Loup Garou: A Reservation for Werewolves (Javorcek X MissMelly)

DING DING DING DING DING DING DING!

As the bell rang for the fighters to take their corners, Jacqueline adjusted her grey padded gloves for about the fifteenth time in the last five minutes. She gnawed at her mouth guard, her nose wrinkling slightly at the scents that were bombarding nose. The arena smelt of too many bodies, piss-beer, and cheap food. The lights were bright…too bright. The sound of cheering admirers hurt her ears. And for a moment she cursed her agent for scheduling a match so close to the full moon.

Too close…

Usually she wasn't nervous before a big fight. But tonight was different…tonight she was fighting against a vampire. She could -smell- the undead stench that clung to her opponent on the other side of the ring. Sometimes, Jack would deliberately throw fights against humans, no one wanted to go up against an unbeatable foe. But tonight she'd be fighting with everything she had: vampires and werewolves had a long rivalry.

"Ladies and gentleman! Heeeerreee we go with our main event of the evening! THREE five minute rounds scheduled in a Featherweight Special Attraction! MMA fans get ready because this is certainly going to be an amazing fight! In the blue corner, standing at fix feet even, she weighed in at ONE Hundred and FORTY FIVE pounds. MMA fans please give it up for Amelia, "Nightstalker" Vaduva.

And in the silver corner. Standing at five feet, nine inches; she weighed in at ONE hundred and FORTY POUNDS even! Truly one of MMA's street fighting pioneers. Ladies an gentleman, please welcome JACK! "The Werewolf" Dubois!"

Jack's pouty lips curled into a smirk, even after all these years, she still found amusement in her title. Her nickname had been given to her early on in her career when fans had noticed that she would never fight two days before or two days after a full moon. When pressed about it during an interview, she had merely stated that it was an old superstition: it was bad luck to go into battle so close to a full moon.

If only her fans knew how fitting her nickname truly was.

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Loup Garou.

It was a phrase that her great-grandmother had said often. Old French words that described people given this curse…or gift, as her great-grandmother used to say. Now it was the name given to the inhabitants of the Loup Reservation. At first, their reservation had only been situated in southern Canada. But after her father had bought more land and urged the United States government into allow them passage between countries so that they may be united with their brethren across the border, Jack's pack was now one of the largest in North America.

The welterweight MMA champion was also the Alpha female of the Loup Garou. Descended from a long line of fighters, guardians, and alphas, she had a naturally protective attitude towards her pack. Trial after trial she had passed, showing off her strength as well as her cunning. She had a gift for knowing what people wanted and she sported a gentler, more feminine touch when it came to sensitive matters. The males would have her kick away every dirty pup that came to their gates seeking refuge and knowledge. But Jack welcomed new wolves with open arms.

It was hard to grow up as a werewolf in this day and age. Even harder if you had to do it by yourself.

"We're here, Miss Jacqueline." Chimed the voice of Maxwell as they finally finished the bumpy ride on dirt roads to end up in the middle of the reservation where her cabin was located on the lake. It was a beautiful old home with the rustic, log cabin appeal that her clean, modern penthouse in the city lacked. She much preferred this place…it just smelled like home.

"Thank you, Maxwell." Her butler insisted on using her full first name, rather than the shortened version that she preferred. So she of course, repaid him in kind: calling him Maxwell instead of Max. And he insisted on driving, even though Jack would like to do that herself. A greying, older man, Max had been in the service of her family for as long as Jack could remember.

"Will that be all for today, Miss Jacqueline?"

She smiled, noticing how anxious her butler was. He wanted to go to his cabin, to be with his family on the reservation. He was a stubborn old thing, committed to his job, so much so that he refused to retire. "Yes Maxwell, that will be all. Please, go enjoy your time with your family. I will be fine, I promise."

Before leaving, Maxwell unloaded the suitcase and helped her get settled before shifting into his true form: a tall, lean, werewolf with salt and pepper hair. The young wolf was envious of him…she still hadn't mastered drifting between forms as the elders could. Jacqueline remembered when there had been more pepper than salt in his fur, when she had been a little pup and had played with Maxwell's children. Who would probably one day take care of her own children.

Hmmph…-my- children. Jack snorted softly at the thought before heading upstairs to her bedroom. She was tired and with two days until the full moon, she knew that she would need to rest up. Her fights left her energy depleted, and she'd need to replenish her reserves because the full moon would soon take it's toll on her body.

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It had been one of those nights for the young Lia Aldon. She had forgotten to pay the rent today (on purpose, of course, never by accident) and had been splashed with the sloshing feel of left over rain on the road. The car didn't even look, the bastard. After she came sopping upstairs to her little dinky apartment, she tripped over the slightly folded over rug, growled softly, clutched her teeth and didn't even give up.

Couldn't she just like, sleep on the floor right here? Right in all her little bad day mistakes? Rolling over, she made the effort to stand after two minutes and slipped out of her deranged clothes, tossing them in the basket hamper which was starting to pile up with dirty clothes. She just quite her job after a guy yelled at her for selling her the wrong product and how it had been mysteriously scratched. Lia hated retail and she wasn't going to just 'get over it' after the fifteenth try. It was time to say goodbye to that old flame. And she did proudly so. Did her friends miss her? Sure. But they'd get over it, they'd invite her for drinks as long as that full moon didn't creep out on her. Sometimes she couldn't control it and would just let the stress accumulate to a point of transformation. It bothered her that she could actually do it.

But Lia wasn't a depressed person. She was a good girl, a smart girl, who could be doing a lot more with her life than just this. She had to join that clan. She had overheard a few males in their human form at the bar two nights ago discussing how beautiful the reservoir looked in the summer. She knew immediately what they meant while other humans didn't care to peak into business that wasn't of their personal gain. Slipping under the hot waters of the shower, she dried herself off, and cleaned her perfectly pretty ivory skin and pretty, well rounded breasts. Humming a little as she stepped out and wrapped the towel about her, she examined her face in the mirror. So: New living arrangements and a new job would be in order.

Maybe a stripper? No, they'd think she was too young, just turned twenty one. Maybe... like a secretary? A sexy secretary? She bit her lip and raised an eyebrow. This wasn't working. Shaking her head, she hurried back into her little two roomed apartment studio and flopped on her bed after changing into a bra and panties. Tomorrow she'd go to the reservoir and just check it out. Maybe meet with the alpha and try to get somewhere, something. Yes, tomorrow.

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And here she was: about to enter the Alpha's home. It was beautiful, and she was grateful that guy - Maxie something - was able to get her an 'appointment.' Did she really need it? She didn't know she said. Her entire family had been outcasted because she was the product of not a female beta, but an even lower class wolf and an alpha. She and her mother were banished and left abandoned. Her mother soon left her in the care of an orphanage that accepted 'kind like her.' From there, she built her life as much alone as she could with just two years at a college before she lost the funds.

"This way, please," he called and escorted her into the home. Lia admitted it was quite beautiful. Very large but homey in it's strange way. It smelled delicious. Is that what the alpha smelled like? She sure hoped so. Upon entering what looked like a study, Lia tugged at her dress and fixed her heaps of hair behind her shoulders. She had curled it today, making sure it looked extra pretty for her new appointment. She prayed it wasn't harder than a job interview. She just had to be honest... even if the alpha recognized her father's last name on her own. She was too ashamed and disheartened to use her abandoned mother's. She wondered if her alpha father from the clan up in Vancouver was still looking for her.

When she entered the room, she spotted the undeniably beautiful alpha behind the desk. In their kind, it wasn't uncommon these days to see an alpha female. Werewolves weren't picky about their class, their love, or their mating. As long as it fueled their energy and fueled their sex drive. Lia was learning slowly that she was no different. Releasing a pent of breath and causing her breasts to rise and fall, she offered the woman a smile. "Hello." Was all she said before Max closed the door behind her. She shyly looked to the door. "Uh, yeah, thanks," and moved toward the seat after talking to the door like an idiot.

"I'm sorry about arriving short notice, it's just... I'd give anything right now to join your pack. I don't have a place to go. We were... banished a while ago. You may know my father - Jonathan Aldo. But, I'm different, you know. I'm loyal, I won't stray. And I promise to earn any keep or ... roof over my head?" She gave a small, hopeful grin. This was her last hope.

She'd do anything.

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“Miss Jacqueline, it’s time for you to wake up.” Maxwell had decided to just brave stepping into the alpha’s room since she hadn’t woken up after a few knocks to her bedroom door. “You have a meeting this morning.”

“Maxwell I thought I told you to go and—“ Jack grumbled groggily into her pillow before picking her head up suddenly. …Wait…what? A meeting? With a groan, she pulled the blanket over her head and curled up into a ball like a child. Winter was coming, she had been too lazy to start the woodstove that heated the house last night, and now all she wanted to do was stay in her nice warm bed all day. “Hmmph…tell them to come back tomorrow Maxwell…I’m jet-lagged and tired and—“

“You know you wouldn’t be so tired if you would pick a mate… If I may be so bold as to suggest, Miss Jacqueline.“ Maxwell tried to sound nonchalant. But there was a touch of smugness in his voice. After spending the night with his mate, he felt quite refreshed this morning.

“Go make me breakfast, you aggravatingly bold bastard.” Jack growled and hurled a pillow at her butler, which of course missed and harmlessly plopped onto the ground a few feet away from Max. Hmmph! How dare he suggest that she mate with one of those idiotic young males that always clamored for her attention?! While homosexual wolves weren’t unheard of, it was definitely odd for an alpha to have the tastes that Jacqueline had. Though, as grumpy as she was, she remembered her manners, and added a ‘please’ to her request for breakfast.

“Of course, Miss.” Max picked up the pillow, fluffed it, and then placed it back onto the bed before heading towards the door, leaving Jacqueline to get ready for the day.

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With her shoulder-length brown hair slicked back to expose her regal neck and strong jawline, as well as a form-fitting white button down and pair of hip-hugging jeans, Jacqueline was fairly certain that she looked quite handsome this morning. Not beautiful, not pretty, but handsome. On days where she had meetings with individuals of unknown genders (since Maxwell was being very secretive about this whole ‘meeting’ he had scheduled for her), Jack preferred to dress in a way that danced between genders. It made males respect her for brandishing her strength rather than her femininity, and females feel safe in the presence of a powerful, confident alpha.

For now she sat in her study with the fireplace going. She loved the smell of old books, burning wood, and musky old log cabin; this was definitely one of her favorite rooms in the house. Before her were a couple of legal documents that had been sent to her for review. Just the usual nonsensical bureaucratic loops that the government made them jump through in order to have them keep their ‘reservation’ status. But her attention was drawn away from the papers as a familiar hand knocked on her door and she looked up just in time to see Max leading in a –very- gorgeous looking young woman.

“Please…have a seat.” Jacqueline offered the girl a polite smile and motioned to the chair on the other side of the fine oak desk that she was sitting at. She cleared what she was working on off to the side to show that the new girl had her complete attention, and then patiently listened as Lia ran through her story. “Aldo…” Jack repeated the name, twirling it about in her head as she tried to match it to a face. She met so many people in her line of work and it was hard to keep track. But usually she was fairly good at remembering the names of wolves. And while she hadn’t ever met Jonathan Aldo herself, she did recognize the surname ‘Aldo’ as one that belonged to a line of alphas from Vancouver.

A banished Aldo… She studied the other girl quite critically after that comment. There were few reasons that a wolf was banished from their pack. She didn’t smell like the type that sold out her family to hunters. Nor did she look like she had it in her to kill another wolf. So what was it then? A bastard child… Yes, that must be it. Aldo must’ve mated with a girl far beneath his class and then the pack had pressured for the mother and daughter to be removed.

“You may live on the reservation… I’m not the type to turn away a pretty stray.” Jack said after a moment of thought. She didn’t see any harm that the girl could possibly cause anyways. “We have some smaller cabins for wolves that come to us without anything of their own. They are a bit more…primitive. No running water, heat, or electricity. But they do have fireplaces, kerosene lamps, and there are communal bathrooms close by.” ‘Close by’ meant a nice fifteen minute walk in the cold, depending on the cabin. But for werewolves with nowhere else to go, the cabins were a lot better than life on the street.

“But if you have skills that are useful to the pack, or useful to me…perhaps we could negotiate other living arrangements.” Lia looked young, but her eyes were bright and Jacqueline was sure she saw intelligence behind those lovely blue orbs. Perhaps she’d make a good secretary. But she was also very pretty…powerful alphas did enjoy keeping playthings for themselves. And Jack could definitely use a willing female to help relieve some of the sexual frustration that always cursed wolves so close to the full moon. “So what tricks can you do, whelp?” Jack grinned, only to show that she was being playful so that the young woman didn’t take offense to her question.

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She released the pent up breath and frustration she held. Oh my God. Finally! Finally! She had a place to live that didn't require her to pay any bills in return. What she could contribute, she didn't know, but she hoped she could learn. And if Jacqueline was this stunning to look at, who knows what the others looked like in the pack! It got her a little excited as she squirmed around in her seat a moment and nodded. Oh, so no water, heat, electricity? Er, well, it was better than nothing, though it was turn off. Beggars can't be choosers, princess. It was such a beautiful reservoir, how could she just say no? Despite the circumstances, maybe...

However, the thought of having other 'skill sets' that would contribute to either the pack or the alpha herself, Lia furred her brows together and looked down. What could she offer? "Uh," she added and actually thought about it, looking around the beautiful, rustic place. Maybe she could use sometime to keep tabs on? Take notes? "I've worked a few places; one in customer services, the one before that a secretary to a small business firm." She kept out the fact that the CEO tried to hit on her and thus, in order to avoid him thinking her a freak for being a werewolf, left the firm. They weren't really friendly those outside of a human realm. Plus the janitor was a creep.

"Would that... work?" But when the woman grinned, Lia grinned back and shook her head. "I'm not going to lie, I'd prefer something a little more... homely. I'm not a daddy's girl, but I'll work hard for a better, uhm, arrangement? Need a little secretary? I'm on the case," she winked and placed her hands on her hips, standing up and holding out her hand to Jack. "What do you say?" Her cute enthusiasm, she hoped, would be contagious. "I promise, I'll be loyal to you."

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"A secretary, hmm?" Jacqueline thought about it for a moment. Currently she didn't have a secretary...which meant that she had to actually talk to her manager and work with him to schedule fights on her own. And then she needed to talk with the pack elders, with the werewolf legal team, and about one hundred other people she didn't want to deal with on a daily basis. It was difficult work, balancing her human and her pack life. Usually she didn't mind all of the labor and running around; despite her life of privilege, she preferred to do as much on her own as she could. Maybe it was the wolf in her that craved the balance between dependent and independent lifestyles...

But now, with all the paperwork she had to do to finalize the land deal with the United States and Canadian governments, and her growing popularity after her fight with Amelia Vaduva, keeping all of her affairs in order was starting to strain her. And the girl was cute, it might be nice to have a little bit of eye candy around the place? She was definitely growing tired of seeing Maxwell's wrinkled old mug when he woke her up for breakfast, and every evening before bed when he took his leave. Hmmph...maybe she should take a mate? The thought of another male in her life repulsed her and she shook her head a bit to clear it. Blech...no more men. Maxwell, her father, and her brothers were enough.

A promise to be loyal to her? ...Well, that was enticing.

"Alright, you've got a deal. I could use someone to work as a secretary/personal assistant." Jack stood up with a nod. Out of her chair she looked much more impressive. Tall, lean, muscular, and with curves in all the right places, she was an excellent balance of masculinity and femininity. She reached across the desk and took Lia's outstretched hand in a firm handshake. "I travel a lot between this home, my penthouse in the city, and wherever my agent books me a match. I'm a professional MMA fighter... But ah... we will always be spending full moons here." Jacqueline paused for a moment as she thought something over. Now she'd have to allow the girl to live somewhere a bit better than the cabins. But she was still a bit tired...too tired to think of somewhere else to put her. "You will stay here, for now anyways. There are plenty of extra rooms. Maxwell can help you get settled and I will fill you in on your duties tomorrow...I'm very tired today, you'll have to forgive me for being a poor hostess."

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Ah, this was great! Finally - she had a real job and a real home. Well, sort of, but it was real enough to her. It just felt right. And this Jacqueline - er Jack - woman seemed well off and kind enough to take someone like her in. No doubt she'd have to meet the others and attend every festival or meeting. Speaking of which; their mating season was starting to come up... fairly soon too. She knew that it put females in immediately heat and Lia was no exception to the rule. She'd have to be a good wolf and stay in doors and perhaps just pleasure herself or, or something.

But enough on that; she allowed the woman to give her a firm handshake to which Lia beamed and nodded. The older woman paused and began to explain her situation across the city. Her homes, her profession and all the meetings that Lia would now be attending at Jack's side. Smiling, the younger wolf nodded again, almost a toothy grin and leaned inward. "That's incredible. An MMA fighter? Whoa," she paused to think what Jacqueline would look like in just a perfectly tight sports bra. Yikes, it was almost too good to think about! Clearing her throat, she thanked Jack again for allowing her to stay in such a nicer area. Deep down, she wondered if this would offend any of the other lower class members in the pack? So what; she was getting the special treatment and Lia felt, after all these years, she deserved it. Let them talk; she had the alpha on her side for now.

"I understand. Thank you so much. And no, no, no, don't apologize, you are far from it. You've given me a home. I'm very grateful. I won't let you down," she promised and placed her hands back at her side as she exited the room with Maxwell - must have been her butler or something - waited behind the door for her. Had he been listening? Well, it didn't matter... Lia allowed Maxwell to take her upstairs and spoke softly of all the familiarities in the large house. He spoke of how business was run and when Jacqueline needed things on her desk and what time she'd be up. Jeez, it was a lot, but she certainly would be earning her keep for all the hard work. It was better than paying rent in the dump of a city.

When they moved to a room, he paused a moment and opened the door. "Oh, dear," he exclaimed and Lia's delicate brows shot up. "What's wrong?" She echoed his concern and noticed that the mattress had no linen sheets. Lia laughed and promised a couch would be just fine. Maxwell's little eyes darted around. "I'm sure Jacqueline wouldn't mind you sleeping her quarters. She tends to get a little... protective. You'll find it's only in her nature. If she doesn't know where you are, you may want to make it a point to be where she can see or smell you." Lia shyly looked down, her heart beating rapidly.

"Oh, well, if you insist. You know her far better than I do. And she is alpha; I wouldn't want to mess around."

Maxwell grinned. He just had to tell his wife about this. She'd be so proud at his cunning little game! Lia was such a pretty wolf, and despite her rank now, she was still the daughter of another alpha who's pack, last he heard, was up in Vancouver. Perhaps a strong kindling of both packs? And Lia seemed strong enough to hold her own; she was bold enough to come here and seemed to get what she wanted through the alpha. And what of Jacqueline? She didn't like the men of the pack? Fine! Pick the new wolf and see what she had to offer. Her hips were small, but well rounded, and her breasts were large for her small body. She could carry child well.

He was already thinking ahead of himself. How could Jacqueline even... He raised his peppered brows. He needed to speak with his alpha mistress immediately. He knew of a woman in the wood, just behind their reservoir, maybe a good hour's run out that could, help even the playing field for their alpha should she choose to take a female lover. He smiled to himself and offered the way to Jack's room. Lia thanked him and said she didn't really have anything bu the small bag she carried. A few mementos from her family, some small bits of jewelry, some of her favorite hygiene products, and just a few outfits she normally wore. And that was it. Looking around in Jacqueline's room, she shyly began to explore. Never touching, just looking around.

Once satisfied, she slipped out of her dress, leaving it on the floor and slipped into her cute nightdress that reached far above her knees. Stretching, she brushed her teeth in Jack's personal bathroom and then huddled her little things back to her bag. It just didn't feel right sharing her alpha's room, so she kept all of her things in one place, should she be kicked out. Taking out a notepad and pen, she clicked and began to write all the things she was now going to do for Jack. Sitting on the alpha's bed, she leaned on her belly and crossed her legs behind her, humming a little.

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“Miss Jacqueline, do you have a moment?” Maxwell was trailing behind his alpha mistress. He had heard her leave her study and had rushed across the large log home in order to intercept her before she got to her bedroom and saw the surprise that was waiting for her.

“No. Whatever it is, can’t it wait until tomorrow? I have a headache, I’m tired, and I just want to –“

“Miss, if you would just pick a mate instead of fighting your wolf, I assure you you’d feel much better. I’m surprised you’ve lasted as long as you have without going mad!”

“Maxwell, enough. We’re not having this discussion, I just want to go to bed. Now go home before I muzzle you and tie you out back.” Jack snarled, causing Maxwell to stop in his tracks in the hallway that led to her bedroom. She was actually surprised that he wasn’t following her into her room. Though…that little surprise was replaced with a much bigger and sexier one laying in her bed.

“MAXWELL!” Jack barked, then turned on her heel to march back out the door and find her butler. “Excuse me, Lia.” She hurriedly said before shutting the door behind her. “What the hell is going on?!” The alpha hissed as she rounded her butler, gesturing at the door that hid Lia dressed in such a slinky garment. How the fuck was she supposed to sleep with that in her bed?!

“My apologies, Miss. I sent out the linens to be washed and they haven’t come back yet. Your siblings will be arriving tomorrow and I knew you wouldn’t want them to sleep on dusty old sheets.” When Jack looked as though she were going to punch him right in the face, he just offered a kind smile and tried to look as old and helpless as possible. “It’s just for tonight, Miss Jacqueline. And the girl…she’s down on her luck, all alone, in a strange new place. I’m sure she’d appreciate the feeling of safety and security that a roommate would provide. Think of it as like…like a slumber party.”

Jacqueline could do nothing but glare at her old butler. This was the problem every time he was united with his wife, the pack Matchmaker. He started talking about her ‘need to pick a mate’ to ‘settle down’ and throwing out the offer of ‘I know a nice young wolf that you might like…’ But as irritated as she was, she knew most of it stemmed from having denied herself true pleasure for so long. She usually kept human lovers because willing lesbian females were easy to find. But the problem with humans was that they were unable to keep up with her impressive stamina and her insatiable lust when she was in heat. And then she’d be stuck ‘taking care’ of herself…but she wasn’t going to take care of anything with Lia in her room.

“Just…you know what? Fine. Fine….make sure the linens are back tomorrow.” Perhaps Maxwell was just the victim of poor timing, and she was the victim of bad luck. After all…he hadn’t -known- that Lia would be staying here tonight., had he? No… No…there was no way that he could have known. Unless she really was that predictable? Bah, who cared. She was tired and just wanted to go to bed. “G’night, Maxwell.” She said finally before moving back towards her room.

She offered Lia a sheepish, apologetic smile as she came back in. She was fairly certain the young wolf had heard most of her conversation with Maxwell. “Sorry about that…you’re welcome to spend the night in here, of course. I was just…surprised…” Her voice trailed off as she finally got a good look at Lia; who was dressed in nothing but a nightgown that was short and gave a tantalizing better look at her mouthwatering breasts than her dress had.

She shook her head, trying to clear her mind of lusty thoughts. Don’t pounce on the fresh meat… Then she sauntered towards her dresser to get into something for bed. Jack wasn’t shy about nudity, besides…she wasn’t –really- getting naked anyways. So she unbuttoned her shirt, right infront of Lia, and chucked it into the hamper; the white garment was soon followed by her black lace bra and a pair of jeans. Lia would be graced with a view of her backside that was clad in a pair of black boyshorts. There were a couple of bruises staining her creamy skin. Even though werewolves healed faster than humans, that match against the vampire had hurt her bad enough that she was still feeling it a day later.

She tugged on a dark purple, satiny cami to cover up her top and then turned around so that she could briskly walk towards the bed. Even with the wood stove heating the house, it was still awfully chilly! And so she slid under the sheets to get warm.

“Come on, time for bed.” Jack motioned for the girl to put away her pen and paper so that she could turn out the lights. Although she had a king-sized bed, she already knew that she was going to end up curled up with Lia tonight once she fell asleep. It was just how she was…she liked to wrap her arms around the other body that occupied her bed and protect it all through the night.

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There was a lot of thumping footsteps that surrounded the area right outside of Miss Jacqueline's room. And for the smallest of moments, Lia was beginning to feel that perhaps, she wasn't allowed to be in here. When Jack opened the door, Lia scrambled up and turned to sit on her rear, facing her and blinking hard. Slowly, she lowered the pen and paper, looking around the room for an explanation. The look on her face screamed 'I'm Innocent.' And with that, Jack excused herself a moment and slammed the door behind her.

Lia paused briefly and scribbled something in her notes that said, 'Don't always Trust Mr. Max,' and put a few little stars beside it. Sighing, she rubbed her head and hoped it was alright if she could indeed, stay here. The bed had just felt so nice and perhaps it wouldn't be so terrible to sleep next to her alpha. She had been so kind; perhaps Lia could look up to her like any good alpha would approve of. And wolves slept nearest one another outside in the chill often. What made tonight any different? There was what sounded like some shouting coming from either side of the two wolves she'd met in just a short amount of time.

The young wolf idly tapped the sheets she was covered in and folded back the duvet a little. When Jack entered, Lia offered her a small smile. "Are you sure? Max said..." Though it seemed that heresy and the he said, she said, business was beyond what Jack probably needed right now. The woman looked tired. "I appreciate it," she ended with pursed lips and a nod of her head. As Jack changed, Lia shyly lowered her head, her eyes drifting back up to Jack's strong build, but still a feminine one beneath it all, as she slipped her perfect self into a black lace bra and a pair of boy shorts. They were really cute! Lia noticed the bruises along her legs and arms, wondering if that had occurred from her career.

How bold and how exhausting it must hav been to have a job like that when her duty also remained here. How did Jack do it alone? Perhaps this was Lia's calling; to help the alpha she never had. That sounded like a terrible tv series, but she'd make the best of it. Watching Jack now approach her and the bed, all ready for rest, Lia nodded quickly. "Yes, of course alpha," she put away her paper and pen in one swift motion on the night stand beside her and slipped down a little into the large bed. Yes, it was certainly big enough for two or more. She wondered if she was the only other person who ever shared this bed.

But, it really wasn't her right to pry into her new alpha's sex life. For right now, she could only be the best secretary ever and hope that it would get her into a beta position overtime. "Goodnight," she called once the lights had been flicked off and the only light emitting from the room was the burning form the wood stove which heated up the room. Smiling, she turned a little to face it on her side, her one hand sliding beneath the pillow, nuzzling her face against it. Her hair splayed against the blue pillow cases as she curled up and closed her eyes, drifting into sleep. She knew she'd have to be up early, so she'd enjoy this wonderful rest and thank her new alpha generously in the morning. From now on, she'd be on her best behavior.

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“G’night.” Jack murmured her response into her pillow. She was even too tired to correct Lia and tell her to call her ‘Jack’. Not ‘Jacqueline’, not ‘alpha’, not ‘Miss’, just Jack. But well, they could take care of that little formality in the morning. For now, she was exhausted. And after bidding her bedmate goodnight and taking up position as far away from her as possible on the bed, the alpha fell into a deep sleep.

The way Jack slept was fairly normal: curled up into a ball with her arms wrapped around her pillow, hugging it tightly to her body to help make all the stuffing stay at the one end so that the feather pillow was extra fluffy on the top side. But when she started rolling about her bed and lost track of that pillow…other things –had- to take its place. That other thing just happened to be Lia in this case.

Her strong arms snaked around the other woman once Jack had managed to bump into her sometime during the middle of the night. Her grasp wasn’t overpowering, but it was definitely strong, protective, and bordering on the possessive (well of course it was possessive, she thought Lia was her pillow!) She ended up holding Lia through most of the night, tangling their legs together and pressing her pelvis firmly up against the other girl’s little rear as they spooned and shared body heat. It was nice…this was probably the best night of sleep that she had had in a very long time.

Jack began to wake as daylight streamed in through a crack in the curtains. She found her face buried in another girl’s long mane of hair; her nose bombarded with the sweet scent of Lia’s shampoo and the much more delicate scent that was just –her-. The alpha gave a throaty appreciative groan as she inched closer to catch more of Lia’s natural scent. Still in a slight, sleepy daze, the scent of a female in her bed, pressed so snuggly against her made her give a soft, feral growl as her sexual interest was piqued. Her hips pressed forward, a shiver running down her spine as that little bit of friction was enough to stimulate her neglected sex. She wanted to mate, and she wanted to mate –now-.

But something…something didn’t feel quite right. This place didn’t smell right. It smelled like… musky old wood and a burning fire… Home… The realization wrenched her from her dozing state and now Jacqueline was wide awake. This wasn’t her apartment, this wasn’t a hotel room, she was –home-! Which meant…that the girl in her bed wasn’t some fan or a random human female she’d picked up a bar, no, this girl must be from the pack! Aw…fuck. One eye opened, and then another, but it was too late, she could feel the girl in her arms stirring.

Well…it could be worse. Oh wait, hah, it –was- worse, she had her hands full of the young girl’s breasts.

She tried her best to nonchalantly pull her naughty hands away and pull back from her guest/new employee/tempting little snack. At least it was just Lia… someone that was new and didn’t know anything about Jacqueline’s responsibilities to breed and have pups that would one day hopefully grow up strong enough to become alphas themselves.

“Heh…good morning Lia. Sorry, I should have warned you that I get a little…grabby…in my sleep.”

RE: Loup Garou (Javorcek X MissMelly)

It was a nice sleep, nothing terrible about it. In fact, it was much better than her smaller bed back at that awful, nasty little apartment. The sheets felt so much nicer against her near bare skin and she nuzzled into it's sheets. She was happily resting and bless her soul, Lia was not a lightweight when it came to sleeping. She could sleep through a parade, and she often did when the big city had them. She also wasn't much of a tosser and turner; perhaps she had her deep sleep to thank for that. She didn't even notice the warm body that now clung to her own from behind.

There were hands around her, hugging her as though she were a very comfortable little object to be tossed around, like a throw pillow or something. She didn't move, she quite enjoyed the feeling of someone holding her, it felt as though she were appreciated again by someone, anyone. But, if there was one thing that could slightly stir her from her sleep, it was the firm grip on her two delicate breasts. They were a little bigger than the average woman, and while her body was a little smaller, they suited her, balancing her top out. She gave a soft moan which escaped her lips. But... she still did not wish to wake. It felt so good, so nice... who knew someone could stimulate her breasts so wonderfully?

But, as they moved away, that's when she started to wake. Stirring from her sleep, she yawned and slowly moved onto her back to which Jacqueline's hands moved from her. Taking a deep breath, her breasts rising and falling, Lia turned up to her new alpha. "Oh. Well, yes, I can tell you needed two extra pillows." She pointed to her well-rounded breasts before sitting up and rubbing her eyes. "It's alright... it felt kinda nice," Lia wasn't shy about what she was feeling. And besides, might as well say her feelings now. Today she'd be in her own bed. Stretching her arms up, she slid around the bed and checked the alarm. "But good morning!" Lia called happily and wondered if her new room also included a shower, or if she had to do that somewhere else...

"So! What's our agenda for the day? Do you mind if I go shower?" She added shyly and made a quick promise to herself that she'd go searching for a 'not in use' shower and carefully stood up, fixing her night dress. It had moved along her body when she stood up, giving Jack a quick, very small peak at her deliciously cute coral nipple. "I'll go down the hall and find one and then uh, you can tell me what we'll do!" She moved over and shyly bent down to pick up her dress. She didn't have a lot of clothes, but what she did bring with her she hoped was acceptable. Grabbing her bag, she hurried out of the room and back to the room that Maxwell had previously assigned for her. Sheets were on the bed. Sighing in small relief, the blush faded from her neck and cheeks and she closed the door behind her.

Carefully, her hands fiddled around for her products which she peppered the countertop in the attached bathroom with and then turned on the nice looking shower. Closing the glass door, she slipped out of her nightdress, her nipples hard. "Oh, gosh," she bit her lip and cupped them shyly, squeezing. She was a little excited from before. She didn't know that could happen so easily, so fast. When it came to love, Lia had always been a little left behind and lost. She was terrible in deferring when a person was hitting on her or trying to make a move. Well, it didn't help that she was still so young, but you'd think she'd start catching on. Her previous boyfriend had been such a dick, and she wasn't going to look back on that mistake. Humans could really be such assholes, sometimes.

Slipping into the shower, she qukcly shampooed her pretty hair out of the braid and cleaned her body, running the soap along her gentle curves and her strong but small stomach and then between her legs. Finishing, she wrapped in the towel and dried off every inch of her pretty self and blow dried her hair, making crazy, silly faces in the mirror and drawing little hearts on the steamed glass mirror while she brushed her teeth. Grabbing her phone, she turned on a little music and finished up in the bathroom as she slipped into a blue blouse and a pencil skirt, tucking in the blue blouse, revealing her skinny frame but emphasizing her curves further. Slipping into her black heels, she brushed her long waves of hair so it looked a bit smooth. Adding some product to her hair, she then applied a little mascara to her long lashes and a little pinky color to her lips. That was all she needed. Setting her bag on the nightstand, she laid out a few of her books and made the room a little more 'her's.' Finishing up, she headed out of the room and turned off her phone, hugging it to her chest. Clicking her heels back to Jack's room, she politely knocked. "Miss Jacqueline? I left my notepad in there. Are you ready for the day, ma'am?"

RE: Loup Garou, A Reservation for Werewolves (Javorcek X MissMelly)

Jack couldn't help but chuckle at the girl's response, she was good-natured and easy going, Jack had to give her that. And she was brave, brave enough to admit that she had enjoyed the little bit of fondling, even if it was with a complete stranger. For a moment, the alpha was curious to see how much further she could push their new relationship. Maybe her secretary wouldn't mind performing a couple of extra duties? Of course Jack wouldn't be a selfish lover, she'd return any sexual favor given to her ten-fold. But when Lia began to question her about their itinerary for the day, the alpha had to push all of her inappropriate thoughts out of her mind and focus on the business at hand.

"Today, my siblings will be coming with their children so that we can all spend the full moon together." Jack loved her family and truly did enjoy playing with her nieces and nephews. Everyone said that she'd make an excellent mother one day...she just...didn't want to do that whole pregnancy thing. The waddling, the having to pee every 20 minutes, and strangers poking and prodding at her pregnant tummy? Na uh, no way. That wasn't for her. The miracle life is a beautiful thing, as long as she wasn't the one carrying around the miracle. "And then we'll have to schedule a meeting with the pack elders...to get you introduced to everyone. Hopefully we'll be able to do it today, rather then tomorrow." Tomorrow would be the full moon festival. It happened every month on the reservation. The town square was converted into a giant, open party area where wolves would drag in their hunts to be cooked and shared with the rest of the pack. "Tomorrow everyone will be hunting, celebrating, or mating. And you'll have it off of course, free to do whatever you wish." For a moment she was curious what the other werewolf would be doing. Was she a party girl? She definitely didn't look like a hunter. Or would she go out and find a nice strong male to stay with? Lia was definitely pretty enough to pick up one of the betas, maybe even an alpha if she played her cards right. "But go ahead and shower, wear something nice...professional, something that you can come to meetings with me in."

And so they split off, with Jack falling back onto her pillow once Lia shut the door, just taking a moment to think. Er...well...-fantasize- really. Her body shivered with the thought of that delicious looking breast that had been flashed at her, for only a second, but that was more than enough to give her some ammo for her imagination. She wondered how prettily Lia would whimper and whine if Jack grew so bold as to tease the pebbled flesh of her nipple with her dexterous tongue. Would she tremble with want and begin to beg like a shameless little bitch in heat if the alpha teased her enough? Mmm she hoped so... The fantasy made her core throb insistently with lust. Perhaps she should try to take care of herself a little bit? Something quick to take the edge off? Ugh...no...that would take too long; one orgasm was never enough for her and she didn't have time to mess around properly. So with a grunt, she flung her legs over the edge of the bed and climbed out of it so that she could head into her private bathroom to get nice and clean in a cold shower.

By the time she was finished with her bathing, her siblings were starting to arrive. Jack could hear car doors slamming outside as she entered her bedroom. Like her, her younger brother and sister led dual lives: houses and jobs in the city with full moons spent here on the reservoir. On the other hand, their parents had retired from their double lives and settled into another cabin on the reservation, on the other side of the lake where the elders lived.

Jack sighed when she heard a knock on her door, figuring it was her sister. She wasn't dressed yet and had just climbed out of the shower only moments ago. Wrapped in only a dark green, fluffy towel, she was tempted to tell whoever it was to go away. But when Lia announced that it was just herself, Jack figured that it would be safe to let the other girl in if she was just going to be quick to pick up something she had forgotten.

"No, I'm not quite ready yet." Jack smiled and opened the door so that Lia could come in and get her things. "Go on, grab your notepa-"

"Aunt Jaccckkkiiieeee!" A little voice shrieked from the other end of the hallway, followed by the thundering of feet. For such a tiny little creature, her niece definitely had some ear-shattering foot falls. Isabel skidded to a halt as best she could when she saw not one, but -two- bodies by her auntie's room. The little girl ended up barreling into Lia's knees anyways because wood floor + socks = sliding everywhere. Thankfully, she was scrawny just like her mama and only four (four and 3/4!!!) and getting hit by her was getting hit by a little puppy dog. She looked up from the legs that she had run into and up at the lady that they belonged to.

Maybe, if Lia had smelled like all the other pack families that Isabel was used to, she wouldn't be so afraid of the new addition to the house. But as it was... "AHHHHHHHHH STRAANNGGEERRSSS!!" The four year old shrieked. There were strangers in the house!! RUN!! But running was too far! So instead, she scrambled up her aunt, clawing at her and ripping down the towel in her distress to get to a safe place. Auntie Jack had such nice, strong arms, just like papa! She'd keep her safe from the new person!

"Izzy what're you - ? - GAH! Nnfgh! HEY! No no no no no no-" Well, there went the towel. "Izzy - OW! THOSE DON'T COME OFF!!!" And now her niece was using her breasts as handholds to climb up her body, awesome. Maybe she'd get her some rockclimbing lessons for Christmas. The alpha was unsure of whether to attempt to guard her private parts from Lia's eyes or to try to grab her niece that was screaming "STRANGER DANGER" and hold her. But the little girl seemed to be doing fine on her own; she clawed her way upward until finally she was situated atop Jack's strong shoulders and clung to her wet hair for support. "ACK! Too hard! Too hard!" Jacqueline reached up to gently pry her niece's little hands from her hair. "Fuc-" Don't swear infront of the children "Fuh-focus, stop screaming. It's not a stranger, come on, calm down. It's just my new secretary. Her name is Lia and she's very nice."

"Isabel!" Marie sighed, shaking her head as the rest of her body slowly appeared as she climbed up the stairs. Marie was a bit slighter than her older sister, with long, dark brown hair that she could -finally- grow out, now that her children were out of that hair-pulling stage. She was much more feminine than Jack...who appeared to be stark naked and showing off her muscles to her new mate...or something like that. "Come here sweetie...before auntie decides to use you as a speedbag." She smiled and stood on tip-toe so that she could help her daughter down from her older sister's shoulders. "Jack, come on, put some clothes on. You're worse than the children, just running around naked. Why can't you be civil like your girlfriend and be dressed when company comes over?" The youngest Dubois smirked as she sized up Jack's...whatever the other girl was. Pretty but young, very young. Was this girl even old enough to buy a drink at bar yet? Jack must be a good ten years older than her. What a cradle robber her older sister was! "I'm Marie, by the way."

"Alright! That's it! Show's over. You! Out!" She growled at her sister, pointing towards the stairs and banishing her back to the first floor of the large log cabin. Back to the kitchen, the dining room, or her own bedroom, Jack didn't care, as long as her family was out of her hair so that she could get dressed. Marie didn't seem to mind Jack's temper, infact she just gave her older sister a fake pout and retreated with her daughter to the safety of the dining room, where breakfast was already laid out for them.

"Now you..." she said as she rounded onto Lia. Jack could feel the headache starting to build up. It wasn't even 9am and she was already irritated. If she had to have any meetings with the pack elders today in order to introduce Lia to them for their approval, she was going to end up losing her mind. Or kill someone, whatever was easier. She was stressed and annoyed and...and...

"Don't over think this..." The alpha growled as she prowled closer to Lia. Sexual frustration was starting to finally wear down on her. The full moon was tugging at her base instincts, and it wasn't even here yet. She was feeling aggressive and horny as fuck. And their mating season was soon...she could already feel her lust started to grow. Could almost smell the very -slight- change in the pheromones that Lia was putting out. She needed some relief, and hopefully she was going to find it with this pretty young female.

Hey, in her 29 years on this world, she'd made some -way- worse decisions than the one she was about to act on right now. Don't judge her for pouncing on her new secretary, Jacqueline really was a romantic at heart...at least...when the world wasn't piling on the stress to the point where she either wanted to fuck something or kill something.

So once Lia had stepped back into a wall from Jack's forward advances and was cornered, the taller woman was on her. Strong hands gripped the shorter girl's delicate jawline with surprising tenderness as she tilted her face upwards. Down Jack leaned, capturing her those beguiling cherry lips in a deep, hungry kiss. The entirety of her powerful, nude body came forward, pressing firmly against Lia's more small and supple form as the alpha ravished her mouth in an attempt to help take the edge of her more feral side off.