Avenge

Forecast

Liv

Everything is on fire, despite the slight pain it morph into the pure ride of pleasure my husband thrusts inside of me.

"f**k. I'm gonna c*m if you keep clenching your p***y over me like that."

The tension was high, he crave more from me and my body reacted to his need.

Clawing into my hips, it added to the pain I can't feel. It collide to my orgasm and my head falls into him.

"I'm right behind you. Keep riding. Alpha isn't done yet." He whispers to my ears.

No disappointment, I strive my hips to his liking. Sending a feral growl into the air. Travis flips me over, taking the ride as he pumps his last frustration into me.

The warm sensation of his seed coats my walls. Panting mix the air and his body collapsed on top of me. I held him tight. Tracking his thick blue vein that pulses against my skin.

Shifting he takes my side and pulls me into him. Nuzzling his nose into my neck to inhale my scent. I can still feel his hard c**k tick to it. My p***y clench to the soreness.

Travis held tightly. Not a sign of him wanting to continue our day.

"Never would I thought an Alpha would enjoy cuddling." My voice heaved out.

Removing his head he griped my chin hard. "Only with you, Little Witch. Don't complain now. I can keep going." He evilly smirked.

Adoring as my mates are. My body is killing me. Along with my mind.

I shouldn't flaw to his needs after the other night. Yet, it was a must need. Malcolm and Travis wanted more connection after the cut was tied.

My mates have all of me. Completely me now.

Keeping my emotions in check, not wanting to flare our bond. My hand rested on him. "Oh, how the world would think I'm just your prisoner, yet we must keep showing a face, Sweet Wolf. We have responsibilities."

He groans like a toddler, rolling off the bed. "What does the Luna have to do now?"

"I have class in a little. I'll be spending my day outdoors, there's a lot." I respond as I watch him redress.

Zipping up his pants. He turns to me. "Separate again. I'm stuck inside with meetings and paperwork. I'll at least find time for another workout though."

Every muscle in me tenses up. Both my mates took me for one hell of a ride. My legs are shaking.

At the thought of that, Malcolm was seen in front of me. I gasp lightly to his touch. His shirt was halfway bottom. "A regular workout, Little Witch. I got things with Mason there and then my destress session hits. Relax."

Kissing my temple did help me relax. I nodded as I felt my throat wanting to fail.

"Take it easy, Elizabeth. I don't like your new watch slug and I can't stand his scent on you."

Straightening my head, I responded. "I'll shower before bed, Sweet Wolf. I love you, have a good day."

Kissing me with his own 'I love you', We split into our day.

Making a quick session before I'm guarded. I must drown the sinful thoughts. I cause too must among my love ones. Especially my wolves, my sweet, sweet wolves. They deserve someone so much stronger.

I know how the cut relief them but the idea of it hurting them, and the act of hurting my two best friends and then their mates and so much more bullshit all because of me.

A dark pit of void that keeps taking more and this is the only way to closed it up.. temporarily.

Covering every mark, I felt cleanse but ache more. Chucking down my tea I knew it deepen worse than ever but I deserve it.

The mark crash with the others that still didn't fade. I had hid it from my mate, avoiding my scars from him. My punishments are my secrets.

"I'll just have to drink more blood and they'll heal. I'll be fine as I keep the pain to myself."

Repressing it all down before my mating bond reconnects fully, I headed out to start my class.

Perry had waited for me by the pack house entrance, taking his everyday flirtatious comment was nothing more than him being him.

I'd try anything to seep past my mind than having the sin thoughts sworn back in and making the scars heat under my skin..again.

Today's class is filled with the teens and young adults. They seem rattled and it felt good to have them take on the new training field.

One 20 year old huffed as she fails, staring me down as I watch aside Perry. "Are you gonna do any of these? Or is this your way of building that army, Luna." She didn't mean it in a threat as she's normally a sweet girl.

My hand flew to Perry's chest as I see him ready to chop down her words.

"If you had waited, I had a match set but we can do it now if you all are so tried so early." Early was a bit wrong here, their faces showed it too. We had already worked nearly 2 hours now.

"I'll take whoever wants a chance. That way you can see what I'm expecting you all to build from."

Not a second goes by and a young Degree who I've already spoke to about it stands forward. We nod to the match and I know it'll be fine.

Perry wraps his hand over my waist. "Is this safe? The boy is gifted in light."

I nod as I stepped back and met my opponent. He has train already under Kan and Gamma gave her approval to have us match. So yes, it's safe. Even if he uses his celestial gift of sunlight, I'm fine.

The fresh air seeps down my throat. It burns and I shake the ache that creeps back into me.

Not now. Suck it up. Drink after and smile.

Things started off easy as express the depth of our magic. Cutting little bits on each other. Each hit brings a flare and we extended.

He was well match in with a few cuts to his skin. Being push back he hit spot to swing a wave of his magic and block with my arm. It stings.

I bring myself up and we face back again. This time we both have it our all. A pull a force of my magic to push his back. It worked until my body started to ache and his magic strength to his higher length.he rose his hand to pull the sunlight down, coursing it to our force.

We practice but it started to hurt and I feel the burn. Ignoring I forces on a block. His light turn yellow a she push while mine turn dark to follow up. Pushing more and leveled us in a shuffle.

His sunlight got stronger even when my push was greater. We leveled and my ache took over. We crush in more and then a twist of blast busted out. Making it all smoke out. It fades quick as someone blows it out.

We stare and smile and as I do my body gave up from another hit. It was like an aftershock. I saw his body jerk from mine and when his hit me it took me down. I crash and lost every nerve control just then.

Black spot took over and I couldn't feel my own body. The air held me down.

"Pétard! Don't move."

I wave him off. "I'm fine."

Helping me up he wouldn't let me go. "Oh, Pétard. You are such a lair." If I wasn't feeling so drowned out, I'll bite him right now. "I'm taking you to the hospital, now."

I pull back and almost fell once again. He caught me fast, wrapping his arms over my waist. "That's enough. No fighting, I'm sure your husband will do all that afterwards."

Taking me into his arms, I see arguing with him wasn't an option. I wave everyone out to continue the class with Milow. I praise my opponent who seems frightened of his unexpected move.

I hated being babied but I literally couldn't walk so shutting my mouth was the best I can do. I couldn't even tell the doctors the truth.

The room carry serious of testosterone. Travis at my side hating how Perry called him. Mason on the other side pissed that I'd over did it. And the witch Slug at my feet who I expect to be smiling but wasn't.

1 hybrid, 2 wolves, and 1 witch. Not ideal.

I look to my side, watching the nurse take my vitals. Mason leaves her no room and she clearly feels as if she can't speak up.

"Mason. Move your paws so the young nurse can finish."

"You are unable to make any demands, Elizabeth Armani. Now quiet." He ordered me.

I look over to my husband who had the same expression. My response was to just huff the air as my arms cross my body.

Knock Knock.

"Come in." I shouted.

"Hello, Luna and male guests." Dr. Sirona, Greeted us all, quickly I sat up. Hoping for this to be quick and I can get far away from these three.

"Please, Doctor Sirona, tell these guards that I'm fine." Right away she shook her head. I can see she may of already talked to one and she's on their side.

And I'm not having it. "Well, I can take care of myself and decline med-"

"Like hell you are!" My husband snapped. Taking my side he gripped my hand only to burn the full set of his anger through the bond. "Behave or so help me Goddess, Elizabeth." I pat his hand trying to lower his anger. But he deepen his. I frown angrily and accepted that I was not winning.

"Fine. Advisors away, Dr. Sirona."

Doctor Sirona met my bedside, reading through my chart she informs us all of my conditions. "From what it looks like...you haven't been fueling yourself as expected." The room hide low growls all around. "You body has hit a point, Luna. I'm aware of the amount of stress but neglecting to care for yourself on those duties is not the way."

"I've been busy, that's all. I had blood." When I can. But I also know that's not the true cause of this.

Her eyes shifted and she seems to watch how she says her words. "You are not alone, Luna. You cannot pick and choose when to be witch or vampire."

I sat up more, "okay, I got it. I'll rest. Doctor. Now tell these men I'm capable to.." utterly fail to independently rush myself off the bed.

Doctor Sirona caught me, pushing me back in as the men around have crowded over.

"I'm admitting you to not be left alone." My mouth dropped. "A simple meal or blood bag will not heal you. Your counts are beyond low. These men will ensure you care for yourself in the next 48 hours. Until then will you be overview to do anything more. Otherwise you, Luna Liv, you are bed-rested."

As the words fall out her mouth I'm kicked in the chest. I've never just stayed still for more than a few minutes. Willingly.

With no respond, she turns to Travis. "She came in just in time. I leave her under your care, Alpha." He thanks her and while her back was met to me again she say, "rest, Luna. It's for the best." I grunted.

Alone again, I avoid all pairs of eyes. If I can walk out, I would. But I can't. It pains me to move a muscle.

"You gonna tell the wolf what got you drowned out?" Perry's voice was like a hammer to the head. I grunted in respond. "Just tell them otherwise.." Glancing up he points to his head. Admitting he will use his gift and snitch.

Glowing eyes cages on me. "I'll just show you then."

I hated how the pure tug of the boys had the whole way out to the witches border. What I hated must of all was them treating me like a damn child.

I'd never fuss about it but with everything and the gawking eyes, I shut my mouth. When they see what I haven't told them, plus what I've done they're be even more mad.

"Okay. Which way?" Mason asked.

Travis holds me tight, claws never leaving my skin.

"We have to go to the forest, just keep walking." I tell them.

Mason darted his eyes while Malcolm growls in our link. Feeling the low energy he tries to push his own at me and push it away.

Walking more and more the fog gets thicker, soon it scratches into your throat and a rotten smell hits all our noses.

Soon it becomes too much, it's freezing here, your skin crawls. As the fog only sets below your ankle it can ache pain to a witch who touches it with their magic. The sight is painful when you smell the rot dying all around. The bloom of life can't survive and I hate how my witches can't come willingly, so I do what I can as soon as I can.

"What the hell is this?" Travis muttered.

"A sick tag. People are just spiting hurt."

"Liv, who is doing this? Is it our own people? We can't have-"

"I don't know. It was little things at first, then the scent of whom was never clear. Still the body here is a wolf cut open with the blood from a vampire. Looking more the body inside the wolf that cut like a coat happens to be a witch. It's simple hate crime but they can be from anyone, they can be working together and the more they try to run us out, it causes this fog that feels like it's stealing our air."

All of them seems to be so shock, their emotions read more of anger than anything. Mason search around while Perry examine the ground and air. But my mate, his hold on me couldn't have gotten worse. Even his call to me through the bond was worse.

This was their first time though, not me, I was unfazed and again that upset them enough.

"I have been taken care of it. I was late today."

I admitted.

"What of the spill that lingers? The mist is not normal?" Perry stood from the ground, dusting of the dirt from his fingers.

"Head back to witches." I tell them.

Heading back, I had Travis put me down. Needing to show them.

"It's not easy but after cleaning there's more needed. And I had to easer the evidence, for the safety of our people. At least until it returns."

I wave my hand over the border, a bright color didn't shine like the last few times, now it has darken.

As soon as the color came to, Perry had caught on, yanking my hand away and stopping me.

Honesty, if he hadn't stop me I would have tried to fix the problem right now. "You can't put that heavy toll on yourself. Maybe once or twice but that's it. This isn't some slight pollution." I nod to agree.

Travis tug me away from Perry. Siting me on his lap. He has been so quiet until now. Even when I see pain in Perry's eyes.

Trace of that he yanks my hand to see my palm, expecting to reveal something. There was nothing. When he closed his eyes I knew he was gonna dive into my mind and see.

No, no, no, no.

I pull back and he pulled too. Travis's was the only disconnect.

Perry's hash glare barrow so deep, my Sweet Wolf was no difference.

Pulling my chin hard, we connected and I knew I would fail if he ask me anything. I pleaded my eyes as he search me. Looking heavily my mate search deep like he knew the underlining of it, of my sins. I fear for it.

Fuck, I feel crippled. Weak if not a failure.

I snapped quick to pull him away from digging more. "It's just gonna return. I can do more than the average witch."

Again I lay my hand out and all three of them shouted at me to stop.

At that moment my body takes revenge and my stomach turns. "You stubborn witch. When will stop protecting others above yourself? It's not on just you, Elizabeth."

"You knew who I was before we met. This is because me." Travis shook his head, despite him mad he leans down to kiss my forehead. There's little words to say but whenever he does that, pushing the bond that wraps inside of me to comfort in a way I deserve, I feel safe.

"I will take care of it and find a way to push them back." Perry says.

"I have tried that but.."

"Not my way." He squints down and feels for the pull, a snap breaks. "I need to channel someone."

Seeing Mason near he grabs onto him. "What the f**k! No!"

"You're open. Now stop moving." Mason growls but allows Perry to do his work.

"I need you to relay on us, Little Witch. The doctor told me how bad it could have gotten. It's like withdraw for a vampire."

I knew what he meant, and with that it means worse in my witches side. Being a hybrid means I'm stronger but it also means when I'm hit low like this, it's low.

Cupping his face, I take in his scent that always pushes me to do what's best. "I didn't want to disappoint you. I was doing good, I'm sorry, Sweet Wolf."

"Damn it, Woman." His kiss was like fire. It toasted down my throat that warmed every muscle. Wrapping my arms over his neck I groan painfully.

It's hard to truly realize that I'm not alone. I have others but at what point will they see me as the burden I know I am.

Still weak, Travis had to attend things. Perry stayed as guard, which of course pissed both Mason and Travis off.

Needed a space open and to assure them I'll be cared for. I'm rested on a lovely couch upstairs near the entrainment center.

As boys will be boys there's everything here. The halls run down and this space I borrow in is small. Just a nice couch, big tv, and countless movies to watch.

Waiting for things to not feel so tension anymore. I figure to get Perry to talk to me. "So..can I ask you something?"

"Drink your tea. You must fill up." He says while he looks through the collection.

"You guys forced food into me. I'll be fine."

He turns around, he wasn't pleased one bit. Neither wolves were too. I grunted.

"I'm not a baby. Nor am I sick."

"You keep telling us that and clearly you fail to prove it. Now which is more tasteful, romcom or thriller?" Perry was an asshole. Yet some things he says to me seems to have a kindness like in it.

"Perry? You ask me what I always wanted from life. What I felt like I was missing. I answered yours, now it's your turn. Tell me." I couldn't sit here in silent. I know he would love that but wait no. This is backwards.

Whatever.

As the last word hit, he paused his movements. I watched him, waiting for him to answer me. For Perry I didn't expect it to be hard.

Yet, the vibe change then and he says. "It's the same as yours."

Took a second before it flooded in. Without knowing my mouth 'oh' out to him.

I held my cup close. Not sure how to respond back or even continue a talk after that. I just try to understand him.

Feeling lost in that web, I snap back when he plopped himself back on the couch. "Comedy thriller it says. Don't be too jumpy though, it's not real."

I was still taken off guard but move myself to grab his cup. Gesturing to him to drink it. He looked to me. Noticing my face. "Watch, Pétard. Rest your eyes if you want."

That may be what's best but I'm not that kind of tired. I grabbed my large blanket that wrapped over by tiny body. Flopping it over him.

"What are you doing?"

I move closer. Weirdly he was the one questioning me.

I lean my head on his shoulder, allowing myself to get comfortable in a friend's company. Because that's what this is.

"You deserve good, Perry. Know I don't plan to just leave your life. I wish others see what I see. Thank you. For everything."

I can feel his heart paddle in his chest. I took it in as a the kid who thought he lost someone, now found them. A friendship after a lost.

"I lied. It's a classic horror movie." He moved my hair over my frame. I don't move.

"I know. It's my favorite. Now ssh." He chuckles at my remark. And so did I.

After the movie was over we screen to just watch tv. I push back to have space. Needed to rest, I still felt Perry near. Guarding. Once I woke up it was like time hasn't gone by.

Perry had gone to grab food, I was permitted to eat. No fuss. My body was fill with the take of real food and the mix of blood inside my special tea. I didn't say anything when again I tasted Perry's blood mixed in.

Joining in the day I somehow found myself wanting to know more of Perry. Things he doesn't quite speak of. He's just like Travis. He works and works. The friends he has or work too. Yet with Perry I don't think he has let anyone know him.

Shoving my feet to his side to get his attention. "Can I ask you something?"

He grabs my feet and started to rub them, it felt good. "You don't have to ask. I'll rub your little tiny toes anytime. As I seen, you are a woman who never likes to rest." Kindly as it was I know my mate wouldn't approve, so I removed my feet from him and scooted up to ask my question.

"Tell something that rarely no one knows about you, Perry? Skills wise, I'm curious." His eyes met mine. It seems he was hesitant, and I don't blame him.

Running out a grin he chuckles like he relived a funny memory. "I play the piano. I love it at a young age really."

Out of everything in the world, playing the piano would be the very last thing I'd expect Perry of all people. "Are you serious?"

"I know. It's a turn off." He said like he truly believes such a beautiful talent can be seen less.

"No." His eyes snapped to me and I quickly defended my responds. "Playing is a beautiful skill. I just didn't peg you as a music guy."

"Keep me in every unexpected thought then, Pétard." He winked, as usual I ignore it. "Well, miss ill lady." He pat my blanket as he leans back to enjoy his rise. "Believe it or not I'd learn it in these walls itself. Former Luna taught me every note I know."

I listen to his words as he seems tone to tell me a story.

"Years ago when Travis father ranted on about needed skills. He mentioned how learning the piano was useless for an Alpha. I found myself wondering these halls, memorizing the dang thing. Luna Ana caught me." His eyes lighten then, sad even.

"She offered to teach me. Saying that I had a talent for it. I'll never forget her encouragement each lesson. They got me through some tough times. Especially when I play at home. Even now."

Perry took a moment as he relived those thoughts. My responds came dry as I sense a warming grief.

"I'm sure you see it, sounds amazing too. Maybe you'll let me play for you. It shouldn't be far if I recall." He lit up a bit, almost forced.

"It would been nice to hear, but sadly the piano doesn't exist anymore." Perry seem utterly sad at that. Seeing how it did mean something to him.

Quickly I reformed my words. "It's somewhat there really. At the time Francisco was in rage and destroyed it. Travis has been trying to fix it little by little. First he just stared at the room. But felt he needed to rebuild a piece of his mother."

It was sweet as it was sad. I believe he can still feel her there.

"I can fix it. If that's okay?"

"You can do that?" I asked in shock.

"It was something his mother taught me."

I believe it would be spectacular to at least see the treasure item in its fullness. Giving Perry permission seems fine. And he truly looked more than pleased to do so.

Perry is a very complex person, he reminded me so much as the two closely wolves in my life. I see how the three of them got along as children. I hoped they find that friendship back.

So much walls build in steel, yet I was able to walk through and see such beauty behind them. All three grown as strong protectors.

Ones I can never seem to win certain arguments with. Like now.

Doing as I am told by every single person, I rest. Letting my mind drown out.