Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]
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				Title: <strong>Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySky</strong> on <strong>30-06-2009, 21:14:00</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 2em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Werewolf Pack Takes Wives</span></span></strong></div><br><div align="center">Over many centuries lycan females have slowly stopped giving birth to female children, only males have been born. It is not understood what the problem is but many have researched and discovered that it is a genetic problem. Due to the crisis the lycan community has found certain human woman that have psycic ability can be successfully turned and the hope is that these women will give birth to females and save the race of lycons.<br><br>Our story revolves around a small pack of werewolves in Washingtion state. Growing fear has led many to seek out and take human mates and thus our story begins.</div><br>Profile Thread~&nbsp; http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=40069.msg1988271#new (http://)<br><br>OOC~&nbsp; http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=40070.msg1988288#msg1988288 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=40070.msg1988288#msg1988288)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>01-07-2009, 03:55:57</strong>
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				US Route 101 isn't called the Pacific Highway for nothing.<br><br>Starting in the City of Angels, US Route 101 cuts through California, Oregon, and Washington before finally ending in the city of Turnwater, a center of trade and art located in the northwest part of the westernmost state of the continental USA.&nbsp; Along it's entire 1,540 mile length, US Route 101 is never more than 30 miles from the Pacific Ocean.&nbsp; The largest body of water on Earth can be seen from over 75% of the highway.<br><br>In Washington, the 'ol one-oh-one snakes up the western edge of the state, only hugging the coast for a brief 12 mile stretch in Jefferson County.&nbsp; This is one of the most scenic spots in America, and also one of the least populated.&nbsp; However, approximately seven miles north-northwest from where US Route 101 peels away from Washington's coastline, a small community had taken root.<br><br>Ashvale was founded in 1889 by a group of loggers and their families, many of whom were from Seattle.&nbsp; Rich barely remembered the way it had looked all those years ago.&nbsp; The ground for ten acres had been full of stumps, and there was a massive collection of felled trees lying on the ground at the edge of the clearing.&nbsp; He recalled his mother's hand, pointing to his father as he worked to split the trees into a usable size.&nbsp; Joseph Leary had been a bear of a man, and his sharp axe sliced through the dense wood as if it were butter.<br><br>Rich sighed, wondering again why he had come out here to his childhood home.&nbsp; 120 years later, Ashvale still stood, now a fair-sized town nestled amongst the dense forests and rolling hills of western Jefferson County.&nbsp; It had a bank, and a bar, and three hundred or so houses clumped around a few ancient streets covered in fresh asphalt.&nbsp; The sickening smell pf the petroleum byproduct had completely obliterated the strong scent of pine trees that Rich had for so long associated with Ashvale.<br><br>Narrowing his eyes, he spun the wheel of his pickup truck to the right, turning onto the two-lane street that connected Ashvale with the rest of the world.&nbsp; He stamped on the accelerator and headed home.<br><br>*&nbsp; &nbsp;*&nbsp; &nbsp;*<br><br>Arm hanging out the window, Rich skirted the edge of Aberdeen.&nbsp; The town wasn't nearly as old as Ashvale, but it was much larger.&nbsp; Nearly 17,000 people lived in and around the "Gateway to the Olympic Peninsula".&nbsp; It was a very dense town, with nearly the entire population packed within a few square miles.&nbsp; One could start out anywhere in Aberdeen, face any direction, and walk five miles and find themselves in the middle of a forest.&nbsp; Despite this, nearly every service could be found inside the bustling town.&nbsp; It was that particular quality that had initially attracted Rich.<br><br>Ten years ago, Rich had scouted out Aberdeen.&nbsp; Because of it's proximity to the forest, a great deal of camping grounds had sprung up, one of which quickly became Rich's target.&nbsp; For two years, he lived in a small burrow a few hundred yards outside of Pine Springs Camping Grounds.&nbsp; Every few weeks, he would sneak into Pine Springs and proceed to wreak general havoc.&nbsp; Some food stolen here, a brutal murder there.&nbsp; Pine Springs gained a notorious reputation after his first summer there, and the following camping season had record low attendance.&nbsp; Defeated by an unsolvable string of murders and thefts, as well as nonexistent customers, the owners declared bankruptcy and put the land up for sale.&nbsp; Rich bought it the very same day.<br><br>Since then, he had customized Pine Springs.&nbsp; He took down the gaudy sign marking it on the highway (thus masking it's existence from virtually the entire world) and completely renovated the interiors of the five central structures.&nbsp; The main hall was partitioned into different sections: the offices in the back were turned into a spacious living area for Rich, and the gathering hall in the front of the building was turned into a general entertainment area.&nbsp; The four "Presidential Cabins" surrounding the main hall were redone to suit a more permanent residence, and the camping areas surrounding the central buildings were abandoned and left to nature.<br><br>Once he had a den, Rich had started actively searching for packmembers.&nbsp; Reinard, Talton, Stephen, and Ian.&nbsp; One by one over the years, he had found and recruited them, giving them a Presidential Cabin and $10,000 to do whatever they wanted with it.<br><br>Rich nudged the truck off of the highway and onto the unmarked and hidden dirt road that led to Pine Springs.&nbsp; The pickup bounced over the rutted path, the intoxicating scent of pine trees filling the cab.&nbsp; He may leave it for someplace else in a few years, and he sure as hell wouldn't be here in a decade.&nbsp; But for now, Pine Springs was his home.<br><br>He inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet smell of nature as he eased the pickup into the worn parking area outside the gathering hall.&nbsp; Leaning his head out the open window, Rich did a mock howl.&nbsp; "Ahwooooo!&nbsp; Honey, I'm home!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>01-07-2009, 04:35:03</strong>
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				Talton stalks through the forest around their lair. It wasn't a bad area live game, forest, and the city was far enough away so it didn't bother him. Even with all that though Talton wouldn't have taken Rich's offer to join his pack and stay here, if it hadn't been for Stephen. Talton had always been more of a lone wolf but since taking Stephen as a brother, he had felt more duty bound to find them a pack if not for himself then for Steph. The pup needed the closeness that would bring after the way his mother had died and his father lost it.<br><br>Talton was at the moment in his wolf form and even in it he was a beast. He was unnaturally large for a wolf standing a solid four foot at the shoulders and roughly 6 and a half feet in length. He wasn't hunting today though, no he was thinking. His people were dieing out it might be slowly now but still with no new females being born it was going to happen and that was something he couldn't allow.<br><br>The only problem was Rich..Talton respected the man even if he was a bit on the small size. He was still a wise lycan and Talton agreed with him in most things. To bad they couldn't agree on something Talton thought was this important. Rich was firmly against the taking of human females, he seemed happy to blindly hope this would all go away and watch their race die out. Talton shakes his head, he couldn't allow that and that ment only one thing. Talton was going to have to take the leadership away from him.<br><br>His ears perked up hearing Rich call out, he shook his head and would have laughed if he didn't know what was coming. Talton steps out of the tree line into the camp, as he comes out he shifts back up into human form. He streached and rolled his shoulders looking across the way to Rich. He through up his arm in greeting, " 'lo there Rich." He now starts to close the ground between them. Hopefully he could handle this before anyone else came out.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>01-07-2009, 05:54:29</strong>
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				Reinard was a werewolf. It seemed that they weren't just the stuff of legend or fictions but they did exists in real life. He remembered his shock when he realized that something was very wrong with him and it had taken him quite a long time to find out and understand what that abnormality really was. It was hard being a werewolf but harder being an orphaned werewolf all alone in the world. Reinard had learned first hand that being different is hard and being radically different and alone was sometimes almost impossible to live through.<br><br>His face set deep in thought of the past as his old convertible sped through the highway right at the speed limit as he drove returning to the place Rich offered for them to live. He had met Talton and Stephen for a while and for the first time he had fellow were to talk and share even thought it would take him quite a bit of time to open up. They all seemed quite a good bunch to hang out and live with though.<br><br>Reinard had a handsome sort of cheerful face but he often looked rather serious. His character had been shaped by the experiences and bitterness gathered over the years. He had a handsome charming face that encouraged people to be friends with him and he really liked having friends. But he had been made weary by his experience early in his life. He had gained and lost many friends as he had uprooted himself for fear of exposure. Almost forty years of living alone was very tough on someone like Rienard and that had chipped at his character taking away his ambitions and emotions. These days he tried to live from day to day, trying not to be emotional or forming attachments, not taking root .. a far restless man then he wanted to be.<br><br>Maybe this time things would be better, he was thinking as he slowed down the car. Five of them together, far enough from the city to have the privacy they may need and finally some people to hang out with without being worried about exposing himself, some little help and friendship. Just that sound heavily to him at this juncture of life. He found Talton and Rich as he braked the car and step out still far enough not to hear what they were talking about but it seemed both of them were a bit agitated. Wondering what was wrong he waved, "Hey guys .. how's it going?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>01-07-2009, 09:46:36</strong>
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				Ian spent most his days doing odd jobs; he could find something more stable but he didn't want to be tied down and moving about, doing odds and ends was his way of slowly networking. Over 100, he was well aware of the dwindling numbers of his race and wanted desperately to have a proper mate. Unlike the pack leader, he cared not where she came from, as long as she was fitting.<br><br>He was probably the least social and least bonded out of any of those in his group, as he was the last to join them. Still, family was the most important thing to him and they were, indeed, his family now. When he was born, female weres were still in the area and he had the honor of growing up with both parents. But that was far from here and over a century past, and now both his parents were dead.<br><br>He didn't waste his time thinking about the past, viewing it as "crying over spilled milk." Instead, he now focused on splitting firewood near the campgrounds. There was a certain... tension... about the place and the physical act of cutting wood helped him calm his own uneasiness.<br><br>When rich pulled up in the truck, he stuck the wood axe in a nearby stoop and moved to greet him. "How's it going?" he asked casually, shaking out his grayed black hair before putting it back in a tight ponytail once again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>01-07-2009, 17:14:48</strong>
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				Alice stumbled through the woods, holding her torn dress up to cover any embarrassing parts. She was hurt and in pain, as well as completely alone. Well, except for the hunter who was following her. She was the only survivor from a hunter ambush on her pack near Mt. Rainier National Park. They had been discovered by a fanatical group of "Werewolf Hunters," and her pack had been mowed down with silver bullets. <br><br>The only reason she'd survived was the fact that Louis, her mate and the Alpha, had kept her under lock and key, hidden away from the world. She had been in a secret cell in the basement of the large isolated house that her pack shared. When she heard the commotion, she managed to break the door down and find out what happened. She found her pack massacred. Shocked, she didn't notice that one hunter had remained behind. Luckily he had run out of silver bullets, but he still tried to kill her. Running away, she knew he was still following her, although now she was within miles of the campground shared by Rich and his pack members. Right now she had taken cover in a cave, bleeding and exhausted. She was almost ready to give up, as the hunter was moving closer.<br><br>Her red curls were a bit messy, and her pale skin was streaked with dirt. Her large turquoise eyes were wide with wariness, and her curvy body was half revealed in sections by the tears in her green dress. She looked a mess, but she was still beautiful if you looked past the dirt and blood.<br><br>She was hungry, but it was difficult for her to shift into her wolf form when she was this weak, so she ended up eating berries and such...although she knew she'd need meat soon.<br><br>She was finally allowing herself to sleep, but little did she know the hunter was moving closer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 19:43:08</strong>
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				Rich laughed, leaning back and kicking at the door's handle, causing the aged metal squeal open.&nbsp; "What is this, my birthday?" the werewolf joked as he stepped out of the ancient truck.&nbsp; He had taken it years before he had relocated to Aberdeen, when he still had been in Europe.&nbsp; The metal frame was dented and rusty, the two cab windows were missing, and the inside was pitted and scarred by decades of heavy boots and smoldering cigarettes.&nbsp; The truck's original color, dark green, was gone.<br><br>The pack leader looked around at the three burly lycans standing in front of him.&nbsp; "I'm doin' good, thanks for asking."&nbsp; Rich walked away from the pickup, towards the main lodge.&nbsp; The outside looked as old and beat-up as his truck, but the inside was outfitted with everything, from pool tables to vintage vending machines.<br><br>Turning his back to the large structure and looking at his pack, Rich jerked his head at the empty spot usually occupied by a large red-and-black pickup.&nbsp; "Where's Stephen?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 20:44:22</strong>
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				Damn it he was hoping to catch Rich alone but eh, it is what it is right?. He nods to both Ian and Reinard, "How goes it you to." He stops once his within a few feet of Rich, "Steph? He went to see about getting permission to dig in that old lady's backyard." He chuckled slightly as the mental image of Stephen sitting down with a child's toy shovel and pail playing in the dirt. "He should be getting back any time now."<br><br>He looks around at all of his pack mates was this the right time to bring it up again? Hmm his already decided what was going to happen either Rich was going to agree with him or Talton would force him down, "Rich hey man we need to ta..." Talton stopped mid-word as a strong breeze carried a scent to him. Was that blood he smelled? Lycan blood? <br><br>What no he doesn't know the scent and there aren't any others around here right? "Did anyone else catch that?" He turned his head now slightly in the direction that the scent had be coming from. The issue he had planned to talk to Rich about would have to wait for another time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 22:19:14</strong>
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				Reinard watched Talton, wondering what was wrong with him. If he wasn't mistaken Talton had wanted to talk with Rich about something important and he thought it would be better talk in private. It seemed that he had come in a bad time.<br><br>Talton then even started to talk with Rich even with them there, must be something important Reinard was thinking when saw Talton stiffen and sniff the air. He wasn't sure what he was smelling or talking about. Reinard tried to detect whatever he smelled trying to get his oversensitive nostril into action. Even though his werewolf origin had given him a lot of trouble there are also some perks.<br><br>Then he froze two as the second breeze came in and looked at Talton with shoked gaze .. "Lycan?" .. he wasn't entirely sure but thats what it felt like. He had not found a Lycan for so long in his life and now he seem to be getting touch with new one's so frequently. His mind got over the surprise at that point and he&nbsp; &nbsp;said in a dark voice .. "Lycan blood if I'm not mistaken, we should investigate".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 23:07:21</strong>
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				"Damn straight." Ian said, but not in a threatening way. He was on edge and the concern showed through in his voice. Without waiting for the others to organize, Ian was on his way. Not wanting to transform without the need, he bolted as fast as his human-like legs could carry him. <br><br>This must have been the reason why he had felt such heavy unease in the air before, as this lycan's scent revealed a bit of fear... and blood. A bleeding were meant only one thing to Ian and he had to get to this unknown kindred of his before they would lose yet another one of his kind.<br><br>Even in any of his other forms, Ian was never the fastest, in fact he tended to lag behind. Knowing the others would consent to seek out this new lycan and they could certainly catch up, Ian's main focus right now was reconnaissance. It occurred to him only after he had ran a good distance that Rich might get angry that he had left without his word and Ian did feel a tinge of guilt about it. He most often thought well before he acted, but here in his home and with the distress of another so apparent, he had been suddenly driven into action since he believed that every precious second wasted could mean the end of this one's life. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 23:47:08</strong>
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				Rich had already smelled it: the slightly citrus-like tang of lycan blood.&nbsp; He had caught a faint, almost nonexistent whiff pulling into the parking lot, but had dismissed it as belonging to one of his charges.&nbsp; Being so faint, it didn't indicate anything life threatening.<br><br>But now the wind blew between the tall pines, and the scent was most definitely <em>not</em> Talton's, Ian's, or any other member of his pack.<br><br><em>"Lycan blood if I'm not mistaken, we should investigate."</em><br><br>Rich held up a hand, palm facing Reinard.&nbsp; He was about to define who "we" was when Ian muttered something and ran off into the woods.<br><br>The Alpha watched him go, then tugged at the baggy sleeve of his too-large windbreaker.&nbsp; He began jumping from one foot to another like a runner warming up before a race.&nbsp; He looked at the two remaining lycans, an eyebrow cocked.&nbsp; "Reinard, you stay here and wait for Stephen.&nbsp; Talton, you follow me, but pace yourself: I want you available if this gets hairy."<br><br>With that, he followed Ian into the forest, running at an all out sprint.&nbsp; Even as he ran, Rich formulated a plan of action.&nbsp; If the lycan was dead by the time they reached him, chances are they'd have to deal with whatever had killed him.&nbsp; But the scent was strong and fresh, which indicated the lycan was alive (or recently slain).&nbsp; If that was the case, Rich would have to decide if he should offer him a place in the pack.<br><br>And then there was Ian...&nbsp; The Alpha would have to deal with him, hopefully after they were back at Pine Springs.&nbsp; Although he liked it when his pack members took action, he couldn't have his pack running all over.&nbsp; The hotheaded lycan hadn't even considered the possibility of a trap.<br><br>Rich paused for a split second to sniff the air: the smell was growing stronger, which meant Ian had at least taken off in the right direction.&nbsp; It didn't take long for him to catch up after then.&nbsp; Within ten seconds, Rich had pulled alongside Ian.<br><br>"Hey, Ian, apply the brakes!" he called out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 03:18:21</strong>
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				Talton watched as Ian takes off running, he grinned but then as he heard Rich he nodded, "Sure thing." Yup his conversation was just gonna have to wait till another time, this was more important. Talton looks at Rein, "Hey, if Steph gets back before we do keep him here for me ok?" He turns now watching Rich take off running. <br><br>Talton takes off after him, three steps into the run he started the shift. Two more steps his hunched over and 2 more after that his fully back to wolf form. He follows after Rich but not directly his already cutting off to the left to take a wider, flanking course, just incase something dangerous is out there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 03:29:29</strong>
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				Rich sat himself on the hood of his car as he waited for Stephen to come back. His feelings were running&nbsp; in wild tangent. He had tried so hard to be aloof and not care. His pack mates are all strong enough and he never really thought of needing to worry about their safety.<br><br>Now it seemed their so called sanctuary was not safe. He desperately wanted to see whats happening ou there. It seemed keeping emotions out was not always so easy. So now there was another Lycan ..and this one threated. He wondered if any of your pack mates would also get injured or something worse.<br><br>He shook his head to keep those thought out. There was three of them, all strong and fit with an alpha and they are ready for a trap. They would make it through all right he assured himself as he waited impatiently.
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				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 03:38:58</strong>
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				Receiving a direct command from Rich, Ian dared not disobey and he reluctantly slowed to a stop. Knowing that anything he could tell him at this point - with him being so close - Rich would already know, Ian instead began looking around for visual or olfactory clues of where the other were would be.<br><br>He was beginning to pick up strange signs about the new one, but couldn't be sure quite yet. He stole a glance at Rich and raised his eyebrows to showed that he was paying attention to the Alpha.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 05:43:24</strong>
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				Rich slowed down, matching Ian's speed.&nbsp; When the latter came to a complete stop, Rich let himself run into a solid looking tree, taking most of the impact with his shoulder.&nbsp; Unhindered, the Alpha stalked over to Ian, his face calm but focused.&nbsp; "You and I need to talk..." he began.&nbsp; Then, with a gesture in the general direction of Pine Springs, "...when we get back.&nbsp; 'Till then, we focus on the lycan.&nbsp; Understood?"<br><br>Once Ian had acknowledged him, Rich turned towards the source of the scent.&nbsp; "Talton is following, in case things go south."&nbsp; He rolled his shoulders, sniffed the air, and started a fast jog.&nbsp; He indicated for Ian to follow.<br><br>The bloody scent was slowly growing stronger.&nbsp; Although it was easily ten times stronger than it had been at Pine Springs, it was still a subtle smell.&nbsp; The fragrant pines and even the distant, odorous smell of human urbanization were much stronger.&nbsp; Whoever the blood belonged to still had most of it.<br><br>Rich jumped a fallen log, skirted the edge of a man made cliff hanging over a two lane highway, and then veered back into the forest.&nbsp; The smell definitely led towards Aberdeen, but at least it was on their side of the highway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 10:22:51</strong>
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				Alice was trying to get some rest when her heightened senses picked up a man coming closer. She had no doubts as to who the man was, and her whole body stiffened. However, she sniffed the air and picked up another scent. Stronger and coming closer. Frowning, she tensed even more.<br><br>"Lycans..."<br><br>Before she could think more about that, she gasped as a man showed up before her and cocked a gun pointed at her head.<br><br>"You bitch. I've been following you since Rainier, and I'm going to get rid of you if it's the last thing I do. My boss won't be happy if I let a werewolf live, and I'm not happy with that either. So just let me shoot you quickly, and the silver directly to your brain should make it quick and easy."<br><br>He moved closer, but Alice used as much of her strength to kick his legs out from under him. She knew that the wound she had was made with a silver bullet, as she could feel the burn. Luckily it had only grazed her side, so she wasn't dead...yet. The wound had continued to grow, though, and she knew she needed help...and soon.<br><br>The hunter fell to the ground and the gun accidentally went off and hit the cave wall. He gasped as the air was knocked out of him and needed a few seconds to recover. Alice knew that if she ran, he'd simply find her again, so she had to fight. Her weakened state made it hard, but as he recovered, she shifted into her wolf state. <br><br>When the hunter stood up, he faced a rather small pure white wolf, growling and baring her teeth. He was made more nervous, but he joked.<br><br>"Aww...what a pretty doggie! If you had shifted earlier, then it would have been easier to find you. After all, you do rather stand out."<br><br>She continued to growl and bare her teeth, with the fur on her back standing straight up. It was easier to fight this way, but she had waited until now for the reason he stayed. Her wolf form was very obvious, and she knew that unless it was winter, she'd stand out too much. <br><br>The wolf glared at him with bright blue eyes...a rare turquoise color...and prepared to attack him if she could. However, the wolf's pretty white fur was stained with red on its side still, and she was getting weaker by the moment...<br><br><br><br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 15:07:30</strong>
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				Talton hears the gun go off and lets out a howl that would echo loudly through the forest. He wasn't sure what had just happend but he figured the howl would shake who ever had the gun, and if not well Rich is coming from the other direction so its atleast a distraction. He lowers his head slightly as he starts running faster. The only thing he could think of now was Hunter, and where there was a hunter there was silver.<br><br>He cut out even more to the left now, he wasn't heading straight for the gunshot. Talton knew Rich and most likely Ian would be going that way. He was instead planning to cut around and come in from the other direction. His legs churned the ground under him and he lets out another load growling howl, he was wanting to guys attention to be turned on him and not the wounded one or Rich and Ian.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 20:48:40</strong>
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				Ian nodded tersely at Rich before bolting into a run once again. He was directly following the pack leader, for better or for worse, but they both had the same goal in mind.<br><br>The gun shot nearly made him pause, but he had been wounded with silver in the past and the thought of that let him channel anger into his speed, now catching right up to Rich. <br><br>He was picking up much of the outsider's scent now and he was growing to believe that it was a female. This confusing information pushed him even more to find - her? - and save her. With so few females left, it was now even more his duty to aid this new were. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 03:57:06</strong>
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				Rich had been in the forest for only fifty-one seconds before the unmistakable retort of a pistol echoed throughout the pine trees.&nbsp; As soon as he heard the gunshot, he knew two things: the lycan was being attacked by a hunter, and said hunter was just over four hundred feet away.<br><br>He ran under a partially felled tree, boots kicking up puffs of loam and topsoil.&nbsp; In the distance, Rich's keen ears picked up Talton's enraged howl.&nbsp; Even though he'd heard it dozens of times before, the chilling noise combined with his adrenaline caused the hairs on the back of his neck to stand up.&nbsp; He resisted the urge to let loose a howl of his own, instead focusing on how to approach the situation.<br><br><div align="center">*&nbsp; &nbsp;*&nbsp; &nbsp;*</div><br>Lazarus scrambled to his feet, one hand rubbing his numb thigh where the lycan had kicked him.&nbsp; When he saw that the thing had transformed, he put on a nervous leer.&nbsp; "Aww...&nbsp; What a pretty doggie! If you had shifted earlier, then it would have been easier to find you.&nbsp; After all, you do rather stand out."<br><br>A sharp howl echoed in the distance, obviously the cry of another abomination.&nbsp; Lazarus looked behind him, his pistol hand pointed in the general direction of his prey.&nbsp; "How many of you are there?!" he demanded angrily, just as another, closer howl sounded in the forest; whether it was from the same lycan or a different one, he could not tell.<br><br><div align="center">*&nbsp; &nbsp;*&nbsp; &nbsp;*</div><br>Ever since he had caught up to Ian, Rich had been aware of something in the scent they were tracking.&nbsp; It was definitely lycan blood, but there was also something fundamentally different about the way it smelled; the way it <em>felt</em>.<br><br>And then he knew: they were coming to the aid of a <em>female</em> lycan.&nbsp; Even though his body was sprinting at a good twenty miles per hour, Rich's mind felt like it had been stonewalled.&nbsp; He hadn't seen a female of his species in decades; a combination of infertility and disease had all but stamped them out in most of the world.&nbsp; And now someone was trying to <em>kill</em> one?&nbsp; The senselessness and barbarism of the act enraged Rich, and he felt a sudden, base urge to come to her defense.<br><br>A cave mouth appeared in the hillside in front of him, an armed figure standing in the opening.&nbsp; Fueled by a primal anger, the Alpha let loose a chilling howl and leapt.<br><br><div align="center">*&nbsp; &nbsp;*&nbsp; &nbsp;*</div><br>Lazarus had moved to the mouth of the cave.&nbsp; Leaning his back against the stone, the hunter pivoted his focus and gun between the wounded female and the forest outside.&nbsp; Despite it being midday with plenty of visibility, he could not spot any of the abominations.&nbsp; Lazarus was about to conclude that the ghostly cries had actually been real wolves when a third - and definitely lycan - howl came from just beyond the cave's entrance.&nbsp; The hunter swung his pistol away from the female to face the new threat, but by then it was already too late.<br><br>Something slammed into him at high speed, making the wounded lycan's kick seem like a love tap.&nbsp; Lazarus was flung from the wall by the impact, landing on the floor with his attacker in a tangled mess of limbs.&nbsp; His pistol went off twice - one bullet ricocheted inside the cave and the other zoomed into the forest - and then was knocked out of his grip by his assailant.&nbsp; The blow also crushed twenty two of the twenty seven bones in his hand and wrist.<br><br>((OOC: Don't want to have all the fun :P, so I left his exact fate up to Alice, Ian, or Talton.&nbsp; Have at it! ))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 06:39:45</strong>
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				Alice was stunned and horrified. Oh God. Somehow Louis had survived and was coming after her. After all, she knew those howls were lycan. None were her mate, but that was the only explanation. He must have sent a group to take her back, and he probably thought he was saving her. Suddenly, a silver bullet to the brain sounded like the best idea she had ever had. Surely death had to be better than another century with him. She didn't have more time to consider this before hell broke loose.<br><br>******<br><br>Lazarus screamed in agony and curled toward his broken...or rather, crushed...hand.<br><br>"What the hell? I thought we'd killed the last of you Rainier bastards."<br><br>Surely these weren't from a different pack, as they'd been scouting around. Had he chased the female that far away? He groaned in pain and tried to stand up.<br><br>*****<br><br>Alice looked up and saw a man, but he was obviously lycan. His smell, movements, everything. Was he sent by Louis? What were the odds that another pack would have found her. They couldn't be there to help her, and therefore they must be there to take her back. She'd die before she returned to that hell.<br><br>She continued to bare her teeth and growl with the hair standing up. The wound continued to bleed, but she was determined to never go back. Lycan males only wanted mating, and she couldn't even produce children. It was pointless, and if she were a human, she would be nearing death anyway. Maybe it was just time to go...if the lycans didn't leave her alone, that is.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 07:34:31</strong>
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				Ian followed Rich onto the scene. His first reaction was to take a look at the white wolf, she was injured by all right for the moment. He knew that it would be unlikely for her to accept the help of a stranger and, besides, the hunter was right there.<br><br>Turning toward Lazarus he saw him pinned and his pistol not too far away. Ian picked up the gun and pointed it at the hunter with a Grim expression. He set up the next bullet and then looked to Rich for his opinion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 17:33:41</strong>
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				Ian wasn't given a chance to get Rich's opinion on the matter. The monsterous black and grey tundra wolf comes rushing in past him. All Talton knew is that there had just been two gunshots and he didn't know where one of them had went.<br><br>The last thing the hunter would see is his fangs and the last thing felt would be those very same fangs ripping his throat out. Talton throws his head back and lets out another howl after the kill as his body begins shifting and changing again to leave a man standing where a wolf had been. He reaches down with his left hand to help Rich up, but instead ends up dropping to a knee himself and sliding back against the wall.<br><br>Now the blood can be seen coming out of his right shoulder, apparently one of the hunter's wild shots had managed to find a mark. "Rich, you hit?" His words were tainted with a slight hiss of pain. He lift up slight so that his hand can reach back into his back pocket and pull out his personal lock blade. Talton flicks the knife open, "Fucking piece of shit human." Bastards always had to use silver always.<br><br>He winces slightly now as he drives his knife into the bullet wound hunting for the piece of silver that felt like molten lava in his flesh. After a moment he found the offending piece of metal and popped it out of his shoulder with the knife. A sigh of relief finally left his lips as he watched the silver roll across the floor of the cave. "Damn that hurt."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 19:48:12</strong>
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				Rich was caught up in the red haze.&nbsp; Although some humans were able to capture and focus the berserker rage known as bloodlust, it came naturally only to lycans.&nbsp; From a young age, a lycan learns to control and harness their bloodlust, much in the same way a human child learns how to control their emotions.&nbsp; Inherent to their race because of their uniquely savage nature, bloodlust can be a lycan's greatest weapon.<br><br>A weapon that Rich now put to excellent use.<br><br>Provoked by his instinctive need to protect a female of his species, the Alpha allowed himself to be infused with bloodlust, focusing it on the dying man pinned beneath him.<br><br>After crushing his wrist and hand, Rich jabbed his elbow into the hunter's chest, breaking three ribs and puncturing his right lung.&nbsp; A quick, closed fist jab to the chin fractured his jaw bone.&nbsp; Groaning, the man coughed up blood and broken teeth, his eyes rolling in their sockets; he was dazed, but still conscious.&nbsp; The coppery tang of human blood filled the cavern.<br><br>Having subdued his opponent, Rich easily lifted the hunter off of the coarse ground and slammed his back against the rough granite wall.&nbsp; More bones broke, and the hunter cried out weakly in pain.&nbsp; Out of the corner of his eye, Rich saw Ian priming the pistol.&nbsp; "Too quick," he growled at his packmember, indicating that he discard the weapon.&nbsp; The hunter whimpered fearfully, eye darting between his assailant and his gun, and was quickly silenced with another flurry of rapid, powerful blows.<br><br>Rich heard Talton coming a few seconds before the powerhouse of a lycan arrived.&nbsp; Regaining control of his bloodlust, the Alpha forced himself to step back, politely allowing his Beta to finish the scum off.&nbsp; The hunter crumpled to the floor, his head conveniently hanging to the side, leaving his (relatively) unharmed throat exposed.<br><br>Once he was sure Talton wasn't seriously wounded, Rich turned to examine the female lycan.&nbsp; She was a small, snow white wolf.&nbsp; One of her flanks was matted red with blood, and her body seemed to be shaking ever so slightly.&nbsp; Judging by the hunter's trigger happy nature, it was logical to assume she was suffering from both a gun wound and silver poisoning, although Rich couldn't rule out the possibility of it being simple exhaustion or fear.<br><br>Strangely, she didn't seem to welcome Rich's, Ian's, or Talton's assistance.&nbsp; She was leaning back on her haunches, her lips pulled back over glistening teeth.&nbsp; A weak but threatening growl emanated from deep inside her throat.<br><br>Rich took a cautious step forward, hands raised in the universal I-Mean-No-Harm position.&nbsp; Despite the token gesture, he knew he wasn't a friendly sight.&nbsp; He was clothed in an oversized windbreaker and ragged camo pants, and his hair was a long, tangled mess, hanging down to just past his ears.&nbsp; And with the hunter's blood sprinkled all over his torso, Rich could understand why the female lycan had reacted to his presence with a menacing growl.<br><br>Despite his somewhat seedy appearance, the Alpha knew this was a rare, rare opportunity that simply could not be wasted.&nbsp; Although he wasn't as vocal about the lycan breeding problem as others in his pack, Rich was very well aware of the consequences, and was very worried as a result.&nbsp; But this female could reverse the trend.&nbsp; If, maybe, just <em>maybe</em>, she was fertile...&nbsp; Just the idea of it sent shivers down his spine.&nbsp; Even if he had to knock her out and carry her back to Pine Springs, Rich was not going to let her escape or die.&nbsp; No matter what.<br><br>The Alpha waved his hand, instructing his lycans to stand by.&nbsp; "Hey hey hey," he said softly when the female growled again.&nbsp; "You're hurt, we can help.&nbsp; We have medicine, and a safe area."&nbsp; He put on his best friendly grin.&nbsp; "We'll take you back with us.&nbsp; We'll protect you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 20:09:25</strong>
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				Reinard was pacing along the length of the house in front of the parked cars. It hadn't been that long but he had already heard a couple of gun shots.. It didn't sounded like multiple concurrent gun shot rather one single person taking shots one after another. It was all hard to judge though. He also heard lycan howling from afar. He was more confident now of his first assumption that some injured lycan was being chased by some hunter.<br><br>He was hoping there would be just one and the guys had been cautious enough to handle things properly and rescued the lycan without getting themselves shot to pieces. The number of shots meant not all the lycan could get taken in the worst case so it should be safe to assume the hunter was dead. Hopefully they are all still ok. But exactly what had happened, did anyone got injured, what about the original victim of hunter would he survive .. those thought crowded Reinard's thought.<br><br>He stood eyes forward watching the distance even if he couldn't see anything. He smiled ruefully it seemed his detachment was getting chipped away. He really hoped that it wouldn't be bad this time around to feel emotion, to have attachments that this time he would be strong enough to handle the consequences whatever they maybe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 20:09:56</strong>
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				Alice was absolutely shocked by the savagery that was displayed during the kill. She didn't feel any sympathy for him, but she worried that perhaps she had lost her only chance at escaping Louis. When the scruffy looking man approached, she looked between the other two. One was a mountain of a man, and she'd seen him rip out the hunter's throat. The other was smaller but handsome, and the man who had done the most beating was a rather ragged, but young, looking man. <br><br>When they spoke, they didn't say anything about Louis, and she knew that the lycan wouldn't have kept them from telling her, as he'd assume she'd be glad to be rescued. These weren't from Louis, but they might have their own sinister plan. She couldn't trust men, let alone male lycans. <br><br>However, she did want to talk to them like a human being, and she was confident they weren't going to kill her...yet.<br><br>After a whimpered wounded dog cry, she shifted. Within seconds, the white wolf was gone and Alice Highland stood in its place. She was wearing a torn light blue dress, as Louis insisted that women dress like women...if they were dressed at all. She was barefoot, as she'd lost her shoes in the forest long ago. Her red curls were tangled, but they fell in waves down her back. Her large turquoise eyes were the same as the wolf's, and they watched the men carefully. Her skin was almost as pale as the white fur, but part of the translucent quality was due to blood loss. Her rosebud mouth spoke with a surprisingly smooth voice from such a feminine looking girl.<br><br>"Who are you? Did Louis send you? Tell him that I'd...I'd rather die than go back to him."<br><br>She looked at the hunter's body.<br><br>"If there is still a bullet in there, and you are planning on taking me back to Rainier, I demand that you allow me to take my own life. I won't go back to him. I won't."<br><br>She was babbling, but she was firm. However, her voice faltered as the wound in her side throbbed and bled some more. The silver was preventing it from healing, and it burned horribly. She had a high tolerance for pain, but she knew the wound itself would kill her soon. The silver was already in her blood system.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 22:17:07</strong>
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				Ian heard his pack leader's response and was a bit disgusted. He had no desire for wanton torture - even if the man was hunting lycans, Ian realized that humans had a very good reason to fear them. Still, as Talton flew in to join the frey, Ian shrugged, shaking his head. "Well... I guess that's <em>one</em> way..." he grumbled softly. He certainly wished he would have been allowed to give the hunter a swift death but there was never any talking to Rich with matters such as these.<br><br>Turning back to the white wolf he removed the bullets and wrapped them in a hankerchief, placing them and the gun into separate pockets of his cargo pants. He watched as Rich approached her, hands in the air and speaking the 'we mean you no harm' cliches. <br><br>The girl shifted from white wolf to young red-haired human and Ian was visibly surprised by the contrast of her fur to her human hair, considering his were exactly the same. She seemed scared beyond what could reasonably be swept aside at the thought of her wound and the hunter nearby - likely dead, but still near and frightening. <br><br>"Lady..." he began, his tone the ever-respectful one of a workman removing his hat for the wife of a well-liked noble. "I know of no one named Louis." he looked at his two companions and went on, "I know <em>I</em> only came here because I knew you'd be needing help."<br><br>He looked to Rich once again and back to the shivering girl. "I've taken away the bullets and will dispose of them later. I couldn't let ya harm yourself. Please, as Rich said," he indicated the alpha with a hand. "Come back with us and we'll see to your well-being. We won't send you off to anywhere you fear of."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>05-07-2009, 00:18:34</strong>
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				His eyes narrowed in pain, even without the bullet being there the wound still burned. He knew he still had dust and residue from the bullet in the wound, he was going to have to wash it out soon. Talton finally takes a look at the female wolf, "The hell I got shot just so you can shoot yourself lady. Don't have a clue who this Louise is but how bout this you come with us and I'll rip his fricken throat out if he comes for you." <br><br>That was about as nice as Talton was gonna be about it. He was in pain and got she had to be too she needed those wounds treated and fast. He slowly pushed up from the floor shooting Rich a knowing look. Talton was more the prepared to knock her little ass out if she put up to much of a fight. Ian wouldn't like it, he was soft-hearted, but sometimes you have to do what is needed. "Look Rich there is a real nice guy and his the leader, he says you got a safe place to lay then you got one so come."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>05-07-2009, 07:23:03</strong>
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				Rich nearly gasped when the white wolf transformed to her human form.&nbsp; Lycan females had a certain presence; a combination of their pheromones, their appearance, and even just the way they moved.&nbsp; Human women were like plastic dolls in comparison: stiff and wooden, lacking any of the subtle and graceful attributes that their lycan counterparts possessed (or so Rich firmly believed).<br><br>The lycan they had rescued had an <em>exceptional </em>presence.&nbsp; The way she talked, the way she looked.&nbsp; The usually calm and stoic Rich was nearly enthralled, but he forced himself to keep his head on straight.&nbsp; It was difficult.&nbsp; Afterward, he would reflect on how powerful the surge of emotions had been when he saw a female of his species for the first time in nearly a decade.<br><br>By the time he had processed what she said and subdued his rampant emotions, Ian had already started talking.&nbsp; Rich smiled inwardly: if anyone could convince her to trust them, it'd be Ian.&nbsp; The seasoned lycan had a naturally friendly, honest feel to him.<br><br>When Talton mentioned getting shot, Rich realized that there were likely to be more hunters in the area.&nbsp; The Alpha mentally berated himself for getting distracted: he had focused so much on the female lycan that he had lost sight of the world around them.&nbsp; Gunshots were loud, and if the hunter had any buddies tagging along, they'd be zeroing in on them right now.&nbsp; Even if the hunter was alone, they were close to a highway: police could come to investigate as well.<br><br>Rich glanced at the hunter's broken body, then at the blood seeping into the crevasses of the cave's floor.&nbsp; Nuh-uh, he most definitely did <em>not</em> want police to come investigating, especially if he and his pack were still here.<br><br>The Alpha looked at the female lycan, his expression serious.&nbsp; "We need to go.&nbsp; Now.&nbsp; Who knows how many hunters could have heard those gunshots.&nbsp; Now, if you cooperate, that's fantastic!&nbsp; We'll escort you back to Pine Springs and patch you up and give you shelter from Louis.&nbsp; But if you don't cooperate, we'll still take you back to Pine Springs, but there may need to be more patching up in that case.&nbsp; Whichever you decide, we'll react in your best interests."&nbsp; He looked over his shoulder at Talton and Ian.&nbsp; "Right guys?"<br><br>Looking back to the female lycan, Rich hoped she would come willingly.&nbsp; If what the hunter had said was true, she had traveled a good fifty miles on foot from Rainier, most likely wounded from the start.&nbsp; She looked extremely pale, and though she hid it well, Rich could tell she was in pain.&nbsp; The last thing the wounded lycan needed was Talton knocking her out if she tried to fight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>05-07-2009, 17:58:28</strong>
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				Alice liked Ian, but she still had a fundamental distrust for all lycan males. She had only known one other female, and she was able to produce male children. Even though they needed females, Louis still spoke about how lucky his beta was for finding a fertile woman. Even if she still had the affliction of the species. Alice didn't know why she was sterile, but she was always told how useless she was except for sex. Of course, the sterility was actually Louis', but she didn't know that...yet. Her body visibly relaxed by Ian's words, but she flinched a tensed again when Talton spoke. She grew slightly angry, but when Rich spoke, she realized that he was the Alpha. He wasn't as large, but he was obviously the leader, and he was looking at her strangely.<br><br>His words were calming to her until he threatened taking her anyway. She glared and her nostrils flared as she considered her options. Lycan males couldn't be trusted, but if they weren't sent by Louis, and they were able to heal her, then maybe they'd let her go and she could try to live a normal life. Besides, she didn't want to let their primative nature loose.<br><br>Sighing in exasperation, she nodded.<br><br>"Fine. I'm Alice. Thank you for killing the hunter."<br><br>That was all she'd say. As she moved forward to leave the cave and follow them, she gasped in pain and was forced to lean against the stone wall. Apparently her body had lasted this long, and walking more didn't make it happy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 02:09:19</strong>
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				Ian had watched with bated breath while each of the three others exchanged words. Only after Alice agreed to leave with them did he finally relax a bit. His pack mates had been impatient and gruff, the last thing the girl likely wanted to hear in the state she was in. Still, Ian had no choice but to see that time would, indeed, be of the essence. <br><br>When she stumbled, he moved slowly to her side. "Miss Alice." he started, glancing at the other two and nodding to indicate that he would be more than happy to hear their suggestions. "I'm not the fastest of the group but I have a damn-sturdy back if you would like me to carry you. I recon you're quite strong on your own but everyone needs help once in a while..." he paused, not really knowing what else to say. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 05:58:03</strong>
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				He shakes his head slightly and looks at Rich, "We need to talk, later." He looks at the dead body and the blood around them, then he looks at the hole in his shoulder...damn it. "I'll come back after I get my shoulder patched up and clean the area. Last thing we need is some ranger stumbling on this." He growls slightly and winces as a jab of pain shoots down his arm.<br><br>He shakes his head slightly then sighs, "Ya try not to be so grateful." I mean really they just saved her little ass and he got shot for it, yet she seems to toss additude around. Rich should have just let him lay her out atleast then they wouldn't have to plead with her to let them help her. He steps out of the cave with another slight growl, "See you back at home." He simply stalks out no real hurry the wound he had wasn't life threatening just painful. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 05:46:08</strong>
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				Rich let himself relax.&nbsp; She was going to cooperate.<br><br>"Alice..." he said, as if sampling the name.&nbsp; "You made the right decision.&nbsp; Our den isn't too far away, just under a mile west of here."<br><br>He was about to suggest that she be carried because of her injuries when Alice gasped and suddenly leaned against the wall.&nbsp; Rich nearly smacked himself in the forehead, so precisely bad the timing of her collapse had been.&nbsp; Ian beat him to the punch - again - but instead of berating the lycan, Rich was distracted by Talton.<br><br><em>"We need to talk, later."</em><br><br>Rich had little idea what his Beta wanted to talk about, probably compensation for his injuries, but he made sure to get the last word in.&nbsp; It was a show of dominance, albeit a minor one, but it allowed him to instill uncertainty, even anxiety.&nbsp; As Talton exited the cave, grumbling, Rich leaned in his direction.&nbsp; "That we do, Talton."<br><br>Immediately, he rounded on Ian.&nbsp; Although he felt the urge to simply order Ian to shut the fuck up and get the hell out, the Alpha was in the presence of a female lycan.&nbsp; He issued such orders often in the day-to-day interactions with his pack, and all four of his lycans knew it was as impersonal and harmless as waving goodbye or uttering a brief farewell.&nbsp; Alice, however, did not know this, and would likely take it the completely wrong way.&nbsp; She was an outsider, and a female at that.&nbsp; Such rare and... <em>valuable</em> company demanded that he choose his words carefully.<br><br>"Uh, Ian," he began, placing a hand firmly, but not uncomfortably, on his packmember's shoulder.&nbsp; "It would only be right for me to carry Alice - if she even needs to be carried, of course.&nbsp; Assigning one of my lycans to transport her rather than doing it myself would be disrespectful."&nbsp; Rich moved his hand to Alice, placing it gently but confidently on the underside of her arm, indicating that she could lean on him if necessary.&nbsp; "She is now a guest of the pack, and she deserves the best treatment."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 05:54:00</strong>
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				She was in a great deal of pain, and this didn't allow her to see or sympathize with Talton's injuries. She would normally be concerned, but she was hurt, exhausted and on her guard. She needed to calm down. And, as much as she'd like to pretend otherwise, she needed to be carried. Sighing in disappointment with herself, she nodded at Ian but soon saw Rich take over. Although Ian was sweeter, there was a tension between her and Rich that she was unsure of. Good or bad, there was a connection. Leaning against his strong body, she knew that carrying her would be like carrying a baby to a lycan, so she spoke.<br><br>"Unfortunately, I don't believe I can fight that suggestion. I am extremely tired and in pain. I would appreciate a lift."<br><br>She stood still and waited to be picked up, although her eyes were drooping.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 06:47:56</strong>
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				Ian gave way for his leader to carry Alice without any problem, in fact he was happy for it. He had offered to do it himself simply because he happened to be the first to speak up about it to her. She was on edge and not too happy to be by them so his attempts were to make her as comfortable and content as possible, given the situation.<br><br>He had made it plainly obvious to the others that he was open to their suggestions so if Rich were to bark at him over this later, he would surely stand up for himself. Though Rich might be the boss around here, Ian feels no need to be in the place of a child - not speaking unless spoken to, and he had let the pack know that from the beginning. He'd give Rich credit where it was due and certainly respect, but there was no way that he was going to become a slave beneath him.<br><br>Moving back so that the Alpha could approach the new girl, Ian looked skeptical at the situation. Rich was always a bit kurt, rude and demanding at times even, so seeing him speak to Alice this way made Ian wonder what his exact intentions were. Ian could only be half-certain the other two had actually come out to save the mystery lycan, as Rich could just as easily have taken off only to chew him out and Talton's attitude was not much better than Rich's.<br><br>His beliefs and personality differed so much with theirs that, sometimes, he wondered if he'd be better off on his own rather than being beneath the two of them in the pack.<br><br>Shaking his head, Ian set a quick pace back towards home. He was confident Rich wouldn't harm Alice, now that she was going along with his plan, anyway. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 06:50:33</strong>
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				Rich nodded in response to Alice, feeling her weight press down on his arm.&nbsp; She was light, even for a lycan.&nbsp; The Alpha briefly wondered exactly what Louis had done that made her willing to commit suicide if forced to return.<br><br>Dismissing the errant thoughts, he carefully looped Alice's arm over his head, so that it crossed behind his neck.&nbsp; Mindful of her injury, Rich carefully slid his right arm under her legs, then picked her up.<br><br>He looked at Ian.&nbsp; "I'll see you back at Pine Springs.&nbsp; And don't forget you have silver in your pocket."&nbsp; Then, to Alice.&nbsp; "Try to keep your head and legs tucked in."<br><br>With that, he took off.&nbsp; Rich more or less followed the same path as before, but went much slower this time.&nbsp; Along the way, he did a cursory examination of Alice's wound.&nbsp; She had been shot, but the wound was nothing more than a shallow furrow; a graze.&nbsp; However, the flesh around it was swollen and discolored, and nearby veins were dark, seeming to bulge: all fairly obvious symptoms of silver poisoning.<br><br>Exactly eleven minutes and twenty six seconds after leaving the parking lot, Rich returned, Alice cradled in his arms.&nbsp; Jogging towards the main gathering hall, the Alpha called out.&nbsp; "Reinard!&nbsp; Get the First Aid kit into the mess hall, pronto!"<br><br>Rich pushed the slightly ajar door open with his foot, then edged in sideways.&nbsp; Inside, the main hall retained it's rustic appearance, but now it was accented with many odd touches.&nbsp; Everything from authentic stuffed animal heads to a hand-crafted pool table decorated the interior.&nbsp; Near the door was a large, narrow, and simple looking wooden table.&nbsp; Rich's pack used it for anything that needed a steady, flat surface.<br><br>Setting Alice down on a clear section, he checked to see if she was still conscious.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 18:28:28</strong>
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				Reinard had already met Talton and heard of what happened. So he was already starting to get prepared for the treatment of the female lycan not that he had much experience with silver bullets or such things. Even though he had quite a rough life, he had never actually met any real hunters. Angry mob or afraid neighbors had been the worst he had faced. But for someone who wanted to thrive under other's company that was probably the hardest fight to loose.<br><br>He had already placed the first aid kit along with lots of fresh bandages on the table but he was in the kitchen right at that point getting lots of water boiled. He answered shouting back at the alpha wondering why the hell he didn't notice the first aid. He didn't need to be told pronto, he also cared for the life of another lycan, "Its already on the table by the door Rich and I will be with water in a minute".<br><br>The water would boil soon but first Reinard took a large bowl of fresh water and took it to the mess hall expecting that a lot of cleaning up on the wound would be needed. He at least knew how dangerous silver was for a lycan and the need for cleaning it as quickly and as efficiently as possible.<br><br>He said gruffly as he put the bowl on the table, shocked to see the state the women was it. Such delicate beauty but her face showed sign of long weariness and it was clear that she had not only faced her latest attacker this morning but she had been facing gruesome burden for a while in her life. "I will get some boiled water in a minute or two. Do you need anything else to clean up the wound?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 18:48:17</strong>
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				Alice winced a little as he lifted her, feeling the silver spread just a little more into her body. She obeyed, though, and tucked her head into his shoulder as her legs tucked in as well. He was fast, but most lycans were. His scent was comforting, but the last thing she needed was another mate, so she ignored that thought. As he reached the campground, she saw that it was a nice layout of houses. She was soon taken in the middle building, though, and could hear and smell another lycan male. Great. She knew they were saying they'd help her, but that didn't make her any less suspicious. Her blue eyes had remained open, and as Rich laid her gently on the table, she looked at him. She wanted to say that the injuries weren't that bad and she just needed a good night's sleep, but she knew the silver would likely make it so that she'd never wake up. Her skin was nearly clear now, and the pale white showed the contaminated veins easily. She knew they'd have to cut or take her dress off, but she didn't have to like it. Her lips pressed together and she allowed her eyes to close.<br><br>"I'm sorry that I got your friend shot. Will he be alright?"<br><br>She hissed in pain and tried to calm herself. The wound was throbbing and looked rather ugly. It was just a graze, but the silver and dirt from the forest had made it worse and dangerous.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 21:36:57</strong>
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				Talton made it back to the campgrounds in pretty good time. First thing he did when he got back was to tell Rein what had happend and to get ready for the injuried woman that would be coming. He shook his head again to clear it heading inside to clean his wound out. He moved through to a back bedroom, pulling his shirt off along the way and dropping it on the floor.&nbsp; Finally he sits down on the edge of the tub cutting on the water. First the he did was wash his knife off, then he would use a cup to gather water and wash out the wound, finally he would jab his knife back into the gunshot to scrap out any bits of metal left inside. <br><br>He then washes off the knife and washes out the wound one last time. He takes the knife now and cuts a towel into long strips. He uses a couple them to bandage his own wound up. His ears twitch slightly hearing Rich and the woman come in. Talton gathers the rest of the strips up now and heads out to where the rest of them are.<br><br>Talton go out there just in time to hear Alice's question, "I'll be fine little one, and don't worry about it." He was in a better mood now that he had cleaned the last of the burning silver fragments out of himself. "Here use these, I'm heading to brush and floss the cave." He drops the strips of cloth down on the table and starts for the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>11-07-2009, 05:56:07</strong>
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				((OOC: I apologize about the length.&nbsp; Got a bit carried away.&nbsp; :O ))<br><br>"Get a couple cups of ice," Rich asked Reinard after the latter had dropped off a bowl of cool, fresh water.&nbsp; He pulled the bowl a bit closer, then bent down to examine the wounded lycan.<br><br>Alice's eyes were fluttering, and she muttered something when Rich leaned over her face.&nbsp; He didn't quite catch it, but when Talton walked by, he realized that she was fretting over his Beta's injuries.&nbsp; He wanted to talk to her, to console her further, but bit back his instincts and focused instead on her injuries.<br><br>Rich grabbed the First Aid Kit, sliding it down the table towards him.&nbsp; He stopped it with the palm of his hand, then popped the plastic container open.&nbsp; The inside was filled with various medical supplies: rolls of gauze, pill bottles, some basic antiseptic solutions, and a few hypodermic needles.&nbsp; Rich plucked gauze out, then swore and grabbed at the alcohol wipes.&nbsp; Ripping one open, he quickly disinfected his hands, fuming at his mistake.<br><br>When he finished, the Alpha grabbed the scissors out of the kit.&nbsp; Normally, he would've carefully adjusted her clothing to expose the injured portion of her body while still covering up her intimate areas, but her skin was deathly pale, and she didn't seem to be staying conscious easily.&nbsp; Finding the upper hem of the gown, Rich cut into the fabric, then pushed the scissors down to Alice's hip.&nbsp; The dress parted effortlessly.&nbsp; Carefully, he tucked the bottom part of the dress under her back, then folded the top part onto her stomach, making sure her breasts were covered.&nbsp; He may be a godless fusion of man and wolf, driven by primal instincts and a carnal bloodlust...&nbsp; But dammit!, he was at least respectful of the female form!<br><br>Rich couldn't help but to grimace when he fully uncovered Alice's injury.&nbsp; He had seen some pretty fucked up things in his hundred and twenty four years of life, and he would remember this as one of them.&nbsp; A intricate web of dark colored veins covered the right side of her torso, radiating away from a shallow, bloody furrow roughly halfway between the hip and armpit.&nbsp; The wound itself was swollen and puffy, the flesh blackened where the bullet had caused silver-induced apoptosis.&nbsp; As the silver worked it's way through the system via the bloodstream, the walls of the veins and arteries suffered a similar fate; thus the black coloring.&nbsp; Usually, the lycan would die of severe internal bleeding as it's circulation system committed mass suicide, but - if the silver reached the chest quickly enough - the heart would stop functioning from muscle necrosis.&nbsp; It was a terrible, painful process and a macabre sight, made all the worse by the fact that is was happening to a <em>female</em>.<br><br>Again, Rich found himself becoming infuriated: how could someone <em>do</em> this to a woman?!&nbsp; He forced himself to calm down, sating his outrage by reliving the final moments of that miserable hunter.<br><br>By now, Reinard had returned with the boiling water.&nbsp; For now, it wasn't necessary.&nbsp; Instead, Rich removed one of the hypodermic needles from the First Aid Kit.&nbsp; A thin strip of duck tape had been rolled around the plastic sheath, "Argentophilic sol.: 70mg" scrawled in black marker on the leaf of tape that was sticking out.&nbsp; The Alpha slid the sheath off, tested the needle, then squeezed Alice's bicep to get her attention.&nbsp; "This'll sting a bit," he warned, sliding the needle into a darkening, but not yet black, vein.<br><br>The solution was composed of a light sedative and millions of specially formed molecules, called argentophiles, Latin for "lovers of silver".&nbsp; The molecules were composed of two simpler molecules fused together in the center: one of them is attracted to silver, the other is repelled by it.&nbsp; This allows them to swarm and latch onto molecules of silver in the bloodstream, coating their surface like slivers of iron on a magnet, thusly preventing them from inducing apoptosis, or really doing anything at all.&nbsp; The silver, now harmless, will be filtered out of the bloodstream like any other debris in the kidneys within the day.&nbsp; Argentophiles are incredibly easy to make and store; the catch being that they only worked on very small doses of silver, or if injected right after being poisoned.&nbsp; Even then, there's no guarantee of survival.<br><br>Considering the wound was only a graze, Rich was confident the argentophiles would work.&nbsp; Judging by the inflammation, she had been shot no earlier than thirty minutes before.&nbsp; If she had survived this long, the amount of silver in her bloodstream must be minute.<br><br>Once the needle was emptied, Rich discarded it onto the table.&nbsp; The boiling water had cooled slightly, but it was still very hot.&nbsp; He cooled it a bit more with the cool water from the bowl.&nbsp; He then dipped one of the bandages into it, soaking it and lightly wringing it, wincing at the still scalding temperature.&nbsp; The wound was a furrow, a light graze, and a cursory check confirmed what Rich had already suspected.&nbsp; There were no visible silver fragments in the actual wound; the entirety of the contamination must have come from minute shavings that had been scraped off the bullet when it had struck her.&nbsp; That simplified things greatly: now all he had to do was stop the bleeding, clean the wound, and remove the dead tissue.<br><br>That is assuming the argentophiles did their job and stopped the interior spread of the silver.<br><br>Rich grabbed a second bandage, wrapping it around the soaked bandage.&nbsp; A little of the water soaked through, but for the most part it was dry and warm.&nbsp; He grimly noted the blood that had started to pool on the wooden table<br><br>Knowing what he was about to do would be very painful, despite the sedative, Rich held Alice's hand, allowing her to squeeze.&nbsp; Despite the seriousness of the situation, he couldn't help but revel in the feel of her skin.&nbsp; It had been so long since he'd felt a female...<br><br>The Alpha refocused, then glanced at Alice.&nbsp; "This is going to hurt like a motherfucker," he breathed, reluctantly.&nbsp; "3...&nbsp; 2...&nbsp; 1..."<br><br>Rich pressed the warm, slightly damp wad of cloth against the swollen, exposed, and necrotic wound.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 19:40:52</strong>
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				Alice was tired. So tired... All she wanted to do was sleep and forget everything about her miserable life as a lycan. Something she never wanted to be to begin with, but was forced into it when she was young...too young. Heck, she hadn't even believed in werewolves back then, and now she was about to die from a wound that wouldn't have hurt a human much at all, but hurt her greatly because it was silver. How ironic.<br><br>Her lashes fluttered, but when Rich grabbed her arm and spoke to her, she turned her head to him and nodded slightly. He had a needle, and she saw a first aid kit. When had that gotten here? Her breathing was a bit labored, but she was alive, and that was enough for now. As the needle bit into her flesh, she barely flinched. She had always had a high tolerance for pain, which was one reason she wasn't squealing and crying even as the silver burned its way through her body. It hurt horribly, but she managed to control herself and focus on anything but the pain. The needle prick was nothing.<br><br>As the injection began working, it sedated her slightly, which helped with the agonizing pain. It didn't help her already hazy and tired mind, though, and she found her eyes closing. They didn't remained closed for long, though, as she gasped and let out a whimper of pain as he pressed the cloth to her wound. Without even thinking, she grabbed his offered hand and held onto it...squeezing hard. Her heart pounded, and she winced as she hissed from the contact. She didn't complain, though, and finally controlled herself, although it was obvious it hurt.<br><br>Her blue eyes opened and she looked at him, silently thanking him as he seemed to be experienced and talented at healing.<br><br>"W-what is...your...name?"<br><br>She couldn't remember if he'd told her or not.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>13-07-2009, 00:27:42</strong>
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				Rich actually winced when he pressed the wad of damp cloth against the small but potentially fatal wound; Alice had an incredible grip, even for a lycan.&nbsp; The fact that she could still squeeze with that much strength was good; if she had been on the way to death, her hand would not be able to clench his own so fiercely.<br><br>Once again impressing the Alpha, Alice barely acknowledged the pain of him cleaning her wound.&nbsp; There was a small, breathy gasp and a whimper, and she hissed when he started dabbing the cloth on the dying flesh.&nbsp; Rich narrowed his eyes, continuing his work despite the strong urge to throw away the cloth and stop her pain.<br><br><em>"W-what is...your...name?"</em><br><br>"I'm Rich," he said quickly, realizing he hadn't even told her his name yet.<br><br>He looked away from the grisly furrow when he spoke, noticing that her eyes were open.&nbsp; They were a brilliant blue, peaking out of a face too pale from blood loss and pain.&nbsp; Once again, despite the serious circumstances, Rich could not help but to admire her beauty.&nbsp; His eyes traveled over her face, quickly spotting an ugly scratch just below her left cheekbone.&nbsp; It was jagged, and it ended in an odd-looking bruise next to her nose.&nbsp; He made a mental note to bandage (or stitch; it looked fairly deep) it up.&nbsp; For now, the silver infection took priority.<br><br>Speaking of which...<br><br>Rich tore his eyes away from Alice's face and looked back at the furrow, pulling the now bloodied cloth away.&nbsp; The injury itself was still an unnatural hue, and the veins around it were still black...&nbsp; But the discoloration hadn't spread any further, and the wound seemed a little less swollen and had stopped bleeding.&nbsp; Rich couldn't revive the necrotic flesh lining the furrow, but at least the argentophiles were working.<br><br>He smiled with genuine happiness.&nbsp; "You're going to be alright, Alice.&nbsp; Once we get rid of the dead tissue and patch you up, you'll be right as rain," Rich explained.<br><br>The Alpha's brow suddenly furrowed.&nbsp; Did he just say right as rain?&nbsp; He hadn't used that expression in... <em>decades</em>.&nbsp; A memory tugged at the back of his mind, but Rich quickly dismissed it.&nbsp; He had bigger problems, like figuring out how to remove the necrotic flesh...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>13-07-2009, 00:39:59</strong>
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				Alice tried to smile, but it came out as a sort of grimace. She suddenly realized how very little she was wearing, but she also realized he had tastefully arranged her clothing to cover her more intimate areas. Good...she liked that. As he looked at her face, she saw his eyes narrow on her cheek. Remembering what was there, she frowned and hoped he wouldn't ask too many questions. Even though Louis was dead...hopefully...she still didn't want to talk about it. His gaze moved back to her side wound and she breathed a sigh of relief, even as she realized she liked to look at him. He was a handsome man, and she...well, she'd never been allowed to look at other men for any length of time, so the fact that she was free to feel attraction was nice.<br><br>As he spoke, she nodded and winced slightly.<br><br>"Good."<br><br>Then her voice quieted.<br><br>"Thank you, Rich."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>13-07-2009, 02:50:48</strong>
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				Ian came in to observe shortly after Rich had began caring for the girl's wounds. Rather than press his "boss" at a time like this he decided to just stick near the door. He was impressed by both Rich's efficient care of Alice's terrible wound and her own discipline and high tolerance for pain.<br><br>She obviously hadn't remembered when both Talton and himself had referred to Rich by name, but given how exhausted and disoriented with poison she must have been, it was more than understandable. He gave a satisfied grunt when Rich apprised that Alice would be fine after all. Ian took a few steps forward but remained silent until he was either called upon or noticed something he could do to help.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 10:38:52</strong>
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				Reinard came in with a bowl full of half crushed ice in one hand and carrying a bottle of ice cold water. Everyone has to go with cold water for a while but the comfort of the injured female was much more important so that didn't really matter.<br><br>He hurriedly placed both of those beside Alice while he asked anxiously, "She is actually looking a bit better", seeing the hypodermic needle he asked, "what have you given her, is that gonna work off the silver".<br><br>He didn't have any problem intruding into Rich's space. Reinard wasn't even seeing Alice as an attractive female at the moment. He was simply concerned about someone vulnerable and in pain and the alpha's reaction to his words or action didn't really come in his mind. After freezing himself from caring for so long, it seemed that emotion was ruling his action totally once he had let it go.<br><br>He took one of small towel he brought from his shoulder and wet it in the cold water and started to wash Alice's face, "I will just clean your face up. It would make you feel fresh and a bit better", he whispered to her in a gentle voice. Can I ask you your name", he didn't ask anyone else to give her a feeling that she wasn't invalid and to keep her mind into light conversation. Her would seem still in need of care and if he wasn't mistaken it was going to be really painfull.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 04:45:08</strong>
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				<em>"What have you given her, is that gonna work off the silver?"</em><br><br>Rich looked between Alice's face and the wound, dropping the bloodied cloth in the basin of water Reinard had first brought out.&nbsp; "Ya.&nbsp; The argentophiles coat the silver molecules, making 'em harmless," he said, talking to both Alice and Reinard.&nbsp; Then, to himself, "Works like a charm."<br><br>Turning away from Reinard and his patient, the Alpha pawed through the First Aid Kit.&nbsp; When he had removed the argentophiles, he had pulled at the Velcro securing them to the underside of the kit's lid, knocking the four remaining hypodermics into the miscellaneous items below.&nbsp; After a few frustrating, Rich successfully pulled out another hypodermic.&nbsp; Unlike the others, this one's sheath was gray.<br><br>When he turned back to Alice, Reinard was washing her face.&nbsp; Not willing to confront why he even objected to it in the first place, Rich bit back a reprimand.&nbsp; However, when his lycan asked for her name, he abruptly responded in her place.&nbsp; "Her name's Alice," the Alpha said, perhaps a bit too quickly.&nbsp; Then, slower, "And I'm going to get rid of the dead stuff that's clogging up 'er wound."<br><br>Rich held up the gray hypodermic and squirted it to remove air bubbles.&nbsp; Using his hand to make the veins in her arm stand out, he injected the needle's contents into Alice's right bicep.&nbsp; The sedative was rated to lay out a 170 pound human male for seven hours, but a lycan's high metabolism and dense cell structure meant it would only put Alice under for two or three hours.<br><br>Since any injury would have to be damned serious for one of his lycans to need treatment, Rich had bought a basic surgical kit off of eBay a few years earlier.&nbsp; It had only basic supplies - scalpel, HD gauze, surgical scissors, etc. - but a lycan's body's naturally superior healing abilities allowed anyone operating on a werewolf to spare the gritty details.&nbsp; Stuff like IV drips, staples, vacuum hoses, and infection prevention measures were unnecessary.&nbsp; All a surgeon needed when operating on a lycan was a scalpel and stitches.&nbsp; Even sterilization was unnecessary; when was the last time <em>you</em> heard of a lycan getting an infection?<br><br>He peeled the duct tape off of the bottom of the First Aid Kit, pulling the surgical kit off and setting it on the table.&nbsp; As Alice succumbed to the sedative, Rich pulled his wallet out of his back pocket.&nbsp; After pulling out a sizable wad of $100 bills, he handed the money over to Reinard.&nbsp; "Go into town and buy a mattress, some blankets, pillows, whatever you think would make a comfortable bed for her."&nbsp; After his lycan had turned to leave, Rich looked up, having forgotten something.&nbsp; "Oh, and, uh, get some clothes for her, too.&nbsp; Maybe, uh, size 8, medium top?&nbsp; Something simple, but... nice."<br><br>Having taken care of that, Rich looked back to Alice, his eyes thoughtful.&nbsp; "You, you, you," he mumbled to himself.&nbsp; "What am I going to do with you..."<br><br>He shook himself out of his brief reverie, refocusing.&nbsp; Rich had never operated on someone before, but this seemed pretty simple...&nbsp; Just get rid of the necrofied shit.&nbsp; And so what if the job turned out a bit rough; she was a lycan after all.&nbsp; Her body would just make up for it.<br><br>He waited a few minutes to make sure Alice was fully unconscious.&nbsp; Once he was sure she wasn't coming back anytime soon, Rich picked up the scalpel.&nbsp; Doing his best to keep a steady hand, he pressed the blade against the edge of her dead skin and made the first cut.<br><br>((OOC: Remember kids, do not post after taking sleeping medication!&nbsp; *falls asleep on keyboard*))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 04:30:24</strong>
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				Talton made his way back through the forest to the cave they had left the dead hunter. He had to clean the place, last thing they needed was for someone to find they body and start asking questions. He was wearing a pair of leather gloves and carrying a 55 gallon drum along with a broom stick. He pauses for just a moment before the cave to look around once and then he disappears inside it. <br><br>Once inside he moves over to where the body is and sets the drum down. He pulls out a pair of rubber gloves and changes the leather ones for them. Next he takes the lid off and empties the drum of whats inside it: 5 rags, a gallon of bleach, a spade, a pick axe, a bag of cement, 5 gallons of water, and then finally the circular piece of metal he had jammed down cover the bottom half of the drum that was full of water.<br><br>Now he rips open the bag of cement and pours it into the barrel using the broomstick to stir it together with the water that was in the drum. Once he had the cement stirred together, Talton reaches over grabbing the body and dumping it into the drum. Then he starts cleaning the blood off the wall of the cave with bleach and water. He then grabs the pick axe and chips any part of the wall he didn't feel he was able to clean enough away, then dumps the chipped stone into the drum as well. Talton now used to spade to dig out the dirt the had blood splatter and dump it into the drum too. He now dumps the rags into the barrel along with both the spade and small pick axe, the rest of the bleach and water is poured into it follow with their bottles.<br><br>He uses the broomstick to stir give it all a couple final stirs, he then pulls the stick out and coats the top ledge of the drum with cement. He finally breaks the stick into quaters and tosses it inside before pushing the lid back on. He now pulls off his rubber gloves, he turns the right one inside out and shoves the left one inside it. The open end of the right glove is tied into a knot before they are both pushed into his left pocket.<br><br>With the leather gloves put back on he plops down on the floor and sits there after all he had to give atleast the cement holding the lid on time to set. Talton closes his eyes as he sits there thinking about how he expected his conversation with Rich to go later. Hmm, the female was likely going to be used as fuel to Rich's no humans ruling but well Talton has already decided what he was going to have to do because of that.<br><br>He sat there for about three hours debating with himself if he was making the right choice and finally he nodded. Talton wouldn't let his race, his people, die out because some soft-hearted people felt that it wasn't right to use human woman. Well fuck that, and fuck them, he would see to it that what has to be done will be done and not a man, beast, or beastman will stop him.<br><br>He stands up and lifts the, now much to heavy for a human to lift, drum up carrying it out of the cave to be disposed of in a very deep lake miles away from the cave and their camp. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>02-08-2009, 18:21:41</strong>
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				Reinard didn't being ordered about like that as he was more worried about how the wounded female was doing and ensuring her comfort after the ordeal. So he left for the nearest town to get the required thing even though he wasn't sure what he should buy.<br><br>He decided to tackle the issue of bedding first. After some quick testing by trying out he bought a mattress. Next he bought the sheets, the softest that he could find and he bought couple of them to be sure that they would have enough with her bleeding and all that. Woman were supposed to be more picky about clean bedding so its was better to be safe.<br><br>The choice of pillows was easier still as he bought lots of them. He himself loved to relaxed over a&nbsp; bunch of them so it was a no brainer and she would need them for support say when she would be eating.<br><br>The trouble was with the dresses. He has never really bought any for a woman and from the look of things he would even have to buy undies for her. It was really a troubling work but he knew he must do it properly to ensure that she had the best care after her ordeal.<br><br>Luckily there was a woman's clothing store that was big enough with helpful female assistants. He told her a story about a female relative who was in a short visit and got ill so he needed some clothes for her since she was too weak to leave the bed. The woman was very sympathised of her plight and was very helpful. He didn't even look at the choice of the underwear and let assistant choose them. He did asked for three soft fluffy robes for her. Dressing could be a troublesome work for her with the wounds so it seemed better for her. The woman chose simple strappy dresses for her telling him that those would be easiest for her to wear and would be comfortable.<br><br>He was almost leaving when he remembered of other necessities and bought towels, toothbrush, shampoo, soap and even a bottle of perfume. He was hoping that some fragrance would help her recover from the bruised mood that she must be feeling.<br><br>So with all that purchase and lofty goal of making their new friend comfortable and secure Reinard returned the main house. He was quite swamped with packages as he got inside.<br><br>"So where do I put her things?" He was asking for Rich as he entered the main hall navigating by feel as he couldn't see with everything that he carried.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>02-08-2009, 21:39:08</strong>
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				"Ian," Rich said.&nbsp; "I would appreciate some privacy while I worked.&nbsp; I don't want anyone in here until Reinard gets back."&nbsp; Once the second-eldest lycan had left, he got to work.<br><br>The surgery went well, better than Rich had expected.&nbsp; Five minutes into it, half the dead flesh had been removed.&nbsp; As he had wiped his brow with the back of his sleeve, the Alpha had noticed that the dark lines of necrofied veins and arteries had already begun to soften and fade.&nbsp; The argentophiles had done their job: the silver had been rendered harmless, and now Alice's body was quickly repairing the damage.<br><br>Thirty minutes later, the graze was ready to be bandaged.&nbsp; The dead, blackened tissue was gone, replaced instead with the dark pink of fat and muscle.&nbsp; Bleeding had been an issue but as long as she didn't try to move around or sit up for a day or two - injury regardless - Alice would make up for the lost blood without any lasting effects.&nbsp; The macabre spiderweb of blackened veins was nearly gone, only a few wisps visible beneath her too-pale skin.<br><br>Rich looked upon her face as he unwound a long strip of gauze.&nbsp; Alice was just as beautiful as she had been when he had first found her.&nbsp; A pretty face set beneath long, orange-red hair.&nbsp; Dazzling by lycan standards, she would've easily outclassed any <em>human</em> female.<br><br>And she was a lycan!&nbsp; That was <em>most </em>important.&nbsp; Rich was no fool; he knew what his packmembers thought of the population crisis.&nbsp; But the Alpha was a purist.&nbsp; The idea of bedding humans, even for procreative purposes, had never crossed his mind.&nbsp; When he had first heard the suggestion, his reaction had been rage.&nbsp; Contaminate the superior lycan gene pool with inferior <em>human</em> bitches!?&nbsp; Werewolves would be better off extinct than turned into halfbreeds, dependent on humans for survival.<br><br>His packmembers were not so focused on preserving their heritage.&nbsp; Rich had feared that they may even try to challenge his position as Alpha, solely over their disagreement on the population crisis.&nbsp; And if Alice had died, they surely would've.<br><br>He grinned, folding the gauze onto itself and forming a thick bandage.&nbsp; &nbsp;But Alice had survived.&nbsp; How could they even consider breeding with humans when they had a lycan female <em>right here</em> in their pack?&nbsp; If she turned out to be sterile, they could focus on curing her infertility.<br><br>Despite their willingness to reproduce with humans, his packmembers would still want to be with Alice.&nbsp; She <em>was</em> a lycan, after all, and beautiful even by their superhuman standards.&nbsp; Should he pass her around, a whore solely for the pack's enjoyment?&nbsp; It would surely raise moral and solidify their trust in their leader.&nbsp; But...<br><br>Could he subject her to that?<br><br>His hand reached out and lightly brushed along Alice's forehead.&nbsp; He could see her eyes moving back and forth under her eyelids; dreaming, maybe.<br><br>No, he couldn't do that to her.<br><br>Rich nodded, his mouth set in a thin line as he made his decision.&nbsp; Once she had recovered, Alice would be his mate, and his alone.&nbsp; The pack would not touch her.&nbsp; They may not like it, but he was the Alpha.&nbsp; He would make them obey.<br><br><div align="center">*&nbsp; &nbsp;*&nbsp; &nbsp;*</div><br>After he had bandaged up the bullet wound and set up the IV drip from the surgical kit, Rich had cautiously picked up Alice.&nbsp; Careful not to agitate the wound, he moved her to one of the three couches scattered around the gathering hall.&nbsp; Rich set her down on a plush red one, propping her head up with a pillow.&nbsp; The wound was cleaned and covered, and he had hurriedly sewn the side of her dress back together.&nbsp; It wouldn't be wearable after she woke up, but it would do until Reinard returned with clothing.<br><br>Rich paused as he stood over her, split in his decision to have her as his mate.&nbsp; It had been a hasty decision, of that there was no doubt.&nbsp; On one hand, he desired her immensely, but it was a purely physical attraction.&nbsp; He knew next to nothing about who she was, or what she was like.<br><br>How could he justify mating with her?&nbsp; The population crisis?&nbsp; Would she understand why she needed to be used?&nbsp; Would she even be willing?<br><br>Was it worth it?<br><br>Rich balled his hands into fists, frustrated by all the unknowns.&nbsp; He'd find out soon enough, though.&nbsp; For now, he'd bide his time.&nbsp; Better to not even bring up mating and the population crisis, at least not until he understood Alice.<br><br>Somewhat reassured, he pulled himself away from the female lycan, pausing one last time to make sure she'd be comfortable when she woke up.<br><br>"Well, back to work," Rich acquitted, focusing on what to do with her while she recovered.&nbsp; She would need some place to sleep after all.&nbsp; He quickly decided on the "Pool Closet", a medium sized room off the gathering hall furnished with large, tasteful photographs from around the Olympic Peninsula.&nbsp; A large pool table rested in the middle, the only furniture.&nbsp; Rich broke it down, hauled it out into the gathering hall, and reassembled it near the wet bar.<br><br>Next, he broke down his own bed in the master suite located behind the thick wall at the south end of the building.&nbsp; He left the mattress and sheets, knowing Reinard - always the reliable one - would return with the proper bedding for Alice.<br><br>By the time Rich had finished setting up his, now Alice's, bed frame in her temporary room, he heard the door open.&nbsp; Must be Reinard.<br><br><em>"So where do I put her things?"</em><br><br>Rich stepped out of Alice's room.&nbsp; "Right into the Pool Closet, Reinard.&nbsp; I'll grab the mattress."<br><br>When he returned, he dropped the mattress right onto the bed frame.&nbsp; Then, looking over the clothing and bedding, "Good job, Reinard."&nbsp; He looked up at his lycan, grinning.&nbsp; "I thought you would've been lost shopping for her clothing."<br><br>Chuckling, Rich realized it had been a full two and a half hours since he had injected Alice with the anesthetic.&nbsp; Knowing she should be coming out of the induced sleep by now, if she hadn't already, he walked back into the Hall to check on her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 23:33:30</strong>
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				Alice had been dreaming. She had gone through several dreams throughout the surgery, and not all had been bad. The first had been a nightmare about Louis...of course...but the rest hadn't been so awful. She had a dream about when she was human, and even a dream about her family. They were surely all dead now, and she wouldn't know where to look even if they weren't. Some of the pack members had suggested the internet, but she didn't know how to use it, and Louis would have killed her if he knew she was looking up past relationships. Essentially Louis was a product of his environment. He was Alpha, and that was law. The fact that he had chosen a human for his mate had been an issue at first, but since he was only Beta at that point, no one argued. A few of the males in the pack wanted to challenge him over his treatment of Alice, but she insisted they didn't. Louis was huge and a very good fighter. He would fight them to the death, and she preferred their kind faces alive over dead. She knew about the population crisis, and that was one reason she felt so awful about being sterile. Some of the men had suggested passing Alice around to see if it was her sterility or Louis', but a swift ripping of their throats silenced any more suggestions. Louis was possessive, and would allow no other men to touch her. It was ironic that now she was being taken care of by a different pack of lycans, as Louis would have had a fit. Ironic also that a group of pathetic human hunters had killed him.<br><br>As the anesthetic wore off, her dark lashes fluttered softly and and groaned quietly. Her senses came back, and so did the pain, waking her up. Licking her dry lips, she tried to move but her limbs were still sluggish, and she didn't want to exasperate the wound. She could feel a kind of bandage covering her side, and she also noticed that the burning pain of the silver was gone. In its place was just the normal pain of post surgery. Amazed, her blue eyes finally opened fully and she looked around. She remembered the events, and when she saw Rich enter through the door, she noticed she was on a red couch and surprisingly comfortable. Now that she was out of the fatal danger, she could try and figure out what to do next. She'd need to heal, but maybe they could help her find her human relatives and she could try and start a new life. She'd have to see...<br><br>The rough looking Alpha came into view, and she smiled awkwardly. What was she supposed to say now? Clearing her throat, she waited until he moved closer before she spoke.<br><br>"Hi. I guess I should thank you for saving my life."<br><br>After a pause, she added the two words softly.<br><br>"Thank you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 00:17:24</strong>
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				Talton made his was back towards the camp. He walked since he was in no hurry and of course he didn't walk straight back that would be foolish no he took his time circling around, back-tracking, and such. He wanted to make sure that even if the barrel was found it would be very hard to trace it back to them. He nods to himself as the camp comes back into view and reaches down pulling his leather gloves off, placing them into the back pocket of his jeans.<br><br>He pauses once he reaches the collection of buildings that form their collective lair and sniffs the air checking whose here and whose not. Hmm, Stephan was still not here but it seems everyone else is...and no smell of death so the female lived, that's good. He heads back to the main building and pushing the door open as he enters. He sniffs the air once again and follows the scent to the room Rich and the others were.<br><br>His eyes land on Rich as he enters the pool room and he doesn't bother to see who else is in the room before speaking, "Rich, we need to talk..." His eyes trail over to the woman who seems to be awake now, damn, and his packmates that were in the room. "...Outside." He stepped slightly to the side and pushed the door back open holding it there and waiting for Rich to head out with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 20:41:23</strong>
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				Ian gladly left the room when Rich asked it of him and he passed the next few hours hiding the silver in various spots he had secured for just such a thing. Before he met Rich, he used to save any silver he found and melt it into bars once he found he had enough; and so he had&nbsp; a safety deposit box in a bank in a nearby town that had several bars of silver. <br><br>However, messing with the stuff was risky business and he quickly ended the habit when he became a part of Rich's pack. Ever since, he has been simply hiding it in various places that would be rarely discovered. The closest of these places was a single tree in a nearby nature preserve, the others were much farther away and so his work was cut out for him as he meticulously divided the bullets amongst all of his secret spaces. <br><br>The surgery was done and Alice was conscious and recovering by the time he returned. Knowing how touchy Rich was about the entire situation, he opted not to return to that building until a later time. In stead, he retired to his own home and wait. He read by a window and kept an eye on the scene outside to see when things became more routine again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 22:57:30</strong>
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				((OOC: Sorry for the delay, but the move and accompanying pesky cleaning is done.&nbsp; yay!))<br><br><em>"Hi. I guess I should thank you for saving my life.&nbsp; Thank you."</em><br><br>Rich felt like he should say something, but all he could do was smile and bask in the warm glow of accomplishment.&nbsp; He managed a nod, and a cocky grin, but by then Talton was at the pool room.&nbsp; A vaporous thought entered his mind and left just as fast, and the Alpha looked up at his Beta.<br><br><em>"Rich, we need to talk...&nbsp; Outside."</em><br><br>The grin fell off his face; Talton didn't sound to happy.&nbsp; Rich grimaced inwardly suddenly remembering the silver wound his second-in-command had recieved.&nbsp; Was it more serious than he had originally let on?<br><br>"There's always something," he said in a light-mannered way to Reinard and Alice, then walked briskly over Talton.&nbsp; Once they were outside, he placed a hand on his Beta's shoulder, a concerned expression on his face.<br><br>"Talton, what's up?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 08:32:19</strong>
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				Vincent doubted taking the pacific highway when he entered Washington state and stopped seeing any cross highways back on to the 5 to Seattle.&nbsp; He had been driving non stop for the last few hours and was in need of a warm meal, a cold beer and a comfortable seat. A road veered off ahead and soon he found himself entering what seemed like a small forest town. It took him a while to realize just how lost he was but was not concerned anymore once he saw civilization in sight. Speeding forward on &nbsp;"Diane" (http://www.gulum.net/motor/resimler/Harley-Davidson_FXDXI_Dyna_Super_Glide_Sport_2005_01_1024.jpg) his Harley Davidson Dyna, he roared into town and spotted what seemed to be the only gas station in sight. <br><br>It did not take him long to fuel his bike back after "cowboy" walking to the front counter and back, chatting with the clerk and asking about accommodations and a place to ear. Had he bothered to look across the street he would have seen a small bar and hotel, with a country kitchen type restaurant nearby. Something about the town felt out of place, it seemed that the city was meant to attract tourism but the lack of signs and entrances into town were non existent. Deciding to push his bike across the street he checked into the hotel and walked over to the small bar. <br><br>The moment he walked in he felt out of place with the locals, appearing much more like a outlaw than a traveler. Standing in his riding attire that consisted of a vintage aviator leather jacket he had kept in great condition over the years, few would realize it was a jacket just as old as he was (almost 65). His worn jeans wore covered by a pair of leather chaps that protected his legs from long rides. Immediately removing his helmet when he stepped into the bar, he pushed the matching aviators onto his head as he held the helmet in a free hand. <br>"Good day folks"<br>He politely greeted them all before making his way to the bar and took a seat and waited for someone to take an order. <br><br>A larger and mature looking woman came in and gave him a glance over.<br>"You don't look like you are from 'round here, what you having son?"<br>She pulled a pen out of one of the curls in her hair and took a pad from a pocket in her uniform. The second time she eyed him over was for her sake, eying an waiting for an order, Vincent looked for any type of menu but found none.<br>"Whatever the house beer is... and a sandwich, please." <br>Smiling at her, she gave him an awkward glare before turning around and leaving after placing a glass bottle for him to open himself. <br><em>Great...I should have stayed on the 5...</em><br><br>Shifting his attention to his watch he saw the day was young but knew he did not want to ride anymore for today. Deciding to stay in town for the night, he checked his watch and almost groaned when he realized it was around mid-day. Looking for a way to break the silence, he shifted over to the jukebox and found a few tunes to play before taking his seat and waiting for his food to arrive. One sandwich turned into three and a large side of wedges. Paying his tab and finding himself glad to be out of the local eye, he took a seat under a shady tree an watched the occasional car cross through the main street of town. With his stomach full and happy to sit in a comfortable spot, he dozed off under the tree. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>13-09-2009, 21:56:39</strong>
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				He was not sure how long he had slept under the tree, but he groggily woke up and stumbled to the hotel room to check in once his bike was parked. The people in the hotel were much more receptive to him then the restaurant and with a smile they offered him a key once they took his information. Thanking them kindly, he slipped into his room before stripping down and falling asleep in the over starched bed sheets. Sleeping during the day would ruin his sleeping pattern, but at least the town had a bar he could take a drink in later that night. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 23:23:05</strong>
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				Talton shrugs, brushing the Alpha’s hand from his shoulder. <strong>“I was thinking,”</strong> the big Lycan says as he looks off into the woodline. <strong>“We know the score.”</strong> He begins rounding to face Rich, his thoughts adding an edge on tension to his voice.&nbsp; He flexes his fists unconsciously as his shoulders tense. “<strong>We’re going extinct Rich. And fate drops a female into our laps. Hell man! She might as well have been fuckin’ gift wrapped with a bow tied around her waist.”</strong> He points toward the cabin door. <strong>“So what are you plannin’ ta do about it?”</strong>&nbsp; The big man’s eyes narrow. He knows the man would not consider making her a toy of the pack. No not Rich.<br><br>He stands waiting for the alpha’s answer his mind made up. This will be the last decision that Rich makes as Alpha. Talton will abide by it. Out of respect. But the big Lycan already had his own plan in mind to save their pack from going the way of the dinosaurs. Once he is alpha he would see it carried out too.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 01:01:52</strong>
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				<em>“I was thinking.&nbsp; We know the score.&nbsp; We’re going extinct Rich. And fate drops a female into our laps. Hell man! She might as well have been fuckin’ gift wrapped with a bow tied around her waist.&nbsp; So what are you plannin’ ta do about it?”</em><br><br>Rich scratched absently at his scraggly whiskers, his eyes on the cabin door, having followed Talton's gesture and remained there.&nbsp; So it wasn't about his injury.&nbsp; Good; he wouldn't bring it up.<br><br>The Alpha sighed and looked at his Beta.&nbsp; The warm summer air was thick with the smell of pine, his favorite scent.&nbsp; Afternoon sunlight, muted by the millions of pine needles in the forest, filtered through the surrounding trees.&nbsp; The air was breezy, and Rich felt his bangs brush over his forehead in a slight wind.&nbsp; It was a good time to be outdoors.<br><br>Calmly, he turned his gaze away from the gathering hall, focusing in on Talton.&nbsp; The werewolf seemed anxious, packed with restrained energy.&nbsp; He smelled nervous.<br><br>Rich crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back against the wooden railing on the edge of the small porch they stood on.&nbsp; He spent a few seconds mulling over his options, his eyes drifting thoughtly along the top of the treeline beyond the camp grounds.<br><br>He looked back at his Beta.&nbsp; "I plan on nursing her back to health, and then making her my mate," the Alpha admitted in a matter-of-fact way.&nbsp; Rich stood up from the railing, eyeing Talton's wound.&nbsp; "Now, what's wrong with you?&nbsp; You got the jitters somethin' fierce.&nbsp; Is it the silver?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 01:26:41</strong>
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				<strong>“Is it the silver?”</strong> Talton barked a laugh in contempt. <strong>“I’ve had worse,”</strong> he says flexing his shoulder with a grimace.<br><br><strong>“You say that you’re gonna take her as a mate like it is a forgone conclusion Richie,”</strong> the big Lycan shakes his head sadly. <strong>“And what about us? Just sit back while you bang your new toy and we’re not supposed to care?”</strong> His voice raising as he continues. <strong>“No Rich. You can’t just claim the only piece of ass to come along. Not if you expect us to still follow you.”</strong><br><br><strong>“We have to start breeding again Rich,”</strong> he sighs trying to calm down. He had to make the Alpha see reason. Or beat it into him. He squares his shoulders standing to his full height. <strong>“You know this. Let’s go hunting in town. We can find some girls to distract the boys and maybe,”</strong> he shrugs. Letting the thought drop.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 02:02:49</strong>
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				Rich's eyes narrowed, the lids dropping slightly, and his worried frown tightened.<br><br>"It <em>is</em> a foregone conclusion, Talton," he said, anger lacing his voice.&nbsp; "Both Alice <em>and </em>the breeding.&nbsp; I cannot subject this pack to breeding with those human bitches!"<br><br><em>How could he even consider that?</em><br><br>The issue of human breeding had always been the elephant in the room with this pack.&nbsp; Everyone knew it was there, and everyone knew what everyone else thought about it, but no one ever brought it up.&nbsp; The Alpha knew of his Beta's opinion on the subject, but he had let it slide; nobody's perfect after all, and Talton's a more than capable individual.&nbsp; He had had a feeling that Alice's appearance would stimulate some kind of discussion on human breeding, but that didn't make it any more appealing.<br><br>Rich bared his teeth in a traditionally wolfish show of dominance.&nbsp; "We will not breed with anything other than lycans," he said slowly, staggering his words for effect.&nbsp; "Now, don't <em>ever</em> bring this up again."<br><br>Nostrils flaring angrily, Rich turned away from his Beta and headed towards the gathering hall's door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 03:49:26</strong>
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				Talton’s eyes narrow as Rich turns his back on him. <strong>“You want the girl for yourself. Fine,”</strong> he growls softly the vibration shaking his whole body. Lunging for the door he quickly blocks it with his bulk. Crossing his arms he looks defiantly at the Alpha. <strong>“But breeding with humans is not off the table.”</strong><br><br><strong>“Don’t make me have to hurt you Richie just to make you see reason.”</strong> He warns the other Lycan with a slur as his feature take begin to shift. His teeth elongate and short hairs growing to cover his exposed arms and face in coarse fur. Cracking his knuckles he stares at the other. <strong>“You might think that all the humans are bitches but we have to think beyond that. Fuck man we have to think of the species!”</strong> He bellows in Rich’s face. His anger at being dismissed boiling over.<br><br><strong>“I’m going into town and taking the others,”</strong> he declares in challenge.<strong> “Try and stop me if you think you can.”</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 05:30:53</strong>
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				Rich looked at his Beta coolly, his former anger gone in the appearance of a challenge to his leadership.&nbsp; Talton had always been faithful, loyal.&nbsp; His sudden callousness and anger was... odd.&nbsp; He really believed the salvation of the lycans lay in the wombs of human women, and he was willing to risk submission and humiliation in order to make his desperate ploy work.&nbsp; He was big, standing half a foot taller than Rich and nearly twice as heavy.&nbsp; He would have a serious advantage.<br><br>Or maybe not.<br><br>The Alpha slipped off his windbreaker, revealing a plain black t-shirt, and tossed it onto the railing.&nbsp; "Think of the species?&nbsp; Sure, let's muddy the gene pool and dilute our superiority with their mediocrity.&nbsp; That way, when our race repopulates the Earth, we'll be so weak and miserable that we'd be better off dead."<br><br>Rich sniffed thoughtfully, scratched absently at his ear, and cocked an eyebrow at the insubordinate lycan.&nbsp; "I've been around for a large number of years, during which I have been challenged no less than ten times.&nbsp; I have yet to lose.&nbsp; Really, Beta of mine, I thought you were smarter than that.&nbsp; I'm the Alpha for a reason."<br><br>As he spoke, the lycan kicked off his shoes and adjusted the waistband of his pants.&nbsp; Rich's face was expressionless, but he moved and spoke with practiced ease.&nbsp; His voice was clipped, formal, as if reading off a sheet of paper.&nbsp; "You believe that you can direct this pack better than myself, and so have decided to take action in this pack's best interests.&nbsp; I disagree, and will defend my position with zeal," Rich said formally.&nbsp; "I accept your challenge, Talton."<br><br>Unlike the Beta, he didn't transform, not even partially.&nbsp; Instead, he stepped back to the edge of the far railing of the porch, relative to the door.&nbsp; The area was about ten by ten feet.&nbsp; The door to the gathering hall was right next to the railing; a staircase descended to the soft, loamy forest floor on the far side of the porch, which was made of weathered wood.<br><br>Rich leaned against the rail, in the same place as he had been before.&nbsp; He waited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 14:20:40</strong>
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				Talton scoffs as Rich started talking.<strong> “Dead is dead Richie,”</strong> he shrugs. This was an old argument they had and Talton is in no mood to rehash it now. <strong>“Formalities aside, I am gonna kick some sense into your thick head.”</strong> The big Lycan smirks his enlarged canines adding a clipped slur to his words. <br><br>Talton barrels across the deck in three strides. His right arm snaping up in a wicked haymaker aiming for Rich’s chin as the other man finishes speaking and steps back against the railing. Enough force to take a full grown bear's head off parts the air.<br><br>Despite his bravado Talton is not taking any chances. Rich has been Alpha for a long time, and Talton knew underestimating the other man could be a fatal mistake. The sudden attack is meant to take the Alpha off guard. No circling or feints. Pure brute strength would open this challenge and win it. Quickly, Talton hopes. Despite his instincts to tear tooth and nail into the other Lycan, he still did not want to hurt Rich anymore than necessary. Wanting what is best for the pack and Rich has earned his place as Talton's Beta. If either of them survived this conflict that is. He kept a tight reign on his temper forcing the beast within to a far corner of his mind with effort. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 08:08:43</strong>
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				The rich smell of the ocean wafting in over the campgrounds had found its' way through the windows of Charles's pickup truck, and he considered stopping on the dirt track and just... taking it all in. Many years ago, he had lived in eastern Washington, and he thought it was a great area, but that was until he met the ocean. This land was... beautiful, and that want, that need to be close to it had eventually united his allegiances with the pack who claimed the Aberdeen campgrounds.<br><br>He resisted the urge to stop and smell the area, allowing the fresh pine scent and the cold ocean breeze to fulfill him from within the truck's cabin. The truck jostled on the dirt road, making him bounce a bit in his seat, his movements only restricted by the belt wrapped tightly past his torso. Charles smiled, just thinking about it. He had enough money put away to buy a new truck, but he shared an affinity with this old, battered thing, one that words could not describe. The radio had never worked; he had found comfort in his own breath, and the sounds of the road about him.<br><br>The dirt track had smoothed out a bit as he entered the campground proper, and that's when Charles saw Rich and Talton going at it. At first, he was unsure of what was taking place between the two of them, but there were telltale signs of a fight waiting to happen. The tenseness of their muscles, and the sheer air of hostility that overwhelmed. He pulled in noisily beside the main hall, perhaps 20 feet from where the Alpha and Beta were close to brawling, and turned off the engine. He said nothing; if they wanted to acknowledge him, they would. He unclicked his seat belt and opened the door, before sliding out and shutting the door noisily. Charles leaned against the truck, watching, waiting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 20:50:16</strong>
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				<em>“Formalities aside, I am gonna kick some sense into your thick head.”</em><br><br>Rich sighed, rolled his eyes, and prepared to make a return comment.&nbsp; His lassitude nearly cost him the fight.<br><br>Talton charged forward suddenly, his arm pulling back into a full blown, heavyweight blow.&nbsp; Rich, being caught off guard, reacted instinctively.&nbsp; If he had been prepared, the lycan would've likely jumped the railing or feinted to the side, but Talton had caught him unawares...<br><br>The large lycan was within a few feet before he could meet his charge.&nbsp; Bending at the waist, hunching his shoulders, locking his neck and placing his forearms below and in front of his forehead, Rich ran forward, using his Beta's momentum and his own to deliver a full body headbutt to his midsection.&nbsp; This would hurt, but it would hurt Talton more.<br><br>Rich was so concerned with the lycan barreling at him that he didn't notice the car pulling into the driveway.&nbsp; The normal sound of a motor guttering as its fuel was cut off was so commonplace that his brain automatically discarded it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 11:55:02</strong>
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				Talton grunts as the breath is forced from his lungs by Rich’s sudden body spear to his solar plexus. <em>Damn fuckers fast</em>, he thinks. Fighting back the panic and pain, the big man blinks rapidly trying to focus on the conflict. Wrapping his arm around his opponent’s neck he cinches in a tight choke-hold as his feet lift from the deck by the momentum of Rich's blow. Talton delivers a quick series of jabs to the others kidneys while using his weight to drag the other lycan backward with him.<br><br><strong>“Big mistake,” </strong>he pants trying to catch his breath, <strong>“closing with me, Richie.”</strong> His forearm tightens as he falls, trying to cut off Rich’s oxygen to return the favor. Small colored lights dance before his eyes as he struggles to bring his breathing back under control. As his back slams into the wood deck he kicks upward hoping to send the other man flying over him in a devastating suplex . Just to get some time to catch his breath.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 00:15:13</strong>
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				Their movements were wild and erratic... Charles was beginning to fear for the welfare of his already battered pickup truck. He climbed into the driver's side and turned the key into the ignition, always finding contentment in hearing that old engine purr. "Well boys, It's been fun..." He said, though he doubted they would even notice his leaving. He revved the engine and took off, sending pebbles and dirt flying out behind him... Though they were wide enough to not even come close to the lycan brawlers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 01:17:02</strong>
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				The world went upside down.&nbsp; In an instant, so fast that even Rich's reflexes couldn't catch it, the lycan was in the air, Talton's strong legs slamming into his abdomen and sending him flying.&nbsp; Rich's fingers instinctively grasped for some kind of hold, something to grip and anchor him back down on Earth.&nbsp; His hands, though, simply whipped uselessly through air.<br><br>The Alpha came down hard, landing on his upper back near the wall of the hall.&nbsp; His feet whiplashed forward, making small dents in the hardened pine.&nbsp; His breath whooshed out of his lungs.<br><br>Rich rolled to the left, towards the closest railing, jumping unsteadily to his feet after the first foot.&nbsp; His upper abdomen and lower chest felt numb, and there was a sharp pain not unlike a pressure headache between his shoulder blades.&nbsp; His right ankle felt a bit wobbly.&nbsp; Nothing serious hurt, but it still <em>hurt</em>.<br><br>He groaned, stretching up to his full height, respectfully allowing his opponent to regain his breath.&nbsp; "You know," he said with a grunt.&nbsp; "I really wish you'd grow a pair and fight with some honor, Talton.&nbsp; What use is an Alpha that relies on deception, and namecalling?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 19:36:12</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 2em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: vivaldi;" class="bbc_font">Alice</span></span><br><br>(http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e99/pixiechanicons/natalya4/150.png)<br><br>Alice had been laying down to recover, and she gradually woke up more fully. Groaning, she yawned and tried to make sense of the situation. Unaware of the fight outside, she made plans for what she would do after she was healed. Hopefully, being a lycan would shorten the recovery time a great deal. <br><br>She would have Rich give her a ride into the nearest town, and from there she would catch a bus to the only place she could remember as a young human girl. Perhaps she could say she was a distant cousin of the Highland's. She could then get a job...a real human job...and start a new life. She wouldn't look for romance, as she didn't trust men at all. However, maybe she could actually live normally...albeit a bit lonely.<br><br>When it was obvious she wasn't growing older, she'd simply move to another town. Maybe she could actually make something of her life. Go to college, get a degree...maybe get a few degrees. Smiling, she decided that the hunters may have given her a life. Since she survived, she could move on, and if Louis was still around, she'd be stuck as a miserable mate with an abusive and overbearing Alpha male. <br><br>After a while, she heard grunts, yelling and the tell-tale sounds of a lycan fight outside. Although she wasn't sure why, she didn't want Rich to be hurt. It took her a while, but she managed to sit up and then stand slowly. Holding her side, her torn...but stitched together...dress covered her body and she walked slowly to the door. Opening it, she saw the large and frightening lycan fighting Rich. Gasping, she closed the door and went onto the porch. She doubted they'd hear her, but she had to try.<br><br>"What's going on? Stop it!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 09:51:18</strong>
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				Reinard got out of his room to go outside, wanting to enjoy the nice sunny day when he heard the sounds which seemed like a big fight. Since nobody tried to warn him or anything it could be presumed that it was a fight between the lycans but it could also be some hunter surprising someone of his gang.<br><br>Reinard instantly got cautious and silently moved until he reached the door and opened it. He was really shocked to see Rich and Talon fighting and Alice urging them to stop.<br><br>He stood there watching all three of them, wondering if the appeal of a female lycan would reach them even as he wondered what had caused the fight to break .. "was it a fight for a claim over the female?". Reinard decide to simply watch and let things happen. After all its a fight between the alpha and beta, what would be the point of someone like him trying to interrupt it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 20:20:09</strong>
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				Talton chuckled after scrambling to his feet. His breathing steadied he looked at the Alpha his eyes narrowing. A muscle at his jaw line beginning to tense as his anger rose. <strong>“Grow a pair, huh? I’m not the one being so stubborn when the future of this pack…”</strong> Just then Alice stepped out on the porch yelling. <br><br><strong>“Your new prize wants us to stop Rich. Want to tell her your decision?”</strong> The big lycan sneered raising his fists in front of his jaw ready to continue. He slowly circled around the porch each step bringing him closer to Rich and away from Alice. <strong>“Tell her she is going to be your mate and the rest of us have to be content just beating it off while listening?”</strong> He growled throwing a series of jabs that could dent steel at the other lycan.<br><br><strong>"All because you think the rest of us being happy with women of our own will dilute the bloodline?!"</strong> He yelled as he noticed the audience they were gathering.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Question Mark</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 06:09:43</strong>
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				"Alice?"<br><br>Rich turned his head so fast that it popped.&nbsp; He saw her standing just outside the door, one hand clenched over the roughly sewn together tear down her dress' side.&nbsp; His eyes widened in surprise, then narrowed in frustration.&nbsp; While Talton continued his inane and immature needling, Rich waved one hand at the female.&nbsp; "What the hell?&nbsp; Get back inside, Alice!"<br><br>That momentary distraction left him open to attack.&nbsp; The Alpha turned his head back to face Talton only to see that he had been flanked.&nbsp; Rich turned to face his Beta's new position, but his opponent was too fast.&nbsp; A flurry of blows landed on his exposed left side, bruising, scraping, and tearing the skin.&nbsp; As blood soaked through his shirt - a black stain on black fabric - Rich reflexively curled his arms around his chest.&nbsp; That quick movement brought a sharp, severe pain slashing through his ribs.&nbsp; The injured lycan hitched in a short breath at the abrupt, stabbing agony, his eyes growing wide and his skin breaking out in sweat.&nbsp; The popular culture depicted werewolves as invulnerable killing machines, as impervious to pain and damage as a robot.&nbsp; Although they were <em>very</em> good killing machines, lycans could feel pain just as well as any human.<br><br>And boy did it hurt.<br><br>His first thought was that he needed to buy some time for his natural painkillers to kick in.&nbsp; Gritting his teeth, Rich let his arms fall by his side, doing his best to look like he didn't have three broken ribs.&nbsp; When he spoke, his voice sounded strained, but level.&nbsp; "You know, Talton," he began, sounding almost casual.&nbsp; "You're <em>really</em> starting to sound like the humans you fetishize.&nbsp; <em>Alpha</em> comes <em>first</em>, Beta second, and so on.&nbsp; In packs, there is a hierarchy built on <em>respect</em> and <em>strength</em>, not fairness."<br><br>Rich straightened, facing Talton, his face no longer flushed, but steady and focused.&nbsp; He leaned forward, holding his hands out.&nbsp; "We really should stop talking so much.&nbsp; Let's get this over with so I can choose a new Beta."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 10:13:47</strong>
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				Reinard took a sharp breath in, realizing now what the fight was about. "well I am all with Talon here ..", he murmured to himself thinking others were probably on Talon's side. As far as he knew no one was hanged on the purity of the Lycan race but he could be wrong.<br><br>But it was still a fight between alpha and beta and Reinard had no wish to interfere to make the situation all the more murky than it needs be. So he simply waited there as Talon pounded Rich's chest into a bloody wreckage. He almost smiled at Rich's confident words in choosing a beta whereas he was almost certain Rich was in for quite the surprise from the bigger Lycan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathadon</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 20:05:19</strong>
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				Talton roared, his anger at Rich’s continued need to run his mouth making it difficult for the big lycan to keep his rage under control. The bitter tangy scent of the other man’s blood was not helping either. <strong>“Based on strength and respect Rich? Which one are you showing right now?”</strong> Crouching low, he smiled his hands up to ward off any blows as he judged the Alpha’s movements. <strong>“Your days of ordering us around are done,”</strong> he growled as he lunged forward. His world became a haze of red mist and anger. Barreling toward the Alpha his form shifted.<br><br>Talton’s face elongated into a muzzle with a series of pops as his clothing was shredded by the increase in mass. Long black claws sprouted from his nails as he threw himself at Rich. Raking the other lycan’s chest as they impacted.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 17:30:54</strong>
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				Vincent's senses had told him to run deep into the forest, following a new female scent that only got stronger. Unlike the previous one, it was not a scent laced with urge to mate, but the closer he got and began to follow the trail (Following her old trails when she was fleeing) the weaker he began to feel. As the moon began to disappear under the sun's rising dominance, he passed out. He laid face first into the dirt, bruised and battered from his own abuse, a deep gash on his forehead. His body scratched from running through the forest nude. He slept, the rest was not peaceful, his mind tormented by the images of war and now a shadowy beast was now lurking in him. The serene foggy forest morning forest would conceal him from being seen, rising the risk of dying to exposure if he did not wake up. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 17:55:04</strong>
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				ALICE<br><br><em>Your new prize wants us to stop Rich. Want to tell her your decision? Tell her she is going to be your mate and the rest of us have to be content just beating it off while listening?</em><br><br>Alice's face fell and her eyes widened. She had just begun to trust Rich, and now he would be just another Lycan. No. No, she wouldn't let that happen. She had just found freedom, and she was determined to never be a mate again! No matter what. She'd rather die first, and she didn't plan on doing that either.<br><br>The injured (but healing) woman shook her head and spoke firmly, although she wasn't sure if the two lycans fighting could hear her.<br><br>"That's not going to happen."<br><br>And with that, she leaped off the porch and hissed slightly as the landing jarred her injury. Taking off in bare feet, she ran as fast as she could into the forest. She didn't like simply running away from her problems, but she didn't see any other choice at this time. As she ran, she wanted to shift into her wolf form, but she couldn't until the wound was fully healed, unless she wanted to stunt the recovery.<br><br>Her world was a blur as her lycan speed allowed her to run faster than any human, and also sense where things were by the smell. That's when she smelled it...blood. Lycan blood. <br><br>God in heaven, she was cursed! Still, she knew that she couldn't allow someone to lay bleeding, so she turned and ran toward the coppery scent. What she found made her stop and gasp. There was a man, naked and face down in the dirt, scratched and beaten. If he was human, she would have worried about a murderer or thief in the area, but it was in the middle of the forest, and&nbsp; he was decidedly a lycan. Kneeling beside him, she placed one small and soft hand on his back to see if he was still breathing. He was, thankfully. She didn't know why she felt compassion for a male lycan at all, but apparently she wasn't as unfeeling as she wanted to be toward the race. When she felt how cold and bloody he was, she slowly turned him over and looked at his face. He was a handsome man, and it was impossible to tell his age, although he looked to be mid-thirties. Lycans could be much older, though. After all, she was nearing 90. <br><br>When she looked down, she blushed and had to ignore the large bulge that was very obvious. Her hand went back to his face and began to stroke the blood and dirt away. She saw the large gash on his forehead, and knew that she had to wash it out before it got infected. Still, she wasn't willing to go back to the other pack. Although he could be a part of it, for all she knew. She tore a strip off her dress and pressed it over the wound to stop the bleeding as she stared down into his face. <br><br>It was possible that he might pop up and attack her, but he didn't seem able to. Besides, if he turned out to be a bad guy, he was injured enough that she could probably outrun him...at least in her wolf form. Her blue eyes were wide with curiosity and worry, and her red curls fell around her pale face like a veil. She decided to speak.<br><br>"Hello? Can you hear me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 18:22:07</strong>
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				Talton ripped his claws through Rich's chest as a low growl tears his claws through the man's chest. He hadn't wanted it to come to this. Talton had hoped that he could make Rich see things his way but Rich hadn't and Talton's temper proved to be the end of talks. He was a man of action more the words, that was one of the main reason's Talton had till now been happy being beta. Rich was a good Alpha, clear headed, normally listening to everyone before making a choice, but on this important decision he would not listen to reason.<br><br>His hand shot out now and closed around the other lycan's throat and he lifts him into the air, "Good bye, Rich." His voice was harsh and gravely. Talton then sends the smaller lycan flying high into the air and over the railing he had been leaning on. He watches as Rich's body dissappears over the edge of the cliff and Talton shrinks back down to his human form, "I will lead them will. I only wished you would have listened." He now turns his back to the railing and starts towards the house.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 22:39:12</strong>
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				<strong><em>Hello?...</em></strong><br>The words were low at first, muffled by the dirt that suppressed the sounds or perhaps it was his body wanting to slip into death's embrace. His head throbbing, lost in lucid dreams he watched on events in his life flash before him, different from the echoes and horrid visions of war. The storming of Normandy replaced by the birth of his son and daughter, reverting to the celebration after the battle was won. <br><strong><em>Hello? Can you...</em></strong><br>Those words pulled him away from a beguiling light, his marriage and death of his beloved spouse. The light was brighter now, half lidded eyes blinked at the rising sun above him. Something was with him, he could feel it, a saint? <br>"Jen...."<br><em>Honey is that you...</em><br>His lips could not find the words to speak, his body felt like it was torn to shreds. He could barely feel anything, his body cold,lower body numb. A groan came out of clenched teeth as he tried to lift his head, the cloth on it supported by the hand helping him felt like an elephant perched on his head. The images in his head began to disappear as he regained consciousness, then the fear crept up his spine causing his body to shudder. Where was he, his eyes opened, expecting the worse in the condition he was in. Never did he expect to look into such radiant beauty, she was a saint, but it was not his deceased wife taking him to spend eternity with her. <br><em><strong>"Hello? Can you hear me?"</strong></em><br>A bloody hand reached up to touch her, confirm if she was real. A pain fill whimper choked in his throat, even in his state he knew men did not cry, he was raised that way. When bloody fingers brushed across soft inviting skin he felt reassured and let his arm drop back down on the ground. <br>"Yes...where...am I..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 22:44:53</strong>
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				Kane had been alone for so many years, he did not even know when the last time he had talked to a person. He could not even remember the sound of his voice. He had walked the path of a rogue, a lone wolf. He smiled at that thought, as still his brain did not think of himself as a wolf. So many years he has been this, beast, but yet, his brain still thought of him as a human, nothing more.<br><br>He was walking in the forest, looking for food. He stripped down, piling off his clothes and removed his pack and setting it down. He was going to hunt, and he needed to be his wolf. He always hated this part, it felt like his skin would be on fire, and then it would feel like every bone in his body had growing pains. Then his started to change, there was a strange popping sound as his bones grew, hair started to sprout out of his skin, he grow almost a food and a half, and his face grew a grow out. His teeth become razor sharp fangs of a beast, his nails came out into claws. He started to howl and scream at it. After he was done, he bent down and started to sniff the ground, there was a smell in the air. He could not place it, but he knew that he had to follow it, like it was pulling him. He started to run, and he made little sound in doing so. He was a hunter, a killer, he knew how to hunt and he did it well. He used his speed to move to his smell, and he found out it was blood, fresh blood. His already red eyes glazed over in a blood lust, wanting to feed on what ever it was that was dead. Lingering in the smell of the blood was something, it was a smell that he never smelt before, and he could not place it at all.<br><br>He stumbled onto area, there was blood, and there was a wolf, holding a man, and he dropped him off the cliff. There was a wolf, one like him. He thought that he was the only one with this beast in him. The wolf had said something, it was about leading someone. He watched the wolf turn back into a man. He did not think the other wolf hand seen or heard him, as he watched him turn and walk off. He was going to follow him, but something grabbed his nose. It was a sent like he had never smelled before. It was strong, but broken, it was female.. something he had not smelled before. Sure he had smelled female humans, but this, this was something better.<br><br>He followed the sent, until he came into a spot, and he was lucky it was down wind, there was a man and a women there, The man was on the ground, the women as over him. The man was covered in blood, and he could tell that is what he was drawn to. He watched at the man said something, he was too far away to hear it, it looks like he was attacked, so maybe he was weak. He was down wind from him, and he smelled it, and he new right away, both of these people where wolfs. He watched them even more now, waiting, seeing if they where liked him, cursed.<br><br>He could not wait anymore, he walked out into the area, still in his wolf form, and growled, deep and challenging. He was going to find these things out now, and his way, no waiting, no hiding.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 23:10:51</strong>
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				She was worried for a moment that she had come too late, as he didn't seem to be responding. She barely heard a quiet whisper, but it sounded like...<em>Jen.</em> She frowned and realized that he was not a feral beast...at least, not right now. His voice was lost and sad, almost pitiful, and Alice wanted to comfort him somehow. She knew one thing, though, and that was that she could not help him here. She could try to carry him, but she wasn't sure how well that would work with her healing side. <br><br>She felt his body shudder, and she figured that was a good sign. The groan was a good sign. When his hand came up, she leaned down further so he could see her better, although the sun around her like a halo probably distorted her visage somewhat. She finally saw his eyes open more fully, and she smiled. He was alive. As his dirty and bloody fingers brushed her cheek, she listened closely so she could hear his faint words.<br><br>"You're in the forest, somewhere in Washington. I'm Alice."<br><br>She knew she had to ask him.<br><br>"What pack are you with?"<br><br>However, that question went unanswered as she heard the growl. It was the same growl she had heard whenever someone would threaten Louis. Turning with her hair standing on end on the back of her neck, her bright turquoise eyes narrowed at the wolf, and she faced him without backing away. A low growl came up from her throat, and she was prepared to shift into her wolf form if need be. This injured man didn't need to die, and if there was another male lycan challenging him, then that might be the result. What was all this aggression over? Surely it couldn't be over her...could it? She knew females were rare, but she had never been allowed out long enough to see the men's desperation before.<br><br>Her red curls cascaded down her back, and her pretty face was set in stone. Speaking to the wolf, she was firm.<br><br>"Who are you? Shift back."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 23:26:26</strong>
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				Talton pauses having heard something behind him and sniffs the air....there was another male around her and the female seems to have run off her scent is fading. Oh this wasn't going to do the pack was already weakend from the lose of Rich and he wasn't going watch it get scattered on his watch. He yelled out, "Reign with me." He turns in the direction of her scent....the other male seems to be going in that direction as well.<br><br>He can't let that happen it could be a member of her old pack they were the only other wolves he knew in the area. Talton takes off running not waiting on Reign knowing the man could follow behind him and catch up. As he ran he started shifting going back to human and then all the way down to his turn wolf form. He strong legs churned the ground up under him as he followed the scents.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 23:42:10</strong>
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				"Pack?"<br>Confusion flashed across his face, looking into her eyes before they were ripped away from the intruder. A chill ran down his spine as the words "Change back" were muttered, he immediately thought he was being hunted by the creature he was slowly recalling from the night before. Sitting up, he gasped at his body and its overwhelming nudity. Bruises and scratches, every muscle ached as if it was his first day of boot camp. The growl was feint, he turned his head to look back at the source. He was compelled to attack, defend himself. The feeling alone sent surges of pains through his body, something was trying to rip out of him, his muscles spasm unnaturally. <br>"What's happening to me!"<br><em><strong>Shift back</strong></em><br><em>What, shift back...what the hell is she talking about. </em><br>He panted, rolling over to face the wolf. His chest began to heave, as he feebly rose to his feet to meet the challenge. <br>"What did you do to me..."<br>The sounds were guttural and rough, his voice contorting, sounding primal. The pain in his head began again, bringing him down to his knees. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 00:16:19</strong>
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				The growl that the female uttered was not deep or really aggressive. It was like she was just returning his own. This was very odd, but her order to shift back only gave him reason to stay. He did not know how many of them could be around, and for all he knew, they are his enemies. He looked right at her, into her eyes. He was looking for weakness or fear, something to tip him off at what to do. He was not going to back down, if anything happened, he was going to fight it tooth and nail.<br><br>The man that was behind her now, rolled over, and looked right at him. He watched as he stood, he was weakened, and he was hurt. He did not understand why this man was standing up. His words only made him wonder if his man was even sane. Kane just looked at them both, not moving a muscle. Something in him told him to back off, it was his primal side. Maybe this was his mate, and a male around his mate is why he was standing to meet him.<br><br>Kane hunched down low onto all fours, and he looked up at him, he did not growl, but he did show his teeth, and his claws dug into the earth that was under them. He was about to speak, when he heard something coming.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 00:36:06</strong>
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				When Aiden looked confused at the word 'pack,' Alice also looked confused. Apparently they were all confused. His eyes connected with her, and she saw that he wasn't lying. He was honestly unaware of what she meant. This bothered her quite a bit. Was he not a lycan? No...he was definitely lycan. Her nose didn't lie, even though it had been a while since she was around humans. He smelled different than the hunter, though, and so did the new wolf. What was going on? Everything was so insane right now, and she wished it would stop. This was one of the things she hated about Lycan males. Instead of trying to figure out the misunderstanding, they immediately jump to fighting. <br><br>As it appeared that the injured man was about to shift, it also appeared he was fighting it...and he didn't know what was happening! She had never met a new lycan...or one that didn't know what he was. Apparently, he wasn't a typical lycan male...which was a good thing...right? Either way, he wasn't in any position to be fighting. For one, he was completely naked and unprotected. In fact, as she looked up at him before standing, she blushed as his firm and quite attractive ass presented itself. Clearing her throat awkwardly, she looked away, but not before she felt herself grow a bit aroused. My God! What was wrong with her?! This was the wrong time to be thinking about anything, let alone sex!<br><br>Even as she calmed herself down, it was too late. The scent of an aroused female lycan was already out, undoubtedly making the tension worse. When the man asked what they had done to him, she frowned.<br><br>"I didn't do anything to you...I'm trying to help you, and you're in no condition to fight. Don't shift, just sit down."<br><br>When he fell to his knees, she dropped down beside him and looked up at the wolf who refused to change back. She might be forced to shift, and she wasn't really in any condition to do that either. Her feminine facial features stared at Kane and her red lips pressed together. Her blue eyes were large and wild, and her cheeks were flush with the cold and adrenaline.<br><br>She was about ready to speak when she also heard and smelled Talton coming toward them. She recognized the scent from the campground, and she realized that she didn't smell Rich with him. Oh God...had her one ally fallen? Her face looked scared for a moment before she turned and waited for the new Alpha to appear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 00:48:51</strong>
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				He comes up to the three from the direction of the campgrounds. He paused for a split second as all the different scents hit him; fear, anger, arousal...it was confusing and he was in no mood to sort it out so instead the monsterous timber wolf shifts back up into human form. "Both of you stand down now." His voice was powerful and commanding it didn't sound like he planned to take no for an anserw.<br><br>The freshly made Alpha looked at the adoptied female, "Alice are either of them from from your old pack." Again his voice carried a message with it, if she said yes he would kill the one she pointed at. The man's left hand was still covered with the blood of one fallen wolf today and he is willing to add a seconds to it if he has too.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 00:55:18</strong>
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				Alice turned when Talton came into view and tried not to shrink. She was trying not to worry about the other wolf, but when she saw the blood on Talton's hand, and the authority in his voice, somehow she knew Rich had lost...and he had lost more than just the fight. She held one hand up to her mouth and tried to control herself. Just because her rescuer was gone didn't mean she was doomed...and it also didn't mean that she had to have a mate. She just prayed that Talton wouldn't assume that she was his, since apparently Rich had claimed her. Shaking her head, she answered truthfully.<br><br>"No. Neither of them are."<br><br>She knew that without a shadow of a doubt. If one of them was, she'd be much more defensive and hostile than she already was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 00:57:57</strong>
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				Vincent felt his nostrils flare, a new scent came from the woman beside him, pleasant and inviting. Instead of reacting to it as he should have, he was confused even further. He did the only thing he thought he could in his situation, breath and calm himself. His eyes glanced up at the wolf, he rose to his feet and ignored the stakes of pain he felt, appearing as tall as his broad form allowed. In his bloody, bruised and nude form he glared at the wolf. <br>"Be gone, or I will rip you apart as I did the creatures I found the night before!" <br>He sneered, the hostility was unlike him, something else was making him say that. His clear hazel eyes bubbled over a light pigmentation of red, slowly changing to the eyes of the creature that shared his human shell. The words were louder and rougher than his voice typically was. His chest was heaving once more, his body shifting into a fighting stance he studied long ago. Vincent did not know how to shift but he felt his muscles tear and his bones become dense, vitality began to pump into him and trickle down his forehead as the laceration reopened. <br><br>Words grabbed his attention once more,<strong><em> pack</em></strong>, that word was a term animals were grouped into! She was one of them, the woman who was suppose to help him were one of those creatures?He looked at the freshly arrive bloodied man, in compassion Vincent was bloodier than him. (Even if it was his own blood)<br>"You stand down, I'll rip you apart like I did those nazis!"<br>A growl came from his throat as he snarled clenched teeth. He kept glaring between the wolf and the man, not sure what to do next. <br><em>Fuck you Route 101, Fuck you! </em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 01:14:54</strong>
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				Kane looked at the man, but then the scent his hit full on, since he was down wind from them. It was intoxicating, and he sniffed it like it was a flower. His mind set changed almost right away, something deep in him steered and was alive now. He looked loved at the male he was puffing out his chest and telling him he was going to kill him if he did not back down. He knew then that it was his female, his mate, and he was invading. He backed up slowly, showing that he was in the wrong, but then a wolf that was bigger then him burst into the area they all where in.<br><br>He started to tell him to stand down again. This wolf was bigger, and he was trying to use his size to instill fear in him, and that pissed him off. He stood up on his hind legs, and made himself as big as he could. He bared his fangs and flashed his claws, showing that if he wanted to go, he was going to take him on. The female said that they where not part of her pack. He wondered just who this female was, and why so many males where around her.<br><br>"How dare you tell me what to do!" He looked at the new wolf that was in the camp. His voice was rough, and jagged. He had not used it in so long, that he thought someone else was saying his words. He just looked at the wolf, waiting for him to reply, still showing him that he was not going to back down, not one bit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 01:29:25</strong>
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				His eyes land on the both the men...no the one seems to not even know whats going on here and even the wolf seems confused, are they pups?. Talton doesn't have time for this though, "I have already had to do something tonight that I did not want to. Do not force me to do so again." He was calm having already desided there was no immediate threat here. "Alice, we are going home. You are still not well enough to be running out on your own." <br><br>Her scent was effecting him as well but not as badly as the other two he knew what it was and knew how to ignore it when needed, besides he had already decided he didn't want her as a mate but he refused to let the pack dissappear out from under him. "You are both welcome to come too, as long as you can behave yourselves."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 02:00:56</strong>
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				When he said that he had already done something that he didn't want to do, Alice looked down. She knew what he had done, now, and she didn't like it one bit. She wasn't angry with Talton, but she sure as hell wasn't going to go 'home' with him.<br><br>"Look, I appreciate the help you've given me, but that is not my home. I'm a lycan, so my wound will heal quickly, and I don't intend to stay here. I don't intend to live in a pack again, and certainly not have a mate. Thank you for the medical care, but this man needs it more than anything right now."<br><br>She pointed to Vincent.<br><br>"And I don't know who the hell that is."<br><br>She pointed to Kane.<br><br>"Either way, I think everybody is confused."<br><br>She turned to Vincent and moved closer.<br><br>"Listen, you need medical attention, and I can help you. What's your name?"<br><br>She could still sense the wolf that was fighting, and she looked at him. She didn't know who he was, or why he was here...and she didn't trust him. Well, honestly, she didn't trust any of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 02:26:48</strong>
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				Did he stumble upon a cult? It would explain lots of things, like some random person appearing and demanding the woman return. The one person who he was hesitant was now trying to help him and the man with bloody arms was trying to take her away.<br><strong>"She isn't going anywhere with you..."</strong><br>He snarled with a menacing growl, but where would she go? Washington, he was in Washington but why, why was he in the forest? How did he get into this situation? Amidst the confusion he almost forgot to answer her. <br><strong>"Vincent...I feel fine now actually..."</strong><br>Besides the massive gash that went down to his skull, the rest of him was alright, the blood from the wound was minimal now. <br><strong>"But you can help me...what do I do..."</strong><br>His eyes were fading back to their original color, the more they did the weaker he began to feel but at least he was able to remain standing. Tilting his hips to the side he tried to cover himself to the young woman who as young as his dance partner the night before. It was only as she looked him over did he realize she was injured also. <br><br>With his attention back to the man, he spoke clearly without the earlier hostility.<br><strong>"I am not going anywhere with you, do not follow me and we will not have any problems. Whatever you are I do not care, but she is going with me...and that is final."</strong><br>He offered the young woman a hand to help her up. She would be useful, even if it meant she could get him a change of clothing and sneak him into his hotel room. Looking around he felt so lost, unsure of what to do. He had so many questions to ask the woman, unsure if she had the answers he sought. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 02:49:51</strong>
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				He looked at the man. "Behave? You think I am a child that you can just boss around? I think you are sadly mistaken." He growled at him. Looking at him with out blinking. He had pissed him off, and he was not going to change his mind at all. No one speaks to him like that, and gets away with it. His growl got deeper, and lower.<br><br>He turned his head, looking at the man, saying that he was going to take the female with him. "And who are you to say that she will be coming with you?" Something made him slowly turn back, his eyes filled with pain and he looked at the man and women. His breathing was in short, sharp gasps. "I think you should let that women go, I don't know any of you, and before this meeting, I thought I was the only wolf. But <em>you</em> will not pick for anyone but yourself." He looked at him, with just his blank eyes, not saying it was a threat, but a fact. Then he turned to the other man as well. "And <em>you</em> will not tell the woman what to do as well."<br><br>He did not know, but something was very wrong about all this, and he was only one point of this triangle, and this woman was in the middle. He was not going to pull her, but he also was not going to let these other males pull her as well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 03:09:02</strong>
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				Alice was stuck in the middle of this mess, and she didn't like it one bit. She was glad that Vincent said she wasn't going with Talton, but then again, she was glad when the new wolf said that she didn't have to go with anyone. He was right! Huffing, she crossed her arms over her chest and took a deep breath.<br><br>"Look! I'm not just going to 'go' with anyone! Let me make my own decisions, God damn it!"<br><br>She closed her eyes and tried to decide what to do, but quickly took Vincent's hand and stood up fully.<br><br>"I'm going with Vincent, and I'm going to help him. You all can do whatever you please, but I've made up my mind."<br><br>She did give Kane a look that said 'thank you,' before she turned and began walking toward the town, looking back to see if Vincent was following.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 05:58:20</strong>
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				Reinard went back inside the house to get the first aid kit&nbsp; and bandages thinking that this would end up being very bloody. But he wasn't really prepared for what he would find when he returned back. There was just no one there and as he looked across the field&nbsp; he could see Talton in his wolf form running away. He could tell from the smell that Alice had gone too.<br><br>Reinard tried to find Rich .. if Talon is going after Alice it would seem that Rich had lost. Well thats what he expected seeing the start of the fight but where was he. It was then he noticed the large drop of bloods splashed onto the wood and following those he stood at the side of the cliff .. the shocking realization of what had happened coming to him.<br><br>He shook his head, not expecting things going to violent with his new pack so soon. He hoped for a simpler and peaceful life with the pack not having to deal with the suspicion and scorn of humans and now this. Resigned for now Rich half turned into the wolf form growling as he did so and started running after Talton .. he needed to make sure the girl is alright and Talton didn't do anything untoward in blood lust.<br><br>He transformed into human form as the scent of wolves came closer remembering Alice's reaction to male wolves. He was worried as he moved the last yards to find the clearing. If he wasn't mistaken there were other wolves there and his muscled tighten up and he breathed deep in preparation. There was also scent of blood and that made Reinard growled softly when the other scent hit him. It felt flowery .. new .. mixed with the scent of a female wolf. Could this be the scent of ...<br><br>It didn't matter at this moment, he thought as he came out of the trees to find Alice walking away and a bloody human male seemed to be behind him .. another wolf and Talton facing each other. "what is happening here .. Talton?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 20:17:48</strong>
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				He was getting ready to hurt people, he was getting ready to hurt a lot of people very badly at this moment. "The hell." His voice rolled out from his lips in a deep growl, his blood was still hot from the battle with Rich and he was not enjoying the way he was being spoken too. He twists his head slightly and is made a loud popping noise. He had taken one step towards the other three when he heard Rein speak up behind him.<br><br>Talton turned his head to look at the man and the first aid kit he was holding, something about that made he take a second thought on everything and he started to calm down, "Alice your new friend there is hurting, atleast let Rein help him." His really yet to speak to either of the men yet and he takes a breath again trying to think how Rich would have handled this because beating them half to death would not solve anything right now. "It would be a wise idea for everyone to take a deep breath and calm down before anyone does anything they might regret." <br><br>He was atleast going to try to be diplomatic about all this, he hopes they respond to this course of action because the next he is going to do things his way and start to bash skulls in until he gets his point across.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 21:37:59</strong>
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				Just when he thought it couldn't get worse it did, another male showed up and he was starting to feel awkward since he was the only one who was not properly dressed. He was muddy bloody and naked, the first aid kit was not overlooked but he didn't want to be treated in a cold forest surrounded by men. Following behind the injured woman he looked for something, anything to cover him but found nothing. His hands would have to suffice, he felt pathetic like a child who grabbed its crotch when it couldn't hold in its urge to urinate. Vincent only covered up himself when he did not feel the woman's eyes upon him, no shame in his manhood but it felt embarrassing to be revealed to a woman that was not a spouse or lover. <br><br>As he walked alongside of her, he awkwardly stepped along side of her so he could somewhat cover himself to her.<br>"So, can you explain what happened back there to me...what is all this talk about packs...the wold...and the man who acts like he is a king..."<br>The painful headache could be ignored, he was fighting the cold morning and the weakness he was feeling from loss of blood. Vincent wanted to bathe, get stitched up and eat, he was hungry again, famished even. Something was weird once more, in the forest he knew where to go, in which direction his temporary home (the hotel) was. When they were within town limits he hid behind a rock and looked at the woman.<br>"I am sorry I never got your name..." <br>He asked before he asked her to do him a favor, walking into the hotel and pretend to be his wife so she could get a copy of his room key and return with anything to wear. Outside his door (luckily no one had noticed until then, due to horrible hit and run accident in a different part of town) were the first signs of him transforming, tattered shirt and a feint elongated handprint. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 22:01:01</strong>
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				ALICE<br><br>Alice turned back and looked at Talton briefly, but shook her head and walked with Vincent in the woods. She sighed when he asked the questions, and looked confused.<br><br>"I'm not sure why you're asking, but I'll explain everything when you're dressed, recovering and I'm clean."<br><br>She realized all of the sudden that she was in a torn and ratty dress, dirty, injured and barefoot. She didn't have any money, nor anywhere to go. Suddenly going back to the campground didn't seem like too bad of an idea. After all, Rich had gone through a lot of trouble for her...but now Rich was gone. And she didn't trust a pack of male lycans. She'd just have to make due.<br><br>When they reached the edge of town, she nodded at his plan and walked into the hotel with an embarrassed look. After all, she didn't look much better than Vincent. Still, the hotel clerk believed her and she was able to go up and get him clothes. Walking back down, she took him his clothes and turned away to let him dress. Sighing, they went back to the hotel room and stood awkwardly. Instead of explaining right away, she got a washcloth with soap, some ice and a sewing kit from the front desk. Asking him to lay down, she carefully washed the wound as she leaned over him and threaded the needle.<br><br>"I'm so sorry. This is going to hurt, but you need stitches."<br><br>She was so used to not being able to go to the hospital or doctor, that she was the nurse for her old pack. Of course, Louis always had to be there if she was helping another man, so the fact that she didn't have her abusive ex-mate over her shoulder was rather freeing. She numbed the area as much as she could with ice and washed her hands before carefully stitching up the wound and grabbing a whiskey from the mini-bar to help with the pain for him. When she was done, she got a bandage from the front desk as well and put it over the gash. Finally, she was able to take care of his other scratches and soon was done...well, as much as she could do. <br><br>Before they began speaking, she needed to take a shower and recover herself a bit.<br><br>"I hope you don't mind, but can I use your shower?"<br><br>She took a bit longer than usual, as she had to be careful of her healing surgical wound, and she was fairly grimy from the days in the forest. When she emerged, she was clean, smelling good and had even brushed her teeth with one of the other free supplies she'd gotten from the front desk (these also included deoderant, a razor and shaving cream, and some antibacterial cream). Instead of putting on her old dress, she washed it as well as she could in the sink...although it was barely worth washing...and hung it up to dry. When she came out, she was fresh, clean and wrapped in one of the provided bathrobes. Blushing at her intimate state, she went over and sat on the bed as she took a deep breath.<br><br>"Alright. The only explanation that I can come up with is that you have amnesia or something of the sort. I hope you get better soon, but either way, I'll explain what I know. I found you beaten in the woods, and I can tell by your smell that you're Lycan...or a Werewolf. I'm not sure what happened last night, but because you were nude and confused, I'd say you shifted and injured yourself while you were in wolf form. All the men you saw in the forest are Lycan as well, although that new wolf...the one who growled...is unknown to me. I'm Alice, and I recently escaped a massacre of my old pack by superstitious werewolf hunters. I was the Alpha, Louis', mate, and I'm the only one left. I was shot and injured when Talton and his pack found me, and their previous Alpha...Rich...gave me a surgery to get all the silver poisoning out. I came upon Talton and Rich fighting, apparently over the fact that Rich had claimed me as his mate...and was not allowing the pack to breed with humans. Instead of being forced into mating again, I ran, and stumbled across you. The fact that Talton...the big one...was acting like a king, and had blood on his hands, probably means that Rich was defeated and Talton is Alpha now. I don't have any intention of ever living with a pack, nor mating again...so I was more than happy to help you."<br><br>She paused and looked up into his eyes. Her pale face and wet hair in stark contrast to each other.<br><br>"I'll just wait for my dress to dry, and then I can get out of your hair. I assume you have a pack out looking for you."<br><br>She cleared her throat awkwardly and began combing through her hair with her fingers...although she couldn't forget the sight of his nude body, even now...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 22:11:28</strong>
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				As the new male showed up, and the growl came from the bigger male, he growled and moved in between him and the female. Something was telling him that he was going to have to fight this guy, but he did not care. When he started to talk to the female he waited, then just looked at him, and he shifted back to his wolf side, making him stronger. "She leaves, if you want to go after her, you have to deal with me." He let out a growl to match the one that he let out before. He we low on the ground again, ready to move out of the way and counter anything that came at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 22:53:10</strong>
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				He felt filthy and in need of shower himself, with his injuries taken care of he thanked the female and watched her as she slipped into the bathroom. Something inside told him that he would learn more from her about who he was then any convention and when she began to explain things he was in a state of disbelief. It all sounded absurd but suddenly so many things began to make sense, tears ran down his face.<br><em>Is this why I lived and they passed on...</em><br>The woman had no reason to lie, but still it was far to much information to handle he needed to know more. Lycan's and were-wolves! That was all fantasy non sense, his logic tried to make sense of it all. But the more he tried to find flaws, it explained so much more, his long life, his body unchanging past that one day long ago. A curse or a gift? He needed to learn more. <br>"wait...you can't leave yet...I have so many questions left...I have been traveling over twenty years to make sense of it all..."<br>He moved to one of the saddle bags in the corner of the room and picked up a large leather bound journal, easily aged over fifty years. Flipping through the aged papers, he found a blank sheet and made the notes of what she had said. <br>"Stay with me...or let me get you a room...I'll pay it all...but I can't let you leave yet...I mean you can, but I..."<br>The feelings of eagerness and fear were almost to much to choke back.<br>"I...no, you...this pack, alphas and transforming, It just sounds so absurd but when I try to reason it...I am over 80 years old...I fought In Normandy...other veterans are entering the grave but I look at me...will you help me..."<br>Submissive hazel eyes look up into hers, he pointed at his wallet. <br>"Check for yourself...I still carry my old ID..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 23:29:40</strong>
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				She could tell from his tone that he was serious, and when she looked at the I.D., a feeling of pity came over her. She looked back up at him with her blue eyes. <br><br>"Of course. I'll tell you whatever I know."<br><br>She watched him cry and wanted to hold him, but she knew that would be incredibly forward. Instead, she simply listened and nodded. When he offered to get her a room, she waved him off.<br><br>"No need to do that. If it's alright with you, I can sleep on the floor in here...or...I mean...we could share the bed, if that wouldn't be too awkward."<br><br>Suddenly being able to be in close physical proximity to a male without seeing him murdered was so liberating. She smiled and sighed.<br><br>"I won't leave...I mean, I don't have anywhere to go anyway. No money...no family."<br><br>She stopped the depressing talk and shook her head.<br><br>"Never mind. I'm around 90, but I knew what had happened when I was turned. I'll help you. I'm not sure of how you were turned, but likely you were bitten without realizing it. If you don't learn to control your shifting, then it will only happen once a month...during the full moon. During that time, you'll feel incredibly violent, thirst for blood and likely kill. Also, you'll look for a mate. I'm not sure what you've done over the years, but that's probably why you were so beaten up. It's a very painful and violent transition."<br><br>She looked down and then back up.<br><br>"I was turned when I was around 19 or 20, when my family was on a trip to Mt. Rainier. Louis...my old mate...was the beta at the time of his pack, and was out hunting while I was hiking. He attacked and raped me, kidnapping me and forcing me into mating with him. I never saw my family again, and I assume everyone thought I was dead. He eventually killed the Alpha and took over, ruling the pack. Just recently a group of 'werewolf hunters' attacked our pack and killed everyone except me. I managed to escape, although a lone hunter followed me. The pack you met today killed him and helped me...but I don't intend to live with a pack again. I don't know what I want to do, but I want to have a life somehow. I've always wanted children, but apparently female werewolves are becoming sterile...and Louis always blamed me for that. I never wanted this to begin with, but I've had to live with it for a long time now."<br><br>She wasn't going to go into her past trauma, but she looked up at him.<br><br>"What do you need to know? Most Lycans are a part of a pack, and the males find mates. However, with the recent female shortage, many men have turned to converting human females to be their mates. I was one of those attempts. Apparently Talton wants to do the same, and he killed the Alpha for it. It's a very violent race, and I wish that I'd never been brought into it. But now, unless I want to kill myself, it's a part of who I am. I guess you're the same way."<br><br>She swallowed hard and looked at him.<br><br>"Are you hungry? I haven't eaten for a long time. I don't have any money, but I can work to pay it off somehow."<br><br>She looked at him almost innocently, desperately wanting a normal life.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 23:34:04</strong>
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				"Listen kid, you have no idea what your asking for and I promise you I am not above giving it to you, but I don't want to." He shakes his head as he starts running through whatever one had said and the different actions, "You don't even know what you are do you? And as for the woman well she's made her choice now, though it wasn't a smart one." Honestly though could she be blamed she was a scared little thing when they found her and with what all had happend in such a very short time. <br><br>Talton shakes his head again, "I'd be more worried about the man who went with her then me. He showed all the classic signs of turning without knowing what he was doing." That wouldn't end well, Talton had seen the damage a wild Lycan could do and it was never a good thing. "I'd be willing to place even money on the fact that his being hunted." He nods slightly, "So you got a choice here you can fight me which wouldn't be a good outcome for anyone involved or you can walk with us and get some anwsers to all the questions that i am sure are floating around in that head of yours."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 23:54:26</strong>
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				<em>Turned, turned, when was I turned? When did my life change? </em><br>He replayed his life back, was it during the war? When could he have been changed into what he was. It was important but it did not seem to matter at this moment when he learned about full moons. The symptoms of, the depressions, he had found himself in jail cells and isolated areas before, but never like last night. The story was sad, to be taken away from a family, he knew what the loss felt like. But after all that, he did not want to be what he was, it explained what he had encountered earlier. They really were animals, she was not as bad as them, but he was. The girl from last night.<br>"I think I attacked someone last night...a young woman..."<br>Thoughts of the night before came to him, the dancing, the man from last night with his scent, Alice said he was a wolf by his scent?! Was that what he picked up last night also, he jotted his notes down, controlling his emotions. <br><br>"How do you control it...no...we can talk about this later."<br>His own stomach growled.<br>"Allow me to clean myself, we can go and get something to eat, my treat."<br>He wanted to smile, but he was so bogged down with questions, fears and other feelings, joy was not among them. Vincent was a rather wealthy man, It was amazing what a proper investments in the 50's along with a very frugal lifestyle can yield a man. <br>"No need...to work, it is the man's role."<br>A hint of his age was blurted out unintentionally. <br>"I might not have anything in your size...but...perhaps a pair of sweats and a shirt will suffice?"<br>Placing the fresh and un-tattered clothes down on the bed, he slipped into the shower. A few moments later he came back clean, shaved and much more presentable than before. A pair of dark blue jeans and a black "Cowboy" shirt, with his black boots. He looked for his jacket, but did not find it, had he lost it? <br>"ready to go?" <br>He opened the door for them, their destination the diner across from the bar. Once they slid into the booth, he felt free to order just about anything that looked appetizing. The leather book was laid on the table as they waited for their order. <br>"I don't know what to say...how have you lived these past years? A cave? What do you eat?"<br>His scientific mind wanted to absorb the knowledge, get a grasp of what his new life would be like. Mating, eating, raising young was that all their was to his new life? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>08-11-2009, 00:10:59</strong>
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				"Do not call me a kid, and I know what I am. What you are. I just thought I was the last one after I killed my sire." He growled again. This man is just saying all the wrong things to him, pissing him off even more. Calling him kid, not even knowing how old he is. He was going to rip his face off, and rip him apart. <br><br>His other words hit him hard. Was she really in danger, was that man going to hurt her. He did not know, and he was not going to wait to find out. But what if this wolf is just trying to confuse him, make him turn his back so that he can attack. "Don't you dare lie to me about that." He growled at him, and slowly backed away, moving the way that the woman and the other man went. "I will be back, don't worry, and I will show you its wrong to call me kid." <br><br>Kane turned around and started to follow the sent of the two. He lost it once and it took a while to find it, but it soon took him to a town. He did not change back to his human form, still trying to find them. It lead him to a hotel and he looked around. He could tell what room they where in. But he was very silent, and moved up to the room from down wind, so she would not smell him coming. He could smell her, but her scent now was much... fresher. He moved up to a window, and saw the man and the woman. He was talking to her, not really caring about the words. But she was in a robe. He could see her legs even more. He was revealed that she was ok. But he could not take his eyes off of her. The robe was something simple, but it was showing him something more about her. She was freshly washed, clean finally.<br><br>He watched them, waiting, and hiding when they looked over to the window. They left and he followed them, keeping his distance and saying down wind. He waited outside the little place they went to get food. He could not smell her or him anymore, the smell of food and the other smells of the city overpowering his nose.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>08-11-2009, 06:12:56</strong>
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				Alice looked sympathetic at his words about possibly attacking someone. She'd try to help him figure it out, but it was obvious he hadn't meant to. She waited as he went and showered, and blushed as he came back, looking remarkably handsome. She knew that he had been handsome, but with his fresh appearance and rugged clothing, he looked very...nice. And she was allowed to be attracted to someone! It was so wonderful! She could even have sex! <br><br>........Well, she <em>could</em>, but she wasn't that type of girl. Besides, she wasn't sure she wanted the complications sex brought with it. She'd only had sex with one man, and she wasn't sure but that he might have ruined her for any other man...she didn't know how to please one. Still, she shook that thought away and nodded at his agreement to pay. Although she was independent in personality, she'd grown up in the same generation he had. Plus, she'd never been allowed to work with Louis, so she was at a loss as to how to actually <em>live</em> a normal life. She wanted to learn, though...maybe Vincent could help her with that.<br><br>As he showed her the clothes, she pulled on a pair of sweatpants that she rolled up, and a shirt that reached to her knees practically. She probably looked silly, but she didn't care. She wasn't wearing underwear, but she didn't have to let anyone know that...<br><br>As they walked to the diner and slid in, she was amazed that she was out in the human world! It was all so new, and exciting. In fact, she smiled brightly as she ordered a large hamburger, fries, milkshake and pie...she hadn't eaten for a while. Besides, the food wasn't that expensive, although she did ask for permission before she went nuts. When they were finally alone, she sighed and laughed a bit.<br><br>"I'm not sure how other Lycans live, but my pack owned a large house in the wilderness. We all shared the many rooms, although my mate kept us in the basement. Well, he kept <em>me</em> in the basement."<br><br>Her eyes took on a hurt and distant expression, but she quickly changed.<br><br>"We eat what normal humans do, although when in wolf form, we prefer raw meat. I don't like to kill, so we kept butcher's steak handy for me. I guess some live in caves, but most have large houses or compounds...like the men you saw. Apparently they bought a campground."<br><br>She realized he asked how she had lived all these years, and the horrors of her reality stung her memories. She rubbed a hand subconsciously over a particularly bad burn scar on her arm and tried to smile.<br><br>"I don't think I had the typical life, even for a lycan...so I'm not sure I'm the right one to ask. I didn't get out much. It's been so long since I've been around humans, I don't even know how to act."<br><br>She suddenly looked nervous, but began eating when the food arrived.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 01:06:35</strong>
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				When the food arrived he let the conversation run short, he was famished and did not even bother trying to speak until after they ate their fill. He was so hungry, his body seemed to absorb the food like air. Satiated at last, he waited for the waitress to return, slipping her a card and asking for coffee and a few slices of pie and to give them some privacy. During the meal he had thought about her story, how sad it felt, even if he has spent his life alone she was forced into a life she did not want. The story seemed no different than any other tragic tale but he felt this instinct to help her. <br>"Do you know how to do all that stuff you mentioned, willingly control your shape into that wolf? Is that what all we become?" <br>The knowledge of him in the half man, half wolf form was unknown to him, despite the attack last night.<br>"How hard is that to do by yourself? Years of practice? Stay with me, we can travel or if you prefer to be rooted we can...I mean you and I, not we...just stay in this town...I have traveled for so long to understand what was wrong with me. I have seen the world change before my very eyes...it's not the greatest place in the world."&nbsp; <br>He stopped himself and took a deep breath, not continuing until he was calm, hard to do since there was so much running through his mind.<br>"Maybe we can take it one day at a time...I'll take care of you and when you want to leave you can..." <br>His hand had reached out to take hers, the one with a burn. <br>"How did this happen?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 01:18:47</strong>
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				Alice ate just as hungrily, and all worries about being ladylike were gone as her stomach was sated and her health improved slightly. When he paid the waitress, she smiled at the girl and tried to regain whatever decorum around humans that she had forgotten. There was quite a bit...<br><br>Still, she was relieved when they were alone once more. His questions were so earnest, and it was refreshing to meet a lycan who honestly was a good person.<br><br>"I know how to shift, but I've never really been able to master the half human-half wolf form. Most werewolves have three forms. Human, wolf and then a hybrid. I don't shift into a hybrid, but I can try to help you with the other. Once you learn how to breathe and relax, it isn't as painful anymore, and you can do it rather easily and quickly."<br><br>She smiled and began eating a piece of pie when he said she could stay with him. She nearly choked, but when she recovered, wide blue eyes looked into his.<br><br>"I...I don't know what to say."<br><br>She swallowed and then tensed slightly when he took her hand. Knowing that he saw the burn, she sighed and looked away sadly in shame.<br><br>"Let's just say that most Alphas don't like to be disagreed with...especially by their mate."<br><br>She didn't pull her hand away from his, but she didn't relax either. Looking back at him, she smiled sadly and continued.<br><br>"I don't want to be a burden to you, but until you learn about the ways, then I'm more than happy to stay with you."<br><br>Her voice was soft, and her face opening up a bit more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 02:37:27</strong>
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				<em>Half-human form?</em><br>The words brought back another image, his hands finding themselves tense all of a sudden, careful not squeeze her hand as another portion of the night before filled his mind clearly. The creature he saw, was it him? Her scent was sweet but also the scent of the other wolves brought confusion to his face, he had smelled them before, at the bar. His hand pulled away, a hand rubbing his head as he jotted down what he could recall, the book typically used to write the images that came to his head during his PTSD attacks. When it was done he looked at her, almost embarrassed as he knew that whatever he was had hurt her, even if it was not him personally. <br>"You will not...it has been a long time since I have spent time with someone, but I can not live with&nbsp; <strong>myself</strong> if I let a young woman like you alone in the world...after all you have endured. Allow me to take care of you, no strings attached...until I came to this town...I did not even know what I was, how I lived for so long. I saw my family age and pass on before me." <br><br>Vincent's&nbsp; other hand had moved up to caress the scar on her hand, trying to soothe it away from her perfect skin. He leaned in closely, eyes watching her as he kissed the area after lifting her hand up.<br>"I'll care for you...a man without a woman to care for is not a man..." <br>His father's hands coming from his own mouth, words of wisdom passed on decades ago, moments before he married his wife. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 03:47:25</strong>
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				Alice was surprised that this man was so willing to take her in, and a flicker of doubt crossed her eyes. Did he have ulterior motives? No...she couldn't assume every man was like Louis. That was just ridiculous, and Louis was dead...she had to keep reminding herself of that. Still, any time she smelled a male Lycan, she tensed...and even human males made her wary. She was being silly, and she needed to stop. <br><br>As he tensed, she wanted to reach forward and comfort him, but he quickly wrote something down and then recovered. Smiling softly, she watched as his hand soothed her scarred skin, and the touch sent jolts through her body. When his lips touched her skin, she shuddered slightly and a flush rose to her cheeks. She hadn't ever been...touched so sweetly before, and she wasn't sure how to react. However, she laughed slightly at his calling her a 'young' woman.<br><br>"I'm hardly young, but thank you."<br><br>As he went on, she smiled and left her hand in his, relishing the touch of another person.<br><br>"I would be honored to be in your care. Thank you, Vincent."<br><br>She leaned forward and kissed his cheek, loving that she had the freedom to do that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 04:15:31</strong>
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				"You ready to go? I am a little tired and since you have my new last set of pajamas on...I figure we can go pick out a few things for ourselves."<br>He smiled kindly at her.<br>"Which you look much better in them...than I ever would." <br>Over the course of their conversation the coffee and pie had not gone to waste, everything eaten. With a polite wave, the waitress came, he signed the bill and sent her off with a smile when she saw the number he wrote at the bottom of the total. If he was going to spend more time in town he might as well make a few friends of the locals. After a few questions, the older woman told him of shopping plaza a couple of blocks further into town, with a nod he thanked her and opened the door for Alice as they left. <br><br>"I'll be right back, I saw your leg was injured, I want to keep you off of it as much as possible."<br>Vincent did not go out of sight, returning with his motorcycle that was parked outside the hotel. <br>"Alice meet the other woman in my life, Diane"<br>He handed her his helmet and brought the machine to life with a muffled rumble, a hand offered to help her hop on behind him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 04:34:57</strong>
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				Alice smiled at the fact that everything seemed so...normal. Maybe, with Vincent, she had a chance of living a real life. Not saying that there had to be anything more between them...although she wasn't outlawing that...but she could finally be herself. For the first time in a long time, she felt hope...which was rare. She grinned at the large tip she saw, and grew to respect him even more. When he said they would go shopping, she hesitated a little bit. She hadn't been shopping in decades, but finding something new might be nice.<br><br>However, when they got outside and she saw the motorcycle pull up, she gasped and smiled brightly. It was the first real beaming smile that she had given in over 60 years, and she clapped her hands in excitement.<br><br>"I've always wanted to ride a motorcycle!"<br><br>She suddenly felt like a child again, and when he gave her the helmet, she put it on eagerly and waited for him to get on. Swinging her leg over, she wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her body against his back. Her soft breasts were bra-free, but she didn't think about it. Wrapping her legs forward to touch his thighs, she smiled as they sped away.<br><br>When they arrived at the stores, she was high from the wind in her hair and the excitement of even that short ride. She got off and took off the helmet to shake her windblown hair out. Her eyes were bright, her cheeks pink from the air, and she was still smiling as her red curls flew around her pale face. Handing the helmet back to Vincent, she turned and looked at the store.<br><br>"Ready?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 04:43:27</strong>
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				He stayed out in the night, waiting for them to come out of the little dinner. He did not wait for all that long, and then he saw the woman come out, and then the man. They both looked like they there fine, and he walked over to the hotel, and he was glad that he was out of the way of his path. He watched as he grabbed a cycle and took it back to her. He did not know were they where going, but he was not going to follow them for tonight, he started to head back to the forest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 05:54:46</strong>
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				He walked side by side with Alice, happy that she had enjoyed her ride so much. Once inside he tugged aside one of the employees and asked her to help out the pink cheeked red-head. <br>"Alice, I'll wait outside the changing rooms, take your time." <br>With a final smile he disappeared into the men's section. The entire time he had been packing light, living out of his saddle bags but he was preparing for a longer stay. Vincent was not a difficult when it came to clothes, a pair of jeans and button down shirt, socks, boxers and a few undershirts and sweats for the crisp mornings and he was ready to go. Incredibly the basics was a near full basket, he figured they would have to hail a cab for their bags back home. Once finished he sat by the dressing room, looking for her. He found himself yawning, recalling what she said about sharing the bed. He rushed off to get a large blanket and a few extra pillows, he would need to worry about a better place to stay, the motel life would not cut it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 06:07:07</strong>
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				Alice hadn't shopped in a long time, and she didn't want to spend too much money of Vincent's, but the lady employee just seemed to love her old fashioned curves and classic beauty. She had her try on a million different outfits, and Alice was honestly getting worn out. By the time she was done, she had managed to stand up for herself and not buy the entire store. Instead, she came out with a couple pair of jeans, a couple t-shirts, a skirt, blouse, a couple of sundresses and one nice dress. She had a pair of heels, tennis shoes, sandals and flats, as well as some panties and bras. There were a few small accessories like socks and hose, and some perfume, cheap jewelry and necessities. Still, she felt like she was breaking the bank, and she made sure everything was on sale, and that nothing was frivolous. When she came out, the female employee had put the shirt and sweats that she'd come in wearing in a separate bag for them to take home, and had done Alice up in a flattering...and possibly a bit tight...sundress that accentuated her small waist, round hips and full breasts. She was wearing white lace panties and a matching bra, and some ballet flats. They had also put in some make-up, and had fixed her hair a bit. All in all, it looked a bit like a makeover, and when she came out looking for Vincent, she'd look a bit more like the pretty young thing Louis had kidnapped so long ago.<br><br>When they found Vincent, Alice came up to him.<br><br>"I tried to stop her, I really did. You don't have to buy anything you don't want to."<br><br>She looked at him earnestly, as it was obvious she'd spent years not being able to spend money...ever. And made to feel guilty if money had to be spent on her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 10:07:12</strong>
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				Vincent had hardly even noticed the items she had picked out, his sight caught on the completely made over woman before him. He caught himself staring at her, the sales associate would be a happy worker if she worked on commission. <br>"You look lovely Alice..."<br>He found himself looking in her directions once more, suddenly curious if all their items would fit in the room again. Before the cashier could say a total, he was quick to silence her and pass the solid black card in her direction.&nbsp; A cab was waiting to drive their things back to the hotel room, Alice and him driving along in front of the overloaded car. Between him and the cab driver, everything was brought into the room. Sending him off, he could no longer suppress the yawn. With the door closed he looked over at his new room mate. <br>"Excuse my forwardness, but one bed will have to do for now..."<br><br>Vincent had picked out a small pocket book, simple black and leather, adding a few bills for spending money and and key to the room. <br>"This is for you in case you want to go out, I am terribly tired and could use a nap." <br>He moved around the room, unpacking the blankets, one of him and one for her, the pillows much better than the lumps of cloth the hotel provided. With the bed made he went to the bathroom, slipping into a pair of shorts, coming out without a shirt, diving into the bed with a sleepy sigh. With a playful pat on the bed, he smiled at her as he began to doze off. Finally he could rest, his mind at ease. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 19:33:39</strong>
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				Alice was feeling much better, and although she tried to lookat the receipt, Vincent was too quick. Both of them were a far cry away from the naked and injured confused Lycan, and the dirty, scared and wild female. Now they were clean, dressed, healing, fed and relatively safe. What a difference so little time can make!<br><br>Alice blushed at his appreciative gaze and compliment. He was a very good looking man, and she had never been able to enjoy flirting since she was turn. She smiled and looked at him. <br><br>"Thank you."<br><br>As they went back to the motel room, she felt awful at how many things she had bought, but Vincent seemed happy. When he gave her a wallet and money, she almost had tears in her eyes. Although she still wanted to earn money, the fact that she had money in her pocket was a new sensation. She nodded and went into the bathroom. When she came out, she was wearing a silk nightie that revealed her pale body more fully. She was still wearing panties, but she had taken off her bra, leaving her nipples to strain against the fabric. She felt slightly slutty, but Vincent was already in bed. Slipping into bed with a washed face and loose hair, she curled up in the blanket and fell asleep. <br><br>During the night, she had rolled closer to Vincent and was sleeping curled up against him. Her hair was a cloud on the pillow, and her lips were slightly parted... Breathing softly against his arm. Her eye lashes were brushing his shoulder, and her breasts were pressed against his side. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 19:59:59</strong>
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				The sight of Alice in her revealing nightie would be overlooked until he found himself stirring awake a but later in the day, right before evening. As he stretched he accidentally nudged her face against his arm, he pulled his arm back and pressed his chest into her, letting his arm pull her into him. He found himself nuzzling his face into her head, his nose catching a whiff of her heavenly scent. A smile crossed his face as he saw she had slipped under his blankets, hers abandoned behind her. His eyes darted between them, tempted at the sight he saw, her sheer outfit offering him a titillating view of her scantily clad torso.<br><br>He wanted to touch her, a hand caressing her back tenderly before he left a kiss on the top of her head. It was not what he had imagined when he saw her sleepwear, but it would suffice. His curious hands sliding up and down the side of her thighs, enjoying the warmth and comfort the female form had offered, a luxury he had gone long without. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 21:17:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had gotten some more modest pajamas...she thought, but she hadn't been able to find them. She had told the sales woman that Vincent was her husband, as people asked less questions that way. She had insisted that Alice buy sexy stuff, but the redhead had resisted...for the most part. This nightie had been a compromise. <br><br>It didn't seem like a compromise, though, when she stirred and found her body being stroked by Vincent's hands. She swore it felt like she was naked as his heated fingers stroked her sides. She left her eyes closed for a while, and almost went still. This was because of years of waking up to a man's touch and being ordered to never say no or resist. However, now she knew that if she said no or moved away, Vincent would actually listen. She had the ability to say no! It was a powerful feeling. <br><br>However, she realized that she also had the ability to say yes. She could kiss him without fear. She didn't want to go too fast, though, if Vincent wanted to anyway. Therefore, she shifted slightly in the bed to let him know she was awake, and simply breathed in his scent from his chest. That, and his touching were enough...when added to his close proximity...to arouse her again. Although slightly embarrassed that he'd be able to smell her heat, she didn't move away. Her hand came up to his chest, and her other one reached down to tangle her fingers with his free ones. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 02:39:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was not sure why he was surprised the most by, being caught in the act or her the subtle message she might or might not be giving him by the way she pushed closer into him. The words he picked had to be careful, if he muttered the wrong words it could be an admission of guilt. Something sweet lingered in the air and it soothed and sparked a fury in him, his heart beat elevated enough for her small hand to feel the thumping against his rib cage. Her delicate fingers stopped the movement along her thighs, a twinge of embarrassment running through his cheeks. The signals or lack there of them was clouding his judgments. <br>"How did you sleep..."<br>Soft kind words were lowly spoken into her hair, his nose taking another slow whiff of scent she auraited. Vincent's fingers curled with hers in them, holding them tightly. The arm under her pulled her a little closer to him, those fingers running down the middle of her back right above the curves of her bottom. <br>"You were shivering in your sleep...I figured you needed a little warmth."<br>A leg of his moved to slip and tangle between hers, she seemed so small and fragile to him, hard to imagine she could freely become a wolf at any moment, something he had yet to learn and control himself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 03:12:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice didn't know why she wasn't shying away, but she felt safe in Vincent's arms, and it was so wonderful! She could feel his heart thumping, and yet she didn't know if it was out of desire or something else. She was so rusty with social interactions...let alone sexual...besides Louis,' that is. <br><br>When his fingers stopped their stroking, she wondered if she shouldn't have just remained still and enjoyed the touch, as it soothed and pleased her. When he asked how she slept, and that he had been worried about her shivering, she was about to believe him...until she realized she was on <em>his</em> side of the bed, in his blankets. Chuckling softly, she smiled as he pulled her closer. It felt so nice.<br><br>"I believe that you are being too much of a gentleman. It is quite obvious that I abandoned my side of the bed and invaded yours. I apologize for crowding you."<br><br>Her body tensed as if she was going to roll away and fix this fact, but then she changed her mind and relaxed back into his arms. Answering his first question, she spoke softly...as if discovering this for the first time.<br><br>"I slept very well. In fact, I can't remember sleeping so well."<br><br>It was true, and she smiled against his chest as she curled her fingers with his as well. They were so physically connected, touching in a variety of ways, and yet she didn't feel crowded. She felt...good. As his fingers ran up and down her back and above the curve of her ass, she swallowed as she shifted almost imperceptibly in arousal. Goosebumps followed his fingers, and a shiver ran up her spine.<br><br>"How did you sleep?"<br><br>Her voice sounded more husky than she intended, and she swallowed awkwardly in the silence that followed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 05:05:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are not crowding me...believe me it was nice sharing the bed with someone again...I think it was the best sleep I have had in over fifty years."<br>He omitted the fact that typically after those "dark time" his mind sank into depression, his escape, alcohol or some other anti-social behavior.<br><br>"I don't think you could ever crowd me...unless..."<br>With a playful tug and a chuckle he tugged and lifted until she lay on top of him, his hand slipping out of hers to guide her face to look up into his light hazel eyes. <br>"No...I wouldn't mind if you laid on me like this either..."<br>A lazy smile crossed his lips, a pillow added behind his head, propping him up. His hands slipped down her backside once more, light circles drawn over the thin material of her nightie. <br>"I like what you picked out for your pajamas...I wish I could get a better look." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 05:36:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice smiled and found herself agreeing with him, although for a different reason.<br><br>"You know, I always thought that I would rather sleep alone...but sharing the bed with you was nice. It just goes to show that sometimes someone new can change your views on things before you realize it."<br><br>She didn't go into her past much more yet, but instead squeaked in surprise as he moved her on top of him. Giggling, she looked down at him, her hair forming a veil around his face. She couldn't remember the last time she'd laughed, and it felt good. As he took her face and guided her large blue eyes to his, she smiled and stopped laughing as she stared. <br><br>When he adjusted himself and moved his hand down to her rear, she blushed crimson and felt her heart race again. No man had ever touched her in a sexual way except Louis, and Vincent was so opposite...it was startling. She shivered slightly at the feeling of him drawing circles over her silk and pantie covered hips. Swallowing, she smiled and spoke softly.<br><br>"I had to tell the sales girl that we were newly weds, and she naturally wanted me to buy out the whole lingerie section. I swore I bought a pair of sweat pants and a tank top, but this was the only thing I could find before we unpack everything. I know it's not exactly appropriate, but it was all I could find."<br><br>Then she chuckled softly.<br><br>"And it's surprisingly comfortable."<br><br>Suddenly she realized that he had said he wished to have a better look. Now she turned nearly as red as her hair, but grinned and tried to act coy. She was out of practice...<br><br>"Oh would you? And how exactly do you wish I'd go about giving you a better look?"<br><br>Her eyes sparkled at him, and she didn't move from her perch above his hard body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 06:28:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well..."<br>He looked up at her with wide, almost mischievous stare. <br>"You can sit up and strike a nice pose, maybe something like Rita Hayworth." <br>His hands caressed her thighs, almost motioning for her to sit up and straddle his lap. Before she had a chance to move he leaned up and gave her a soft kiss on the forehead. Eager hands lifted at the flimsy nightie, playing and teasing her lightly, despite the lustful intentions he was having fun with her. <br>"Pose for me...like the pin up girls I used to put up in the barracks." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 20:49:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice smiled and blushed as he mentioned Rita Hayworth. She remembered her, as her and Rita were born about the same time. Still, she hadn't seen many pin-up posters in her life, so she wasn't exactly sure how to pose. Also, she was beginning to get a little nervous. Still, she figured that she'd come so far with all the bravery, and she couldn't stop now! Well, at least, she didn't want to.<br><br>For a few moments, she simply stayed on top of him, looking down and trying to think of a pose that she could remember. She wasn't an expert, but she slowly rolled off of him to lay on her back on her side of the bed. She left one leg laying flat on the bed, and then bent her other one up at the knee. She leaned up on her elbows and stuck out her ample chest a bit. She allowed her hair to fall back, and she turned and looked over her shoulder at Vincent with a mischievous and almost seductive smile.<br><br>Although she was acting bold, she had no idea what she was doing. She'd never been so revealing to a man that wasn't her mate before, and she wasn't sure she had any idea how to be sexy. Besides...should she even be wanting to do this? Either way, she purposely made herself look sexy, and bit her lower lip. She also remembered feeling his hand lift her nightie, and she knew that her body had reacted to that.<br><br>"I'm not sure how to pose..."<br><br>She smiled and remained that way for a bit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 21:26:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With a slow twist, he turned to his side to get a glimpse of her in the seductive pose. <br>"I disagree...or you are just a natural..."<br>His free hand inched along the bed until it slid crossed her trim, sheer covered stomach. A finger danced around playfully on the material, gliding across the fabric, close to direct contact with her pale milky skin.<br>"You are a very gorgeous woman Alice..."<br>The bottom of lip tucked into the corner of his mouth nervously, but his eyes remaining confident as his fingers slowly slipped lower past her naval after he circled it gently. Lower and lower until they danced across the white pantied mound, bold as he followed the unseen trail of her slit, along her inner thigh until he was at the edge of the nightie. The corner of his lips turned into a smile, slipping under the fabric, working his hand back up her body, lingering to massage her inner thighs slowly. <br>"You have me captivated...something about you...I just want to touch you...kiss you, hold you close to me..." <br>He was so drawn to her it was starting to ache. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 23:42:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice smiled at his compliment and felt her breath catch as his hand went to her body again. This time his touch was slow and deliberate, making her heart race in anticipation and wonder at what he might do...at what she might <em>want</em> him to do. Her chest rose and fell more quickly as she watched and felt his larger fingers moving gently across the silk nightwear and gradually go lower.<br><br>When he followed the panty covered mound, she gasped and felt a pooling of heat in her belly as her body wanted more of that touch. Now she was turning incredibly aroused, and she wondered if she would be able to calm herself if he suddenly stopped. However, she didn't have to worry about that issue, as his fingers slid to her bare skin and lifted up on the nightgown slightly. Swallowing, her legs parted a bit and her wide blue eyes looked at his own hazel ones. <br><br>"Then touch me, Vincent."<br><br>She said this rather seriously, as if she was making a big decision...and in Alice's life, this was.<br><br>"Kiss me...I want you to hold me close."<br><br>Her voice turned a bit huskier, and she waited for his response.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 04:55:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was not about to pass on that invitation, with a fluid slide towards her he found himself pushing Alice onto her back slowly. The first place his lips kissed was her shoulder, his hand slipped up and down her nude torso as his kisses moved up towards her neck, following up her cheek. His body was slipping over hers gradually, hips taking position between her thighs as she parted them in sexual offering. <br><br>With another hand at his disposal, he slid it up her face, cupping her cheek to hold her face in place as his lips sealed over hers for a kiss. Mouth parted softly, his tongue teasing at the soft crevice of her mouth, aching and asking for entrance into hers. The nightie had been tugged up over her breasts, a hand cupping a soft mound, gingerly squeezing on the warm soft flesh. Both eyes had closed but he could sense her image in his mind, the scent of invitation was stronger and he slowly began to realize what it was! <br><br>He pulled back to look into her eyes, smiling softly before he leaned in to kiss her gently again. <br>"Thank you for saving me..." <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 05:18:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice's other knee came up as he settled between her legs, forming a cradle for his hips. She looked up at him with lips slightly parted, and her arms went around his neck. She groaned softly as he kissed her shoulder, neck and cheek. His lips felt wonderful, and she wanted them to continue. She would have kissed his lips soon if he hadn't anyway, but luckily he cupped her face and fastened his lips to hers. <br><br>The girl gasped as his tongue entered her mouth, and her eyes closed as she returned the kiss with equal tenderness and passion. She'd never been kissed like this, and it was intoxicating. When the nightie was up and over her chest, her full and round breasts ached to be touched...and were happy when his hand began squeezing and massaging the pale globe. She moved her lips against his and her hands tangled in his dark hair. She moved her body restlessly beneath him, groaning as his lips coaxed hers in a mesmerizing fashion.<br><br>As he spoke, her eyes opened and she shook her head seriously.<br><br>"No...you're the savior here."<br><br>The enigmatic statement finished with her kissing his lips again...slowly increasing the pressure, although she was unsure how to kiss really skillfully. She wanted to learn, though, and Vincent was wonderful. Arching up into his body, her nipples hardened, and she moaned softly into the kiss. Her legs spread a bit more and her hands went to his back, stroking there. She wanted this to continue, and her body was nearly demanding it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 07:32:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It had been to long since he gave into the lustful feelings of a woman, satisfying a sexual urge was far different than what he felt in that moment. It seemed she was coaxing the behavior from him, kisses lingered on her lips and slowly moved down her face. Rough hands moved up her sides, leaning into the bed to push his body lower. Vincent's torso rubbed down and over her soft mounds until his face hovered over them, his head nuzzling into her neck as each hand found a breast. He suckled on the sweet skin of her neck, his hands squeezing and fondling the mounds, the erect nipples tingling in his palms. <br>"Your body is so inviting..."<br>Vincent's lower body swayed into her hips, he wanted to touch her everywhere. Deep down he knew he wanted more, needed more as his arousal began to waken the bulge in his shorts. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 19:01:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice was every bit as needy as he was, and the feeling was new to her. She hadn't "wanted" a man sexually since she was human...and even then, she didn't understand the feeling. When Vincent kissed his way back down to her neck, she groaned and her fingers ran through his hair. Her breasts were aching for attention, and her nipples were sensitive as they scraped his palms. Her hips cradled his, and she knew she was wet and hot for him. She could feel his bulge hardening, and she rubbed her crotch against it to try and relieve some of the pure lust she felt. <br><br>Her fingers finally moved down and rubbed his cock through the cloth. She could already tell that he would be bigger than Louis, and instead of being scared of this, it excited her. Swallowing, the woman spoke in a desire filled, but smooth as honey...voice. <br><br>"Vincent...I'm not sure if I know the proper way to make love, but...but I want to try. With you."<br><br>Although it was obvious that this was where it was heading, the fact that she admitted it out loud was a big deal. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 21:19:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hands surprised him when he felt her rub the growing bulge, eyes open and looked at her before they calmed back into a smile. Leaning back onto his thighs, he slipped his fingers down her sides into the waist of the cotton white panties. The tugging forced her legs up into the air as he slowly slid them off. <br><br>Vincent smiled and leaned into her dangling feet, kissing the back of her calves. His hands worked their ways up her legs slowly, occasionally stopping to rub back down. When the panties slipped over her toes, he held onto each ankle and parted her legs slowly to stare at the honey pot between her thighs. A&nbsp; hand slipped down her legs, rubbing at the inviting sex for a few moments before he tugged down the front of his shorts. Finally free from the cotton prison, his hips swayed when he rested the thick muscle between her legs, their sexes pressing against one another. <br>"I'll be as gentle...as you need me to be"<br>He whispered softly, noticed just how small her body looked with his cock resting on her body. Her legs were finally allowed to slip back down on the bed, his hands still eagerly exploring her soft skin, back up to her chest. Hips rubbed against hers instinctively, a thick white bead of pre-cum oozing out the tip, leaving a slick trail along her stomach as her breasts were tended to one more with twist and tugs at her nipples. <br>"I feel intoxicated by you...drawn to you..."<br>A breathy groan came out before his hips pulled back with a hand, lining up with her finally as he slowly began to press into her, stretching her body around him. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 22:00:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice smiled up at him as he seemed to appreciate her rubbing. When he began tugging at her panties, she shimmied to help him, and soon her sex was revealed. It was completely bare except for a small and soft patch of short, dark red curls on her mound. Barely enough to see, but enough to make her look the woman she was. Even his kisses to her legs made her skin heat, and she used her hands to lift her nightie up and over her head while he was removing her panties. Completely nude, she laid there...vulnerable to his gaze...and blushing from head to toe. Would he like what he saw? Would he change his mind? These were some of the fears that flittered across the chaotic and lust filled mind of hers. <br><br>As her legs were parted, and her sex revealed, she smiled and knew that he'd be able to see how wet she was for him. When his hand began rubbing at the lips, she gasped and shuddered in pleasure. She'd never really received pleasure from a man, but she knew that Vincent would be able to give that to her. She had masturbated and had orgasms when she had been human, but Louis never made her cum, and her masturbating by herself was a punishable offense in his eyes. Therefore, she hadn't had a real orgasm in over 70 years. She had faked one a few times, but nothing was ever blissful. <br><br>Alice felt his cock spring free and rest between her thighs, making her excited at the thought that she'd finally feel the large shaft between her lips. His statement about being gentle made her smile and her eyes almost shine with unshed tears. He was just too wonderful. She looked down to see what he was staring at, and noticed how large his cock looked next to her feminine curves. Her breasts and sex were incredibly aroused at his movements, and she groaned at the twists and tugs of her nipples, along with the feeling of his wet pre-cum remaining on her belly. <br><br>His words made her lean up and kiss him, but she leaned back down to open her eyes and watch his face as he pushed in. She felt his cockhead line up with her entrance, and she held her breath as he pushed in. She was tight, as she hadn't had sex with anyone except a man with a smaller member than him, but she was so wet that her sheath seemed to suck him in with urgency. Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened in a silent gasp as she moved her hips downward to help him enter. Although she was thankful that he was going slow, she dug her fingers into his shoulders and whispered in his ear.<br><br>"Please...go deeper...I want to feel you completely inside of me."<br><br>Her groans indicated that she was in a great deal of pleasure, and she looked at the ceiling before her eyes closed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 23:10:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At her words he pushed deeper into her body, his knees bracing themselves into the bed to support him. A hand came down into the mattress, holding his body as he slowly plunged in until he felt himself nudge against a barrier that made him wince. He looked up at her closed eyes and back down between them, his body nut fully submerged inside of her yet. With a slow motion he rubbed against the end of her sex, stroking her insides softly with himself, his own pleasure escaping his lips in slow grunts. Still he felt a surge of pain when he brushed across her cervical barrier, nudging against it repeatably with his sensitive crown. <br>"You feel so good...are you sure..."<br><br>Vincent finally laid between her thighs, allowing their bodies to press closely tighter. His arms slipped under her shoulders, his hips pumping into her with every stroke. Soft lips pressed into her mouth, claiming a kiss before leaning his head back. <br>"open your eyes Alice...let me look into those blue sapphires..."<br>He reached to hold one of her hands, holding them over her head as he kept a soft controlling place. The intimacy he felt ached in his chest, he felt so close to her he wanted to look into her eyes and share the moment, their sudden intensity.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 23:20:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her mouth was open in a silent gasp as he pushed deeper inside of her. She wanted to feel every inch of him enter her, and she was glad when he continued to push. She winced as well when he reached the barrier, but she simply nodded after recovering from the initial surprise. Suddenly, the head breached it slightly, and she whimpered in pain at the first passing. However, the knowledge that they were as connected as two people could be made it all the more pleasurable, and she swallowed before groaning loudly with each thrust. <br><br>It felt so good! The smooth and continual strokes made her moan with desire and pleasure, her head twisting to the side in intensity. As he held their bodies close together, she wrapped her arms tightly around his tensing body, afraid to let go. However, when he pulled back and asked to look at her, she opened her large eyes slowly and looked at him with lust filled orbs. She smiled slightly and nibbled his bottom lip. She allowed him to take her hands above her head, and she was soon whimpering in bliss as he continued to push inside and out. <br><br>Her lips moved down over his chin and nibbled softly at his neck, licking and sucking the salty skin. Finally, she moved back and allowed their gazes to meet intensely again.<br><br>"Yes...Vincent."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 23:41:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His intentions were never to dilate her until he pressed past that initial barrier, but he felt her body sucking him in deeper he did not fight the sensations. He was amazed as he felt their hips connect, his cock buried so deep in her he swore the crown was nuzzled in her womb. Everything he pulled back he felt her clamp down on him possessively, a sensation that eagerly increased his pace. <br><br>Words did not escape his parted lips, only managing to lean to kiss her as his hazel eyes seemed to milk over in a building lust for the woman. His hips swayed between her legs after the deep strokes, forcing her body to bounce sensually for him. Vincent could not remain focused on her eyes for long, he looked between them at the sight of his entire length pushing sinfully into her, her soft globes bouncing into the thrust. With a nod of his head, he released her hands to allow one of his own to get a firm grip on a soft mound, offering it a grope. Is this why she was claimed for so long? Somehow he felt that her reactions were solely because of him and it made him young for once in his past ageless years.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>12-11-2009, 03:21:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her reactions were especially for him, and she wouldn't deny it. He was the first man to really give her pleasure and care about more than simply fucking her and dominating her. However, she didn't mind his dominant stance, as it left her free to enjoy the intense sensations. And yes, the sensations were incredibly intense, especially the deep penetration. She'd never felt anything like it, and although it was painful at first, it grew pleasurable and powerful. <br><br>As he palmed and massaged her breasts, she arched into his hands and groaned. She was every bit as desperate as him, and it showed in her eyes, which still met his. Swallowing, she gasped and her hands came down to grasp his face with surprising force to kiss him with more passion than she knew she was capable of. Her tongue danced with his, massaged the roof of his mouth, and she suckled his tongue. She couldn't seem to get enough of his taste...his touch...<em>him.</em> Her teeth even nibbled his bottom lip, and she moaned into the kiss.<br><br>When the kiss broke for a breath, she smiled against his lips and began moving with him. She whispered, although it was loud enough for him to hear.<br><br>"It feels so good...please don't stop..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>12-11-2009, 08:24:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent was panting as his body began to succumb to the lustful surges he felt coursing through every fiber in his body, a small damp patch of perspiration glistening between his sculpted chest. He leaned back to enjoy the sight of her body once more, thrusting deeply into her. Kisses came down onto her open palms, his body lustily claiming the women under him. <br><br>At her words he refused to stop even if he felt himself closer, an unknown discipline controlling as he focused on her body. He reached for a pillow, shoving it under her to boost her hips at an angle, the slight change changing almost everything immediately. <br><br>The groans came steady and low, teasing him onto the very edge, moments from exploding into an exploding bliss. He looked up at her, their eyes locking, staring desperately at her to share a moment their together.With a shiver, his eyes trembled and threatened to close, his jaw clenched and he growled lowly before he felt himself lose control and his orgasm overpower him. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>13-11-2009, 00:44:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It had been so long since Alice had climaxed, that she wasn't sure she even remembered what it felt like! In fact, as her body climbed toward an orgasm, she didn't seem to notice, but as soon as he changed the angle, her hips bucked and she gasped in pleasure.<br><br>"Oh God...right there!"<br><br>She was humping back against him like an animal, in time with his thrusts. She realized finally that she was getting close to an orgasm, and the excitement that it caused was almost enough to send her over the edge. However, she wanted to wait and see if they could cum at the same time. <br><br>His groans and expression made her tighten her muscles and prepare for their orgasm, as she knew she could cum at any time. Finally, when he tensed and began flooding her insides, she screamed out his name and arched into his body.<br><br>"Vincent! Yes!"<br><br>Her tight sex clenched even tighter, and she dripped onto the bed. Her hands dug their nails into his shoulder as her whole body shook and spasmed with waves of pure bliss. She was whimpering and moaning, unable to believe how good an orgasm after 70 dry years actually felt. She practically sobbed in disbelief and happiness, and her heart raced as she waited to feel him finish filling her up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>13-11-2009, 09:58:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her intense reaction sent a aftershock through him from the clenching alone, he shuddered before pushing his softening muscle back into her to lay into her. An arm slipped under her shoulder then curled up to caress her forehead before leaning in for a playful nibble on her lips. <br>"That is a good way to wake up from a nap..."<br>He mumbled against her mouth, panting softly before he nuzzled into her neck and pinned gently under him in the bed. His softening manhood was content to remained nuzzled inside of her, feeling the heat from his release. <br>"Mmmm...you smell really good...I can't seem to get enough..."<br>His chest expanded with each deep long breath, feeling intoxicated by the scent of his lover. Her stiff nipples bored into his chest. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>13-11-2009, 18:43:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She milked him of all he had, wanting to take his cum as deep as she could, and she did. Some of it leaked out, but most stayed right inside of her. She loved it. As he softened inside of her, she groaned and smiled, snuggling into his embrace. She kissed him back after he nibbled on her lip, and chuckled at his words.<br><br>"I agree."<br><br>She loved that he didn't pull out, and as he nuzzled her neck and seemed content, she laid there...practically purring in the afterglow. As his comment, she smiled and turned her head to kiss him and whisper in his ear.<br><br>"I feel the same way about you. I haven't felt anything like that, and I haven't had an orgasm in over 70 years. Thank you, Vincent."<br><br>She kissed him again and relaxed in his arms, happy for the first time she could remember.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>14-11-2009, 17:32:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Talton had headed back to the cabins growling lowly to himself. Had that just happend really? had he just let himself be pretty much challenged and backed down? Hmm apparently taking over had effected him differently then he had thought. The wolf had of course cleaned himself back up by now as he starts to make plans to reclaim Alice. While Talton didn't acutally want her for himself there was a point to be made in this.<br><br>He had been blantonly challenged and had let it go, "No more of that shit." He shakes his head again that was Rich's way not his way and now he was Alpha and Rich was dead so things were going to be done his way. That will be the last time he ever let the ghost of a man he killed cloud his personal judgement.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 07:12:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Reinard followed Talton silently. He could see that he was quite angry of how things had gone out of control and that amused him a little. But at the same time Reinard was happy that it hadn't gone violent once again. He was against Rich's stand but that didn't mean he wanted things to go this violently.<br><br>Reinard wasn't ashamed of his heritage but he knew that most human weren't comfortable with the idea of them, so he had lived a life of loneliness. His reason for joining a pack was mostly for compassion and companionship not for a battle to supremacy. He shook his head ... it was a wonder really, as far as he could tell the werewolves lot were a lot violent and vicious than the actual wild wolves. They would kill for necessity and human would for greed, dominance, power. It seemed to him that the beast in a werewolf wasn't really the wolf at all. Reinard managed to restrain a sad chuckle .. there was no point in angering Talton unnecessarily.<br><br>He couldn't help but think back of Alice and that new lycan. He didn't seem dangerous just a little confused. Reinard didn't think he had some evil plan for Alice but if he got out of control he could get dangerous for anybody. He hoped that the rare female lycan wouldn't come to any danger ... she deserved a little break after what she had suffered so far.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 13:52:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Talton turns and looks at Rein, "So my friend, What the hell do we do now?" He chuckles slightly shaking his head. He would have agreed with Rein that the wolf with Alive didn't seem bad. The truth though is Talton would rather be around an cruel lycan then one that couldn't control themselves, atleast with someone cruel you knew what to expect. The big man shook his head slightly and cursed Rich in his head for having held onto his stand so strongly, Talton hadn't wanted this job but when it boiled down to it he had to take his stand and he had won so here he was now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 19:08:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am wondering that too Talton". I wonder where Charles had went to. He hesitated a little, "Talton, was it really necessary to do that with Rich. I mean from what little I had seen you seemed to be quite on your way in defeating him. You know I quite agree with your stand. We are all a product of nature and I don't believe in placing us as a superior from humans. I don't easily mix with them because of possible prejudice and misunderstanding thats all."<br><br>He chuckled to lighten the mood, "So tell me .. now that its ok for us to have human mate, how do we go about it?" His voice turned a bit lower as his eyes circled around enjoying the great view, "I wonder if I would ever find someone who would look me as someone worth looking at ... maybe even care a little, to share this wondrous beauty with. Whats such a long life worth if its so lonely ..." His final words trailed off so that it was hard to hear even for a lycan ear.<br><br>[ooc: sorry about pushing this on to you Tevan (when you did it for the sake of the game :) ) but it does make sense for Reinard personality to nudge Talton about it. ]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tevan</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 23:46:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Talton looks over towards ledge he had thrown Rich's body over, "Yes it was needed, I respected the man to much to show him mercy, it is how things are done." Talton shrug and ended it at that, "And don't get my thoughts twisted we are superior to humans but the fact remained that our race is dieing, our females were only birthing male children or not birthing any at all. So we have to do what we have to do. "Now didn't someone go out awhile back now? shouldn't we have heard from him?" <br><br>"How do we get human mates? the same way we would have gotten lycan ones, we claim them. Now this is where you have to becareful, you can't just go after any human it needs to be one attune with the greater powers themselves. Some humans are gifted with powers greater then most, these are the kind we will be looking for."<br><br>&lt;ooc no worries mate I fielded it :) &gt;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>18-11-2009, 10:22:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent was not fully comfortable on the young woman, he felt he would suffocate her. As she spoke he gave her cheek a soft kiss before flipping them onto the bed. Her head slipped onto his chest, tucking her under his chin before he slowly caressed her back from their intimate position.<br>"I do not know what to do next...do you belong to that pack now?" <br>He looked at the ceiling, his hand blindly stroking or caressing her skin as he let his mind slip into thought. <br>"I don't think I will be very liked by all of those...are they all going to be jealous you came with me?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>18-11-2009, 22:03:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice smiled as Vincent flipped them, and she nuzzled affectionately into his chest and neck. However, when he spoke, she frowned. The use of the word "belong" made her bristle, and she looked up with flashing eyes.<br><br>"No. I don't belong to any pack or anyone. The only reason they think that is because they found me, and female lycans are rare. I admit that Rich, the previous Alpha, was kind and helped me medically, but apparently he planned to make me his mate against my will. I've already had that happen once, and I don't want any man to think he can do that to me again."<br><br>She laid her head back down and spoke as she relaxed beneath his stroking fingers.<br><br>"From what I can gather, Talton and the other men want human mates anyway...as they obviously assume all the lycan females are barren. It seems that way, and they think that converting human females will solve the reproduction problems. However, I was a human...and even had some special 'gifts' beyond normal, and I never had children. The Lycans are a dying breed, and that pack seems willing to do anything to stop it. I assume that Talton would simply want me to be some sort of toy for the pack...or to pass me off as a mate to a member. I don't want that."<br><br>Her tone was bitter.<br><br>"I doubt it's jealousy...although I honestly have no idea. They just feel like they own me now, and they want back what is 'theirs.' Although, if they begin to cause you trouble, you don't have to keep me with you. I intended to be alone, anyway."<br><br>Her tone turned a bit sad, and she swallowed before closing her eyes and kissing his heated skin.<br><br>"I'm sorry to dump all this on you. Tonight, maybe we can go to the woods and I can try to help you learn how to control your shifting."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>20-11-2009, 09:20:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Everything made sense in a twisted way, it was natural to want to preserve a species, that was the main reason for mating in the animal world. The lycans were mostly animals from what he could tell, he still had not found any positive to being one of them and it angered him when he discovered that he was one of them, the species was going extinct! He could do nothing but caress the woman leaning on his chest, his new lover. <br><strong>"You said you were being hunted...how many people know about us...are we truly such a threat that we can not live among civilization?"</strong><br>Vincent did not have full control over himself yet, but did that really make him such a threat!? But the actions of the other wolves, the killing the aggression it was obvious that they could not live among humans. Would his fate be similar now, to live among a pack and submit to an Alpha...not bloody likely. <br><br><strong>"You are not going anywhere you do not wish to go, I will make sure of it Alice..."</strong><br>He finally broke the silence of his strokes that almost seemed to be soft petting of her round bottom over the covers. Their agenda with human mates was not his care nor concern. <br><strong>"What gifts did you posses as a human...is that why humans are picked to be turned?"</strong><br>Vincent was curious now if he was selected over a trait he was not aware of at the time. As he waited he began to consider living in the wilderness, perhaps a well furnished cabin on the outskirts of this very town. Come to an agreement with the other pack if he could not he would simply move on and make his life alone or with Alice in some other wilderness. Hopefully he would not be to far away from civilization, he had grown to like steaks, pies and iced coffees. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Werewolf Pack Takes Wives/Lycan Thread [NC:Exotic:EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>22-11-2009, 09:01:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice shrugged and relaxed into his caresses naturally...her body was becoming accustomed and grateful to him.<br><br><strong>"I was being hunted by a group of superstitious 'Supernatural Hunters' who happened to discover our pack by my mate's own arrogance and stupidity. Being hunted by humans is actually quite rare, and many packs live in or near civilization, they just have to be careful. I wasn't allowed in the human world, but that isn't common...at least, to my knowledge."</strong><br><br>His touch...although arousing...was soothing, and she smiled at his sweet words.<br><br><strong>"Thank you, Vincent."</strong><br><br>At his question about her 'gifts,' she sighed and answered softly.<br><br><strong>"I have prophetic dreams, and can read people very well...and yes, I assume most Lycans choose to turn psychic humans because they assume their psyche is strong enough to undergo the transformation. Transformations are hell."</strong><br><br>She shuddered as she remembered hers, and then curled closer to him.<br><br><strong>"Thank you for saving me."</strong>
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