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A Tragedy Unfolds (Javorcek X ClearSight)

Clutching the blanket to her lithe form was absolutely no use as Chris muscled her way into stealing it away from her. A noticeable shiver ran through her body and she whimpered softly, the poor girl caught somewhere between incredibly aroused and incredibly embarrassed. Even though the two girls went through the house in various states of undress, Chris had never actually seen Caitlyn naked before, not since they were little kids anyways. And just like when they were kids, Caitlyn was all long legs and elbows. She was thin, built 'gracefully' their mothers said. Her hips had taken on a feminine flare at least, and her breasts had come in...kinda...she was 16 now and she wasn't holding out hope that they would get any bigger than the modest B cup that they were now. And so she wanted to cover herself even more so than she usually did, the girl having never really liked her milky white skin, her bright red hair, or the few freckles that dotted the bridge of her nose from the summer...all she ever wanted to do was look like her mothers and sister and fit into this family visibly, not just emotionally.

A strong body covering her naked one made her relax, she had always took refuge in Chris' strength. Even now, in this really screwed up situation, her sister made her feel protected. Her wolf wanted that, wanted an Alpha that would always be there to keep her safe. It had her only growing more beside herself with lust, and Chris just made everything worse by taking her still slick fingers into her mouth. She whimpered softly as her sister's tongue swirled over the tips of her fingers, her wolf immediately wishing that the other female was lower, taking care of her heat rather than wasting time torturing her. I'm ready now! The animal inside rattled in it's cage and Caitlyn whined again, the clawing need in her stomach growing to the point of pain. Her grey eyes grew gold and she wanted to shift, wanted to push Chris off just so that she could get on her hands and knees and present herself, make her dripping wet slit the only thing that her Alpha could focus on so that they stopped playing these games. But then lips were pressed to hers and Caitlyn froze, she didn't know how to kiss! And just the thought made the wolf panic because it believed that a strong, beautiful Alpha wolf like Chris wouldn't choose them once she noticed that they were so inexperienced, that they were younger, that there were so many other females out there who would be better suited to handle a wonderful woman like Chris. She tried desperately to reciprocate, her heat driving her actions as she returned an overeager and slightly sloppy kiss to her lover.

The sudden loss of her sister's body pressing into hers as the other female moved to take off her shirt made Caitlyn give a needy whine. This time when she came back down, Caitlyn's arms wrapped around her, fingers trying to lace into her hair, but again Chris had to pull away to take off her bra, and again the younger wolf made a pitiful sound in her throat. Yours The word danced on her tongue but she could not say it, the human side wouldn't let her. "Chris!" Instead she cried out and bucked as cruel teeth and tongue tormented her sensitive ears. "Chris~" A throaty moan this time as fingers slid down her body, her sister being a true brat by only playing with her swollen outer lips rather than her straining clit. "Please, inside, Chris pleasepleaseplease!" Caitlyn angled her hips and bucked, trying to make Chris' fingers slip through her soaking slit and right into her needy pussy. Maybe later she'd look back on this moment and be disgusted at herself at how quickly she crumbled, not only did she not have the self control to keep herself from begging for her sister to fuck her, she also didn't have enough pride to not be begging in the first four seconds in the first place. But right now she needed it, needed Chris, needed fingers inside of her to take the ache away.
 
Everything about Caitlyn was attractive to Chris, then again she had only ever had eyes for her younger sister, her obsessiveness truly something. The fiery red hair, the delectable pale skin, adorable freckles. Even her small breasts were a turn on, besides, Chris' weren't that big either. Seeing Caitlyn naked made it all the more real, the attraction only growing as she had a chance to take in the incredible sight before her. She wanted to admire it more, take it all in slowly and explore every inch of the beautiful white skin, but her wolf and Caitlyn's weren't going to allow that, her wolf refused to do anything but torment a plead out of Cait, and Caitlyn's wolf was too busy whining, and quickly begging, to allow Chris to go slow. It was almost infuriating, not being able to kiss her more, lick and bite at her neck and ear, play with her breasts. It only drove her to snarl, hating that her first time with Caitlyn, a moment she had started to believe would be an eternal fantasy, was being rushed.

At least Caitlyn was being honest though, begging so desperately, bucking her hips. "Just remember who is claiming you Caitlyn... You're mine now and there's no going back." While her wolf was in control, and she knew it was Cait's first heat and her actions weren't fair, the bit of Chris' human side that was still making decisions was making her claim more clear than ever. After this there was no going back, Caitlyn was going to be hers no matter what. She didn't make her sister agree though, they were both too impatient to wait, and as Chris captured her lips once more she shoved two of her slender fingers up into Caitlyn's needy body. It was so hot and tight that Chris' wolf was going crazy, such a desire to claim the virgin hole, knowing her sister had never been with another... It had her wolf thrashing at the cage once more. It was growing so very difficult to control it and she was starting to get rough as a result, fingers slamming inside of Caitlyn as hard as they possibly could.

Chris had other desires as well. She pulled her lips from Caitlyn's, a tiny grin on her features as she tugged on the lower lip with her teeth. "Good bitch." Was all she said before lowing her down a ways, giving her arm more room to finger fuck her sister, and putting her mouth in line with gorgeous breasts. Oh how often she had found herself staring at Caitlyn over the years. She had always wanted to have her like this, to touch and lick the perky tits. She didn't even have to think of what to do, instinct alone driving her as lips and teeth clamped down around one of the nipples. She began grinding her teeth over the hardened nub as her tongue swirled around the tip, the older wolf moaning softly around it. This was it, her fantasies were all coming true, Chris was atop her sister, listening to sweet moans and needy pleas, Caitlyn was hers...
 
Maybe if her mind wasn’t so addled with lust, Caitlyn would have been able to properly process the gravity of Chris’ words. A future filled with social stigma didn’t seem nearly as bad as the immediate problems of the incessant pounding between her legs, the raw lust that consumed her entire body with flames of desire, and the ache in her lower belly that would not be satisfied until she was thoroughly fucked. Thankfully Chris didn’t give her all that much time to think about the repercussions of this act either; her lips were taken once more by a passionate, brain-melting kiss. “Ahh!” Caitlyn sobbed against Chris’ mouth in a mixture of relief and pain. She had only been using one slender finger on herself earlier, so two fingers roughly stretching her virgin sex had her clawing at Chris’ back. Having been playing with herself for so long though had her pussy soaking wet, so the feeling of pain soon subsided and gave way to the pleasure that the younger wolf so desperately needed.

“Don’t stop! Please!” She was never this loud, not even on days when everyone had left the house and she got a rare slice of free time to herself. But Chris’ fingers felt so good around her that she couldn’t stop herself from begging for more. “Chrisssss!” Caitlyn hissed as blunt teeth tortured a sensitive pink nipple. She knew who was claiming her, she hadn’t forgotten…but her wolf made her ignore the fact that this was her adopted sister. As twisted as this may be, she needed it, desperately needed the rough fucking that only her big strong Alpha could provide.

It didn’t take much longer, Caitlyn was still very sensitive from the hours and hours and hours that she had been frantically masturbating in a feeble attempt to take the edge off of her heat. A few more powerful pumps of Chris’ fingers had the young girl was screaming in pure ecstasy and wildly bucking on the bed. One hand dug roughly into her sister’s back while the other laced fingers into her hair, nails raking against her scalp. A flood of wetness burst from her sex, her whole body trembling with the strength of her orgasm. But still, her legs stayed open, the horny little bitch would not be satisfied until she had been made to pass out.
 
A perfect storm of lust and passion were doing a fantastic job of keeping Chris from tapping in to that 'sane' side of her conscious, of having her rationality even try and combat her desires. There was nothing that could make her stop now that she had what she had wanted for years... Even if it was a life changing choice she had made with lust, in the moment, right after deciding it wasn't worth losing her sister. No, to her primal side, her wolf, the love and desire to claim was above all else, the only thing that mattered. So when Caitlyn cried out, the sounds of pleasure quickly dominating those of discomfort from her tight, virgin sister, Chris lost what little reservation she was still grasping onto. Caitlyn didn't need to beg her not to stop, she wasn't going to be stopping while they had the house to themselves, not until one of them couldn't go anymore, and with her stamina Caitlyn stood no chance.

"Mine!" She growled, the sound of her wolf peeking out from behind the curtain, entire body shivering with a twisted delight as nails dug in to her flesh, the pain and claiming nature, while most likely involuntary, was a reaffirming push for the French Alpha to be... Rougher... Truly claim Caitlyn. The moment her sister came down from the orgasm she growled and shot up, grabbing Caitlyn in her strong arms and moved out of the room and right in to hers. She threw Caitlyn down on the bed and practically ripped the drawer off her dresser, getting in and rooting under her clothes. She came back up with a medium sized pink dildo. "Mine..." She repeated, lower and more serious than ever, calming down a bit now that she had what she needed and the sight of Cait on her bed. "All of you belongs to me." As she reached Caitlyn she reached down and grabbed her chin, keeping her in place as she gave her little sister another deep, needy kiss. When she broke contact, the loss of Caitlyn's soft lips drawing a brief whimper from the Alpha, she pushed the younger alpha back on the bed.

It didn't take Chris long to crawl back on the bed and hover over Caitlyn, leaning down and biting her chest, teasing her adorable bosom and kissing up to her neck, so very tempted to deepen the mark but realizing it would give everything away... Anna and Clara were much too smart for their own good at times. "Your virginity is mine..." She growled, nipping an earlobe before pressing her lips to Caitlyn's ear. "Relax for me sis..." It was all she said before nipping at the cute ear once more and lowering down to kiss at Caitlyn's stomach, and soon her gorgeous lower lips. Chris wasn't foolish. She wasn't experienced, but she had taken time to explore her interest in the opposite sex, namely Caitlyn, so she had an idea of what she was doing... And she didn't go right for the toy, instead sliding her tongue inside hot folds, intent on exploring and tasting every inch before finally shoving the toy inside and truly taking every bit of Caitlyn she could... She would have her sister cumming over and over. She would burn the pleasure into Caitlyn's mind.
 
"Wha? Whoa!" Caitlyn yelped in surprise as she was suddenly yanked from her post orgasmic haze and scooped right off the mattress. She whimpered, turned to look over her sister's shoulder and looked forlornly at her bed as Chris carried her away. All the girl wanted was to have a marathon of orgasms, not be interrupted by whatever surprise Chris had for her. It was a little bit of a turn on though to be in the arms of such a strong Alpha...Caitlyn was fairly strong too, stronger than a beta anyways, but that wasn't anything compared to the sexy raw power of her older sister.

She squeaked as she was tossed onto the bed, the smaller wolf scrambling to sit up and collect herself while Chris fished around in bed drawer for something. One glance at the dildo that the older girl has found was akin to spilling an entire bucket of water onto Caitlyn. That thing wasn't going to fit inside of her! She nervously inched backwards onto the bed, her wolf desperately wanting the toy the Chris had but her human was a little less certain. She was a virgin and she wasn't quite sure she wanted Chris to be her first, wasn't sure she was ready. Doesn't mom always say that it's a gift? What better person to give our virginity to than someone who truly appreciates and loves us like Chris." Her wolf tried to appeal to the logical side of the human half and in their current state of being in heat, it didn't take much convincing. Besides, her sister was grabbing her chin and kissing her roughly, easing all of her worries; she was safe with Chris.

Relax...relax... Guh she couldn't relax though, even as she was guided to lay down. She was too afraid of the size of the toy to relax. But now Chris was looming over her body, helping put her at ease. The older girl's tongue exploring her hot tight depths felt too good to resist. Caitlyn's entire body was trembling from the new sensation that was so unlike her own fingers. She spread her legs out wider, wanting more...but apparently Chris took that as a signal that she was ready for the toy. Still soaking wet, at least the toy was well lubricated, but the girl's virgin slit was so tight that the penetration made her whimper, her eyes screwing shut and a few tears of pain stinging her eyes as Caitlyn took in a few haggard breaths.
 
Having her sister in her arms, on her bed, it was incredible, a fantasy come to life, and while Chris had her reservations about taking the girl's virginity without a second thought, her wolf knew what it wanted and the human side didn't exactly disagree... She wanted Caitlyn to be hers, and claiming her in such a way felt right. She wanted to ensure Caitlyn felt good as well, though it was impossible to have the first part be pleasant. She comforted the younger Alpha as it began, nipping and licking her thighs and as awkward as she managed to make the positioning for herself, she quickly moved up to kiss and nuzzle her little sister's face as she pushed the dildo deeper inside, careful not to let it hurt the girl unnecessarily. She licked tears away from shut eyes, smiling down at her even thought Caitlyn couldn't see her. "I love you Cait..." She repeated it, over and over, softer and softer, lips pressing against her sister's ear and by the time it was too soft to hear it had been done, the worst was over... The toy was to the hilt and Caitlyn's virginity had been taken.

The knowledge that she had been the one to claim her sister first filled Chris with euphoria, the older wolf shivering in delight as she began slowly moving the toy in and out, nipping at Caitlyn's ear and neck as she started lowering back down, biting and licking every inch of flesh between where the had been and where she was going, neck, shoulder, incredible breasts, Caitlyn's smooth, gorgeous stomach... All the way down to where the toy resided, still being used ever so gently, trying to get her sister use to the feel before she truly showed her how amazing it could feel... But she knew neither or their wolves would tolerate slow, forgiving thrusts for long. Chris could feel her own wolf thrashing about, demanding she make their bitch scream... She had a feeling the need to really be fucked would soon envelop Caitlyn, a heat being a difficult thing to fight. "I love you." She said it one more time, a small smile up hoping to catch Caitlyn starting to enjoy it, a single look before moving her lips up to focus on her sister's clit, the little nerve bundle looking far too lonely to be left alone.

Mine... The voice was calling out. Mine... It kept repeating the same word, over and over, Chris having more and more trouble controlling it as the desires being fed to her matched up more and more with what she wanted to do. At first it had been easy, slow thrusts, gentle kisses and licks, but it was quickly becoming harder to resist the urges coming at her from both sides. Her teeth began to tease Caitlyn's clit, hand speeding up ever so slightly, tempo rising still, teeth starting to grind, a bit more force being put behind each thrust... Then, as her will weakened her eyes flashed gold yet again, teeth beginning to tug and grind over the sensitive little bud and the dildo was shoved inside Caitlyn, a slapping sound from the force, all the while Chris looking up from her position between Caitlyn's legs, watching her... Watching was belonged to her... What she would have given in that moment to have the proper tools to truly claim her little sister. She would just have to work all the harder without it to satisfy her horny little bitch... Having her face right down in Caitlyn's sex during a heat may have been contributing to Chris' attitude change... She wasn't able to hold herself back any longer.
 
Why the hell did anyone have penetration ever?! It hurt, it hurt and she didn't like it. All she wanted was more gentle licks to her sensitive clit and maybe a finger or two buried inside of her to simulate being claimed. At least the change in position was much appreciated, all Caitlyn had been able to focus on was the dull, throbbing pain between her legs as the toy stretched out her virgin hole. With Chris' face now even with hers though, she could distract herself with the feather-light nuzzles and kisses from her sister. The affection made her smile even though she was in pain. She threw her arms around the older Alpha, making the position even more awkward for a moment just so that she could hug her and kiss her back. "I love you too, Chris." The response was automatic, words that had been exchanged so freely for the past 11 years. Slowly but surely, Caitlyn began to really relax and calm down, her breathing and heartbeat were still fast, but it wasn't the jagged breaths and thready beat from earlier.

"I'm ready..." Well as ready as she would ever be she supposed. She still ached but the slow, shallow thrusts were starting to make her wolf restless. Instinct told her that it was going to be better, and so she wanted it to be better right now; the intense need to mate was back again. Grey eyes dotted with gold finally opened up and looked down at her lover who had managed to slide her way back down the redhead's body. They didn't get a chance to keep eye contact for long, Chris' lips wrapped around the stiff point of her clit and the younger girl threw her head back, letting out a loud of ecstasy. Caitlyn was still screaming in pleasure long after her vocal cords had become hoarse what felt like hours later. But somewhere along the way, it all finally became too much; the younger wolf passed out, absolutely exhausted.

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"Girls?" Anna called out as she entered the house, a few bags of groceries with her, as well as a little black one that had Caitlyn's new toy in it. She hadn't gotten her daughter anything crazy, just a simple vibrator that wouldn't be long enough for her girl to break her hymen with. "Chris? Can you come help me put the groceries away?" She didn't bother asking for Caitlyn, knowing that the girl would either be passed out from her meds or frantically masturbating in an attempt to satisfy her heat. When Chris came out the older wolf smiled. "Have you seen your sister yet? Or is she still locked up in her room." At least the smell of a young female in heat hadn't filled the entire house, that must mean the medication that she had given her daughter was working, even though it probably wasn't the correct dose. "She's going through her first heat...I made an appointment for her to go to the doctor tomorrow morning and if she feels up to it she can go to school for the second half of the day. But I want you to make sure you keep an eye on her... Don't let boys go sniffing around her." For Chris' first heat they had just let the girl stay home for the whole week, but they would be hard pressed to get Caitlyn to stay home because she loved her classes so much. At least Chris could be there to watch her and protect her.
 
Caitlyn finally growing accustomed to the toy had opened up an entirely new set of things for Chris to try without worrying about it being painful, and she took full advantage. Sure Chris exuded confidence, and she was doing this to her sister like it was natural... But that was just it, she had always been obsessed with her sister, and aside from making out and feeling up one other girl to see how it felt, she had never done a thing... And the other person had been a poor first kiss, the feelings behind it practically non-existent. With Caitlyn a hug, a touch, it was all better than anything else, and it was because she loved her, and as much as she had tried to distract herself when she was younger, those emotions weren't going to change. Now she didn't have to worry though. Caitlyn was hers, she would never let her go, and it let her try a few of the things and positions she had always wanted to try. She wasn't very creative, she didn't do anything crazy, but eventually Cait passed out and she had to stop, moving back and admiring her gorgeous possession.

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Chris had been exhausted after what happened with Caitlyn. Her jaw was sore, her arm burning, and her desire sated mentally but not even a bit physically. She had gotten what she wanted, finally obtaining the forbidden fruit, but her body hadn't been touched. She didn't have time to take care of her own needs though, Caitlyn came first and that meant major cleanup. She got a dampened washcloth and cleaned her thighs up, tucked her into bed, then went to cleaning up her room and going a few houses down to shove the sheets under some other garbage in a neighbors trashcan. It was going to be hard to explain where they had gone if Anna or Clara noticed, but she had a nice little fib for it they interrogated her about it, lying about smoking in bed and burning a hole, hoping they wouldn't find out. If they didn't she could go buy some to replace them, but she didn't want to count on luck.

By the time Chris finished everything, including taking a shower and spraying enough shit in her room to nullify any trace of Caitlyn's heat, Anna was home. She bolted out of bed at her mother's voice and took one final look around to make sure everything was in order, and then after the minute she would normally take to get her ass down the stairs she did, putting a rather tired and bored look on her face to match the usual indifference towards the day. She wasn't always like that, but it brought the fewest suspicions that something happened... Maybe... Or she was overthinking it. That was better than overthinking however.

"Oh, yeah. I caught a glimpse of her, but I've been wearing headphones most of the day if that tells you anything..." She gave a small chuckle and nodded when Anna told her to keep an eye out. If only her mother knew what she was really going to do if a guy sniffed around her sister... They wouldn't be able to walk again, she would make damn sure of it. Usually people would talk, but Chris had a... Reputation. She was known to be quick to jump to violence and if she didn't have the Chaumont family name, well known parents, and an angel for a sister, she would probably have been expelled long ago. Besides, everyone knew not to look at Caitlyn, and that Chris was strong enough to crush just about any other wolf around. She had Clara's raw power, training thanks to Anna, and a personality that let her go full force without hesitation. Yeah... Let them try and sniff around Caitlyn. "I'll rip them apart if they get near her." It was all she said, a sweet smile that didn't do well to hide just how she really felt, which was closer to the words than the expression.

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The next day was a bowl full of awkward, and Chris found herself feeling like shit when it seemed Caitlyn couldn't look at her, and while she wasn't sure if it was embarrassment, or hatred, or even both, she thought the worst. It led to her leaving early, knowing she would see Caitlyn at school later but wanting to run from the silence. Plus it would just be horrible if Anna or Clara noticed they were weird. She wasn't sure it would be over so soon, because she wasn't sure of the reason behind it... She knew the event, just not what about it was making her sister seem a bit distant, and it didn't help that she could still smell the heat, which was about as distracting as anything could be. It was a blessing to get to school, which was a first for Chris.
 
Oh Anna couldn't wait for her daughters to grow out of this teenage phase. There had been a time where both girls had begged and pleaded for her to allow them to help put groceries away, now it was like pulling teeth to get them to help do some chores. "I wish you wouldn't wear those things all the time, you're going to damage your hearing." The older wolf chided gently but was glad that at least Chris didn't have her headphones in at that moment, she hated when the girls immersed themselves in technology and ignored her. "And no ripping anyone apart at school, pup! Your mother and I hate having to sit through those god awful meetings. Plus you're going to start looking at colleges soon, Chris, you need to be on your best behavior." Of course Chris could probably get into any school she liked just because of her family name, but Anna would much prefer her daughter to get into her choice college based on merit rather than trust fund. "Just...you know...scare them a bit, like Uncle Jackson does for the twins."

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Caitlyn took it upon herself to up her dosage right after dinner when she had had the overwhelming urge to go sneak into Chris' room and pounce on her. Such an idea would be bad, very, very bad. But of course too much of the medication had knocked her out cold and she slept for a good 12 hours, only to wake up to the sound of her alarm clock going off for school. She whimpered softly, curling up tightly into a ball as she was finally allowed a moment free from her heat. She had fooled around with her sister, no, not just fooled around, had practically begged for Chris to take her virginity. What the fuck was wrong with her?! Did her wolf have no shame? No sense of right and wrong? She's not mate material! She's my big sister! A few creeping thoughts from her wolf slipped into her mind, that they weren't -really- siblings, not biologically anyways, that Chris was a beautiful, strong Alpha that loved them... The tender thoughts made her stomach twist. She bolted for the bathroom just in time to throw up what few contents she had in her stomach right into the toilet. Poor Caitlyn felt like shit, angry and disappointed at herself. And towards her sister, well, she didn't know what the hell to feel...mostly betrayed she supposed. Chris was supposed to take care of her, was supposed to protect her...and instead she had made a move on her when Caitlyn was most vulnerable. It made her even more nauseous but she had nothing left to throw up, so she walked back towards her room, not meeting her sister's eyes as she passed Chris on the hallway, and then curled up in bed, ready to willingly skip school for the first time in her life.

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"Ready to go hunting tonight bro?" Shane grinned and wrapped his arm around his twin as they walked down the hallway towards their lockers, jostling the other boy about just to piss him off.

"Fuck you." Sacha growled. He hated full moons. Full moons meant that he would have to shift and show everyone his stupid female wolf's form. It wasn't fair! He was strong like his mother, tall like his other mother...and then rather than transform into a behemoth of a werewolf once a month, he turned into a delicate little female. It was absolutely humiliating! "At least I can shift..." The wolf muttered lamely.

"Yeah, I'm really jealous that I don't spawn a vagina outta nowhere." Shane downplayed his envy very well. It often bummed him out that he wasn't able to shift like the majority of his family...but Leslie had taught him how to fight, had taught him how to tap into his mana and be just as strong as his twin brother.
 
Sitting in class was miserable for the young French Alpha. The subject matter was a joke for the bright girl and so it left her with far too much time to think about less joyous things, such as having to look Anna and Clara in the eyes at dinner and breakfast and act like she had Caitlyn's best interests in mind. It had taken some time, some real thinking, but she finally broke past the self-interest barrier and realized the gravity of what she had done. This was her baby sister, the only person who had ever relied on her for protection, to make sure nobody hurt her or took advantage of her. That's exactly what Chris had done. She could blame it on the heat, her wolf, or a number of reasons, but it didn't erase the human side wanting it as well. She had raped her... Maybe not in a traditional sense but that's how it seemed, and after the avoidance from Caitlyn earlier that morning it was how she felt. Love... How could she even claim to love the girl when she did something so horrible. But... She didn't want to lose her, the only conclusion she had yet to reach was which emotion was stronger, her disgust with what she had done, or the inner need to keep Caitlyn close, to not lose her, especially now that it had gone so far.

It wasn't a question a few moments during class could answer, and probably not one she would ever have a clear answer for, so she did anything and everything to try and distract herself, going as far as to pay attention and get a few days of homework done during the time she couldn't stand listening to the teachers, instead working ahead wherever possible. It would all be better when Caitlyn got to school, when she could see her. Yet, not even that happened. It seemed Chris was going to have to live with not knowing what to do and the pain and confusion of what she had already done.

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Rachael peaked her head around the corner to catch a glimpse of the two from behind, a grin on her face as she stalked her prey. She moved around, blending in with the crowd of uniform clad teens, her own uniform prim and proper, aside from the one extra button she kept undone to stop the shirt from strangling her. She dashed past a few other students, narrowing the gap between her and him... Sacha. She had been watching him for some time, a good ten years or so, and it was consensual, kind of. She wasn't a stalker! Just... Not exactly welcomed by the male wolf. She had stopped caring about that fact long ago however, especially considering his family adored her, and she, well she adored the interesting aspects of the somewhat moody male. At least, she enjoyed them enough to constantly bother him and entertain herself in the process.

With him, and at times his brother when they teamed up to poke the bear so to speak, being sources of easy entertainment, her coming up behind them and pouncing on his back with a giggled, "Strength check" was much too familiar. She really was mature! Most of the time, but she let herself cut loose with childhood friends, especially when they had the little, half-serious and half-joke between them that they were going to be mates in the future, their grandparents both being good friends and pushing to have some sort of union to unite them. Usual old people stuff. "So did you guys hear? Apparently we're hunting together tonight." It was unusual for close families, or friends, to hunt together during the full moon, it was safer, but it was a first for them, and while she had been nervous about her secret at first, hearing that Jessie also had a male wolf made her much more comfortable with it all, her mother giving her that small solace when she delivered the news that morning, no doubt another idea from the older generation, pushing to have them grow ever closer. It was exciting.

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Michelle snorted, giggling with her friends like a bunch of bitches as the one girl she couldn't fucking stand walked by. Yep, she was self-aware enough to realize her and the people she hung around were the bitches, but that didn't stop her from enjoying her position as queen bee, it had its perks. Not that they were anything important, private schools had rules and what they considered rebellious was little more than a few too many loose buttons and accessories that played hop-scotch with the line in the sand. Michelle was probably the worst, which really wasn't much of the worst of anything. She kept several buttons undone, enough to where if she bend over her cleavage and the teasing lingerie she often wore could tease whoever she was trying to impress, which lately had been an adorable English teacher she couldn't resist fucking with... Guh, making a girl in her mid-twenties blush and fidget was fun. There were other infractions as well but they were important, like the earrings or hidden tattoos that weren't really hidden beneath the thin white shirt.

"Look what we have here." She grinned, pushing herself off the locker and moving in front of the famous daughter of Arlann and Mara, the mage and wolf combo were sitting snugly at the top of the food chain with clans of much greater lineage, and had powerful friends in the Chaumonts and Sandalios. A lot of people had a bone to pick with that family, mostly because of jealousy. Lykos was not only a huge company, famous among wolves and mages alike, but it was also a pack worthy of respect in size and strength. Most wolves who went to college aimed for Lykos, and mages were starting to do the same, the company once again becoming a pinnacle for union between the factions. Still, while that caused jealousy and tension between those who wanted nothing to do with equality, that wasn't why Michelle hated the girl. She hated her for so many, much more petty, reasons. None of them important anymore, now she used any excuse.

"If it isn't the sluts daughter. Tell me, do you really know which one of them is your other mother? I mean come on, it's not like that whore mage mommy of yours wasn't taking it from several of them." She got a few chuckles from the rest of her group, which didn't do something as ridiculous as circle the girl, but just watched as Michelle went at Jocelyn. She hit low too, bringing up the fact that the other girl's parents had themselves a little harem, news that had come out quite awhile back but hadn't lost any of its appeal as ammunition. "Tell me the truth, you're the daughter of the beta bitch aren't you... Sammie right? The stuttering mess. Yeah, that really seems more like you." She stood there, smile on her face, unconsciously fidgeting with the basketball wristband she wore, smug look of delight on her face. She really did get a sick pleasure out of tormenting Jocelyn.
 
“Jeeesus, fuck!” Sacha cried out just a little too loud and stumbled, narrowly managing to readjust his footing just in time to keep from face planting as Rachael hopped onto his back. The touch was somehow both welcome and offputting… He liked Rachael, had always loved playing with her when they were pups. And when he had stopped spending so much time with his twin when Shane had started chasing girls, Sacha and Rachael had had an opportunity to grow closer. Unfortunately that closeness was what made him uncomfortable as hell… Rachael was looking good, really good. If there was a female that Sacha wanted to be with, she would be it… Unfortunately he didn’t want to be with anyone, not with his condition anyways. “

“Aw isn’t that great Sacha?” Shane looked absolutely delighted by his twin’s misery. “Rachael’s going to hunt with us!” Even though he and Leslie weren’t wolves, they were always invited to be a part of the hunting parties. Taking down an animal with only a knife was damn near impossible though so Shane hadn’t managed any kills on his own, not yet anyways, but he and Leslie were still contributing parts to the hunting party.

Sacha on the other hand was less than pleased. He gulped, actually paling at the news. “Really? Hunting with us? That’s…great…” Fuck my life.

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Jocelyn was prepared to ignore Michelle, like her mother had told her to do after she had gotten stuck in ISS, but hearing the girl’s smug remark about her mothers made her stop in her tracks an turn around, bright blue eyes narrowing dangerously as she glared at the other girl. “You want to talk about sluts? Maybe you should look in the mirror.” Jocelyn snorted. When she had been younger, the wolf had actually been a little nervous that Mara might not be her real mother, especially because of all the rumors that circulated around. ”Not your mother?! If those stripes across your wolf’s back don’t prove that I’m your mother, I don’t know what does.” Of course she could heard her mother’s words in her head, knew that she too had the Maori stripes across her back…so Michelle could go fuck herself, she wasn’t going to rattle her.

Of course there was no denying her mother’s reputation though. Most wolves would have mellowed out after being mated…but because Arlann wasn’t a werewolf, Mara couldn’t bond to her properly. They were married and of course deeply in love…but whenever there was a female in heat around, Mara’s eyes always wandered. At least her hands never did, not without permission from her mate at least. So rather than try to refute what a giant slut her mother was, she just used it as ammo. “What’s the matter? Upset that my mother rather fuck a beta than your pathetic excuse for a father?” Jocelyn spat. She loved Sammie, and Sylvia, and all the extra aunts she had that weren’t actually related to her. But fuck, did her mothers’ complicated relationships ever make her life a living hell at times. Thank God she could at least defend herself. Half wolf, half mage, and just 30 more days left before she went off for her first year at Parekura to compete and prove that she was more than just her mothers’ reputations. “One more fucking month, Michelle. Then I’ll see you at the Unleashed event.” Jocelyn smirked. “Unless you’re as big a pussy as your father is.”

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“Mamá do I really have to go hunting with you guys? I don’t feel good, maybe I should just stay home.”

“Oh no, no no no no no. Like hell you’re staying home. The last time you stayed home with your mother you chewed up the furniture and pissed all over the place.” Jessie frowned at the memory. Sacha had only been a month old, couldn’t even roll over or walk…but once he shifted that boy became a terror that had silently managed to destroy the house while Leslie slept. As a precaution, she felt her son’s forehead just incase but there didn’t appear to be anything wrong with him. “You feel fine mijo.”

“I have a little more control than that now!” Sacha huffed. “And really, my stomach aches.”

“You only think you have control.” Jessie chuckled. “We all think we have control. But really, after the first hour you’ll be going crazy in this house, trust me. And I don’t believe that your stomach hurts for even a second. Now what is the matter? Why don’t you want to go hunting tonight?”

“Sacha doesn’t want to have Rachael see what a lovely bitch he makes.” Shane taunted with a grin, passing by only to raid the refrigerator and rat out his twin.

“Shane! Get your ass to your room right now!” Jessie barked, not appreciating her son’s language at all.

“I was just kidding ma!” He knew better than to argue though and quickly grabbed a tupperware container full of empanadas, then retreated to his room.

“Yeah well your butt is going to see how well my foot likes your kidding in a minute.” It didn’t matter that her boys were technically men now, Jessie would still beat their asses. But disciplining Shane for running his mouth would have to wait until later, right now she had to deal with Sacha who still looked very uncomfortable with the idea of hunting tonight. “Sacha… Being born the way you are is a –

“Blessing, yeah yeah yeah, I know. It sure as hell doesn’t feel like it though.”

Jessie sighed, absolutely hating this part of parenting, she really wasn’t good at it. “Look, Sacha…whether you believe it’s a blessing, lucky, a sign that you have better genetics that need to be passed on, or whatever the hell you want, it doesn’t matter. You are the way you are, there’s no changing that. So you want my advice? Suck it up. If Rachael laughs, then she laughs. So what? You’re going to college in the fall, you won’t even ever have to see her again if you don’t want to in a few months”

Jessie’s advice always had a way of making him feel even worse. But maybe that was the point… Here he was agonizing over something stupid when he should be more worried about Rachael and him growing apart as they went to different schools.
 
Michelle swallowed as she looked at Jocelyn, a bit startled by how little her taunts were phasing the other girl. She had imagined more anger, perhaps some shock, maybe even an upset look that she could revel in. None of that happened though, instead she stood there looking a bit like an idiot, insulted by the very wolf she had sought to hurt. Fucking bitch. Yeah she knew her father was a pussy, he talked big but her mother was stronger, and she was stronger, and she was nothing like him! Truth be told she was jealous of Jocelyn as well, she didn't really know what a happy home life was like, and her father had never quite let the mishap with Mara and Arlann go. Not to mention a harem sounded more sexy than anything negative to the young wolf... She did often have those porn fantasies though, wishing the world was just a little more similar to a good porno. "A month?" She smirked, "Not sure why we need to wait for a month, I wouldn't mind kicking your ass right here. If you want to wait and let me do it in front of a crowd I'll be more than happy too though... More than happy."

Michelle actually knew how to fight, not being all talk by any means, even if she seemed that way at times. She was naturally athletic, in fantastic shape from basketball and soccer, as well as constantly swimming at home, and had been forced to box from a young age, her father's obsession causing him to push her... And develop a bit of a drinking problem along the way. Really she was surprised her parents were still together, they weren't happy even if they put on appearances for the public. "Just don't run crying to your mommies when I beat your ass." She took a few steps forward leaning in and whispering in Jocelyn's ear, "I'm going to tear you apart." She pushed past Jocelyn after that, signalling to her little group as she walked away, smug and overconfident that she could humiliate Jocelyn, even if there was no doubt the girl came from incredible stock.

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It was a little disappointing that Sacha seemed so unhappy with the news she would be joining them. Lately it seemed he pulled away, even if they had become closer. Like they knew more about one another but he was holding back, but she was too. Whatever his secret was it couldn't have been as horrible as her secret... Her male wolf. She had never been ashamed before, but as the hunt drew closer she felt her nerves creep up. Would he still like her once he learned the truth? That her wolf was male, that when she turned she was no longer female. It made her sick to her stomach, but it was too late, she couldn't say no now, not after being so excited and having agreed to go. She had to get it over with.

When it finally came time to meet up the fears arose again, her stomach tight, clinging to the hope that it wouldn't be so bad considering Jessie had the same condition... Plus the fact that Leslie adored her and if one of her boys was mean she would most likely smack some sense into the back of their heads. Still, it didn't remove the insecurity entirely, but as everyone arrived she found herself seeking her usual comfort, slinking up and clinging to Sacha, pouting against his shoulder and chewing on his shirt when he didn't pay attention... Not really having anything to say but being a bit of an attention hog when it came to the young man. "Exciting huh?" She asked hesitantly, unsure herself. They were about to turn in front of each other for the first time... And he would finally know her secret.
 
Caitlyn didn’t want to see or talk to anyone, to the point where she had actually pitched a fit and –screamed- at Anna to get the hell out of her room when her mother had used her lunch break to come home and check on her. Anna of course gave her a little verbal reprimand but ultimately backed off, figuring that it was the medication causing her daughter to have mood swings and loss of appetite. It wasn’t Caitlyn’s meds though…well maybe a little bit…but most of her growing depression and anger were stemming from what she had done with Chris. If she tried to rationalize it by acknowledging that they weren’t really related, then she grew sad at the fact that she was adopted. If she tried to explain it all away as something that had just been a byproduct of her heat, then she got mad at Chris for taking advantage of her. So now matter what she did, she felt shitty.

Her day off from school was divided between staring at her wall and sleeping. She wished she could sleep more…dying crossed her mind for a moment; eternal sleep looking like a pretty good option right about now. Unfortunately that would require more courage and commitment than she actually had. So what the hell was she supposed to do? Internalize this forever until she just exploded? There wasn’t anyone she could talk to, not about stuff like this; as lame as it was, Chris was her best friend, her one true confidant. Her heart clenched and she sniffled, totally missing the sound of the front door opening and only noticing that someone else was in the house when she heard her bedroom door creak open, “Go away.” Caitlyn croaked out, catching just a glimpse of Chris before she pulled the blanket over her head to hide. She had always done this, ever since she was little, just move to hide under her covers and pillows whenever she was really sad or upset.

When Chris didn’t move right away, Caitlyn growled, low and feral, she wasn’t messing around. She’d lose in a fight, she knew she would, but she really didn’t want her big sister near her right now, or maybe even ever again. So she’d gladly risk a little bodily harm if it would give her some more alone time.
 
Chris didn't pity herself, she only hated herself more as the day went on, the sick to her stomach feeling that had begun to develop quickly becoming more severe, and by the time she made it home she was practically white in the face and shaking. Not literally but she had been unable to think of anything else, especially when Anna never showed up at all. Her little sister never missed school, on principle and because she was a bit of a good girl. For her to not show up... Chris had a good idea of what she was going home to. Caitlyn must have been feeling disgusted, sad, angry, and a whole list of other emotions she didn't deserve to feel, and it was all because of her. Chris didn't like that truth, even if there was no avoiding or denying it. She had to accept it, and come to terms with what she had done. She loved Caitlyn, adored her on a level far above familial love, but what she had done... There was probably no going back. She was going to lose Caitlyn... At least that was the thought constantly running through her head, and it was enough to throw her into a tailspin.

She truly loved Caitlyn, and while Chris would never have admitted it, the younger alpha was more than the woman she was in love with, she was her best friend, and Caitlyn was her savior. Without the other girl she would have given in to heartbreak and loneliness long ago. She did love Clara and Anna, they were her mothers, but Caitlyn had been the true salvation for the French alpha. Without Cait she would have disappeared, and nobody held a more special place in her heart than her little sister. That level of affection only made her feel driven in to a corner to try and salvage something though, and by the time she got home and opened up the door to Caitlyn's room she was having difficulty keeping it together. The older girl was practically shaking and found herself buckling to nerves a bit as her sister made it clear she wanted nothing to do with her.

"No." It was all she could think of to say as she stepped in to the room, slowly moving towards the bed to tug at the blanket like she would do any other time she upset Caitlyn, which was rare but happened... Chris could lack the tact to keep feelings from being hurt. This time was different though and she knew it, cautious of the feral growl as she tried to slowly peel away the sheets. "Please Cait... Please... Please talk to me." She was falling short, her usual silver tongued, know it all approach to conversation failing her when she needed it most. "I..." She almost said 'love you' but stopped, knowing enough to realize that would be a big fucking mistake. Instead she went with something just as honest with a little less hypocrisy, "I need you... I don't think I can survive knowing you hate me."
 
“DON’T TOUCH ME!” It was loud, louder than she had meant it to be, but the very idea of Chris touching her again frightened Caitlyn. She had liked it, had gotten pleasure from it, had –wanted- it…that was the most disturbing part of what had happened. So she snatched the blanket back, drawing it around her like a shield, trying her hardest to not let Chris graze even the smallest bit of porcelain skin. “Get out! Get out and just leave me alone!” The younger wolf’s voice trembled with emotion as she spat out the order. “It’s not fair Chris! You’re not allowed to just come in here and act all sad, like this is hurting you as much as it is hurting me. So just get the hell out.”

Grey eyes that were bloodshot from crying all day finally peeked out from under the covers just so that she could glare harshly at her older sister. There was no talking Caitlyn down from her rage, no soothing away her sorrows with sweet words, and no amount of apologies were going to fix anything. Chris had broken the bond between them.


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“Man, this is such a bad fucking idea.” Shane growled as he pushed down harder on the gas. Sacha’s plan had been to arrive late to the hunt…but the twins always ran late, so now they had even less time to get their asses over there. The sun was now setting and Shane was starting to get nervous that his twin would just shift right in the car. “You’re going to get raped and I’m going to get eaten, all because you’re being a fucking pussy.” Their mother would always nuzzle them after she turned, make sure they all smelled like her so that no one would mess with them once their instincts took over. Now they were going to be too late for that precaution and they were going to be fucked!!

“Just chill, we’ll be fine.” Alright, so maybe this was a little dangerous, but having Rachael see him shift was terrifying as fuck. He’d risk having to run away from the advances of a male if it meant that his childhood friend wouldn’t see his form. And as for Shane getting eaten, well…his twin knew how to fight, they always stuck together, there was little reason for him to be freaking out about someone mistaking him for a meal.

The boys parked at a trailhead that was frequented by humans so that their car didn’t look suspicious. But rather than go towards the trail, they ran the opposite way, bushwhacking a path deep in the woods and towards the river that their mother always took them to to hunt.

“Hey!” A voice behind them made the twins jump and whirl around. Before them stood a grizzly looking older man with a scarred face who eyed them warily. His hand moved towards his belt that glinted with a knife and no doubt housed a firearm as well. “What’re you boys doing out here? Woods are a dangerous place after dark you know…”

“Oh, uh, you know. Looking for our campsite. Have you seen a couple of girls out here? Blonde and brunette? We’re with them.” Shane was by far the better liar of the pair, but even he wouldn’t rely on the fib to get them out of trouble when there was a psychopath in the woods. So he started backing away, ready to sprint if the man made any further movement for his gun.

The hunter smirked. He ran into a surprisingly large amount of teenagers in the woods, all of them using it as a venue for hook ups. “Can’t say I have…when you find them, you all should head back to your car. Forest isn’t safe tonight-“

Sacha was starting to panic. He could feel his skin starting to crawl, knew that he was only seconds away from a transformation that he couldn’t stop. He grabbed at Shane and ran, dragging his twin only a few steps in retreat before his entire body shifted, transforming into the dusky red and black Iberian wolf that was signature to his pack. Shane barely let him get onto all fours before jumping onto his back and nudging his ribs like he was a horse. “Move fuckhead!” Shane yelped, and Sacha didn’t need to be told twice. He dove forward, charging away, deeper into the forest. A loud BANG! from a gun rang out and he heard the bullet whiz by his ear. Fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck!!!

“MOOOMMMMMMM!!!!” Shane hollered, knowing that his twin couldn’t howl for the pack as he struggled to breathe with his weight on his back.
 
Chris had seen Caitlyn mad, been on the receiving end of it, but never before in her life had she felt so absolutely terrified. It wasn't that being hurt scared her, or even the anger itself, it was what the look and the tone told her about how Cait was feeling, and she finally got it. The truth hit her like a truck, that she was no longer trusted... And without trust they had nothing. There was no sisterly bond, no lovers bond, no best friends bond. She was isolated, and she could feel a panic attack coming on, and the only person who could calm her down was the one who didn't want anything to do with her. She started backing up, fear expressing itself on her face, stumbling over anything in her way as she moved to the door. Her breath was becoming labored and she grabbed for the door handle, a choked, "I'm so sorry Caitlyn" barely escaping her mouth as she slid out the crack in the door the second it was large enough to let her.

She nearly fell over herself dashing to her room, the usually strong alpha feeling like a weak little girl again as the panic of losing the most important person in her life took hold. Her chest was tight, her head light and mind jumbled. By the time she made it to her bed she was quickly spiraling downwards, having her first real panic attack in awhile and finding herself alone, with nobody to help her through it... Not the comforting touch of her sister or the sweet calming words. She had destroyed the bond, Caitlyn didn't feel safe, didn't want to be touched, didn't want to look at her... All unavoidable when they lived in the same place and attended the same school. It was all her fault... In her mind, with this much disdain, she couldn't help but think rape was the right word, and that Caitlyn must be terrified. She wanted to die, and even when the panic attack finally started to subside, it didn't bring with it happy thoughts.

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The hunt was always a pain in the ass, especially for Leslie. She couldn't turn but she felt like a family needed to do things together, that or Jessie had said it so many damn times she thought it was her own idea at that point. She found ways to keep herself entertained, when she wasn't watching over her family and keeping them safe... Or getting shoved against a tree somewhere and roughly claimed by her horny mate. Usually they tried to have a really long session the day before a hunt to make it easier, but some nights she didn't get a break until the forced transformation ended. She was always prepared though, gun and sword ready for any situation. So when she heard a gunshot and the voice of one of her babies... Well she reacted as fast if not faster than any wolf, dashing off in the direction of the sound without a moments thought.

When she finally sound them she could see who was following them, no doubt another hunter, but one who didn't seem terribly discriminatory, taking a shot at her the moment she was noticed and forcing the woman to slam up against a tree to avoid getting hit, drawing her own pistol in the process and preparing to put one between his eyes. Killing wasn't great practice, and she had calmed down a bit after having kids, but Leslie still had the slight sociopath streak, where killing someone seemed like a much less serious matter than it was by normal accounts. What stopped her though was something completely unexpected... A wolf darting in and slamming in to the hunter, sending him flying right in to a tree with a sickening snap... Probably not his neck but that arm was probably fucked, and he wasn't getting up anytime soon. Luckily she had Jessie's scent on her, for way too many reasons, and didn't feel that intimidated, but even with a clear head it took her a moment to remember... Sacha's friend was joining them, and the girl had a wolf like Jessie's. "Wow..." She muttered, eyebrow raised as she took in the other of a rare breed. Sacha was in trouble... Poor kid.

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Rachael had also decided to get a late start on the evening, orchestrating a late arrival by holding up her parents. It had allowed her to shift prior to seeing Sacha and Shane, trying her best to not let them see her become that... She was not a female wolf, but a male, well not all male. She had the upper chest, a feminine-ish figure, but down below she had a rather large... Thing. An untouched thing. So the moment after she finished the attacker her horny wolf turned to look at the female... And then up at the male on top... And back to the female... Holy shit, it was Sacha. Immediately her eyes glimmered and she went barreling forward, moving over by Sacha's side and practically drooling. She wasn't the only freak! His mom, him, her horror over shifting had been for nothing and... Well, Sacha had always been rather cute, but seeing a female wolf... She was erect and sniffing around him before Shane even had a chance to get off... Oh, and squealing excitedly on the inside.
 
Jessie always turned into a big dumb dog whenever the full moon came out. When she voluntarily shifted, she kept a little more of her human consciousness intact and therefore had more self-control. But when the light of the moon forced her body to change, her mind became wild, her focus staying only on fighting, feeding, and fucking. She would snarl and snap at anyone who came too close to her pups or her mate, try her hardest to track down a nice large deer that would be enough to feed her pack…and then once her hunger was sated and she had groomed herself a bit, she would always pounce ontop of Leslie and fuck her mate until the sun came up.

So when gunshots rang out, Jessie snarled and turned towards the noise, ready to go destroy whoever had the gall to threaten her pack. Leslie was one step ahead of her, the human running towards the commotion just as fast as the werewolf now was. The sight that greeted her made her heart sink. There were her boys! Getting chased by some psychopath that was firing shots at anything that moved, including her beloved mate. Jessie roared, ready to charge forward if only to draw the gunfire away from her family…but she didn’t need to, another wolf, one who she hadn’t thought would be coming charged in to save her boys.

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Fuck Shane’s fatass! Werewolf strength or not, Sacha’s female wolf form was not built for hauling around a human on it’s back for an extended period of time. For a moment Sacha thought about tossing his 200 pound brother off; after all, the hunter wanted him, not his human twin. But he couldn’t do that; mostly because it was taking all of his focus to not stumble on any of the fallen limbs and roots that littered his path…and probably a little bit because he loved his brother or some junk like that. So he kept running, as hard and as fast as he could, praying that one or both of their mothers would hear all of Shane’s yelling and come save them.

Neither woman came. Their savior turned out to be a male, one who had headbutted the hunter straight into a tree and knocked him out cold. Sacha collapsed now that the danger was over, the wolf breathing hard and willing his brother to get off of his back so that they could evaluate the new threat of a new male around them…a male that smelled quite familiar.

“Weird. So. Fucking. Weird.” Shane had seen his mother in her wolf form enough to know that this creature sniffing around his brother wasn’t actually a male wolf that had saved them. And Sacha wasn’t running away in horror at the sight of the erect cock nestled between the large animal’s legs, so there must be a scent on the other wolf that he recognized. “Well, this is creepy. I’m going to go.” Yeah, his brother was on his own, Shane was going to go find the rest of the pack and see if anyone had killed anything yet, he was fucking starving.

Sacha made a whining sound, not wanting his brother to leave him here, alone, with a horny wolf that kept trying to get around to his backside. But it was too late, Shane was gone, and now he was left here alone with this wolf that smelled so familiar…like…Rachael...Rachael?! Rachael was like him?! It made his ears perk up in excitement…though when he finally caught a glimpse of what his friend was packing between his legs, his good mood immediately dropped. No way! No way was he going to be the bitch. Na uh, not happening. He tucked his tail between his legs and huffed, trying to hide how swollen and we his slit was, and turning to nudge Rachael’s sniffing nose away from him and give her a little bite.

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“Aw come on, not you guys too!” Shane rolled his eyes, not even really that disgusted by the sight of his werewolf mother trying to mount his human one. He had become desensitized to the image over the years. “Whatever. Just, where the hell is everyone?” After Jessie cocked her head in the direction of the pack, he started heading off that way.
 
As excited as Rachael was about knowing Sacha would understand her situation, there was one thing more incredible than any amount of understanding... How fucking cute he was. She had thought he was cute before, but being a woman suited him more than it should, and she licked and nuzzled at him as she took in the completely feminine scent. She was so horny, having been without sex for so long, it was difficult when she had both a male and female urges begging her, demanding she satisfy them. When Sacha whined Rachael couldn't help herself, a low growl coming from her throat as she began nipping and nuzzling at the female wolf's neck. God, he smelt so good, the arousal dripping from Sacha's core easily picked out by Rachel, and his tail did little to hide what both of them wanted. It was strange, earlier she had been horrified of him learning the truth, and suddenly she was having a hard time stopping herself from shoving him down and ravaging him. Nothing about life was normal when it came to being a wolf... This was the night where urges meant more than anything else.

So when Sacha made a move against what Rachael's wolf wanted, she bit him hard, right on the neck, moving around behind him and biting again, this time in a more dominating way, as if to show she had the upper hand. She wasn't forcing it though, despite the fact that her hard cock was pressing in to his backside. She was aware, even if struggling to have her awareness count for anything, gently whinging from behind, hard member rubbing up and down from behind as she nuzzled and silently begged for him to do what he knew he wanted and let their desires take control... It wasn't like they didn't have some serious sexual tension building lately anyways, even if in their human forms it would be a tad bit different from the current scene... It was weird, but nothing demanded obedience more than wolf urges when the moon let them loose. She wasn't sure she would be able to hold back even if she said no, she was already rock hard and poised to enter her childhood friend.
 
Aw come on! This shit wasn’t even fair! In real life he was a good head taller than Rachael and while he wasn’t as muscular as his twin, he was still in pretty damn good shape. But now…now he was slender, feminine…guh…and shorter than her male wolf?! AND he had breasts for fuck’s sake!! Nothing large, but definite swells that couldn’t be mistaken for sagging pectoral muscles. It was humiliating, there wasn’t anything he could do other than run for his life if a male wolf tried to make advances on him. The thought was there, the whole running idea seemed like a good one…but, well, he liked Rachael, had always really liked her and had always been too scared to do anything about it because he didn’t want to fuck their friendship up. So he stayed…even though her advances made his ears droop and another whine catch in his throat because this all was so very unfair.

At least she was being nice about it…kinda. The reprimanding bites stung but not in a purely unpleasant way. And Rachael wasn’t forcing herself on him, not really, he knew that she could be doing a lot worse than she was right now. The other Alpha was nuzzling against him, marking him with her scent. She was whining, asking for permission…though her cock was already pressed against his slit so he really didn’t see the point in asking for permission when only one good thrust would bury her shaft inside.

Sacha huffed softly in thought, he’d had sex before but never this way, Rachael would be the first to ever claim his wolf’s form…the idea was actually quite nice. He liked her…but still, there was no fucking way that he was going to bend over and take it like a good bitch, especially not for his first time when he was sure that he would be painfully tight. And Rachael was kinda big…really big…enough that he was extra cautious about the whole thing. So his wolf could crave submission all it wanted, but Sacha wasn’t going to give in, not this time anyways. He turned quickly around, snapping his teeth at Rachael, trying to catch her off guard and off balance so that he could knock her over and onto her back.

Once Sacha had taken control, he rolled his hips, letting Rachael’s straining shaft run through his soaked folds. Golden eyes peered down at his childhood friend and he wuffed softly ”If you cum inside me I swear I am going to end you.” There wasn’t really a birth control for him that would work, and if Rachael accidentally got him pregnant with her overeager wolf, he was going to be royally pissed off about it. Of course his wolf didn’t think it would be so bad, she would make a great mate…but Sacha stamped out that thought before it took hold and had him begging for Rachael’s cum. He had to try to remain in control…steeled and ready, he reached between them, taking hold of Rachael’s cock in his surprisingly delicate paw. He lifted his body and lined her up, only teasing his friend for a moment before he began to sink down onto the thick shaft, only wincing slightly at the pain.
 
Rachael wasn't exactly sure what she was trying to do, her experience with anything sexual was null, a fact partially due to the fact that she had always doted on Sacha, any boyfriend she ever had eventually getting fed up with it and ending things. Her wolf knew what it wanted though, it knew exactly what it wanted, and each passing second had the minimal human side, concerned about what doing this would do to their relationship, starting to agree with the more confident wolf. Where she was a bit concerned, and honestly a bit freaked out about being in her male form for her first time, the wolf inside her kept insisting, as if it knew how good it was going to feel and how ridiculous her worry was. Still, as in control as her wolf was in that moment, it was still Rachael, and she had never been one to opt for a fight if she didn't have to, not against wrestling a good fun, but not really violent in any sense. So when Sacha made a move to switch their positions she yelped in surprise but didn't do anything to stop him, being on her back before and looking up with needy eyes.

It was torture when Sacha began rolling his hot folds across her bulging shaft, her consuming needs made so much worse than usual, her crush on Sacha, the fact that her male wolf had never been taken care of, and of course, the scent of a horny female wolf. Sure Sacha was a man, but she couldn't help but think he was the most adorable little thing, feminine and delicious. She persevered though, grinning up at him as he threatened her if she happened to lose her self-control. She chose to ignore him and do something to piss him off like she usually would, a teasing "You're adorable... I always knew you'd make a great girl." She couldn't help it, he was her Sacha, it was so much fun to tease him, and it was kind of true. When he finally engulfed her cock everything changed, her wolf leaping to take absolute control, hands shooting up and grabbing Sacha's hips as a low sound of satisfaction escaped Rachael's mouth. It felt so fucking good. She knew it wouldn't be pleasant, but she couldn't stop as she pushed her hips up, inserting the entirety of herself in to the incredibly tight hole... Already feeling the throbbing of her cock. She wouldn't last long, it was going to be pathetic, and she was torn between trying to not be completely unsatisfying and the desire of her wolf to ignore everything but self-satisfaction, an argument that wasn't going so well as she began to instinctively move her hips up and down, whining as she strained herself not to go too fast and ruin it.
 
Shane was kind of a big man whore, and had been that way for the past two years. So Sacha had lost his virginity awhile ago just to get rid of it, unwilling to give his twin anything more ammo to tease him with than he already had. His first time had been a pretty big disappointment: two nervous, bumbling virgins…he had cum embarrassingly early and she hadn’t orgasmed until much, much later. But this time would be different, this time he knew what he was doing…sorta…he knew what Rachael was supposed to be doing anyways.

“I would be nice if I were you. Or I won’t let you fuck me and you can experience the joy of blue balls.” Sacha shot back. He wasn’t adorable! Well, maybe a little… Stupid female body… Why couldn’t he at least be sexy in this form? Why did he have to have big doe eyes, giant ears, and a pelt that made him look more like a cute little fox rather than a big ferocious wolf? Rachael seemed to like it and he didn’t know whether to be flattered or infuriated by that fact.

“W-wait!” Sacha panicked at the rough grip to his hips and the glazed look of lust in Rachael’s eyes, knowing exactly what was about to happen but being totally unable to stop it. “GAH!” HOLY FUCKING SHIT THAT HURT! Sacha yelped, feeling like his pussy was being split in two by Rachael’s massive cock. He gripped onto the female’s shoulders and tightened his hold on her with his thighs, refusing to move anymore as he took a few heavy breaths to get through the pain. Rachael could buck and squirm and try to fuck him all she wanted, but he wasn’t going to let her roll them and she wasn’t going to let her move another inch before he was ready.

“You are so fucking dead when we turn back.” Sacha growled through clenched teeth as he made the promise to be absolutely brutal once he had his own cock back and their positions were reversed. He adored Rachael, probably even loved her, but that wasn’t going to stop him from fucking her into submission once the moon went down. The pain in his core was starting to recede by now and he decided that he could finally start to move. So he loosened his hold on Rachael’s body and lifted himself up, his wolf groaning at the loss of being full and soon forcing him to drop back down, a loud moan rumbling in his chest as he was stretched again, much more pleasantly this time.
 
Rachael had dated a few guys, and one girl she had fancied enough to give being bi a shot, but none of them had gone further than some kissing... Well, not all of them. The girl had made it a bit further but god had she known how to make Rachael hot and bothered. Still, it always came down to the same thing. Rachael didn't want to rush, and everyone she dated felt like she spent too much time with Sacha. So she had known for some time that her crush was more serious than she would have liked to admit, and at the same time she was too cowardly to make a move. Her wolf was not, and she couldn't help but perk her ears when her adorable childhood friend mentioned repaying the favor, a small nuzzle being sent his way as she tried to comfort him after being so rough. "You'll hurt me?" She asked, a soft tone to her voice as she looked up with quivering eyes that were soon betrayed by an intrusive smirk. "My virginity is precious you know. I wouldn't be so sure you're getting it any time soon."

Just as she finished taunting Sacha, who was rather easy to toy with at this point, she began moving her hips as Sacha stated moving, grinding her body against his as she sank deep inside, each movement bringing a deep, needy moan with it. He was so fucking tight... It felt amazing, but she hadn't suddenly become resistant to the pleasure. Her inexperience was showing itself, though not being accustomed to her male part wasn't so odd. It was only odd as she got close, thrusting upward desperately, and fighting the urge to grab Sacha, bury herself deep inside of him, and shoot inside his tight pussy. For a moment she considered it, whining and looking down, chewing on her lip with the primal urge to mark and impregnate her bitch... But her human side won out and as she started to cum she pulled out, just in time to avoid being bludgeoned to death by a furious Sacha.

She hadn't last long at all though, her own pleasure muddying her thoughts for a moment but after that she quickly remembered... Sacha hadn't climaxed. She rolled over suddenly, not giving him time to refuse or try and stop it, and hovered over the cute little female wolf. "Mine." She giggled, leaning in and playfully nipping at his neck, not taking long before plunging back inside, her wolf not quite satisfied with a single orgasm, and probably wouldn't be all that satisfied if they went all night, its urges having been suppressed for a very long time, and unfortunately for Sacha, he was on the receiving end of both Rachael and her wolf's first time. It was a hell of a lot of libido.
 
“And mine’s not?!” Sacha huffed. This was their life: banter. Even in their wolf forms their back and forth continued. “And I’m sure that you’ll be begging for me to take it in a few days.” He smirked and leaned down, licking Rachael’s nose, as though it were cute for the female to think that she could possibly resist his charms.

Sacha was trying to lead, trying to give them a rhythm…but Rachael was the one with a dick right now and so directing them was becoming annoyingly difficult because the other wolf would not hold still. He growled a little bit and resigned himself to following Rachael’s uneven pace, his concentration on his own growing pleasure only interrupted when he heard a sad whine underneath him. “Don’t you dare…” Sacha growled and then followed Rachael’s gaze downwards, his heart stopping as he looked at thick throbbing cock buried inside of his newly deflowered slit. His wolf made his inner muscles squeeze, body practically begging to be filled with Rachael’s cum and marked as the other wolf’s bitch. With great effort he tore his gaze away and shook his head, no, no Rachael couldn’t do that to him, it may seem like a good idea now but he’d certainly be absolutely furious later. Thankfully his friend found the self control to pull out, an involuntary whimper sneaking it’s way out of Sacha’s throat at the loss, the wolf disappointed that Rachael’s seed was uselessly spilled over his stomach where it could easily be washed away.

“Really? You couldn’t last-!” Sacha gasped as he suddenly found himself on his back and looking up at the very sexy Alpha that wanted to claim him. Still stubbornly holding on to any sort of dominance that he could, he refused to complete the claim, thereby cementing his role as the bitch, and say ‘yours’. But he did want Rachael to know that he liked her, that he didn’t want this to be a one time thing…so he responded with a “Mine,” of his own and nipped at her neck. With a low groan he spread his legs wider as Rachael plunged back inside, relieved that his lover still had the stamina to take care of his needs.
 
Rachael could tell, knew that both of their wolves wanted more than pleasure, that her wolf wanted to truly claim Sacha's and that Sacha's wolf wanted it. Luckily they both had some self-control, but the human side keeping their wolves in check also had them bickering during what should have been a much more serious or possibly romantic moment. They had never been that way though, the underlying attraction and sexual tension always smashed to pieces by back and forth bullshit. It had taken something like this for them to budge another step towards admitting their attraction, yet even then, even as she had Sacha on his back she couldn't stop. "Don't act like you haven't slept with anyone else... It may be your wolf's first time but I've met your sluts, remember?" She growled slightly, for the first time in their entire lives showing a bit of jealousy and hatred for the women who had come before her. She had always disliked seeing him with another girl, she had just been too nervous to tell him so, though she had run one off that one time...

Now it was all out in the open, how she had been the pissed off onlooker for a long time and how she felt about him now. She wanted him, and that desire wasn't solely her wolf but also her tomboy nature, as well as a tiny bit of knowing it would piss him off. Then, as she plunged inside the more cooperative Sacha, she leaned down and nipped at his adorable ears. "I'm the only one that's fucked you though... I guess we can let it go." She grinned, licking his neck as she moved down and buried her head in his shoulder, gripping tight as she roughly thrust in and out of the tight, welcoming slit. The hunt had done exactly what their families had wanted it to do, though she doubted they had imagined Rachael mounting Sacha would be the pivotal component.

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Chris had made a decision after her panic attack that night. She hadn't meant to hurt Caitlyn but she had, and after what she did she doubted her younger sister would ever look at her the same, she knew it, and it wasn't fair to be around her, causing her more pain after what she had done. So the next morning she woke up early and went downstairs to see Clara and Anna. "I've decided to go to France for awhile." Clara and Anna both turned, Clara already looking horrified at 'France' but Anna seeming more curious to what she meant than anything. "I figure with Parekura being close it would be the perfect time. After it's over I'll go back with Grandmother and finish up high school there, maybe even go to college early... I basically have the damn credits so it wouldn't be hard." That wasn't really the plan, Chris had basically decided not to go to college, but she was trying to make it credible and not so hard on her mothers... She really did love them, and Caitlyn even more, if she still had the right to say that.

What had happened after was a mix of tears, a pissed off Clara, and Anna who must have felt like she had done something wrong because she kept asking if they were bad parents and things of that nature. Chris couldn't tell them the truth though and by the end had broken down and yelled back, telling them it was her life and that she would decide and do whatever she wanted, though she had held back from mentioning that they weren't her parents. After that things went by awkwardly, the weeks up to Parekura filled with her keeping her distance from Caitlyn and getting hateful looks, Clara barely speaking with her, and Anna constantly looking at her with a hurt expression when she didn't think Chris was looking. She was isolated, and she had done it to herself. Over that time Chris became less and less stable, crying when she was alone, getting in to more fights than usual, and having panic attacks in bed several times a week after waking up to horrible nightmares. She had lost her support system and the additional stress was destroying her mental health.

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*Knock, knock, knock* "Michelle, darling. Hurry up or we're going to be late dear." Her mother's voice from behind the bathroom door made her snarl, "I'll be out in a minute mom, it's not like being late matters anyways, it's a fucking masquerade ball!" She was quite surprised her mother was going, usually she only accompanied Michael to important events, but this time she was going and he was not... No doubt to take advantage of the anonymity to cheat on Michelle's father while he wallowed in self-pity and downed another bottle of cheap whiskey. Deadbeats. None of that was her problem though, she had long since stopped expecting anything, and even longer ago stopped giving a fuck about their relationship, as well as decided the 'sanctity' of marriage was utter bullshit. Her parents were a joke and she didn't care to be part of the punchline.

Michelle looked into the mirror, the red dress she was wearing revealing in all of the right places. Her tattoos were shown off for once, as opposed to usually being hidden, her gorgeous back and perky bosom were both on display, and it showed off the shape of her perfect ass... Perfectly. She was very proud of her ass. Laying on the sink were the gloves and mask that went with her attire, the girl looking down with a sigh to her basketball wristband, the soft piece of fabric on her wrist like usual. She moved her hand down, slowly peeling it off and revealing the many straight scars beneath. She didn't need the wristband, not really, a watch would have done just fine, and her werewolf lineage didn't let the scars stay for as long as they would on humans, but she liked being careful. Nobody knew, not her parents, not her friends, and she was going to keep it that way. She just needed it, the stress relief, the pleasure, it was all essential to keeping her sanity, and as she reached for the razor blade sitting out beside her clothing she took a deep breath. She was going to need it for the masquerade as well.

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The masquerade itself was not a random event, it was a pre-party for the Parekura celebration. It was the night before most people departed, and used as a way to get a small dose of the Parekura atmosphere and switch mindsets to casual sex, partying, and aggressive dominance. It had other aspects, good food, interesting conversation if one went for that, but most wolves used it as an excuse to get fucked up and have some fun, sitting it right underneath the umbrella of Parekura. Michelle didn't mind that, she could always use a night of debauchery, but it was sickening seeing her mom attend. So the moment they arrive she split off, going deep into the party and giant mansion it was being held in, knowing she would eventually find someone who would catch her eyes... Some gorgeous gem that was hers for the taking.
 
“Hrrrmph.” Sacha huffed and nipped at Rachael for the ‘sluts’ comment. He didn’t date those kinds of girls! His brother did…but he set higher standards than his twin. The girls he dated were pretty nice, from good families, and had never given it up on the first date. None of them could ever compare to Rachael though…all his relationships had been doomed to fail because he adored the female so. As big of a confusing, annoying, giant pain in his ass tease that she could be, she was still one of his favorite people in the world. “It’s different…” Losing his male’s virginity hadn’t been a big deal at all, what they were doing now however…well…he was putting a lot of trust in Rachael to not knock him up or hurt him.

“Hopefully you’ll be the only one that’s fucking me for a long while.” Sacha knew enough about Rachael to recognize when he needed to stop their banter and soothe her with some sweet words. She wasn’t going to be like the other girls he dated, he already knew that he wanted to keep her as his mate, even though he couldn’t bring himself to say the words. Plus he didn’t know if he could do this kind of shit with anyone else. Showing Rachael his female wolf’s form, letting her actually get near said wolf’s form…it was a lot more nerve-wracking to be in the bitch position than he’d like to admit.

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Caitlyn’s mothers hadn’t noticed the girl’s depressed mood…well…they did, but they thought that it stemmed from the fact that Chris was leaving, not because the girl had betrayed her trust. It only made her sadder, made her feel like it was her fault because she told Chris to go away. She hated to see Anna so depressed, and while Clara was taking a ‘disowning’ approach to dealing with the news, she knew that her French mother was dying inside. Still, even with everyone upset and the family falling apart, she still couldn’t bring herself to forgive Chris.

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Jocelyn’s mothers were going to have a ‘slumber party’ tonight, which meant that they were all going to have ridiculous sexcapades with their little harem while their children went off to the masquerade ball. Sammie, Sylvia, Rani, and Spencer were coming over…as were their children. The teenagers were all going to ride together, their mothers wanting to give them the opportunity to see one another before the masquerade ball so that they didn’t accidentally hit on each other. They should know each other’s scents by now, they hung out all the time because their mothers did, but things could get a little hazy at a masquerade ball, there were lots of wolves and lots of bartenders that weren’t carding.

“Oh no, no no no no no no. You are not wearing that.” Mara gave a disapproving glare as Jocelyn came out in a little turquoise cocktail dress that was absolutely scandalous.

“Why not? I found it in your closet.” Jocelyn pouted as she looked down at the dress. The skirt was a little short, but the neckline was really cute and the turquoise color really brought out her blue eyes.

“Right, and I am three inches shorter than you and a cup size smaller, I don’t even know how the hell you squeezed into that thing. Now go find something in your mother’s closet and stay out of mine!” The older wolf barked, sometimes wishing that Jocelyn hadn’t inherited her libido or Arlann’s pain in the ass nature.

One quick eyeroll and change of clothes later and Jocelyn was out, wearing a strapless, floor length evening gown. She gave an exasperated sigh, then did a little twirl to show off her new outfit, and while Mara didn’t look too crazy on the strapless nature of the gown, she held her tongue. “Much better, you look beautiful.”

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“Have fun girls! Be good. I don’t want to see any of you at my office in the morning looking for legal advice.” Rani was eagerly shooing the girls out the door, obviously excited to have her choice of pets tonight.

“Why? We’re not going to be.” Mara grinned lasciviously at her mate and tugged her closer…though immediately backed down when Sammie gave her a glare. “What? I’m joking!”

“D-don’t listen t-to Mara.” Sammie sighed and kissed her daughters lightly on their foreheads. “B-be good like Ruh-Rani said.”

The four of them left the penthouse and rode the elevator down to the lobby, then headed out to the street where Jocelyn’s driver was already waiting for them, though with a spacious limo tonight instead of the Town Car. Once they arrived at the masquerade, they donned their masks and stayed together long enough to just get drinks together and loosen up. After that though, all four girls went on the prowl, apparently all having the same sex drives as their mothers.
 
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