Winterlust (COMPLETE)

Family meeting

Travis

After their meeting with Elder Davis, Travis immediately links his parents, PJ and Wanda, and Muriel and Evelyn, asking them to come to his office. He dials Owen and puts him on speaker.

“Trav! Hey, what’s up?”, Owen answers cheerily. “Hey O. How are things going in the city? Is the gym getting all sorted out?” “It’s all sorted, yes. Janie has one more interview tomorrow and then we should be able to make our way back”, Owen informs them. “How’s Philip making out at the motel?”, Travis asks. “Great! Lorraine pretty much has it all covered. She hired a student that’s she’s currently training. Phil can leave by the end of the week.” “Excellent. I need you here, man”, Travis sighs. “What’s going on?”, Owen asks anxiously.

As Travis and Owen were catching up, the family began to file into the office with Violet greeting them quietly. “Owen, everyone is here and you’re on speaker. Quick meeting about Violet’s uh… condition. Elder Davis will be doing some intensive training with Violet in the prison downstairs”, Travis begins. Muriel, Evelyn, Marie and Wanda all gasp.

“In the PRISON!?”

“What for?”

“I won’t let this happen”

“Travis, DO something”

“Ladies, please”, Travis shushes them, “this is Violet’s decision. It’s out of my hands. Training will begin tonight after dinner and the celebratory pack run.” “I’ll be home tonight, Trav. Janie can ride back with Phil”, Owen jumps in. “I’d like to protest that Owen, but I can’t. I’ll be MIA for a couple of days until we know she’s going to be alright.”

“What does this entail?”, Evelyn asks with tears streaming down her cheeks. Violet reaches out to hold her mother’s hand, “I need to be subjected to all the emotions that are capable of taking over. Fear and hate will be the primary focus. I need to learn how to rise above them and control my responses.”

Nick clears his throat, “Son, what can I do to help?” “Well dad, I’m glad you asked. We need to put some barriers in place. You, PJ and Owen will stay with them in shifts while Violet trains. According to Elder Davis, the process will basically run non stop until they both collapse with exhaustion. We’re looking at about 72 hours, max. The more tired Violet gets, the harder she will have to work to control Ellie. Shadow is going to want to save her, so I’m going to be fighting a battle of my own. Lastly, the pack can’t know what’s going on. I can’t have them alarmed and think Violet will hurt them.”

“If there are no other questions, we have a dinner to prepare for”, Travis says, standing. As everyone files out of his office, they shake his hand and hug Violet.

Violet

Violet takes a long hot bubble bath before dressing for dinner. Once she’s out and dried off, Evelyn joins her in her suite. “Do you know what you’d like to wear?”, Evelyn asks, rummaging through the closet, “this isn’t a formal event”. “Something simple, please”, Violet replies as she prepares to dry her hair. Evelyn pulls out some clothes for Violet to choose from. They settle on a soft beige pencil skirt and a white wide-necked long sleeved top with a pearl pattern. A pair of tan suede booties complete the look.

Evelyn curls Violet’s hair and then piles it loosely on top, with soft loose curls framing her face. Violet opts for more natural makeup, choosing soft browns and beiges, with pale pink lipstick. Her nerves are getting the better of her, and she feels a bit queasy. “You’re going to be their Luna, sweetheart. You’ll do great”, Evelyn reassured her. “I don’t even know how to be a Luna, mom”, Violet replies nervously. “Travis isn’t going to throw you to the literal wolves without some backup. Have faith”, Evelyn smiles back.

Travis

So much has been happening, Travis can’t believe he’s about to announce his mate to the pack. He’s anxious for them to accept her.

Knock knock. Travis opens the front door to his suite to find Owen grinning back at him. The two shake hands and hug, “I’m so glad you’re here, man”, Travis says earnestly to Owen. “Janie came too, just for the night”, Owen smiles broadly. “Wow! Thanks so much for the support, O!”

Travis dresses in dark blue jeans and a black knitted sweater while he and Owen catch up. Owen will run warrior training until Peter is back, which is a load off of Travis’s shoulders. They talk at length about Violet’s training, and how anxious Travis is about it all.

“Alright, let’s get going”, Travis says as he gives himself one last glance in the mirror. He heads over to Violet’s suite and Owen makes his way to the third floor to collect Janie.

Owen

Owen steps into their room and is instantly hard. Janie has her back to him as she puts on the final touches of her makeup. She’s wearing a black leather mini skirt and a blue ruffled silk blouse. Her legs look so sexy in the black stilettos she’s wearing. Owen is behind her in an instant, pressing his hard d**k against her a**. “Mine”, he growls into her ear. Janie lets out a small giggle, “You insatiable beast”, she purrs.

Owen’s hand finds the front of Janie’s thigh and he traces his way slowly up her thigh, bunching up her skirt as he goes. She shivers under his touch, and the smallest sigh escapes her. Owen puts his hand to her warm folds, delighted to find she isn’t wearing any underwear. Gently he parts them with two fingers and teases her nub with his middle finger, as she falls slightly forward to lean on the dressing table. Her a** is pressed into his rock hard c*ck as she moans. “O, we need to-“ “Sssshhh”, he shushes her as he runs his hand over her wet slit. “Now”, he demands as he thrusts his middle finger deep inside her. Janie cries out and leans into him, grinding with his finger.

Without warning, he pulls back and spins her around to face him. Picking her up under her thighs, he drops her roughly onto the table as her makeup clatters to the floor. He pulls her close to him, so she is barely balanced on the table and drops to his knees where he begins to feverishly lick and suck at her cl*t. He moves her left leg onto the seat for better access as his whole mouth engulfs her sweet spot, licking and sucking, tugging on her nub. Janie tosses her head back and cries out again, “Owen!” Again he slides his middle finger into her, pumping as he teases her cl*t. The dressing table is rocking and rattling as Janie reaches down and takes a fistful of his blond hair into her hand, pulling him into her as she grinds.

Owen moans into her as he frenetically devours her as her legs begin to tremble. “That’s it, I want it all over my face, baby”, he gasps, pushing Janie to the brink of her orgasm. Owen feels her insides clenching and spasming as she lets out a blissful howl, “Oooooohhhhh”, as she rocks and trembles against his face. Owen slows his tempo to allow her to ride out her bliss, gently lapping as he wiggles his finger to stroke her pelvic floor.

“We can finish this later”, he whispers as he kisses her with his sopping wet face.