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The Hunter and the hunted

Victor adjusted as she pulled away, he waited till her words stopped, the wolf had shifted from seeming terrifying to terrified, he wanted to do more for her, to ease her pain to make her feel safe. He knew she would run if he gave her the reason. He moved closer to her, he sat beside her, this back to the woods, he rested his arm around the wolf, his hand massaging between her ears.

“I can’t stop the humans from coming, they already outnumber us, the will continue to do so. But that doesn’t mean they will hunt us or that they will find us if we don’t want too. There are many far-off places we could go, may place to den and raise our pack.”

He sighed, he hated telling her that, it was the truth but not an easy one to accept. He took a deep breath to ease some of the weight on his shoulders.

“I know I didn’t do the right thing that night, I won’t ever make up for it with words, but if you don’t give me the chance to do it with my actions I can’t make it right. Rebecca was a risk, but she would have died in that village, she would have suffered and then had a senseless death. She loves you, and I think you love her too. Something happened while I was trapped, you gave her the gift, you made her your pup.”

He rubbed the base of her eats, he could feel the tension in her skin, her muscles seemed to tighten and relax as he massaged her. Victor leaned his head against Starfyre.

“You know I love you, I want to prove to you that the world is safe for us, that humans like Amos, Charles, and Tabitha are more common than you think, that you have a place alongside them. Who knows what the future will be, but I want you to be with me and not hidden away from the world. I want the humans that we choose to allow into our lives will prove that they can protect us, just like they are guarding our bodies right now.”
He squeezed the wolf, a very human action against the wild that the wolf represents.

“Wake up, see them for yourself, you can talk through me or direct to them, but you need to see them.”



Victor, as his wolf, put his nose to the ground a bit early, he didn’t quite count the full bit, but they never set a number to count too. He caught a mild scent of her, but something was obscuring it. He chased her scent into the woods, bouncing around trees and under bushes, she was clever running in circles that way. He figured she rubbed something on her body to mask her scent, but she had forgotten to cover her feet, it wasn’t a strong trail, but it was easy enough to follow. He followed her path, taking his time to draw her suspense out. He eventually found a large boulder lying in a small clearing in the woods, he could see the disturbed ground where Aspen had crawled under the rock. He could have stuck his head under the rock and found her but, he made a show of sniffing around the area, looking up at the trees and looking very confused, he wandered off into the tree line, getting out of sight of the rock before tracking around it. He found a flattened area on the side of the rock where he could hide, he waited, watching Aspen’s hiding hole to see if the girl would come out. His mind wandered a bit as he tried to focus on his task.

“Why is my tail itchy……..”
 
Starfyre really hated that he kept constantly touching her, it made her feel as if he is pushing her too much. It also brought some comfort, easing the fear that kept nipping at her heels. Every time she moved away, he would move right along with her and proceeded to pet her. Even when she growled deeply at him, it's like he shrugged it off and ignored him. At times she wished she could hurt him, bite his head off or anything.... Just to put him in his place!

At the same time, he can feel some of that anger dissolving and at times, she didn't move away from him. One point she stayed and actually leaned her head against his with some acceptance. Then, she'd realize the action, shaking her head with a soft growl as she stood up and walked off.

"The child was not of my doing... It was not my intent to give her the wolf... I do not know how it happened. The mark did something to her that I do not understand.. I do not know how I feel about the child..."

Starfyre glared at him as he stood up made another attempt to walk towards her, this time she kept her distance, not allowing him to get close again. It wasn't easy for her to accept to the things he is saying, yet she can see the look in his eyes were very sincere.

"I will always be hidden from the world... I am no longer made for this world. It doesn't accept me for what I am. Humans will always force me into hiding. You said it yourself, the humans outnumber us... There is no place that is safe. Like this village here. It was not here the last time I ran these mountains... Yet, there is a village here now. No matter where we go, there will always be humans..."

When he moved again, she growled at him and moved closer to the edge of the treeline. He made everything confusing, she is so angry with him and hurt by all the recent events. Nothing made sense to her anymore and she honestly felt as though she isn't in control of anything.

"You need to leave now... I am done speaking to you. I will not fall for your trickery... Hunter.."

She didn't know what else to say and he can sense that she honestly didn't know how to feel either. Giving him one last look, acting like there is more she wanted to say. Yet, she held her tongue and took off running hard into the trees. He would notice that she into the direction of the darker part of the forest..

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Aspen giggled quietly in her hiding spot while watching the wolf roam around. She hasn't had this much fun in a while, though she did have a tiny bit of fear nipping at her. Starfyre won't accept her playing with a stranger, also, she feared that he will leave her alone here. However, she tried hard to push that fear deep down, just wanting to have fun.

She watched him circle around the boulder she's hiding under, it's obvious that he knew where she is by his actions. Though, she smiled as he kept the game up by pretending. When he hopped up on the rock, she grinned when seeing his tail through another gap in the rocks. Very carefully, she reached into that gap, pulling lightly at the fur on his tail. She focused mainly on the tip of the tail while very slowly pulling the whole tail into the gap. She enjoyed the reaction she is getting by playing with the very tip, teasing the fur. At times she found that one little hair that would make his entire spine twitch and she silently giggled.
 
Victor gave her space, He didn’t want to push too much, he remained silent, he didn’t have words to argue because she spoke the truth. But she didn’t realize that it didn’t have to be that way. Peace could be achieved, he had wanted to buy the land from the human kings, but now he had a new plan. One that would let Kynthia, Starfyre, and Aspen be free. The plan still needed work, and he was wondering how it would all fit together, but without getting his mate back the plan didn’t matter. He smiled, he could feel his wolf playing with Aspen, seemed like the child was playing a trick on him, he told the wolf that he was going after Starfyre, to come to them once they were ready. The distance wasn’t a problem, they were linked since they were part of the same person, the conversation unfolded in rapid responses, he could tell his other half was distracted by something.

“I never thought of you as anything but a part of me, I never asked if you had a name”

“I don’t”

“Do you want one”

“I dunno”

“Well, that’s helpful”

“I know”

“Sigh, why is the most difficult conversations I have are in my own head?”

“We’re a magical race of human/elf/wolf hybrids, hiding our existence to the world and now we are chasing our girlfriend through a forest that is entirely in her own mind.”

“Smartass”

Victor could almost feel his wolf doing that ridiculous wolf grin as his feet hit the ground. He chased her, she didn’t seem to be trying to escape him, but she wasn’t making it easy to follow her. More than once she jumped over large bushes that when he crashed through cut his skin and as they delved deeper into the woods the terrain seemed to change. The first part of the forest seemed magical and safe, the massive trees provided cover for the child and the multitude of flowers brought light to every corner. This part though, it felt dark, fearful and turbulent. Briars and vines stretched out almost seeming to want to drag them into the shadows of the forest. Starfyre seemed to glow in the dim light, her power repealing the world around her, Victor had no such power in this world. Kynthia’s internal world scratched at him and while he felt no pain from it, he worried what that meant for them. He could feel something up ahead, a familiar feeling, it was warm and felt like an embrace from Kynthia, but something else was there, he heard a yipping sound in his head. Coyote’s voice came through.

“Hello you, I don’t know how you got here, but it’s no use. I have her mind trapped, as long as she rejects you she will never wake up and you will always be alone.”


Victor reply came along with him picking up his pace, where he had simply tried to follow Starfyre, now he was going to catch her, his anger stoked he fire in his chest and fueled his body and once he saved them from this broken existence, he was going to make sure Coyote never bothered them again.

“Go to hell you jabbering snaggle toothed scavenger, once I’m done here, I’m coming for you, I hope you remember what your last beating felt like because the next time I’m going to enjoy ripping your throat out.”

He got no reply from the voice, he wasn’t sure if the voice had actually been Coyote or some effect from the spell that was holding Kynthia hostage. I almost hoped the real thing had heard him though, the trickster had signed his own death warrant when he had attacked Kynthia and Rebecca. Victor smiled, she was a part of the pack now, just like him, part human part wolf and she loved Kynthia, this was for her as much as it was for him. His feet struck the ground as he leaped over a bush in his way, Starfyre had started to choose larger bushes, he was going to have to tease her about that later.

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Victor’s wolf form tried to focus on the conversation, but Aspen kept tugging at his tail, it had only taken the child a few times to blow her cover, he smiled though she was so innocent. He tried to remember if Victor had a child in his head, but he never remembered anything but himself and Victor sharing that space. The idea of a name though, he never really thought about it, but it never seemed important to him, he just was and that was good enough for him. Aspen plucked a hair and he couldn’t hold back the shiver that ran up his spine. He flicked his tail at the child, tickling her nose with the tip. Once she sneezed he jumped, mocking startled and turned around in the air making a big show of it. He landed with a panicked look on his face, quickly letting it fade into a genuine smile and he spoke as he licked the child’s face.

“Found you”
 
Starfyre purposely sent him on a chase, knowing that he will follow. After all, that's what hunters do.. they keep chasing after their prey no matter the cost. At least this time, she is in control of this hunt and she brought him deeper into the dark forest. Originally her intent was to simply lead him here, go in deep and simply disappear. That would force him to get lost in here, to lose track of time and hopefully that will push him back out. When she had enough distance between she did stop, hiding within the shadows with only her bright yellow eyes glowing while watching him... The darkness hid the glow of her body surprisingly well. She smirked softly when a bush snagged him and he struggled to get out of it.

The more she watched him, she wondered if he knows what it feels like to be hunted. If he knew what it is like to live in constant fear.... If he knew what it is like to be so utterly alone... To live like the prey instead of the hunter... Did he even know why she fears the humans so much? He lived among them his entire life, he was raised by them... He has always been at the top of the hunting game. He never had to live in the shadows or fear for his life at ever corner.... He didn't know.... He will never know.... He will never understand her side.... Unless..... Unless he experiences for himself.

"That kind of life... living in peace... may be easy for you....You do not fear them because they raised you... Here is a taste of my life... Hunter... This is will always be my life."

In the distance of where he stood, the scent of smoke and sounds of crackling fire would reach him. Soon after, many voices were being carried in the wind along with distant screams and crying. Little did he know, Starfyre is allowing him to see her first memories of the first time she's encountered humans. For him, it's too real to be false or mind game. When he makes it to the wood elf village, he will discover that she is just a child, looking exactly like Aspen. Her mother is frantically trying to get her to run and hide. Meanwhile the father is fighting off at least four humans, a mixture of elves and wolves lay dead on the ground. A few others were chained and in cages, mostly children, women and pups. Homes and trees were on fire, on the verge of becoming a raging wild fire.

She waited until he was free from the bush before making her move, all the while keeping to the shadows. It's as if the darkness followed her to keep her hidden from sight as she proceeded to stalk him. The very air around him shifted into an unsettling energy to make it feel as if he is truly being hunted. Although, she had to change the vibe more, it would do no good if it only felt as though it's a wolf stalking him.... He needed to feel what it's like when hunters are doing the stalking... Before too long, she pushed those fearful memories towards him, giving him the strong, filthy scent of humans, the sound of their feet accidentally breaking a twig.. Even going as far as to create the scent of wolf blood of fresh kills. He couldn't see anything either, darkness all around him yet he can feel eyes watching his every move. Never knowing where those eyes are, if or when they will strike. Fearful to move, at the same time, knowing it isn't safe to stay...


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Aspen laughed and covered her face when he licked her, it's her own doing that he caught her though. She had plenty of time to run off and hide again, however, she liked playing with his tail too much. His fur isn't like Starfyre's and she found that fascinating, loving how it ticked her skin.

"You cheated though... You can smell me!"

She stuck her tongue out at him playfully and giggled again while crawling out of her hiding place. Little did Starfyre know, those memories that she created for Victor were affecting Aspen. They were her last memories of her parents and she can sense what Starfyre is doing.

"Daddy..."

Aspen whispered as she looked towards the dark area of the forest, wondering what Starfyre is doing in there. She has never brought up those horrible memories before and she didn't understand why Starfyre is doing it now. Shaking her head and turning her attention back to Victors wolf with a smile.

"It's my turn to find you now..."

Aspen turned towards the boulder to hide her eyes and paused before starting the count. A last minute thought hit her while turning to face him one more time.

"Oh, I am not allowed to go there... Starfyre says it's not a place for me to play in."

Aspen pointed to the dark forest, the shortly afterwards started counting loudly while hiding her eyes in her hands...
 
The hair on the back of Victor’s head stood on edge, the forest had changed, something about it wanted him. Darkness swallowed him, he couldn’t see anything, the smell of blood and smoke filled his lungs, he heard the sounds of a raid. Men yelling, dogs, now wolves, growling in response. He heard children crying and women screaming for their young. What was going on? He had just been in the forest, he squinted the darkness obscured his vision before clearing, a wisp of it floating like smoke around him. A village under siege stretched out in front of him, flames leaped from building to tree and back to the roof of the next. Bodies were strewn all around him wolves, men, women, children…..the horror of their faces seared into his mind like a hot iron. He collapsed holding his head, why was he seeing this, was it Coyote? He saw a man dragging a small child toward a cage, the child’s ears and tail gave it away as a hybrid, Victor charged calling his wolf and shifting in midair, he passed through the man. He snapped at the man’s hands, his legs, he lunged again trying to protect the boy. He quickly realized that he couldn’t save him, the boy’s fate was already sealed. He laid on the muddy ground, the smells and sound overwhelming him, he felt the heat of the flames. A whimper escaped him even as he tried to hold it back. The feeling of eyes on him gnawed at him, he knew it was an illusion, but everything felt so real, he watched a group of men around a corner. They were searching for something, their eyes landed on the spot where he lay. They seemed focused on the spot, but if he couldn’t harm them, they couldn’t harm him. They yelled a hunter call he was familiar with, one of the men drew a crossbow, the bolt flew and slashed his shoulder. Panic poured into him, how did they do that, they were illusions, they shouldn’t be able to hurt him. The wound pulsed with pain as his heart raced, the man drew another bolt. It sank into the mud where Victor lay if he hadn’t moved it would have struck him. He ran through the village, dodging flames and trying to avoid the bodies of the fallen and the eyes of the living. He found a thick set of bushes on the edge of town and crawled into them. He had to think, what was going on, how could an illusion hurt him? He heard a twig snap behind him, he bolted.


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Victor’s wolf form had just started running into the woods to hide when the shift happened, Victors human form stumbled as his center of gravity rose of the ground. He looked back at the small girl with her eyes covered and facing away from him counting. He didn’t want to scare her, he found a quick hiding spot, climbing onto a low-lying limb just inside the tree line. He wanted to get back to the dark part of the woods, but Aspen wanted to play a game, and he needed to take care of her as much as Starfyre, he had a feeling they would all need him in their own ways. The thoughts of his wolf came through, he felt the fear, the anger, then he felt the running. Why was his wolf running? Something was different about the sensations he was receiving, they didn’t quite feel real from the outside view. But his wolf was terrified, that worried him. But he was strong, and they were safe inside Kynthia’s world, he could focus on Aspen for now, but all he really wanted was to have Kynthia back in his arms.

“Kynthia, I never knew things were this bad for you, I’m sorry”

He watched as Aspen walked under the branch he laid on, he smiled, she was all the innocence of Kynthia and he loved her for it. Her innocence meant she didn’t always expect tricks and he doubted she was thinking to look for a wolf in the trees.


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Charles rocked back and forth, they had been out for almost an hour now, he hoped that it wouldn’t have taken this long. But based on Kynthia’s and Victor’s facial expressions and their interwoven fingers he hoped it was going well. He worked on the reversal drug, it would help wake them up and mitigate the fatigue once they were up and moving.
 
Starfyre watched within the shadows as Victor struggled to understand his surroundings. There is some part in her heart that felt horrible when watching the tawny wolf run in fear. She can almost quite literally feel the pounding of his heart as he hid in the bushes. The scene filled her with more memories than she shared in that moment. Memories of the last few moments she had with her mother before running off to never look back.

As the tawny wolf ran in fear, Starfyre followed him silently and it surprised her that he is running the path she did as a pup. There were many other paths he could have gone down... Yet, this is the one his fears drove him down.... The idea of it peaked her curiosity. It isn't as if he chose that path with purpose... She did though. It was the path her mother forced her to follow. It helped in what happens next and in a few moments, the tawny wolf would see a pup with purest white fur and golden eyes like the sun. This young pup ran past him and is clearly filled with fear of her own as she ran hard.

There is a hunter not far behind her, following her trail closely and at one point, she slipped on loose dirt. The hunter would have caught her in that moment, yet something distracted him. A loud crack of thunder stunned the hunter for a second. That second is all she needed to scramble to her feet and take off running again. Thankfully it started to rain rather hard, which took away her trail and made him turn away. Sadly she had no where to run, no one to turn to for almost two weeks. She barely knew where to go, only going off the things her father told her of where to go. The elves deep in the mountains will protect her...

In the vision, she didn't make it last two weeks of course... Only enough to show him that the travel wasn't easy for her. Too young to hunt on her own, scavaging for left over kills when and if she could. At times she went for days without eating and constantly looking over her shoulder at every sound. Other predators attempted to attack her, thinking she would be easy kill, most of the time she managed to escape without a scratch. Other times, she was severly injured in the process and barely escaped into a hole. Eventually, she came to the castle that is now their current den. The darkness faded and the land is very lush, beautiful and it was one of the elves that found her almost dead in their garden....


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Aspen felt the change of energy of when the wolf left and the human took his place. However, that wasn't her concern in that very moment, instead she felt everything that Starfyre felt. For as much as Starfyre tried to keep these memories locked away from Aspen, they were always connected to her. There is no keeping them hidden, luckily Aspen didn't remember exact details as she was very young at the time. What mainly affected her the most is the sadness that is overwhelming Starfyre..

When she finally started to search for Victor, she seemed a little distant and had tears in her eyes. These deep emotions made her miss her family, mostly her father as she was very close to him. Her heart wasn't really into playing anymore, she needed something more in that moment. Although, she couldn't understand what it is she wanted since it has been so long. The elves that raised her were the last to ever give her any comfort... Other than Starfyre. Yet, she is a part of Starfyre... so it didn't count in her eyes.

"Starfyre needs you more than I do.... If... if you wish to leave.. I understand.."

Aspen spoke loud enough for him to hear while she kept searching for him. Though when she caught a glimpse of the disturbed dirt and seeing where it leads, she did smile a little. However, she kept speaking in the general area, knowing he couldn't be too far.

"I think Starfyre is showing you our memories.. I feel the sadness from them... She wants to scare you away from here... She is sad though. I can feel that she wants to trust you... to believe you... She doesn't know to."

Victor can see that Aspen honestly didn't understand the full extent of what she just said. That she didn't understand that this feeling Starfyre is afraid of is love for him. She also didn't fully know what it is Starfyre is showing or doing to him in the dark forest. The most she did understand is that he didn't want to be here playing with her... She can sense it in the energy surrounding him, it was different from his wolf.

Aspen crept around a blind spot to his position and climbed up on a rock. She managed to reach a small stick through a gap behind him. Very carefully she tickled the hair right behind his ear and giggled at his reaction.

"Found you..."

She laughed as she ran away from her spot before he could catch her.

"Your wolf reminds me of a god the elves told me about.... Silvanus.. He was a protector of the forests.."
 
Victor’s fear pinned him to the ground, this world was beyond him, he couldn’t stop anything, he could protect anyone, he couldn’t change what had already happened. The forest shifted around him, he watched as his mate’s memories played out, he watched the end of the raid, the forest chase, the struggles in the wild, and her being found in the garden. He watched as the elf leaned over, her hand working healing magic on Starfyre’s young from, Victor was able to stand and walk closer to the vision. He sat and watched as Kynthia’s form healed and as the elf carried her into the castle they called home now. He sat and watched till the vision faded around him, the spell breaking and the world returning to the giant forest of Kynthia’s mind. He was sitting in a small clearing, in the center laid Kynthia, he strolled over to her, he pushed her hand with his nose, she was warm but unresponsive. He wondered why she had appeared, the thought struck him as soon as he noticed that he hadn’t heard anything around him for a moment, he spun around searching for Starfyre…..

"Starfyre, where are you?, Why is Kynthia here now?"

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Victor in human form watched Aspen walk and talk, she sounded so sad, he wanted to jump down right there and hold her, but she seemed to be intent on the play for a few more. He wanted to let her play if he could, he could feel fear and confusion coming from his other self and Aspen deserved to be shielded from that. He giggled and swatted at the offended branch as the girl teased him. He did some minor acrobatics hopping out of the tree and landing behind her, he gathered her up in his arms, giving her a hug and kissing her cheek.


“Well, that is high praise, and I will never leave you. I love you little one, why don’t we see if we can go find Starfyre and convince her to trust me? Maybe we can play tag on the way to her”
 
There is so much more that Starfyre wanted to show him, to make him fear the humans the way she did. She didn't want his pity or to have anyone feel sorry for her. This is still her life in many ways, the memories may have been from many, many years ago... Yet, they are like deep scars for her, scars that will be a constant reminder of what humans are. For now, she watched the tawny wolf a bit more until she felt a pull in the physical world... Her body is reacting to having him inside of her dreams. It still bothered Starfyre that he is here, not understanding why or how he came here...

That pull continued to call for her attention, begging for her to wake and take care of the stress of her body. Starfyre snarled under breath and looked back to the little wolf... She wanted him gone from this place, he didn't deserve to see this world... Most importantly, she didn't want to leave him alone with Kynthia's heart. It is bad enough that Starfyre knew he's playing with the child, toying with her emotions. Most likely feeding her innocence with lies... He needed to go! She had to get him out of the way! With that, something woke the physical body and that forced her eyes to shoot open.

When she woke in the outside world, things were blurry at first, unable to determine where she's at. The room smelled of filthy humans, strange herbs mixed in the air as she slowly sat up. It appeared that the humans were gone and it was maybe noonish if she was to guess by the shadows. There was an unfamiliar scent near by, a human scent she didn't smell the first time being here. Which can only mean they told another human about her.... She growled deeply and realized there's a warmth in her hand, seeing that it is his hand... That hunters hand holding hers!

He is sleeping though and had a strange scent on his breath... Is that how he did it? This strange herb can be tasted on her own lips too... That caused her to react as she straddled over his body, not paying attention to anything else around her. Reached for his neck with her claws digging into the flesh, though it wasn't nearly enough to break skin... It was enough to make him struggle for air... For as much as she wanted to kill him, knowing it would be so easy to do so... She felt something twitching underneath her, throbbing and growing hard.

She growled when it dawned on her that it is his cock reacting to her sitting on him. Looking down on him to find him still sleeping, most likely seeing fleeting moments of her past.. or manipulating the little one... Whatever he is doing in that dream, she didn't like it. When she looked down at him, seeing that he is dressed like a human, not even proud to be wild and free like she is... Shortly after that, she ripped his clothes to shreds and letting the tattered material fall to the floor.

For a time, she sat there staring at his naked form, the urge to claw him came over her. Seeing his hardness triggered other unwanted sensations within her own body. She hated him and yet wanted to mate with him... Too many conflicting emotions which only angered her more. There is a natural need to mate with her alpha, that will never go away no matter how far she runs. If she kills him, she'll live the rest of her life in more pain than she is in now. At the same the time, she hated that cock and how much it hurt her last time he used it....

He twitched in his sleep which brought her attention back to his face, he must be seeing those fleeting images of Kythina's heart. The wolf must have her by now... Starfyre reached for some rope near by and tied his wrists to the bed. Straddling him and reaching up again, placing her hand tightly around his throat once more. Meanwhile, she planned to use him for HER pleasure this time. He didn't deserve it, but she did.. she is using him.. not giving him a choice... Not that he will get hurt by it like she did...


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The tawny wolf had found Kynthia's heart and soul, though she still couldn't wake up on her own. Though the forest did clear of the darkness, they are still in the dark forest all the same. He would see flickering images like smoke and mist surrounding him. They were still her memories playing out, however, they were not nearly as vivid or realistic like moments ago. He will notice that her time with the elves were kind of odd.... She remained in the wolf form the entire time.

She shifted once for the Elders to show them the markings of her people, to prove who she is. That is where she gained the name Aspen... Although she did play with the other children, she played with them as a wolf. It was almost as if she was afraid of getting attached to them. There was one male elf that could be considered her best friend, an older male... could have been a father figure if she allowed him to be. Other images indicated that she came close to shifting for this man, wanting to be the little girl she was meant to be...

Yet, after a time, he started to treat her more like an experiment, doing secret tests on her in order to force her to shift unwillingly... Because of that, the little one went into hiding even deeper and remained as a wolf. However, she was learning the entire time as she grew older, listening to their stories, history of the elves and much more. Practicing magic in private when no one is looking.



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Aspen squeaked in surprise when he picked her up from behind, laughing as she playfully struggled. It wasn't a strong enough struggle to cause worry, though she blushed deeply from the kiss. It reminded her of her Father, he used to kiss her the same way.

"I love you too Daddy...."

She looked up at him wide eyed after realizing what slipped from her mouth. Quickly covered her mouth with her hands, almost worried about his reaction towards her words.

"I.. I apologize.. I didn't mean to say that! I think I should go now, Starfyre will not be pleased if she finds me with you. She will know that I've been playing with you and will take you away from me.."


Though, she made no movement to leave him as she enjoyed being in his arms too much. It felt real to her, comforting, so much so that she almost cried from the rush of emotions it caused. As always though, she held it all back.

"Starfyre is awake... You won't find her here anyway... She will take me from you soon."
 
The tawny wolf was trying to find Starfyre, but it seemed she had vanished from this world. He laid next to Kynthia’s sleeping form, he felt some relief as her body continued its natural rhythm of sleep. Scenes from their past played out around him, images from Starfyre’s perspective dancing on the mist. She never had it easy, it seemed to be one thing after another with no a break. He curled his body around her, his tail draped over her thigh and his head resting on hers.

Victor’s human form looked down at the small child in his arms, her words had surprised him, but he understood them, she needed that in her life still. She had been denied so much opportunity to experience what a childhood could be when not thrust into such horrible images. He could see the images that his wolf was viewing, the scenes of their shared past colliding with the reality of the child in front of him. He fought back the urge to cry, she didn’t need pity, she needed love in all her forms. He pulled her close, squeezing her small frame against him.

“I love you, Aspen, I love Kynthia, and I love Starfyre. There isn’t any part of you that I don’t love, I will always be here for you. I can be your Daddy, your mate, your friend, your protector.”

He felt a little odd saying it to Aspen, but she was part of the woman and the wolf that he had fallen so desperately for, he didn’t feel he needed to treat her as a child when he spoke to her. She was both too old to be condescending too and too young not to want to play a game of impromptu tag with. He gave her a kiss before he felt a tightness around his neck, he was struggling for breath. The world blacked out as he watched as he fell away from Aspen’s form, the child smiling and waving at him.

As he fell, he saw his wolf form fall beside him, as they drew closer their spirits recombined into his singular form as he felt the weight of his body. His head spun, he was still foggy from the herbs. He went to rub the blur from his eyes and found his hands bound above his head. Panic struck him, was he safe, was Kynthia? Where were the doctor and the others! He bucked, finally realizing the weight that had settled onto his lap, through half-closed eyes he attempted to focus on who was on top of him. He struggled to reconcile his fear with his body reacting on its own, apparently, his crotch had felt something it enjoyed, his cock was hard and throbbing even as the nails started to dig into his throat. He struggled against the hands, trying to shift but his grogginess seemed to block the change. He thrust his hips and felt his cock press against something familiar……
 
Starfyre had far too many emotions and they were all in conflict with one another. It became impossible for her to pick the one that affected her the most. Anger is at the top, yet fear fell close to second which only made the anger grow. She hated living in fear, after many years spent trying to rid that fear... It has returned as if she never dealt with it at all and it's all because of HIM!

"You should have left when I told you to.... Hunter.."

She growled down at him when noticing him stirring to the waking world. The whole time her hips were slowly rolling, hating and loving the way he makes her feel. It is certainly better than those strangers and he is a perfect fit for her, it took some effort to not cum instantly. Then it occurred to her that he will no doubt cum when he wakes up more, that won't do! However, she didn't know how to deny a male of pleasure...

"What makes you think you deserve to have me? Why do you claim to love me? You do not even know me! It is only lust you feel... You will leave... Everyone leaves... I will not allow you to hurt me."

When he lifted his hips up while struggling to figure out his situation, she came as he hit a spot that is impossible to ignore. The orgasm didn't last too long as she shook her head and gripped his throat tighter. She couldn't kill him though, something deeper is preventing her from doing so.

"You drugged me with something didn't you? To put me to sleep? Why.. Why would you do that to me? I can taste it and it stinks..."

He can see it in her eyes that she is getting so close to bolting out the door. That need to run kept nagging at her and growing by the second, the only problem is... She still couldn't shift and without her fur.. she would freeze...
 
Her nails dug into his throat, Victor struggled against the rope binding his hands. He felt the rope loosen as her body clamped down onto him, her legs squeezed his thighs as her tunnel milked him. The spasms lasting for a moment before she squeezed his airway harder. Her words were angry and stung his ears as she straddled him. He managed a few words but they were strained and a raspy whisper.

“I did, you were going to hurt yourself or someone. I needed to protect you and everyone else.”

He stared at her, he focused in on her eyes, they were the same as he remembered Kynthia’s being but they were wild with emotion. Her pupils were narrowed to a predators point, the color of her irises full. Her breath was ragged from her climax and he could see the sweat starting to form on her skin. The room was still pleasant form the fire, and her heat was radiating from her loins. He could feel her sweetness running down her thighs and his shaft, pooling under him. The memory of her taste was almost too much. He wanted to hold her, he could finish snapping the ropes and take her, but would that help, or would that drive her away? He relaxed his body, letting her weight push him into the bed. He leaned his head back, pushing his throat into her hands.

“My throat is yours, take it if you want. My body is yours, use it if you want. My heart is yours, and it always will be.”

Victor struggled a bit, pushing his hips up to her he could feel his length wrapped by her sex, she was heavenly. He wanted nothing more than to take her and claim her again. A growl rumbled through his chest and into the hands clenching his throat.



Charles had stepped out for a few minutes to get some air; the briskness of winter was all that was keeping him up at this point. He opened the door to the cabin, he heard a woman’s voice and he peaked around the door, she was straddling Victor and her hands were clasped around his neck. He almost ran in to save his new friend but once Victor spoke he heard no fear in the man’s voice. He slowly retreated through the doorway, pulling the door closed behind him. The soft click of the door unheard by the occupants of the cabin. He leaned against the door, his back against the wood. It had been far too long since he had felt the touch of someone other than himself. Had it been six or seven months? He had been aroused by the small bit he had glimpsed. While her body offered nothing of interest for him, the passion between the two had been thick in the air. He listened at the door attempting to hear anything from the bed. He could feel his cock bulging against his pants, the friction of the fabric on his head driving his urges and making him moan against the cold wood. He couldn’t help himself, he walked to a window, he was obscured from the street by a large pile of wood. Peering through the glass, he was behind them, Kynthia’s back was to the window the curves of her hips and her tail on full display for him. Victor was hard, and his shaft was buried into her, surely his tip was pressed against her womb at this point, the rest of his manhood hung heavy between them. Charles unconsciously licked his lips as his hand slipped down trousers, the tips of fingers cold on the flushed member. His mind was fully revived now..
 
She growled deeply in return as her ear twitched to a sound, yet she didn't dare take her eyes off him. He just might do something foolish if she looked away... There is no denying that his growl sparked an unwanted desire deep within her. It confused her though, not willing to accept these deeper feelings that she hated.

"I just want to be alone... These human emotions are troublesome. I don't like them.. I understand them..."

She growled again and squeezed enough to draw a small stream of blood from his throat.

"Why can I not kill you? Why do you make me feel things? I can never love you..."

There is a sadness creeping in her eyes and she fought back the tears, which only made growl in anger. What is it about him that confuses her so much? Why him? Of all the other beings out there in this world... Why him?

"I want to use you... I want to hurt you like you did me... You need to feel what it was like..."

Again, it came down to not knowing how to deny him. She didn't seem to notice her body moving on instinct, hips rising up and down on their own, all that did register is how much she missed him. Missing the pleasure that she knew he can give her.

"Sadly, you are a male... You will gain pleasure no matter what I do to you... You will never understand how much it hurt me... how much they hurt me.. Or how much it hurt to have you think I enjoyed it..."

With that she pushed off him and stood up on shaky legs while looking around the room. Trying to find anything at all that she can use to her advantage, sniffing the air at all the strange herbs. There were a few vials in some bag and a couple more on a table with some sort of set up she didn't understand. To an extent, she wanted to find something that will make him numb, to prevent him from cumming... Or at least make it difficult for him... Then she found the potion that she tasted and smelled on his breathe... It might not make him numb, but it should keep him in a fog at the very least.

Truthfully she didn't know what this poison will do, yet if she is still alive, that told her it wasn't deadly. She climbed back on top of him and impaled herself right back on his cock, growling at the pleasure it gives her... a pleasure that she deserves...

"Is this the poison you used on me? Is this how you got into my dreams without permission?"

She coated two of her fingers with it and traced it over his lips, forcing him to take more of it. Hoping that it wouldn't be enough to put him to sleep fully, only keeping him in a daze. She needed to keep his cock hard after all, if he is in a deep sleep, it wouldn't work. Not only that, if he is a sleep, he won't know what she felt when she was dazed and confused... It would never be the same, but she can try... Soon, she started to really use him for her own needs.

"What makes you love me?"
 
Charles watched as she unmounted Victor, she walked to his stand he could see her lips full from between her legs. He watched as she fingered her way through his mixtures, she brought each one to her nose. He was fascinated, she was searching for something, when she pulled the sleeping potion he gasped, what was she going to do with it? He was envious of Kynthia when she took Victor's rigid cock back into herself. He could only glimpse her hand moving across Victor’s lips, she must have used her fingers to administer the concoction. Surely she wouldn’t be able to give him enough to hurt him, but he watched just in case. If he lost his erection it might signal that his heart rate was slowing too much, it also gave him a good excuse to stare.


Victor was coming too as Kynthia pulled herself off him. He laid there and let her beat on him with her words, he deserved it. His body was enjoying the feeling of her, but when she spoke his heart hurt. He wished could prove that to her. When she rubbed the fluid on his lips. He worried what she had wanted, she said she couldn’t kill him and he believed her, but what would this dose do? The effects where quick, he could feel the tingle where we touched his lips then the world seemed to fade, he was awake as she started to rock back and forth on her.
His cock throbbed inside her, she still felt amazing, her claws were digging into his chest, he could feel the blood welling under them. She wasn’t giving him any time to enjoy what she was doing through his haze. He really was just a toy for her pleasure at this point. The drugs rushed through his system, dulling his senses. It was odd, he could feel her on him, but it was almost as if he wasn’t fully there. Her words came through over the divide between his body and his mind. He couldn’t answer yet, the fuzz in his head was too much. He felt her lift off him, the air was cool on his wet shaft. She slammed herself back down onto him, he felt the tip of his cock press against her limits. The feeling sent shocks through his system and his heart raced in his chest. The fog started to clear, and he snapped the ropes with a growl and grabbed the vision of his desire grinding away on his lap. His hands grabbed her wrist and pulled her close, driving himself into her, pinning her to him. He ground his hips into her sex each time he spoke.

“I love you because you give me love in return.”

“I love you because you are strong.”

“I love you because you are weak”

“I love you because you are wild”

“I love you because you are willing to be mine”

He held her on this, squeezing her arms a growl radiating out of his chest and into hers.

“I love you because I love Kynthia, Aspen, and you Starfyre.”

He held her for a moment, before realizing her body was limp in his hands, he was almost dumbstruck by the fact she had fallen asleep. It took him a second to register that she had most likely dosed herself when she tried to drug him. He could smell the herbs on her hands, maybe it absorbed through her skin. He pulled her close, rolling them both over on their sides, his cock still buried inside her depths. He positioned her head on his arm before pulling the covers over them. He didn’t know how soon the others would return, but they both needed some restful sleep. He snuggled his face against hers. Placing a small kiss on her lips, her breathe slow and steady with sleep. He was amazed that something so fierce as Starfyre, something so kind and curious as Kynthia and something so innocent as Aspen could live together in one body. He wanted to tell all of her he loved her, he chose words that would represent all of the parts of her that he cared for.

“I love you, little one.”
 
There was nothing holding her back when watching his eyes glaze over, shortly after she let it all out. Through sex, anger and tears while slapping at him, cussing at him, blaming him for everything she felt. Hating and loving him at the same time, wanting to hurt him and yet she couldn't bring herself to beat him. Growling with anger each time HIS cock made her cum. This emotional break down is one side of herself that is never seen, with no plans to show it to him anytime soon. Her blood is pumping, heart racing while she cried out on last orgasm before he pulled her down.

Naturally she struggled and gave warning growls, even biting at his shoulder. All any of that did is make him hold onto her tighter, refusing to let her go. Then he started to speak, confessing all the reasons that he loved her while thrusting into her. Slowly all that rage and raw emotions were calming down when hearing him growling. That same growl she has grown to love, the same one that calms her world. It was then that the exhaustion caught up to her rather quickly. At first she only closed her eyes to ignore his words, then he kept speaking and her body tensed one more time.

With this orgasm, she pretended to sleep through it, he is already soaked which means he won't noticed the silent orgasm. The intention of pretending to sleep is to not give him the satisfaction of making her cum. Another reason is because she didn't want to respond to the things he said. They were too much process, when he spoke the name Aspen, a spark flickered in her heart. No one has spoken that name out loud in a very long time. It triggered a reaction in Kynthia which she didn't expect. His words kept echoing in her mind, making it damn near impossible to fight as it is. The only option she had is to pretend like she fell asleep.. Which honestly wasn't too hard with the drug seeping into her skin.

Too exhausted to keep fighting and finally submitting to the comfort. A comfort she yearned for and desperately needed. Kynthia felt him moving her around and something soft caressing her skin. Instinctively she snuggled to him, savoring the heat radiating from his body and his scent. She gave a faint little smile when he called her 'little one'. Lack of food, emotional stress and the drug, not to mention a few orgasms in the mix, sleep didn't take long to consume her. Instead of going into the forest like she normally would, Kynthina stood in a pitch black room. Void of anything and unable to see past her nose, her feet felt wet, though it was warm and comforting.

She walked around some, the only sound being her feet splashing in the water echoing in the room. Something shimmered in the distance, glancing around again to see nothing else. Very little choice forced her to walk towards that glimmer. A few more feet and she's facing a wall of mirrors, each one playing a different aspect of her life. These mirrors focused on the positive moments, little things that made her happy so very long ago. Most of the mirrors were of childhood and with the elves.

One mirror in particular caught her attention... It was of Victor... A memory that she wasn't awake for, of when he found her laying in the snow... The more she watched these visions, she realized that they weren't her memories.. they were his. It was showing her through his eyes... Another mirror had younger versions of them... Again, it was when they first met. A time when she was promised to his brother. She watched when he first claimed her on that stormy night, followed by all the times after. Through all these, all she saw is the love he had for her. He has loved her from the moment they met... both times... she saw that love in his eyes.

While she watched all these long lost and forgotten memories of happiness, things were happening on the outside. His mark formed at the center of her chest, stretching to wrap around her neck like a collar... Around his right wrist a tattoo took place and it is of the same mark on her chest. The two marks linked up and he can feel all of her, no matter how far she goes, he will be able to find her. If she is in trouble, or in pain, he will know. It works the same for her concerning him... This is her way of accepting him without having to say anything. She poured all her love into the shared link while she slept....
 
Victor dreamed, he dreamed of the Alpha’s finger marking him, the spiral scar spinning from her fingertip. He watched as the scar spread outward from where it ended on his chest, it spun itself into a silver thread that danced over and under itself, a complicated mass of lines and spirals. He tried to focus on the shape, he knew it was something important, but he couldn’t make it out. The shape started to slow and shift, starting to appear more like a piece of jewelry, the many lines twisted into a braid of silver, forming a solid single line, it swept into a large loop before the end split and became multiple lines dipping down into soft loops that resembled the scar on his chest. A single piece dropped from the lowest loop turning from silver to crystal. In his dream, the simple or ornate piece lowered itself to his hands. He examined the piece, it had formed a choker, he had seen women wear them in the village but nothing that looked or felt like this. It added no weight to his hands the material was so thin, but the material was unmalleable, holding its shape against Victor's exploratory force. He heard a familiar voice behind him, Aspen.

“Daddy”

Victor spun to find Kynthia kneeling before him. Her hand's flat palm facing upwards on her thighs, her head down and her hair falling over her bare chest. Her breathing was slow, he walked toward her and there was Starfyre in her place. She eyed Victor as he approached with the silver choker the wolf lowered her head and shifted back into Kynthia’s form. Holding the choker in one hand he reached out and touched Kynthia’s head. His mate lifted her eyes to him and the room started to glow with the flickering light of thousands of candles. They were in the center of a circle of them, a carpet of grass and moss under them and the ceiling a masterpiece of twinkling stars shining through a canopy of branches. The sounds of the wild filled the air, the song of a whippoorwill, the howling of wolves in the distance, the night breeze sweeping around them. He placed his fingers under her chin, baring her neck to him. He knelt in front of her, his eyes locked with hers as he slipped the choker around her bare neck. She gasped as the lines of silver connected and fuzzed into one. He kissed her as the silver dissolved into her skin, leaving behind a tattoo that traveled around her neck and down her breast to a smaller version of the same scar he bore on his. He touched his fingers to the scar, he could feel her heartbeat as the tattoo snaked its way up his hand and coiled around his wrist. Her heart beat lingered on his fingertips even as he pulled his hand away and stared at the silver sinking into his skin. He brought his hand to eye level and examine his mark. It was almost identical to hers, except for the half-moon dangling from the lowest loop. He looked down at his mate, she was bared before him and his urge to take her took over. He pressed his lips to her as leaned over her. His cock hardened in anticipation of her open mouth. The door of the cabin opening invaded his dreams pulling him from his ecstasy. His heart flickered with fear, it took a moment to realize it wasn’t his. He felt Kynthia tense in his arms, he pulled her close. Wrapping his arms around her tight.

“Shhhh, it’s ok. I smell Rebecca and the others.”

He could feel her heartbeat, it slowed to a normal pace as he talked to her. He pulled her hair back to kiss her neck. To his surprise the tattoo from his dream was around her neck, letting his fingers trace the lines he followed it around to the back of her neck. He kissed the line on the nape of her neck. Rebecca and the others poured into the room, Charles looked flushed and slightly embarrassed. Rebecca wasted no time and jumped onto the bed with her adopted family. She snuggled up into Kynthia’s arms her ears shifting into a more wolfish version. Victor flicked the tips of her fuzzy ears sticking above her hair. Amos and Tabitha smiled, and the elderly woman giggled like a young girl at the display. Charles walked to his work stand and picked up a small vial. The smile on his face betrayed his serious tone.

“Well, it seems you two won’t need the reversal after all. Your bodies really are amazing!”

Victor laughed, he gave Kynthia a tight hug and whispered into her ear to wake up. He was excited, but he was happy to have his family back in his arms. Now they just needed to finish up and head home to the pack.
 
One of the mirrors were showing something that is unknown to her, it isn't a past memory... nor did it feel as though it is in the future either. It felt more.... present.... as if it is happening right now. Kynthia watched herself in this mirror for a short time before it pulled her into it. At first she didn't like being pulled against her will into another realm. Yet, this one had some familiarity to it, her forest... but how? Why is she here staring at herself kneeling in a very submissive pose? She's never in a lifetime posed like that and didn't understand why she would be now.... This other self spoke a single word.... Daddy.... When Kynthia looked to see who came out of the shadows, it was Victor. He held something in his hands, silver and very delicate looking.

It didn't seem as though he noticed this other self standing there watching... Like a ghost watching the physical world, only this felt more real than any dream she's had in her life. It also didn't seem to matter since they are all one person and though Starfyre still struggled with submission... It is time she came to accept this new path in front of them. Kynthia watched as he placed this silver chain on her other self. The markings grew on her and on Starfyre, the next thing Kynthia knew, she is no longer just watching, but is the one kneeling at his feet. This seriously confused her more than anything, yet it also felt right.... It still didn't make sense to her right away, all she knew is, whatever is happening made him happy... That is all she needed to know....

Reality started to creep in more and more... human scent, strange sounds, voices. Kynthia didn't know they were in the cabin, having been asleep this entire time, lost in the darkness... In a lot of ways, she is still very lost and the scent of humans brought fear. She didn't want to open her eyes, didn't want to find herself in a cage. More fear filled her when the sound of foot steps reached her ears... That need to bolt out of the room wormed its way in. Only to feel something pulling her into a tight embrace, refusing to allow her to run. That was when another scent filled her nose... the scent of her mate... his voice is soothing most of that fear.

Kynthia woke up to the sounds of others and some little human... partially wolf like creature jumping in the bed with them. For a few seconds she honestly didn't recognize this little girl, nor the other humans in the room. Again, fear slipped into place as she tried to curl up against Victor for protection. She hated this vulnerable sensation, hated the idea of having to depend on another for protection. What choice did she have though? This trip has proven that she can't protect anything....

Kynthia remained silent for now, simply trying to get her senses back on track. Granted she wasn't asleep for that long, however to her, it felt like it has been a weeks at most. Nothing around her made sense, the little girl seemed very happy to see her awake, unable to stop talking about this or that. Kynthia barely remembers bringing the kid out here... but why? Why would she bring a child out on a trip like this? Recalling how the kid gotten sick, could have died under her care.... More proof pounded into Kynthia that she is no protector.... Then the memories of the coyote slipped in, remembering how the coyote took the girl away.. twice.... Kynthia couldn't even protect her from a measly coyote...

"I... I need some air... I can not breathe in here..."

It was true, Kynthia was suffocating with all these humans surrounding her. Guilt and confusion clashed with other conflicting emotions. Memories were pouring in one and after another which only made her nauseous. This didn't feel right to her and it will take some time for her to adjust. Being around so many people all at once is making her very nervous. There is no doubt in her mind that they are kind people, yet, she wasn't herself in that moment either.

Removing herself from the bed, stumbling slightly on her first step and rejecting anyone from helping. Her body wasn't right, it didn't feel like her own skin, the drug didn't help either, making her mind foggy, causing her limbs to tingle and have that numbing sensation. She is sore, like she's been having sex for hours. Fear that perhaps humans have used her body did linger in the back of her mind, recalling her rape from before. The other man she didn't know at all and could smell sex on him. Did he do something to her while she was sleeping? Though, they didn't act like that was case... They were happy, yet not in a way that made her suspicious. Carefully, she made her way outside into the fresh snow, an instant shiver trailed down her spine, though she didn't care.

Her first few steps made it seem as if this is the first time she's seen snow. It didn't stop her from walking further out, towards the treeline where the coyote attacked her. For a few good moments she just stood there, staring into the trees like she's rewatching the attack. Recalling how easily he took Rebecca from her ripped her heart into a million pieces. Again her gut twisted while feeling sicker by the second. It didn't help that she hasn't ate in a couple of days and the pups growing in her womb is making her sick as well for the first time. That reality hit, there is no way for her to protect her own pups.... She couldn't protect Rebecca.....

Clutching at her stomach as she fell to her knees... It was too much for her to process all at once, feeding the guilt she carried for failing Rebecca.... Wondering what will happen to her own pups...

"Twice that coyote took her from me.... If I can't fight off a silly coyote.... I couldn't protect her.... I failed her... Why is she not mad at me? Why does she not hate me?"

Kynthia couldn't understand why this little girl looked up at her with such love in her eyes. Kynthia didn't deserve that love.... She failed to keep her safe.... If he hadn't come in when he did... Rebecca would have been gone.... That was another thing.. Where did he come from? Had this whole thing been a test? Was he testing her loyalty to him? He came out of no where, she didn't recall smelling his scent nearby.... She couldn't even rescue him and failed him as well..

"Why do you want me awake? I failed you too.... I am not worthy to be your mate.... I don't deserve to wake up....."

She whispered this to herself, not paying attention to who might be behind her listening.
 
Victor felt her leave the bed, Rebecca snuggled closer to him as the cool air filled the void left by Kynthia’s body. He watched as she moved past the humans in the room. She stepped out into the chill and his heart jumped a bit. He was afraid that she was going to run, but he felt her mind, their connection seemed more than just romantic now. Maybe the dream and their new tattoos had something to do with it. He uncurled himself from Rebecca, the girl making a soft groan in protest as he stepped out of bed. He worked his way to the door, he reached behind the door grabbing a fur that was hanging there. He draped it across his bare shoulders. He stepped out into the snow, looking around he found her tracks, the fresh snow had started to fill in the voids and settled onto every surface. He walked slowly, she needed space. She was a creature of the woods, a forest spirit, and its guardian. The happenings of the past few weeks had been fast and extreme. Too fast for all the emotions to catch up. They would be time to come to terms with all the changes but, that didn’t make it any easier to deal with. As he walked toward her, he could feel her struggle. He couldn’t tell what she was thinking but, the intensity of her emotions told him she was at war with something. She felt defeated, worried, and swelling of love for something new. The last emotion, love, it wasn’t the same as she felt for him it was more akin to love for Rebecca. As he thought about what that meant he could see her on her knees in the snow, her arms wrapped around her stomach… He could make out her words now, she spoke to him but without addressing him. He wasn’t sure she knew he was there, but hearing her soliloquy he knelt behind her, wrapping his arms and the fur around them both. The snow was cold, and their body heat was beginning to melt some of the snow around them, revealing a patch of green grass.

“There is no one worthier to be mine than you. You failed nothing and no one. You belong in this world and not to be trapped in your own dreams and nightmares. You are loved and have a place in the arms of those that love you.”
He snuggled his face into her neck, kissing her as he lifted her into his arms. She clung to him as he adjusted his arms under her legs and back. His hand wrapped around her and rested on her stomach. A firm lump pushed back on his palm. His eyes widened as he looked down at her swollen stomach. How had he missed it, she didn’t show as much as the women of the village, but there it was. The swell of her stomach, there was no other option to what that could mean.

“My Love, Aspen, are you?”

He didn’t get the answer before Rebecca latched on to his shoulders, she must have jumped up and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Yup Momma’s gonna have puppies!”
 
There is no hiding it from him any longer as Kynthia looked away almost ashamed of it. In her eyes, she is no mother, let alone be a mother that will protect her young. Look at what she did to Rebecca, turning a human child into a wolf.. giving her the sight of the elves... That is considered forbidden among the elves and it wasn't done properly. It could have easily killed her.. the humans could have rejected her... that damn coyote forced her hand though. Leaving her no choice than to take a chance with the mortals.

"Yes... I am with at least two... that I can tell anyway..."

She sounded as if she is about to break down again, silent tears did come forth. Luckily it is cold outside and that always brought out the tears anyway.

"We should get going soon... It is a long journey back home. Our pack has been too long without us. I need to know they are safe..."

In truth, she wasn't ready to travel. Her mind is still very hazy from what she did to herself. Reality and dream were still mingled as one and she couldn't tell what is real or not. It all felt real, at the same time, it didn't make sense. She saw Rebecca get taken and he is suppose to be lost to her... Running all Kynthia could think about right now... Going home will allow her to run.. to run hard and fast until her legs can't run anymore... Yes, that is what she needed to do... Yet, if this is real.... He might not allow her to run away from him again...

"I-.... I Don't want to be away from the den.... like this anymore... These pups will need safety and it is far from safe out here... I wish to go home now.. Please..."
 
Victor smiled, and standing, lifting his mate into his arms.

"Anything for you my love, but you're not allowed to run, you will ride on my back"

He could see her protest forming already. She loved to run, but she was tired and been through so much he wasn't going to risk the pups. His pups.
“I know, I understand, but this is not a discussion, you will take it easy till Charles can come to check you out at home and make sure everything is ok”
They made plans with everyone quickly, the home was a long way away and the snow was beginning to fall, it was time to winter and enjoy the protection and warmth of pack life. Victor gave some quick directions to Charles, the man was already aware of them and the pups would need tending. Charles was a good man and Victor felt he could trust him. But still, he only gave the man directions part of the way, he would have the pack pick him up there and bring him the rest of the way. They gathered their things, Rebecca giving the elderly couple a hug and kiss before waving as Victor shifted and growled at Kynthia to sit on his back, Rebecca giggled as they adjusted for the trip.

"Hehe, Papa what if we got you a saddle?!"

Rebecca's voice was playful and full of youth as she danced in the thin snow on the ground, always a few feet ahead of them. Victor kept a quick pace, enough that Kynthia needed to hold on tight, her fingers woven into his thick ruff, but not enough to jostle her too much. They ran down trails that hadn't seen a wolfs print in ages, Victor had never seen many of them, but he knew where every footfall was going and the forest seemed to welcome them both. Rebecca spent some time in her wolf form, the pup running close by, getting distracted and only returning to the trail when Victor growled firmly. They rested at night, curled into each other for warmth, Victors hands always around Kynthia's stomach, slowly searching for each of his children's protest. His other, pulling Rebecca's sleeping form, sometimes a child, sometimes pup, close to them. Soothing her whimpers as the dreams of her past plagued her still. The last night in the woods, they could begin to hear the calls of the pack, they spent time howling back, Kynthia teaching them both some of the calls, Victor announcing the additions to the pack. The next morning as the sun rose and the dew glistened on the forest, they walked hand in hand under the arches of their home, Rebecca shifting and tackling her friend Nico who seemed entirely confused by the situation. Victor laughed as he picked his mate into his arms, cradling her as he walked, smiling at the pups he figured they would figure it out themselves and needed no adult meddling. Carrying Kynthia up the winding stairs to their bedroom, he sat her gently into the bed, smiling as she protested still, his fierce mate.

"I know you don't like being cared for so much, but you will get used to it. I know you're not helpless, but I will not endanger you or the pups in any way. Charles will be here in a weeks time, he said he wanted to gather a few supplies and join us here"
 
Kynthia didn't like not being able to run, hating the idea of being carried on his back. Granted, she couldn't deny that it did feel good, the heat coming from his body is really nice against the cold. At times she did fall asleep, laying down against her mates back and hugging his neck. When they settled down to rest for a night, Kynthia didn't say much. Most of the time she didn't have to anyway since Rebecca did majority of the talking.

About halfway through their travels, Kynthia started to feel better about this situation. They were all together and Rebecca is starting to grow on her more. There is no denying that Kynthia enjoyed being called Mama. At times, Kynthia would rub her own belly, imagining what it be like to hear her pups say that. Other times it was difficult to have Rebecca around because it gave them no privacy with her mate. Although, it was probably for the best, they needed this time. Kynthia needed this time without all the urges of sex.

They spoke a lot about the future and what to do with the pack. Every once in awhile, Kynthia would try to use some magic that the elves had obvious left her. Yet, she didn't know how to use it and majority of the time it would fizz out. By the time they did return to the den, she did feel better about herself and where she stood in the world. There were no more doubts about her loyalty to her mate, or the love she felt for him.

Though, when he carried her off to the bedroom and she did groan a bit in protest since she is tired of being still. She didn't like this feeling of helplessness, being vulnerable like this. Yet, she did understand where he is coming from.... Kynthia watched as he fussed over her, explaining how things are going be until Charles gets here.

"You do realize that I don't need to be in bed the entire time..."

She laughed and pulled him into the bed with her, wrapping her legs around him in a playful attempt to keep him trapped. Forcing him into a deep kiss, it feels as though it's been forever since she's been able to kiss him like that. A few moments later, she pulled back and licked his nose playfully..

"What if I promise you that I will not shift forms until they are born... That isn't an easy promise considering I hate this form.... I will do it for you though..."

She gave a little pouty look, trying to appear all innocent while her legs remained locked around his to keep him close.

"However, I have gotten used to.... certain things.... this form can do better than my other one... I'm sure those things won't endanger these pups at all..."
 
She squeezed him with her legs, drawing him into her. He could feel pressed against her and he put his hands on her thighs. Sliding her down the bed pulling her hips to him. A low growl rumbled his chest. He was worried about her, this was new to him. But it had been far too long since he had felt her, and her lips and eyes were driving him crazy. She was acting a bit differently toward him now, she was…. submissive…in a way. He couldn’t put a finger on it. He let his eyes trace the tattoo along her neck, it was beautiful against her skin and when he touched her he felt like they were connected. Now it was radiating a feeling, it was a mix of carnal lust. He could see and smell that, but they were something else. A need…..he didn’t know exactly how to describe it.

“Kneel for me”

The command had come out before he had thought about it, it had felt natural and right. He stepped back so she could move. He loved watching her, her belly still flat but knowing that soon it would swell with his offspring.
 
There was something about the way he took control over everything that triggered other.... desires... within her. The entire trip home she felt it and it kept growing like a wildfire. A need that she couldn't explain and it seemed to more she tried to resist his instructions... the more she found herself obeying him.

Even now while laying in bed with him, that need is there. Despite trying to be the dominate one, trying to keep him pinned down now.... Deep down she was hoping and begging for him take charge. In truth she was expecting him to say something more towards what she said... Yet, the only thing that escaped his lips was a very simple command... Something she didn't expect at all.

Kynthia grinned as she moved slowly, rolling onto her front side and purposely put on a show for him. As she got onto her knees, she lifted her hips high in the air first, making certain that he gets a good view of her wet slit. She finished by kneeling with her back towards him and her hands resting at the small of her back...
 
Watching her twist her body, turning to get off the bed, spreading her legs to show off for him than making sure he got to see every part of her as she knelt for him. She really was a goddess and his body yearned for her. She settled into a position, her hands behind her back and her chest heavy and full on display. He walked around her, letting his pointer finger trail her skin, tracing the collar around her neck. Once he had walked in front of her he sat on the edge of the bed. Spreading his legs wide letting his cock hang heavy in front of her. He leaned out, taking her right nipple in his hand, playing with it, squeezing the hardening point in his hand, twisting it slowly till he could see eyes closed and her body raised to meet his touch. Letting her breast fall from his fingers, watching it ripple as it settled.

“Beautiful”

Placing his finger under her chin, he raised her eyes to his, then continued to apply force till she stood for him, her chin leading the way. Once she was on her feet, he pulled her to him, moving her hips and sitting her on his lap, his cock throbbing against her wetness. His hands explored her body, a memory flickered through his mind and the words the had used their first time came to him.

"You are beautiful, I want to be with you"

His mind on ran with their life together so far, it had been quick, and they had gone through so many trials, that some people never dealt with. He reached around touching her stomach, the growing life there was a testament to them. Pulling her hair away with the hand not pressed to her stomach, he kissed her neck as he spoke. Each worth accented with a kiss.

“I love you”
 
She watched ashe circled around her, feeling the excitement spark into the collar at his touch. It was enough pleasure to almost make her cum, though she resisted the urge, holding back for now. She wanted to enjoy every second of this, seeing his cock in full veiw in front of her.. Pretty much proving that he wants to enjoy every second of this too. She licked her lips, already eager to suck on him and taste his seed once again. Yet, she groaned deeply, raising her chest to follow here his fingers pulled her nipple. whimpering as he let go and felt the weight of her breast dropping.

She blushed at his one word "beautiful", still finding it difficult to believe that anyone would find her 'beautiful'. Especially after what they have been through, in truth, it still amazes her that he remains by her side. When he raises her eyes to look at him, she is certain that he can see that in her eyes. Although it turned into confusion as he guided her back to her feet and onto his lap. She expected him to want her mouth wrapping around his cock, what other reason would he want her kneeling before him. Yet, she didn't argue, smiling as she recalled the first time he spoke those words.

Without anymore hesitation, she lifted up enough to slowly impale herself onto his cock. There is no resiting it any longer, she needed it badly, wanted it... Craved to feel it inside of her again. Being with two growing 'pups', it made her a thousand times more sensitive. He can feel the tightness as it was the first time he claimed her. It also told him that she fighting the urge to cum instantly too, silently waiting for his permission.

"I love you as well.."

She whispered into his ear, fully seated on his cock at this point, panting slightly as she met his lips into a deep, passionate kiss..
 
He flesh gave into his fingers, squeezing her hips pulling her into him. Her body enveloped his shaft as her lips took his. The kiss was world quaking, and his wolf howled in excitement inside his mind. She was his, only his, he moved his hips slowly in rhythmic circular patterns. Grinding into hers as their tongues took turns exploring each other’s kiss. Breaking their lip lock, taking in a gasp of air before he lowered his kiss to her neck, trailing his way down her throat two the meeting of her chest and neck. His lips filled the hollow there before leaning her back, holding her weight so that her breast rose to him. His hands flat on her shoulder blades, he could feel her warmth as he held her. Standing, turning slowly he laid her on the bed, letting her slide off his length. Making a bit of a show of crawling onto the bed over her, letting his arms flex and his lips skim her skin from her stomach to her neck. There was a pause as his tongue traced her ears and he entered her once more. The motion was slow and fluid, his hips sinking them into the bed even as hers rose to meet their joining. Her nails found purchase on his back as her legs locked around his thighs. But he resisted the urge to let the primal take control, this was going to take a while…..he slowed down, making each thrust take as long as it could. His tip almost leaving her each time, before sinking down into her depths. Focused on where his lips explored, he was caught off guard when his eyes caught hers. Their eyes locked as their lovemaking filled the room with their intoxicating scent. Sliding his arms under her, locking her into him, he rolled pulling her into the top position. Letting her sink back and forth on him. His eyes never leaving hers even as his moans began to match hers.
 
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