His She Wolf Warrior, page 4
“I’m quite happy where I am,” she said. “Now behave yourselves and sit down. We haven’t even been here five minutes and already you’re all being rude.” When they remained where they stood, Saskia pointed to the unoccupied sectional couch. “Sit.
Down.”
With a curl of his lip, Jager reluctantly went and sat down. The others, just as reluctantly, followed suit. Once they had all taken a seat, Saskia looked over at Beowulf who had gone to sit next to the woman she assumed had to be Roxie. “I hope you don’t mind if I sit with Eli. It just makes things easier.” She looked meaningfully at her brothers. Then she said, “I guess I’ll be the one to do the introductions. I’m Saskia. And the grumps over there are my brothers-in-arms—Jager, Dirk, Kye, Roan, Skylar and Leif.”
Roxie smiled at Saskia. “I completely understand,” she said with a chuckle. Roxie’s gaze settled on her brothers. “It’s nice to meet all of you. All I can say is, wow.”
“Rox,” Beowulf warned.
“What? I’m not dead, Beowulf. I’m mated to you, but it doesn’t mean I can’t admire from a distance.”
Saskia couldn’t hide the smile that formed on her lips. Her brothers appeared to suddenly not know where to look. Taking pity on them, she directed Roxie’s attention back on to her. “Do we have time to discuss why we sought you out before we eat?”
Roxie nodded. “We have some time. I must say I’ve been curious.”
She shifted on Eli’s lap, then bit back a moan. She felt the hard length of his cock press against her bottom. Swallowing, Saskia did her best to ignore it. “As I told you on the phone, we’ve trained for hundreds of years to be the protectors of the foretold one. It’s our duty to keep you safe, Roxie.”
“And if I don’t want to accept you and your men as my protectors, what then?”
“We won’t go away that easily. You must be protected.”
“I’m flattered that I would have you around to look out for me, but it really isn’t necessary. I can take care of myself.”
Saskia looked Roxie up and down. With her long gold brown hair and slim body, Roxie didn’t look as if she had the strength to stand against a male werewolf. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but you wouldn’t last ten seconds against one of my brothers, let alone all of them at once.”
Beowulf started to laugh, something Saskia wouldn’t have expected. “Saskia, you’re wrong with that assumption. Roxie is more special than the prophecy said.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I think it best you show them, Rox.” Beowulf moved to sit on the arm of the loveseat.
Roxie stood up and moved to the middle of the room where all of them could easily see her. Something was up. Saskia noticed Royce and Billie grinned knowingly at Roxie.
She looked down at Eli and found he wore the same grin as his sister and her mate.
“Watch,” Eli told her.
Turning back to Roxie, Saskia watched as Roxie started to shift forms. Expecting her to shift into her wolf form, Saskia felt her mouth drop open as Roxie shifted into a half wolf/half human form. Glancing over at her brothers, she saw they all stared at Roxie with a look of incredulity on their faces. Saskia felt sure she wore the same expression as they. This was supposed to be impossible for any werewolf to do. Roxie now stood taller than she did in human form, and she looked much, much stronger. Her body was covered in gold brown fur, the same color as her hair. She had a wolf’s muzzle and pointed ears on the top of her head. Instead of paws, she had human hands and feet, but covered with fur. She also had a wolf’s tail. Then Roxie shocked the crap out of Saskia by being able to talk as well.
“See, I told you I could look after myself. Plus there’s more.”
Roxie’s voice sounded gruffer than it normally did. Saskia couldn’t tear her eyes off her. “More?”
“Yes. I have a bit more magic than your average werewolf.” Roxie moved to stand in front of Skylar. She placed her hand briefly on top of his head. “Now try to get up.”
Skylar tried to move, but nothing happened. He gasped in shock as he tried again and again. He couldn’t get off the couch even if his life had depended on it. He looked up in awe at Roxie. “I can’t.”
Roxie laughed a raspy laugh. “Of course you can’t. Now that I’ve touched you, you won’t be able to move until I let you. Try now.”
This time Skylar shot up on his feet and would have fallen on his face if Roxie hadn’t been there to catch him. Saskia also noticed she handled Skylar as if he weighed next to nothing.
“How is this possible?” Saskia breathed.
Royce answered as Roxie shifted back to her human form then went to sit back down next to Beowulf. “We’re really not sure, but we have come to one plausible reason. My first mate, the great, great, great, etc. grandmother of Roxie, was a mortal. She also had magic of her own. Alicia had abilities. To what degree her abilities extended, I don’t know. She didn’t like to use them or talk about them. All I know is out of all her descendents, Roxie is the one that resembles Alicia the most. So it stands to reason Roxie also inherited her abilities as well.”
Leif looked over at Saskia before he spoke. “Did you see any of this in your recent visions about the foretold one?”
Saskia shook her head. “No.”
“You have visions?” Eli asked.
“Yes.”
Beowulf’s head snapped in her direction. “Hold on. Recent visions of the foretold one? You can’t be the female werewolf that prophesied Roxie’s coming.”
“I’m not, but I’m from her bloodline. Kara was my grandmother. She is the one who brought my brothers-in-arms and me together to be Roxie’s protectors. She picked the strongest and the biggest lone wolves. Kara trained us all to work together, to fight for one purpose. My grandmother saw the trouble that is to come now that Roxie has been found.”
“Why did she pick six lone wolves? Why didn’t she choose males from her own pack?” Beowulf asked.
Saskia looked over at her brothers. She loved them all as if they were indeed her brothers by birth. “By this time the numbers in our pack had diminished to almost nothing. Our pack was really no more, and ours wasn’t the only one. So my grandmother chose males that no longer had packs. Dirk, Leif and Kye come from three different packs. Skylar, Roan and Jager are true brothers and come from a fourth pack. I used to have a seventh brother.”
“What happened to him?” Roxie asked.
Saskia turned to stare seriously at Roxie. “He left us. Miles once trained to protect you, but now he is the one we must watch out for. He’ll fight to take you as his own. Mated or not, he will claim you as his mate if he can. Then with you tied to him, he’ll use you as a figurehead while he rules the packs in your stead.”
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Eli pulled out the chair next to Saskia’s at the large dining room table. He sat down and tried to ignore the six identical warning stares her brothers shot his way. He hoped that once they all had food on their plates they would concentrate on that rather than him.
After Saskia’s statement about her seventh brother, the room had grown so silent you could have heard a pin drop. And right about that time, Beowulf’s cook had stepped into the living room to let them know dinner was ready to be served. Saskia had then gotten off his lap as everyone else stood and followed Beowulf and Roxie to the dining room.
Now with everyone sitting, the food started to make its way around the table. Eli loaded his plate with the garlic roasted potatoes and steamed mixed vegetables. When Saskia passed him a serving platter filled with thick steaks that had barely touched a grill, he quickly passed it on to Beowulf who sat at the end of the table next to him. He liked his steaks medium rare with some pink showing, but those steaks were so rare they looked as if they would get up and walk away at any time. Those that had been born werewolves ate the almost raw meat with gusto.
Roxie spoke to him from the other end of the table. “Billie has the platter with the steaks that have been cooked properly.”
“Good. I was a little worried there,” Eli replied.
She laughed. “I could tell. If I had to eat meat that raw I would never get it down.”
Kye looked over at her. “You’re a werewolf, Roxie. I find it strange that you don’t like your meat practically raw like the rest of us.”
Roxie shrugged. “Maybe because I wasn’t born a werewolf I still like my meat the way I did when I was a mortal.”
“What about you, Billie?” Saskia asked. “You took your steak from the same platter Roxie and Eli did.”
Billie shuddered. “You won’t catch me dead eating meat that raw. That’s just disgusting. I have to agree with Roxie, it has to be a by-product of having once been mortal.” When Kye’s fork dropped to his plate in a loud clatter, Billie grimaced. “Oh, crap. I said too much, didn’t I? Sorry, Rox.”
Eli saw Saskia stiffen in her chair. If he had been sitting next to Billie, he would have given her a hoof under the table for not taking the time to think before she had spoken.
Roxie, and most especially Beowulf and Royce, didn’t want the rest of the werewolf population to know she could turn mortals into werewolves with a magic spell after they had been injected with a small amount of her blood. Billie had put her foot in it this time.
Saskia slowly lowered her knife and fork to her plate. “Was Billie once mortal, Roxie?”
Eli held himself perfectly still and prepared for the shit to hit the fan. Taking quick glances at Beowulf and Royce, he noticed they looked ready to jump out of their chairs if the other six male werewolves so much as made a move toward Roxie. Eli hoped that if the fur began to fly, which it could quite literally in this case, that he wouldn’t get stuck in the middle of it.
Roxie smiled. “Yes, Billie used to be mortal.”
“I don’t understand,” Saskia said.
“I guess you may have heard about the spell that turned me into a werewolf.”
“Yes, my brothers and I learned about it a few years ago, but until you, we thought it wouldn’t work.”
“Well, the spell has worked on a few others as well. And before you can ask, it only works if my blood is used and if I’m the one performing the spell.”
Pandemonium broke loose as Saskia’s brothers all started to talk at once, and in very loud voices. To say they found the news disturbing put it mildly. Jager let loose with a string of swear words, some of which Eli hadn’t even heard before. Skylar and Roan were doing their best not to be outdone by their sibling in swearing capabilities. Kye, rubbed his temples as if he’d gotten a sudden headache and bellowed that they were so screwed. Leif and Dirk started to argue over what they thought would need to be done to keep the knowledge of Roxie being able to turn mortals into werewolves from the rest of their kind. Their shouting didn’t last for long though. Roxie put two fingers in her mouth and she whistled loud and shrill.
She gave the six males a hard stare. “You will behave yourselves right now or I’ll be forced to do something really nasty. Something I did to another male werewolf that really pissed me off. How would you guys like to be stuck in your wolf forms for twenty-four hours while I keep you chained up in my backyard like dogs?” When none of Saskia’s brothers said anything more, she nodded her head. “Smart boys.”
Saskia turned to look at Eli. “Roxie turned your twin as well, didn’t she? That’s why he’s a werewolf and you aren’t.”
Eli nodded. “Yes. After Finn and Jocelyn mated, he made the choice to become a werewolf. Well, actually, he came to the decision to do it in order to save Jocelyn’s life. But that’s another story.” By now everyone at the table had focused their attention on him and Saskia.
“How many mortals and werewolves have become mates?” Saskia asked in a shocked voice.
Beowulf must have taken pity on him, because he answered Saskia’s question. “It hasn’t happened very often, but it does happen more than you think. My brother, Wade, mated with his mate, Taryn, while she was still mortal. As did I with Roxie before she became a werewolf. Royce’s first mate was a mortal as well, remember?”
Saskia shook her head. “I never thought it possible that that many werewolves and mortals had become mates. The mating bond, the joining of the mates’ souls, is forged through the magic inside us. A mortal doesn’t have that kind of magic.”
“There you’re wrong,” Beowulf said. “Maybe not all mortals have the magic, or ability, as we do, but some do have abilities of their own. For instance, Roxie was born able to do all the things her great-grandmother could. She just never knew she had them. Taryn is half werewolf. Her father, Drake, took a mortal woman as his mate. Taryn has dreams that sometimes come true. Billie over here has the ability to find anyone she meets. Finn has visions as you do, Saskia.”
Saskia grew thoughtful. Eli could almost see the wheels turn in her head. “And these are all the mortals that have been turned by the spell. I wonder if these abilities they were born with determined whether the spell worked.”
“That is something we’ve considered as well,” Roxie said from her end of the table.
“I’ve never tried the spell on a mortal who hasn’t shown some kind of ability, so there’s no way to tell for sure right now.”
“I’m going to suggest you don’t use the spell to find out the answer to that.”
Roxie laughed at Saskia. “Don’t worry. I have no intentions of doing that. Beowulf has made himself perfectly clear on how he feels about that idea.”
“Let’s just say I almost had an aneurism the first time Rox tried the spell herself and it worked,” Beowulf added. “I don’t want this to become general knowledge any more than you do.”
Roxie cleared her throat. “Enough talk about the spell. The food is getting cold. Besides, I’m sure Eli and Saskia would like to leave soon to go out on their date.”
“Date?” Roan asked in a loud voice.
“Yes, date. And you boys,” Roxie gave each of Saskia’s men a hard look, “will let her go or else I’ll have to go and dig up some more chains for the backyard.”
That threat seemed to do the trick. None of the six male werewolves seated across from Eli said another word. They all kept their eyes on their plates as they ate. Eli mouthed a silent thank you to Roxie, who in return smiled at him.
As the meal progressed, Eli found himself checking his watch to see what time it was every few minutes. With Saskia beside him, her leg pressed against his thigh, his unruly body refused to settle down. It didn’t help that he couldn’t seem to stop thinking of what he wanted to do to her that night. He had originally thought to take Saskia out for a nice meal then invite her back to his place for a drink, but after Roxie had invited them for dinner, it had messed up his plans a bit. Hopefully Saskia wouldn’t be too offended if, after they finished eating, he just asked her back to his place. He didn’t think he could last another couple of hours sitting at some bar as he made small talk with her. The need to touch her, to taste her, got harder to ignore as time went by.
In the end, Saskia took matters into her own hands. As soon as she finished eating, she looked at Eli. “Are you finished?”
“Yes.”
“All right then.”
She took his hand and stood up before she pulled him to his feet. Saskia quickly thanked Roxie and Beowulf for the enjoyable meal. Before she led him out of the dining room, she told them she would be in touch.
Once they were out of sight of the others, she pulled Eli to a halt and took his mouth in a hard kiss. After a few seconds, she pulled away. “Take me to your place. All I can think about is having you buried deep inside me.”
Panting as if he’d just run a marathon, Eli grabbed Saskia’s hand. Before he led her out of the house, he said, “What the lady wants, the lady shall have.” In no time flat, he had them both in his car as he raced down the large driveway. Praying there wouldn’t be any cops around, he sped all the way back to his apartment.
Chapter Five
Given how fast Eli drove, Saskia knew he was just as anxious as she to finally be alone together. The smell of his arousal also gave him away.
In no time, Eli pulled his car into the underground parking garage at his apartment building. After he parked the car, he came around to her side to meet her. With her hand in his, he led her over to the elevators, then they were on their way up to his floor. Saskia debated whether or not to throw herself into Eli’s arms as soon as the elevator door slid shut, but in the end she decided against it for a couple of reasons. The first, even though she couldn’t see a camera, didn’t mean there wasn’t a security camera somewhere inside the elevator. The other big reason why she didn’t do it provided the most restraint—once she started kissing him she didn’t think she would be able to stop. Having sex in an elevator where other people could chance upon them didn’t happen to be high on her list of things to do.
When the elevator dinged at Eli’s floor and the doors opened, he hurried with her down the hallway to his apartment door. It swung open after he unlocked it, then they were inside. Once the door shut behind them, Eli locked it and moved to turn on the lights. Saskia would have told him not to bother because she could see just as well in the dark as she did in the day, but she knew that wouldn’t be the case for Eli.
After he turned on enough lights, he came back to stand in front of her. “Would you like something to drink?”
“No. I just want you.”
With a groan, Eli wrapped his arms around her waist and hauled her up against his broad chest. His mouth slammed down onto hers. Saskia tunneled her fingers through his hair as she kissed him back. At the feel of his tongue running along the seam of her lips, she opened her mouth to give him access. Their tongues twined as they tasted each other.
Saskia moaned into his mouth. The feel of the hard length of his cock pressed against her belly made her pussy clench. She grew wet as she rubbed herself against his erection.
Eli lowered his hands to her bottom and pulled her closer. He pumped his hips, pressing his fully engorged cock against her lower stomach. The ache between her legs intensified.
