Merging of the Pack

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Assana sat in her room looking around the furnishings that were there. A deep sigh was released from her. How could her father seriously do this to her? Sitting there she shook her head in frustration as she tried to keep her calm. It was never good when one of her kind let their anger get the best of them. Of course being the daughter of the Ulfric had its pros but now she realized how many cons it truly had. Sitting there she slammed her fist against one of the four posts of her bead, snapping it in half.

The Ulfric from The Gaiden had moved to their area. Well not exactly on their land, but it was close enough that those in power felt the need to have a marriage of alliance for their packs. She was part of The Sange pack. Her father was well known and she was aware of there being no way around this. She was to marry their pack’s Freki. She hated the politics involved in all of this. She had hoped her people had moved past their barbaric ways but she was learning quickly that would be expecting to much.

Walking back and forth she shook her head as she tried to relax her mind and calm herself, she could feel the beast within her scratching and clawing to get out. She was the Bolverk of her pack, her name was as well-known as her fathers. Being the doer of evil deeds made one a reputation. She was good at her station and had proven herself several times. She had been challenged a few times and took her opponent with ease.

Now though her world was being flipped upside down and turned inside out. She had to marry the Ferki of The Gaiden, it wasn’t something she was happy about and she would test this male to see if he could handle her. She wasn’t a weak woman, her station and rank wouldn’t allow that. Packs were territorial and the Lycan’s did not accept any weakness woman or otherwise.

Finally relaxed she heard three knocks on the door. Glancing over to it she stole a glance to the mirror. Her long black hair hung loosely down her back, her skin had a sun kissed appeal to it. Her face was free of make-up showing how truly stunning she was. Her emerald eyes seemed in difference to everything else. Smiling she walked over to the door, she wasn’t dressed as most women were tonight meaning they had visitors, instead she wore a pair of jeans and a white tank top with her black leather boots. Standing there she saw her father and all her anger rushed back to her. ”Assana we have company and you have a celebration to attend to, tonight you shall meet your soon to be husband and mate. Get yourself ready and meet me down in the hall.”

He didn’t wait for her to respond instead he just left her there. Slamming her door shut she grabbed a vase off of her dresser and threw it against her wall. She felt like a child who was being punished. This was very much a punishment to her, though she had done nothing wrong, she had defended her pack and protected them and had helped her father and kept the pack under control. Walking to her closet she grabbed a simple silk emerald green dress. She stripped out of her clothes and slipped the dress on. She didn’t care much about anything else. Grabbing her heeled gold shoes she slipped them on and left her room.

Making her way into the hall she looked around, she saw her father talking to a man, she figured this must be the male. Her eyes accessed him, not as a lover but as an opponent. Her body was honed for battle, she didn’t look like most women, and she was athletic and well built. She wasn’t as big as a man, but her muscles along her legs and arms were defined in a feminine manner. The room dropped silent as people became aware of her presence she watched as her father and the man walked over to her and she tried her best not to scowl at him.

 

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Maximillian Donvincent or Max to his pack was Ferinik or guardian of his pack. His defense and dedication to the pack was the biggest reason why they were able to take this new territory. A territory that had belonged to them in ages past and belonged to them again. The Gaiden were a ancient pack with roots traceable damn near till the age of Vikings. Max's efforts had earned him a noble slot in the pack, every female wanted to become his mate. To breed with him would raise evej the lowest female to near queen levels.

Max wasn't interested in that though. Sure he liked women, but he felt like his role and job as a pack protector was more important than marrage and breeding for the sake of it. That didn't mean that he didn't like sex either. He fucked any and all the women he wanted, but he was careful not to let offspring be the result. He would die before he married.

Or so he thought.

The pack Ulfric, king, wanted peace now that their homeland was once again theirs. He wanted no more unnecessary violence or war. In order to do that a treaty needed to be forged. It was decided against Max's will that he would be wed to a female from the new neighboring pack. A way to forge trust and peace between packs, as well as solidify a power base unseen from a werewolve pack in ages. It would be a very scary thing indeed.

Max fought the Ulfric with every fiber he could. But Ulfric's word was law and there was a limit to how much Max could disobey before challenging the Ulfric outright. So that was how Max ended up in a tuxedo with his long black hair slicked back and his face clean shaven. The ballroom was emence and Max had taken up a spot by the banquet table munching on snacks to avoid drawing attention from curious folks wondering who the warrior was. Everyone in the room was a Lycan, Max could feel the energy like a second shirt on his skin. As such he trusted no one.

As against this marriage as he was, he had heard a rumor that the girl was the daughter of this clans Ulfric. So he was curious to see what kind of breeding stock she came from. He did always like to be able to get a little rough with a woman. Though he doubted he could ever bring himself to love one.

"So how do you like the new territory?" Roland said drom beside him. Roland was the other Ulfric and the father of the woman Max was supposed to mate.

"It is not new to us. Only returned." Max said.

Roland nodded. "Of course of course. Listen Maximillion, I understand why you are so relictant for this to happen. I was a man like you once. Champion of the pack. It is a power that one does not let go of easily, even to be Ulfric. You have liberties an Ulfric does not. But think of this as your final act of protection to the pack."

Rolamd moved to stand in front of Max. "Don't you see the level of peace our two packs could achieve? This marriage will protect the pack more rhan your claws ever coild."
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Max growled at the man. "This marriage protects your pack. Not mine. We are far stronger than you and this is only a play to make sure we don't comw for you next. You can play political on someone else who can't see thrpigh yo ur bullshit."

Max found hos gaze moce past Roland and onto a rather beautiful and strong looking woman approaching thwm both. "Would that be my bride to be?" Max asked.

Roland turned and smiled brightly at his daighter, "Ah Assana yes! Come my darling meet Maximillion."

Max sniffed, she was of breeding temp tonight. It amused him at how fast Roland was trying to merge the packs together. It made Max wonder what the Ulfric was really afraid of here.

 

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Assana stood before both her father and this other male named Maximillion. She stood there her features void of all emotion as she weighed the man before her. There was no lust or desire in her eyes as she looked at the man in his eyes. She wasn’t subservient as other women were in the pack especially to the men in charge. ”I’m Assana the Bolverk of The Sange pack.” It was a formal greeting as she stood there looking at the male.

She could feel her father’s glare boring inside of her, and as sure as she was standing there she heard the man growl. It was the growl of the Ulfric. Turning her eyes to her father she smirked at him tilting her head to the side. ”Well father.. I am the Bolverk of this pack… I earned the right to say as such and I am being as pleasant as is required of me.” Her words were quieter that way only they would hear. She knew disrespecting him in front of the pack wasn’t the most intelligent of ideas, but she had refused to show any weakness her entire life and she wouldn’t now.

The rest of the pack had gone back to mingling amongst themselves. Standing there she waited to see what would happen next. She watched her fathers glare and then he turned to the pack. ”Tonight my family, my pack will be the wedding of these two here…. Maximillion and my daughter Assana… Let the festivities begin.”

It took everything she had not to roll her eyes as he spoke; now the other packs Ulfric would speak to them. Soon there would be meetings as why they were joining ranks. She was surprised if they didn’t already know that the night walkers’ forces were increasing in this area and if they were not bad enough the hunters were even worse now. Standing there she set her hand on her hip, the tribal tattoos across her arms seeming to move as she did, they were a sign of who she was and the intricate designs within them revealed their history. Only one of them would be able to decipher them though.

The members of the pack who had earned the markings held them with pride, those who had not strived to earn them. Standing there she shook her head and walked up to the front of the hall finding her seat. Surely Maximillion would be sitting beside her as was custom and packs were all about their customs. Some of their customs appalled her, as tonight they would have to consummate their marriage and prove that she had been pure at the point of the consummation they would examine the sheets to find her blood to see he had taken her virginity. She hated their barbaric ways especially when she knew the men were far from pure when they came to their mating.

 

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Max sneered at the formal greeting Assana gave him. She apparently didn't like this arrangement any more than he did and for that he was greatfull. It meant that she wasn't a mindless skank like most of the woman that threw themselves at him in a ploy for power and position in the pack. He stood up straighter and nodded to her, "I am Maximillion Fenrir of the Kathos Pack."

Roland raised an eyebrow toward him, "Fenrir? You intend to become Ulfric?"

Max sighed and shook his head, "No, it is a complicated situation. But I am a protector of my Ulfric and of my pack. My Ulfric is the best leader our pack has had in generations, I made myself Fenrir to keep fools from trying to take his place. I have been his second for 45 years. When another can best me in battle he will be worthy of replacing my Ulfric."

Roland nodded, "That is an interesting take on it indeed. Perhaps you will step down, once our packs are united?"

Max smirked, "Don't bet on it Ulfric."

Max snapped to attention as his Ulfric Markus raised his glass to speak to the crowd. "My brothers of the moon, I thank you all for joining us on this occasion. I most assuredly thank the Sange pack for their generosity in hosting this fine evening. For centuries now, the Kathos Clan have been exiled from our homelands a homeland we have tried for ages to take back. Well my brothers....take it back we certainly have."

There was a roar of a cheer from all the Kathos members in the crowd. Including a powerful cry from Max himself.

Markus gestured for everyone to quiet themselves and nodded in approval. "Now that we are home my brothers, the time has come to know peace. We have no more reason to fight other than to protect our lands and keep a hold of what is ours. It is to that respect that I reached out to the Sange Clan in an effort to bind our packs and make us all the stronger."

Max grimaced.

Markus continued, "Our Fenrir, and the Bolvark from the Sange clan will bound themselves and our packs together in marriage by moon! It is with their union that our packs will merge and our hold on our homeland will be stronger than ever. WE will not loose our home again, not so long as a single wolf has air in their lungs! Honor our Fenrir and Bolvark!" He roared and again the crowd joined him, but this time Max did not cheer.

He glanced at Assana to see what she thought of all of this. She was watching Markus with a similar look on her face and Max sighed.

He reached out and grabbed her by the elbow, when her face jerked toward him he motioned her to follow him. Without giving her a chance to say anything or to see if she followed, Max moved through the crowd to the rear of the house and out the back into the garden. The moon was only a sliver of light tonight, and the pull was not great to his wolf.

He was looking up at the stars when he heard Assana step out into the backyard with him. "Are you as unhappy with this plan as I am?" He asked without looking her direction.

 

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Assana sat there listening to Ulfric Markus speak; she hated how happy they were all about this. She knew the reasoning behind it more than she cared to know. Sitting there she looked amongst her people, they were all smiling faces, of course they were because the man she would have married in her pack would have been Ulfric after her father and now well now that had all changed.

Catching a glimpse of the male she was to mate with go outside and his settle way of asking her to join she excused herself and left the room. None would be mad about her going outside with this male, not when they were to be mated tonight. They would see it as something to look forward to and away for them to be alone before they were one tonight. Walking outside she glanced around before looking at him.

Hearing his words she arched a brow lazily to him. ”Do I look happy about it?” She wasn’t one to play games or to ignore what was obvious. ”I don’t want this, any more than you do.” She stated to him with a shake of her head as she stood there and looked out into the woods around them. She knew why, she knew how strong they needed to be now, there was a lot of politics involved but also there was a real danger out there. ”Not only do they have us mating tonight but also partaking in the old ways… It hasn’t been done in years but they want the bond sealed, not only my father but also your Ulfric as well. We have to blood bind tonight.”

She detested it, usually it was left to the couple to decide when to do so, but not for them. They wanted them bound in every which way. A blood bond would connect their minds and hearts regardless of what they wanted. They would be able to find the other, know what they were thinking and how they were feeling. She stood there shaking her head folding her arms under her chest as she stood there.

They were to practice in the old rituals tonight, her tattoo would be added to because of this and she had no say in the matter. When the Ulfric’s agreed on something and made it so, that was the way it was. Their word was and is and will always be law. Shaking her own thoughts she took a deep and slow breath, they would be called inside soon. Looking back to the male she had a dull look on her face. ”So was there a specific reason you bought me out here, as I am sure we will be called inside to begin.”

 

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Max smiled and turned toward her slowly. His body rippled with toned muscle and power. The beast within him rippled through his aura, he had always had one of those wolves that could shift at will. It marked him as one of the most powerful of werewolves. He looked to be a man in his late twenties even though he was nearly 70 years old. A benefit of being a supernatural creature. Different lifespans.

His gaze found the woman he was to mate with tonight and took in the sight of her for the first time. She was determined, he could see that. Neither of them wanted to do this. Yet they would for pack law and pack will. Max had been loyal to his pack for decades and he would not break that loyalty. Besides there were worst things then having a mating forced on you. At least he wasgoing to get laid tonight. Though he might have to cChase her ass down, which could only make it more fun.

"Come," he held his hand out toward her. "Let us get each other's scent. On our terms. The pack might want to see us together but at least we can...court...ourselves." With that he opened his arua to her letting her feel the powerful beast that lurked within him. A power that made the Ulfrics look like jokes. A power that lesser wolves cower behind. It showed Assana that there was no reason he shouldn't be Ulfric if he wanted, a power like his could crush the Ulfric from either clan if he should wish it.

 

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Assana could feel the power surge from him; this was a turn of events she hadn’t expected. Of course though now it was her turn and she had her own share of secrets. Closing her eyes she took a slow steadying deep breath as she allowed him to feel her power. He would be able to feel her power, to know she was a feminine Ulfric by nature, though no one including her father knew about.

Looking up to him she nodded slowly as she stood there. She had never revealed her secret, they would hunt her like a wild boar. She knew that women were not allowed to hold that kind of power, at least not as long as the men were in charge. She stood there and could hear others approaching them and she shielded herself once more.

It wasn’t an easy secret to hold, and hide from everyone. She knew this moment this male could send a hunting party after her to kill her. Of course it had not been her choice, it was Mother Nature’s. She had discovered it in her first challenge, when taking out her opponent had come with ease, and that night when her eyes had changed to a glowing red. She was rare and she was more like her mother than her father knew. It was the reason her mother had been lead to her death, the men viewed the women as the weaker sex, as inferior to them.

”Now you know.” Was all she said before the two men made their way over to them. Glancing at the men she cocked a brow, something felt wrong she could feel it in her bones. ”We’re ready to begin the ceremony the Ulfric’s have spoken and now is time.” She heard the words and it chilled her to the bone. This man knew her secret and now he would know much more once the blood binding had been completed. He would know her memories as she would his and know her thoughts and feelings. They would be joined as one it was the only binding in their belief that could not be broken and one couldn’t stray from.

Having felt the male’s power caused her to grow curious though. She had every reason to hide what she was but he had none. They would kill her for what she was, but he could be the Ulfric he could easily make the challenge and take the claim. She shook her own thoughts. She would have to figure that out later. For now she had to get through this night, a night she wasn’t looking forward to. He may have had the aura of an Ulfric but she still had yet to see his power. She would challenge her own husband tonight, it was crazy but it was also a part of the old ways. A wife could challenge her husband before going to the bed; to be sure he would be able to protect her to defend her, to see his true power and beast.

 

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Max feot the hair on the back of his neck raise up at her power. That alone was surprising a female with this kind of power was usually hunted down in a pack. It was very masochistic and wrong in Max's eyes but it was still law. Max was a protector of the pack and sometimes that meant from itself. So Assana being far stronger than was allowed was a good thing. It meant that she could be good breeding stock for more powerful offspring. Max didn't understand where theywould kill powerful girls when that could only serve to make the packs stronger each generation.

TThen they were summoned back into the room. Only this time it was laid out differently. Now a dias stood in the center of the hall. A giant round stage were Max and Assana would battle and forge their bound for all to see. Public displays like this were commonplace in the pack so it was nothing to shy from. Max just felt forced into this and he didn't like that.

However now that he knew Assana's power it did make him feel a little better. Their power combined would make a force that few werewolves could ever hope for. Both packs could be theirs if they wanted it. Though Max still had no desire to be a leader. Instead he would rather ensure that a good leader stayed in place.

Max jumped onto the stage and waited for Assana to join him. "This fight will determine that this union can proceed. Max my daughter is a wild one and no man thus far has been able to best her herin a challenge. I wish you luck sir." Roland told them.

'So if she beats me, we call this off." Max smirked.

Roland shook his head, "No it means you will not be the dominant in your relationship. Which would suck for you."

Max shrugged and began to strip out of his suit. Nudity was another commonplace thing amongst the wolves. It wasn't uncommon for wolves to sleep naked with each other and have not a single sexual thought between them. It just worked that way. Once naked Max began to change. He grew and his body flowed smoothly into his wolf shape. Long silken black fur covered him it was a remarkably smooth change performed without even a growl. The shift took him less than a minute and the gasped from Sange pack told him that his form was unique to them.

Power oozed off of Max so thick you could taste it. His form was powerfully built, his teeth sharp and deadly. His claws were brutal looking and for a moment Roland even feared for his daughter to face this man. Even in a challenge like mating.

"Be careful Assana." He said to himself.

 

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Assana stepped to the stage; she dropped her dress revealing the marks of who she was. As the Bolverk she had markings similar to tattoos that trailed across her skin. She could hear the silence among the Gaiden pack, women typically were not marked, typically it had been the men but she had earned her stripes. Her shift happened with ease, her fur black as night matching her hair. Standing there she looked around at everyone, the room was silent and she understood why. They would see them fight but the actual consummation of the marriage would be done privately at least.

Her senses honed in on him as they always did when she prepared herself for a fight. She wasn’t weak and she wouldn’t bow out or allow him to win for the sake of his reputation. She could hear the whispers in the crowd, could feel their anticipation. Taking a breath she blocked it all out, the power rolled off of her as she stood there fully prepared to take this male on.

She knew he possessed power more than anyone else she ever fought before, that made no difference in how she handled herself now though. Her eyes set on the male she was about to battle. She heard the elder begin to speak the one who had come up with this entire body. The elders were not technically of a pack the over see them all to make sure things stay cool between the packs. ”My family, we are here today to witness the joining of these two. This fight will determine who will be the dominant of the relationship.” His words began to fade and she could hear the crowd getting antsy waiting for the fight to begin. They were all vicious when it came down to it and most enjoyed the old ways. She heard the bells go off and prepared herself for the battle.

 

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Max roared as loud as he could. The power bursting from him in such a way that the people near the dias whimpered and backed away. If they had been in form their tails would have curled up between their legs. Then Max moved, a blur, a black streak across the plaform. Just before he got in Assana's reach he darted left and came at her from the side.

He stuck her as she spun toward him, though he kept his claws tucked and settled on a fisted blow against her side to send her staggering. He pounced on her trying to knock her flat but she spun and brought her knee into his stomach. The force knocked him through the air and he flew back several feet. Max landed on the dias hard enough to cause the platform to crack beneath his feet.

He growled at her and narrowed his gaze. He watched her recover from his blow to her side and glare back at him. If he could have smirked he wound have. If this had been a fight for real she would be bleeding bad now and he would still be in good shape. Suddenly a fist met his muzzle dead on.

He yelped and shook his head as he stepped back. She hit him? He hadn't seen her come forward and he was a really fast fight too. But she was like air. The blow startled him more than it hurt, but she took advantage of it. Her strike pelted him all over. Face, nose, gut, neck. Max grew with rage at each blow.

With a roar that shook the building he hit her as hard as he could in the stomach. Every once of air left her body in a rush and her blows stopped. His mouth bled from her strikes and he was sore in his ribs but it was nothing that he wouldn't heal in a few minutes. The anger came from her speed. The way she could hit him so fast there was nothing he could do to stop her, luckily he was made of though shit and was hard to hurt.

He grabbed her by the back of the neck and tossed her to the other side of the dias. Growling in rage.

 

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Being thrown wasn’t her cup of tea she moved to her feet with ease. There was a slight pain but nothing she couldn’t handle. Finding her feet again she moved with stealth, he had proved to be a good fighter but she was learning quickly. She was quick and limber, her body could move like the wind and the sea. She was flexible and could take a blow. A hurt stomach wasn’t going to stop her nor was being thrown like a doll about to stop her.

Another blow caught her in the rib cage, dropping down she spun herself between his legs and hit the back of his knee then the other to throw him off balance sure enough it had. Swinging herself up quickly behind him she caught him in his right side. All of this happening within a few seconds, she didn’t notice the crowd gawking at them; with their jaws dropped all she was focused on was this fight.

Sure enough he spun on her and caught her once again. She felt the blow to her stomach and then her chin. Staggering back she spat on the floor, her blood spilling from her mouth as she did. This was a well match fight and she heard the bells ring once again. She couldn’t believe it, why were the ending the fight. Her eyes snapped to the elder as she stood there. Looking back to the male she was fighting she shifted back to human form. ”Why are you not letting us finish.?” She yelled to them as she stood there in shock.

Watching both Ulfrics stand they nodded to one another. Her father spoke in his booming voice to the packs. ”We shall be voting on who has one this fight, otherwise we will not have a wedding due to one of their deaths.” She stood there and shook with rage. She looked back to the male she had been fighting with and her body shook again. She couldn’t believe what they were ruling then the other Ulfric began to speak. ”My people, we wish to have this wedding, it is necessary for all of us. These are two brave warriors and neither will stop unless told to do us by their Ulfric or till they have killed the other.” Assana stood there and glared her anger rising as her chest rose and fell again and again.

 

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Max roared with a fury that blended into words as he melted back into his human shape. "Why bother having us put of this useless fight then if not enough time is given to decided anything. We put this on simply for your amusement then?" Max demanded. He had not yet begun to test her in battle and he learned only that she was fast. Nothing more and that angered him.

The elder waved his hand in dismissal, "Nonsense this was merely to see the clan what would bedominate. This wedding is a scared merger of two packs and we can not let the bride and groom tear each other apart before the ceremony tomorrow night. Now silence we must diliberate."

Max growled and stormed over to throw his clothes on. He didn't bother putting his shoes and coat on. Instead he tossed them in the trash in a can nearby and stormed off to get a drink from the bar. This was such bullshit. They were in such a rush to get this wedding finished that they were cutting corners and it angered him. Assana was impressive but he needed to see if she wasa worthy mate and they could do that without fighting.

He chugged a pint of straight whiskey and asked for more. The booze would burn out of his system almost before he felt the buzz. But anything was better than nothing right now.

 

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Only more anger coursed through her now, grabbing her dress she slipped it back on paying no mind to her shoes she left them laying on the ground. Storming off the stage she didn’t look at anyone. She walked out both double doors slamming them open for her. The doors creaked from her sheer force of will as the cracks formed in the wood. Walking past everyone she went straight outside, she didn’t have time for their petty games. She needed to know if this man could hold his own, sure he had kept up thus far, but she needed to see more they had barely even begun.

Walking away from the building that she now just wanted to burn to the ground she stood at the edge of the woods. Her fist slammed into a tree as she stood there causing it to creak and crack as a roar released from her body. Her anger coursed through her like the blood pumping through her veins. Her eyes began to change color, glowing a deep crimson red; it was a sign a trademark almost of what she was.

A cry of anger escaped her as she stood there, the moons pull was growing stronger as the night passed she could feel it. She could feel her body wanting to let loose, to let out the anger. She knew better to walk inside right now though. When her anger got out of control was when what she truly was could be easily seen. Being alone right now as her best option, having privacy and not worrying about prying eyes.

Taking a slow breath she tried to tame her beast within her. She could hear the wind blowing and focused on the things around her. Looking off into the woods she could see the shimmering light of the moon cascade across the trees. She focused on nature on the thing she loved more than anything else. Sure she loved a fight but that wasn’t going to happen right now.

 

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Max heard the bang of the doors and glanced up as Assana stormed out of the room. He smiled as an idea crossed his mind. Sliding away from the bar he snuck outside after her, using the link he had made with her earlier to follow her out toward the woods. Her rage was like a colorful trail through the air and he was able to follow it easilly. As he follwed he could mbed out of his clothes, pausing only a moment to remover his pants.

He caught up with her as she beat her fist on a tree. He ran up behind her and slammed her face into the tree hard enough to break her nose. He leapt back and washed her spin on him with raging eyes.

He grinned, "Fuck the elders. I say we finish this on our own terms." Then he was a wolf again. And he charged toward her with a growl.

 

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Her face smashed into the tree, a sharp pain spread through her. Spinning around she saw the male and realized he just didn’t give up. She grinned at him as she heard his words. The first time she showed any delight in her features. In moments she changed forms. As he charged for her she used the tree as her leverage to swing up and out of his way. Coming back down she landed on his back and bit into the back of his neck, yanking against him till she tasted a hint of his blood.

Releasing his neck she swung her fist into his side and swung herself off of him. In a blur she ran at him to meet his fist in the front of her throat. She choked briefly before her breath returned. She threw a few blows at him and they danced like that for a while swinging and blocking. He caught her arm spinning her as his hand wrapped around her throat. A growl pierced the air as she threw her head back and used her feet to take him down.

On top of him she continued to use her elbows throwing them into his chest till she caught that sweet spot. Sure enough she heard his breath hitched and she yanked herself free from his vice grip. Spinning to face him now she watched him as she returned to his feet. She stalked him like she would pray, her eyes glowing brighter and brighter as her adrenaline rushed through her.

Most of her opponents would be dead by now, so far he had survived and she would enjoy the fight. They charged at each other and slammed directly into one another. Fists and teeth hit the other as they continued to fight.

 

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She was glorious she really was. Her teeth digging into him excited him. He wanted to laugh at her as she clawed and slugged him. Oh he hit her too. He was putting a lot behind it to see how well she could take the punishment. Yet as they fought she got more and more cocky, dropping her guard for too long to take extra swings at him. And he let her hit him, let her put her guard down and thinking that she had him.

Then he grew tired of it and struck with incredible force. He uppercutted her in the stomach so hard that he lifted her into the air with his fist. Then he slammed her down on the ground and pounced on her, his legs pjnning her arms down and his teeth wrapping around her throat. His jaws tighten until he felt her unable to draw breath. She would submit or she would pass out.
He wondered if she would be upset about him holding back with her. It didn't matter, she was a good fighter if he was honest.

She was just too cocky with it and left herself open. She also didn't understand where to hit an opponent to weaken them. Sure she hurt him. Drew blood even. But none of it had weakened him. Perhaps after they were bounded to each other, he would teach her how to use her speed to kill quickly and not fuck around with her enemy.

He clamped tighter as he felt her struggle. He growled and shook her throat a little urgin her submission.

 

[hells_fury]

Assana could feel his teeth around her neck. She heard him urging her to submit to him. A growl ripped through her as she slashed at him with her claws. He had ended the fight, purposely. She didn’t like that she had been giving him a chance she wanted to see what he was capable of. She could have taken him down sooner had she wanted to, the issue was she was forced to bind to this man and she wanted to see just how strong and capable he truly was. Perhaps he could due, of course he had to there was no choice in the matter.

Her body stayed tense, she didn’t calm or still under him. She in no way was submitting to him in this moment. Before they had any time to react she could hear the growl of both Ulfric’s she hated how they made their dominance known in such ways. Sure enough the male eased off of her. Standing she looked away from the she had to control her temper. Closing her eyes her body shifted into human forum. Finding the peace of the forest she breathed it all in. Opening her eyes she could feel the calm flowing over her. Looking back to the Ulfric’s she stood there. ”Well father you chose not to let us fight, if you’re going to force me to marry this male I want to know just what he is capable of. You never said we couldn’t fight on our own then again you’re not allowed to intervene in what a soon to be wed or already bound couple does… That is against the pack law.”

She knew she was walking on ice but she just didn’t care. She hated what he was trying to do to her. She was tired of men trying to force her submission. She didn’t work that way and she never would.

 

[musicankane]

Roland glared at her, "The laws of the pack are not in question here. This man was choosen for the obvious power he has. And you will be his wife and as such you will be as a wife should be." He was suddenly all in her face hissing as her, "Including submissive." He grabbed, her cheek and squeezed. "Or you can face exile."

He pushed her back against the tree. Then spun toward Max. "And you will do well to watch yourself. Be a worthy wolf of my daughter and give her reason to be yours."

Max spat onto the ground, "I owe you nothing Ulfric. Remember once this merger is complete I will outrank you."

"But you obey me." Max spun as his Ulfric stepped forward. "I let you get away with a lot of shit Max because you are invaluable to our pack. But you need to learn your limits. You will go through with this."

Max growled, "I'm glad this is the thanks I get for all I've done to protect this pack."

Max moved over to Assana and yelled to the pack. "Make her willing to submit to me. Otherwise Iwill exile myself and watch how long it takes for the vampires to tear you all apart." Then he moved off into the woods.

 

[hells_fury]

Before either of the Ulfric’s could speak she stepped toward them both glaring at them. ”My submission will not be forced. If he can’t earn it then he doesn’t deserve it. You can exile me and see if I care.” She didn’t wait for them to respond to her, instead she spun around and walked into the woods. Of all the wolves in the pack she knew the forest the best. She had spent the most of her time here keeping her beast at bay.

She could hear the Ulfric’s in the distance and knew they were coming for her. She knew they were hunting her down and she didn’t care. She made her way to the lake and crossed to the other side. Night had taken away the day and the land was covered in the moons soft glow.

Each wolf had special abilities, being sensitive to things around them, being clairvoyant or extremely aggressive. It varied but the ones who were further up the chain of command held more. Her father would never know because the women were only allowed to be one, and Assana was not only empathic but also clairvoyant and her aggression was higher than most. A icy chill ran up her spine as she looked around.

She was still on their land, still within the area that was supposed to be safe. She could feel the cold, and the hatred pouring around her. Before they were in view an image of a coven of vampires came into view. She saw them taking the protectors down, she could feel there strength. These vampires were different, something about their speed and strength was different than the others.

Opening her eyes she shifted and let out a warning howl. She was connected with Max yet but had she been she would have showed him. Now she would defend the pack as best she could. She used the night to her advantage. As the first one came through the pass she waited for him to get a few steps closer. Once he was in perfect position she struck quicker than they would have expected. In one swift move she had the vampire’s head removed.

The others rushed in, there were three of them for now. With rushing speed and only taking kill shots she managed to get them all down on the ground. She left a single one barely alive for questioning. She knew the Ulfric’s would question the monster they always did. Her vision came back to her, more would come she could feel it and see it, more than they had ever seen before, another chill swept over her. She left off another howl as she listened for the others and paid attention to what was around her.

 

[musicankane]

Max needed to get away, to get out into the night and let the air and forest run through him. This was so agrivating. The pack was based around a system of laws, and yet everything about this merger was being done against those laws. Why was it so important to merge? Why did they even need to merge through a marriage? It would be a much simpler manner for Markus to kill Roland and thus taking over the pack.

The bonding of Max and Assana together so wildly against their wills didn't make sense. Something else was going on behind the scenes. Something or someone wanted Max and Assana upset.

Max was three miles away when it hit him. The stench of vampires, lots of vampires. Behind him, moving toward the mansion and the collection of packs. He felt Assana's power surge and felt her taste combat. Could it be?

Max roared as he shifted back into a wolf again and dart back toward the mansion. In this form he could smell the numbers that the vampires had brought raining down on the pack. There were dozens. The pack would be slaughtered on sheer numbers alone, especially since they would not be in full force this far from the full moon, hell not many of them would even be able to shift.

As he ran toward the pack he wondered if this had been a set up all along. Getting him away from the pack in order to attack it safely. But who would gain from such a thing? Roland? Max growled and ran faster.

 

[hells_fury]

Once Assana finished with the ones coming from the forest she headed back to the Hall, everyone would still be there and she had to tell them. Her fur was still clean except for a bit of blood around her muzzle. She stayed in wolf form; all her senses were raised in this form better than in human. She made it back with ease her speed on her side for once. She stopped at the steps she knew in order to control her rage she would have to shift allowing herself to be more vulnerable. She had to though it was for the better of the pack.

She shifted with ease as she walked up the steps trying to get inside she noticed the chains around the doors. They were all trapped inside. The place had been sealed, with the only type of thing that could keep a were wolf out or in. A scream pierced the air as she stood there looking around. She tried to spot her father and the other Ulfric but neither of them was in sight. She caught sight of Max running toward the building and looked at him.

”Their trapped inside and these are not normal chains. Someone has set us up and your Ulfric and my father and the elders are all gone. The guards should have been here including your guards and they are gone… What is going on?” Her instincts were alive and she could feel everything, there was panic and fear raining down from inside. She could feel everyone but she couldn’t find anyone who had any real power other than Max. Where had they gone, she couldn’t fathom her father killing the pack of course you never imagined an Ulfric killing their own pack. The pack was family and she knew something more was missing, something they weren’t seeing.