Thread: The Perfect Mate (ldelgado1986 & Rage)

He's alive, Ren said in response to Emma's first question. He was recently wounded, but we've been treating him. Normally we heal wounds quickly, but this wound was from a rogue wolf, so it's more difficult to heal. That's why I've been in contact with your father. He hooked his thumbs under his belt as he continued to rest against the tombstone, watching the girl, surprised that she had taken everything so calmly. Most would have ran away screaming, but she didn't. She had courage and understanding, which only made her even more appealing as a potential mate. As for why you were brought here, he continued, tilting his head slightly. It's really your choice. I wanted to offer you the Gift, but it's not a decision taken lightly, as it will alter your life considerably. You were brought here simply to understand your heritage. Pushing off the gravestone, he motioned for her to follow him. Come on. I'll take you to Joel. He'll be happy to see you. But be warned, he's weak right now, but healing, even if a bit slowly. Don't expect him to be too lively. He then turned to walk into the woods once more. Feel free to use the flashlight this time, he called back, offering a smirk over his shoulder. Soon they were walking the trails once more as they made their way to the cabin that was located up the mountainside a bit. It was a fairly long walk, but eventually they were approaching their destination, and Ren was holding the door for her. It was a three story log cabin that looked to have been there for quite some time, though it had obviously been well kept and upgraded over the years. There was a river nearby, fed from the mountain lake, where a rig had been built to use the running water for a power source. The place actually had electricity, and because of the clearing it occupied and it's high location on the side of the mountain, they had even managed to install a small satellite dish set up. It was probably pirated equipment, since a couple of the relatives that were privy to their secret were decent at hacking, so even with the remote location, The Pack had a home that provided them with most of the modern amenities that others enjoyed. They had electricity, television, and even internet, since many of the younger generation weren't so keen on letting go of the things they'd grown fond of. The inside of the cabin was decorated much like a normal house, with nice furniture and most of the amenities that people in town enjoyed in their homes. Thanks to utilizing the river, they had plumbing, and even hot water because of an electric water heater that had been installed a few years back. There were stairs that led up to the second and third floors, where the bedrooms were located, but he led her to a rug which he moved to reveal a trap door. We've been keeping him out of sight in hopes of the rogues thinking they succeeded in killing him, Ren explained as he opened the door to reveal a set of steps leading down into what looked like a cellar, though it had been converted into somewhat of an infirmary for the time being. This was where Joel was to be found resting when Ren led Emma down the steps. Jay wrinkled his nose a bit at the old man jokes, though it was true, he was older than David by several years. Jay was well into his fifties, even though he didn't look a day older than twenty-five. The two had known each other for quite some time, actually, and had been friends for years. Jay had never aspired to be Alpha, though. He was content with being Ren's adviser and helping keep the new leader on the right track, since Ren was still actually somewhat young compared to most leaders in the past. He had proven to be the right candidate, though, showing an uncanny ability to take charge and think on his feet, and Jay had supported him since the day he surpassed all others in the trials and was declared the former Alpha's successor. Take care, young 'un, he muttered to David as the other man took his leave and he returned to his bottle. The twins weren't about to let Cari try holding out on them for too long, since they both knew they weren't lasting much longer themselves, and their efforts increased as their bodies rocked against hers with more determination. Mitch continued to lavish her bouncing breasts with affection while Marc kept switching hands to accommodate his brother's mouth, one on the opposite breast, the other on her clit as his fingertips kept rubbing and trying to push her over the edge again. They were making it clear she was going to cum once more, along with them. Leaning in as he got bold, Marc grinned as he spoke sensually into her ear. Mmm...just let it go, Cari. Tell us what you want...you want to cum for us...while we both fill you with our own, don't you?