Charles decided to call Colin. He would be right one for help him with whatever was wrong with this pack. He took out his phone, tapped Colin's number that was in his speed dial as it was pretty much needed from time to time.
"This is Charles, it's, um, there's something very wrong with Adam's pack."
Colin was quiet and replied, " Oh, hello. Tell me more. Who's sick or what's happened to them? What are symptoms or injuries?"
Charles said, "First things first, Bran hasn't worked for two weeks. He's asleep, just repeating that he's tired and he needs to rest, so he's ready. I have no idea what he needs to be ready for."
Colin grunted and said, " And the others?"
Charles swallowed and continued, "They've lost 40 kilos, at least. Their cheeks are hollow, their stomachs are distended, and they're consuming all kinds of energy, like oil, butter, anything what gives calories and fast. Plus, they have been fucking, not washing, and there's a weird cherry smell that's got my wolf on edge."
Colin said, "Oh well, the lady has activated her Fringle's gland."
His voice was not so surprised as Charles had expected.
Charles said, " What fucking gland?"
Colin said, " It's the alpha female's survival kit, a last resort. With that secretion, she can get any male to give her nourishment by fucking, not bumping, but feeding. Mimi had a gland too, but it was tiny and inactive, so I hadn't touched it or remembered to mention it. Samuel must not have been aware, as it's more a shapeshifter than a werewolf job and has its limitations, but when Mimi is the one in question, the limitations don't work."
Charles said, " Fine, what do we do then? I don't need anatomy lesson, only what can be done."
Colin replied directly to Charles. "Don't let Mimi kiss you under any circumstances. Try stunning her instead. Don't let her lick or bite you; her gland is in her palate, and you are a good victim. Miss is now collecting harems for herself. It's a matter of fact; normally, that alone would ensure that no one gets too worn out, but Miss has her own way of doing things. She makes everything always over the top she is super werewolf so this is super too."
Charles grunted.
Colin continued, "I'm on my way. I'll have to operate everyone, but no, Bran, I'll find a substance for him. Mimi has given him another substance under her tongue because the alpha female can make anyone do what she wants. Again, the work of the shapeshifters. It's a strange thing that she's got these when they're usually only found on feline shape-shifters,"
Charles said. "Fine. Where can I find the tranquilizers?"
Colin advised Charles. How to make cocktail and where to inject it. Also, what else can be expected when Mimi shows up. Charles then went to the medbay and opened the medicine chest. He took a vial of medicine, syringes, and needles and made a cocktail with Colin's patient guidance. It had to be very carefully dosed; too little and Mimi wouldn't stun, too much and Mimi could die or go into a coma, and then the pack could get upset. She was unkillable but still. Damon especially might get very upset from accidentally overdose.
Finally, Charles finished the injection, put a needle in it, and slipped it into his pocket. He headed back towards the kitchen. Colin had promised to be there in half an hour, but it would be good if he could get Mimi knocked out before then. She needed an operation as well.
Charles was ready to make a trap and get his victim. He thought just by passing how wonderful Mimi must be in bed. So tiny but full of passion and power. He had heard Samuel telling about their escapades to him.
I felt perfect. I was in very good shape, and I felt the ambrosia of the men inside me all the time; they were giving it diligently. I took a shower and enjoyed feeling the warm ambrosia still inside me when I put my clothes on. No need much of clothes. Not really.
Then, I put on nothing but a nightgown and a dressing gown, we could change rooms actually. I then decided to go to my men and check on Bran while I was there; if he were ready now, he would be number one. I didn't half know why I was thinking this way.
I walked down the stairs, enjoying myself. My body was perfect, my hair thick and shiny, and I felt so pleasurable. It felt so wonderful, and I rubbed my stomach, feeling the ambrosia still there. I was in no hurry. I knew everything was just as it should be. The stairs were multi-storied after being on the fourth floor, and I calmly descended the stairs. I was enjoying my life. My state of being. Everything was as perfect as possible.
I went downstairs for a coffee after the men had gone on ahead, just for fun and, above all, to check on Bran's situation. I then walked down the rest of the stairs and saw Charles. That's good, but first I think I'll check on Bran. As I thought about Bran, my palate started to tingle, and I knew what I should do. I had to kiss Bran awake.
As Mimi was coming down the stairs, Charles saw how well she was doing, but she was going away from Charles and looking for Bran. Not gonna happen. He acted, trying to lure that man-eater to coming after him and forget Bran for a moment.
Charles said, " Mimi, come here. You need to eat. Let's put some coffee on and have a meal."
Mimi's head turned, and then Mimi turned around and looked at him, the next victim. Charles knew he had to get all of Mimi's attention himself and properly. It would be disastrous knowing his father if Mimi put him to feed herself. There was no telling what he could do to Mimi.
When Charles spoke to me, I turned around. Fine, I can deal with this individual first. I walked calmly towards Charles, who was heading towards the kitchen table. There was no rush. I knew I would get my prey. I needed more donors. He would be just perfect for this.
The men were at the table eating, and that was good. We could then move on with Charles and Bran, too. My footsteps echoed softly on the parquet floor as I walked calmly like a tigress towards Charles. I had put the amulet I got from Bhutan around my neck, and it felt hot against me. I had to brace myself for what was to come, and it would be my first time. This would be just perfect. I felt this power inside me.
I wondered how it would feel to kiss Charles. His mouth was cruel, not as cruel as Damon's, but a very kissable mouth. Charles's body was gorgeous, and I knew he was going to be amazing in bed. Fine, I'm ready to do this job now, then, and I knew that even if Damon saw the whole thing, he wouldn't be jealous at all this time. He was taller slightly and more muscular than Damon. Oh, my god when he would take me.
I got close to Charles and let him smell me. I said nothing while I was just ensnaring him. I had to get him good and proper. I knew I was going to make the kind of pheromone that would attract men to me. I just knew it from somewhere. I had my instincts out and I let my work. Do what needed to be done. What I didn't know was that Charles' magic would protect him from my pheromones. I just smiled mysteriously.
Charles looked at me appraisingly. I leaned back against the counter, arching my back so that my breasts came right up to serve. I turned my head so that the pheromone glands on my neck were exposed. My body temp was slightly elevated, making pheromones flood out properly.
Charles sniffed the air and already grunted with promise. Charles came closer, and I straightened up. I looked him straight in the eye now, not caring if he took it as a challenge or not. He came closer and pressed me against the wall. Oh, my god how he dominated me. flattening me against the wall with his strong muscular body, I could feel his hardness against me, his body heat.
His apple scent enveloped me completely, and I was ready to claim him as my own. The amulet around my neck seemed to heat even more. I was lower than him, so he would have to bend down to kiss me. I let my hands rest at my sides, not making any more of an initiative until after the kiss.
He pressed himself against me, gluing me to the wall, and I felt his hands roaming my body. Then I felt a sharp prick on my side, and the pain was suddenly felt in my heart, and I felt my legs buckle and Charles supporting me before everything went completely black.