Cursed By Fate

The pack set out running through the woods as fast as their bodies could carry them. They were filled with rage and it had been fueled by the words of their alpha.

As the approach the river bank of the river that separated their territory from that of the shadow moon pack, the leader gave out a loud howl, this was a signal they interpreted to morph into their wolf form.

Unlike the transformation of a full moon, this form of morphing was quick and though painful, it did not slow them down. Elijah’s morphing caught the eye of the leader of the pack.

He was huge and almost the same size as Louis. His fur was brown and his fangs were almost the size of a table knife. For a regular looking guy, his wolf form was very impressive.

They crossed the river bank and into the shadow moon pack territory, normally they would do well to avoid it, but this time they were prepared for any confrontation that they might encounter.

But as faith would have it they did not come across any member of the shadow moon pack that very morning.

Elijah sped up and soon his pace matched the leader whose path they were following. He had never experienced a surge of energy like this before.

He didn’t feel fatigued and his senses were sharper than ever. Was this due to his rage or conviction to murder their intended target? Whatever was behind it, he was determined to not back down until he executed his goal.

They slowed down as they approached the fence that demarcated Jack’s property from the rest of the wild forest. This was because they were privy to the fact that hunters especially veterans like jack used traps to secure their territory and catch unwanted guest such as themselves.

Elijah also perceived the wolf’s bane he had planted all around his property to keep his kind at bay.

Their leader morphed back into his human form and order them to do the same, they all obliged immediately, except for Elijah who hesitated for a few seconds until he did as well. The group walked carefully watching where they stepped so as not to become victims of Jack’s traps.

They proceeded stealthily until his cabin was within their sights. At that point their leader, the Alpha’s spy halted and signaled them to do the same.

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Jack and Lyon were just about done with breakfast and were ready to set out. “Load up the gear into the truck” Jack said to his nephew, pointing to a duffel bag at the corner of the room.

Lyon tried picked to pick it up casually as he was too eager to get this adventure started. “Damn what you got in here?” he asked realizing it was heavier than he presumed.

“Nothing you should worry about, now stop whining and do as I say.” Jack snapped at his nephew. Lyon picked up the duffel bag and carried it outside. He struggled a bit but that wasn’t going to stop him from coming along on his much anticipated “First Hunt.”

Once he was done he joined his uncle in the living room. “Still remember how to shoot?” Jack asked as he handed him his pistol. “Yes sir. I practice at the shooting range every weekend” Lyon replied.

“Good. This is not just an observation kind of hunt. I’m trusting you to have my back in case things go unexpected or sideways” Jack said looking sternly at his nephew. Lyon nodded as in response , showing he understood the seriousness of the situation

He collected the pistol, checked the cartridge and cocked the hammer. “I’ve got your back old man.” The two ventured out and got in the truck.

Jack sat in the passenger seat and Lyon took the wheel. He started the ignition and drove off the dirt road leading towards the compound gate.

“Where are we headed?” Lyon asked as he noticed his uncle was lost in thought . He handed Lyon a piece of paper with an address on it .”We’ll make a stop for some gas on our way there. ” Jack replied as he fastened one of the laced daggers to his belt and slid the smaller one into his boot.

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Carl returned to find Laura awake . He brought along an extra cup of coffee back with him . ” Quite the night you had.” he smiled as he handed her the cup of coffee.

“If I knew werewolves were this romantic, I wouldn’t have been so scared back then .” She said as she sipped from her mug.

Carl finished his coffee in a few gulps and waited till she got through half of hers before inviting her to join him in the shower. She was all too willing to oblige.

Laura put her coffee on the lamp table and as She got up , she took off her night dress, and with a mischievous smile she pulled him into the bathroom.

Carl turned on the hot shower and pulled her close to him so she could get warm, but Laura had other plans as she kissed him immediately as she was under the shower.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

He responded by biting her lower lip and traced his tongue to find hers . She wrapped her hands around his neck and he placed his on her hips with a firm yet intimate grip.

The shower ended in sensual and slow love making as Carl dominated her and Laura was all too willing to submit to his touch. Her moan was so loud he had to place his finger over her mouth as he took her from behind and grabbed her left breast.

Laura was so lost in a sensual world , she turned and kissed him vigorously and ran her fingers down his back and she felt all of him within her inner walls.

In an effort to make her feel better, Carl had made her forget temporarily what occurred the day before and as he approached climax so did he.