Wolf Mountain (Lunisca & spake759)

Wolf Mountain (Lunisca & Spake759)

There was a beautiful valley that was part of the western North Carolina mountains, it was nestled deep in the mountains well off the Appalachian trail. This valley had become nationally known thanks to several members of the national news media had been making a major story out of a man whom chose not to sell a large area of property in the mountains of western North Carolina that had been in his family since 1836. Property that for the most part was still undeveloped and untouched by human hands. For generations the Spaight family had cared for and tended the acres and acres of the beautiful valley that was surrounded and protected by what had become officially known as Spaight's Mountain.

But the locals called it Wolf Mountain, because it was the home of a pack of beautiful wolves that the Spaight family had cared for ever since they came into possession of the land when they had purchased it from the State of North Carolina. Something that had caused a minor controversy at the time, because many felt that then-Governor Richard Dobbs Spaight Jr. had used his position to enrich his brother, and was felt by many to have been instrumental in his failure to win re-election. But despite this, the Spaight family had never abused or exploited the land under their stewardship. Even after the American Civil War and the Reconstruction Period that followed it, the Spaight family was able to retain the valley and its surrounding mountain. The areas where gold and silver had been mined was far away from the valley, and the Spaight family had used that wealth to fund their many endeavours and investments that had allowed them to keep the it untouched and protect the wildlife that dwelled there.

But as times changed, and not only developers turned their eyes to Wolf Mountain and the quiet secluded valley that it protected. But so did groups claiming to be acting in the best interests of the environment… Such as the Sierra Club and local chapters of Greenpeace whom were able to get celebrities and celebutants get involved in trying to convince the Government to seize the property and turn it into a protected federal wildlife refuge. Even despite the fact the agreements between the Spaight family and the State of North Carolina stated that the valley was the property of the family unto perpetuity unless the family itself sold it of their own free will. The wording of the bill of sale excluded it form such tricks to force the sale such as 'Eminent Domain'.

And the fact that the old gold and silver mines had financed a trust that would protect and pay the taxes that the state and federal government would levy had ensured that they could never become a burden that would force the sale. Thus attempts by both environmentalist groups and private developers to force the Spaight family's hands had been stymied.

Ethan Allen Spaight inherited the Wolf Mountain and trust after the death of his parents. Prompting him to retire after twenty years from the US Army, and moving to beautiful log house he had originally built in the valley for him to retire after a thirty year career in the US Army Special Operations Command. It was two stories and had an extensive underground basement that he had made sure would have everything he would ever need to be self-sufficient if the need come. Over the past ten years he had installed both solar power panels and wind turbine generators to provide electrical power, and a satellite for television and a telephone service as soon as he could when the technology became affordable. It was something neither he nor his family had ever thought possible, having all of the comforts of civilization without any of the hazels.


Ethan was a tall man, with reddish brown hair and hazel eyes. His broad shoulders and narrow waist came from a lifetime of military service on top of his childhood on Wolf Mountain with his grandfather. Ethan was a man with kind eyes that animals and children just took a natural liking towards, there was something they could just sense about him. But he was also someone who had the worse luck when it came to finding love. To say that each of the three relationships he had been involved in over the past ten years had ended badly would be an understatement. He had found himself in abusive relationships where the women would use him up and throw him away as soon as they realized that he did not have control over the family trust. And that the trust was dedicated to the care and upkeep of the mountain and its valley.

Thus he had chosen to move into valley itself, to the little sanctuary that he had built for in hopes of retiring to with a wife and children. But now, Ethan Spaight had been forced to advance his plans due to the unexpected death of his parents and sister in an automobile accident when their car went over the side of the mountain under mysterious circumstances.

Ethan had grown up hearing the family legends concerning their stewardship of the mountain and all of the wildlife that dwelled there. His grandfather had taught him well about the importance of taking care of the land. How he should only allow loggers into the valley once a year to clear out the deadwood and underbrush to ensure that they could keep forest fires under control. They had built a series of fire watchtowers and water towers throughout the valley and all along the rim for use by State firefighters. But each of the locations where fenced in, with an eye to ensure that the wildlife could not stumble in and get hurt accidently by the presence of the humanity sworn to watch over and protect them.

What really upset Ethan Spaight was the fact that he had to fight the local chapter of the Sierra Club only a week after he buried his parents and sister when he allowed the logging company to fulfill their yearly contract to come in and clean up the valley. The courts had kept them out of the valley for the entire summer, and they had barely been able to get the deadwood and underbrush cleared by the fall and early onset of winter. It had been such a short harvest season that he was worried that the mountain would be at risk for a forest fire come spring. Thus he had chosen to spend the majority of the winter crisscrossing the valley and mountain trying to identify those areas that would be the most at risk, and to try and track the areas where the wolf pack had chosen as their dens and warrens.

Ethan looked down at the Valley as he crossed over the rim, and sighed. An early snow had already started. He knew he wouldn’t make it back to his cabin before night fall, but he would be able to make it to one of the fire watchtowers where he could get out of the cold and wait out the night and reach his log cabin by the next evening.

Sirena Wolfson that is my name though ironic as it is I am a werewolf to be exact I am part of a werewolf pack the resides on Wolf Mountain the tails of the family that had cared for our home over the years had been pasted down as we they looked over our homes we looked after them both on and off the mountain.

In the human world I am part of the local police department. I was on call the night of Ethan's families death. Their death was severly morned by my pack of which I am also the Beta female. My job from the pack and of my work was to solve the mystory behind the families death but from the pack I was to kill the one/s responsible along with keeping an eye on Ethan.

As he bogged down for the night in the fire watchtower I crept underneath to keep watch over him as out here it would be easy for an "accident" to happen.

Ethan settled into the watchtower, and pulled out the small camp stove form his backpack and set up his sleeping bag and broke out one of his MREs. He looked out the window and sighed. The snowfall was so beautiful. Yet, he dreaded the fact that the temperature would drop below freezing. He hadn't had the chance to make sure that the water towers were emptied to a safe level. He silently cursed the 'doo-gooder' brigade that thought they knew better than the people who had been doing this for over two centuries.

He stepped out onto the porch and lit one of his thin cigars as he started to munch on the entee of his MRE. He couldn't believe how nice the area was looking. The stars where so brilliant here on the mountain. He loved the mountain, it was such a wonderful place to live. He had always looked forward to living here after retirement.

He hated the fact of why he had to push up his plans. He was something that burned deep in his heart. He knew that one of the two groups trying to take his family's legacy for their own ends. And he was very close to coming to hate them for that. He never had been able to hate someone... But now, now it was personal. And he was starting to understand hate.

"Who ever you are," he said looking out over the valley. "I will find you. And I will make you pay..."

He cocked his head to the side and smiled as he looked beneath the tower. He could sense something was down there, and when he looked he could see the outline of a wolf taking refuge form the snow in the towers shadow. "Well hello," he said soflty. "My name is Ethan, and I'm here to watch over you now... You and your family can rest easy, I will never let anyone do anything to harm you."

"I swear it," he said softly as he smiled down at the wolf. He reisisted sharing his meal. To afriad of getting it to use to a human presence.

Lying curled up I listen to Ethan's words of revenge vowing to myself that I would take care of it for him. When he spoted me and spoke so softly I could feel the warmth of his words seep into my bones. He should no fear only care and I could hear the words he spoke where true. It made me wander how he would feel if the family he was swear to protect failed to protect his.

Whimpering silently to myself I curled up tighter to wait for him to sleep.

Ethan smiled softly as he watched the wolf curl up so it could fall asleep as warmly as possible. "I would invite you to share the warmth of my stove," he said softly. "But I doubt you'd understand me..."

"You don't know how luckly you are," he said absently. "Wolves mate for life. Oh how lucky you are... No deceit, just a wonderful devotion to one another. How I envy you."

"My family has watched over you and yours for centuries," he said looking up at the stars that peaked through the snow. "My grandfather told me the legend of why we Speight's have devoted ourselves to yours..."

"That the wolves here saved the life of the youngest son of Richard Dobbs Spaight Senior," he said. "That he had fallen in love with the wolves... And he just couldn't bare the thought they would be at the mercy of the advance westward. So he was able to convience his older brother... The governor at the time to sell him the mountain."

"And in two hundred years," Ethan said smiling looking down at the wolf nessled beneath him. "We have continued to honor that love, and many of us have shared it..."

"How much I envy you," he said wiping an absent tear. "How I wish... I could have been a wolf. You don't betray or lie to one another. How I wish I could find my mate who wouldn't betray me."

"Sweet dreams cousin," he said softly as he turned to go into the tower. "I'll be watching over you and your family. And I will find out who it is that wants to do you harm. And I will protect you form them. You have my word."

Ethan entered the tower and stripped down to his boxer briefs before getting into his sleeping bag. He checked his rifle and made sure that it was safely secured before he yawned and quickly fallen asleep.

hearing Ethan's words touched deep in my heart and I tear of my own was shed. I was still alert after Ethan had fallen asleep and I could feel a cold front blow in I knew he wouldnot be warm enough as the temprature was fast dropping. There was only one thing I could do to ensure he would not freeze and that was to share my heat with him.

Making my way easliy and quitely into the tower I saw him sleeping a bit fitfully. Being as quiet and as gentel as i could careful not to disturb him I slid against his side my coal black fur shivering slightly at my touch to him.

Ethan fitfully rolled over and cuddled up to the warm body that had joined him. With a sigh his arm wrapped around her, and buried his face into her fur. At first the chill had started to awake him. But instead he settled back to sleep. Her very presence settled his troubled dreams, and he responded with pulling her closer into his sleeping bag.

"They will be safe," he said in his half awake and half sleep state. "They are safe... Even if something happens to me. The trust will go on. The mountain will be safe, no one will be able to destroy the mountain..."

"Our gift to your family," he sighed as he drifted back to sleep.

Starteld at first by waking him and more so by him pulling me close and promising to protect me I felt my heart give. curling to him I rested my head on his abdemon and list to the watching my protector and protecting him as he slept cuddling close to me. Though I did not mean to and it was not safe out here I fell asleep.

As he slept, Ethan snuggled against Sirena and slept deeply, without nightmares or other problems that he had developed over the years. Off in the distance a wolf howled thanks to having been startled by someone whom was in the forest, crossing over the farside of the mountain. Ethan awoke, and realized that he was sharing his sleeping bag with a coal black she wolf. He remained as still has he could, hoping not to startle her. Cursing his body thanks to the impressive rampant erection that had developed due to his wonderfully exotic dreams.

He very carefuly stayed still, and looked at Sirena's head resting against his abdomen just inches away from his arrousal. terrified that he would startle her and cause her to bite him in such a sensitive area...

Hearing the warining cry that danger was coming I came quickly awake but didnt move as I took in my surroundings. I could smell the danger headed this way and coming fast. Prayng I would not friethen Ethan I slide my nose to his side and slowly started nuding him making him get up try to get him to hurry and gather his things.

Times like this she was like she was wolf as she didnt have to worry about such nonsence.

"I guess you're not going to bite me," Ethan said smiling as he touched her side and smiled as he pulled his shirt over his arrousal. "I don't mind you joining me, first decent nights sleep in a very long time."

He cocked his head and heard the howls of a wolf in a distance. "I wonder if that is what has you spooked," he said as he pulled his shirt on and tried to regain control over his body as he looked out one of the windows and pulled out a pair of binoculars from the side and checked the area. "Sounds like it's at the other side of the valley. A good three day hike for me."

He turned to look at Sirena and smiled. "If someone is on the mountain," he said looking down at her, and trying to reposition his errection so it wouldn't be in the way. "I'll take care of it. If you've decided to stay with me... I won't mind the company."

"You have given me a wonderful gift tonight," he said as he slowly approached her and squatted infront of her and held his hand out to her. "I really..."

"I'm sorry..." he said blushing in embarassment. "I'm sorry my body reacted the way it did."

knowing he was being friendly and trying to calm me I took to heart but he didnt know we where werewolves and had keener sences danger was close. Pushing him agin alomst knocking him over and looking back at the door hoping he would get the point and stop his babling. when he seemed not to understand I became frustrated wanting to turn so I could yell at him but knowing I couldn't I look and found his pants dragging them to him.

Ethan took his trousers from Sieria and smiled. "Okay," he said as he slipped them on and looked down at her. "I guess something has you really scared."

"That's not a good thing at all," he said pulling his boots on, and checking his rifle before turning the lights off. It took a couple of minutes for his eyes to grow accustomed to the darkness, and he looked Sierria in the eyes and smiled at the shewolf. "What ever it is will have to deal with us in the dark, Not many people can see so clearly in the dark."

"My grandfather said it was a gift," he said smiling as he apporached her and gently touched her side as he pulled his coat on. "A gift from your family to ours... If you really thik we need to leave here, I'll follow you. Or you can follw me to my cabin. It's a very safe fortress..."

Knowing his cabin was very much in danger at that moment if he went there I nipped his coat and pulled him to the door demanding he follow me to a near by cave where some pack members where close to help should I need it.

"Alright," Ethan said following her, pushing his sleeping bag back into his backpack as he heafted his rifle as he followed her as quickly as he could from the watchtower. He surprised her by his ability to staying right beside her the entire time as she moved through the forest and underbrush. She could tell his eyesight was just as good as her wolven vision. He was twisting his head and sniffing the air as they moved along, chatching scents and sounds while they moved to the cave that she had decided to take him too.

"Is this where you want me?" he asked gently petting her upper shoulder. He looked around and squatted down beside her.

Finally having him someplace I considered save I gave him a quick lick to let him know I was happy and went to sit at the mouth of the gave guarding him till the light of dawn.

Ethan smiled as Sierra gave him a lick, and gently gave her a strach behind her ear as he joined her by the opening of her den. "Something is out there," he said softly. "I can smell it, sense it. It's been both a curse and a gift, and it's saved my life countless occassions in the past."

"It smells not quite human," he said softly looking at Sierra as he tried to explain what he was sensing. "I've never smelled anything like this before. It's almost... Dead. But not quite."

"Who ever they are," he said softly. "They are moving pretty damn fast... Almost as fast a lopping wolves. They could be on ATVs... but, nothing like anything i've smelled before. No fuel smell. What can they be?"

"I think I hear something," He said cocking his ear trying to hear the soft whine of an electrical motors in the distance. "But I can't... Can't get it."

"Can you, Sweet-wood?" he said referring to her own unique scent. "Can you hear them?"

looking at him I nod slightly focusing on the coming danger I now realize that there are at least 5 of them. They must mean business to have so many after one man. This was not good not good at all.

HOwling softly a role call of those closest to us I await the answer.

Ethan looked at Sierra and gave her a puzzled look as she howled and the responses to her request for assistance and the multiple answers. "Six," he said cocking his head. "Six responded to your call, but I hear others not as close... You think you need help do you?"

"Who ever they are my dear," he said softly as he strached behind her ear. "You're under my protection my dear. I can deal with this. I have surprise on them... And they are only five of them."

"With my AR-15," he said looking at her grinning. "I think I can deal with this. I might not understand why they smell so very... Odd. They smell, not quite alive."

"I don't want to kill anyone," he said looking at her and smiling. "But I will to protect you and your family. It's my duty and my scared honor to protect you. My family has lived and died to protect you and yours for so many centuries. And... I can't stand the thought of anything happening to you."

"Stay here," he said softly petting his muzzle. "And I'll deal with them. You're wolves. You don't have to worry about us crazy humans..."

Noticing the sents closer and hearing the reports fear skated through me as he was wanting to go out on his own nipping at him and tugging strongly at his sleave yanking him back with such force that he landed on his ass. Staninding in front of him now I let out a low warning growl as I listened to my pack members closing in around us at the great threat that was comming it was only a few hours before dawn hopefully they would stop soon and there would be no battle tonight.

"Sweet-wood?" Ethan looked up at Sierra and tried to sit-up. "What's wrong with you? You act as if you don't want me to go out there. My job is to protect you and your family."

"Don't you understand?" he asked patting his rifle. "With this i can protect you from who ever... what ever is out there."

"I really wish I was a wolf," he said softly. "You are quite a female, and would give anything to have a mate as determined as you at my side. You remind me of the wolf that protected me when i was a child, lost on the mountain for three days."

Remeber back to being a cub and my mother teaching me the importance of protecting out protector. My mother had been the one protecting him then while I watched from close by. Remebering back to that time made sorrow well up inside me as my Mother had died the night of his family protecting them on her own. Letting out a soft whisper I nudge him back into the cave a bit.

"Sweet-Wood," Ethan said touching the sides of her face to look deeply in her eyes. "I have to go out there to protect you and your family. It's what I'm here for."

"The only way you're going to keep me in here," he said chuckling. "Is to sit on me, and tell me that you're not about to let me go out there in a language I can understand."

"And even then," Ethan said looking at her with a sad smile on his face. "You'd have to make one damn good reason for me not to go out there. Whom ever is out there, has to be stopped. And I'm the only one able to do it."

Fear for him combined with his disobediance and my growing iritation brought out the beast in me causeing me to pounce him and open my jaws over his throat letting out a warning growl as my jaws surrounded his neck.

Ethan let out an groan as his breath escaped his body as Sierra's weight on his body knocked his breath out. "Sweet-Wood," he gasped at first horrified that she was litteraly at his throat, then at his body responding to her in a way totally unnatural way. Instead of total terror his body was getting arroused. "Damnit, Ethan. She's a damn wolf. You stupid idiot... You forgot she's a wolf."

"Damnit," he growled as he put his hands up to his neck trying to keep her from ripping his throat out. "If I'm dead they can't steal the mountain because the Spaight family trust will be taken over by those who can't sell it... It'll be safe. You'll be safe... not that you understand any of that. Even if i can't stop them tonight, at least you will be safe. Tonight and tomorrow."

"if you're going to rip my throat out," he said through clenched teeth. "Do it. If not... Let go, don't make me have to hurt you..."