Adrienne stirred, twisting on her right side, then her left. Her stomach felt full even though she scarcely ate anything. It was a comfortable bed but for some reason everywhere she turned she was uneasy. She wanted to sleep but she couldn’t. She felt as if she could scream but not a sound passed her lips.
How could she describe to Wilder what happened to her a year ago? She couldn’t even explain to Paul and it was largely his fault. He and her parents wanted to keep it quiet and not make waves because the boys’ families were rich and powerful. Adrienne managed to get on with her life, put the “incident” as Paul descried it, out of her mind and not think about the night some of Paul’s frat brothers came over to their apartment drunk. Paul had passed out in the spare bedroom when two or maybe three men entered Adrienne’s bedroom.
She couldn’t remember their names or faces but she will never forget their voices.
After that, it was all a blur. She recalled going to the hospital and waking, seeing the doctor shake his head, saying to her parents that she could never have children, and the doctor breaking the news to her and Paul. Then Paul said to Adrienne that they should never speak of this again, and that he would marry her that June.
Thinking about how she loathed Paul, she reached for the tray of food left on the table, and glancing over at the newspaper, the headlines screamed:
LOCAL RESIDENT ADRIENNE WARD DISAPPEARED. AFTER A MONTH OF SEARCHING, SHE IS PERSUMMED DEAD. CAR RECOVERED. BODY MISSING.
Adrienne sat up and drank a glass of milk, “That’s just fine. What kind of police work is that? They can find a car buried in snow and mud on the side of the road, but they can’t track a live body into the woods,” she murmured. She couldn’t eat because she was feeling weak and woozy so she slid under the covers to catch up on her sleep and to get her body into shape. Although she loved Wilder and wanted to stay with him, this was not her world. She reconciled that she would leave as soon as she got the chance. It would take a lot of rest to prepare herself to break away from these den of wolves, she thought.
***
Drayton left Adrienne sleeping and leapt into the kitchen announcing to the kitchen staff, which consisted of a cook and a maid, that there was a female, a human in the house they could to talk to. The cook and maid turned to each other looking confused, yet elated that the werewolves found a woman to carry on the tradition their mother set. The staff had been hired by his mother when Wilder, Drayton, and Lycell were born, and they were sworn to secrecy. They should never disclose to the outside world that the father and his sons were werewolves. The cook helped deliver the triplets. And she gave Drayton his name. She was fond of him because he was the smallest and good-natured one. He had a calm disposition, always smiling. He slept in the kitchen when she prepared food because he loved the smell of cooked meat.
Although the cook was getting on in years, no one wanted to replace her, she was what kept the triplets human. Later she brought in her daughter when she lost her husband and she began teaching her what was expected from the werewolves and how she would prepare their meals, and to turn a blind eye if she saw something strange—like a large white wolf or wolves lurking about the ranch.
Each Samsa pup had a taste for different meat. Drayton liked rabbit, whereas Wilder hated its smell, and when he smelled it cooking, he would leave and hunt his food. Deer meat was his favorite. Lycell on the other hand would eat anything. He wasn’t as particular as Wilder, or Drayton. Wilder the first born Alpha had a distinct taste in females too, and so the others allowed him to make decisions when finding a mate for all of them. They knew once he made a choice of a female, she would be everything they wanted and more.
Lycell strode to the barn and picked out a gentle horse for Adrienne. She would ride with them and see their vast lands to which their pups would inherit. He couldn’t remember when he was happier. Maybe it was when they were carefree and still pups. All they had to do was romp in the meadow and learn to hunt with their father. He remembered his father a werewolf, and his mother a human, they were happier than the pairing of humans and the pairing of werewolves.
It would be that way again with this human female, he thought.
***
Drayton left the kitchen after eating his lunch, he carried a tray with food and walked up the stairs to the bedroom where Adrienne slept. He knocked softly and when she didn’t answer, he opened the door gradually. He eased by the door and stood inside the room and knocked again. Startled, Adrienne sat up in bed. She glanced at Drayton near the open door and pull the covers up to her neck. This had been the second time that a stranger had disrobed her and left her naked as she slept.
“Come in,” Adrienne said and Drayton closed the door. She looked up at Drayton, a human figure with astonishing handsome inhuman features. His body a beautiful taller copy of Wilder. There exist firm strength in his large shoulders and a gentleness in his soft brown eyes brimming with tenderness and sexual passion. He exuded masculinity in the way he held his head and the way he strode across the wood floor, barely making a sound. Stunningly virile as he came closer to her with his captivating facial features. His ruggedness and dynamic power attracted her.
She didn’t want to ask any questions. She was hungry.
He sat the tray filled with sandwiches and milk on the table, gazing into her eyes. On one side of the tray on a small saucer she caught sight of a pie and the smell of apples and cinnamon, she knew that smell. Glorious homemade apple pie. He saw her expression change, a light in her eyes, and a full smile crossed her lips when the smell wafted in her direction. She forgot she didn’t have clothes on and hopped from the bed. Standing embarrassed, she covered her breasts and mound with her hands as best she could.
Drayton’s head angled to the right, and he smiled. “My name is Drayton,” he said.
“Can you please leave?” Adrienne said dashing to hide behind drapes covering a large window overlooking the pool.
“I’ll go, but I want you to know it was me who undressed you. I took off those soiled furs wrapped around you. You have nothing to be afraid of from me. I brought you some clothes from my mother’s chest, they’re in the closet to your left, and the bath and shower is around the corner, to your right,” he said pointing. “My mother would want you to wear them,” he added.
“Thank you, Drayton. My name is...”
“I know who you are, Adrienne. You introduced yourself and then you past out in Lycell’s arms. He’s one of my brothers.”
Drayton walked to the door and opened it, and when he reached to close the door, Adrienne said, “When can I use the phone? I need to call my parents.”
“When Wilder returns.” And he closed the door.
“Oh my god! This is Wilder’s ranch. He will hate me for trying to run away from him. What can I say to him,” she mumbled rushing to eat before she took a shower, shoving a piece of sandwich and pie in her mouth, closing her eyes, and savoring the taste of real food with her back to the door.
She didn’t hear the silent footsteps of a hunter enter the room.
“There is nothing you can say to him that will make him forget that you rejected him,” he said circling Adrienne. “He’s not used to rejection,” Lycell said collecting strands of her hair in his hands and bringing them to his nose and smelling her. “He has never been rejected by human or werewolf,” Lycell added with a straight face, his piercing brown eyes traveling over Adrienne’s body as if he was measuring her as a hunter measures his prey before the attack. His eyes shining, his mouth salivating. Or was it a look of a man who couldn’t wait to get in her panties?
“Why are you in here? I didn’t hear you knock?” Adrienne made a rapid turn facing him.
“I don’t knock on a door where there is a female. They don’t have privacy. If I wanted to take you I would.”
“No you wouldn’t.” Adrienne back up to the wall. Searching for something to cover her nakedness.
“You will not stop me. You are to be my mate as well. Once you give birth to Wilder’s pup then you will be mine for the taking, and I will not be as soft as my brothers.” Adrienne’s eyes opened wide when he pulled her hair and stared into her face.
“I’m Wilder’s mate and I’m with his child and until then, you will leave this room.” Adrienne couldn’t believe what she said, that she was Wilder’s mate. It came as much a surprise to her as it did to Lycell.
“You heard her.” Lycell turned in amazement. He didn’t expect Wilder to return to the ranch so soon. Lycell bowed his head to his big brother. Until he had a pack of his own or pups of his own, he couldn’t intrude on Wilder’s mate. It was Wilder’s decision to share Adrienne with his brothers. It was for the good of the family, but now he was having second thoughts.
He knew Lycell’s personality and it was the opposite of Adrienne’s.
“Why are you standing there in the nude?” he asked her, his lake blue eyes smoldering to a dark deep blue. His demeanor changed remarkably. He wasn’t the same man or werewolf. He appeared cold to her and his eyes showed his aloofness.
He growled at her, “Answer me. Why are you standing nude in front of Lycell?”
“Do you think this was my choice?” Adrienne countered. “I was preparing for a shower and he didn’t knock, he walked in on me. He said that that was a common occurrences for females not to have privacy just in case the female was needed to satisfy one of them.”
“But not my mate,” Wilder emphasized.
“He seem to think that any woman you chose, you would share. Is he wrong?” Adrienne demanded to know, her eyes locked on Wilder’s deep blue eyes.”
“No. We made a pact that we would share the female, in this case, a human woman when I make my choice. But I’m having second thoughts about you,” he said moving closer to Adrienne, his eyes on fire, his cock full, and she took a step back afraid for the first time. Afraid that he would treat her callous, heartless, and uncaring. Afraid that she deserved it.
Wilder’s eyes were surveying her body and he couldn’t contain his lust for Adrienne. Finally, he gained control. He sighed. “If you want to return to your home, I won’t stop you. But you will need to stay here to have my child first, and then if you want to leave you can go.”
“I said, I’m not pregnant,” Adrienne insisted.
“That will be for you to accept. I have spent too much time in that cave with you when I needed to travel to check on my pack in Oregon. I will contact you when I return. Do not sleep with my brothers until then.”
“I can sleep with whomever I want. I’m not married to you. But I will never sleep with them. I want nothing to do with them. Who do you think I am?”
“You’re mine. And will always be mine,” Wilder said walking close to Adrienne sniffing her hair and passing a soft breath on her shoulder before moving away.
“I’m not married to you and if I were, I belong to myself and no one else.” Wilders eyes opened wide and he arched an eyebrow.
“Is that what you want, to be married to me?” He questioned Adrienne. She didn’t want to answer but it was what she wanted, to be married to him, and only him.
“I don’t want to be a prisoner, I need to see my parents,” she said in a sympathetic voice. Knowing when she had a chance, she would get out of there.
“Then I will see that Drayton takes you home. I don’t trust Lycell. Drayton is naïve he’s not likely to take you if you refuse.”
“No one is going to take me.” Adrienne protested.
“And what are you to do?” Wilder walked close to her. Grabbed her by the hair, turned her around and brought her to all fours on the floor facing the bed. He unzipped his jeans, and his hands found her breasts. With one hand on her breast and nipple and the other on her butt the heat from his body and the need burning from inside her caused her to lean back pushing her hips and butt into his large cock. His manhood leaned into her exposed naked opening, he moaned from the feeling and the heat of her butt cheeks, and he raised his head upward. His eyes closed and he moved his hand to her throbbing clit, circling it with his finger feeling it rise.
Biting her lip waiting for him to enter her wet opening, excited and waiting, he stood up and left her on her knees panting. “See what I mean. You are a willing female and even if you aren’t willing I could have you if I wanted you,” he said with an ice cold stare peering at her. She knew once he was warm to her and she had control over him with her body, but after she deceived him he felt that he couldn’t trust her, and she knew it because Lycell had warned her.
“You did that to prove a point. Yes, if you must know, I do want you. And you want me too. But because you thought it necessary to make me feel less than human, you will not get a chance to insult me again. Now leave me, and let me take a shower. I need a long shower to get this wolf stench off of me,” Adrienne said in defiance and anger. Knowing what she had done made her sad but it paled in comparison to how Wilder made her feel at that moment.
Adrienne didn’t mean her harsh words, but she wanted Wilder so bad and he was trying to punish her. He knew the effect he had over her. He knew she enjoyed his large cock inside her.
“I’m leaving now and I won’t be back until spring when my pup is born and if you want to go you will have to leave him here,” he said walking to the door. I will give instructions for my brothers not to take you home until then, but you will not carry the baby, I mean my pup.”
“I’m not having a baby or pup. I’m unable to...” He turned and his eyes glared at her. “I can’t.” He walked to the door, turned to respond, but thought better than to ask her a question. Was she infertile? No. She was fertile and she was in denial, he thought. Come spring when he returns he expects to see his offspring.
Looking around for something, an outraged Adrienne picked up a lamp and threw it at him. Her aim was off and she hit the door instead. He turned with a furrowed brow. “See, you humans are far more violent then we will ever be. I hope my son inherits your temperament, he will be fierce.” And he smiled and opened the door expecting another object to come flying after him.
She ran to the door opened it and screamed, “Fine. Fine. But there will be no pups, and no pack if I have anything to do with it.” When she realized that she was standing naked and Drayton and Lycell were peering at her, she slammed the door.
Looking down at her stomach, it did appear to be getting a little larger. “No it can’t be,” she said convincing herself. And she walked into the shower and let it run until she felt like herself again. If that were possible.