Arlo;
I woke up and turned to the sleeping beauty next to me taking in her perfect features, when I told her that she meant so much to me, I meant it. It hurt that we could never be together, that we wouldn't imprint on each other and the thought of me falling in love with someone else just didn't seem possible, I could never love anyone else the way I did her. Amelia opened her eyes and groggily smiled
'Morning.' She croaked as she stretched her naked body, the duvet slid down revealing her breasts and I felt a rush come over me, it took me back to the night before, I remembered every detail, from when her gown fell to the floor to when I took her virginity, the images in my head turned me on and I felt myself rise. Amelia looked down at the duvet which had now been raised slightly and she smirked 'Really?' she whispered moving her hand down to my crutch.
I took in a deep ruffled breath as her warm hand cupped me and started moving up and down, first slowly and then faster, I needed her. I got up on my knees and put my hands on her hips, flipping her over on to all fours, I run a finger down her and felt as the wetness rushed in, she needed me too. I grabbed a handful of her hair and wrapped it around my fingers, pulling the back of her head up to my face, she gasped as I bit into her neck, but being careful not to break the skin, I sucked on her warm flesh and then gently allowed her to lean back down on to the bed with her hands.
'Ready?' I breathed before putting all of myself into her. Amelia let out a gasp and tightened her grip on my headboard, I felt as her whole body went weak and it only turned me on more, she was so tight and so wet, it made me throb as I thrusted faster and deeper. I listened as she moaned lost in a world of ecstasy, the whole mansion could probably hear her…they could probably all hear us, the bed slammed against the wall with every thrust I took, thank fully it was only Amelia's room that my bed backed on to but the room underneath us, I didn't have a clue who's that was and I didn't care. I felt a build-up of excitement and started throbbing, with every stroke a sensation took over me and I pushed myself as deep into her as I could possibly go and got to a point of no return, I held onto her hips with a tighter grip and arch my back as the intensity built up and then I released myself into her, my legs were shaking and I was trying to catch my breath, Amelia's whole body shook with the orgasm she had just had and we collapsed into a heap, our bodies wrapping around each other.
Amelia;
'Wow' I sighed trying to calm my breathing, 'I did not expect that!' I looked at Arlo and he was pretty much falling asleep again. 'We have breakfast in an hour.' I laughed tapping his broad shoulder, 'Wake up.' I saw as a smiled spread across his lips, 'I have an hour, you have 45 minutes. Time to get dressed and I shall sleep.' I crossed my arms against my chests and stared at him. 'How about you join me for a shower?' Arlo's eyes flicked opened as soon as he heard my proposal and he grinned.
'Deal.' He said sitting up.
'But no funny business Alpha, I am so sore right now.' I admitted walking over to the bathroom.
'You're a werewolf.' He replied, 'You will heal, I am sure you could go again.' He growled playfully gently pushing me into the bathroom before kissing me.
Not long after round three and after we had both showered Arlo's phone rang. I wrapped a black towel around my body and walked back into his bedroom, I watched as his whole face drained to white and then he put his head down, taking in a deep breath through his now and out of his mouth. I listened in on the conversation.
'Hello?'
'What has happened?'
'When was it found?'
'And when did it happen, do you know?'
'Why was he so far off the grounds? Did anyone see anything?'
'Do we know who the last person was to talk to him?'
Arlo's jaw clenched and his eyes darted up to me as he hung the phone up. 'Another murder.' He mumbled grabbing his clothes. My heart sank and I pressed my body against the bedroom wall, this had to be some sort of sick joke.
'When?' I whimpered.
'Last night, body found this morning.' He replied pulling his jeans over his boxers.
'Who?' I whispered as I grabbed my underwear.
'One of Matt's fighters.' Arlo admitted pulling a black T-shirt over his head. Oh god, this will eat Matt up. I thought as I started getting myself dressed.
'Does Matt know?' I asked concerned.
'Yeah, he found the body.' Arlo's face was still so pale, and his eyes were glazed over. I hurt for him, I hated seeing him this way, I wished I could tell him that I love him, but there was never a right time for us.
I hadn't even had the chance to put my shoes and socks on before I ran down the stairs following Arlo, I stopped on the bottom step, standing next to him, he put his hand out to mine and held onto me for dear life, he looked like he was going to break. Neither of us could go any further than the stairs because everyone was gathered in the hallway, their faces were full of confusion, anger, hurt and scared expressions. No one had noticed me or their Alpha, they were all either crying or talking panicked amongst themselves until a loud growl filled the whole hall, you could hear a pin drop afterwards.
'I would like everyone to make their way into the dining hall and to remain seated until the Elites come and join you. This is an emergency Pack meeting, every single member of this pack needs to be here, Elites will go and find the remainder of pack member's and the meeting will commence in 15 minutes.' Arlo said after the hall had finally silenced. He turned to me as everyone started standing in 3 single lines and squeezed my hand. 'I just need to speak to his parents okay?' I nodded and watched as the man I loved walked away from me with the whole world on his shoulders.
I sat in my usual chair and waited in silence for Arlo to finally enter the hall, Matt and I glanced up at each other now and then, we were both full of anxiety. Poor Arlo had to tell another family that their child/grandchild/brother/nephew had been murdered. Another soul ripped away from this world, I just hoped they were all at peace and somewhere better than here. It was obvious that this was all getting too much for everyone, no one said a word, all we could hear were quiet sobs, people sniffling and the off couple of coughs. Finally, Arlo walked into the hall and walked over to his chair, he didn't look at me or anyone else, his eyes remained forward staring into nothingness. He stood behind his chair and finally looked at his pack.
'I have called every single one of you here today for this emergency pack meeting because something awful is happening. It seems as though our pack is under threat and under attack.' Arlo paused for a second and then cleared his throat. 'Another body was found this morning mutilated and dismembered.'
My stomach churned as those words left his mouth, gasps and cries filled the hall at the sheer horror of what had just been said. 'We think it happened last night because from what we can gather, the person was still in his Tux, I have already spoken to his parents and they have been excused from this meeting. We do not know who is doing these killings, it could be another pack that are now targeting us, or it could be a rogue, either way we will find out who it is and they will be put to death.'
As Arlo said that, I could feel a pair of eyes burning into the front of my head and I knew whose eyes they were; Charlie. 'Death' he mouthed staring straight into my eyes. I looked away from my hateful brother and glanced up at Matt, he was also looking at me, but this time with sadness. He put one finger to his lips discretely and I nodded. Now wasn't the time for me to bite back at Charlie even though at that moment in time I wanted to punch him in the face, all he ever did was accuse me of sinister and evil things and it was beginning to break me down.
Matt;
I took Amelia's hand and we went up to her bedroom to grab her a coat, she needed some fresh air and so did I. I still felt physically sick from what I had seen that morning, these deaths were getting worse every time and I do not know if it could get anymore sick than that. The boy was one of my fighters, his name was; (NAME) and he was only 21 years old. He was a good kid and would have gone far if it hadn't been for this, the thought of him being murdered whilst everyone was having a great time at the ball made my skin crawl.
'Are you okay?' Amelia asked putting her hood over her head. Our wellies crunched as they sunk into the snow, which was beginning to now melt away, thanks to the rain we had started to have. She put her hands in her coat pockets and looked up at me, still waiting for an answer.
I shook my head 'Not really.'
Amelia stopped and put her arms around me, she didn't have to say a word, just her being there helped me.
'Charlie is spreading rumours again.' I admitted as we both pulled away before turning to walk again.
Amelia rolled her eyes. 'I wouldn't expect anything less from him.'
I rubbed her back to comfort her. 'It's okay, we know you didn't do anything.'
'But its, not okay Matt; I am being blamed for three murders that I haven't committed, Charlie will do everything in his power to have me killed because he is too scared to kill me himself and it will not be long before Arlo believes him too. I mean, I don't even know these kids, I have no reason to harm them, I want to protect them.' Amelia started to get upset and tears rolled down her rosy red cheeks.
'Please don't cry; Lia. Arlo would never believe Charlie, he knows what Charlie is like, we all do. And you will not be killed, I would never let that happen.' I replied.
'They would kill you too.' She whimpered rubbing her hands together as she began to get anxious, she started shaking and then gasping for breath and I realised she was having a panic attack.
'Amelia; breath.' I said calmly, but she just knelt down on the snowy ground, tears streaming down her face. I crouched down in front of her, thinking of what to do.
'Lia; I need you to take a deep breath in for 4 seconds and then breathe out for 4 seconds.'
It took a while for her to come out of the panic attack and it was clear to see it had drained her, she looked terrified and confused.
'Have you had any before?' I asked as we walked back to the mansion. She shook her head using her coat sleeves to try her cheeks.
'Never.'
I sighed and looked around making sure no one was in ear shot of us.
'I get them a lot.'
Amelia didn't seem surprised and gave me a reassuring smile. 'They are so scary; how do you cope?'
'I have had them since I was four, after my parents died, I suffered with nightmares and would get panic attacks. Marie taught me how to cope with them.' Amelia smiled when she heard Marie's name.
'She is such an amazing woman.' I agreed, Marie was my light in the dark, she was never able to have any more children after Arlo, so she was more than happy to take me on as her own child and she always made sure that my parents were remembered. She would have probably taken Amelia in if she had had half the chance, but Jake wouldn't allow it, and neither would Tristan. I looked up at Amelia again before we walked back into the mansion doors, she looked drained and exhausted. It was obvious that the accusations were taking their toll on her mind and I knew it wouldn't be long before she cracked under the pressure.
Amelia;
A panic attack! That is what that was? I had never had one before and it was horrible, I thought I was dying, thank Selene for Matt. He said it was more than likely caused by stress and after hearing that I wondered why it happened sooner? My life was the definition of stress. I ran myself a hot bubble bath and added in some lavender oil. This should help me sleep. I thought as I stepped into the water. I allowed myself to go under, my whole body warming like I was in a sauna and then I heard it again.
When the Dark Moon meets its peak,
There's a brother who is your destiny
Hide, my child, safe and sound,
As in this brother, your destiny is found
In the Moonlight, she'll show you,
All the questions, that were kept from you,
Go in search until she's found,
Resist the evil all around.
I sat up and heard as the water splashed all over the floor, I glanced around the bathroom looking for a towel and finally I spotted one, over the other side of the bathroom hanging on the door. I rolled my eyes and pulled the plug out of the bath before stepping on the soaking wet bathroom floor, just as I went to walk over to the door a slipped, I felt a sharp pain in the side of head, I had hit it against the porcelain sink and cried out. Blood started dripping down my face, the warmth of it quickly turning cold, it was a deep wound and I started to become dizzy. I crawled towards the door and reached for the towel, but the dizziness took hold of me, I leant my head against the door, the blood was still pumping out of my head, my eyes started feeling heavy and the lullaby started again.
When the Dark Moon meets its peak,
There's a sister who is your destiny
Hide, my child, safe and sound,
As in this sister, your fate is found.
In the Darkness, he'll show you,
All the answers, that were kept from you,
Go in search until he's found,
Resist the liars all around.
Yes, you will speak to those who'll hear
And in your words a sadness flows
But can you brave what you most fear?
Can you face what the Dark Moon shows?
When the Dark Moon meets its peak,
There are the siblings, and their destiny
Come, my children, homeward bound
When all is lost, then all will be found.
I opened my eyes and put my hand on my head, the wound was gone, I rubbed my finger on where the gash was only moments before, and it had definitely gone. I suddenly realised that it was freezing; there was a coldness that was surrounding me. I raised my trembling hand up to the door; reaching for the towel. The blood still sticky covering my arms. Was I seriously losing my mind? I scrambled to my feet and pulled the towel tightly around me, looking down at the mixture of blood and water swirling together. I placed my hand to the side of my head once more and closed my eyes. I couldn't have been out for more than a few minutes. And that damn singing was going to be the death of me! I threw open the bathroom door and rushed over to my wardrobe.
'What is going on?' I screamed pulling my dressing gown onto my cold but now dry body. I slammed open my bedroom door and looked around my room, I was frustrated and angry, a rage took over my body and I grabbed the closest thing to me; a lamp and I threw it, the sound of it smashing against the wall was fulfilling, but only for a second, I screamed again and grabbed everything in sight, smashing it all up. After 5 minutes I breathlessly looked around my bedroom, glass was everywhere, my television was broken, and all of my belongings were destroyed. A knock on my door startled me, but I stayed silent, I didn't want to see anyone.
'Open the door; Lia.' It was Arlo, of course it was. I didn't answer him and tried to quietly walk towards my wardrobe. 'I can hear you breathing.' He said, he was getting annoyed with me, I could hear it by the tone of his voice. I allowed the glass to cut my feet open, I felt as parts of the bottom of my feet stung. Arlo slammed his arms onto my door this time.
'What are you doing?' he shouted. 'I can smell blood, what are you doing?' I could hear the panic in his voice. 'If you don't open the fucking door, I will break it down.'
I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. 'I don't really want to talk right now.' I said under my breath, knowing he could hear me, werewolf hearing and werewolf smell, made it hard for me to keep anything to myself.
'Why? What is wrong?' He asked, his voice calming a bit more.
I knew he wouldn't leave until I let him in. 'I just can't cope with any of this.' I replied walking over to the other side of my room.
'I know; Lia, its shit, all of it, but let me help you, please just talk to me.' He pleaded. I opened my door and Arlo's jaw dropped. Dried blood was down my face, my eyes were red from all the crying I had done and as he looked past me, he could see my destroyed bedroom.
'What have you done?' he asked concerned as he put his hand on my face.
'I just hit my head, but its healed now.' I shrugged allowing him to enter the bedroom. Arlo looked around and then straight at me.
'Why did you do this?' He asked. I couldn't tell him; I couldn't tell him anything about what was going on; the lullaby, the dreams, the panic attack and the continuous accusations, everything was breaking me down. I was falling apart, and I didn't know what to do. How would I explain this to him?
'I hurt my head and then I got angry, I can't cope with the accusations from Charlie and the hate that surrounds me and it just got all too much and I lost my temper,' I admitted looking around at the awful mess I had made. Arlo wasn't angry though, he was sympathetic.
'I am sorry; Lia. I know this is unfair, no one should be accusing of anything. We will find out who is doing these killings and then it will all stop, I promise. Charlie is an idiot and if I am honest, I regret choosing him to be my Beta, it was a mistake. Please don't let him break you down, your stronger than that.' Arlo pulled me into his big arms; he was my security blanket. With him I felt safe and he could instantly make me forget all the bad in my life. I just wished the bad would go forever.
Arlo agreed for me to stay in his room for the rest of the day and excused me from going for dinner, he had Piper bring me up some food and allowed her to stay with me whilst he attended to some work. It was nice to spend some time with her, we watched films and talked about Pretty Girl.
'I think I will go and see her this evening.' I smiled as we stood on the balcony. I gazed at the stables and smiled, I adored my horse so much, she was light in the dark and the only thing who truly understood me.
'You are so lucky to have a Unicorn.' Piper sighed following my gaze.
'Why does everyone call her a Unicorn? She is a wild Horse.' I stated.
'No, she is a Unicorn and she loves you.' Piper smiled. I think deep down I knew something was different about Pretty Girl, at first, I thought everyone was joking. No one seemed to bat an eyelid at the fact I had her with me, was it normal for them to be around? I always thought they were an animal that hid away from the world.
'Why doesn't she have a horn?' I wondered out loud.
'To protect herself from humans, if they ever found out that Unicorns really existed, they would be killed.' Piper answered. I sighed sadly.
'My poor girl.' Piper turned to me and grinned.
'You know, I think she is your guardian.'
'Do you?' I asked intrigued. Piper nodded,
'Yeah, you found her in a time of need. If you weren't a werewolf, I would say she is your spirit animal. Unicorns are terrified of werewolves, but with you and Arlo; actually, she isn't scared. It's almost like she was put here for you.' The thought of Pretty Girl being my Guardian made me feel so special; Piper was right; I was Lucky.
'Right I had better go home.' Piper said looking at her phone, it was 8pm, Arlo would be back soon, and I was so excited to see him. Just as Piper left the room, Arlo walked in, he looked exhausted and stressed out.
'Hello, beautiful.' He smiled pecking me on the lips.
'Would you like me to run you a bath?' I asked noticing how tense he was. Arlo smirked,
'Only if you will join me?' I started giggling and walked into the bathroom, he had a really big bath, it could probably fit up to 4 people in it, I would most certainly be joining him. I lit some candles and spread them around the bathroom and added some bubbles into the bath.
'It's ready.' I called undressing. Arlo walked into the bathroom, he had already taken his clothes off, I bit my lip as I admired his perfectly sculptured body, my eyes fell to his manhood, even when he wasn't aroused, he was well endowed. Arlo looked smug when he noticed what I was looking at, I blushed and quickly turned away, but I couldn't help myself. Ever since I had lost my virginity, I just couldn't get enough of him, it was like I was a dog on heat. I stepped into the bath and sat down, the hot water soothed me, but having Arlo with me, soothed me more.
I smiled as he put his arms around my waist and pulled me towards him, I closed my eyes and lent my head on his shoulder, I just wanted to tell him that I love him; but I couldn't, I just could not bring myself to say it, because I knew he wasn't mine, he would be someone else's. 'What are you thinking about?' Arlo whispered into my ear. I smiled,
'Just, how lucky I am to have you.' Arlo kissed my neck and cupped his hands over my breasts.
'I am the lucky one.' I turned my self around, so I was facing him and kissed his soft lips, he pulled me onto his lap, and I placed my knees onto the bottom on the bath. As I lowered myself on him, so that he could enter me, Arlo let out a growl, which was more like a purr, he looked into my eyes and I built up a rhythm, the pleasure came over me in waves and this time I was in control. Arlo put his hands on my hips and pressed his mouth against mine and then I reached my peak, the orgasm took over my whole body and I went weak. Arlo, controlled my hips with his hands as another orgasm started building 'I, I'm going to cum.' He panted making me move faster. I collapsed onto his chest as we both came undone together.
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'Ameliaaaaaaaa; Ameliaaaa.'
In the background of her calls I heard the lullaby again and now she was saying my name.
When the Dark Moon meets its peak,
There's a brother who is your destiny
Hide, my child, safe and sound,
As in this brother, your destiny is found
I opened my eyes and sat up, Arlo was asleep next to me, his gentle snores filling the room, he was peaceful and looked content in his dreams, I just wish that I could be too. I crawled out of the bed, careful not to wake him and quietly got dressed. I couldn't just sit in here and do nothing any longer. I was going into the woods and I was determined to get some answers.
As I crossed the border and officially left our packs grounds, anxiety came over me, Arlo would be so angry with me, everyone would be, but I wouldn't get the answers I needed by doing nothing and no one at the mansion could give them to me, but maybe the brown wolf could.
'Hello; Amelia.' A deep husky voice growled, the brown wolf with Ice blue eyes, appeared out from the trees and came towards to me, 'I knew you would come.' He chuckled. How could I hear him? He hadn't shifted and his mouth wasn't moving. 'You can hear me because you are special.' He answered, my face must have shown him my confusion.
'I need answers.' I croaked. 'I need to know why you are following me and killing people.'
The wolf sniggered.
'I am not killing anyone, I don't need to, nor do I want to. I want you.' He took another step towards me, but I didn't move.
'Who are you? Why do you want me?' I gulped.
'They haven't told you anything, have they? You don't know the truth about who you truly...' The wolf stopped talking and his eyes went black, we both heard a break behind him and then an awful stench filled the air.
'Run' he called into my mind before he threw his head back and howled, before being thrown into a tree, he yelped as his body hit the solid wood and I looked up, a shadowy creature with dead white glowing eyes turned his stare from the wolf to me and I ran. I could hear it behind me, my legs ached but adrenaline rushed through my body giving me an energy boost, I was too slow though, it hit my legs with such a force that I flipped over and landed on my back. I knew then that I was about to die. I started heaving as the stench got stronger and I closed my eyes, I couldn't look at it.
The sounds of galloping hooves filled my ears and I opened my eyes again, I watched as two legs kicked the monstrous being, knocking it off its feet. Pretty Girl.