The Werewolf Priestess

Chapter 4 Claire

“Since we’ve been so busy controlling my phasing between your work as the Alpha, and you teaching me pack dynamics we haven’t really discussed the elephant in the room,” I told Carter.

“And what would that be,” he asked, feigning ignorance.

“The fact that we are mates.”

“Well since your phasing is in fact under control now maybe we should talk about it,” Carter said, with a smile.

“Well do you want me as your mate,” I asked quietly, looking at the ground.

“Of course I do,” he said, gently lifting my face to look in my eyes.

“So are you going to mark me before or after we tell the people that I’m the priestess?”

“Well we might as well break it to the pack all at once, ” he said, kissing me.

It was a deep lustful kiss. I kissed him back with passion. He held me close. It was amazing as sparks erupted between us. No one had ever held me like that before. He slowly and softly left a trail of kisses down my neck. Stopping to gently suck on the spot where he will mark me. His hands began to explore my shirt and he gently caressed my n*****s before tugging on them slightly making me moan. He pulled my shirt off over my head and returned to kissing me trailing down the other side of my neck right to my boobs. He sucked on my n****e as he played with it, switching occasionally. I moaned, my hands tangled in his hair. He paused only to lead me to his bed where he resumed his teasing tirade of kisses from my neck down to my waist band leaving me a moaning wriggling mess. He slowly pulls down my bottoms kissing the inside of my thighs. After he discards my bottoms at the end of the bed he begins to undress himself. Once he is naked he kisses me passionately and moves down to the spot where he kisses and lightly sucks on my neck before marking me in one of the only spots that aren’t decorated by my swirling tattoos. I moaned mostly out of pleasure but there was a little bit of pain as his teeth sunk into my skin. Once he was done he licked my neck to help with healing. Then he slowly kissed down my body, nipping at my breasts, just below my rib cage, and at the top of my pubic bone. He lowered his body stopping for a moment for me to feel his warm breath on my sensitive c**t. Then he gently, as if savoring me, began to flick his tongue back and forth teasing me. He slowly slid a finger into my now dripping wet p***y. He started slowly fingering me and gained speed as he worked. I was a quivering mess just about ready to climax when he stopped. He gave me a couple tender kisses.

“Ready,” he asked, whispering in my ear.

“Yes please, please,” I whined.

He teased me slowly tracing his hard c**k up and down and I moaned and writhed underneath him. Suddenly his c**k was gone, and just as suddenly he slammed into me making me cry out in pleasure. He thrusted in and out at an almost inhuman speed. Making me cry out with every thrust. It didn’t take me long to c*m and when I did he rolled me onto my side and began his assault again. It only took a few moments to make me c*m again leaving me a quivering mess. He collapsed on top of me after he came too.

We cuddled for a few moments. Then he got up, taking my hand leading me to the shower. He started the water and motioned for me to get in. I climbed in the shower and he climbed in after me. He let me get wet under the shower head, then he squeezed out some shampoo in his hand and began to wash my hair for me. Then he rinsed it out and conditioned it for me. He rinsed that out too and washed his own hair as I washed my body. I climbed out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. After he got out he walked into the closet and pulled out a dress bag from the back, as well as a shoe box from the top shelf.

“Here is a ceremonial Priestess dress I had made for you.”

“I thought we weren’t telling anyone yet.”

“I swore the tailor to secrecy.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

I layed the bag on the bed and unzipped it. The dress was beautiful. I tried it on. It was black and floor length. It was made with a flowy fabric and had a v neck. The sleeves were flowy and asymmetrical. The dress was adorned with silver and gold beading. The shoes were strappy and sparkly black with silver moons on the tops of the strap by the toes.

“You look amazing,” Carter said with a smile.

“Thank you,” I said with a sheepish smile.

“Tara is going to come over and do your hair and make up.”

“Okay thank you.”

“I would do anything for you, love,” he said.

“Hey Carter,” Tara called from the front door

“In the bedroom,” Carter called back.

“Oh my…” Tara gasped when she saw me.

“Hello.”

“You look beautiful.”

“Thank you.”

And with that she got to work while Carter left to get himself ready. Tara curled my hair and did a smokey eye with bold liner and red lipstick. When I looked in the mirror I barely recognized myself and if I had seen what I looked like now three months ago I would have never believed it was me.

“Perfect,” Carter said, startling me.

He was standing in the doorway wearing a pair of dress pants and a black dress shirt.

“Are you ready to meet the pack,” Carter asked me.

“No but let's do it anyway.”

Carter took my hand and we walked out to the platform. He had me wait where the people couldn’t see me and he walked up to the microphone.

“Hello everybody as your Alpha I have a very special announcement. First I would like you all to know I have found my mate and there is something very special about her. She is your new Priestess as well. Please welcome Claire. He motioned for me to come up and stand next to him. I slowly climbed the stairs and made my way to his side. The crowd collectively gasped when they saw me.

“Say something dear,” Carter whispered to me.

“Umm… Hello I’m Claire and the Moon goddess Selene has chosen me to be your priestess. As your priestess and Luna I vow to heal the sick and injured, to bring guidance if ever you feel lost, and to bring you solace in times of need and to be your voice of peace.”

The crowd erupted into applause. I held my hand up to silence the crowd.

“I will begin to work in the clinic tomorrow and every day for three hours I will reside in the temple if anyone needs anything. I want you all to know that I will do everything I can to help in any way I can. Thank you.”

With that Carter and I walked off stage. A little girl ran up to us as we walked toward the pack house for a celebratory party.

“Miss Claire,” she called.

“Yes child? What is your name?”

“My name is Avery. Can you help my baby brother? He's been sick for a long time and no one can make him better. It makes my mommy and daddy really sad, and I want to see them smile as we play together. Can you please help him?”

“Well I can try. Are your mommy and daddy here now?”

“No, they’re at home with my brother.”

“They let you come out to the ceremony all by yourself?”

“Yes, but my Aunty Tara is supposed to be watching me.”

“Avery! I told you to stay next to me,” Tara came up yelling.

“Hi Tara. I’m sorry she came over to ask if I could heal her brother,” I told her.

“It’s not your fault,” she answered. “And you I told you we could ask her at dinner but instead you run off without me,” Tara said, turning her attention back to Avery.

“Well let me stop by the temple and then we can go to her house so I can try to heal her brother.”

Tara, Avery and I walked to the temple. I went inside alone to talk to the goddess to figure out what exactly I had to do to heal people. Then we left to go and heal her brother.

When we arrived at Avery's house her parents came rushing out.

"Tara, who is this woman," Avery's mother asked skeptically.

"This is Claire. She is our new Luna and our Priestess. Claire, this is my older sister Rebecca or Becca for short."

"I'm sorry, Luna," Rebecca said bowing.

"It's alright," I said with a smile.

"What can I do for you Luna?"

"You can just call me Claire. Avery told me about her brother."

"Oh did she?"

"Yes and I would like to help if I may."

"You may."

"Would you mind telling me more about his condition," I asked.

"Of course please come in and I'll introduce you to my husband. Then we can all talk."

I followed Rebecca, Tara, and Avery inside.

"Jamison, we have a guest," Rebecca called out.

She led me to the living room. After a few moments Jamison came out and joined us.

"Hello, I'm Jamison," he said formally introducing himself.

"Hello, I'm Claire."

"She's our Luna and Priestess," Tara added.

"My Luna," he said, bowing slightly.

That's going to get old, I thought to myself. "I was hoping to hear more about your son and his condition."

"Of course. What would you like to know," Becca asked.

"Well, how about we start with his name," I said with a smile.

"Toby," Jamison answered.

"How old is he?"

"He is three."

"How long has he been sick?"

"For two years."

"Do you know what his illness is?"

"It's an autoimmune disease that causes him to not be able to control his arms and legs. He can hardly eat on his own."

"I see. If it's alright with you two. I would like to take him to the temple."

"I don't know," Rebecca began hesitantly.

"You or Jamison would be welcome to come," I added quickly.

"I'll bring him," Jamison replied. "When would you do this for us?"

"As soon as you are ready. We could go now if you'd like."

“Luna, what about your party,” asked Tara. “I’m sure Carter is missing you.”

“This is more important. Besides, I mind-linked him and told him what’s going on.”

“Ok.”

“On that note. Tara, why don’t you take Becca and Avery to the party. Jamison, if you don’t mind grabbing Toby, we can go to the temple.”

“Of course Luna,” Jamison answered getting up.

I met Jamison at the door and the girls headed off to town hall to join the party. Jamison carried Toby as we walked to the temple in silence.

“Lay him on the altar,” I instructed.

Jamison did as I told him and stepped back.

“I’m going to be honest with you Jamison. This is the first time I’ve done this so I don’t know what will happen but please whatever you do don’t interrupt me. Okay?”

“I understand Luna.”

I stood next to the frail little boy who laid on the altar and called out to Selene. A soft glow covered both Toby and I. I could feel the warmth. I closed my eyes and imagined Toby playing outside with Avery. Running barefoot in the summer sun. I could see Becca and Jamison sitting nearby on a picnic blacker smiling. Suddenly I could feel the flow of power. Toby let out a whimper. Then it was done. The flow ebbed and the light faded. I looked at Toby who looked stronger and offered him my hand and gently set him on his feet. I held him until his footing was sure. The second I let him go he ran to his daddy and giggled. I looked up at Jamison, smiled and saw a tear in his eye.

“What’s the matter,” I asked.

“I just never thought I’d see him run,” Jamison said with a smile.

“Well with such good news maybe you should go join your wife and daughter.”

“Yes, I think I will thank you Luna. How can we ever repay you?”

“You can start by calling me Claire. I’m not a fan of formal titles,” I answered with a grin.

I never felt as happy as when I saw little Toby run up to his mommy and sister.