happen, you have my word."

"To think, I used to be afraid of you."

She snorted. "You still should be."

"No, like..." He sighed and flopped down in a chair. "Anyone with half a brain cell should be afraid of you."

"Much better." 

"But, everyone knows how easily you can be pissed off, and how mean you get when you are. That day that I volunteered for your project? I was utterly terrified. But then..." He laughed. "Later, when Grogek was... recruiting for your birthday party, I practically dove on the chance. Even then, between the both of you, it was a matter of honor that I didn't show any nerves. But, boy was I terrified."




For the Whored Ch. 109



Elunara laughed. "You did a damned good job of hiding it, if I do say so myself."

He grinned. "But then, you defended me so quickly against... him and everything you've done after..." He shook his head again. "I just don't know what to make of you some days. I mean, for five straight days, you lay there, giving her everything you could, just to keep her alive. Who does that?"

She sighed and brushed hair out of Jenny's face. "I don't know either. I do things without thinking about them, and then get embarrassed by the fall out. Strange isn't it?"

"Sometimes it bothers me."

"What?"

"How down on yourself you always are."

"I'm not..."

"Yes you are. You get mad when people respect you; you even pitched that fit when everyone bowed to you. I don't know why you hate it so much." He raked his hands through his hair. "Is it really so wrong, that we like you? When you give and give without anyone asking. Yeah, we're not going to line up and start asking for our own miracles. Is it really so wrong, that people smile and wave? We're not trying to attack you."

"I liked it better when you were afraid of me."

"There you go again!" He pointed at her. "That, right there. That bugs me. You freaking just saved the life of the woman I love, and you're pissy about it."

"No, I'm pissy because you're lecturing me."

"All I'm trying to say is that you are the nicest person I have ever met, and I don't like how you view yourself. You're not... "The Whore" any more. You don't have to be that person."

She sighed and stroked Jenny's hair. "First and foremost, I will always be The Whore; it's bred to the bone. I am a woman who has sex with men for the sheer fun of it, and I picked that name, because it was the last thing my mother ever said to me. I wanted to take the word and erase all meaning of it. I would be what I made of it." She shook her head. "I personally know, that the more a word is said, the less meaning it has, until it's left with the meaning you want it to have. That is why I chose it."

"Oh. Oh, man."

"Now, I'm having a hard time dealing with the fact, that I am a nice person. You've never read my books, but one day you might want to. Until Grogek, I had no emotions, at least in the core. Yeah, I got mad or I could enjoy things, but really... "She sighed again. "Realistically, I never felt any emotion towards the men I bedded; I never felt any emotion over the throats I cut. I wasn't capable of love, and it was rare I even laughed. All of my experiences were based on tactile need. I had to have them. I had to taste them, to smell them, to feel them. These things brought me pleasure. The use of my body was just a means to an end. 

Now? Now I don't know what I am any more. I cling to the whore, because that's what I know. This new side of me is... terrifying. I never knew fear, until I entered this phase of my life. I wasn't afraid of death, or pain. Pain was just a new way to experience things. I have been tortured in ways you would only dream of, and to me? They tickled. They were amusing. Just something else to experience and learn from. When I found love? I suddenly understood all of those emotions I had never felt before. Suddenly, I could be afraid of things, afraid FOR someone. I..." She rocked her head back and forth. "React? The way I do, because it's just me playing with thoughts, feelings and emotions. 

Yes, I could have left Jenny to the healers. I could have left her to the chance that the antidote had gotten to her in time. But, there was this part of me, hidden deep inside, that was terrified of letting go. I barely know her, and yet, I could feel your pain, like a rotten tooth, and I could feel her slipping away, and it was as if your pain and anguish woke up that hidden pocket of fear. I had to help her, if for no other reason than to save you from the grief."

"You... care that much?"

She shook her head. "Yes, and no." She sighed ad stroked Jenny's head. "Mark, I like you. You're a good kid, and I'm glad you've found someone you love. But, on the surface of things, that's about as deep as it gets. But, when I am in a situation, with a distraught or upset person, I... take on their pain. When I saw Lydia struggling with her legs, I felt her pain. I'd just barely met the child, and I knew how horribly, painfully embarrassed she was over her legs. I felt it like it was happening to my own body. It's the same. I throw myself into these situations, because I was wrapped up in the suffering of another. That's why I keep freaking out. 

I don't feel like a hero, I feel like a twit who let her emotions get the better of her. For someone who spent a good thirty or forty years having felt no emotion whatsoever, suddenly having to deal with other people's emotions is tiring. I feel their love and admiration pouring into me like an endless well, and I just want to throw the fuck up."

"I know how that feels." Jenny muttered.

Elunara brushed her hair back. "Finally decided to join the conversation?"

"Even if you only saved me because you felt you had to... you still did it, so I'm grateful." She tightened her hold on Elunara's waist. 

Mark was over in an instant, rubbing his hand down her back. "Sweetheart, how do you feel?"

"Like I want to throw the fuck up."

"Hold on, let me help you to the privy." Elunara climbed out of the bed and helped Jenny deal with her functions. 

"I guess my present is poorly chosen." Mark sighed in the other room.

"Present?" 

Elunara helped Jenny back in the bed. 

"I got Tippy to make one of her carrot cakes..."

Jenny struggled to sit up. "Fuck it, if I die, I'll die happy." 

Elunara laughed and helped her up. "Come on now, let's do it right." 

Jenny groaned over the first bite. 

Elunara sighed. "Now, this is just torture. Tippy's carrot cake is my favorite too."

"You saved my life; you get your own piece." 

After awhile, Jenny eyed Elunara over her cake. "You know, you can call random emergency situations as part of your emotional thing, but you can't call incidentals over it." 

"What?"

"You came over as often as you could make time, to ease my nausea. If you could call my poisoning immediate, you can't explain five days of care, as just emotional. You can't even take your visits to help me as just a sudden urge. I imagine you'd be pretty good at divesting yourself of a situation you don't like. I guess everyone filling you with emotions you don't understand would be pretty exhausting." She sighed and took another bite. "At risk of you getting annoyed and not coming back... You're a good person. Live with it." 

"Bah." Elunara shoved a heaping fork in her mouth. 

Mark grinned. "I have to admit, it's kind of nice to know that Elunara can be unsettled by anything." 

"I hate you both." She mumbled. 

At the knock on the door, Mark got up and answered. 

"She in here?"

Mark nodded and stepped back. "Yes, sir."

Jordan stuck his head in. "You know, it's almost dark. We were getting worried."

Elunara held up her fork. "Carrot Cake."

"Ah, so... we won't expect you back tonight?"

"Oh, go on you goof. I'll be there in a bit; I'm busy being lectured by these nobodies." 

Jordan laughed. "Well, they chose the best way to keep you glued to the seat. I'll let everyone know."

"Yeah, yeah I'll be along."

"I still can't believe you keep so many." Mark shook his head. 

"With all the shit that's going on, my family has been rather clingy. I can't quite blame them either." She kissed Jenny's forehead. "Get some sleep, little dove."



For the Whored Ch. 110



"I have to admit, I'm growing increasingly frustrated. I know in my gut that Terica is behind this, but I can't figure out why, or how to prove it." 

"We must figure out our next course of action, before someone else is hurt." Renwa leaned his mouth against his threaded fingers. "We can't figure out where or who she'll strike next and this bothers me."

"I've cleared it with Jenny, Zelinnia. If you still wish to go speak to her."

Zelinnia nodded. "I will."

Elunara closed her eyes and sighed. "I hate to pull the bait card, but I'm starting to think, that unless we catch her in the act, we won't get the proof we need."

"I used to be really good at the bait card." Zelinnia sighed. "I'd sit around like an idiot, and wait for a greedy Alliance to try and make a kill, and then a rogue or two would pop out of hiding while I ran around like a twit getting healed. Was kind of fun."

"You are a surprise." Renwa laughed. "I guess we should start making the rounds, see and be seen."

"I can't stay nearby, because she might think you too protected."

"Understood."

"Thank you for the use of the stroller, it's been very helpful." Zelinnia sighed.

"No problem. With any luck, I won't need it again."

She sat on the platform by the training yard, carefully documenting everything. Hoping that Terica would make an appearance, she scanned the edges of town. 

"How's it coming?" 

Elunara looked up at Renwa. "I haven't seen Terica all week." She shook her head. 

"Hm."

"I'd search her house, but there's Lucy to consider."

"And then people will get paranoid that you'll search any house that bugs you..."

"Also that."

Zelinnia sighed. "I just wish this could be over."

John headed to the training yard, his latest pack of papers tucked up under his arm. Being with Tippy was the most amazing thing to happen to him, ever. Elunara's faith in him was a close second. Sometimes he regretted that the project she had given him was taking away time from Tippy, but he wouldn't let her down. He hesitated when he saw her hanging out with Admiral Renwa and Zelinnia. 

He crept a little bit closer, and just watched. If Zelinnia was in a foul mood, he wouldn't go near her. Angering Zelinnia was certain to piss Elunara off. His eyes went wide, and he took off running.

"Zelinnia!" 

Everyone looked up as John body slammed Zelinnia into Renwa. He yelled out in pain as he hit the ground. 

Elunara was up in an instant. "Hold still. Don't move." She put her hands on his back and concentrated. "This will take out some of the pain, but I need a healer." 

Keeping one hand on John's shoulders, she tugged the shirt back. A massive chunk of his back was gone. 

Zelinnia gasped and knelt down. "You took that hit for me..." She whispered.

"You're lucky as shit." Elunara shook her head. "Half an inch lower and you might not have been saved."

"It hurts." He groaned.

"I'm taking the worst of it off, but when the healer gets here..."

"Saw the blade behind you. Couldn't..." He blacked out.

"Zelinnia get the blade; trace anything you can off of it."

"Right."

Grogek reached out, and Elunara slid John off of the platform and into Grogek's waiting arms. She climbed down and kept her hands on him the whole way.

"Well, he made a mess of himself." Ina sighed. "You've gone a long way towards healing the damage, but he'll need extra help." 

"I leave him in the best hands."

Elunara stepped out of the healer building, to be plowed down by Tippy.

"Where is he? How is he?" Tears streamed down her face.

"He's as well as can be expected. Go on in." 

Tippy scrabbled up and dove into the building.

"Would you look at that?" Grogek laughed. 

"I know, right?" She shook her head and dusted herself off. 

Zelinnia jogged up. "Elunara! She screwed up!"

"How?"

"She didn't... break..." Zelinnia gasped for air.

"Slow. Breathe. Clear words."

"Terica didn't break the bond. It trails back to her."

They all took off running. 

Lucy marched up to her room. "What is going on?"

A pair of soldiers led Terica out of the room in chains.

Elunara pulled Lucy to the side. "We caught Terica trying to kill Zelinnia, and have further evidence that proves she tried to kill Renwa and a villager named Jenny."

"But, why?"

"We're still trying to figure that part out."

"This can't be happening." She whispered.

Elunara helped Lucy sit on the steps. "I'll get to the bottom of this. Don't worry."

"But..."

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes?"

"I'll do what I can to make it right."

A chair was sat in the middle of the jail, and Elunara dismissed all of the guards. She just watched Terica pace back and forth. 

"Terica." There was no mistaking that wave of affection. "Please talk to me."

"It doesn't matter, I've failed."

"Failed what?"

"My revenge."

"Sweetie, I can't read your mind. You're going to have to tell me what's going on." 

"Dak." Terica grabbed the bars.

"Dak?"

"You remember him, don't you?"

"Yeah, he almost killed me." 

"It was an accident." Terica waved a hand. 

"What does he have to do with anything?"

Terica growled. 

"Ok, let's try this again. What did Admiral Duchie have to do with Dak?"

"Dak was under General Duchie for years, but when Duchie wanted a promotion, he dumped Dak out of his company. Dak wound up under General Renwa, and left me trapped behind."

"So, you're angry at Renwa for taking Dak away from you?"

"Yes! AND he's the reason Dak was executed!"

"Then why not go after Grogek? It was his blade that finished Dak."

Terica rocked her head back and forth. "Because Grogek was new, and he was just following orders. And he is yours."

"Then why Jenny?"

"Because Jenny is Duchie's daughter! I had to get rid of her!"

"Ah." She considered the woman. "My role?"

Terica rubbed her hands on the bars. "You tortured Terrance. You made him into the husk he is today, and had my revenge for me." The love radiating off of the woman was sickening. "And I heard... I talked to one of the guards who kept Dak. He told me that you wanted to spare my beloved."

"What of Lucy?"

"A means to an end." Terica shrugged. "I had to find a soldier that was willing to go through, and willing to take me along. After that..."

"Why not a male soldier? You would have been out here quicker."

"NO MALE BUT DAK TOUCHES ME!"

"Yeah, you're touched alright." Elunara shook her head. "I am compelled to inform you, that neither Terrance nor Jenny are the children of Duchie. Duchie's been such a fuck around all these years that he doesn't even know who his kids are. He heard of an illegitimate pair of kids, and decided to check it out. Unfortunately, I know who their parents are, and it's classified information through the SI:7. Their father doesn't want someone using them as leverage against him."

"But..."

"Yeah, I know what you heard." Elunara shook her head. 

Outside, Elunara sighed.

Renwa held out the listening orb. "Who'd have thought that'd come back to us?"

Zelinnia bit her lip. "Who's Dak?"

"When Grogek first arrived, there was a soldier who was pissed about Grogek being allowed to train the men. He poisoned Grogek's axe and waited to see who got cut. I did." Elunara shook her head. "She used the same poison on Jenny."

"She used me."

Elunara turned and spotted Lucy hiding behind a building. "I'm sorry, Darling. She did."

Lucy put her face in her hands and began to weep. "I thought she loved me. She was the first person to even understand me, just a little bit." 

Elunara wrapped her arms around Lucy. "Here, now. Don't do that." 

"But, I don't know what to do!" She wailed. 

"Come on, let's get you home."

"NO! I can't go back there!" 

"Then come with me. You can go to my home for now." 

With a sigh, Elunara closed the door to one of the downstairs bed rooms. 

Tulani came in with her basket. "Something wrong?"

"We found the ass who's been trying to kill Renwa." 

"Well, that's good."

"It's Terica."

"Oh. Ouch."

"Lucy might stay with us for a few days. I don't know."

"Fun." Tulani brushed her lips against Elunara's. "You'll figure it out."

Elunara ran her hands down Tulani's hips. "Ugh, no more. I'm not sure even I could handle that."

"How is she holding up?"

"She cried herself to sleep."

"Poor girl. I'm familiar with that myself."

"No one will make you cry again, my little lovely." She brushed her lips across Tulani's and tugged the woman's hips to her. "I'll make sure of it."

Tulani carefully dropped the basket to the floor and pressed into the embrace. Elunara's hands slid down Tulani's ass, as Tulani's arms came around her neck. They danced and mated their tongues and mouths together, savoring the sensations. 

"Perhaps... it is best we take this upstairs, so we don't disturb our guest." Elunara whispered.

"My sewing can wait." Tulani grinned. 

Lucy groaned and shook her head. She had a moment of panic before she remembered where she was. Tears came easily to her and she sighed. Throwing back the cover, she found her way to the privy. Stepping out of the little room, she looked around. Following the sound of voices, she made her way up stairs. The door was cracked, but she didn't want to just shove it open. She lifted her hand to knock, but spotted the strange circle in the door. Peering through it, her eyebrows shot up. 

Laying in the over sized bed, Elunara was completely naked, and had the Draenei known as "Tulani" draped across her body. 

Elunara ran her hands up and down Tulani's hips. "I do enjoy your body. It's so delightfully tasty." 

"It is thanks to you that I can even enjoy my own body."

Elunara tugged on Tulani's hips, dragging her forward. Reaching out, she cupped a breast. "I want these in my mouth." With a giggle, Tulani wiggled into position, and groaned at Elunara's attentions. With one hand, she cupped the breast and sucked gently on the nipple. The other hand she moved down and slipped her finger in. 

Tulani arched back and ground her hips against Elunara's hand. She cupped Elunara's breasts, and ran her thumbs over the nipples. He fingernails bit into the flesh of Elunara's breasts as the orgasm raked through her.

"That's my girl." Elunara laughed, as she moved her hands to Tulani's ass.

"Oh, sorry." Sliding her body back, Tulani bent down and kissed each breast. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Sweetness, the day you can actually hurt me, is the day I go back to training."

"Still, I want to apologize." Tulani grinned, sliding all the way down. Her tongue flat, he stroked Elunara's warm center. 

Elunara ran her fingers through Tulani's hair. "Ah, I like when you do that."

Using a pair of fingers from each hand, Tulani spread the lips apart, before carefully covering every centimeter with the tip of her tongue.

"You're getting good at that." Elunara wriggled. 

Tulani giggled. "I learned from the best." She went back to her enjoyment of her partner, slipping a pair of fingers in and pressing down. 

Lucy jerked her head away and covered her mouth. She really shouldn't have watched such an intimate act, but she found herself completely drawn to it. Turning away, she fled back to the room Elunara had so graciously given her. 

Hugging the pillow, she found herself analyzing everything her and Terica had ever done. It all seemed so sweet, so timid, but she guessed that was part of the act. Curling up, she began to cry all over again.



For the Whored Ch. 111



Renwa sighed. "So what should we do with Terica?"

Elunara shrugged. "No point in a trial, we have all we need. It would just be for show."

"We might need to, before making any major decisions."

"The problem is, we don't have enough physical evidence. Zelinnia can trace the magic all day long, but in the end a non-magic type cannot see what she sees. Yes, she had my books, yes she had the poison, but someone could turn around and blame Lucy instead."

"How is Lucy?"

"Miserable, but holding on." Elunara sighed. "Even the recorded confession would come into question."

"She can't sit in the hold forever." He sighed. "She's tried to kill me repeatedly, killed you, almost killed Jenny, fried the mind of an Admiral, and almost killed my wife. I'm none too pleased with this situation."

"Our options, as they stand, are first a trial by fire, in that we take her out to the public, list her crimes and see what the public wants to do about it. Second, would be to just execute her, either publicly or privately. The third would be to drag her into the wilds and leave her, but she's a pretty well off mage, she could just come back and try again. Another idea would be to ship her ass to Stormwind and let Varian figure it out." 

"None of them sit well with me."

"Me either." She raked her fingers through her hair. "I'm going to send a message to Varian, some of the head mages in Stormwind, and a few other contacts, see if we can get a better grip on the situation."

"Good idea. Keep me posted."

Varian stood beside Elunara, eyeing the prisoner. "I see why you're having such a hard time coming to a decision."

Elunara led the way back outside. "She's been magically bound, and has stayed complacent the past couple of weeks, so long as I go down and speak to her ever so often."

"Why you?"

"She believes that I showed mercy to her beloved in his last hours, and that I tortured one of the children of the men she believed responsible."

"Unsettling." He sighed. "I am of the opinion that this prisoner should be executed. She's too much of a risk to keep alive."

"That's the general thought on the matter. I do have an extra concern..."

"That is?"

"She's looking forward to her execution. She wants to die the same way Dak did. By Grogek's blade."

"If that is her final wish, I see no reason to not grant it."

"It just grates me wrong, to give her what she wants after all that she's done."

Terica stood in the middle of the platform, with Renwa and Varian to one side, Elunara and Grogek to the other. Renwa read the list of charges. 

He rolled up the list. "Terica, how do you plead?"

"Guilty."

"Do you have any last words?"

"At last, I will have my Dak again."

"Wait!" Lucy ran forward and stopped at Terica's feet. "Please! Did you ever love me?"

"I already have a man. I don't need another one."

Lucy gasped and put her hands over her mouth. 

Elunara growled and punched Terica hard enough to knock her to her knees.

Renwa reached out. "Elunara!"

Varian grabbed him by the shoulder and shook his head.

Elunara grabbed a handful of Terica's hair. "YOU!" She slammed the woman's face in the platform repeatedly as she talked. "You are a useless, stupid, bitch," She punctuated each word with a face smash. "and you don't have the fucking right to be a nasty little shit!" Elunara stopped and yanked her head back. "You hurt my friends, you hurt my family, and I'll be fucking DAMNED if you won't pay for what you did to Lucy or Jenny's baby." She flexed her hand and called her dagger. Terica's eyes went wild as Elunara slit her throat and shoved her off the platform. 

"Get rid of this trash." She snarled. 

"Feel better?" Varian asked mildly, though his lip twitched.

"Marginally." She watched them haul Terica's body away. "Will I get in trouble for not honoring her last wish?"

He snorted. "I figured you'd find a way around that."

Renwa laughed. "This is what we deal with... having Elunara in our town."

"Never a dull moment, I assume."

Lucy still stood there, hand over her mouth, as she watched the woman she thought loved her was hauled away.

Elunara jumped down and wrapped an arm around Lucy. "Come on, Little Lily, let's get you home."

"I can't believe I was so stupid." She laid her head on Elunara's shoulder and wept. 

"Don't. You can never predict crazy." 

Once Elunara had Lucy into bed, she opened the front door. 

Jenny wrapped her arms around Elunara. "Thank you for what you said." 

Elunara sighed. "One of these days, I'm going to get my badass reputation back."

"Uh, I think beating the shit out of a bound woman and then slitting her throat in front of the King goes a long way towards that." Mark laughed. 

"I tend to agree." 

Everyone looked back at Varian. Mark shot to attention, Jenny blushed and scooted backward. 

"Hey, Hot Stuff."

He lifted an eyebrow. "You're in a better mood."

"I got to slit someone's throat. Of course I'm in a better mood. 

"Ah, there's that sadistic bitch we all know and love."

"Damned skippy. Want to come in? You guys can come on in as well." 

"Uh, well..." 

Jenny tugged on Mark's sleeve and jerked her head.

"Sure. I guess."

Elunara shared a grin with Varian. "Come on, you can all have some fruit punch. Be quiet though, I don't know if Lucy is sleeping or not." 

"I'm not." She sighed. 

Elunara brushed her fingers across Lucy's cheek. "All I want is for you to be well. If you need to lie down, please do so."

"I'm kind of tired of crying." She rubbed the heel of her hand across her cheek.

"Good girl. Now, you can either have something to drink with us, or you can go attack something at the shop."

"A drink would be nice."

"She's been living with you?"

Elunara looked back at Varian. "No, she's not part of the collection." She shrugged. "I just didn't want her to be left alone at such a time."

Jenny snorted. "And you don't want people to think you're nice."

"Hush you."

Varian laughed. "Elunara has always been a strange one." He accepted her cup of juice. After a sip he coughed. "That's a little strong, don't you think?"

"The fruits here naturally make their own alcohol. You combine a few in a jar, and suddenly you can knock out dwarves. I try to keep to the tamer lot."

Varian eyed the cup. "I might want to ship some of this back with me."

Jenny sipped and groaned. "I haven't had any of this mix since..." She swallowed and bit her lip.

Elunara sat the pitcher down and wrapped her arms around Jenny. "It's ok."

"Gods it hurts." She whimpered as she curled up in Elunara's arms. 

"I know it does. It will for awhile."

"I just... I want to go back to Stormwind." Jenny turned to Mark. "Please, I want to go back home. I hate this awful place." 

"But... I..." He reached out. 

Elunara sighed. "You know, Mark, I'd greatly consider it." She shrugged. "What do you have here?"

"I have... uh, you? Wait, that sounds bad."

Rolling her eyes, Elunara laughed. "If I wasn't here... why would you stay? Give me one really good reason you should stay here. Jenny wants to be away from this place. What does she have? An insane brother, the loss of her child... So I am who I am, wouldn't you both be happier back in Stormwind?"

"We are nearing the end of this campaign." Varian put a hand on Mark's shoulder. "I think you should come back with me. From what I've been told by Elunara, I believe a Captaincy is in your future."

"Really?" He whispered.

"Mark, take care of Jenny." Elunara put her hand on his cheek. "You can always stop back by for a little while. Besides, who better to send back to sing my praises to the troops that will come through, and prepare them for the day when my family can go back?" 

"I guess my decision is made for me." He murmured.

Jenny tightened her arms around Elunara's waist. "Thank you so much." She whispered. 

"Just... let... go..." Elunara gasped for air. 

"Oops, sorry." Jenny laughed. She launched herself at Mark. 

"I can go if you want me to." Lucy whispered. 

Elunara ran a hand down Lucy's back. "Honey, you should go where you want to. You are free to stay in my home until you know what you want."

"I never had anything in Stormwind. I hated my commission; I only joined because my father made me. Terica... she was so supportive and understanding and pushed me to do what I could. She encouraged me to take this campaign, said that Renwa's town had a trainer that could whip anyone into shape. I fed on it and came here. I hated it even more. It was you that saved me from my misery. It was you who made me feel like I could be more." Lucy laid her head against Elunara's shoulder and wrapped an arm around her back. "I would kind of like to stay with you."

Elunara shrugged. "Then do so. Go back to work at the Tannery, you're quite gifted with design." She ran her hand over the belt. 

"Wait, she did that?" Varian eyed the belt. "I've been staring at that thing since I got here."

"Aw, now I'm offended you weren't staring at my ass." Elunara winked.

"Hey, it's a two for one deal." He laughed. "But the work is top quality." 

Lucy blushed. "Thank you very much."

"I bet our leatherworkers would love to have you, but I see you're set to stay here. I'm fine with that. Maybe after the campaign is over. Adventurers are making great strides in the raids." Varian nodded.

Elunara sighed. "Well, until we reach a point in which we no longer need to send out large swaths of troops into this hellish place, Grogek will need to train them and prepare them. I stay with him, my family stays with me." She shrugged. "Of course, I'll miss this house. I put so much into rigging it for all the fun."

Varian raised a brow. "Like?" 

Elunara whacked a cabinet and out popped a board with paper tacked to it. All stared at a picture of Elunara in a compromising position.

Varian laughed. "Are these...?"

"All over the house?" Elunara kicked a cabinet and another one popped out. "Yeah. There's a few my lovely lovers haven't found yet."

"Ask her about the couch." Mark snorted.

She closed the latches in the cabinets and walked over to the couch. Yanking a lever, she pointed. "Bed." then yanked it a different direction. "Sloping." She yanked a different lever, popped a few latches and climbed on, wiggling her butt. "Ass play." She laughed and popped it together again. "I spent WEEKS designing this fucker. It can help with all sorts of fun positions."

Varian laughed hysterically and wiped a tear. "Only you."

"I've rigged the entire house to be fucked in, one way or another. Even the banisters are reinforced in half a million ways to allow for all sorts of fun and just about any weight."

"I'd like to try some of that out." He murmured. With a laugh he shook his head. "Lu, you are a riot. If I didn't have important things to get back to..." He shook his head again. 

She ran her fingers down his breastplate. "One of these visits, you should take up my offer. Though, if I get back, any house I wind up in will have to be re-fitted for my enjoyment." She winked. 

He ran a finger down her cheek. "It's a date."

"I feel really weird witnessing this." Mark mumbled.

Varian laughed. "Elunara has a knack for making you forget that people are watching." He ran his fingers through his hair. "Anyway, I better be going, before you wrap me up in your spell and dump me in the nearest bed."

"Damn, I was so close."

"I have to argue with Elune... you're a full blown succubus." 

"Not MY fault you're so edible." She laughed. "But, come on; let's get you out in public so you can return to the air of dignity."

"That would be best." 

They stood at the portal, Jenny wrapped around Elunara. "Come on, little dove, this is what you wanted."

"I know. But I'll miss you so much."

"You'll be happier there, I just know it. Besides, being a Captain's wife is quite the status jump. Think of all the friends you'll have." 

Jenny sighed. "Well, Terrance never really let me have friends. So..."

"And there you go. You head out from here, a different person than when you left. Take the town by storm, my little dove." 

"I never asked why you call me that."

"Because you have wings, you just need to spread them and fly."

Jenny nodded and went to Mark's side. "I'll think about you, until you can come back yourself."

"You can be the president of my Stormwind fan club." She winked. 

Jenny nodded and then stared down the portal. Hand in hand with Mark, they reached out at the same time and were gone. 

"You know she's going to do it." Jordan sighed.

"It'll give her something to hold on to during the rough days." Elunara turned and walked away. 

He groaned and tried to shift his hand to his head, but found it trapped. Blinking away the fuzz in his brain, he raised his head and looked around. He was laying face down on a healer cot. 

A face came into view. "Oh, you silly man. Look what you've done to yourself."

"Tippy?"

She kissed his forehead. "You brave thing. You saved Zelinnia's life, and let her find the culprit."

John shook his head. "I what?"

"Don't you remember?"

Ina snorted. "He's in no shape to be talking." She placed a hand on his head and he returned to the dark.

This time when he awoke, he put his hand to his head and tried to sit up. Hissing in pain, he laid back. 

"Well, he's up again." Ina looked into his eyes and nodded. "He'll be fine. Just hurt for awhile. We'll do what we can."

Tippy took his hand and smiled. "There you are." Patting his hand, she sighed. "You gave me quite the fright. Do you remember anything?"

"I remember... seeing another blade rise up. It was going for Zelinnia, and I just... acted."

"Well, you shoved Zelinnia out of the way, and the sword sliced across your back instead. You've got a chunk of your back missing that's about six inches wide and about a quarter inch deep. The whole thing. It was... a mess."

"Ugh."

"Any lower and you'd be dead." Ina snorted. 

"Elunara kept you stable until she would get you here." Tippy rubbed John's hand on her cheek.

"You'll have a spectacular scar."

"But, you're a hero now. You saved Renwa, and then saved Zelinnia. Because of that, and the fact that your act allowed Zelinnia to trace the magic, well, the town loves you now."

He ran his fingers through his hair. "Wow."

"Marry me."

"Uh, what?"

"I already asked Elunara if I could. Marry me."

John blinked as tears streamed down his face. "I'd like nothing more."



For the Whored Ch. 112



Jordan and Grogek were standing on the side of the yard, discussing the latest set of soldiers.

"I swear they get worse every batch." Jordan groaned.

"Are they scraping bottom?" Grogek sighed.

"Nah, just rushing it." Jordan scratched his head. "They want to get as many out here for the final push as possible. Maybe I'll get to show you Stormwind soon."

"That'd be nice." Grogek smiled. 

"You know, it's really fascinating to see you two getting along." Joby was from the newest ship over.

"Yeah, well, only cause I'm fucking his wife." Jordan jerked his head towards Grogek.

"Yeah, well, only because I'm fucking YOUR wife." Grogek snorted. 

They both looked at each other with a grin, before exploding in laughter. 

Joby walked over to Gerald. "What the hell was that about?"

Gerald swallowed his bite of cookie. "They're married to the same woman."

"Wa?"

"No, it's cool. Watch this." Gerald put his hands on either side of his mouth. "HEY GROGEK!"

Grogek looked over. "WHAT?"

"I FUCKED YOUR WIFE!"

Joby gasped and stepped back.

"Well? Did you enjoy it?"

"Or are you trying to file a complaint?" Jordan snickered. 

Once again both men looked at each other before doubling over in laughter. 

"What are you two idiots laughing about?"

Both turned back and grinned. "Nothing?" They said in unison.

"Oh, don't YOU two start doing that. I might have to start paring down my house!"

"Elunara!" Gerald cried. 

"WHAT?"

"How'd you get so freakishly strong?"

She stepped forward. "Jacking off men for forty years." 

"That can't actually work." Someone muttered.

Elunara climbed up on the platform. "Hey, can I borrow your weights?"

Grogek shrugged. "You know I never deny you."

"Toss me a pair of fivers." 

Grogek wandered over and grabbed a pair of five pound weights, tossing them up. 

She handed one to Gerald. "Ok, now do this." She made a rapid jacking motion.

Gerald snorted and repeated the motion.

"Ok, now keep that up for a solid minute." 

"Seriously?" Gerald blinked

"Seriously." 

"Shit, this is hard."

"Yes, it usually is." She winked. 

"Ok, ok, everyone who wants to, grab the same thing, let's see who can last the longest!" She started the motion and everyone followed.

"Elunara what the hell is going on?"

"An exercise competition. Someone asked me why I was so strong, and you know my answer. There are doubters."

"Goddamn!" Someone swore as he dropped the weight. 

"I don't know why I bother asking." Renwa sighed.

"Personally, I think you like having a migraine." Elunara grinned. 

Several more dropped their weights. 

"I'm starting to think so too." Jordan grinned. When Renwa shot him a look, he straightened his shoulders. "Sir."

Grogek laughed, also shaking a weight up and down. "I don't do this on my own that often."

"Bragging or complaining?"

"Oh, definitely bragging."

"Elunara?" Renwa sighed. 

"Yeah?"

"Everyone else has stopped."

"Really? Lame."

"You can stop now."

She laughed and tossed the weight down. "After awhile, you stop noticing it. Anyone else have any dumb questions?"

"Yeah, how many men have you fucked?"

"I'd have to check my books, but I know it's in the thousands somewhere. It gets a little fuzzy when you get up in the five and six at a time ranges. Any others?"

"What's the weirdest?"

"Dragonkin has to top the list."

Even Renwa froze at that one. "What?"

"When I was on mission to join the Twilight cultists, I discovered some really disturbing shit. Everyone knows that they torture their initiates, but what few actually know, is that every batch of new cultists are given to the twilight dragons to "play" with. Many are eaten, most are tortured, but a few... well, I assure you, that you'd rather be tortured. They don't differentiate between male or female either. Those that survive the process are usually fucked up beyond belief. There's no mistaking that. Lots of them wind up killing themselves... or worse. A clean death is always the quickest. In any event, I knew that in order to survive, forget finish the mission... I had to do the unthinkable, and actually volunteer for the process. 

Now, I won't tell you the specifics, but I will tell you that I survived because I am a pro, and because I can make any situation work for me."

"I sent you on that mission." Renwa whispered.

"There was no way of knowing the truth and, quite frankly, only the highest of the twilight know about it. In fact, I try not to think too hard about it." She sighed. "Since I have broken your brains, I'll return to my original goal of drawing on this beautiful day." She jumped down and grabbed her board, only to be squished between Grogek and Jordan. Her board clattered to the ground. 

"Baby, I had no idea."

"My love, you never wrote on it."

"I did. I hid those pages. In fact, the only copy of those pages is hidden in the SI:7 headquarters. Only Mathias himself knows the content of those pages."

"Now I know why none of our other agents returned." Renwa frowned. 

"Two of them were eaten. One of them was found out and... skinned alive. I have no knowledge of any others." 

"We sent seven. When you returned, Mathias called you our lucky seven."

She shrugged. "I am a pro." Her eyes went wide as Renwa wrapped his arms around her. "Oh Gods, it was eight years ago. I'm over it." She rolled her eyes. "Curse this honesty bent you lunatics have me on." With a sigh, she pushed him off of her. "I'm over it. It's more of an amusing anecdote now. Don't worry about it."

"I still feel bad I put you in the way of that." 

"I'll try anything once." She winked, before picking up her board and heading up the hill.

Grogek nudged Jordan. "Now's as good of a time as any to tell you what I planned for Elunara's birthday this year."

"Momma!" Both boys launched themselves into the bed. "We heard it was your birthday!" 

Elunara groaned. "I did not want broken ribs for my birthday."

"Sorry, Momma." Bradly wiggled out of the way. 

"How old are you, Momma?" Darguni cocked his head to the side.

Elunara mentally counted. "Sixty."

"You don't look sixty." Bradly frowned. 

"I age about half the rate of a human, maybe even slower. I'll look like this for quite awhile."

"What do you want for your birthday?"

Elunara scrubbed her hand on Bradly's head. "What I want, I can't have for some time."

"What?"

"To take my family to see the major capitals of Azeroth. Until we can leave Draenor with no problems, I can't have that." 

"Oh." Darguni fidgeted. "Well, how about we bathe the cats, and do the town chores today?"

"Sounds lovely. I have some Library work I want to do."

"We'll do the best job!" Bradly tugged Darguni out of the room. 

Once they were out of the house, Bradly turned to Darguni. "Let's get Ina, we can have a party!" 

"Yeah!" 

"The big six-o, huh?" Jordan grinned. 

Elunara stretched and headed to the closet. "Yeah. Don't fuss. Not a fan of being reminded how much older I am than everyone else."

"It's ok; Renwa's been on my ass about turning in my paperwork on time for once."

Elunara snorted. "More like Zelinnia's been on HIS ass. That woman is a slave driver on her paperwork."

He brushed a kiss on her lips. "Happy Birthday anyway, Baby."

She cuddled against him. "My family is my birthday present." 

Grogek grinned as Jordan walked out. "I got you a present anyway."

"Oh?"

He shook his head. "I have to go get it."

She rolled her eyes. "Fine." She tugged a fang down and assaulted his mouth. "Not like you can top the last couple you've given me."

He winked and walked out. Downstairs, he eyed Lucy. "You'll want to clear the house for the next... four or five hours. Better yet, just observe the signs."

She sighed. "I know how this house works."

"It's Elunara's birthday."

"Really?"

"She's sixty."

Lucy's eyebrows shot up. "That's Night Elves for you."

Tulani sighed. "Forgive me; I worked on yours for months. I'm not taking it back now."

"Oh?" 

Tulani took her hand and led her down into her Studio. 

Elunara gasped. "Oh, it's gorgeous."

"I even stained the blood myself."

Elunara laughed. "You know me all too well, my sweetness." She brushed her lips over Tulani's and ran her hands down her ass. "You know..."

"I'm sorry, my love. I thought your birthday was tomorrow, so I promised Eloise I'd help her with a back order today."

"Oh, fine. Tonight then." 

"Of course."

Elunara poked her head in Lucy's room and wasn't surprised the woman was gone. As gloomy as Lucy had been, at least she remained efficient. She was going to have to figure out how to pull Lucy out of her funk. She headed to the library and began sorting through the recent set of portraits. She was going to have to get Joseph to bring his kid back for a second sitting; the child couldn't stay still for two seconds. 

The door opened and she heard Grogek's footsteps. "Love?" 

"Yeah?" She looked up. 

"Can I close this door for a few minutes?"

"Uhh, yeah..."

"Alright." He closed and locked the door. 

She stared at the door for a moment before shrugging and going back to her work. 

When the door next opened, Grogek stood there, looking official. "Your birthday present is ready for inspection."

She blinked and got up from her seat, placing her papers back on her desk. She wandered to the door and her eyebrows shot up. Lined up in a row, were four naked men. They knelt on the ground, heads bowed, and their hands behind them as if bound. Jordan was leaning against the other wall.

"Hmm." Was all she could think of to say.

"For your sixtieth birthday, we got you sex men to enjoy." Jordan grinned. 

"We are the other two." Grogek nodded. "Yours to command as you please."

"I see." She strolled over to the four men and her eyebrows shot up. Placing her fingers under the chin of one, she had him look at her. "Mark?"

"Permission to speak." He said. 

"Granted." 

"Jenny says... "Happy Birthday", ma'am." He bowed his head.

Elunara grinned and strolled over to Jordan. "Well, in all fairness." She put a hand on his shoulder and shoved him down. "I think you two should join the rank." 

Grogek nodded and knelt. 

"Now, what to do with my prizes?" She tapped a finger on her chin. Walking back to the first man, she grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back. "Take my pants off."

"Yes ma'am." He reached up and grabbed the edges of her pants, and slowly drew them down her hips and legs. 

She lifted a foot, and he tugged the side free. She straddled him. "Please me."

"Yes, ma'am." He buried his mouth into those soft folds. He licked the flesh and slipping his tongue into her. His hands moved up her leg. 

"Hands stay on the legs, your mouth only." She growled. 

He stroked her legs as he moved his tongue around in fascinating patterns, tracing every last bit of her. 

Grabbing his hair again, she moved him back. "I am pleased." Using the toes of her foot, she stroked the length of him. He was rock hard and she grinned. 

Moving away, she grabbed the next two and made them stand. "Take off my shirt."

"Yes, Ma'am." They said in unison. Each grabbed part of her shirt, and moved it up and over her head, tugging it free and letting it drop to the ground. 

She took the opposite hands of each man and put them on her hips. "My breasts need attention."

"Yes, ma'am." Both lifted their free hands and cupped one breast each. Together they stroked and fondled, before licking and kissing her breasts. She leaned her head back and just enjoyed the sensations of them both sucking on her nipples. She brushed her fingers down the length of the both of them. 

Shoving them backwards, she eyed them as they returned to position. "That's enough out of you." For the last man, she dug her nails into his shoulder. "Hands on my back, mouth on my stomach."

"Yes, Ma'am." He sat up on his knees, and wrapped his arms around her body, and pressed his face to her belly. He worked his way around, using his mouth and tongue, while his hands rubbed up and down her back. 

She shoved him back down and held out her leg. "My legs are also lacking in attention."

"Yes ma'am." He trailed his mouth and tongue up and down her leg, while stroking and rubbing the muscles. 

She tugged herself free. "Oh, I am quite pleased with my selection." Walking back to the couch, she yanked a series of levers, and unsnapped several locks. "I have been eager to try out this setting. I'm very glad I went for all the bells and whistles." Once she was satisfied, she grinned to herself. 

She marched up the line of men and tapped her chin. "Mark, I hope you're not claustrophobic."

"Ma'am?"

She grabbed his arm and tugged him up to standing. "Lay here." She pushed him on to the space she'd prepped. Once he was laying back, his legs down to the floor, she popped the section closed. All of them were trying to stare without being noticed. She grabbed a man and made him stand on one end, before grabbing another and getting him opposite. Tapping her chin, she nodded and adjusted the two men a little more. 

She grabbed Grogek by the arm and tugged him into position at the head. She yanked his pants down and gave him a lick. "Oh, yes." Strolling over, she grabbed Jordan by the arm and got him where she wanted him. For the fourth man, she stood him by the couch. 

With quick work of her mouth, she got Mark nice and hard before adjusting him into her ass. She could hear him groan from his position. "Alright, you." She pointed to the fourth man. "When I lay down, you will climb on me and sit on my belly, with your legs in the slots here." She pointed. "Jordan gets to fuck me, Grogek gets my mouth. You two get my hands, and you... get to fuck my tits." She grinned. 

"Yes, Ma'am." All said at once.

"Good boys." She lay down and all moved into their positions. She purred when Jordan slipped into her, and rubbed the dicks that had been laid in her open palms. The forth climbed on top of her as instructed and slipped his dick between her breasts. The grin she gave them was feral. "Ok, Go." She laid her head back and slipped her mouth over Grogek's dick, getting comfortable so that he could fuck her mouth. 

At once they all began to move. The one on top held her breasts tight against his dick as he rocked his hips in and out. Jordan began to fuck her, causing him to bounce up and down against Mark's dick in her ass. She groaned on to Grogek's dick as he went for the same motion, automatically timing up with Jordan in their usual routine. In each hand she began to jack the dicks she held. 

Mark gave out first, followed by the men in her hands, and the fourth one covered her neck and chin with himself, while Jordan and Grogek kept going until she began to shudder and struggle against them. Grogek slid free and she licked him up, groaning as Jordan dislodged himself. She shifted her hips and release poor Mark from the torment. With a laugh, she stood up and stretched, before unlocking the box.

"You are all released from my service." She purred. "My husbands give me the BEST birthday presents."

The tension went out of their bodies and they collapsed to the floor. "This place is insane." Sighed one. 

"Why'd you think I came back?" Mark laughed.

Jordan laughed. "Only YOU would have prepped to fuck six men at once."

"I was going to make it happen eventually." She shrugged. "I just hadn't had time to figure out how."

After the other three left, Elunara sighed and turned to Mark. "How is Jenny?"

"It's only been a week my side."

"Ah."

"It was Grogek who... invited me to the party, but Jordan figured out how to get me here in time."

"Jenny know?"

"Not the specifics, but she knows it involves sex with you in some form."

"Well, as long as she's ok with it."

"She loves you." He said quietly. 

"I get that a lot." She put a hand on his shoulder. "She loves you more." 

Elunara whistled as she finished up a set of drawings. Today was shaping up nicely. Had some fun, got her brains fucked out... she could turn sixty every day.

"Momma!" Both boys ran into the house. "You have to come see!"

"See what?" 

"The thing!" Bradly pointed.

"By the fountain!" 

"It's really neat."

"What is it?" She lifted an eyebrow.

"Don't know,"

"But, it's pretty!"

"Alright, alright." She picked up her board and followed behind the two bouncing boys.

She almost dropped her board when she arrived in the center of town. The entire place had been done up in a million points of glowing light. There were flowers and decorations everywhere. She stepped forward and everyone jumped out yelling "Surprise!". All were wearing their best party clothes. Food and drink sat to the side and the musicians had already set up and began to play immediately.

"I suddenly feel woefully underdressed." Elunara blinked.

"Well," Tulani smiled, her hands clasped in front of her. "I did have your dress brought." She motioned behind Elunara. "I figure you could just toss it on."

Elunara walked to the pretty dress and grinned. Yanking her shirt off and tossing it away, she took the dress from Grogek and pulled it over her head.

"Only you would be unconcerned with being topless in front of a crowd."

Elunara whipped around. "MOTHER?"

"This isn't the first time she's disrobed at a major event." Varian shrugged.

Elunara threw herself at the both of them. "I can't believe you're both here!"

"I couldn't miss my daughter's sixtieth." Tyrande smiled.

Varian laughed. "When Renwa told me about the party, I couldn't help myself."

"Wait, Renwa put this together?"

Renwa laughed. "Actually, the whole damned town did. I merely reminded certain people what day it was..."

Bradly and Darguni bounced up and down. "We went to tell Ina that we wanted to give you a party, but she said it'd already been in the works."

"Aye, I've been working on this mess for months."

Zelinnia giggled. "I helped with decorations and lighting."

"You guys." Elunara felt her face grow hot and tears came unbidden. "Goddamn you all, I'm crying." She wiped her face. 

Jordan sighed. "You're not going to run again, are you?"

"Oh, hush you." 

Varian reached out and brushed her cheek. "I don't think I've ever seen this side of you."

Tyrande laughed. "Elunara has been showing many sides of herself we didn't know existed."

"Hell, I didn't know existed." Elunara held a hand up to Grogek. "Until him, I didn't have emotions. I thought they were dead. Suddenly... suddenly I'm a person now." She whispered. "Oh, Gods, it's so clear to me. I didn't consider myself a person, I considered myself an object to use and be used. Now, I am a person, with emotions that keep me crazy." She cackled. 

"Well, it's good to know the real you." Jordan grinned.

"I am honored to have been the one to bring this to you." Grogek nodded. 

"Then I should thank you as well." Tulani smiled. "For if you hadn't opened yourself, I would still be lost."

"I wouldn't have been born!" Darguni gasped. 

"And I wouldn't have a family." Bradly hugged her.

"I wouldn't be alive, free, or married, or have a kid, with a second on the way." Zelinnia sniffled and wiped her eyes. 

Renwa laughed and hugged Zelinnia. "I think everyone here has something to thank you for. You've brought this town together and made it into something amazing."

"THIS IS THE BEST DAY!" Elunara threw her hands in the air.

Everyone cheered. 

Someone ran through the crowd and made it to the center of the procession. "WE'VE WON!!" He screamed. 

All froze and stared at the newcomer. He placed his message in Varian's hand. Varian opened the message and read the contents. "I'll be damned. The campaign is over." He whispered. Holding up the sheet, he yelled for all to hear. "The campaign is OVER!" 




For the Whored Ch. 112



At first, everyone began to cheer and celebrate, but Elunara's hands dropped to her sides, and she frowned. 

"What's the matter love, why aren't you celebrating?" Grogek wrapped his arms around her. 

"But, what about us?" The cheering died down, and all focus was back on Elunara. "With the campaign on this world finished, we will no longer need to send troops, they will no longer need to be trained for this terrain. We will have to move on to the next thing." 

Varian frowned down at the paper. "Well, the smartest thing to do is to leave skeleton crews on this world in order to help maintain the peace, but the rest of you can finally return home, to your families."

"But this town IS my home, IS my family. I just don't want us to become... obsolete."

"Elunara, you and your family would be welcomed in Stormwind with open arms."

"Or Darnassus." Tyrande stepped forward. 

"I offer you a home and a place with us. You can have your strange little business in Stormwind, and when the next campaign comes along, you can find yourself sent to the front lines if you so desire. General Grogek would be a welcome addition as head of training. I've seen what he can do, and I've seen what we've had to send out. Instead of being a second step, he can be a first step. Tulani is already highly sought after for her work, and Jordan was already one of my finest officers. No one would be allowed to question your claim to your children, and those two massive beasts." 

Elunara ran her hands over the cat's heads. "And the rest?"

"I extend the offer to anyone who wishes to follow Elunara. I feel that anyone who has pledged their loyalty to Elunara would do anything for the good of the Alliance. Even you Zelinnia. Consider the offer to come to Stormwind with your family."

"There's one major problem." Renwa sighed and rubbed his neck.

"Yes?" Varian raised an eyebrow.

"Charnak."

Elunara smacked her forehead. "I forgot about that loon."

Varian's eyebrows shot up. "Is he the Orc I've read about in your reports?"

"Yes. He follows me zealously. I will have to await his return and then deal with him."

"He hasn't been back in months." Renwa shook his head. "How will you deal with him?" 

"The same way I always have... by the seat of my freaking pants." 

Varian took her hands. "Please, please consider my offer. Think about it and make your decision."

"I will. For now, WE HAVE SHIT TO CELEBRATE!" Elunara threw her hands in the air.

The party went all night, and the kids were all sleeping in a pile by the fountain. In the early morning hours, Elunara climbed up the fountain. "GUYS!" She flailed her arms. When everyone was looking up at her she smiled. "First off, Grats on the win!" Everyone cheered. "Second, thanks for all the birthday wishes and gifts!" More cheers and welcomes. "I have decided that I am sick of this damned planet, and I want to go the hell home." The crowd roared. "So, over the next however long, I will be setting up my shit and family to head back into Stormwind. However, I will NOT be leaving until I deal with my follower, so you have some time. Thank you, and good night. I'm going to go crash on my face."

Elunara hopped down and scooped up Bradly. Grogek got Darguni and Tulani and Jordan all made their way after her. Once the boys were in their beds, Elunara sighed. "This WAS the best day." She leaned back against Grogek and took Jordan and Tulani's hands. I have the best family. Let's see what we can do next."



For the Whored Ch. 113



Just because they were done with this world, didn't mean Grogek was going to stop training. She sat at the top of the hill and sighed down. She had never been so unsure of her footing in her life. Was she really going to do this? In the end, she knew it was the best thing for her family. Grogek would need bodies to train, and the rest of her family wouldn't be happy in a town ran by a skeleton crew. At this point, they were all itching to leave this hellish planet. 

When she heard the sound of a pair of feet crushing in the grass, she struggled to bury the nerves, and go into pro mode. Taking a deep breath, she ignored them until they were upon her. She looked up, and years of experience kept her face neutral. 

Tylia was heavily pregnant, but both were draped in ceremonial vestments. What almost broke her mind was the fact that her image was plastered across banners on their backs. She carefully closed her board and stood up. 

Holding out her arms, she embraced Tylia. "Look at you, my beauty." She splayed her hand on Tylia's belly. "Oh my, twins." She grinned at Charnak. "You did your job well." 

"My Goddess," He put his fist to his chest. "I have seen your wisdom over and over again. Your words echo across the land and I have brought you thousands of followers."

Only those who knew her would have seen the dumbfounded shock in her face. 

"My bride and my mate, has proven not only worthy, but every bit as amazing as you claimed she was capable of. It has been her quiet mercy that has brought just as many followers..."

"As his ferocious war. He commands them in your name and has them swear fealty to you and you alone. We are merely your harbingers." Tylia smiled.

"We have even taken to bringing the Draenei into our cause, as I know you have a penchant for them." Charnak bowed his head. 

"Show me." She whispered. 

Tylia took her board from her and Charnak took her hand. He led the way through the barrier and she almost pissed herself. 

"Is this all of them?"

"No ma'am. Many have branches off, in all zones of this world, in order to bring more into our fold. All must understand your principles, and always display your banner. I have prepared a detailed map and explanation for you." 

"Well done." She nodded. "I am most pleased." 

"The forty seven branches are all headed by followers from the original two hundred and fifty you sent us out with." Tylia smiled. "They are well drilled and understand your beliefs completely. We would not send out someone who did not understand both sides of your being." 

Elunara smiled. "Did you wipe out that Iron Horde encampment?"

"Of course." 

She nodded. "Do you require a demonstration?" She cocked an eyebrow.

"No. Your might and your will have been shown to us over and over since you had us set out." He stroked Elunara's hand. "Those who know where to look, see your work in everything we do. Every win, every loss, every loss of life... Our shamans have taken over your methods. Since we have been honoring our fallen in your way, the spirits themselves have seen to add us in our work." 

"The light of our Goddess follows us into every battle, and has often aided in our triumph. Sometimes spiritually, sometimes physically, in one case, we attempted to liberate a Draenei encampment from the ogres, only for your light to appear and attack our enemy directly."

"I am most pleased, and now that you have proven yourself, I must tell you what I have decided."

"Yes, my Goddess?"

She brushed her fingers under his chin. "My Champion." Moving over, she put a hand on Tylia's cheek and a hand on her belly. "My chosen beauty." She sighed. "I have always been heading in this direction, but felt I couldn't trust you... But you have both exceeded my expectations and I have come to let you know that I will be leaving this world soon."

They both grabbed her hands and gasped. 

"Do not fear, my chosen, for I do not leave you permanently. I am going where I am needed, to build another great army in my name on another world. You two, my chosen, will stay here and rule this world in my image. Always remember that I am the goddess of two kinds. Your war, and your mercy." Placing her hands on Tylia's belly she smiled. "That you have given me twins just proves this cause. They will need to understand my balance in their lives. I hope to see their births, and start the newest chapter in this world. You two are my harbingers of justice."

"My Goddess..." Charnak frowned. 

"You have given me a great gift, my Champion, and I give you one in return. This world is yours. Remember to always protect my people, both of your kind, and of my kind. I will be leaving behind messengers, so that, should you ever need me, you will know where to come. Tonight, I will share your chambers, and tomorrow, I will return to my preparations to leave. Do you remember what I said when I told you to take out those Iron Horde?"

"That you would leave it open for yours to rule." 

"It is yours now. Make it your throne from which to rule your armies."

Charnak's eyes filled with hope. "Tonight?"

"Tonight, I am with you. Come, I have plans for both of you this night." 

Tylia laid her hands on her large belly. "But, I am in no condition..."

Elunara brushed her lips against Tylia's. "Trust me, my Beauty."

They went to Charnak's hut, since they hadn't been back long enough to upgrade the digs. 

Elunara guided Tylia down to the throne. "You will sit here my beauty, while I reward your husband. Then, I have plans to reward you this night as well." 

She wrapped her arms around Charnak's neck and brushed her lips against his. Pressing into the kiss, he pressed her lips apart and devoured her mouth with dancing tongues and mating lips. His arms went around her and he slid both his hands up her back and under the shirt. Lifting her arms, she grinned as he slid it over her head. Down he went, after her breasts. He teased and taunted with tongue and teeth, before hooking his hands under the edge of her pants. 

"That belt is amazing." He breathed. 

"A tribute from one of my faithful."

"The work is miraculous."

"I'll let her know." Elunara shoved her pants down and stood there naked.

Charnak knelt, one knee up. Elunara placed her foot on his knee and he buried his mouth in those warm folds, moving fingers up into her. He worked at a furious pace, pumping his fingers in and out. Even Elunara could be shocked, when Tylia knelt below her and licked, wanting a taste for herself. Charnak backed up a little and let Tylia get her share. Shifting her leg over Charnak's back, she let the both of them press a finger up into her, tangling the fingers together. 

There was a heated moment, when in their efforts to get in together, they began dancing mouths with each other. Elunara watched, grinning in fascination. 

"This is what I want." She purred. "The two of you working together."

Tylia backed away and Charnak went for Elunara's wetness. He slid his finger out and stood up. Grabbing her by the hips he lifted her up and buried himself deep inside. His hand slicked across her breast, and Tylia made another move, cupping and stroking Elunara's breasts, as her large belly rubbed against the other woman's back. His fingernails buried in her hips, he slid Elunara up and down his dick. She wrapped her legs around his waist. 

"Pound me." Elunara rasped. "Give it to me. I command it." Clutching her hips, he slammed her up and down on his dick. With a groan, he released himself. Wrapping his arms tight around her, he buried his face in her neck. 

Elunara barely resisted jolting when Tylia's tongue explored her ass, and licked Charnak's seed from around his dick where he filled Elunara. When at last he dislodged her with a groan, Tylia buried her mouth and tongue in Elunara's soft wet folds, slurping up every drop of her husband.

"My, you two have come a long way." Elunara ran her fingers through Tylia's hair. "Especially you, my Beauty, you're so bold now."

Tylia wiped her face and mouth with her fingers. "Was I displeasing?"

"Not a tiny bit." Deciding she would brush the hell out of her teeth later, Elunara kissed Tylia on the mouth and pushed her back on to the bed. "But you... I have plans for." Tugging off Tylia's dress, she adjusted the woman into the makeshift throne and got down on her knees. Running her hands over Tylia's belly, she knew that if she did it just right, the timing of this would seal her reputation.

Once she was confident Tylia was comfortable, Elunara began to lick her way through Tylia's waiting wet folds. In the finger went, pump up and down, sliding through that wet hole. Adding a second, she quickened her pace and sent Tylia over that first ledge of enjoyment. She worked and she worked, sending ripples through Tylia's body. 

"Oh no." Tylia whispered. 

Elunara jerked back in time to miss getting a face full of a broken water. "Charnak, I want a healer. I do not need them, but you will find me one that will stay with her after I have left." Charnak ran out of the hut and Elunara put her hands on Tylia's belly.

"Is this your will?" Tylia whimpered.

"Yes, my beauty. Now I must tell you a secret."

"Yes?"

"While I am here, while I am with you, I will ease your pain. No birth you have after this will be as easy. They will be hardships for you to endure, but only if you wish to do so. Remember my love, you rule here, even above Charnak." Elunara closed her eyes and focused.

That was how Charnak found them. Tylia lying back, peaceful and serene, Elunara softly glowing with a golden aura, both hands on Tylia's belly. 

"It's so beautiful." Tylia sighed. 

The healer put their hands on Tylia and marveled at what they felt. Tylia's twins were born with calm serenity and little damage to her body. 

Charnak ran his hand over the boy's head. "I wish to call him Nara."

Elunara nodded. "I am pleased."

Tylia blushed. "May I call her Luna?"

"This pleases me as well." Elunara bent down and kissed the top of her head. "You did well, my beauty. I leave this world in the best of hands."