by Crystal Dawn
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Evan
I was at the nicest hotel in town enjoying a really good blowjob from some bitch Alpha James had sent me. Capturing that white wolf wasn’t turning out to be as easy as I originally thought, but I deserved a vacation so why not kick back, relax, and enjoy life until things came together. As one of the most powerful witches in the country, I had no doubt I would eventually catch her. I felt the familiar tingle across my back just before I shot my load into the greedy bitche’s mouth. That was one point bitches had over female witches, they were always greedy for more sex. She didn’t even slow down after she slurped up the last of my cum. She got me hard again and this time climbed on board. I will admit I love that kind of enthusiasm. You just don’t see enough of it.
I relaxed while the bitch pleasured me. Some might call it selfish, but I was just letting her show how talented she was. I was sure her alpha was rewarding her for her diligence. I closed my eyes and just let the feeling run over me. I felt the tension mount as I drew closer. She was experienced and her muscles squeezed me all up and down my length. There was a knock at the door but I ignored it and concentrated on getting off. Seconds later I moaned as I pumped streams of hot cum deep inside her. Once I was through, she slid off and answered the door. One of the wolves from her pack entered. His eyes took in the rumpled bed that I was on naked and my flaccid cock that had just been drained. He noticed the naked she wolf covered in sweat still panting slightly from her exertions. He also observed the room service tray with the leftovers of a gourmet meal and half a bottle of a fine wine.
“Boss sent me to find out when you’re gonna get that bitch for him.” He said with a slight smirk on his face. My first thought was to turn him into a frog, but that took a lot of magic. Regardless of what some thought, magic didn’t just renew automatically. There were limits to how much magic anyone could do at one time and everyone had a limit. I wasn’t going to wear myself out on what was a complicated spell just to give a beta wolf an attitude adjustment. This partnership was going to get me some needed support in the wolf community. They were good for grunt work. I didn’t need their brains, everyone knew wolves weren’t that smart anyway. I needed their muscle which was something Alpha James had in abundance. Someday I would rule the supernatural world, but meanwhile I needed allies of all kinds even mangy flea ridden wolves. Once I took charge of the supernatural world, humans will be easy to take over. Most of them don’t even believe in magic. You can’t fight something you don’t believe in.
“I was waiting for your people to tell me when she will be vulnerable. Your alpha assured me you would do all the foot work. She’ll recognize me if I show my face before we attack.” I told the mangy mutt. Witches don’t like wolves. Witches don’t like vampires or other supernaturals either and they don’t like us.
“I’ll let him know.” The male dog finally leaves. Calling a wolf a dog is quite the insult. The bitch looks me up and down. Her eyes linger on the hard on that has just manifested itself. She smiles as she moves closer. I think when I’m ruler of the world, I’ll have a stable of bitches just like this one. Now I just need to get that white wolf so I can move to the next part of my plan. I only know it needs to be soon.
Chapter 4
Magical Attack
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Jericho
I’m king of the mountain. My fabulous white wolf bitch, I don’t call her that to her face, just gave me the most incredible nonstop session of sex that I have ever had or heard tell of. She makes me feel like a total stud muffin, her words. I have to be careful with her since certain things offend her. Call a she wolf a bitch she’ll just tell you to never forget it. Call T.J. a bitch and I could be cut off in the literal sense. Ouch! She might not do it since she wants pups someday. I’m smart enough not to take any chances.
I’m one lucky wolf. Since it’s too dangerous to go running in wolf form, what with our enemies out there, sex is the only outlet for my mate’s frustrations. I’m willing to make that ultimate sacrifice. If I can ease her suffering with my body, I’ll gladly suffer through it. It’s the least I can do. The only thing wrong in my world is the danger that stalks my mate.
I have a present I’m going to give her. I hope she’ll like it. I had a charm bracelet made just for her. That’s not even the best part. The local witch group, they call themselves a charm, they spelled it so it will help keep her safe. They can also track her with it in case she gets into trouble when I’m not with her. They don’t know this male magic user that is after her but they warned us that he is strong. I worry that he will manage to get her and then I’ll have nothing. Even with her bad attitude, I love her more than I can say.
I went upstairs to the apartment where T.J. took a nap. Today she has once again insisted on being at the bar. She rouses when I enter. No matter how quiet I try to be her newly enhanced hearing picks me up. I sit beside her and lean in to give her a soft kiss on her sweet lips. “This is for you.” I tell her as I hand her the jeweler’s box.
She looks as excited as a kid on Christmas. Her eyes glow with happiness and her cheeks flush with excitement. She smiles as she takes the box looking at it as if she can see inside it. She shakes it and it rattles. She purses her lips and her eyes narrow. After a slight pause, she slides of the exterior wrap. Now she is down to the box. She carefully slides the lid off. She picks up the bracelet looking closely at it and smiling. “Oh, Jericho.” She says breathily. “It’s beautiful.” She examines the heavy gold bracelet. It has one charm on it. It is a black and white wolf rubbing noses. “That’s us, isn’t it?” She asked as she placed the bracelet on her wrist.
“You better believe it, Baby.” I answer so relieved that she liked it and didn’t notice the protective spell placed on it. Maybe she wouldn’t have minded but my girl was so stubborn I couldn’t take a chance. I pulled off my boots and slid into bed next to her. It was a couple hours until the party crowd would arrive. I’d been a very good boy and maybe if I played my cards right I would get a reward. I pulled my lovely mate into my arms and breathed in the aroma of my sexy sweetheart. I relaxed in a way I only could with her in my embrace. She could make me forget all my cares and worries and only think about her when we were together like this. I meant to ravish her but I relaxed so much I drifted off to sleep.
T.J. woke me up and I realized we’d slept until it was time to go downstairs and work. T.J. had tried to teach me bartending so I could be even more help, but mixing drinks didn’t come easy for me. Instead, I worked with the beer and wine mostly those on tap. I had perfected that, getting it flawless every time. Most of the regulars stuck to those drinks anyway. Mixed drinks and hard liquor got the humans drunk too quickly. Most of them came with the intention of staying till closing time. The male wolves seemed to prefer beer and the females liked the wine. It might have been the cheaper cost of the wine and beer since wolves had to work at it hard in order to get drunk. Mix drinks were mainly for those who only came in occasionally. They were usually celebrating something like a birthday or a promotion. They stood out and I stayed away from them letting the girls handle them. It caused me some tense moments because the men always hit on my mate. I decided I would buy her a wedding ring. I knew that wouldn’t stop all of them, but it would stop some.
I watched her as she waited on just such a group of men. They looked like doctors or lawyers, maybe even a mix of both. Every man at the table stared at her and tried to get a date when she took their order. Possessiveness surged through me as I watched her smoothly put them off. They were human so they couldn’t smell me on her. Most supernaturals would know although there were exceptions. She came over to the bar to fill their order and I pulled her into my arms giving her a kiss that claimed her. No male watching would have any doubts about who she belonged to. Mine and mine alone! My wolf wanted to howl and growl at any challengers. I would rip out throats to keep my mate.
The night progressed like all the other nights had. There was a lot of drinking, dancing, and r
omancing. It was near the end of the week so the nearly full house wasn’t so surprising. I broke up a couple ‘almost fights’ between friends that were roaring drunk over a girl that in my opinion had done everything to spur it on. At least the pool players in the corner hadn’t caused any trouble. They seemed to be out for some good clean fun. There was an impromptu tournament going on and one of the males and one of the females were dueling it out for first place. The rest of the group which was mainly males, were cheering their favorite. The group seemed to be equally divided between the two front runners. T.J. was talented at pool and could probably beat them both.
I pulled my attention away from the game. An odd feeling of unease came over me. I looked around seeing nothing out of the ordinary. It was nearly closing time and T.J. was in the back starting to clean up. I felt an overwhelming need to go to her and ensure she was alright. I knew she would be pissed off if I checked on her but I needed to see her, to touch her to assure myself that she was alright. I walked to the back where one of the waitresses was taking a break. “Have you seen T.J.?” I asked her looking around like she would jump out of her hiding place at any moment.
“I think she took the trash out to the dumpster.” The older lady offered as if it were unimportant.
My heart started pounding in my chest and my breath sped up. I felt weak with fear and dread even as I turned to run to the door. I knew deep down inside that she wouldn’t be there even as I hoped more than anything that she would be. I hit the door hard even as I turned the knob. As I stepped outside I almost tripped over two trash bags that had been dropped haphazardly nowhere near the dumpster. I could feel magic in the air still vibrating from where it had been launched all the way to where I stood. T.J. was no where to be seen. I fell to my knees hit with a pain in the area of my heart that was so intense I had never felt the like before. I thought this heartache was so terrible that I just knew I would be dead soon.
For the first time in my life my mind went blank. I didn’t know what to do or say. I slowly trudged back into the bar. Luckily the second I saw Sandy, my inaction fled. “Sandy, T.J. has been taken. I need you to contact Kaleb and some other guys to help search. I’m going to call my dad and he’ll get trackers on this.”
“How did they get her?” Sandy asked looking angry, confused, and worried all at the same time.
“She went outside with the trash and didn’t tell anyone. He must have been waiting for her. I could smell his magic. It led me to a place across the road where he must have been waiting, hoping she would mess up.” I explained as I pulled my cell phone out to call my alpha father. He would know just how to handle this. He would get my sweet mate back to me.
Sandy was already talking on her phone. She turned back to me. “Kaleb is on his way. He’ll have the guys here in no time.” She squeezed my arm in support.
I waited until I heard my dad answer the phone. I had woke him. At this hour that was no surprise. I explained what had happened. He immediately took charge of the conversation and I’ll admit I was relieved. I could feel the strength through his voice as he spoke. He asked the needed questions and gave instructions. He would see to everything. Normally I hated the way he took charge leaving me to follow along but tonight it eased my mind and gave me comfort. I had no doubt he would see that she was brought back home. We hung up with his promise that he would bring trackers and find my mate.
He came so quickly I was surprised. He had five trackers of various skill with him. The plan was that the most experienced tracker would follow the most likely path while the others would follow any time there was any doubt which way her abductor went. That would spare them lost time in case tricks were employed like doubling back or having someone else carry something with her scent down another path. We immediately set off following the trackers. I had no small tracking abilities myself but my dad felt I was too emotionally involved to be tracking this time. After giving it some thought, I realized he was right. We ran into trouble almost immediately.
Once we reached the spot her abductor had been hiding we were overwhelmed with the smell of magic. There was no way to scent anything with that strong odor suffocating us. The magic smell went off in three directions. Two of the lesser trackers were sent to the left and to the right. That left the most capable tracker going in the middle with my dad and I following his lead. The trail led into the woods which were near T.J.’s bar. We followed the smell along a trail. He never veered from it and we traveled stealthily. The trail seemed to go on forever but I was sure that was just because of my worry for my mate. We came out of the woods and we were in a field. There were tire tracks leading to the conclusion that a car had been waiting to pick them up. I was certain this was where my mate had been taken. We were able to follow the tracks to the end of the field where they clearly turned right onto the highway. I called Kaleb so he could pick us up. There were no other clues here that we could follow.
After about five minutes, Kaleb was there to get us. We loaded into his car and we drove in the direction we were sure they had gone. We hoped to see some sign that they had passed but not surprisingly we saw nothing at all. I just remembered the bracelet I had given my mate. I could only hope they hadn’t removed it. Even though it was late, I called the head witch. She was a little cranky at being woke up but once I explained she was very helpful. Apparently she could do what was needed all by herself. All we could do now was return to the bar and wait for the witch. When we got there, Sandy greeted us hopefully. I could only shake my head sadly.
The witch wasted no time and arrived ready to direct us to my mate. She had a large bag that she set on a table. She pulled out a large glass ball. It looked like what you might expect a gypsy looking into the future to use. As soon as she had it set up and ran her hands over it, shadowy shapes appeared. I couldn’t distinguish anything and apparently neither could she. “He seems to be obscuring the bracelet somehow. He must be very powerful to block her from magical searches. It’s a difficult spell that only the strongest witches can master. I’m afraid I’ll be little help to you against the witch that has her. I can tell you she is north of here and that she is within ten miles but right now that is all I can tell you. Maybe things will be clearer in the morning.” She said looking at me sympathetically.
My heart plummeted at the thought of leaving her in the hands of her kidnapper for any longer but I knew I had no choice. “We will get some sleep and be back here at nine.” My father said looking at each one of us.
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T.J.
Oh my aching head. I wondered what hell had happened to me. It came to me in bits and pieces over the next few minutes. My head hurt and my stomach felt as if it was about to hurl. I felt a soft bed under me and the room smelled alright. I stretched and started feeling for body parts to be sure they were all still there and functioning. You can never be too sure. They all were. I opened my eyes slowly and except for the pain in my head increasing when the light hit my eyes, it went okay. I looked around at a good sized bedroom. The bed was king sized and the sheets and the comforter looked to be high quality. The curtains matched in color and they were closed except for the gap in the middle where the two curtains didn’t quite meet. That was where the light was coming through.
No one else seemed to be around but I was sure that would change in a while. I decided I was in an expensive home. The ceilings were high, the wood floor looked like hardwood, and nothing in the room looked cheap. I sat up to get a better look. Maybe I could find a way to escape. I knew Jericho would be inconsolable. He would probably be mad at me too. Taking the trash out had seemed like the thing to do. I planned to be quick. I would take it there, drop it in, and get back inside. Things had been quiet and I felt safe. That had been my first mistake. As soon as I stepped out the door they had been on me. I was hit by a wave of magic that knocked me out completely. I didn’t know what hit me. I still wasn’t sure exactly what spell they had used.
I went to the window hoping if I looked outside som
ething would look familiar. All I saw was fields and woods. That wasn’t very helpful. It did tell me that either the house was built on more than a small lot or it wasn’t in town at all. If it wasn’t in town I would be hard to find no matter how hard Jericho and our pack tried. It occurred to me that I had accepted the pack as mine. How could I not when I was desperately in love with the future pack alpha? I had known for a while that I loved him, but I hadn’t even begun to realize the depth and the breadth of my feelings. My life would be nothing, mean nothing if I couldn’t find a way to return to him.
I checked the window and found it locked. It was probably a child lock of some kind. Yes, I could knock the glass out. At least I thought I could because it felt like regular glass. I worried about the noise that would make and if I were recaptured, how pissed it might make whoever held me. I walked to the door and turned the knob slowly and carefully. It was locked too. Well that was no surprise. There was no deadbolt so if I could find something like a butter knife I might be able to get out of here. I decided I should wait until my captor came and try to find out what I could. This jerk would just keep coming after me so I needed to know who he was. I heard the door open and saw a tray slide in. The door closed quickly and I heard steps hurrying away. It looked like breakfast was served.
It was a meal fit for a king. There was steak, eggs, and cheesy hashbrowns with coffee and OJ to drink and a side of toast. I sniffed every item on the tray trying to be sure nothing was drugged. I decided it was more important to eat regardless of the risk. If I didn’t eat I would be weak and they would just come in and shoot me with a tranquilizer or do something similar anyway. I poured some of the creamer on the tray into the coffee. It was perfect as was the rest of the food. At least they planned to take good care of me. Fortified with food, I was ready to do something, anything. I found a butter knife on the tray. I took it to the door. I got on my hands and knees in order to look out the small gap at the bottom of the door. I could see no sign of a guard. I sniffed the air and smelled no one. I got up and looked out every gap the door had except the one on top which I couldn’t reach and would probably not help anyway.
