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Finally after a lot of cuddling and movement, Kirsty managed to shove Trey off her and clamber out of the trees. She stood
for a moment, wind rustling over her nude body. She breathed in a sigh of relief and heard the leaves and bushes move behind
her. Sighing a more Dear God sigh then anything, she dug her feet into the grass and took off into a run, heading for the
house. Her bare feet hit the stone steps going onto the porch and she crashed through the kitchen door followed closely by
Trey. He lent against the table, panting a little, his muscled chest rippling as he breathed in an out. Kirsty, on the other
hand lent against the wall, watching him and listening to the argument going on three rooms away,
‘I could lead the pack into grandeur! I could lead us into power and leader ship!’
‘Oh please, we’re happy where we are! We are happy as we are Simon!’ that reply came from Amy, Beta to her
Alpha. She was a small girl, around 5 foot 4 inches with light brown golden hair and wonderfully bright blue eyes. Simon,
on the other hand was deeply tanned and slightly weedy, tall with jet black hair and silvery grey eyes. He was also the packs
pain in the butt. She heard doors slamming and light foot steps as Amy came crashing into the kitchen, ‘Tell him to
shut up before I rip his fingers off to make him shut up!’ Kirsty didn’t doubt the fact that Amy could do it.
She’d seen it happen before.
Amy was like the pack enforcer. She would do what Kirsty wouldn’t at times. There was some ancient word from old packs
that descried that sort of person, a Bolverk they used to call them. Though there wasn’t much Kirsty wouldn’t
do, Amy would do the rest. When she saw trey standing up tall and dominant at the end of the kitchen, and her female alpha
stood almost exactly opposite him near the door, her face broke out into a smile.
2 years ago – Stone Haven drive way
‘Who the hell is he?’ she hissed to Luce as the tall auburn haired man stepped out of a rather worn looking black
mustang. He flipped his hand thought floppy hair and smiled white white teeth at them. Kirsty managed to smile back,
‘He’s called Trey; he’s a werewolf too,’
‘No shit,’ Kirsty muttered to her self as she dug her hands into her black jeans. They where stood outside a large
three storied stone house with a huge garden that led to a great looking forest. Kirsty was stood with Luce, a fellow female
werewolf she’d found lurking around the streets of New York with her old Pack. Kirsty herself had just been kicked out
of a group of mutts after she’d done something that was completely stupid. Getting followed by rival mutts wasn’t
the best idea.
Shivering against the rather cold wind she watched this guy, Trey, wander up to them, a goofy smile on his face,
‘Trey, its great you could come. This is Kirsty, she’s the one with the ideas, you know the plans,’ Luce
said, holding out her hand to him and pressing down her slightly pleated skirt with the other. Luce was a business woman,
a high ranking business woman in some New York international company. Kirsty hadn’t really asked.
‘Hi,’ he said, shaking Luce’s hand then holding his rather large hand out to Kirsty, ‘im really interested
in your ideas, Mutts living in a pack, somewhere you wont get turned away. It’s a great idea. I just hope I can help.
Inheritance funds can be an awful lot helpful,’ he grinned again and Kirsty nodded and gave a small smile. She didn’t
like him. Yeah, she could feel his beast just bellow the surface of his skin, she could feel it, almost see it there, in the
pit of his soul, prowling. His aura was strong and he was obviously a Alpha, and she knew, just like Luce and herself, that
he would be Alpha with them,
‘Do you want to take a look at the house?’ Luce said, breaking the silence. They both nodded and turned, walking
through the large gothic iron gates and along the gravel.
They walked in silence and when they reached the porch they stood again in silence. Finally Kirsty jumped,
‘Oh shit, they keys,’ rooting though her pockets, she tugged out three keys and plunged the middle one into the
lock, turning it anti-clock wise three times till the door gave a creak and open up.
Trey was the first to step in. being the dominant male obviously. He sniffed and nodded, stepping aside to let the others
in. they where stood in a rather long corridor that ended in a large window that over looked the side view of the garden,
there where two doors on the right and one on the left, along with an alcove that had the stairs in.
Kirsty grabbed the first door on the left and opened it inwards, a large oak table with eight chairs and a fireplace was in
the room with three windows. The Dining room. Luce opened the one on the right, it was a large empty room with a cream carpet
and a fireplace in the middle, that would probably be the lounge if they could afford sofas and other things. Trey went for
the last door as Luce poked her head to look up the stairs. He grabbed the handle and gave it a sharp twist, it creaked open
and then broke off. He held it easily, like it was a piece of paper in his palm,
‘Wood worm,’ he said, pointing out the small holes around the two hinges. And there was Kirsty thinking he was
damn strong. Leaning the door against the wall, he stepped into the room and the two women followed him.
‘Kitchen,’ Kirsty said, leaning on one of the counters, ‘a big kitchen, with a back door,’ she took
three steps and grabbed the door, it wouldn’t open. Tugging her keys out again she tried the two remain keys and the
last one worked, it creaked slightly as it opened and she stepped onto the porch, ‘Wow,’
‘What?’ Trey said following her, ‘Oh Wow,’ he mumbled and Luce smiled,
‘I can’t wait to run in that,’ they all stood staring at the huge green garden and the thick forest that
faced them. Stone Haven was instantly home.
Now – Stone Haven
Kirsty tugged the brush through her hair and pulled it into a clip at the bottom of her neck, standing she gave the red shirt
a little tug and went for the door out of her room. The room she had was one of the largest, with a metal futon like bed with
white and black sheets and quilt, several pillows, black and white also, and a little grey wolf bear that sat in the middle,
with a stupid toothy grin always. The carpet was thick and white, always warm to walk on in the winter, her wardrobe was wooden
antique and so was her dresser and full length mirror. She had a desk and a laptop, but that was in a different room of the
house. This room was also one of the only ones with an en suit bathroom.
Stepping into the hallway she looked up at the window that was almost above the stairs. Trey’s room was opposite hers,
se could hear his shower going, Luce’s room was a door down on her side, Amy’s was two doors down and Simon’s
was next to Treys, there where other rooms for the rest of the pock, like Ludi, she had a room but she was hardly around.
And Hawk, Amy’s mate, almost always shared a room with her. Turning she sighed and sniffed the air as the smell of bacon
and egg wafted towards her. Amy was in the kitchen. YAY! She though sarcastically, took three steps at a time and reached
the bottom easily. She went so fast she almost fell into Simon who was obviously waiting for her. His grey eyes where narrowed,
‘What?’ she asked, placing hand on her hips as soon as she’d regained balance,
‘You’re immature. I should be running this pack,’ he hissed,
‘I’d like to remind you, Simon that you wouldn’t be in this pack if it wasn’t for me, or do you forget
what you were wait sorry, are?’ she replied a smile playing on her lips. The shower shut off upstairs,
‘IM not and never will be a Mutt,’ Simon hissed back, ‘and I could take this pack into far better places
then you. We wouldn’t be hiding, or being so damn quiet about our existence if i led us,’
‘And that’s why you don’t lead us Simon, that’s why you’re nothing but a minor wolf. Your not
even a Beta, you have no rank to challenge me as Alpha,’ Kirsty said, she was getting peed off now, this was stupid.
It was the same old argument every day. Why he couldn’t just grow up,
‘What’s going on?’ both Trey and Amy asked at the same time. Trey from the top of the stairs in just a very
small white towel and Amy from the kitchen door holding a smouldering frying pan, ‘Nothing, Simon was jus being an ass,’
Kirsty said, pushing past him and heading for the kitchen. The smell of burnt food hit her almost instantly. Amy wasn’t
that good of a cook, but she was the only person who ever volunteered to cook, so there was no real argument about it.
They’d eat her plastic burnt food then go and hunt something bigger all together later, if they could move after the
meal. Kirsty could still heard Simon grumbling and muttering to himself as he headed for the dining room to finish what ever
he’d been doing before she came down stairs. She didn’t have to listen or look to know that Trey had gone back
to dressing, or semi dressing. When she’d first met him, she’d not initially liked Trey, but now, now there was
something there. Something unsaid, but something there. That something just happened to draw them together, just happened
to make them share one bedroom a couple of nights a eek, made them romp like rabbits in the cooling evenings and made them
also mates. Kirsty didn’t know if he was her mate, she didn’t really want to think about it. If he was she couldn’t
tell him to go away and give her space to think, wolf mates didn’t do that and since they were more like a wolf pack
they had decided also instantly to follow most wolf pack rules. So if he was then they would be like one being. Always together,
except for toilet breaks. She didn’t think she could cope with that.
She helped Amy finish off the chicken in red wine sauce and potatoes, scrapped off the few burnt patches and took two of the
six plates full of food into the dinning room. She smiled a little as she saw most of her pack seated, ready to eat, all chatting
or shouting among themselves. Simon sat in silence at the end of the table, Ludi and Luce where deep in some conversation
and Hawk was talking to Trey about the savagery of Mutts and comparing them to humans. She set the two plates down, which
where pilled about 6 inches off the surface of the oval plates, then went for the last two as Amy brought in the middle two.
When she returned the rest of the pack had already dug in, Amy now sat next to hawk and spooning him potato like a couple
of love sick teenagers. Now they were mates. As soon as they’d seen each other they’d known. Amy had skirted around
him for a few days, avoiding him when it came to hunts, mainly because of his “Gift”. Then they finally got over
the school child crush and fell into each others hearts.
Now hawks “gift” was something amazing. When he shifted, which he could do with no pain and spontaneously with
bursts of emotion or energy. When he shifted he changed to something, something different. A creature with huge, 3 foot either
side golden wings and flame red wolf coat. His back paws where more of hawk feet, powerful and deadly, clawed and almost indestructible.
Kirsty and Trey had found him weak and almost dead in the middle of the forest, bleeding badly and in his wolf/hawk form.
He couldn’t remember any thing but a room he called the black room. Once Kirsty asked about it and Hawk told her,
‘They kept me healthy and alive, and they did his to me, they made me into some sort of killing machine and I rejected
it. They tried to kill me and I killed them,’ he’d said no more. As he could remember anything before being taking
into experimentation, not his name or family, he’d called himself Hawk and left it at that. No one asked and Amy loved
him as he was.
Reaching for the first mash potatoes plate, Trey’s hand got there first, gripping her fork, Kirsty stabbed the back
of it and took the bowl, piling her plate high and going to the chicken, grinning as Trey cradled his slightly red hand,
‘Ha,’ she said and began to eat.
‘Why does no one see that I’m the natural leader here?’ Simon was brining up that blasted subject again,
‘I mean, I’m strong and fast – ‘
‘No you’re not Simon. Your slow and weak, kind of stupid too,’ Amy laughed, snuggling into Hawk’s
side, he wrapped an arm around her and smiled,
‘Shut up! I’m not stupid; I was in the top 10 % of my high school,’
‘And I was in the top 3 % at mine,’ Kirsty said lightly, reclining in another large leather seat, this time in
the lounge, to the left of a roaring fire. They’d decided not to go on a hunt, as Amy’s cooking and Kristy input
wasn’t that bad this time. So most of the pack (Amy, Hawk, Luce, Simon and Kirsty) had plonked themselves in the lounge
to chill. Trey had gone to hunt any way on his own and Ludi had gone back to New York.
Scratching the back of her neck Kirsty sighed,
‘No way was you!’ hawk laughed and Kirsty nodded,
‘I as really good at Maths and English,’
‘I was really good at chemistry and physics,’ Simon muttered and everyone ignored him. Kirsty was being to wonder
why she’d let him into the pack. Then she remembered. An oath the three alphas had made. Any mutt who had been turned
away from another pack could join this pack. As they’d all been mutts before they came together.
‘Any way Simon, why do you always bring up this damn subject?’ why do you want so badly to be an alpha? It’s
not much different to any other wolf,’ Luce asked, looking at the dancing flames and not him,
‘Because, because I’d make a better alpha then Kirsty,’
‘Excuse me?’ Kirsty coughed, spilling some of her hot chocolate down her top.
‘You heard me, id make a better alpha then you!’
‘Why?’
‘Erm, because I’m a man!’ his excuse was really really bad.
‘Are you saying I’m a bad alpha as well?’ Luce said, snapping her dark eyes onto him. Simon swallowed dryly,
both his female alphas where staring at him now, along with male and female Beta’s,
‘I would drop this subject and leave this room Simon,’ Kristy said through gritted teeth. He stood and looking
around at them all, growled low in his throat and went for the front door. First it had started out as a joke, but now Simon
was being to be on everyone’s kill list.
Chapter Three
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