The HazeWalker

A warning from the Grave

Changing into my sweats I set to work on the house. I bundled up all the curtains bed covers and

other odds and ends to take to the main house. I found the cleaning supplies in a closet that sat between the

bedroom and bathroom. I began dusting everything in the house, and then cleaned all of the windows inside

and out. I took the cushions from the couch outside and beat them with a broom removing the dust. I then

vacuumed the bedroom, mattress, couch and chair. I swept and mopped the whole house, and cleaned up

the bathroom. It was 5 hours later before I was finished, and was dark outside. I turned on the front porch

light making me feel more comfortable, and not so alone. I plopped down on the couch exhausted. I grabbed

the remote and turned the TV on, luckily it was already hooked up to the satellite in the main house. I curled

up on the couch and got comfortable while watching a rerun of Roseanne.

I woke up the next morning the sun shining in my eyes through the windows. There was a knock on

the front door. I drug myself from the couch and to the door. I looked through the window to see who it was

Oh My God! I thought as I seen Kyle staring back at me. “Do you plan on letting me in anytime soon.” he

laughed. I unlocked the door and opened it. “Sorry I'm exhausted I cleaned last night until I passed out in

front of the TV.” I informed him as I made my way to the Kitchen. “Would you like a cup of coffee.” I asked

Kyle as I rummaged through the cabinets. “I can't promise how old it is but seeing as it is still sealed it should

be fine.” I explained. “That will do.” Kyle smiled as he leaned against the island. “The place looks great.” he

told me as I sat about making the coffee. “Yeah, there was nothing wrong with it, except for the dust and dirt

that had settled over the years. Uncle Preston said something about building on to the place and adding a

laundry room. I'm seriously thinking about it, considering how much work it was to run back and forth last

night.” I told him as I poured the coffee into two coffee cups. “Do you want cream and sugar?” I asked Kyle

as I pulled the contents from the cabinets. “That will be fine Eliza.” he said from behind me. I fixed our coffee

and we took our cups into the living room and sat on the couch. “How are you feeling.” Kyle asked with a

concerned look on his face. “Its odd being here with all of these things that belonged to my mother and father whom I never met, but also its comforting and I feel at home.” I told him as I looked around the small cottage.

“I'm glad, it's about time you are back home.” He said looking into my eyes. “What about the other tribe aren't

you worried they will find me?” I asked him remembering the conversation he had had with is grandmother.

“As long as no one around here says anything we should be fine, but it's also in the back of my mind that one

of the tribe members had to of told them about your mother and grandmother, because our tribe had kept it a

secret for years.” Kyle shook his head before taking a drink of his coffee. “We can't fight this Eliza, our animal

won't allow it. You know as well as I do that we are meant to be mated. I felt it the moment you came to town,

possibly before then. “he explained as he took my hand. “I need you in my life.” “I feel the same way Kyle, I

just don't want to put anyone in danger.” I confessed to him. “We can work on your powers, whatever they

may be and help you learn to control them.” Kyle whispered as he pulled me into his arms. “Grandfather

knows what's going on, he said something about my grandmother telling him what and how to teach me. We

will go and speak with him later on today.” I yawned as I molded my body to Kyle's and drifted back off sleep.

My mother was there sitting at the table in the kitchen. “Come Eliza sit with me.” she said in her

beautiful song like voice. I made my way to the table and sat down beside of her. “You look so happy with

him.” she said as she took me in her arms and smiled at me.”Yes he is wonderful.” I told her looking over at

Kyle asleep on the couch with me in his arms. “He is a good man, and a good Alpha. He reminds me a lot of

your father.” She started hugging me tighter. “Eliza my love I need to warn you, the same person who

betrayed us before will betray us again. He does not like your presence here and he is already planning to

tell the other tribe of your existence. Be careful and watch who you trust my beautiful girl. “she whispered to

me. “Who is it mother?” I asked her impatiently. “I'm sorry I am not permitted to tell you that, but they will

soon be very close to you.” she warned. “I must go now, and you must wake up. Go to your grandfather. You

must prepare. They will not suspect you to be as powerful as you are. They may know of your existence Eliza

but they know nothing of your powers.” She said faintly as she faded away. I crossed the room laying back in

my body and closing my eyes.

I awoke sometime later to the smell and crackling of bacon on the stove. I was alone on the couch. I

raised up and looked around the room searching for Kyle. He was standing in front of the stove making

breakfast. The sight of him standing there cooking brought a smile to my face. “I see you're finally awake.”

Kyle chuckled making me jump. How did he hear me? I thought half laughing myself. “I can smell your scent

from a mile away Eliza.” He told me as he took a bite of the bacon he was frying. “Are you hungry?” he asked

motioning toward the food he had prepared. I stared at the countertop amazed at the meal he had prepared.

There was gravy, homemade biscuits, fried eggs, and bacon, and the kitchen was still perfectly clean.

“Famished!” I answered him licking my lips. “I see you have been hard at work.” I told Kyle as I began getting

plates from the cabinets so I could set the table. “Not hard at work, I enjoy cooking and I thought you could

use it after the work you done on the house yesterday,” He explained as he began carrying the food to the

table.

We sat down at the table to enjoy our breakfast. I was pouring me a tall glass of milk when Kyle said,

“Tell me your story Eliza, I want to know everything about you.” “It’s not a pretty story.” I admitted. “But if you

really want to know.” I told him honestly. “I do.” he replied as he began filling his plate with food. . I sat back

against the bench thinking of my life and how screwed up it had been. ”Well I was thrown from foster home

to foster home until I was 13 because I was uncontrollable, and energetic.” I started. “We are all that way until

we learn to control our animal instincts. That is completely normal for a shifter.” he explained. “Finally when I

was 13 I was sent to Naomi’s house.” I continued, “She was patient, understanding and loving. She was an

older woman but was always trying to play and keep up with me.” I said remembering Naomi and I running in

the backyard. “She was the closest thing I ever had to a mother.” I whispered. “ “I’m sorry you never met your parent's Eliza, I was only four when they were killed but what I do remember is how fun they were. They were

always playing with the kids in town.” Kyle smiled. “Go on.” he whispered. “TI started having the dreams

when I was only 10 years old. I would dream of being with my mother and having conversations with her. She

would give me advice and always told me things would be okay. She apologized profusely for leaving me

when I was a baby. I thought it was only a dream because I yearned for her so much, that is until your

grandmother showed me the pictures of her. I also had a reoccurring dream of dancing around the campfire

with native americans. They always had their feather headdresses on, and there would be beating drums. It

was amazing. That dream was one I never could explain, and still can't to this day.” I said to him shaking my

head in confusion. “Well I can tell you that it sounds like you were at a stomp ground. It is where we have

our ceremonies to thanks the gods and prey to them, among other things.” Kyle informed me. “The first time I

changed I freaked out. “ I told him as I continued. I didn’t know what was happening to me, but my instincts

took over and it was like I just knew what to do. I never told Naomi I was scared she wouldn’t want me

anymore. Hell I never told anyone. Then on my 16th birthday I had went for a run and to hunt, and when I

came back Naomi was standing on the porch staring at me. Apparently she had known since I was fourteen.

She studied everything there was to know about skinwalkers and told me what she had found out. I also told

her of the dreams, and she informed me of the dreamwalkers. We knew I had a cherokee heritage because

of the letter my mother had left me. I thought though how could I be a skinwalker and a dreamwalker at the

same time.” I looked up at Kyle to find him studying my face. “You are much more than that Eliza.” he said

seriously. “When I was 17 we had planned to just take off and go where my instincts led me , Naomi said she

had read that more of my kind were in the south, and she wanted me to know more about myself, but Before

we could go she died of a heart attack.” I said as a single tear ran down my cheek. “Naomi left me everything

she had, but I didn’t feel comfortable just sitting around and not doing anything while I spent her money, so I

just used it when I had to. I worked at a number of restaurant and diners as a waitress. I also worked at a

strip club but only as a server. I could never take my clothes off for money. “I whispered ashamed that I had

worked there. “Don’t think I will ever judge you Eliza, you done what you had to to survive.” Kyle whispered

rubbing my hand. “The CEO of the company was great.” I continued as I finished my last bite of my

breakfast, “But the manager was a scumbag. He was always trying to get the girls, including me to do private

parties for the high rollers. He was also deep into the drug ring in New York, so all the girls were afraid to tell

on him, knowing he had dangerous connections. I got really close to a girl who worked there. Her name was

Mandy. She had just turned 18, and had bombed the first night so I took her under my wing helping her

choreograph her dances, and pick out her outfits. I let her in on the do’s and don’ts of the business. Then one

day I heard Gary the manager screaming at her saying if she didn’t do a private party he would fire her. She

was working her way through college and had no one to help her. I went off on him and drug Mandy out of

the club. I went to the CEO and let him know what was going on. I left everything for Mandy back in New

York so she didn’t have to worry about anything while she went to school. Then I bought my truck, packed

everything and left.” I told him all in almost one breath wanting to hurry and get it over. “You are incredible

Eliza, not many people would have helped that girl.” Kyle said as he scooted around the bench and put his

arms around my shoulders. “Kyle listen,” I said as I turned toward him so that I could look into his eyes, “I

know we have something going on between us, but with everything that is happening I have to focus on

getting myself under control.” I said to him as I leaned my head against his shoulder and deeply breathed in

is scent. It was so comforting. “ I completely understand Eliza. I don't want you to worry about us. Whatever

happens will come completely. “You are a shifter Eliza, you have loved me your whole life, as I have you, it

just sounds odd to you because you didn’t have no one to tell you about yourself growing up.” he explained.

I don't know what came over me but I took Kyles hand leading him over to the couch. I sat on his lap straddling him as I whispered, “Take me Kyle.” I touched my mouth to his licking the slit between his lips. He

put his hand on the back of my head and crashed his mouth against mine, massaging my tongue. I could tell

he needed me bad by the bulge I felt in his pants. I let go and let my body lead the way, grabbing a fist full of

his hair and grinding against his lap. A low growl came from deep within his chest as he pulled away

breathless. “Eliza I need to let you know, Shifter don’t make love like humans, our animal takes over and it's

hard to control. I don’t know if I can be gentle with you.” he admitted. “I don’t want gentle.” I growled as I

began kissing his neck and unbuttoning his shirt. We were molded together like we were one, and in the

midst of a passionate...

Bang! Bang! Bang! I jerked my head up hearing the loud knocking on the door, and forgetting that I

didn't have any curtains up. “s**t!” I whispered as I jumped up from Kyle's lap. He chuckled as he adjusted

his pants trying to hide his erection, and quickly buttoned his shirt. “It's my Uncle Preston and Grandfather.” I

gasped looking through the window. Uncle Preston had a smirk on his face, luckily grandfather was in is

wheelchair and hadn't seen Kyle and I. I rushed to the door unlocking and opening it. In all the excitement I

hadn't got to tell Kyle about the dream I had of my mother. “Uncle Preston, Grandfather what a great

surprise.” I smiled knowing I was blushing with embarrassment. “Come in.” I told them as I stood to the side.

“Glad to see you two have made up.” Uncle Preston grunted with a mischievous smile. “Ummm yeah, Kyle

came over this morning and made me breakfast.” I told them as I made my way to the kitchen to clean up our

dishes. “Let me help you.” Kyle said taking the plates from my hands.”Visit with your family.” “I brought your

laundry over for you Eliza, it is setting outside beside the door. I thought maybe we could look at some plans

today to start you a laundry room, it was much too hard for you yesterday lugging these things back and

forth.” Uncle Preston told me as he made his way out the door and brought back in my laundry. “Thank You

but you didn't have to do that I would have came to get them. I would love to look at some plans if you have

time.” I told im motioning for him to have a seat. Grandfather started speaking to Uncle Preston in his native

tongue. I was going to have to learn his language so that I was able to have direct conversations with him. I

wanted to be close to my grandfather. “He says that you have the place looking great, that your mother would

be proud.” Uncle Preston relayed is message. “Thank you so much, it just needed the dust cleaned off

everything, she already had it looking immaculate.” I told grandfather as Uncle Preston interpreted. “If you

need any paint or anything let me know, and I'll have a couple of my guys do it.” Uncle Preston told me as he

looked around at the walls. “Yes, I was thinking that the walls, and even the outside could use a fresh coat. I

would like to keep all the wood their natural color except for the walls she already has painted, maybe just a

light stain and finish on them, and I also want to stay with the same colors that she cose.” I explained to

Uncle Preston. “Eliza we want you to decorate this place to fit your personality, I know you want to respect

your mother but she would want you to make this place your own.” Uncle Preston said to me as he pulled

Grandfather up next to the couch and took a seat beside him. “Now I brought some drawing paper so we can

do the plans for the laundry room. I think you need some more storage and places for your cleaning supplies

your mother use to keep them in the pantry over there.” he chuckled as he pulled the papers and pencils

from his bag. I heard Kyle chuckling in the kitchen while he was doing the dishes. “That sounds great, I

would love to have a place where I can keep all my linens, cleaning supplies, maybe even were people can

come in the door and leave their coats and shoes.” I told my uncle with a smile. “Okay so my plan is, and if

it's okay with you.” my uncle said looking at me. “We will take the door to the pantry and make that your

entryway, extending it to sort of a walkway into the laundry room. We will also add you a pantry to store your

canned items.” he told me as he started drawing on the paper, concentrating hard. I could tell my uncle

enjoyed doing these things, and from the way he talked he done several jobs around town. “ I think this is

great.” I told him as I viewed the papers. “Do you know what colors you would like to do in the laundry room.”

he asked turning his head to look at me. “I would like it to be comfortable, and light, so I'm thinking a lavender

color.” I said to him thinking of what it was going to look like. “I would also like to repaint the bay window

section in the kitchen that she has green a bright red. I want to redo the kitchen in a checkered pattern.” I told

him as I got excited about the designs. “and if it's not too much we could redo the bathroom in a light sage

green, and my bedroom in a light brown. As for the rest of the house I would like to keep the natural wood as

is with just a coat of light stain and finish.” I explained to him with a huge smile on my face. “We could also

redo these floors for you Eliza.” Uncle Preston said as he got up and looked at the flooring throughout the

house. “And some new carpeting in the bedroom.” he grunted as he peeked inside the bedroom door.

“Sounds great.” I announced excited to have a place I could call my home. My uncle finished up his plans

and him and my grandfather started out the door. “Oh and grandfather would like to invite you to the stomp

grounds tonight. Kyle knows where it is.” He said over his shoulder as he rolled grandfather off the porch. I

was glad they had built the wheelchair ramp I wanted my grandfather to be able to visit whenever he felt the

need, but it was so odd how they had invited me to the stomp grounds just as I had told Kyle about it.

“Well that was fun.” I told Kyle as we set down on the couch. “Kyle before everything happened and

they came to visit I had wanted to tell you about something. “ I told him nervously as I picked at my fingers.

“What is it.” he asked turning his body to face me, and picking my legs up and placing them on his lap.

“When we were sleeping earlier, I had a dream about my mother. She told me that the person who betrayed

her and my father would betray me and that he would be a person who was going to be very close to me.” I

explained to him nervously. “Wow thats crazy Eliza, I have no idea who she could be talking about.” he

informed me. “Was anyone mad at my family, or even jealous over them Kyle.” I asked looking into his eyes.

“Not that I remember everyone loved your family. They done everything they could for the tribe. Your father

was a great Alpha and only made decisions he thought best for us.” he explained to me. “My father use to get

mad. He would say your father didn't know how to do his job that he should be trying to claim more territory

and push some of the other tribes out.” he chuckled. “ Luckily when my father became Alpha after your father

was killed they had created a sort of judicial system within the clan. The Alpha had to have their votes in

order to make a decision, and they would never give my father the votes he needed to push the other tribes

out.” he grunted while shaking his head. Could Kyle's father have killed my father because he didn't agree

with the decisions he was making, and because he wanted to be Alpha. I had to ask Kyle, he may get mad

but it seemed pretty obvious to me. “How did your father become Alpha after my father.” I asked him

curiously. “He was already voted as our secondary. It's sort of like the vice president. We always have a

stand-in , in case something happens and there not here or able to make decisions for the tribe.” Kyle

explained to me. “Kyle, I hate to ask this but do you think there is anyway your father could have.” “Don't

Eliza!” he interrupted me. “My father would never betray our tribe. I have thought of it many times, and well I

know my father.” he growled standing up. I jumped up off the couch. “Kyle please don't me mad it's

something I had to ask, you would have done the same thing. “I pleaded with him. “That was out of line

Eliza.” he roared. Kyle started toward the door, and I ran after him grabbing his arm, “Kyle please don't leave

me.” I begged looking deep into his eyes.

Before I knew it, he had me pushed up against the wall. My legs around his waist and his mouth all

over me. He ripped my tank top open kissing the tops of my breast making me arch my back. He stopped

and looked down at me. “My god you are absolutely perfect.” he growled looking into my eyes. I grabbed his

neck pulling his mouth to mine and wrapping my legs around his waist. I took hold of his shirt and ripped it

open throwing buttons across the room. I ran my fingers down his chest and rock hard stomach. “Take me to

the bedroom.” I breathed unable to control myself any longer. Nothing was going to stop me from being with

him this time. With me still wrapped around his waist and our tongues entwined he carried me to the  bedroom kicking the door shut behind him. He laid me down on the bed and I started fidgeting with his belt

getting angry I couldn’t get it off. He stood in front of me taking off his pants and then his briefs. His member

was hard as a rock and huge. I wasn’t sure he would fit inside of me. He smiled catching me staring at it.

“Don’t worry you will adjust to the size.” he said with a smile. He shrugged off his shirt as he started

undressing me, kissing my body every step of the way. I raised up to help him pull my sports bra over my

head, and get my pants off of my hips. I guess he was getting frustrated with all the clothes because he took

hold of the sides of my panties and just tore them off. My god this was so primal, so animal. It turned me on

to no end. He lifted my legs over his shoulders and positioned his head between my legs. I sat up on my

elbows so that I could watch what he was doing. I bit the side of my lip as I watched him slowly lick my

swollen mound. If this had been any other man I would have been horrified and embarrassed, but not Kyle.

He made me feel so sexy and comfortable. He spread my lips and took my bud into his mouth sucking. The

pleasure made me arch my back, and moan loudly. Scratching at the bed and pulling on the freshly washed

sheets, I didn’t know how much longer I could bare not having him inside of me “Kyle take me now.” I panted.

I had never been with a man but I knew this was right, everything about this moment felt perfect and natural.

He climbed up on top of me slowly searching every inch of my body with his eyes that had now darkened to

an almost black color. Hovering above me he kissed me exploring my mouth with his tongue, as he lifted me

effortlessly by my waist and scooted me to the top of the bed. He raised his head and looked deeply into my

eyes, as if he could reads my thoughts, or see my soul. I could feel the tip of his member at my entrance.

Holding my gaze he slowly pushed himself inside of me. It was slightly uncomfortable at first as I felt my

opening stretching for him. He took his time being patient and gentle with me until he couldn’t possibly go any

deeper. I felt completely filled to the brim. He began rocking his hips so that his d**k was moving in and out of

me. I lifted my hips to match his rhythm his ragged breathing in my ear turning me on even more. I heard a

low growl come from deep within him. We both started going faster, I was scratching his back trying to latch

on to anything I could, almost climbing him like a tree. “Oh Fuck.” I screamed as my orgasm began washing

through me over and over. No longer able to control myself I let out a loud growl. I felt a sharp stinging in my

shoulder! Kyle biting me hard, but it only made my orgasm more intense. We were both moving our hips

while growling in each other's ear we he finally joined me and found his own release. He clamped down on

my shoulder making me climax even harder than I had the last time. “Kyle!” I screamed as he buried himself

so deep inside of me you couldn’t see where I ended and he began. He looked down into my eyes and his

eyes were glowing like bright orange flames. He began to slowly decrease his speed as our orgasm’s

subsided. He rolled off of me and onto his back pulling me with him. We laid there on the on the bed with his

head on my chest and my fingers running through his silky chocolate brown hair. “That was perfect.” I told

him with a huge grin. “You’re mine now Eliza forever.” he whispered. “And ever!” I whispered back as I lifted

my head and searched his eyes wanting to capture this moment in my mind. I sat up and swung my leg over

his waist so that I was sitting on his lap. I bent over raising his hands above his head and interlocking our

fingers. I kissed him lightly on his bottom lip, taking it into my mouth and sucking gently. “It’s my turn now!” I

growled as I lowered myself onto his still hard member.