The Forest At Night

Chapter 8

"OW! Son of a BITCH," Raff yelled out as Tate dabbed his wounds with alcohol.

"I'm sorry, Alpha, we have to make sure you don't get an infection." The blonde said as she pressed her pink lips against his. She threw her long, tan arms around him, and he groaned in pleasure. Tate had been trying to seduce him, wanting to be his luna, but she would never be. He would take the free pussy, Tate knew what she was doing, but it was nothing compared to Ashtynn. She always gasped when he entered her, bucking her hips and arching her perfect back. He loved seeing Ashtynn's back dimples in the moonlight, begging her hair to be pulled.

"Thank you, Tate, you always know how to make me feel better. You will be a great luna." Tate removed her bikini top and straddled Raff, running her manicured fingers through his hair. As Raff entered inside of her, all he could picture was Ashtynn. Tate would give up all the secrets about Knox and his weaknesses and Ashtynn would be his.

Knox's black Lincoln pulled in, Ash was in the back seat, holding Knox's head in her knees, watching him breathe. Cain was in shotgun and got out as soon as Blaez pulled the car to a complete stop. Ashtynn stepped out of the car door Blaez opened for her, and the two men brought Knox inside. They had pulled up to an enormous cabin. There were many chimneys and smoke was only coming out of one. The front of the mansion had an entire 20 foot window, exposing beautiful couches and a huge flat screen TV in the living room.

"Wow," Ash whispered as they were let into the house. Ashtynn saw others help carry Knox upstairs, and she followed with Rebecca hot on her heels. They were led into a very large master bedroom, large windows with black curtains pulled aside, facing the forest out back. It was an absolutely gorgeous view, including a beautiful waterfall. While other werewolves were cutting Knox's clothes off, and hooking him up to an IV, a mocha-colored woman strode into the room. She was wearing a flowy blue dress that matched her dark blue dreadlocks that were adorned with gold metal beads.

"I'm here, let me see him," her smooth voice instantly made Ash feel at ease. The witch flowed over to Knox and picked up his leg, her nose twitching. She murmured some words and some blue energy slithered off her hand, and wrapped around Knox's leg.

"Oh Dear, it seems he got silver in his bloodstream," she said as she turned his leg in different ways.

"We need to clean out his blood as much as possible." Hazel walked over to a desk and threw some herbs in a mortar and pestle, grinding them into dust. A young blonde werewolf brought over some moon water, which Hazel poured a little into the mortar, making a paste. Hazel gestured for Ashtynn to come and hold Knox's hand.

"Werewolves are unpredictable, particularly when they are in pain. He believes you as mates, please have some form of physical contact with him while I do this spell." Ashtynn nodded her head and grabbed Knox's hand. Hazel moved back down to Knox's leg, rubbing the paste into his wound. The male werewolf's eyes snapped open as he yelled out in pain.

"Knox, Baby, it's okay, I'm here. You got silver in your bloodstream, and Hazel is helping us get it out of you."

"No wonder this hurts like fuck," Knox said through gritted teeth.

"It's a good sign that you're conscious Alpha Knox, nice to see you again. I do wish it was under better circumstances, however." Hazel smiled, applying more of the floral paste to his leg, causing the male werewolf to growl. Ashtynn grabbed Knox's face, and turned his head towards her, capturing his lips with hers. Knox kissed her back, occasionally growling in his chest when more paste was applied.

Hazel started scraping some of the ointment off his leg, and Ash saw the paste was shiny, and had a silver tint to it. The ointment was drawing out the liquid silver.