Ancient Alpha Blood

The Triangle

Namid and Dugan turned and ran out the door.  She was fast, super-fast and he could barely keep up.  Her black hair was waving in the wind as she ran out of the north entrance.  She somehow knew exactly where they were, it was like intuition was guiding her.  The darkness consumed the scene but as she got closer, she could see her daughter on the ground and her other daughter holding her sister with both their mates around them.  She reached back and took Dugan’s hand and gave him the power to run faster to keep up, she was going to need him. 

She approached the scene and saw her daughter bleeding out from the bullet wound.  She was looking at everyone, she was not giving up.  She was a fighter. She stopped, still holding on to Dugan’s hand, she reached and touched Dallas who took in a deep breath when she felt the power from her mother flow through her.  Nash looked at her and touched her other shoulder and Dallas placed both her hands on Jezzabelles’ body.  Namid looked at Owen and told him without saying a word to touch Jezz. 

As soon as he touched her Namid started to chant and energy from all of her loved ones flowed to her and Jezz could feel her body start to warm up, she could feel her tissues healing and her strength coming back.  Namid’s hand started glowing as did Dallas’s hands and then everyone could witness her outside tissue start to heal, bringing itself back together perfectly.  The light from Namid faded away and she released her hand from Dallas not taking her eyes off her wounded daughter.  She willed her to open her eyes, to take a breath.  She could not watch her die when she had just found her.  Silence consumed them as they waited, unable to breath.  Owen held her hand tight and bent down to her kissing her lightly on the lips “Come back to me my Love.  We have so much more to do.”  A tear slid down his face at the thought of her not opening her eyes. 

Then, just as he wished she would, she gripped his hand and opened her big beautiful brown eyes. His heart skipped a beat and Brendon was howling on the inside indicating that he connected with Nishiime making both of them stronger. She took a deep breath and then let out a scream releasing all the pain she just felt, holding tight onto Owens hand she endured the pain for a moment and then it was gone.  She looked around unsure why she on the ground for a moment as Owen brought her in for a hug and one of his men handed him a blanket to cover her with. 

Then it was like a title wave of emotions came pouring out and Owen began to sob and Jezz was sobbing holding on tight to each other and feeling that bond heal both of them.  She pulled back and looked at his face, touching it lightly with her fingers.  “I missed you so much.”  She said through her tears and he pulled her in and held her against his chest. 

“You have no idea my love.” He could feel himself getting stronger from her “We will never be apart again.  I promise you that.” He could feel her tears on his chest, and she could feel his tears on her shoulder as they held each other.

Dallas felt Nash put a blanket over her again as she had forgotten about it when she stood back up.  Then he gently pulled her in his arms, and she wrapped her arms around his waist bringing him into her blanket.  Their naked bodies felt the searing heat from their bond. She could feel their heartbeats synch with each other, and her wolf howled with joy inside her.  It made her smile to herself a little bit.  Dallas and Winona had bonded and learned to trust each other these last few months.  Some of it Dallas did not remember because Winona protected her from her own feelings.  She looked down at her sister holding her mate and she felt a satisfying love swirl around her.  As she took a deep breath in taking all that is Nash to her as she felt a gentle touch on her shoulder.

She turned and looked seeing her own eyes look back at her.  They spoke no words but said volumes to each other in a single moment.  She felt Nash back a way and let her go to give her space. Slowly with shaking hands Namid reached up and toucher her face as if to make sure it was really her.  She brushed her whisps of hair away from her face and she smiled at her.  Dallas slowly placed her hands on Namids hands, and she let out a breath and suddenly aware that she had not taken a breath since her last with Nash.  As she took a breath in, she felt warmth and love from her mother, not like anything she had ever felt before.  She had never allowed herself to think of her mother if she loved her at all.  It had hurt too much to have those thoughts. Tears began to fall freely down her face as she realized that she DID love her. 

Namid felt so many things from her daughter at that moment, but what stuck with her was the feeling of relief.  As if she kept a secret all her life and it was suddenly lifted off her shoulders. She had never let herself think of this moment and how it might be.  She had dreamed of what they would look like, she dreamed of their father and that horrible night she lost everything.  She felt no anger from her daughter, no resentment in her touch.  She rejoiced in the love that was being reciprocated to her.  She gently pulled her into a hug and breathed in her essence and she could feel the bond take root.  The family tree was still strong. She pulled back and looked down at Jezzabelle still embraced with Owen.

She released Dallas and turned toward her other daughter, with a shaking hand she reached out to touch Jezzabelle’s shoulder.  Owen looked up at her with a protective glare and then realized who it was and leaned away from Jezzabelle as she turned to see who was touching her. 

With wide eyes “Mother?”  Jezzabelle stood up to face her and Owen quickly covered her with a blanket.  Jezz took her hands and pulled her in for a hug and in true Jezzabelle fashion she began to scream “Is it really you? I have dreamed about you and hoped for this moment since I can remember.”  She pulled back looking at her mother and then pulled her in for a hug again. “Oh my God!  It really is you!”  She started slightly hyperventilating as she released Namid from her grasp.

Namid was smiling at the obvious differences in her daughters. She felt a rush of love and excitement from Jezzabelle. “Yes, I am your mother.  I am really here.”  Namid held Jezz’s face in her hands as she answered. 

“Owen, do you see this?” She asked without looking away from Namid.

“Yes, Babe, I do.” He was smiling, he loved how excitable Jezzabelle was about everything.

“This is my Mother” She paused for a moment looking at her.

“Namid” she filled in her name.

“This is my Mother Namid.” Each word got a higher note and then she pulled her in her arms screaming again.

After a bit Jezzabelle stopped and reached out for Dallas and the three of them hugged until the chopper landed to pick them all up and bring them home to safety.  

The chopper ride was a quiet one, mostly because choppers are very loud.  It was an hour-long ride back to the airport where they were transferred to the private jet that was waiting for them.  The sun was just starting to rise on the horizon, and it was bright orange and pink with dancing clouds here and there. Namid sat at a window seat looking out, she wondered how long it had been since she had been able to enjoy such a magnificent view.  She looked away and realized that she would probably drive herself crazy if she kept saying that every time, she enjoyed something. She looked over at Dugan and he was sleeping.  He was beautiful and just looking at him made her feel things she never thought she would feel again. 

Dallas and Jezz made their way back to their rooms and changed into the clothing the men brought for them.  Jezz thought the choice was funny because it was not really a super fun moment to be wearing a super fun looking outfit.  But then it was that kind of an occasion; it’s not every day that a girl gets killed, saved and recused.  So, she slipped on her bright outfit and made her way back to the lounge.

Dallas was changing in her changing room when she heard the door open.  It was Nash looking at her with his sea green eyes full of desire.  She did not try to hide her naked body from him, and he closed and locked the door.  “Baby, I have been dreaming about you.” He walked up and took her in his strong arms and lifted her up pinning her against the wall behind her. She was breathing heavy with anticipation and excited to have her mate so close.  She had missed him so very much.  He really had no idea.

She looked into his eyes as he entered her, and the pleasure was so great she could not help but close her eyes.  He was burning her from the inside as his stiff member slid into her warm and wet p***y so full of desire.  He held himself deep inside her. “I missed you.” He whispered.   She could feel him pulsating inside her.

“You have no idea how much I missed you.” Dallas squeezed her p***y around his member, and he slowly drew out and then re-entered.  The heat between them was swirling around them as sweat condensed on their skin with the slow deep pace.  He would not look away from her and then he kissed her deep and passionately which started his quickening his pace.  He could feel her wetness increase as she climaxed and then he released with his climax deep inside her.  He kissed again as he set her back on the ground and he caressed her face with his thumb looking deep in her eyes. 

“I love you endlessly.”  He smiled at her and wondered if he had just gotten her pregnant.  She had that scent about her that she was ready.  He was going to keep that to himself and hope for the best. 

“I love you endlessly.” She was grinning at him as he unlocked the door and left the room. 

He turned to go out the door and she saw the scar on his back from the explosion.  She had played the scene over and over in her head while in captivity.  To see her mate and the love of her life lifeless with a huge shard of glass sticking out of his back was hard to erase from her mind and now there was the proof that it was a real memory.  He heard her gasp as he pulled his shirt over his head and then he felt her fingertip touch his scar ever so delicately.  He let her touch it and then he slid his shirt on and turned around.  “That is proof that you saved my life.  That shard went all the way through my heart and you some how healed it just enough to save my life before he took you.”  The last part to say out loud struck a chord with him and he had to catch his emotions.  “I will let you finish getting dressed Babe.” And he disappeared around the door. 

A few moments later she joined him sitting on the couch and felt just giddy inside like she had a secret that nobody else knew about. Of course, they all knew, they all could smell her.  Nobody said anything and did not blame them either. 

“Mother, how did this all happen?  How were we able to not only save Jezz but heal her?” Dallas asked, she had some many more questions, but those questions would be asked in private.

“My Mother was a tribe elder in Northern Minnesota, but she did not have the gift of the wolf.  Her father did and his father before him.  I was the very first female to not only have the gift of the wolf but also be the first born of an Alpha. Our lineage is traced back a 1,000 years.”  She paused thinking about her Mother and her Grandfather.  He was so proud of her and often told her of all the good things she was going to do once she was older. She took a deep breath and returned to her conversation and looked up at Dallas “Our ancient blood is powerful and when we are together, we enhance each other’s powers.  For example, I am healer and I have the power of speed and agility.  You have power, strength and empathy.” She looked at her other daughter Jezz “You have speed, strength and intuition. Together we complete each other.” Tears started to form in her eyes, and one slid down her cheek. “I knew they were after me because of who I was, your Father was just a man, but I loved him.  He was my mate.  He tried to protect us, and he died doing it.  I know that he loved us all so much.”

“Mom, maybe that is enough for now.”  Jezz reached out her hand and gently took hers. “We can talk about all that later.  The most important things are that we are all here together.”  They were all quiet looking at each other and it was comfortable.  Everyone was just absorbing what had just happened, that the girls were reunited with their mother and everyone was safe. 

Jezz heard Nish ‘something is wrong with our mate.’  Jezz looked next to her and saw that Owen looked asleep.  “Hon?”  She shook his hand that was holding hers and he did not respond. “Hey Babe, this is not a good time” and then his head rolled to the side and his body slid away from her on the couch. “Owen!” She screamed and was immediately on her feet.  She reached out and put both hands around his face looking at him “Owen” She screamed.

He was floating and drifting in the dark, he could not feel Brendon and it was strange for him.  He heard Jezzabelle whisper his name and it gave him comfort as he continued to drift.