The Love of a Werewolf

Chapter 25

Altheia watches Ethan, a soft smile on her face as she watches him run around in his wolf form, chasing a butterfly. They've decided to spend the day together and since their wolves, both desperately needed to stretch and spend time with each other, they decided a day in the forest was more than acceptable. "Ethan come." She calls him over, and he happily trots over to her, nuzzling his nose against her cheek. "Change back, baby."

He does so easily and wraps around her quickly. "You okay?" He pants slightly and press a soft kiss on her forehead.

"I am, I just wanted you near me." She tells him truthfully and he smiles dopely at her. They lay in each other's embrace, whispering softly amongst each other, giggling softly. From an outsider's prospective, they look like two young kids madly in love with each other and they are.

Altheia tenses and quickly stands up on alert, blocking Ethan from view, since he's still not dressed. "What's wrong?" Ethan tenses as well, placing his hand on her bum.

"Someone is here." She growls softly and Ethan lifts his nose to the air and sniff around coming up empty.

"I don't smell anything." He whispers and Altheia shushes him.

"Come out now!" She demands, letting her wolf slip into her command as well. The bushes rustle slightly and then a brown, scraggly looking wolf tumbles out the bushes. It's clearly hurt and it's alone, but Altheia still approaches it with caution. "Shift." She demands firmly and with a low whine, a small woman is in place of where the brown wolf used to sit. "State your purpose for being on my land."

"Hurt... help... kill me please." Her sentences come out broken and her face holds the pain she's feeling, which must be excruciating.

"Ethan baby, have some guards and a doctor meet us here." Altheia demands, leaving no room for argument from him. Ethan quickly rush over to their stuff looking frantically for his phone.

"Okay, they're on the way." His voice sounded strong, but Altheia can hear the small amount of fear laced into his words.

"What pack did you come from?" Altheia questions the girl gently, but her guard is still in high alert, she knows they're at war and this could be part of their plan, send in an injured wolf, so they have someone on the inside, and while her gut is insisting it's not true, it doesn't help to take extra measures.

"Me have no pack... abandoned..." the girl speaks broken English and Altheia sighs in relief when the doctor shows up and instantly begin healing the young girl. It felt like hours but really it took no more then 30 minutes for her to be fully healed. "T-thank you."

"What happened to you?" Altheia waves off her thanks, wanting to get to the bottom of this quickly, so she can have her mate all to herself again.

"They chase me... I listen to wolf and run, but they catch me, hurt me." Her English is terrible, it's as if she's been living in the woods her whole life.

"And you have no family? No pack?" Ethan speaks up, tilting his head in curiosity.

"They no want me, they left me." Her lip wobbles and Altheia shifts uncomfortably at seeing her teary eyes.

"What's your name?" He asks, walking slowly to the small girl, curled into herself.

"Name? I don't know what that is, I sorry to bother you, but I go now." The unknown wolf states, and Altheia sniffs out her wolf, who comes to her willingly and her heart breaks, even her wolf hadn't matured properly, she'd die if she went back out there.

"No, you stay, come on girl." Altheia demands and the young one nods, following behind Altheia cautiously, gasping at all her surroundings.

"You live in house, I've always wanted to see in a house." She squeals excitedly and Altheia can't help but chuckle at her excitement.

"Then go on and explore." She pushes the girl through the doors of the pack house and make sure the guards keep an eye on the girl at all times, while she may not be a danger, that doesn't mean Altheia fully trusts her.

She turns to her mate and looks at him standing behind her, his eyes already focused on her. "Let's go home, I got something for you." Altheia smiles at him and he nods eagerly.

As soon as they enter the house, Altheia is attacking Ethan's lips roughly and he takes it in stride. Moaning as she nips at his lips. "Altheia." He moans, when her teeth slips into his mating mark.

"Who do you belong to baby?" She whispers against his neck and she smirks as she feels him tremble slightly in her arms.

"I belong to you, my queen." He whispers and there's nothing but complete adoration and awe in his voice. The look in his eyes was almost to much for her to bare.

"That's right, you do." She confirms, pushing him down onto the bed, after stripping him, she straddles his lap, and takes off the oversized shirt she has on. "I want you to keep your hands to yourself for as long as you can, baby, you think you can do that for me."

"Yes, I can, I'll be good." He whimpers softly and she grins, shushing him by sitting on his face, he immediately dives in, eating as if he's never ate before.

The only way Ethan can describe Altheia's taste is having his first taste of heaven after so many years in hell. She tastes like all of his favorite things, and when she comes apart on his tongue, she grips on his hair and her legs tremble and she shouts his name in the most seductive way possible.

"You did so good." She says breathlessly, "now it's your turn." She takes his cock in her mouth and his eye's immediately roll to the back of his head.

Fuck, she feels so good.