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***Stephan POV:***
In my room fucking one of the human women hard. She passed out fifteen minutes ago. I would love to have a she-wolf right now. They know how to take dick and not pass out. Human women's bodies are weak. But they can get pregnant soon after giving birth. Which will help increase our numbers. Once I take over my former pack, I will have all the she-wolves I want. I cum deep inside her. This one has been here for about a year and had not had one pup yet.
The men think she is barren. They want to have a pup haven't even accrued to me until I saw my nephew and how happy my brother is happy with him. When I become Alpha, I will need a Luna and a pup to be my legacy. Hopefully, my Alpha seed will succeed if not we will keep her as a toy to pass around to the men. I hear a knock on the door.
"What is it", can't a guy enjoy some time alone?
"Alpha we have a problem", Gator said.
"What fucking problem?", I asked with an eye roll. My dick is not even soft yet and now I have to deal with this.
“Jake is dead", he said.
"And how the fuck did that happen?", I growl at him.
"It seemed he brought a woman here and she killed him", he said.
"Bring the woman here", I said wanting to see the human who killed a wolf. If she is that strong I might make her mine.
"Al.... Alpha she is not here she escaped", he said looking at the ground.
"How the hell did she kill him? And how the fuck was she allowed to escape?", fuck good help is so hard to find.
I get dressed and walk to Jake's room. And there he was dead with a hole in his throat. It is clear to me that whatever made the hole is made of silver. I sniff the air I smell silver, wolfsbane, men's cologne, and someone's semen. How the hell did Jake not smell all this?
I tell my men all the time don't be fooled by a cute face and a smile. Think with your head and not your dick. Jake didn't listen and it got him dead. There is a woman's shirt on the floor picking it up it smells like silver, cinnamon, and peaches. The smell of that woman made my dick hard whoever she is I must have her.
Focusing on the scent of cinnamon and peaches I follow her tracks. On my way, I found a silver grenade. Whomever this woman is she was prepared; she knew what we are. I walk towards a room where there is a woman one of my men and a newborn pup. Another soldier for my army is born if it's a boy if not she would be a breeder. When I reach the entrance, I smell more people all men.
The smell of silver is strong which can only mean one thing that fucking hunters are on to us. I never thought hunters allowed women into their association. A huntress would be an excellent trophy. I send a mass mind link everyone needs to pack up we will move to our second location. It is closer to the pack lands that I would like. But I don't want to deal with hunters right now. I will deal with them if or when the problem arrives once I take over the pack.
***John POV:***
`When McKee left, I went to see Bastet. Her foolishness almost got her hurt or worst. I can't shake this feeling I have about her and McKee. I know something happened between her and him. Shit, the whole team has their suspensions. She looks so beautiful while she sleeps, I rub her cheek and she starts to wake up.
"Jason", she whispers, and my heart stopped.
"No baby it's not Jason it is me John", I say as she opens her eyes.
"John, baby how are you," she says with sadness.
"As good as I can be given the circumstances. Baby what happened", I said rubbing her face.
"John, I told you what happened", she looks at me confused.
"I am not talking about that Bastet", I say hinting that I know something happened between her and McKee.
"John I.... I love you ....you know that right", she says on the brink of tears.
"Baby I know and if you say nothing happened then nothing happened", I say as I kiss her forehead.
"Nothing happened", she said then kissed my lips.
We talk for a while then I left to seek my uncle. Of course, I find him at the bar with Abrams. They look deep into the conversation I stand behind them and listen. What I hear them talk about makes me wonder about my relationship with Bastet. Abrams tells my uncle he has no idea how he is going to tell Bastet that when she marries, she must sign a Matrimonial Regime.
That is interesting, he does on to say that he is aware of our relationship and her friendship with McKee. But the council would prefer her to marry McKee. Yeah, because I am not good enough for her or to be her second. My uncle comes to my defense. And tells Abrams that I love Bastet and will be a good husband for her. And that he would be honored to have her in his family. Abrams tells my uncle that the choice is hers and if I or McKee as him for her hand he will give his blessing, but it is up to her to say yes to either of us.
They keep talking and I keep listening. I figure if I play my cards right and ask before anyone else knows about the Matrimonial Regime. Because I know if I ask after the information about the Matrimonial Regime gets out it would look like I want to marry her to be Commander and Chief. Yelp there is no time like the present. I get the attention pretending I just walked into the bar.
"Uncle.... Abrams, sir just the man I wanted to see", I say after greeting them.
"Is that so John?", Abrams said as my uncle give me a death stare.
"Yeah, but I was hoping I could drink up so courage before I actually found you”, I said pretending to be nervous.
"Really.... this must be good", Uncle said.
"Well, have a seat son, and tell me what is on your mind", Abrams said.
"Okay Sir, I will get straight to it. You are aware that Bastet and I have been together for some time and just the thought of what would have happened to her last night made me realize I don't want to ever live without her. What I am trying to say is Sir is, I would like to ask you for your daughters' hand in marriage", I say as they both look at each other and then at me.
"Well shit, I didn't think you had it in you to ask boy. Of course, you have my blessing", he says as he hugged me. my uncle was smiling with pride.
"Nephew looks like we are going ring shopping tomorrow", my uncle said and we toast and drank some more.