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a moment in time

When Everly was 5 she was taken from her mother, her mother was Atsila. Atsila was from the Cherokee Indian tribe, Everly's mother was Daughter of the Great Cheif, Sitting Bull, She was not of werewolf decent. Everly got that from her father's side, whom she was named after. Waverly. Waverly Kingston. Alpha of his pack, Waverly lured her mother in with undeniable wit and charm, he told her she was his mate. Little white dove did not believe in that silliness, in her family you were married off to a brave within your tribe and she was to be wed to Running Bear.  Atsila grew fond of Waverly, He would seek her out every day to try to win her heart, His wolf desired to be close to his mate. He could not deny just the thought of her made every inch of his body burn like fire which was the meaning of her name. Her long black silky hair dancing around her body, she moved like a copper goddess. He would stammer and any other thoughts would vanish from his mind other than wanting to make her his and make love to her. 

One hot summer night on the bank of the river while she was bathing King called out to Atsila 

"Atsila, come run away with me," he asked her

He startled her. 

"I cannot leave with you, Kingston, I am to be wed to RB. You should not be here, I have asked you never to come here as I bathe, you should not see me like this."

"Then if you will not leave with me, let me make love to you, let me try to change your mind" 

"you know that is not a reasonable request King as I am betrothed to another man"

splash.

"what are you doing?"

she moved around looking frantically for him, where is he she wondered. He came up from under the water and his arms enveloped her naked body. This is not the first time he has tried to persuade her this way. Taunting her body with his like this. She could feel his need for her poking her beneath the water as his lips pressed against hers in a pleasurable way. Sure she wanted to let it all go and make love to him but she could not, could she? 

"king....I" she stammered

"shhh," he said pressing his lips to hers once more. "you do not love him, haven't I been able to conjure up in you any feelings for me being so persistent and thoughtful of you every day? Why do you deny me when my heart longs for you so badly? I love you. Atsila, don't you know how much I love you so?"

At this point, the woman in her came alive and she wrapped her legs around him and kissed him back His manhood lingering around the opening of her womb. 

In a haze of lust, he carried her from the water onto the grassy bank and lay her there and kissed her lips again.

"Let me make love to you, I desire you so."

This time she did not resist him, this time she let go. After they made love he marked her laying claim to this beautiful young woman he loved with every fiber of his being. That night they planted a seed, a seed that later would be named Everly.