Date: Sun, 29 Jun 2008 20:13:00 -0700 (PDT) From: Teague teague Subject: Werewolf and Son Chapter Four DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains graphic scenes of sex between an underage boy and an adult male... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic deceitful then please leave now. If you enjoy the story feel free to send your comments. Author's Note: Most of you know I've moved into a new home in Palm Springs and I've had my life turned upside down for the last two months. The truth is this chapter was finished weeks ago but I have not had any time to edit it for errors and I hate having work put up that has flaws. For those of you who emailed me constantly, I assure you this story will be finished. I have no intention of ever posting a story with no end. I hope you like this chapter has much as the others. Enjoy and I'll be back real soon! Teague Teague1007@yahoo.com Copyright 2008 Teague, All Rights Reserved. Werewolf and Son By Teague CHAPTER FOUR Silas paced back and forth in his lavish home. His primary mate stood nearby watching his movements carefully. Adding to the temper of an Alpha was dangerous at the best of times, especially when the cause of anger was unknown. "They're dead" he said quietly, not looking at her. She waited patiently for him to finish. "David's pack are all dead, save one boy" She was stunned. The local packs were well known and David's was newer but respected for their peaceful nature. "How?" He looked out the window. "Vampires. I'm waiting for the others to get here so we can investigate ourselves" She spoke fearfully. "Vampires? They don't attack whole packs at one time. Are you sure?" He nodded. "Michael believes so. This is the first time in ages they've struck when we were grouped together. Which is why I want to see it for myself" "The Alpha..." she began but his look cut her off. "Knows only what a small child told him. I'm Alpha here!" "Of course my lord" she bowed, regretting her last statement. "I'm calling a meeting of pack leaders" he said. In truth only Silas and Michael were true Alphas. The others were strong Werewolves but hardly more than the usual fare. One other lived near, a man named Daruth, but he rarely involved himself in the affairs of other packs, preferring to keep to himself. He was most likely stronger than Silas, but had no desire to increase his fold or steal from the rival Alpha. Of course Michael had no pack to steal from and Daruth would be foolish to try even if he did. "The children?" she asked solemnly. He nodded, confirming her worst fears. "So many at one time, I can't believe it. There had to be several vampires to kill so many of us" "Michael said there were burn marks nearby. It could indicate the death of them. The child he found couldn't give him any numbers" "Where is the child?" "With Marcus. Michael dropped the boy off with him. Marcus has a strong pack. We are all on alert now" There was a rap at the door. A large man, balding with big muscles around 35 came in. "News?" Silas asked. "We're ready. The men you wanted are in the truck" Silas nodded and looked at the woman. "All females and children should stay in this house. The men will circle until I return" She bowed and moved out of the room to collect the others. Silas walked outside to the large truck, the back was filled with five big men all of them had angry looks. He looked at one in particular, Ryan, a renowned tracker. "You're ready?" he asked. Ryan nodded. "If there's a scent I'll find it" And he would. Ryan was the best tracker in the entire area, save the Alpha Michael. The drive to David's commune was for the most part, driven in silence. The death of so many had bad implications for the others. Packs by nature stayed in one spot and defended their territory; the death of a whole community was devastating. The blood was still there as were the ashes and burn marks. Ryan and the others scouted the area, no one moving into a new spot until Ryan had a chance to pick up a scent first. "Vampires alright" he said. He pointed to scorched wood. "That's one of them there" A pile of ash sat just below. "But there are other marks that mean something else" He pointed to a tree trunk blackened with fire. "This was mind cast" Silas's eyes grew. "Mind cast? That takes an exceptionally powerful Vampire!" Ryan nodded. "Only an ancient could do it" he thought for a moment. "500 years old, give or take" his eyes met Silas's, the implication clear. "Dammit!" he spun around to the others. "I want the entire area searched. Check the trees, a strong Vampire could survive in daylight provided they had cover. Watch yourselves. Travel in packs of three and report to Ryan or myself. We meet back here in one hour regardless!" He looked back to the tracker. "I want to know about every Vampire in the area, be it myth, rumor, or fact!" Ryan nodded and began to file every scent in his mind. "Vampires?" Wendy said. "Are you sure?" "That's what the boy said. The area confirmed it for the most part. I have no idea how many, but it had to be close to seven. A changed Werewolf is stronger than a Vampire, provided they were able to change at all of course" Wendy closed her eyes for a moment. They both knew of David and his pack, some of the women had even mated with Michael before. At first he thought she was saying a prayer but when he watched her face he realized the truth, she was using her powers. He waited for a long minute until she finished. "Nothing for two miles" she stated. Her abilities were incredible. When she concentrated she could communicate with passive plants from a great distance. It didn't quite work like an alarm but no one could come within a half mile of the farm without her knowing about it. An active search took effort though. Michael had planted four big oak trees near the house for protection just in case. Even if she were asleep they would respond to danger, waking her and striking out in her name. "It's daytime" he said. "For the next few days I want you to scan the area, especially if I'm not here...and of course at night" She looked alarmed. "You really think they would come here, knowing who you are?" He shrugged. "I don't know what they're thinking. But between my four year old daughter and unchanged Son, I'm not taking chances. I want the kids inside at night unless one of us is with them" He looked at her and smiled trying to lighten the subject. "Speaking of which what are we going to do about Emma?" "She was scared. Her powers won't begin until she's older" Wendy understood what he meant. Michael balked. "Until I punish her for being bad and she makes a tree strangle me in my sleep!" Wendy laughed. "Don't be ridiculous. She wouldn't break one of my windows" Her eyes gleamed mischievously at him. "That's ONE!" He held up a finger at her in mock warning. "Oh, she's Daddy's little girl and you know it!" Just then Chase came into the house. Wendy went into the kitchen to get breakfast for them and on hearing her brother enter, little Emma ran down the stairs and into his arms. He still looked beat up, but he was in far better condition than yesterday. Between his changing body, the power of the Alpha, and Wendy's Druid medicine, it would only be a day or so before all evidence of a fight would disappear. Michael put both his kids in a massive hug and lifted them up in the air. He sat near Chase during breakfast, his big leg pressing against his Son. Throughout the meal his arm would come around and rest against the back of Chase's chair in a protective, if not possessive manner. As usual being close to his Father brought feelings of strong emotion from him and his body betrayed his desire in a way he couldn't hide from his Dad. The Alpha felt everything. He kissed at Chase every few minutes and did the same to Emma who giggled at the feel of his scruffy beard. Afterward Wendy took Emma to town to do some shopping. She had some ideas of her own that she wanted to try out and in daylight; there was little danger to them since the road to town was filled with every manner of plant for her to command. Regardless, she agreed to call him every few hours. Chase waited until they were gone before he spoke about what was on his mind. "You put me to sleep again?" he asked. Michael nodded. "Yeah. You needed it" He could see Chase was uneasy. "Is that alright?" Chase shrugged. "Sometimes I don't know if what I'm feeling is real or not" Michael came closer and rubbed the boy's neck. "Oh" he took in a deep breath. "I'm connected to you Chase on a very deep level. You're my Son. The Son of an Alpha Werewolf. I told you I wouldn't use my power to make you stop asking questions or think for yourself. But I did put you to sleep because you really needed it. Is there something you need to know?" Chase nodded. "I want to be with you all the time" Michael grinned and lifted the small boy up in his arms and hugged him tight. "I want the same tiger" He breathed in his Son's smell and Chase rested his head on his Father's broad shoulders. "I can't get enough of you Dad" he admitted. "But it's not just you" Michael looked at him. "I have a rival?" he asked playfully. "I can't help thinking about..." he hesitated. "Sex?" Michael finished. "Chase that's not something even I can control in you. The drive of a Werewolf is great. For someone like you who hasn't changed yet, it's one of the new things you'll have to deal with. You're hyper sensitive to it. You're gonna want it all the time and the truth is, you should have it. Pushing it down is like setting a time bomb to explode. An aroused Werewolf is bad, but a frustrated one is deadly" He set Chase down on his feet. "Which one is it?" Chase frowned. "Silas's boys were fighting for your attention right?" Michael stated and Chase nodded. "So which one do you like?" Chase paused; unsure if his Dad would be mad, but then admitted it was Bart. "If he wants you back then it's alright Chase, but you have to be careful right now. Showing desire for a male Werewolf while others are around can cause serious problems. That's why I keep you so close to me. You need to change, take control of your animal first, before you socialize with them" "Then why did you let them come here?" "Because they already knew you were here. I couldn't risk one of them mistaking you for a lone wolf. At least this way I was able to control it and mark you as mine. If it happened another way, it could have been bad...for everyone" "Bart said he could smell you on me" "That's no accident and he's not a stupid as he looks" Michael grunted. "Until you change and bond with me I want them to identify us together" With that he pushed his face against Chase's and rubbed against him like a cat. Chase laughed and kissed at his Father's cheeks. "How come the others didn't? The ones that beat me up" Michael shrugged. "Probably because of the carnival. Too many people, too many smells. Maybe they're not as developed as other wolves" He looked at his Son with longing. "They hurt you because they sensed you were weaker" Chase frowned. "I haven't even changed yet. Why would they even care?" "We're hyper males. Everything about us is in excess. We're big, strong, and virile. Most Werewolves are separated by strength alone, but a gay male doesn't compete for a mate the same way as most males; and it throws everything out of balance. A wolf doesn't know how to respond to that" He rubbed at his Son's neck. "You have to be very careful Chase. It may be hard for you to suppress your desire for the boys you see, but if they're Werewolves they'll feel your emotion and react. A wolf outside the pack may even try to kill you" "Bart and Sean don't mind" Chase threw in. "That's because I'll rip them apart if they so much as pulled one of your hairs out" He grinned back at the boy. "Actually, it's because they want to be in your pack. Pack mates have a very different relationship than with wolves from different families" "My pack?" Michael tapped his chest. "Me" he smiled. "You're currently the second member of the strongest pack in the United States" He put an arm around his Son as they walked. "And they want in" "The Hulk huh?" Chase said with a grin. "The Incredible Hulk" Michael corrected, and showed off a fat bicep to his Son's delight. He picked up a rock and threw it so far it disappeared from sight. "Werewolves are always trying to dominate each other. Any weakness is exploited by those that seek more power. Having a pack is tricky business. Other wolves try to take mates away and kill weaker males in order to break them apart and make themselves stronger by default" "But you don't have a real pack..." Chase's voice broke off as he realized what his Father had just said. "You mean ME!" He put his hand on his chest as Michael looked at him. "I'm your weakness! That's why they beat me up to get to you?" Michael rubbed the back of his neck in thought. "Chase, there is a chance they sensed me on you and realized how vulnerable you are. The animal in them might have seen a chance to harm you when you had no protection" "But you're an Alpha...'the' Alpha" Michael nodded. "Yes, but I have a young Son now who hasn't changed and even when you do the chances of you being as strong as most Werewolves is...remote" "Then why hurt me at all?" "Because right now, it's the only way they can hurt me. My power runs through you. Taking you from me will weaken my hold on other wolves by striking at where I'm most vulnerable" "I don't understand?" Chase said confused, his mind lost. "Hey. I'm not trying to worry you Chase. I just want you to understand how a pack works. It's why Silas wanted the boys over here. By having them around, it makes you stronger and less of a target for others. But I don't want you to worry about any of that. I'll deal with the monsters and Werewolves and anything else that might harm you" He smiled at Chase. "It's my job" Chase looked into his Dad's bright eyes. "Because you're the Alpha?" Michael moved back, struck by his Son's words. He shook his head. "No Chase...because I'm your Father" DeMarco lost three Vampires in the attack. It was an acceptable risk. He needed to throw them off and cause chaos throughout the area. Chaos, he was good at. Patrick was asleep in the darkness. His beautiful face completely still, as if in death. He was so new; his powers were just coming in. Having DeMarco as a sire had its benefits to be sure, the boy was stronger than others his same age. Having the ancient Vampires blood flow through him gave the handsome boy a leapfrog head start in his transformation. It would take decades for another Vampire to catch up to him in power, all because DeMarco was his maker. "He's handsome" Vera said. Like DeMarco, she was an ancient. Standing next to her was Cornelius, a five hundred year old blood sucker. "I have no need of Thralls" Cornelius added with distain. "They have their purpose" DeMarco replied. "Right now he's the key to killing the Alpha" "The wolf's child hasn't changed yet?" she asked. "No, but he will soon. I believe the wolf will allow it on the next full moon, when conditions are prime. Until that time both of them will be untouched. The bonding has to occur before he can be used against his Father" "This is a dangerous game we play" Cornelius said. "True" Vera answered. "But one we must risk. If the Alpha continues to mate with females and have offspring things will get out of hand. This is the best chance to kill him once and for all" "He's mortal. Death will claim him" Cornelius said. "I won't wait for a litter of Alphas to replace him!" DeMarco barked out. "The man's power is unprecedented. He's like no other animal we've faced. If others follow in his footsteps they will destroy us" Unable to disagree, Cornelius was silent. Vera fingered her silver sword and stroked Patrick's curly brown hair. "We stick to the plan. We kill the Alpha first, then his Son" She looked at DeMarco. "The wife?" "I will deal with her personally" "We need to replace our fallen brothers" Cornelius added. DeMarco shook his head. "I have a better idea" he grinned. Wendy stepped out of the car and pulled a leather pack over her shoulder. She didn't have it on when she left so Michael thought it must have been in the car already. She smiled and popped open the trunk full of groceries. The sun was going down but hadn't set just yet. He lifted out four bags at once, his nose crinkling up in disgust as he did. "I hope you're not planning on cooking any of my meals with that!" Wendy laughed and patted his back affectionately. "Oh honey, I thought you liked my cooking!" Chase and Emma had no idea what they were talking about. Wendy touched two of the four bags Michael carried. "Leave them at the front door. I thought I'd put out some additions to the windows outside" He nodded with understanding. "Thank God for small favors!" She laughed and took some bags herself. Chase moved up and grabbed as many as he could, handing Emma a bag of very big, but light, potato chips. She smiled at him, happy to do her part. Once the bags were unpacked Michael gave her a kiss and hugged her tight. "I'm taking Chase to see some of Silas's pack. I want to talk with him anyway" Wendy looked down at Emma. "Honey, you think you could take her with you?" She looked to the front door. "I want to do some planting and it's getting late outside" He turned to the front door where the brown bags still stood and nodded. "Of course. I think we can stop for some ice cream on the way back" He looked down at Emma, who was already jumping up and down at the news. Wendy listened to them move outside as she put the remaining groceries away. The truck started up and drove away as she stocked the refrigerator. Once she was done she lifted up her pack and slung it over her shoulder, ready to work outside. She had a plan in her mind and she wanted to put it to the test. Michael was powerful, with his big muscles and hunters cunning, but Wendy lived in the world of magic, and as such, saw life through different eyes than most. She had an idea of how to protect not only her family but other packs as well. Her powers over plants gave her an edge that normal human women didn't have and she decided to put her plan into action at her own home first. She gathered her things up and moved outside. She had several bags of garlic that she wanted to plant and in her mind she was moving around the large home, thinking of the best places to put them. Under each window to be sure, that was a given. She put everything in place, save the pack slung over her shoulders. That would wait till the end. She went back inside and looked around for any vulnerable spots that she may have missed when she heard the sound. She froze, having no idea what it was. It struck her deep in her soul. It had nothing to do with her powers or being a Druid, it was something far deeper. Was it a voice, or an animal? She looked out the window. Michael's truck was still gone. "Mommy..." She heard it again. It was a voice. It was Emma! The connection between mother and daughter was ablaze with fear. But she was with her Father, what was she doing back? Wendy threw the front door open as she heard her child scream! She ran outside and looked around. There was a rustling in the trees about fifty feet from the house. "EMMA!" she cried out in fear. She ran toward the woods and looked around for any sign of trouble; a shoe, torn clothing, anything. The mother in her could do no less. Her first instinct was to protect her child at all costs. Her welfare meant nothing. "MOMMY!!!" the shrill voice filled the air. Wendy was beside herself. Her daughter was everything to her and worth more than even her own life. She ran into the dense woods toward the sound, calling out to her only child. Sweat poured down her forehead as her eyes scanned the area and her head spun from side to side. Then she saw him. DeMarco stepped out from behind a tree, a large grin on his face. "Mommy..." he said in a voice that perfectly mimicked her daughter. "Save me..." he laughed. Wendy stopped dead in her tracks. She was alone with a Vampire! Michael was gone, thankfully with her daughter. The creature that stood before her was only an imitation of the living. Wendy was connected to life on an almost primal level. She knew death when she saw it. The thing before her oozed evil and death. Cold eyes stared at her, unblinking. Her heart raced. DeMarco's body lifted up slowly and floated before her, six feet in the air. No wind or breeze lifted him up; it was under his own power. He stretched out his arms as if to embrace her. "Come mommy...give me a hug" he said in his own undead voice, showing of his mouthful of sharp teeth. He sent out his power and flooded the area in fear. Had Wendy been human, she would have fallen to her knees in terror. But Wendy wasn't human, and like her Alpha husband's, DeMarco's willpower was wasted on her. "Save it monster! I'm not some helpless female that bows to your perverted control!" She said, but in truth had never been more afraid in her life. "Woman, you have no idea who I am!" He hissed and waved his hand, making a rock lift up and hurtle toward her. She waved her hand as well, and a large tree branch batted it back down to the ground with a thump. "I know exactly what you are. You're dead!" Wendy raised her arms up and summoned her full power. The entire forest came alive and turned on the Vampire at her decree. Heavy vines wrapped around his arms and legs and pulled him down. Grass grew with alarming speed and tangled his ankles tightly. DeMarco's supernatural strength was immense however, and he yanked the vines out of the ground to free himself. But Wendy wasn't her four year old daughter, and she too knew power. The forest didn't respond to just her fears; she commanded it with deadly precision. For every vine that DeMarco pulled free, thick roots replaced them. It was easier for her to summon vines quickly and in the numbers that she needed; but now that he was tied up, she had time to generate tree roots to deal with him. Exotic flowers grew from above and her power changed the sweet smelling nectar into an acid that began to drip savagely on his flesh. "It was a mistake to lure me here Vampire" her voice boomed out. She waved her hands around at the dense plants. "Here...MY power is supreme!" DeMarco was tied tight by the massive roots that even his immense strength couldn't break. His flesh was marked by the acidic drops and he shook his head to keep his eyes clear. As he pulled and snapped at the restrictive plants, Wendy sent out more and although she was still afraid she believed the words she just spoke. But then he did something that caused her to take a step back. He stopped fighting and let the roots overcome him completely...and then he smiled! A chill ran up her spine like lightening. She knew something was wrong. She had the upper hand. There was no way he could harm her here in the dense woods. Could he? She looked around quickly for any signs of danger but saw none. Her brow furrowed in confusion...and then it happened. His body exploded into a thick cloud of black smoke! "Damn" she whispered to herself as she moved away. The cloud hung in the air where his body used to be and the vines and roots waved frantically for something to grab! But there was nothing there...only smoke. She watched the cloud swirl and she started to panic. This wasn't supposed to happen. How could she fight an enemy who had no body? The blackness began to move toward her! Wendy ran and clutched at her pack. She searched for a moment before her hand came out with a large bottle. She only had one chance and if it failed, she was dead. She unscrewed the cap and turned to face the deathly cloud that had moments ago been an ancient Vampire. Her hands trembled as she poured the contents to the ground between them and cast out her power. The moisture was instantly pulled down and the earth became dry. She threw the bottle down and raised her arms in a high flourish, crossing her hands at the wrists. A massive rose bush grew out of the ground and wove itself into a shell around her. The branches grew so tightly together that a human finger would be hard pressed to find space to slip between them. Heavy thorns pointed outward. The cloud descended on her and Wendy crouched down not sure if she was about to die where she stood. She prayed. "Please God, let this work!" If DeMarco could have screamed he would have! When the thick, black smoke hit the rose bush it burst apart into thin tendrils that shot out in every direction...every direction away from her that is. Pain like he had never experienced before flooded his ethereal body and he lost his ability to change! On closer examination, the rose bush had a very unique, but otherwise harmless addition. On each thorn was a tiny, almost indivisible, drop of water...holy water to be exact! Wendy watched, cheeks flushed with blood, and terror running through her mind. This creature defied anything and everything she knew of life. She willed herself to stay focused and fight in any way she could. The cloud shuddered and trembled as it moved slowly away, each thin line trying to come back to the main body of smoke. "Thank you God!" she said out loud. The cloud pulled back as far as it could in an attempt to become whole. Wendy couldn't afford to wait for the next trick from the Vampire. She stood up and pushed her hands outward. The rose bush broke apart and started to whip at the cloud in front of her. Smoke flew everywhere and a fine mist of holy water filled the air between them. DeMarco was in agony. He flew as quickly as he could but the Druid was killing him! He sought for elevation; to move higher than the trees. It took an eternity before he managed it. He stopped when he was above them and called for the rest of his form to rejoin him. Long minutes past as the woman beat at him and tore through his remaining body as he called to it, a piece at a time. He drifted away, unable to change into anything. His mind was numb with pain and all he could think of was getting away from her. She watched him drift away realizing how much pain she caused. "FUCK YOU!" she called after him, her heart beating faster than she could ever remember. The battle between Druid and Vampire had ended in a stalemate. By the time he returned Wendy had already worked her way around the house completely. The truck tires kicked up a large cloud of dust as it rumbled into the driveway. Michael jumped out and pulled Emma into his arms as he looked all around. He handed her to Chase and told him to take her into the house and close the door. "You alright?" he asked, taking Wendy into his arms. She nodded and smiled at the kids as they past, not wanting to upset either of them. They waited until the children were inside. Michael looked around the outside of the house. "Is it done?" "I just finished" "They can't come in anyway, unless they're invited, but I want all the protection we can get. I had holy water for them to drink but I had to use it" she smiled, and looked at the plants around the house. "All of it!" Michael hugged her close. "Thank God you're alright. I can't believe he would attack you like this. You of all people!" She pulled back. "Michael, if it hadn't been for the garlic I just planted, I wouldn't have even had the holy water. The attack on David's pack got me thinking about how to kill a Vampire. If I didn't have it on me I would be dead for sure! His power was unbelievable" "Smoke?" Michael asked. "I've never seen a Vampire that could do that" "Yeah, imagine my surprise!" She rolled her eyes in humor, trying to ease his fears. "I remember thinking what a neat trick it was as I ran for my life!" Michael's thickly muscled arms pulled her into him and he kissed at her neck. She patted his shoulders. "I'm fine, really. I don't even know why I thought of it. It just sort of came to me all of a sudden. I figured I could protect myself until you came back but I really didn't know if it would work at all. He could have just as easily slipped past and moved inside me" His grip on her body didn't ease up at all. "But he didn't, and now we know. I'm going to see Silas and bring back more water for you. I want you to carry it with you at all times when you're outside" "Michael how can you kill him? If there are more like him they'll butcher the wolves with ease. The sun wasn't even set" He smiled at her. "You leave that to me" His bright eyes bore into her with power. "You're not the only one they need to fear you know" She smiled. "My hero. Where's your shining armor?" "The cleaners" he grinned. "SMOKE!" Silas shouted. "Are you fucking kidding me?" Michael shook his head. He had filled the man in on what happened to Wendy after Silas told him about David's compound. The other pack leaders were present, all except Daruth, who was coming the next day. He turned to Ryan. "How many were there?" The man looked up briefly. "I counted eight distinct smells my lord" His eyes fell back to the ground again. "But I'm sure some of them died. At least three that I could detect" DeMarco stepped forward in an attempt to inflate his own presence in the company of the Alpha. "I think they took some children first. It forced the others to leave their homes and fight outside. It explains why the boy was left to live. They couldn't get to him in the house" Michael raised his eyebrows. "Yes they could. They could have burned it to the ground" He looked around the room at the pack leaders, none of whom looked back. "He was left as a message for us" "Why alert us" Ryan asked and then quickly added, "...my lord?" "I can think of a reason" the muscular balding man who served as Silas's messenger spoke up. "To get us together to slaughter. Why hunt for us when one act can bring us all in one place" Michael nodded in agreement. "Daylight is our strength" One of the younger wolves was looking at Chase. He had been doing it since they arrived. He smelled the wolf on the boy and the Alpha too. Being in a room with so many strong males was intoxicating to him. His eyes moved to Chase's in challenge. Michael felt the change instantly as did Silas. He turned to the older boy and pushed his will against him. The boy faltered as if made out of paper and dropped his eyes to the ground in regret. Silas faced him as well but it was Bart who took charge. The muscled teenager moved directly in the boy's path and blocked the others from view. He growled. The boy sunk lower and pressed against the wall. Both Sean and Jason flanked Bart, not that he needed it, but it added their power to his own. Bart moved down, daring the boy to look at him. He didn't. Bart reached out and took a fistful of the boy's hair and tugged it hard. His head was pulled back but his eyes were looking away. After a challenging moment that Bart won completely, he let the boy go and ruffled his hair affectionately. Peace remained. Michael glanced at Chase. He saw it in his Son's face. He knew he was seeing the problem firsthand. Even boys in Silas's pack were reacting to his presence. Chase began to step back but Michael shook his head and motioned for him to stop. Backing down now would cause more problems. Chase needed to hold his ground. Bart moved over to Chase, as did Sean and Jason, and moved behind the boy, rubbing against him. Finally he stood in front of him and looked around the room. Sean and Jason did the same. None of the other boys looked up. To end any possibility of a fight; Michael put his hand on the back of a metal chair and bent it forward with one human hand. The metal screamed in protest as it folded under the man's strength. His power rolled out and across the room and even Silas took a step back. Bart looked down but didn't move away from Chase, who was the only one apparently immune to the Alpha's will. Silas cleared his throat. "We need to hunt them down in the daytime" He lifted up a large bag and handed it to one of the wolves. "Give this to Mara. Tell her to plant these under every window and around each doorway. There should be enough for everyone" It was a bag of garlic that Wendy bought. She cleaned the local stores out and already buried them around the farm. She intended to come by in the daytime and make them grow to full bloom. This would hamper the Werewolves sensitive smell somewhat but it would stop the Vampires cold. At least she hoped it would. Having DeMarco display his range of powers in daylight caused doubt in her mind but she had no other weapons, and plants were her specialty. Silas broke up the men in parties of six. In total there were five groups that were strong enough to hold their own if a battle ensued. Each one had a tracker to help with the hunt. Michael, Chase, Bart, Sean, and Jason were one party. "Take Barton with you" Silas said to Michael. He looked over the boys. "They're good but not full grown yet" Barton was the muscular balding man. Michael nodded and they left for his truck. Bart stood taller and stuck his chest out at the idea of him not being enough. Silas took a large step forward. It was clear to him that having Michael so near was giving the boy delusions of grandeur. A problem associated with so much concentrated power in one room. This was how war began. "Something you need to say?" he asked Bart, not really expecting an answer. The next moments for Bart were very hard. He was the strongest of the boys but now he was challenged by a full grown Werewolf male...an Alpha at that. If Michael were his leader he would have stood his ground. But Michael wasn't. He bowed his head and opened his hands up to show they were empty. He hoped it was enough. Silas saw Chase still behind Bart and he decided to let the boy go with no further warning. Michael took hold of Chase's arm and pulled him away from Bart. He knew the older boy wouldn't want any sympathy from his Son; it would be an insult and a sign of weakness. Knowing how Chase felt about the teenager, it was best to separate the two for the next few minutes. The first nest of Vampires were found by the second group of men. Four were destroyed, dragged from the ground and into the deadly rays of the sun to burn to ash from exposure. In total, eight were destroyed that day before everyone regrouped. Michael's group found none of them. The pack leaders were not happy. "None of them were strong enough to kill David's pack" Silas said. Ryan moved from site to site to verify the scents. None matched the battle at the compound where so many Werewolves died. "These were little more than a decade old if that" The powerful Vampires remained at large. "There was no way this was going to be finished in one day" Michael said. "We know about them and for now that will have to be enough. It's getting late. Remember one of them moves in the daylight. Take no chances and keep in touch" He looked around and his eyes focused on his Son. "Watch over your children" The next day Chase and Bart ran through the woods side by side. Bart's shirt was off and sweat moved between the large muscles of his chest. Sean was at the farm with Michael, much to the boy's distress. Having a private audience with the Alpha could spell disaster, and Bart was in no position to assist him so far away. Wendy was out at the various homes, making garlic plants grow, Emma safe by her side at all times. "We're gonna find them Chase, I promise" Bart said as they wove through the trees, speaking about the wolves that hurt Chase at the carnival. The older boy leaped forward and sailed ten feet through the air to land on a fallen trunk. He turned and waited for Chase to catch up. "I don't want you to get hurt because of me and besides, we have other problems" Chase said. Bart jumped down to stand in front of the boy. "You worried about me?" he said with a slick smile. Chase blushed and didn't reply. Bart lifted up his large arms and flexed. "You've got nothing to worry about little brother, trust me!" Chase looked hungrily over the teenager's well developed body. Bart caught the look and stepped forward. "Wanna feel `em?" Chase reached up and began to run his hands all over the smooth, warm flesh. Bart muscles were hard and covered his body generously. He smiled at Chase. "I'm bigger than the others" Chase looked up at him and Bart rolled his eyes in surrender, "Not counting your Dad of course. He's..." "The Hulk?" Chase finished. Bart laughed. "Yeah...on Werewolf steroids!" They laughed and Chase couldn't help but notice the large bulge between Bart's legs. The teenager's eyes smoldered at him. "Go ahead little brother, that's what I'm here for" Chase reached down with one hand and ran it across the fat mound between Bart's legs. He could feel the hot, hard prick beneath the denim fabric. "You might need both hands for that" Bart bragged arrogantly. Chase smiled and squeezed the big dick eagerly. "You're huge" Bart nodded. "In every way that counts" "My Dad says pack brothers are...different with each other than with other wolves" Bart grinned. "You mean sex?" When Chase nodded Bart asked. "Then the answer is yes. And if you wanna know, Sean and Jason have both had the privilege" Bart eyebrows rose and fell amusingly. "I'm the strongest of the younger males. They appreciate it" He leaned forward and added. "...every inch" Chase knew his Dad was right. Bart wanted him to come into the fold and be part of them. Getting him would mean getting closer to Michael, the strongest Wolf anyone knew. Bart was intense and his smell was intoxicating to Chase. Not nearly as strong as his Dad's though, and he knew the difference in power between them must be enormous. `The Alpha.' Chase still had a hard time with it. The man was revered among the wolves but to Chase he was just `Dad'. Yeah he was big and sexy but so were a lot of guys. The way everyone submitted to his Father was still surprising. No one wanted to challenge the man in any way. Not even Silas. Barton was one of the sexiest men he had seen and Chase had to keep looking away whenever the man moved close to him. Barton had broad shoulders and hairy bulging arms and legs. He literally dripped of masculinity and Chase felt thirsty whenever the man moved close. Luckily the spell was broken by his Father most of the time, who seemed to appear, as if by magic, whenever Chase's feeling boiled over. The way Barton looked at him, he could tell the man felt the attraction he was giving off, as did Bart, who took great pains to remain right by Chase during the trip. Having his sex drive thrown into high gear was taking its toll on him. "Dad says sex is good when you're a Werewolf. He says I shouldn't hold it in" Bart grinned at Chase's words. "Well then..." He reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. "Allow me" He unzipped his pants and pushed them down to his knees. His huge prick came up and bobbed in the air before Chase could wrap his hands around it. It was hot and throbbed between his fingers as he stroked it. "That's it" Bart grinned at him. "Knock yourself out!" Chase's hands moved excitedly over Bart's big dick. The boy's shaft was thick and his balls hung low between his hairy legs. Bart moved one of his own hands down and ran it across the base of his shaft and put his fingers under Chase's nose. "Like that smell?" he asked as he watched Chase breath it in deeply. He laughed. "Yeah you do!" He pushed the fingers into Chase's mouth for him to taste and Chase moaned gratefully. "Nothing like it little brother" He took his hand away and pulled Chase in by the back of the neck. He sunk his tongue into his mouth and both boys kissed at each other fanatically. Chase never let go of Bart's big dick. Bart pulled back, breaking the kiss and began to lick at Chase's neck. Chase tugged at his big dick and gripped it tightly. "You want it?" he asked between licks. Chase moaned his reply. Bart reached down and quickly pulled Chase's shirt off his slender body. He pulled at his pants and they opened with little effort. Chase pushed them down, his own cock rock hard and ready. Bart grabbed the back of Chase's head, raised up one muscled arm and pulled the boy's face in. "Eat me up!" Chase was lost between licking at the boy's sweaty body, or inhaling his alluring scent. In the end he did both, taking turns first tasting his hairy armpit and breathing the boy's smell deep into his lungs. "That's it buddy. Take me in" Bart coached him. He reached down and took hold of Chase's hard cock. It was already dripping in anticipation. He smiled with approval at the younger boy's desire for him. Back at the farm Sean was having a similar, if more intense interaction with the Alpha. Michael was wearing a pair of denim overalls with no shirt and his thick chest and broad shoulders bulged out powerfully with every moment. Sean did his best not to stare but found himself losing the battle more times than not. Michael walked to the back of a tractor and with one hand lifted the rear tires off the ground. Sean felt the sweat run down his back at the sight of raw strength. The Alpha pointed to the ground. "Go get that for me" There was a tool, a wrench sitting underneath the massive vehicle. Sean looked up for a moment feeling terror wash over him. This was an act of extreme trust. If the Alpha let go, he would be crushed. If he didn't comply, it was an act of defiance. "Sir..." his voice came out weakly. He didn't want to go, but he couldn't refuse. He felt cold even under the sun. He looked over to the Alpha's massive bicep, flared out and rippled with strength. Even with the immense weight it held, the arm didn't shake. The Alpha just stared at him, saying nothing. He swallowed his mouthful of spit and went to his knees. The ground felt hard on his hands. Too hard, he thought. It would hardly give once the tons of steel dropped down on him. His body trembled as he crawled under the machine and willed himself to move as quickly as he could, although his mind cried out for him to do otherwise. Michael watched Sean with amusement. The boy was scared witless. He had no intention of letting Sean come to harm but this was a necessary step into getting the boy to yield to his will. Now he was allowed to decide for himself, but later Michael may have to force him to obey. Breaking down the boy's resolve now would hasten that transition down the road. Sean crawled out with the speed of a rabbit and held the wrench tightly in his hands. He handed it to Michael who tossed it in the air over and over as he let the massive tractor drop to the ground. The earth shook under Sean's feet as the weight came down all at once. Even in wolf form it would take all his strength to lift it the way the big blonde man did. "Thanks" he said simply and placed the wrench on top of the tractor. His hand was dirty from where he lifted the end up. He held it out to Sean. "Clean that off" Sean looked around for a rag or towel but found none. He moved forward and took hold of the man's thick wrist and lifted his own shirt to wipe off the dirt. He spit on the fabric and moved it across each finger and the palm of the Alpha's strong hand until it was clean. He could feel the man's eyes boring into him but he refused to look up. He didn't know what would happen if he did, and he was all alone. Fucking Bart! Michael looked down at his hand in inspection. Sean had missed the slightest bit. He spit on it and rubbed it with his thumb until the dirt lifted off. He rubbed his hand dry between the inside of Sean's leg, right next to the boy's crotch. He could feel the boy's tense muscles as he did but Sean stayed still. He walked around until he was directly behind Sean, less than an inch of space separating them. Sean was a good head shorter and Michael couldn't help but notice the resemblance between them. He knew of Sean's real Father and since Michael had never mated with his mother, he knew he wasn't the boy's Sire. "You look like me" The compliment was extreme and Sean knew it. He felt the Alpha's hot breath on his neck as the man sniffed at him. "That's not my smell" The Alpha added. He walked in front until they were face to face. He reached a hand inside his overalls and ran it against his sweaty chest. He rubbed the same hand across Sean's face and neck. He leaned down and sniffed him again. "That's better" Sean almost, but not quite, suppressed his moan. The Alpha had just marked him! His skin absorbed it like a sponge and he felt his body tremble at being so close to the powerful wolf. Michael let his hand drop to his side and he simply stood in front of Sean, waiting. The blonde teenager lasted almost five seconds before he dropped fully to his knees. Once more, Michael waited. Sean was face to face with the Alpha's bulging crotch. He could smell the incredible scent that filled the air from between the man's muscled legs. Very slowly Sean reached up with both hands and lightly put them on the Alpha's calf muscles. His fingers found the marble like bulges and he waited for the man's reaction before he moved further. This was a dance. And it was already decided who would lead. The Alpha was in charge of everything but it was up to Sean to prove it through submission. Every act must be allowed or the boy risked mortal injury. He lifted his head up to look at the mound before him and the Alpha growled low. Sean dropped his head down immediately. That was not allowed yet. Instead he slowly ran his hands slightly up and down the man's strong legs, his fingers lightly rubbing the muscle underneath. No growl. This was allowed. Sean gripped the muscles more forcibly. They were thick and even under the denim he could tell they were hairy. There were no words. Sean kept his eyes to the ground as the rubbed at the Alpha, ever alert to any action that would bring aggression. After two minutes Sean tried something else. He sniffed carefully at the Alpha's bulge. This was also allowed. He didn't look up but he slowly began to increase the speed and depth of his breathing as he took the powerful wolf's smell into his lungs. After another minute, Sean slowly looked up. No growl. He was bit by bit gaining ground but it would be at the Alpha's pace or not at all. It looked like a baseball had been stuffed down the man's pants and Sean had no doubt that the cock inside was every bit the size of the rest of him. He gripped at the bulging calf muscles with more strength than he intended but the Alpha didn't protest. Not that he could have ever hurt the towering man but Sean had to be careful not to overstep his bounds. He leaned in slightly and took a long drag at the air between the man's legs. The smell made his head dizzy and before he waited, like common sense dictated, he did it again. It was the most incredible, masculine smell he had ever experienced. Thoughts of Bart and Silas drifted off as if they lived on another planet. All Sean could think of was being here with the Alpha. He moved in and his nose bumped into the rock like mound. The Alpha growled! Sean dropped his head down offering his exposed neck in submission. He waited, keeping his hands firmly on the man's lower legs. He squeezed at the muscled calves while he looked at the ground, waiting for permission. After an eternal minute he felt the Alpha bump into him with his crotch. He knew it was done on purpose, words were beyond them now. Sean accepted the invitation and nuzzled his face between the man's legs. He groaned with pleasure at the feel of the throbbing meat against his cheeks. He took his time, careful not to move to fast all the while fighting his intense desire to rip open the denim with his bare teeth. Michael watched as Sean rubbed his face between his legs. The boy was completely submissive to him now. Not that he expected otherwise but Sean learned quickly. He would make a fine addition to the pack. He reached down and pulled the boy's head into his bulge. He held him firmly in place. Sean didn't move a muscle. He simply allowed it and breathed as deeply as he could, trying to draw air through Michael's pants. The kid's hot breath made Michael's dick swell up in anticipation. He slowly took his hand away and as Sean moved back he growled. The boy stopped and pushed his face back against the mound, afraid to move away. Michael just looked down, waiting to see what he would do. Sean stayed where he was, breathing deep and holding onto his lower legs for support. The boy's eyes never came up. Good! Michael reached up and gently stroked the soft blonde hair on Sean's head. The teenager moved slightly back and began to rub at the throbbing bulge with his nose and face. Michael watched him breathing in deeply as he nuzzled, lost in his own world. The boy began to lick. Sean wrapped his arms around the insides of Michael's thighs and held the back pockets of the jeans as he lapped at the Alpha's raging bulge. Michael stroked his hair as he watched the boy. "Tell me young one" he spoke for the first time. Sean didn't look up or stop what he was doing. "If I have a disagreement with your Master, with whom will you side?" Sean opened his mouth and began to lightly bite at the massive prick inside Michael's pants as he continued to stroke the boy's blonde hair. "Speak little wolf" he added. Sean looked up, his eyes full of lust and hunger. "With you my Lord!" he said breathlessly, his words harsh and begging to be allowed to continue. Michael stroked one of Sean's cheeks affectionately. "Swear your loyalty to me...and I'll let you drink" A loud moan escaped Sean's mouth and his eyes fluttered at the suggestion of swallowing the Alpha Wolf's cum! Spit ran out of the side of his mouth as the mere idea made him salivate. Michael caught it with his fingers and brought them to his own mouth and licked them clean. "My Son will be protected at all times" Sean nodded quickly and licked at Michael's bulge again, his eyes on the Alpha's face. "And your loyalty will be rewarded" Sean groaned again and his eyes rolled up, dizzy with hunger for Michael. Chase was on his knees in front of Bart. The boy's fat meat was bobbing in the air for attention and framed beautifully by the muscled teenagers hairy thighs. He opened his mouth up but Bart grabbed his head and pulled him in, rubbing his cock against Chase's face instead. "Like that little brother?" he asked. "Like my big dick?" Chase moaned and lapped at Bart's hairy balls hungrily. The taste of sweat from the boy made him shudder in delight as the hard cock rubbed him all over. "You my little brother?" Bart asked as he ground his hips forward. Chase moaned yes but it wasn't enough. Bart pulled him back by his hair and looked down. "You my little brother?" Chase nodded and said, "YES!" Bart grabbed his dick with the other hand and held it for Chase. "SUCK IT!" Chase's lips gripped at the juicy prick and he sucked the bulging head as hard as he could. Bart held him steady, not letting go of his hair so Chase was unable to move down and take more in his mouth. Bart tugged at his dick with the other hand and tried to pull it away from Chase but Chase's hands wrapped around his thighs and held firm. He looked down and laughed. "That a boy! Suck that big dick!" He pulled Chase forward and another two inches of his thick shaft disappeared inside the hungry mouth. He could feel Chase's tongue lapping and swirling around his sensitive cockhead. He pulled back his hips and took the inches back. Chase looked up at him with pleading eyes. "You gonna suck it right?" he asked, his own eyes glowing with soft green light. The beast was out! "You gonna take care of your big brother?" Chase's words were unrecognizable due to the fat cockhead lodged in his mouth but the answer was clear to Bart. He let go of Chase's hair and put his hands on his hips as he watched. "Make me proud!" Chase attacked the throbbing prick between Bart's legs like an animal in heat. Which wasn't far from the truth. He twisted his head around the fat shaft and sunk his cheeks around the pulsing beef as he pulled forward. Bart had a thick eight inch cock, five inches of which were soundly inside Chase's mouth. "That's it little brother!" Bart encouraged him. "Eat my big dick!" Chase felt the fat head bump into the back of his throat but he didn't care. Unlike his Father's enormous prick Bart's was at least human sized. He pulled himself closer and Bart's large cock head sunk deeply in his mouth. Tears filled Chase's eyes but the boy's prick tasted so good he ignored them. "That's what I want! That's what I fucking want!" Bart growled from above, feeling the young boy's throat open for him. He couldn't help himself; he took hold of the back of Chase's head and pulled him in until his dick pushed past the boy's tongue. He threw his head back and moaned loudly as the Alpha's Son deep throated his first cock. Chase was beside himself. The taste of Bart's big dick made his mouth water and saliva dripped freely down his chin as the muscled boy began to fuck his throat. Bart's strong hand held him tight, not that he was going anywhere. In fact Chase forgot everything except the solid prick Bart was feeding him. This wasn't the first time this happened to him. More and more Chase was losing control of his ability to regulate his sex drive. When he was with Bart, Sean, Patrick or any other good looking man, Chase found himself wandering away from the world and into a lust filled frenzy. His Father especially had this effect on him and whenever he was alone Chase would think about the big man, his thought turning quickly to sex. Even now with Bart, Chase lost sight of all the other men in his life. He had a fleeting memory of Patrick, Sean and Barton but in a flash they too were gone. His Father was last to leave his mind as Bart sunk more than half his big dick down Chase's throat. Chase sucked as hard as he could and Bart's moans of delight were hypnotic to him. The final time he managed to look up Bart was grinning down at him. Three minutes later Chase felt the boy's big dick pulse quickly and warm cream began to run down his hungry throat. Chase had cum too but he didn't remember when. Bart had him up on his feet with his muscled arms around him while Chase licked at his thick neck. "That's was great buddy. Just the way I wanted it" Bart's deep voice whispered in his ear. He felt himself pulled off his feet and the big boy slowly swung him around. When Bart set him down he felt dizzy, not from the motion but from coming off his lust filled high. Bart held onto his waist and waited until he settled down. "Have fun?" Bart asked him with a grin. He looked down and Chase followed his eyes until he saw the large wet spot on his jeans. "I came" Chase said with surprise. Bart laughed. "I'd hope so! The way you sucked me off I would have thought you were a WereRabbit instead of a Wolf" Chase didn't know what Bart was talking about. He remembered the taste of the teenager's big prick but the fine details were leaving his memory. Bart looked at him for a moment and laughed. "It's the animal in you Chase" he said. "You're bonding with your pack brothers. Your taking your place in the family" Chase frowned. "Pack? I'm not in your pack. My Father is Alpha. You belong to Silas" This bothered Bart and he took a small step back before he realized it. The mention of the powerful Alpha made him regret his actions for a quick second. "Yeah...but" he started. "You're not a wolf yet. You're still free to do whatever you want...until then at least" "I can pick my pack?" Bart looked uneasy. "Well...no, but..." "Can you leave your pack?" Chase asked him. Bart didn't have to think about that one. "No. Not really" Chase had a question he was dying to ask and Bart was the only one available at the time. "My Dad said I could be used to hurt him. Those other wolves would try to get to him through me" Bart looked around for a moment and took in a deep breath. "Yeah, well, that's not gonna happen. I won't let it" But Chase wasn't going to be dismissed so easily. "But can that happen?" Bart looked a Chase for a long time and slowly nodded his head. He saw Chase's face changed into worry. Bart reached out and pulled him into a strong embrace. "Who's your big brother?" he asked playfully. Chase didn't answer. He hugged him tighter. "Come on Chase. Who's your big brother?" Chase looked into Bart's handsome face and grinned. "You are Bart" Bart crushed his mouth against Chase's. He sunk his tongue deep into the boy's mouth and Chase sucked on it hungrily. He pulled back after he gave Chase a final tender kiss on his lips. "Don't you fucking forget it!" Sean's interaction with the Alpha was far different than Chase and Bart's. For one thing Sean had no real choice in his submission to Michael. The animal in the powerful man would have it no other way. Sean's place was on his knees and nowhere else. Michael's hand was on the back of Sean's head as the boy moaned into his crotch. The fabric was wet with the teenager's spit and indented from his teeth. "You can't go back after this Sean. You know that don't you?" Sean looked up with frustration. The Alpha kept interrupting him when all he wanted was the massive prick inside the man's jeans. His tongue lolled out as he met the Alpha's eyes. He nodded his head. Michael pulled the handsome blonde boy back by the hair until his head was tilted straight up. "My power will be in you. I will know you better than anyone. No wolf can ever claim you as long as I live whether we are together or not" Sean nodded again but Michael could tell he was drunk with lust. "This is to protect my Son. Even I can't be everywhere at once" He ran his other hand across Sean's handsome face. He thought for a moment as he pushed a finger into the boy's mouth for him to suck on. "Sean, I'm going to give you time to think about this. You need to be away from me to do that properly. I want you to take a day and then let me know" Sean was still lost but he heard Michael's words. The Alpha took a step back and Sean gave him a desperate expression. Michael grabbed his bulge and began to squeeze it with one hand. "Now...I think it's only fair to give you something to think about" He reached up and unbuttoned his overalls and let them fall to his knees. His massive prick sprung up in the air and the only thing bigger was Sean's eyes that locked immediately on the throbbing meat. "You just gonna kneel there and salivate or are you gonna crawl over here and suck it?" Sean needed no more encouragement. He moved like lightening and had Michael's heavy prick stuffed in his mouth before the Alpha's words evaporated in the air. It took both hands to hold the solid shaft in place as he attempted to swallow the big dick in one gulp. There was no chance of that happening however, but it didn't stop the handsome teenager from trying. Michael watched with his hands at his side as Sean sucked him in an animalistic frenzy. "That's it Sean. Suck it down" Sean moaned loudly at Michael's words. "Look at me Sean. I want to see your eyes" Sean's bright eyes locked on the Alpha's. Michael could see they were clouded over with a lustful haze. "You've got three minutes son. Show me what you've got" Sean groaned with the knowledge that his time with the Alpha was coming to a close. He used each second like it was his last and never took his eyes away from Michael's. Daruth stood in the main house in the compound of his pack. He met with Silas earlier that day. The news of David was disturbing on many levels. The sun had set and everyone was together save some males patrolling outside. "We stay in groups until this is settled" He said to everyone. The male wolves nodded in agreement while the women stood near the children. "David wasn't the strongest leader I've met but the death of so many at one time is troublesome. This Vampire is ancient. All precautions must be followed. No one leaves at night. They can't enter unless invited. The children stay inside regardless" Daruth went over the facts about Vampires that he knew, to include some rumors that had not been proven. One of the men spoke up. "We're strong. We've met Vampires before. They don't travel in packs the way we do. We outnumber them easily" Daruth nodded. "True on all counts Andreas. How many have we met that walk in daylight?" Silence filled the room. "How many change forms?" He looked around and waited. No one spoke. "How many mind cast fire?" The weight of his words fell upon them all. Daruth was right. This was not something any of them had ever faced. "Why us? Why now? The Alpha Michael is strong and there are far weaker packs to kill. It seems foolish in the attempt" Daruth thought about what Andreas said. "I don't have answers for you. But as of now, no Vampire has attacked Michael" It was a woman named Trina that spoke next. "It's said he has a Son" Everyone looked at Daruth. News like this was massive. An Alpha like Michael having a child was of great interest to all, especially the women. Having the baby of an Alpha wolf brought hope to them. Daruth chose his words carefully. "It's true" The confirmation brought gasps from some. "The boy hasn't changed yet" He looked around at the women. "He's small" "The mother?" Trina asked. The size of the child was irrelevant to them. The survival of a child through birth was another matter entirely. If any wolf could prevent a woman from transforming into a wolf during pregnancy, it was Michael. "Human" Daruth replied. The women all looked away, struck by the words. It was hard for a human female to give birth to a Werewolf child, but for a female Werewolf it was even harder.. "But he's a wolf?" She asked. Daruth nodded. "The Alpha has a Son" Trina added. "A new pack is formed" Alec stood perfectly still. He was on guard at Daruth's home. His nose sniffed at the air, ready for any intrusion. He had served the Alpha for many years and never failed to protect the pack from danger. Under any other circumstances his experience would have been enough. But Vera was far too powerful. She moved silently. The air seemed to move through her instead of around her. She stood behind him before he realized he wasn't alone. With speed that made her arm disappear in a blur, her silver sword came up and severed Alec's head clean off his shoulders. It fell to the ground before he felt any pain. The rest of him dropped like a puppet with its strings cut off. Vera slowly put her sword away as she looked around. Her dead eyes saw everything. Alec was the third wolf she killed. There were no more outside. She looked into the woods and nodded her head. They came out. The women talked of the child's birth while the men discussed David's pack but all of them stopped what they were doing when the first sound came. They looked up in unison at the door. The men sniffed the air. Daruth turned. "They can't come in unless invited. Stay inside" His words bounced off the walls as the women began to ripple with the effects of the change. They circled the children like all mothers would; ready to kill anything that dared come close. He watched as thick claws formed on the older women. They changed quicker and were more powerful than the younger ones. Windows exploded from all around and thick arms moved inside. Daruth looked shocked and stepped between them and his pack as boards were ripped away from the house. "My God! They shouldn't be able to do that! They're not invited!" Andreas said as he began to change. Any trace of humanity was quickly leaving Daruth's body as he shifted into the animal inside him. Andreas met his eyes as he looked at him solemnly, and before the transformation was complete, he spoke his final words. "My friend...those are not Vampires!" ...To Be Continued