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A Tragedy Unfolds (Javorcek X ClearSight)

Anna, Clara, and Caitlyn had been getting ready to sit down to lunch with the rest of the Sandalios when the news that Chris had been severely injured in her last match hit them. Whether their daughter hated them or not, Anna and Clara rushed off to see their baby, Caitlyn following right on their heels. “What’s going on? What’s wrong with her?” Anna was all in a panic as she burst into the tent, dark eyes welling with tears as she looked at Chris’ unconscious body. Caitlyn immediately noticed the blood slowly oozing out of her sister’s ears, her heart sinking because she knew that couldn’t be good.

“Mrs. Sandalio I presume? Your daughter has suffered severed trauma to her cranium and possibly her brain. Her skull is most certainly fractured….” The doctor paused for a moment, never liking to deliver such grave news. “There is a chance that when your daughter awakens from her coma, she might have brain damage or a c-spine injury that would impair her motor function… That blow would have killed a human.” The doctor glanced between his patient and her guardians nervously. He always hated this next part. “She signed a DNR; there is nothing we can do for her besides make her comfortable and hope she comes out of her coma soon.”

Anna looked at the doctor in complete and utter disbelief. Seventeen may be the age of consent around here, but what the hell did a seventeen year old know?! “I don’t care what she signed. If there’s anything you can do for her, I want it done. She’s young, she’s strong, she’ll heal.”

“Ma’am, I cannot in good conscience perform any extreme life saving measures on your daughter. I’m sorry but those are her wishes.”

Something inside of Anna snapped; before she knew what she was doing, she had closed the distance between them and stood toe to toe with the doctor, her beautiful face contorted into a mask of rage. This was her child! And she’d be damned if she was going to have some asshole in a white coat tell her what was going to happen with her kid. “’I’m sorry’?! Oh no, you’re not sorry.” Anna snarled, jabbing the doctor accusatorily in the chest. “You will be though if you do not do something. So don’t you dare give me anymore of your legal bullshit. GET IN THERE AND HELP MY KID!!!” Anna was roaring by the end of her threat, seething with absolute fury because of this insanity. Her daughter was dying and the best the doctor could do was say ‘I’m sorry’?! No, not good enough.

Anna had never scared anyone in her entire life, but today the doctor was intimidated enough to quickly nod and then turn tail and run back into the medical tent to work. “What?!” The wolf snapped as her siblings gawked at her.

“Just…you know…never seen you get mad before.”

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When the Sandalios weren’t competing, they were all over at the medical tent offering support for Anna and Clara or trying to offer sweet words of encouragement to sensitive little Caitlyn…unfortunately there was no cheering the young girl up. This was her fault, she should’ve done something other than walk out on her sister or told the other girl to leave her alone. She knew that Chris was fragile, a hell of a lot more fragile than her big sister let on. Come on Chris wake up… The hours of the surgery seemed to pass by as slowly as days….though that was probably because there was only two doctors on staff as well as a handful of medics who had very little operating room experience so the surgery was taking longer than it should have. Finally it was over and they were allowed into the tent to see Chris. She looked so pale after the surgery…and so bald. Chris is going to have a fit when she wakes up.

The doctor was talking to her parents in hushed tones, typical adults not wanting the little kid to hear. But whatever, Caitlyn didn’t pay them any mind. Instead she just knelt down by her sister’s cot and stayed there, waiting for Chris to wake up like a puppy dog.

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There weren’t many other competitors in the tent that night so Anna and Clara crammed themselves into an empty cot, not wanting to miss it if Chris woke up. That left Caitlyn to carefully arrange her lithe body in Chris’ bed. It was cold out here at night and the doctors had been worried about Chris’ body temperature dropping even after they had piled the blankets onto her. So Caitlyn solved that problem by snuggling up close to her sister just as they had always done when they were little.
 
There had been no mystical event of her life flashing before her eyes, no bright light, no feeling of peace. Those milliseconds of time between being hit with a life threatening blow and the loss of all consciousness had contained a few more realistic emotions. Panic, fear, regret... These were the more accurate feelings spinning around in Chris' head, and she had so much to be sorry for. There was no time to dwell or organize the many negative emotions, no time to do anything but feel heavy and let the darkness overtake her. It felt like she was falling, first physically and then eternally into darkness, and that was what never went away, the blackness. She had been an idiot. In the stupidity trifecta she had managed to make those who loved her avoid her, charged recklessly into a fight, and then been hurt severely with an active DNR order on file. It was the end for her, Chris would never escape the darkness and somewhere beneath the level of consciousness she was beginning to resign to her fate... Giving up.

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Michelle, like most people had been shocked to hear what happened. She hadn't known Chris well, nobody really did, but the girl had gone to her school and been the favorite in every combat event, the girl was a monster. Just thinking about her being near death was shocking. She wasn't going to visit, nor let it ruin her day, but it didn't mean she would ignore it... She could at least hope the other woman was okay. She truly hoped so too... She wasn't as bad as people thought, she would never want someone to be truly hurt, the classmate was no exception. Her friends unfortunately were a different story and had begun talking shit almost immediately, talking about rumors and how stupid she was to be fighting with gauntlets, as if that was what needed to be discussed. At one point Michelle had just had enough and bid them goodbye, leaving to go swim in the lake a bit before her own match, no clear her head and try to focus on what she had to do... Beat Jocelyn.

Somewhere between their bet and Michelle arriving at the arena for their match, her desire for victory had changed from, showing everyone she was strong, to getting control over Jocelyn. She was becoming more than a little focused on the other woman, spending far too much time thinking about the gorgeous alpha. She was more devoted to winning than before, stepping in to the arena and looking across at Jocelyn, eyes roaming over her beautiful body, and remembering what had been done to her the night before. Nothing had been held back once she made it clear she could take it harder... And by the time Jocelyn was satisfied Michelle had been absolutely covered in her scent and so sore it had been difficult to make it to the lake at first, the wolf actually needing a few minutes to rest. As if the soreness wasn't enough there was more physical proof than she would have liked. Her back was scratched to hell from tree and ground, she had bite marks in several places, scratches in others, and she was pretty sure no other possible explanation could explain her appearance but really rough sex. At least nobody would guess it had been with Jocelyn.

"Hope you're ready to get fucked... Up." She added the up when the ref seemed confused but she meant both, she was going to win and then she was going to have her way with the woman she was currently infatuated with. So she wasted no time, letting out a loud, power howl as she started to shift, going from to a rather gorgeous wolf with gorgeous brownish red fur. Her wolf was actually quite pretty, though that aside the look on her face was the same grin as usual, and as she waited for Jocelyn to shift, curious what the girl's wolf would look like, she noticed her father, arms crossed and eyes staring right at her. She hated to think about what would happen if she lost the fight... She was so close to the finals after all, losing would be more of a let down than ever... She had yet another reason to win, her original purpose, and while the same hate seemed difficult to summon, seeing her father put her head right back in the game and her grin turned in to a more serious, solemn expression.
 
Mara had insisted that they all go offer their support to the Sandalios before Jocelyn’s big match…and when she said ‘all’ she meant –all-; every member of the Lykos pack followed their Alpha to the medical tent. The gesture served three functions: to show the Sandalios that Mara was grateful for everything they had done for her in the short time that she had been with Jackson, to show that Lykos members stuck together even if their situation was similar to Anna’s (an employee but not an actual part of the pack) and to remind the young Lykos wolves whom were competing at Parekura that they were not indestructible. Accidents happened out here and when they did the consequences could be dire.

Jocelyn didn’t need the sobering reminder. Mara gave her lectures all of the time about how dangerous the Weapons and Unleashed matches were and how Arlann’s healing potions couldn’t fix everything. Seing Chris laying there though, unconscious and with her head bandaged over where the doctors had performed surgery made her heart sink. It was just…sad; not because her and Chris were close, they weren’t, but just seeing how torn up her mothers and little sister were about the whole incident reminded Jocelyn that the worst part about dying was leaving those that cared about you behind.

She hugged her mothers extra tight after their visit to the medical tent. This next match didn’t worry her as far as getting permanently maimed went, but still, she didn’t want to have any worries while she faced off against Michelle.

“Pffft. Like you even stand a chance.” Jocelyn smirked. Michelle wasn’t going to be the one fucking her after this match, no way. She knew that if she gave the girl an inch she would take a mile; losing was not an option because she didn’t want to be anyone’s bitch for the evening…especially when being the bitch involved taking the giant dildo that was their only option for toy out here.

As soon as the official lowered his hand for them to begin, Jocelyn was shifting into a form that she was often nervous of showing. She wasn’t a full wolf and so her eyes had a ring of bright blue around the pupil before fading out to gold. Her coat was dark, nearly as black as Arlann’s hair, but light enough so that the stripes that ran across her back from Mara’s side of the family were just visible. The magic that ran through her veins made her massive, her wolf’s form feeding off of mana to become a beast that could rival many a male Alpha.

Michelle was just sort of staring at her after she shifted, a fact that made Jocelyn just a tad self-conscious. It shouldn’t…after all, what the hell did she care what Michelle thought of her? If the other girl didn’t like her wolf because she wasn’t a pureblood then too bad! So she took that moment to launch herself forward, teeth and claws out as she pounced ontop of the other female. Now she was wrapped up in Michelle’s limbs and fur, fully engulfed in her scent. She smelled delicious…and though she desperately wanted to bend her bitch over and fuck her, Jocelyn was aware that she had a match to win before she could partake in any fun activities.
 
Both of them wanted to win, but Michelle had a feeling her desire to win was stronger and found her inflated confidence pushing her to act as arrogant as always. It was partially true though. She needed to impress her father, she had to back up all her claims, she was extremely competitive.... And she really wanted to fuck Jocelyn. The last reason may have been the least serious, but it was also the strongest. The attraction between her and her enemy was incredibly potent, and even after she had been worn out by the other woman she had a hard time removing the alpha from her thoughts. She couldn't have even considered touching herself, but she couldn't deny desiring her still as she closed her eyes to sleep that night. It wasn't supposed to be that way, in all regards it was meant to be opposite that, but that was how it was. Jocelyn really got her worked up. So when the match was finally started and she watched Jocelyn shift into a gorgeous wolf... She was speechless, stuck staring at the beautiful eyes and majestic fur the girl had. It took her a moment to even notice the size.

By the time her mind stopped admiring the unique beauty Jocelyn possessed as a wolf and started focusing on the size of her wolf, it was too late. The other alpha was barreling towards her and had her slammed to the ground without much of a fight. She panicked, knowing she had to defend herself and suddenly having a bad feeling about being capable of doing so. Size mattered, and it soon became apparent it was more than size, it was strength. There was no way for her to compete in brute force with a wolf so much larger than her own, and the most sickening realization hit her. She should have never let herself be pinned. Her only advantage would have been a slight speed difference, but with her body already entangled with Jocelyn's she seemed out of luck and running shot on time to turn things around. Fuck, it was so difficult to concentrate on any sort of plan when Jocelyn's scent filled her nose and the pressure of the woman's beautiful body pressed down against her.

Fuck! She may have already been done, an embarrassing match for the powerful alpha... But Jocelyn was stronger, and it was pissing her off. So out of stupidity she drew a plan and quickly put all her strength into escaping, knowing it would wear her out doing so and probably not accomplish much, but she had to try. So she grit her teeth, let out a low, furious growl, and attempted to dig her claws in and either throw Jocelyn off or find a chance to slip out... All the while growling and biting at Jocelyn's throat, a tiny bit of hope that she could end the match in a submission by gaining a hold on her opponents throat, or at the very least use her attacks to stop Jocelyn from getting her teeth sunk in. It was pissing her off though, her attempt seeming to fail. Was she so weak? Why could she defeat so many others but no Jocelyn? Was it magic? She had no clue but her mind was searching for any reason to explain how helpless she felt.
 
Jocelyn was slow, inflexible, and a little clumsy in this form. It was a bit of a mind fuck going from 5’9” to nearly 7 feet tall; her arms and legs were longer and she wasn’t used to the added length that had been exchanged for mobility. Getting the jump on Michelle definitely gave her the advantage here; as long as she could keep the other Alpha close and away from her back, Jocelyn would be fine. She still had to work for it though, Michelle was just so wiggly and getting a pin on the other girl was much more difficult than Jocelyn had anticipated.

Snarling and twisting her head in an attempt to keep her neck tucked safely away as teeth snapped at the delicate flesh, Jocelyn bit back at Michelle, trying to nose the other female away. Even though during sex she was more than happy to tilt her head to the side, in a fight such as this one Jocelyn instinctually sought to protect her throat from a threat. “Grrrr…” The wolf’s chest rumbled with a growl. She could feel claws digging into her sides as the fight went on, warm trickles of blood ran down her sides which burned from the scratches. But she refused to back down or pull away. This pain was only a fraction of what it would be like to have her slit split open with a giant dildo.

As Jocelyn tried to adjust herself in order to get into a better position to pin Michelle, the wolf raised her torso just an inch or two, and that was all Michelle needed to get her knee wedged under the wolf and throw her off balance and off her body. The large black wolf made a noise of surprise, she knew she was heavy in this form and hadn’t expected the other female to just throw her off. No matter though, Jocelyn rolled and grabbed at Michelle, catching her by the arm and pulling the other wolf down like a rag doll so that she could try to mount her and pin her one more time. This time she managed to get the other wolf so that she was face down with a giant wolf on her back, sure that Michelle wouldn’t be able to lift her weight plus Jocelyn’s.
 
Michelle was having difficulty finding a way out of her current situation. As if it wasn't bad enough that she had been caught off guard, her ground game was also terrible, not to mention Jocelyn's wolf was fucking gigantic. It left her with but a single real thing to do, squirm and dig in. If she was lucky perhaps she would hit Jocelyn well enough to knock the wind out of her or at least get a slight opening, but with each moment she went with such a reckless strategy she found herself wasting a lot of energy she was going to need if she hoped to win. Luckily for her she had stamina, even if nothing else. Her plan had a few other flaws, such as trying to hurt a wolf that seemed to dwarf her was absurd, making it more difficult than ever to get a decent hit from such a disadvantageous position. There was also how ridiculous she looked flailing and having to struggle just to survive a little longer.

It finally paid off however and she found herself getting some room and making a break for it, trying her best to escape far enough away to get back on her feet... Not that she had the reach advantage against such a large wolf, but it was all she could do. Even that fell short when Jocelyn grabbed her and pinned her down again, Michelle barely being able to resist before she found herself in the most humiliating position she could have been in... Flat on the ground, on her stomach, with Jocelyn atop her back and neck vulnerable. How much she would have shivered with delight any other time, but in combat she could only whine and grow furious as she felt the beginning of the end in the form of hot breath against the back of her neck, followed by the presence of teeth and the subsequent calling of the fight by the referee... To be mounted was bad enough, but for a wolf's neck to be taken... It was utter defeat in their world.

As Michelle looked up into the crowd and noticed all the disappointment from her father displayed on his face... She couldn't do anything but feel like crying, her self-loathing and explosive personality quickly causing her to get up and turn around to face Jocelyn, already shifting back to her human form and soon enough saying something she regretted before it ever escaped her lips, a mix of sad and anger contorting her usually beautiful facial features. "You cheated didn't you..." She wasn't yelling, it was a low, serious tone, though with a tinge of hope that she was right. "Magic right? I've never seen a wolf like that... Did you really need to win that badly Jocelyn!?" Her voice raised a bit but the conversation was more or less private, other festivities and the expedience in which people left after a match leaving only a few groups of people even paying attention, and one of them was the burning glare from her father... She could feel it from behind her, judging her, angry. She knew he would be furious, perhaps even angrier than she already was at herself, and accusing Jocelyn of something so horrible didn't help her self-loathing... She knew better, but it didn't stop her from saying it.
 
Oh Jocelyn was loving the way Michelle squirmed underneath her a little too much. The other wolf had an amazing rear end and as she kept wriggling back and forth she kept rubbing that and her tail right into the other wolf’s core. Ugh, she needed to end this fight now before she did anything embarrassing… The way that made the most sense to win the match was to take Michelle’s neck. It would be humiliating, sure, but then Jocelyn wouldn’t have to knock out the other girl or risk injuring her in a pin; such actions would have the consequence of having her postpone collecting her winnings. So she opened up her massive jaw and then took Michelle by the back of her neck, sharp teeth gently sinking into the sides of her throat but not pushing nearly hard enough to puncture skin.

The official called for the end of the fight and Jocelyn stood, disappointed already to be so far removed from the gorgeous little thing that had been underneath her moments before. As soon as she was up off the ground she offered Michelle her hand to help herself up with…but of course the stubborn bitch didn’t take it. And by the time Jocelyn had shifted back into her human form, the other girl was already yapping like annoying mongrel that she could be. “Cheated?!” Jocelyn bristled at the accusation. She had worked hard for –years- in order to compete at Parekura and to have someone, anyone, call her a cheater absolutely infuriated her. “I don’t need to cheat in order to beat you, I don’t need to cheat to beat anyone. I can’t just cast spells as a wolf and I can’t do magic in the ring either.” Well she really couldn’t do magic much of anywhere unless it was a quiet place for her to concentrate in; she wasn’t like her mother, she was a failure as a mage.

“And what’s wrong with my wolf?!” The words ‘I’ve never seen a wolf like that’ had translated to ‘What the hell mutant thing do you turn into?’ in Jocelyn’s head. Yeah, she looked a little funny, her coat and marking were odd, as were her eyes. But so what?! She was as much of a wolf as anyone here. “You know what, whatever, fuck you Michelle.” Fuck it, she didn’t want to know what was wrong with her wolf. This victory shouldn’t be sullied by Michelle’s big mouth. So she turned on her heel and moved to leave, not even wanting to collect her winnings from the bet anymore she was just so damn mad
 
Michelle felt like a fucking idiot, not only was she embarrassing herself, but she was fucking up what would have been an amazing night. As stupid and hypocritical as it was, she enjoyed spending time with Jocelyn, and being a bitch to the other alpha was the worst part about all of it. Michelle was just in one of those moods where even if she knew she was doing something absolutely wrong, she couldn't stop. She should have, she knew it, but whatever the reason she kept talking shit, letting her mouth run and her brain sit on the bench. It only grew worse as she took a step forward, half panicked and half still angry, turning Jocelyn back around. "I refuse to let it end this way! Tomorrow, you and me, ultimate domination match. There's no way I'll lose to you again." She wasn't sure if it was to save face, because she was competitive, or simply due to the fact that not having a chance to be the dominant one was killing her a bit, but she said it, and like so much else she immediately regretted it. She had lot twice and yet she just challenged the alpha to a match that would result in absolute humiliation for the loser, and odds were not on her side.

Knowing she had just made a mistake she turned around and ran off, trying not to engage in further argument, knowing she would feel less and less certain by the second. Fuck, she had just done something so stupid, and when she noticed her father standing right at the exit of the arena she knew he was going to say as much. What she hadn't expected was the first thing he did. A smack rang out, loud and followed by silence, Michael's hand coming down across Michelle's face and leaving her stunned and him angrier than before. "Pathetic. I can't believe you lost twice and just said that. When you lose tomorrow and get claimed by their daughter... I won't even be able to hold my head up." He snarled and glared down at her, bullying her in to backing down. The usually strong Michelle was starting to cry, as hard as she was trying not to it was unavoidable. "Fuck you, you damned bastard." It was all she could say and it was low, drowned out by her quivering voice as tears started to form in her eyes. Fuck everyone.

Michelle couldn't stand the embarrassment, and being treated like that by her own father, it hurt more than anything else could have. She would have taken a thousand humiliating defeats over that, and of course she had smelt the alcohol on his breath. So she turned and walked away, hanging her head as she took off running, Michael's glare not stopping until she was well out of sight. By then she just let her feet carry her, no longer running from him but just running, and she was headed back for the same spot as the day before, instinctively wanting to go somewhere she felt comfortable, her fingers already digging at the bandages, trying to pry out the razor underneath. It was stupid, it didn't ever make her feel better, but it was a habit she was comfortable with, and an easy escape. What else was she going to do? She knew she didn't have anyone. Her father hated her, her friends were fickle, and she had just treated Jocelyn like shit for idiotic reasons... Everything was crumbling around her, and tears had already started to trickle down her cheek.
 
“Back off!” Jocelyn growled as hands grabbed her and spun her smaller body back around. Blue eyes widened in surprise as Michelle uttered the words ‘Ultimate Domination’. That wasn’t a threat to be tossed around lightly; chickening out of a challenge like that was even worse than losing the match itself. Was she insane!?! Jocelyn had just beat her and now she wanted to go fight in a match with the same rules? “Michelle what the hell?!” Jocelyn barked, she couldn’t even get a chance to yell at the other girl for being dumb and stubborn as hell, Michelle turn around and sprinted off, leaving Jocelyn there to be frustrated as fuck.

A loud CRACK! rang out through the air and Jocelyn immediately looked towards the noise. She caught sight of the altercation between Michelle and her father. That red hand print that was blossoming on her opponent’s face made Jocelyn growl, a low feral roar rumbling in her throat. She didn’t know if she felt angry because someone had touched the wolf that so clearly belonged to her or if she was furious that a male would have the audacity to hit a female. Yeah, her mother had smacked her across the face a few times when she was a kid, but that was only when she had earned it by saying something so awful that there was no other adequate punishment. Michelle hadn’t done anything wrong though! Jocelyn knew that the other girl had tried hard, her father had no right to hit her just because she had lost a match.

While everyone else turned to snarl at Michael and probably tar and feather him, Jocelyn went sprinting after Michelle. Even when she lost sight of the other girl, she could still smell her, the other Alpha’s scent was ingrained in her memory. She had expected for Michelle to go back to her tent and to have to sneakily follow her there…but rather than go somewhere private that belonged solely to her, Michelle ended up heading for a less secluded place that belonged to the both of them. Even though half a day had passed, their spot still had just the slightest scent of sweat and sex clinging to it.

“Put it down.” Jocelyn panted out the order, glaring at Michelle’s hand with the razor and her waiting wrist. Before the other girl could argue with her, Jocelyn snapped out a “Just shut up,” and closed the distance between them, capturing Michelle’s lips in a ravenous kiss. She had nothing to say to the other girl, her relationship with her dad wasn’t Jocelyn’s business and she didn’t have any good speeches set up for why she shouldn’t cut herself. So she kissed her, understanding that Michelle needed a distraction and not being too proud or too stubborn (even though Michelle did have an annoying mouth and probably didn’t deserve a fuck right now) to be able to provide one for her.

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Alice had been looking for Jocelyn after her match, wanting to congratulate her friend on her victory, but it was impossible to find the other girl in the crowd of people. “Alice!” There was a squeal followed by little arms and little legs wrapping around her, clutching her side tight. “Alice! I’m looosssssttt!” Haley whined as she looked up at the other beta, frustrated and scared tears in her eyes. “I don’t know where sissy went.”

“Aw I’m sorry Haley.” Alice frowned and pat the girl lightly on the head, then looked around, trying to spot Syri in the crowd with no luck. “It’ll be okay though, I’ll help you find her.” The wolf crouched down. “Come on, climb on my back. I don’t want you to lose me too.” Haley clambered ontop of her, making Alice wince as the little girl jabbed her foot into her rib as she got into place. “Ooof…okay… So is there a place you guys are supposed to meet up incase you get separated?” The older wolf asked as she stood up.

“Uh…the tent!”

“Okay, good.” Alice smiled, brightening up. “Which way’s the tent?”

“Uhmmm…” Haley bit her lower lip and looked around. There were sooooooooooooo many tents. “Ummm…I think it’s…” She looked over to her left and then to her right. “Umm…maybe…” The little wolf whined because her eyes didn’t catch anything that was familiar; everything looked the same! “I dunno!!” The girl wailed.

“It’s alright! It’s okay, no need to be upset. We’ll find your sister, promise.” Alice thought for a moment, trying to think of likely places a child would be at Parekura. Probably not the water…Syri surely would have told Haley that that wasn’t a safe place to go alone. Probably not the fighting rings either, there were lots of tall strangers blocking a little kid’s view. The only place that made sense was the buffet: a relatively safe place that had tables of pastries. “I bet you that Syri just went to get you a snack, come on, let’s go see if she’s over by the sweets.”
 
Michelle was humiliated, both the fight and what her father had done making the alpha feel small and helpless, and the blade in her hand was proof of that. It was always an easy way to escape, and almost always she was trying to run away from her home life. She loved her parents, especially her father, which only made it harder every time they acted like complete pieces of shit. Her mothers cheating and fathers drinking had driven her to be mean, depressed, and to hate herself because of the way she acted and things she lived with. It was funny really, every time she acted badly towards someone it made her angrier at herself than anyone else. Not that she didn't have a mouth, or that she wasn't competitive, or generally just a playful tease... But she was hateful, and that was the part of herself that had been groomed by the environment she soaked in at home. That wasn't who she was, and the dissonance between who she believed herself to be and how she acted slowly drove her insane.

So when Jocelyn showed up she found herself utterly confused, tears running down her cheek and sadness plastered on her face. "W-Why are you here?" It was all she managed to get out before the order turned into something... Unexpected. Jocelyn was kissing her, and the tears stopped as her eyes opened wide and she found herself calming down, the presence of the other woman making her feel at ease. Of all the people... Jocelyn had been the one to follow her. Their relationship, whatever it truly was, comforted the sobbing alpha, and she found herself relaxing in the other woman's arms. She met the kiss with a soft passion, yet another kiss between the two of them with more feeling and less fire... But he needed that at the moment, the warmth and softness, and then she wanted to bend over and let Jocelyn have what she had won.

It was strange to desire such things, but when the kiss ended she found herself blushing and she tossed the razor away from herself. "Wait... Jocelyn..." She panted softly, leaning up and nipping at the other wolf's jaw. "Your wolf is gorgeous." She wanted to mutter it but she forced herself to say it loud enough that it was clear, and she followed it with a small whimper as she looked into the other girl's eyes. "I won't take back my challenge, but you should know, your wolf truly is remarkable... Especially the eyes." She leaned up and kissed one of Jocelyn's eyes, nuzzling her gently. "Gorgeous." She didn't know why but she couldn't stop, and after a moment of uncharacteristic honesty she found herself slowly grinding against the other wolf, "Fuck me as hard as you can." Michelle was as scared as she could ever remember being. Her father was practically ready to disown her, and she knew her mother wouldn't care as much as Michelle wished she would, and she was no doubt going to become a laughing stock if she lost the ultimate domination match, but none of that seemed to bother her while she had Jocelyn by her side. She just had to focus on the beautiful woman... The one that had chased after her... And wonder if that meant she cared... And why...

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Syri and Haley had been having a lovely day, they woke up and took a bath, they read a bit of a book, and they even watched a few of the non-combat events. It had been fantastic. All they needed to do now was grab a bite to eat to refuel and continue on with the fun, PG, day. As primal as Parekura could be, she wouldn't be exposing any of the violent stuff to her baby sister quite yet. Along the way though Syri had become distracted and Haley, like every little girl, wandered off, leaving Syri to look back down and instantly panic. Usually they held hands or Syri picked the girl up on her shoulders... But Haley had insisted she was all grown up and didn't need any of that for the day, despite having jumped for joy the previous day when Syri had offered to give her a ride atop her shoulders. It was adorable at the time but quickly became the thing Syri was blaming herself for allowing to happen. She should have never let Haley out of her grasp and she knew it.

The usually calm wolf became desperate the moment her little sister was missing, and instead of looking in the immediate area let herself be convinced the girl must have gone on without her towards the buffet, not even considering that Haley would have had no clue how to get there. So she headed in that direction, pushing people out of the way and looking around frantically in every direction, hoping to catch some sight of the girl before her heart exploded from her chest. Even at the buffet she was nowhere to be seen though and Syri was on the verge of a mini-breakdown, furrowed brow and nervous expression scrunching her face up as she bolted from the buffet in another direction. It continued like that for what felt like hours, but in fact was closer to fifteen minutes. It continued like that until she spotted her little angel high up in the air and dashed through a small crowd to see the girl on the shoulders of the gorgeous beta, Alice.

"Oh thank god..." She looked a mess and she took several deep breaths before moving over and reaching up to give Haley a hug, to which the little girl giggled happily and hugged back "Sissy!" She squealed, both sisters completely unaware that their affection had placed Syri's chest right in Alice's face. The alpha wasn't thinking about any of that though and as she backed up she was all smiles. "Thank you so much, where did you find her?" She was in complete big sister mode, almost ignorant of the fact that she found Alice attractive and focusing on the little bundle of joy atop her shoulders... Almost. There was still a part of her very much aware of who was with Haley, and how lucky she had to be to have Haley pop up safe and sound and with the adorable girl she couldn't stop thinking about. Not to mention they still had to have lunch and she would use just about any excuse to spend some time with the girl. Still, Haley came first, always. "You can't run off like that Haley, I know it's just as much my fault but from now on you stay right with me, okay?" There was no anger in her voice, just a soft, caring tone. She had been worried, though it didn't take much to make her fret.
 
“I just…want to claim my winnings.” Jocelyn panted softly as she pulled away from their breathtaking kiss. It sounded like a lame excuse, even on her own ears; no one should be horny even a little bit after their secret lover accused them of cheating. She just felt like Michelle needed this…needed a distraction…and she was the -only- one who could give it to the other girl...but such a thing was hard to explain when she didn’t even understand why she felt that way herself.

“Mmm, what?” The shorter wolf purred and tilted her head to the side, making it easier for Michelle to nip and nuzzle at her jawline. She closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh, finding it easy to relax when she was all alone with her rival. Her cheeks turned bright pink as Michelle began to confess that she actually liked her wolf, thought it was gorgeous even. A lot of other werewolves snubbed her; her unnatural eye color an earmark of a wolf that had a human parent. It sucked that breeding meant everything to so many of their kind; Jocelyn was just as strong as any wolf but she was denied courting rights to so many of the pureblood families. Families who could turn a blind eye to the little bit of beta in her line but absolutely could not ignore her mage mother. "You're pretty gorgeous yourself...I like a strong female." Jocelyn smiled and kissed the tip of Michelle's nose, then reached up to brush away the few streaks of water that stained her face. "So no more tears, you're kind of an ugly cryer." The shorter female teased before she gave Michelle another kiss on the lips.

"Are you sure? You could barely walk last time." Jocelyn had been pretty rough on Michelle yesterday, making the toy come to life had the young female incapable of holding back and her thrusts would quickly grow selfish and violent over the course of their fucking. But of Michelle was certain that that was what she wanted then Jocelyn wouldn't deny her. They had hidden a little bag with the strapon and a potion here yesterday in preparation for today and Jocelyn was glad for the foresight. After retrieving it from their hiding spot, the young wolf slid the harness on and let the straps out a little bit before shifting. If Michelle wanted it as hard as she could, Jocelyn was going to give her all the rough claiming she could handle as a mammoth werewolf. She rifled through the bag, trying to get the small vial of potion out, whining when ever two tries it proved to be impossible with her large paws. Jocelyn looked over at Michelle expectantly and let out a soft huff that sounded like 'help'. She would need the other girl to open the vial and then help feed it to her because as much as Jocelyn would hate to admit it, she was a little clumsy in this form.

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As soon as the two of them neared the buffet, Syri spotted them. Alice's brow furrowed in concern as she looked at the Alpha who was an absolutely mess. Sweaty and with her hair frazzled from probably running all over the grounds, Syri looked like she had been really, really worried about Haley. Before she could take Haley down from her shoulders so the two sisters could be reunited, Syri had already closed the distance between them and was hugging her little sister...and mashing her breasts straight into Alice's face. There was a slight stirring in the pit of the beta's stomach but she tried to stamp it out, not wanting to think to much about a budding attraction towards an Alpha that was waaaayyyyyyy out of her league.

"Oh, uh, she found me actually. I was by the Unleashed ring." Alice smiled and raised her hands to remove Haley from her shoulders, but the little girl whined and grabbed her hair, not wanting to get off. "Ack!"

“No! Stay with Alice!" Haley huffed, her allegiance easily shifting to her new favorite adult like any child who was getting scolded for running off. "Alice said we could have sweets!”

“Ow! Haley! Don't pull my hair, that's not very nice."

"Sowwy..." Haley let go of Alice's hair and then started to pet her head to make her feel better.

"It's okay... Just don't do it again. And I said your sister was probably –near- the sweets.” Alice corrected. “You have to eat your lunch first and then ask your sister nicely for sweets after. Now come down here, please. You can't eat very well when you're all the way up there now can you?” Haley didn't fight her this time when Alice tried to bring her down. But she didn't let go of her all the way, she kept hold of one of Alice's hands and then went to take her sister's too, figuring that if she held onto both of them at least one would notice if she went missing again.
 
It wasn't instant, but it didn't take long for her to calm down, smiling gently at how unconvincing the other alpha was about why she had appeared. If Michelle didn't know any better she would think there was something more between them... But how could that be possible? She just wasn't that lucky, and a bit freaked out that she was thinking that way. It was difficult to deny the affection swelling in her chest, the soft smile that touched her lips as Jocelyn used like to describe how she felt about Michelle. It was probably normal, but between them it was something entirely unexpected. They were enemies, rivals, usually it was hatred or fighting and nothing else. Michelle wasn't as strong as she wished she was though. Physically she was tough, incredible endurance and a damn good boxer, and she was clever, academically inclined, but it was hard to be mentally strong when there was so much dissonance. It was hard to preset a solid, true confidence, when she didn't like who she was.

Jocelyn let her ignore all of that though, managing a spirited response as the gorgeous woman teased her about the crying. Before she would have bit back, yelled or told her to fuck off, but she grinned instead and blinked the last tears out of her eyes. "You think you're so damned cute don't you." She chuckled, leaning up and capturing Jocelyn's bottom lip with her teeth, teasing her for a moment before letting it go. "Maybe you are, just a tiny bit." Just for a bit she wanted to enjoy the fantasy, be with Jocelyn without any thoughts of the outside world. She wanted to be with her like they were now, playful and affectionate, and she wanted to pretend she was someone else and was lucky enough to have Jocelyn truly care for her. "I'm sure, I really don't care if I can't walk tomorrow." She meant it as a joke but part of her was serious, she was looking forward to this much more than anything else at Parekura, though not being able to walk would mean missing their little ultimate domination match... Or at least seriously fuck with her footwork and result in another easy loss. Still, that would all be worth it, she didn't even dread the possibility of Jocelyn taking her in front of everyone.

None of that stopped the transformation from making her swallow hard, looking up at the large, powerful wolf. The personality behind it comforted her though, a small chuckle escaping as she watched Jocelyn fumble with the bottle and look to her for help. "Gorgeous and clumsy, what am I going to do with you?" She asked, standing up and taking the bottle, pouring it in to the wolf's mouth and putting the remnants back in their bag. She turned around and looked at Jocelyn, moving in and pressing up against her, going on her tip toes and throwing her arms around the wolf's neck. "Your bitch is ready for her punishment..." It was a soft, sensual tone and she managed to get high enough to bite at one of Jocelyn's ears. She knew what was coming to her, what she both wanted and deserved after acting like she had towards the one person who apparently gave a damn about her, and it wasn't going to be gentle... But it was going to feel oh so fucking good.

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Syri looked a bit astounded when Haley chose someone else over her, quickly starting to pout and look up at the little girl who was grinning down at her like she had won something. She knew just how to get back at her sister when she tried to lecture, young or not she was cunning. Then again... How much pouting could Syri do when her little sister's plot was to have Alice stay with them, which was about the best news she could think of, aside from finding Haley. She did have one more little lecture though and got serious again for on moment. "Haley, I hope you didn't walk off to go find the fights, you know how I feel about that, you're still too young." She didn't like seeming so strict but she had to be, someone had to be, and Haley quickly shook her head, "I wasn't, I swear!" She got defensive, and probably had been curious, but Syri just ruffled her hair once she was down on the ground and smiled at her, to which she got Haley squealing about messing up her hair, though it was more jovial than upset.

"Good. Well how about this, we can get lunch and sweets at the same time and once you've eaten all your lunch you can have the sweets." Haley needed no further convincing and started to tug both of them along, Syri looking over at the beautiful beta and mouthing a small 'sorry' as the woman got dragged in to the situation even further... She was sure there were other people Alice would much rather be with. Not that her and Haley were bad company, but most young people didn't find babysitting all that fun, besides, she found it hard to believe Alice was without suitors, though that was less reason to apologize and more reason to try and keep her with them. Luckily Haley was the one making decisions, and Alice seemed kind enough to let her, which had them going for sweets first, an entire plate that Haley claimed they could share, but she knew Syri was particular about sweets, and then to the real food, where she tried her best to get as little as Syri would let her to make getting to the sweets all the easier.

After getting their food it was back to the same place they had dined previously, and Syri couldn't help from admiring Alice once they had stopped moving about. While Haley concentrated on eating her food, dedicated to getting to the assortment of deserts, Syri took the initiative to strike up a conversation, though it started off really badly, a compliment over an actual topic, "You're pretty incredible you know." She almost stopped there but quickly fumbled around and said something equally as silly, showing how bad she was at making her interest clear, "I mean with Haley and in general..." Guh... She huffed, wondering if she just shut her mouth if things would get better. "Just... Thanks. We're both enjoying your company." There she was, using her little sister to hide from how embarrassingly bad she was at flirting, using 'we' instead of 'I' and hoping Alice would take it how she meant it... That she would focus on Syri enjoying her company since Haley made her feelings so obvious. Children were lucky, they could just say whatever they want and it be fine.
 
It hadn’t been Alice’s intention to stay with Syri and her little sister after the two had been reunited. The beta had meant to go back to her tent to look for her sister or Jocelyn to hang out with for a bit while she waited for her appetite to really develop. But now, well, she was sort of trapped by a six year old into going to the buffet. It wasn’t that bad she supposed, the company was pretty nice. Syri was absolutely gorgeous and a sweetheart to boot; plus Haley was such a cutie that it was hard to say ‘no’.

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After several awkward minutes of trying to find some common ground, Alice and Syri finally discovered that they both really enjoyed reading. Oddly enough, the beta’s favorite author was Hemingway; she had an interest in books set during World War II and novels that had a healthy dose of romance in them. Of course she read plenty of fantasy novels, even a bit of sci-fi, but she most enjoyed historical fiction.

Alice was an avid reader and writer, just like her mother. Though unlike Sammie, the younger wolf was already a published novelist. She wrote her stories under a pseudonym because the content was a little risqué…a lot of risqué… and while she had no experience sexually, it wasn’t that hard for her to watch a video and use that as the inspiration for a scene in her erotica.
 
Alice only became more amazing the longer Syri talked to her. It had been awkward at first, her flirting had been horrid and she felt like she was doing more harm than good as far as that went, but it ended up they had a lot in common. Both of them were a bit nerdy, which Syri considered more prominent than her athletic, jock side to anyone who really knew her. She was smart, not a genius but she had a subject or two that she excelled in, mainly English and Chemistry. Her biggest passion was reading though. When she was sitting at home it was all she did, and she had her own personal collection of hard copy books and a huge collection on her Kindle to prove it. She loved to read, and as ridiculous as it was she enjoyed historical books, though probably more than anything she loved fantasy. Something about it just excited her. She had a few more personal interests, some romance and smut novels hidden away behind her others on the bookshelf, but usually she went with fantastic tales of magic and combat. Those were the books she read to Haley as well, which probably explained the young child's fascination with Parekura's more violent events... It was definitely Syri's fault.

"I can't believe I found someone who reads more than me, I'm honestly shocked. I thought for sure I had the market cornered, even if I am more of a closet nerd than a blatant one." She chuckled, somehow having scooted awfully close to Alice. Actually it was all thanks to Haley and the little sugar coma she was in, having laid herself across both of their laps, the only comfortable way to let the little angel have her way be both of them sitting awfully close. Syri was definitely not going to complain, if anything she had to fight the urge to lean in closer and kiss the beta, knowing it would be a huge mistake considering they had only seen each other a couple of times, but it was hard to resist when she was so damn close... And looked so amazing... And smelt so fucking good. It was next to impossible. The only reason she could control herself was wanting to see her again, and being nervous that acting to soon would ruin any chance at something more than a single rushed kiss.

"Actually you know what, I bet I have you beat." She was excited and leaned just a bit closer, a grin on her face, not exactly proud of what she was going to say but not being ashamed to talk literature with Alice. "I read a bit of smut, it's a bit of a guilty pleasure... I have a favorite author even. If you're interested you should give her a shot, the name is B. Lowell. The intimate scenes are a tiny bit unrealistic, but the writing is fantastic for that genre and the romance is stellar." She was close enough to get the fragrance that was Alice and pulled away just before desire took over, chewing her lower lip as she glance back over at Alice. How bad she just wanted to say 'you're gorgeous' or something equally as blunt... But that lacked charm, or so she kept telling herself.
 
Alice grinned, as dorky as it was she liked that she probably had Syri’s collection of books beat. “Well, if it makes you feel better, my mother was a Creative Writing major and that’s why my collection is so large: when she’s not busy planning out Mara Marrok’s life, she’s reading a book.” Sometimes it made her a little sad to think that her mother had given up her dream of becoming a writer and traded it in for a life remembering appointments and juggling schedules in an office building. But she supposed Sammie was happy, she seemed that way anyways.

“You read that stuff too? I thought I was the only one…well…besides like, soccer moms I guess.” Women were the main readers of romance novels and no one in their generation could fathom the differences between ‘there’, ‘their’, and ‘they’re’, much less be bothered to use their limited grasph of the English language in order to decipher a 200 page novel; so Alice’s target market was middle-aged, white collar females. It was a strange feeling to see her books at a store in the Romance section with old ladies trying to pick up a copy as discreetly as possible…it was a sensation similar to pride but also sullied with the dirtiness one felt as a peddler of smut.

Of course Alice had never set out with the goal to be an erotica writer. She had started off writing fanfiction where she would only meddle with a few plot points and character pairings in already established universes. Then she branched out, playing around in alternate universes and her own characters until she was able to stand without the crutch of fanfiction to hold up her plots. While sex had never been the main focus for any of her works, it had been used as a relationship-developing device in several…and those several had become extraordinarily popular. Readers liked her fiction but they –loved- her erotica…well, perhaps just the build up and the romance that came before the erotica. Syri’s critique of her work was a pretty standard one that her publisher remarked on, as did anyone who gave her 4 stars on Amazon: the plot and writing were sensational but the sex scenes lacked the fire and passion that the rest of the novel had.

As they spoke, somehow they inched closer and closer together. Alice was fairly certain that she hadn’t moved…did that mean that Syri was the one coming closer to her? Was the ground slightly slanted so they were both slowly sliding towards one another? Now Syri’s thigh was pressing up against her own and Alice could feel heat arcing through her body. She should move; betas were naturally attracted to Alphas and it wasn’t helping that Syri was so…perfect.

“Sisssssy…” Haley grumbled and rolled over, burying her face into Alice’s tummy and immersing herself into darkness. “S’loud…” The little girl slurred sleepily, all of the girls’ talking was interrupting her nap.
 
Alice not immediately laughing or trying to escape made Syri feel a bit better about her secret love of erotica novels. More than that she was focused on the decreasing distance between them and how incredible it felt when she pushed up against the gorgeous creature next to her. Alice was gorgeous and their shared interest was making it so much easier to get comfortable being next to the other woman. She found herself staring at the beta's lips, aching to kiss her, wanting nothing more than to lean in that last few inches and claim what had been taunting her the entire time they had been sitting together. It took all of her will to keep conversation going as she smiled and reveled in the fact that Alice was a secret erotica reader as well. "I just don't really get a lot of actual romance in my life... Haley and school, it's a good supplement, especially when it's written by a skilled author. Even the more... Graphic scenes help me deal with the fact that I don't get anything of the sort often."

Syri wasn't a virgin, she was actually pretty damn good when she had a chance to be with someone, but her love life was sparse and Haley always took priority... A fact that drove a lot of interested parties away, as if being the only alpha in a family of betas wasn't enough. She was happy with her life, but there were definitely times she wished someone special was in her life. "I suppose I just like escaping, with erotica and fantasy alike." She spoke a bit softer at that point, staring at the beautiful face in front of her so long she was zoning out... Well, losing track of what in the fuck she was doing. Before she knew what was going on she was very close, just a movement away from kissing her, and that was when Haley rolled over and complained, snapping Syri out of her daze and making her completely aware of what she had been about to do. The funny part was, she didn't care. "I guess I'll just have to stop talking then."

She had been responding to Haley but also to Alice, and before either of them could try to stop it she leaned in that last few inches and took Alice's lips, gently kissing the beautiful girl, hand reaching up and stroking the soft cheek of the beta as she lingered as long as she could before pulling back, a slight blush on her cheeks and a nervous expression, but she wasn't sorry. "I'm sorry... But... You're gorgeous and... Perfect." She didn't normally move so fast, but between everything she was dumbstruck, head over heels for the girl she had just met and she couldn't stop herself from making the gesture. It was a bit unfair, Haley was making it awfully hard for Alice to do anything like run away, but at that point Syri didn't care, she wanted Alice and she would be a bit underhanded if that meant making the beta notice her. She really hoped Alice was single, though if not whoever she was with didn't deserve her... Otherwise she wouldn't constantly be alone.
 
"Really? I would have thought that you'd have plenty of romance in your life. I mean...not plenty...a little anyways." Alice blushed, realizing what she was insinuating inadvertently even if she thought it quietly and wanted to keep it that way. Syri just seemed like the kind of girl that would have tons of romantic opportunities; she was tall, athletic, smart, an Alpha...suitors should be banging down Syri's door. Such thoughts were what was making her extra nervous around Syri, being around what she thought was an experienced Alpha when she herself was a virgin made her even more shy than usual.

"I can understand that..." There were wolves with lives way worse then hers but sometimes Alice just needed an escape. She was surrounded by people in love: her mothers, her sister, her friends, everyone seemed to have someone. Maybe it was her own fault...putting yourself out there was terrifying and she hated doing it. Even when she had the occasional suitor come by, her timid nature became so off putting that they could never progress in the relationship.

As Syri moved closer, Alice became exceedingly aware of the points of contact they now shared: thigh to thigh, elbow to elbow, shoulder to arm...guh she was so much shorter than the Alpha. There was nowhere for her to go, if she squirmed away she would further disturb the sleepy little pup that was using them as a mattress. And she did want to move...just a little bit, her heart was hammering so hard in her chest that she was fairly certain that Syri could hear it because they were so close. "Oh w-well..." Words left her the moment that Syri said she could stop talking and turned to look at her. Alice was frozen, mesmerized by those eyes and too scared to move if she even wanted to.

Their first kiss was perfect...except for the tachycardia she was experiencing. Syri's lips were so soft and the other girl was so gentle with her... "Mmm..." If she wasn't achingly aware that Haley was in her lap she probably would have moaned. It was just as well though, that probably would have made her die of embarrassment. When the kiss ended, Alice was left dreamy eyed, flushed, and wanting another. "Oh...um... I believe being sorry implies that you won't do something again...so I hope you're not sorry for that..."
 
Being pressed against one another felt amazing, the heat they shared had Syri feeling more at ease and comfortable than she would have imagined being. It also made her kiss attempt very easy, and when it ended she wanted to whine and do it again, though she wasn't sure that would be wise... At least until she got a good look at Alice's face, she looked pleased, even if it was combined with the girl not seeming to have a firm grasp on what had just happened. If that wasn't enough to convince her, the beta's words said everything Syri needed to hear, and she grinned, "You're right, I'm not sorry at all..." She leaned back in for a second kiss, this time being a tad more passionate, her confidence pushing her forward, but she still made sure to remain gentle, the nurturing side of her extending to their intimacy as well. It wasn't easy though, she tasted amazing and her lips were so soft, she had to exert some effort not to be more forceful.

Haley's presence helped Syri remain calm, she couldn't very well be too forward while her sister slept in their laps, but that didn't mean she couldn't make her intentions as clear as possible. Her voice was low as she spoke, a purring quality to it, the alpha obviously happy after the kisses. "You're beautiful Alice... I know it's not exactly normal, knowing so little about one another... But I'd like it if you would go out with me." Calling her beautiful had been something she couldn't help but say, and the rest, as awkward as it felt was exactly what Syri wanted. She wasn't looking for a brief hookup or playing with Alice, she wanted this intelligent creature to be by her side even after Parekura as over and Haley could find and drag the beta to her. She couldn't rely on her little sister for everything, she had to take a few measures of her own to make sure the lovely time she had with the other girl didn't stop once they were back home.

Syri was pretty nervous though, not only that Alice would say no, but that she would say yes and then be disappointed with what she got. Syri was attractive and smart, but she didn't get to leave the house all that much and Haley was usually with her when she did. Would Alice be okay with that? Most women weren't. She really hoped Alice was... She would hate to lose such an amazing woman over possibly the only part of her life that had no room for negotiation. That was assuming she said yes though and each second had Syri's confidence crumbling, to the point that she almost blurted out that it would be okay if she said no, but didn't and clung on to the hope that she would agree.
 
Alice had dated a handful of Alphas before but none of those relationships had lasted long. They tended to pressure her, paw at her, devour her, try to get her to move faster than she was comfortable all because they knew her mothers were part of Mara Marrok’s little harem. Yes, Sammie and Sylvia had a more open relationship than many wolves had, but neither parent went sleeping around with just anyone. Syri was different though, she either didn’t know that her parents partook in orgies or didn’t care. The other girl didn’t force herself on Alice, didn’t try to ram her tongue into her mouth or pounce ontop of her. It was nice…slow was just the speed that a girl like Alice needed.

Another compliment thrown her way made the young wolf blush. Ugh, she was going to stay this color forever if Syri kept being so sweet to her. “Are you sure?” It wasn’t the usual response, but Alice couldn’t get over her disbelief at hearing that question. Really? Syri wanted to date her of all people? Alice wouldn’t sell herself short, she knew she was smart, a talented writer, a sweet and thoughtful young woman. But she was an old soul trapped in a young body…she rather stay in and read a book or watch a documentary than go out and get drunk and party like her peers. Not that she didn’t get out ever but she tried to avoid the whole bar/club/bumping and grinding scene. Maybe Syri was the same way though…because the other wolf had to take care of Haley all the time, surely she didn’t have any moments to spare getting into trouble.

“I think I’d like that, a lot.” Alice smiled and leaned up, giving Syri a soft kiss on the cheek to cement their deal. “Mmm…I think you should get Haley tucked in somewhere for the rest of her nap though, she’s kind of making my legs go numb.” Already she could feel her toes tingling in preparation for what would be some truly epic pins and needles. As much as she didn’t really want to leave Syri’s company she supposed that it would be good for her to go back to her tent and check in with her mothers who were probably worried about her. Plus going back to her tent would let her write in her journal, document everything she had felt in that kiss so that she could use it as inspiration in the next book she was writing.

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“Holy…fuck…” Jocelyn panted heavily after collapsing right ontop of a sweaty and spent Michelle. With a grunt of effort, she forced her boneless body to roll off of the other female so that she could catch her breath too. Maintaining her wolf for so long had been exhausting…as was fucking the bad day out of her lover. Jocelyn had been ruthless, the beginning of their session having been full of a selfish few rounds where the wolf had done nothing but plow into Michelle as roughly as possible as punishment for that ‘clumsy’ comment in the beginning. After she had cum a few times, the sharp edge of raw need had been dulled and she had been able to shift back to her human form. It had let her become a little more focused on Michelle’s pleasure and her body, fingers that were much more capable of finesse than paws had tormented her breasts and clit, rubbing the poor other female raw everywhere Jocelyn could.

“Mrrrrph… Feel better?” The wolf yawned and forced herself to wriggle out of her harness and sever her magical connection to the toy. Without that obstacle between them she could now snuggle up next to Michelle, her body instinctually seeking heat as sweat transpired and rapidly cooled her down. Ugh…they were both such sticky messes, unfortunately Jocelyn was far too tired to do anything about it for the moment. Really she just wanted to take a nap next to her lover.
 
The shy, thoughtful way Alice went about speaking was charming. For once Syri could see the wheels turning in a woman and not get blurted out, barely thought over answers. She wasn't exactly great about that herself, she always did the thinking and then fumbled it out, but to her Alice seemed nearly perfect. She didn't want a flashy girlfriend, she didn't want some hot and heavy fast paced relationship, she wanted something real, to actually give it a shot with a woman worth the effort. Alice was that, and she had a feeling they would have a lot in common when it came to activities. The other girl didn't strike her as a party girl, she was well read, smart, and all of those things matched well with Syri's overly adult life. She didn't have time for a girl who wanted to party, she needed someone who could stand seeing her little sister almost as much as her, who could be okay with reading together while cuddled up on the couch or just watching some television. Who would be okay with home cooked meals over fancy dinners.

So while it was a shame to admit that she needed to take Haley back to the tent, she couldn't help but smile as she realized she had got a yes, and that Alice was her's. A lot of people just missed out on an amazing girl, she hadn't, it was a wonderful feeling. "You have no idea how happy I am. I hope I don't disappoint you." She smiled, leaning in and kissing Alice on the forehead before taking a deep breath and being very gentle as she lifted Haley up, rubbing her back and kissing the little girl on top of the head as she mumbled a groggy complaint. It led to the tiny thing burying her head in her big sister's neck, quickly falling back asleep as she settled in to the new position. Syri didn't just run off though, she made sure to help Alice up, give her one more excited smile, and make sure the woman knew she looked forward to seeing her again, at which time she would definitely be bringing a piece of paper with her number on it... Though she already had a feeling she was going to plan their first date using letters... Alice would probably get a kick out of exchanging notes.

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Michelle felt utterly spent, her entire body throbbing in sensory overload, which at her current state felt similar to pain. Jocelyn had fucked her so hard and for so long that she was numb in some places and raw in others. Her head had never been clearer though and she whined through labored breathing as she let the entire experience wash over her. It had been brutal, her punishment at the start already being enough to have her wanting to stop and recover. She may actually have trouble walking the next day, because as Jocelyn lay atop her she knew she couldn't have stood up and walked if she wanted to. To think she would be turned in to such a mess, it made her feel much less confident about her stamina... Stamina that could last hours on a basketball court but get destroyed in equal time by Jocelyn fucking her. Maybe this was the best exercise she could ask for... How lovely a thought, working out that felt good. A protein shake, maybe carb loading if they planned something so vigorous again, it could work.

"Y-Yeah." She responded, barely able to talk as she continued to pant, watching as Jocelyn got herself out of the harness and giving a small sigh of relief. It took her a moment to get her breath back but she was already cuddling up with Jocelyn before she could form proper words. "You're fucking incredible." She managed to get out, nuzzling the girl and letting her hand play with one of her lover's breasts. "Seriously, I've never had that many orgasms in a day, much less part of one... And this may be the best I've felt in a long time." She admitted, happy for a change. It was at that moment that Michelle finally made a good decision for herself and ignored everything else... She leaned in, kissed Jocelyn, and said a few words she had been almost positive she would have never said. "Would you ever consider something more serious with me? Because... Well... I may like you." She couldn't keep a bit of her hesitance from showing and she was chewing on her lip nervously, bracing herself for laughing or a flat denial... After all she had been such a bitch to Jocelyn, it seemed so unlikely... But ever since the masquerade ball, she just couldn't stop thinking about her rival. She just couldn't hate her now that she knew her, instead she was smitten.
 
That smug grin took up residence once again on Jocelyn’s lips as she listened to Michelle pant and dole out a few post-orgasmic compliments. It truly did please her to know that she had worn out such an athletic young woman, and to know that she had given Michele more orgasms then anyone else ever, that was a major boost to her ego as well. “You’re pretty amazing yourself. I’ve never taken anyone in my wolf’s form before…didn’t think you would last so long but I’m very glad you did.” Getting to claim Michelle as a wolf had soothed something very wild deep inside of Jocelyn…it should probably scare her a little bit but right now she just felt so relaxed and pleasantly exhausted that she couldn’t be bothered to care about the weird things she felt. So she let herself get lost in another kiss with Michelle, her body practically melting into the other girl’s…until the words ‘something more serious’ popped up and Jocelyn stiffened.

“Look, Michelle…I kinda sorta maybe like you too…but I don’t want to hurt you with something serious. I don’t know if you know my track record or not, but its pretty shitty.” Jocelyn frowned, obviously not liking her own answer either. Usually she’d be down for dating but Michelle seemed to have a lot of screwed up shit happening in her life; Jocelyn didn’t want to be another problem. And the Alpha knew she was a problem…she had the short attention span as Mara did when it came to lovers. Well, perhaps she wasn’t so bad; she wasn’t so cold that she would ‘fire’ her potential mates as her mother had. Plus her motivations for sleeping around were different. Mara had fucked anything and everything because she was in denial that she loved a mage, Jocelyn slept around because she wanted to have as many different experiences and connections with people as possible before she had to settle down, raise a family, and take over Lykos. The looming monster of responsibility made her not want to be in a long, committed relationship during her younger years, especially when she would be going to college next year and truly get a chance to be a little more wild.

“I’m not a cheat though…so I guess I want a exclusive whatever this is, if that’s serious enough for you… I don’t want you sleeping with anyone else either….” Their relationship was hard to describe at this stage and boundaries were difficult to form because Jocelyn had no idea what the fuck they were. When it was just the two of them she really liked Michelle…but when it was Jocelyn + Michelle + A Cackle of Hyenas, all Jocelyn wanted to do was break the other Alpha’s face.
 
Michelle wasn't sure what she had been expecting when she said the word serious. Aloud it seemed humorous, and rather improbable. At the moment she couldn't even think of them as sex friend, because that would imply they could be civil outside of their alone time, and that had just proven not to be the case. So when she felt Jocelyn stiffen up in her arms she wasn't all that surprised, and was already bracing herself for a semi-harsh rejection... Trying to calm herself down enough that it wouldn't cause her to ruin the comfortable mood surrounding them as they snuggled. Her imagination didn't help much, not when she kept imagining Jocelyn being so absolutely against the idea that the atmosphere was ruined before she opened her mouth to respond. She knew she wasn't a horrible person, a lot of women may even think she was a catch, but the sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach was trying to convince her that Jocelyn was not one of those women.

'Look, Michelle' the first two words had Michelle's eyebrows furrowed as she waited for the rejection, but she didn't quite get what she was expecting. Instead of finding the idea sickening, Jocelyn seemed to think she would be the problem... That she liked Michelle but wasn't sure it would work. Michelle almost sighed in relief, not knowing who Jocelyn thought she was talking to, but Michelle wasn't so worried about track record, after all she never thought they would be in their current position at all. Besides, the moment she suggested something serious she had made herself very vulnerable... She would go from queen bee to loner pretty damn fast... But the difficult emotions swirling around in her head told her it would be worth it for a chance with Jocelyn, even if she ended up just another experience, a notch in the bedpost as one would say.

"I just find myself wanting to be with you." At the end of Jocelyn's talking, apparently trying to dissuade Michelle, the alpha hadd a lot to say, but mainly that she wanted to be with the other woman regardless... And she was fully aware of what all that meant. It meant no more little gang of cackling harpies, it meant risking her living situation with her father, and it meant letting everyone see who she belonged to... Because nobody would buy it any other way. She was going to submit to her in the ultimate domination match and show Jocelyn that she was serious. "Honestly Jocelyn, I'm not even sure what I mean by serious... But being with you makes me happy, and the sex is amazing." She smiled, leaning in and putting her head in Jocelyn's chest, taking a deep breath and sighing, "And I promise I won't sleep with anyone else, but if you find yourself slipping... I won't really mind if you sleep with other people... I mean I probably will? But I won't. I don't know..." She muttered, knowing she would be jealous but being quite sure she could live with it if Jocelyn felt the need to sleep with other people. Though that could be the lonely desperate part of her speaking and not the jealous, switchy side of her that would want to rip throats out.
 
Jocelyn smiled at Michelle’s sweet words and as the other Alpha moved to lay her head on her chest. She reached up to start stroking the other girl’s head, fingers running through her dark hair and nails dragging pleasantly against her scalp. “I’m not going to run around behind your back.” Jocelyn frowned; she wasn’t the type to cheat. Having more than one significant other seemed like an impossible feat to the very busy wolf anyways. Her mothers had her signed up for all sorts of lessons; add on sports, social obligations, and homework to her already busy schedule and it was a surprise that Jocelyn could even find time to date one girl, let alone two.

It was a little sad to think that Michelle may be so desperate for her affection that she would deal with Jocelyn being a complete and utter cheating douchebag in order to get it. She supposed that was probably normal for the other girl though; both of Michelle’s parents were pieces of work. It wasn’t a big secret that her mother slept around, the woman barely tried to hide it anymore. Plus everyone knew that Michelle’s father was a drunk…now they would also know that he was the kind of man to strike a woman. Just the memory of him striking Michelle made Jocelyn give an involuntary growl.

Before she had to explain what she was growling about, she brought her hand down from Michelle’s head and down the muscular expanse of her back, down lower still to her rear end to cup one of those perfect cheeks to distract her lover with something else. “You know…since we have to do that Ultimate Domination match tomorrow…how about we get a little warm-up in?” Jocelyn’s long, thin fingers grazed along the curve of Michelle’s ass. The young wolf had limited experience with buttplay, but like any bright girl she knew that her opponent’s rear was nothing more than a muscle and that a muscle should be stretched in order to avoid injury.
 
Michelle could stop herself from being happy about Jocelyn's decision not to accept her open relationship offer. She could have dealt with it but she didn't want to, and she knew eventually it would have ended with her beating up some poor thing and being dumped, probably. Really she wasn't sure what would happen, but she was quite the possessive person once she had something or someone she cared about, and the idea of sharing didn't make her happy, even if desperation and conditioning made it seem like a plausible choice. She still found it hard to believe that her and Jocelyn were together, in any capacity, but as she snuggled up to the gorgeous woman it became more and more believable, to the point that she felt so relaxed she started getting a bit sleepy... Jocelyn's chest made a great pillow after all, and after such vigorous sex even her stamina was depleted, a nap sounded pretty damn nice, but apparently not to the other alpha.

As a hand made its way down her mix of soft, feminine curves and firm, athletic build, Michelle looked up at Jocelyn, raising an eyebrow and smiling gently. "Warm-up huh? Probably not a bad idea." She grinned, leaning up and biting at Jocelyn's earlobe, "I'm an alpha, full of myself, and new to submission, I'm going to let you guess just how much experience I have." She was trying to be sexy but the ultimate goal was to make sure Jocelyn was gentle... It was a bit more important when her ass was involved. She was also trying to remind Jocelyn that there was the entire other side, though it was hard to forget. The sweet, charming girl was just part of the Michelle that Jocelyn had known for years. Competitive, loud-mouthed, rash, infuriating... The alpha hoped her new lover understood what she was going to get, though there would be a notable lack of insults... She had only ever been jealous anyways.

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Chris had realized one thing before everything went black, that she didn't actually want to die. She had thought she did, found herself in such a dark place that it seemed like a reasonable solution, but it wasn't. Dying was selfish and meant, more than anything else, that she would never again have time with Cait. Caitlyn was her everything, the only part of her life she wasn't sure she could do without, and her parents were a close second, Clara and Anna being very dear to her. Giving them up... It had been stupid, but before she could even regret it she found herself gone, and when she woke up she couldn't think about much more than the throbbing pain and grogginess of being pumped full of medications... Which had to be strong to counteract their fast acting regenerative abilities. Being so out of it when she finally woke up made it take a moment before she realized someone was with her... And the moment she noticed Caitlyn she felt like crying. She was so sweet she stayed by Chris' side... Even after she had practically raped her. How badly she wanted to say something, touch her, hug her... Hear her voice. She couldn't though and she knew it, she couldn't hurt the girl more than she already had. So Chris relaxed her body, awake but not moving, staring up at the ceiling of the tent and wondering just what the fuck she was going to do now.
 
"Mmmm...well...if it makes you feel any better, I don't know what I'm doing either." Jocelyn blushed a bit at the admission. As experienced as she was, anal wasn't something that she really had much practice with. All the women and men she had been with had all been Alphas and no self-respecting Alpha would just bend over and put themselves in such a vulnerable position. Michelle was different though, wonderfully submissive with just enough fire to make things challenging; Jocelyn loved that in a woman. "I'll be gentle so long as you're nice and loud for me so I know what you like. Now come on!" Jocelyn grinned, obviously excited to do something new. She was exhausted, her thighs and butt ached from hours of thrusting, but all the discomfort was easy to push aside when she thought about how much fun she was going to have making Michelle moan like a little beta buttslut.

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"Why is she not off the suppressants yet?" Anna tried to keep her voice low as she spoke to the doctor. The girls were still sleeping and she didn't want to wake them but it was hard to hide the panic in her voice. She had woken up this morning to find Chris still pale and weak looking; of course that had been cause for much distress.

"She -is- off of them." The doctor took a small step backwards. Mrs. Sandalio made the poor man a bit nervous when it came to baring bad news. "The suppressants take a long time to break down in body. Your daughter will be weak for a few days but rest assured that her condition is stable. But...ah...please remember that she has suffered a massive amount of trauma and may not be..." The doctor's voice trailed off and he gulped as Anna snarled, narrowly dodging as the female took a swipe at him. "I-I mean...er...I'll, ah, leave you to your daughter."

Anna glared at the retreating man, glad that the doctor turned tail and ran. She wasn't going to listen to another negative prognosis pertaining to her kid. Chris is going to be fine... She tried to reassure herself that her baby girl would be okay, that Chris was strong enough to handle this. With a sigh she looked to her girls snuggled close on the cot. It made the old wolf actually smile, Chris had always scrambled into Caitlyn's bed for protection from bad dreams when she was little, hopefully Caitlyn still had the power to make her big sister feel all better. "Cait?"

"Erngmph" Cait let out a soft grunt so that her mother knew that she was kinda sorta awake. She had entered a dozing state at the sound of voices but wasn't 100% awake yet. All she wanted to do was sleep, sleep and make the time go faster until Chris woke up.

"I'm going to go find your mother." Anna had the feeling that Clara was tearing her entire family into bits for not coming to visit their daughter. "And to bring some breakfast back here...what would you like?"

"Not hungry." Caitlyn muttered. She'd probably be starving in an hour, none of them had had much to eat last night because of the stress and concern they all felt.

"Caitlyn..." Anna didn't want to argue but her daughter was going to eat.

"Egg. Bread. Cheese." Drowsy Caitlyn listed off a few breakfasty things that she didn't want to eat but would get her mother to leave her alone.

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Caitlyn's subconscious was a bitch.

All the wolf inside of her could think about was that their mate was in trouble, their mate was weak and they needed to protect her while she rested. It made her skin crawl whenever she was awake enough to acknowledge that something twisted deep down thought of Chris as a lover and not a sister....and so Caitlyn liked to sleep so that she didn't have to think about it.

Something made her wake up though. It wasn't the smell of her mother with breakfast or the sound of an intruder, it was something much more subtle. It was the change in the pace of breathing, the slight adjustment of a body that was no longer lifeless. Her eyes snapped opened and she looked up to check on Chris, to see if something had gone wrong or if the wolf was finally awake. Thankfully it was the latter.

So overcome with relief, she wrapped her arms around Chris and hugged her tight, her eyes starting to tear up and her body trembling from an adrenaline spike. "Ohmygodchrisdon'teverdothattomeagain." Caitlyn breathed out in a rush as she moved to get a better look at Chris. Her eyes were open! She was awake! "How are you feeling? Do you want me to get the doctor?" Caitlyn had a tinge of nervousness in her voice. The doctors hadn't seemed all that convinced that Chris would be okay and so Caitlyn was afraid that her sister might not be able to move or might be a little slow in the head after smashing her brain in.
 
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