Finding A Home Amongst The Wolves

Queens running Reign

~Crystal~

I stalk around my mate in the tall grass, with my white coat, blending in is harder for me so I really need to concentrate on every move I make and every sound I hear. Controlling my breathing so its pretty much one with the air around me I watch him as his ears flick about, trying to hear me as he moves his head around, slowly, trying to get a glimpse of me. Flicking his tailback and forth in agitation he turns his back to me, which was his first mistake, and then I feel the subtle knocking in my mind as he tries to reach me.

A quiet but annoyed breathe leaves my mouth and my tail twitches in agitation as I block his presence from my mind. I can tell he doesnt like that because his whole body stiffens up and he lets out a very angry growl but guess what buddy, today we're playing MY game by MY rules.

Drawing back onto my haunches I feel all my limbs tense in preparation for my attack. Drawing my lips back I feel my eyes glow a light purple as I silently fly through the air and connect with my target with a loud thud and vicious growls. Roaring loudly in his face I feel the air around us change and tense as my challenge to my mate is thrown into the air. His angered, answering growl is loud in the otherwise silent forest; shaking the ground around us.

I know that no matter the end results this will be important for our relationship if we choose to go forward after this.

Tensing my body we both leap into a sprint at the same time on a deathly growl. Jumping onto his back as he lunges at me I twist in the air and dig my teeth into the back of his neck and my claws into his back. He howls in pain and of course I feel bad but this will never happen again.

It's not like I enjoy hurting my mate.

He turns his head and snaps at my front leg, trying in vain to pull me off but I saw through that move and instead I slam my paw into the side of his head; knicking his ear and drawing more blood from him.

I seem to be doing a great job at pissing him off cause he runs full speed into a tree, slamming me against it with a snap. Yowling in pain I lose my grip on him and I plummet to the ground in a heap at the foot of the tree. Staring down at me with blood red eyes I feel my eyes flash brighter at him.

Faster than I thought he could move he brings his mouth down on me. I feel his teeth lock on my shoulders and it draws blood. Quickly twisting around I latch my teeth around his neck and proceed to roll like a crocodile in the water. He goes down with me as I somehow managed to get on top of him. The taste of his blood trickles into my mouth and the taste kind of turns me on.

All of a sudden my body heats up and I can feel my body moisten; getting ready for his entry. The overpowering feeling distracts me enough for Shadow to smell my need and retaliate. Using his hind legs he kicks me up into the air and then i'm slammed down on the ground with his teeth clasped tightly around my throat and his whole body weight holding me down.

I come out of my lustful daze only enough to wiggle out from under him. Growling louder he tightens his jaws a little more and puts more of his weight on my body so I can't move at all. Loosening his grip on my neck I feel his tail flick against my side twice before he wraps it around me as well and at that point I had already kind of decided to conceide defeat.

"Enough Crystal!"

Grumbling quietly I open my link to him completely so he doesn't have to shout so loud in my mind but also it's about fucking time.

"It's about time you slow, asshat of a mate."

A growl/grumble leaves his throat as he completely relaxes his jaw and he shifts his body so he's still on me partially but mostly he's just boxing me in.

"What the hell do you mean? Crazy woman."

"I finally knocked some sense into your thick head. I'm Crystal or Snow to you, not some object. I'm a woman with a name and I can take care of myself so stop being such a dick!"

He doesn't respond to me at first... or at all, instead he begins to lick the small wound on my neck. Closing my eyes I relax into my spot on the ground as he continues to clean the small tear of flesh. Once he's done with that he begins to trail down my body cleaning the blood and dirt from me with a soft purr like noise.

He gets down to my stomach; smelling me he freezes on top of me and I know that he just remembered that I carry his young. Jumping away from me he begins to rant/pace about how he could be so careless, how could I and blah blah blah. Then he runs back over and begins to check over me with a frantic urgency.

Grumbling low in my throat about what a ninny he is I roll my eyes before pushing up from the ground. He looks at me like he broke me and if I wasn't sexually frustrated right now I would find this situation slightly funnier and more endearing than it is.

He stands a couple paces from me, looking at me like I'm made of glass and standing very tall compared to my small, lithe frame. Prowling over to him I twine myself inbetween his two front legs before lifting up so I can reach his face. Nizzling his face with mine I begin to purr and kiss his cheek. Smelling the left over blood from the wounds I gave him, I begin to lick his ear in earnest. Once his ear is healed from my saliva I move onto his neck, making sure everything is all healed. Leaving my spot between his legs I order him to lay down so I could do the cuts on his back/side and he grudgenly obeys.

Probably because he thinks I'll die if he doesn't listen which benefits me so... Eh.

Licking the blood from my lips when I'm done I begin to feel very tired. Yawning quietly I turn back in the direction of the pack and slowly begin to make my way there.

If he follows he follows, if not that's a him problem.

After a bit I feel him start to walk beside me and we finish the trek back home in comfortable silence. Coming back up on the house the door is already open and as we walk up the steps a pack mate closes it behind us.

Walking into the room I head straight for the bathroom so I can take a shower. Kicking the door shut with my leg I ignore his grumpy growl and shift into my alter ego's form. Now standing taller on two legs I've come to the conclusion that the two legged form isn't any taller than my other. Rolling my eyes at my figure in the mirror I puff out my cheeks and cross my eyes before turning away from my reflection and turning the water on. Peeling off the slightly bloody clothes I climb into the shower; spinning around under the warm heat of the water I feel the grime from that day run off my body and down the drain.

Thinking about the last couple of hours I have no clue as to what to do with that vampire... well actually what I really want to do is rip his head from his body with my teeth but Xena says I can't kill him.

Ugh. just thinking about doing any kind of deed with him makes me shudder hard and my skin crawl in dusgust.

Changing the track my mind went on I cup the bottom of my stomach in my hands. Smiling softly I begin to rub my thumb along the skin closest to where I know the babies are. I know this forms vocal cords can't form a purr so I hum instead. Getting lost in my thoughts I quietly turn off the water and dry myself off with a towel. Putting on an over-sized T-shirt I finish in the bathroom by brushing my teeth and then running a brush through my hair before opening the door and letting all the steam rush out into the bedroom.

As soon as my form steps out into the doorway I'm lifted off my feet by Shadow as he stood outside the door waiting for me to come out. Wrapping my arms around his neck I hold on loosely as he carries me to the bed and gently places me down on the silky sheets that I know he had recently changed for me. Turning onto my side I lay down with a yawn as he pulls the covers up over me.

"Do you need anything?"

"Not really."

Tapping my fingers in tired contentment against the sheet I close my eyes and listen as he walks around to his side and slides in. Scooting closer he grabs me around the waist and pulls me closer until I rest against him.

My metaphorical tail flicks in lazy enjoyment again.

I think Shadow finally understands.

He might be King but it's the Queens that truly run reign.