The night grew on and the tension was thick. Finally she looked up at him only to find him looking away. “I will give this a shot though I don’t know why.”
Tokala’s face gleamed in ecstasy and he hugged her tighter. In their joy they allowed themselves to be consumed by sleep. The next day Tokala seemed to have taken the night before in stride, every action now as though he knew exactly what he was doing. Kaji on the other hand was scared, nervous with every turn. The difference between the two was like night and day. Because of Tokala’s aura of joy along with that of Kaji’s strange happiness and her extreme nervous, self doubting behavior, the pack knew very quickly what had happened. Tokala was congratulated and beamed with pride getting many racy comments from the males while Kaji had to endure torture of the women talking about their love affairs and cooing over how cute it was.
Winter was coming to an end, the snow melted from the ground, though the blooms had yet to rise. The pack had passed the winter in calm. Going out every month to move the cattle around and once in a while going out to hunt. The most prized event was the birth of Orenda’s daughter, while Misae was due any day.
Kaji and Tokala could hardly be seen apart but there was friction between them. Kaji tried not to make a big deal of anything, all these emotions so alien and frightening, but she had learned early that Tokala was pushy when he was wanting. It hurt and thrilled her as she herself wanted him and at times found herself teasing him into it. What hurt the most is that she saw herself as a harlot because she had these drives that were barely controllable most defiantly she could not control them when he was around. Most of all it was because of what had been allowed to happen already between them, things that should only be done between mates.
Kaji began to grow distant from Tokala, wanting space for herself. She wanted away from her desires. “I miss the talks we used to have when there was no tension between us.”
The tension was always there and you know it.
“Fine but I was free of the burden I carried now with this wanting and his pushing. I didn’t have to think about it all the time.”
So that is why you refuse to let me out to run with him around? You are afraid I’ll do what you can’t.
“Partially, you only have part of the moral grounding as I do. Remember he still does not know about who we are.”
Of course I remember. I will not just use him like that. I have grown attached to him.
“But for what, your physical release?”
You really do believe that all he or I want is physical attractions.
“Isn’t it? Every night! Every day! Every moment that we are alone he is going after me like meat and you do nothing to discourage him. At this point I can hardly back down from what you’ve been doing in my time of weakness. We have disgraced our mother!”
Can you blame me for my wanting!? 200 years you kept me chained. 200 years you kept me from feeling! All because you didn’t want to get attached to someone you might loose again.
“And it kept me from feeling the pain, so I think the idea worked out well.”
But you ignored the joy you could have.
“I feel no joy now with all this pressure on me.”
Then let me take control of him.
“You know I can’t do that even though you can.”
But with me to keep him in line you won’t have to. He will be your slave if you let me train him.
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Fire in the Moons Light
FantasyThis story is about a lone wolf found by an unmated alpha. As the lone wolf struggles with her past shames, Tokala (the alpha) fights to keep his clan safe and his mate from the hands of his uncle. Now if only Tokala could get his mate to accept her...
