Loving a Descendant: A short story

    A young woman ran through the thick forest, determined to get away. Breathing hard, she decided to take a risk, and shifted. Her long blond hair grew behind her, and her body snapped into position. Standing in her place was a white wolf, and she knew if she stepped into the moonlight, anyone could see her. She always glowed a shimmering silver in the moonlight, but she was faster on all fours. The young wolf cringed when she heard the other shifter wolves howling in the night, and knew they were gaining on her. Their Alpha was not happy she had run off. He wanted her to be his Luna, and in her panic at her new title she followed her instinct, and ran. She heard another threatening howl as she pushed her legs to move faster, flying through the tree’s like a ghost.        “I can’t do this,” she panted, backed against the door, the man in front of her making her nervous. He was just a few inches from her face, his golden eyes dark and angry. She figured that no one had ever told him no, and she was going against an order from an Alpha. But she couldn’t leave her home to be with a man she hardly knew.      “You are to be my Luna,” he growled. “From here on out, you are here, by my side.” His eyes sought hers, trying to gage how she was feeling, while keeping his temper as in check as he could manage. He couldn’t quite understand why she would run from him, from their pack.      “I was just fine in my father’s pack,” she whimpered quietly, knowing he could hear her. Had he been anyone else, she would have growled at them, but he was much more authoritative than her, being the Alpha. She was stripped of her home, her brother left to run things. Her family reluctantly let her go when her Alpha came for her, too set in their traditions to protest otherwise.       “It’s because of your bloodline that you're here,” he growled again, confusing her. “Don’t ask me to leave again. Your place is here, and you’r going to learn it.”     So she decided that she would take matters into her own hands, and she left his house. She realized he must have anticipated her sneaking off, because he already had his best chasing after her. So she pushed on, until she could smell the edge of his territory, and for a moment her heart was elated. You’re almost there, she whispered. Her inner wolf whined for a moment, making her hesitate.        “Would it kill you to stay?” And the voice of her wolf made her stop.      It was a long enough stall that a large, muscular black wolf leaped out from the brush and stood in her way. His bright golden eyes were narrowed at her, his large white teeth gleaming in the filtered moonlight from the snarl on his muzzle. He was the Alpha, and he was extremely pissed.        “Get back to the house, now,” he snarled at her. She was confused as to why he would take the time to come get her himself. She lowered her head in submission, crouched before him. But by having her father’s Alpha blood in her body, it gave her room to defy him in any small way she could find.        “I don’t want to stay here,” she whimpered. “I want to go home.”      “My home is your home. My pack is now your pack. This is now your life,” he growled. He took a step towards her and leaned his head down, and nosed the side of her face. “Home, now.”      She reluctantly stood up and headed back, feeling defeated. She didn’t want to run a pack, she didn’t want to be anyone’s Luna, mate, leader, anything. She just wanted to be home with her family, running through the woods, participating in pack hunts, doing things that Luna’s weren’t allowed to do. After growing up and understanding the world, she felt bad for her mom when she realized why her mother wasn’t joining them in certain activities. To be denied the feel of the wind in your fur, running after prey, being free, all because of her title; the young wolf didn’t want her life to be boring.      Deciding it would be easier on her, now that she was caught, she stepped out of the forest she had kept herself hidden in, and into the white moonlight. Her white fur glowed in an ethereal way beneath the moon, her paws carrying her in a steady pace back to her new home. His house was a large estate, with tons of wooded area, but now that they were closer to home, there was no point in hiding in the shadows. She turned her own illustrious, golden eyes towards him, to peek at him for just a moment. He was like a shadow, his long, well groomed black fur blending in perfectly with the night. He slipped silently and expertly between nature, and he twitched his ears at her, catching her watching him. She quickly looked away, and trotted away from him for a moment. She snorted to herself.        “You know, deep down, you belong here. So why do you keep denying it?” her wolf asked her, her voice soft but curious.        “Because, I feel like my life is over before it’s even had a chance to begin.” The thought of it almost made her want to cry. “I’m barely over eighteen, and here I am, being claimed by an Alpha. When do I get to do for me?” The more she thought about her new responsibilities, the more upset she became. “I just wanted a life before I had to settle down and be a Luna. It’s not that I wanted to run from my responsibilities, I just wanted a chance to be kind of reckless before I had to grow up.” A tear rolled from her eye, and she shook it off before the Alpha could see. She knew that one day, she’d have to be mated to an Alpha male, she just didn’t think it would have to be now. Her wolf understood her feelings, and remained silent.      By this point, she had made it back to his house, the size of it looming before her and she felt overwhelmed again. The Alpha came up behind her, feeling the waves of uncertainty rolling off of her like a coming storm. Part of him knew he was being hard on her, she was young, and he’d been an Alpha to his pack already for a few years. But he didn’t know how to be any other way, already mostly set in his ways. He wasn’t sure on how to be softer towards her, but he figured he would give it a try. He licked the top of her ear, trying to be reassuring.        “I promise, it’s not so bad, once you get used to it,” he gruffed.       “How do I be a good Luna to your pack if I know nothing about any of you?” She looked at him, her eyes full of confusion. “I know who you are as a title, I know where your pack is located and the history, as I am required to know. But I don’t know your people, I don’t know the first thing about you. How can you expect me to help you lead?” She shook her head. “Why would you want someone like me?”      “Do you not know of your bloodline?” he asked her, some what perplexed by her words.  “I understand the daunting task of being a leader, every leader goes through this. And the more time you spend here, you’ll pick up on everything in no time. But most, if not all, Alpha’s wanted you as their mate.” He remembered fighting for his right to lay his claim to her, but it never occurred to him that she might not know about it. She confirmed his thoughts with more of her confusion.        “I am from a large, but simple pack, there’s nothing spectacular about me, other than my unusual fur. I figured that was just a crazy birth defect or something.” Getting tired of her wolf form, and standing outside in the night, she shifted her body back into her human self, and instantly regretted doing so. The night air was so much cooler on her bare skin than it had been on her fur, and now that she was calmed down and not running off, she realized just how cool the night was. She heard his body c***k and pop, knowing he was turning into a man. He ran a hand through his black hair, his gold eyes running over her naked form.      “You really don’t know?” he asked, coming to stand in front of her. His nakedness had her shifting her eyes to anywhere but him, and she fidgeted with her hair. It was long enough that it covered her breast, hanging over her belly and down the length of her back, the moon turning her already light blond hair to a pale bluish-white. She herself had no problem with being naked, but she had never seen a man like him without clothes, his muscles rippling and flexing with this movement as he shifted on his feet in front of her, hiding nothing.     “What do I need to know?” she asked, stepping around him and walking into the house. Any shifters on guard adverted their eyes out of respect, and saluted their Alpha as they walked by.      “I can’t believe it,” he hissed, and she was slightly agitated with how drawn out this was getting to be.      “Can you please, tell me?” she asked. She stopped for a moment outside of his bedroom door as he walked in, still coming to terms that this was now her room too. She was expected to be a leader, a wife, a mother, and it was just too much for her to wrap her head around right now. But she knew she didn’t really have a choice anymore. She walked in, closing the door behind her, and quickly covered herself in a long-sleeved night dress, feeling good to be warm again. She heard him beckon her to the bed, and peeked to make sure he was dressed. Relieved that he was at least wearing boxers, she went and sat on her side of the bed.      “Do you at least know why your father had a bunch of Alpha males invited to his territory?” he asked her, not taking a chance with what she may or may not know.      “All I know is that it was a contest of some kind. That’s all anyone would tell me. I figured it was another tradition of sorts.” She shrugged her shoulders. He sighed, and laid back in the bed, sinking into the lush pillow top.     “It is somewhat of a tradition, I guess. I never really thought of it that way, other than a necessity to keep a strong bloodline. That day, I fought the other Alpha’s for you.” His statement took her by surprise and she looked at him, startled he would say such a thing. Her look said it all for him. “It’s true,” he continued, sitting up on his arm. “We were all fighting for you, for the chance to be your mate.”      “Why?!” she whispered a scream. “That makes absolutely no sense to me, it’s ridiculous. Why would any of you do that?” She knew that there was a ceremony of sorts between Alpha’s when it came to choosing a suitor for the Alpha’s daughter, but she had no idea they literally fought each other. Being a daughter to an Alpha, things like that weren’t really discussed with her. She realized that her bother probably knew, and felt a little hurt that he wouldn’t have kept her in the loop.      “That’s just how we determine who’s the strongest. Who can come out on top, that’s ultimately the stronger wolf. Strong wolves that are mated to women that come from a strong blood line, breed strong children. Who then one day lead our pack.” His muscular body flexed as he sat up, and she couldn’t help but notice. She shifted, trying to move as little as possible.      “That still doesn’t help me understand as to why I was so important,” she huffed at him.      “Your family is the only family we know of that has the closest connection to the moon goddess herself, and then you’re born with the whitest fur anyone has seen in centuries.” He looked at her with a pointed look, causing her to laugh at the absurdity.      “Wait, so you all think I’m special because of my fur?” she asked, her eyes wide in disbelief.      “I’d say that gives you grounds to be closer to the goddess herself than anyone else,” he shrugged. She thew her hands up for a second, feeling like she was caught in some weird dream.      “No, it really doesn’t! At what point did you all see me and decide I was some descendant of a goddess? To the moon goddess of all celestials?”      “It just makes sense, I guess,” he shrugged at her. “No one else we know of has the kind of fur you do. I don’t think you’ve seen yourself in the moonlight,” he told her, his voice lowering an octave, deep and husky. She tried to fight off the way he just made her feel, her belly hot and her ears felt like they were on fire. Her spine felt tight, and she had to refrain from jumping off of the bed when he scooted closer to her. She gulped, feeling like she was way in over her head. But what could she do? Her life was here now, next to him as his Luna.        “Might as well embrace it,” her wolf spoke, feeling restless. “Can’t you feel it?”       “Feel what?” she asked in return, knowing full well what her wolf was talking about.        “I know you feel the connection to him here,” her wolf purred, practically rubbing her body over the walls of her human mind like a cat. She shivered again, and he thought it was in response to his body being close to her. He was nuzzling her ear, placing tiny kisses here and there. Her stomach felt like there were a million butterflies in it, swirling in a storm. She let out a shaky breath, wanting so bad to deny a man she hardly knew, but her body was responding to him in such a natural way, she didn’t know how to stop it. You’re claimed by him, so why stop now? she figured to herself, and her wolf practically howled in agreement. He was leaving a trail of intensely hot kisses over her shoulder and down her shoulder blade, and she closed her eyes to enjoy it. He moved her hair to the side, draping it over her shoulder, the length of it cascading down like a blond silken waterfall, pooling over her leg. She exposed her neck to him, inviting him in more. She felt his chest rumble through her back as he held her close to him, a content sigh that turned into a seductive growl.      “You smell like a fresh winters night; crisp, refreshing air,” he murmured into her neck, nipping and nuzzling. “With a hint of pine trees.” The way he was talking to her while rubbing his hands over her body had her nerve endings on the fritz. She felt like she was slowly falling into a dream, not quite believing it was real, and yet hoping it was, while wondering if she should be doing any of this at all. It was normal in her world for wolves to mate soon after a claiming of any kind. They were quick and decisive, and for once she didn’t want to think about anything other than the way he was making her feel in this moment.      “You’re doing these things to me,” she whispered as he ran his hand between her thighs, and her breathed hitched into her throat, causing him to squeeze his hand. “That I never would have imagined.”      “You mean you’ve never fantasized about any of this? About anyone?” he asked her, somewhat disbelieving. He pulled her into his lap, nuzzling the side of her boob, wishing she hadn’t put the nightgown on.      “I just didn’t think it would be this intense,” she sighed, leaning her head against his shoulder. “I didn’t know I could feel like this.” Her words caused him to chuckle, and she lifted her head to give him a look.      “I keep forgetting that you’re younger than me,” he explained.      “I didn’t think four years was a big difference,” she slightly huffed.      “It is for me. I’ve had quite a few extra experiences than you. For example,” he breathed, his warm breath on her shoulder making her shiver, and he fondled her boob with a hot, yet gentle hand. Her eyes widened and she looked at him in surprise for a moment, and caught him grinning at her. She bit her lip, and softly moaned. “I know what parts of you to touch,” he whispered. He started playing with her n****e, and she unknowingly leaned towards him, responding to his fingers. “I know how to touch you.” She moved her hips in his lap, and she realized she could feel him poking into her rear, but all it did was turn her on. What is happening to me? she thought hazily.        “Your Alpha is physically staking his claim,” her wolf howled, delighted.        “You are awfully excited, for someone who’s trapped in my head right now.” She could feel her wolf get edgy, pacing and yipping in her head.        “I’m waiting for you to accept his claim as a human so his wolf can claim me,” she panted, and it dawned on her that her wolf was waiting for her to mate as a human, so she could finally meet his wolf, and mate as wolves. Her cheeks blushed crimson red, and he picked up on it.      “Is your wolf as impatient with you, as mine is with me?” he asked heatedly, grinding his hips against her plump butt. “I can smell the excitement.” Her cheeks burned hot, and she thought she was going to combust. “Tell me,” he growled out, gripping her hips to hold her down even more, and she felt like she was going to meld into him. She could only imagine the hormones they were giving off, and hoped anyone close enough to smell their arousal would ignore them. She turned to face him, and he moved her so she was straddling his lap. The pressure from between his legs made it harder for her to speak.     “She want’s me to hurry up and have s*x with you, so that she can mate with your wolf,” she panted, barely getting the words out as he thrust his hips into her while holding her down on his lap. Their noses barely touched, his hands holding tight to her hips, her delicate fingers gently caressing his face, both of their eyes half closed. She felt his chest rumble in a chuckle, his hot breath washing over her face. He smelled like fresh earth that had been rained on, and she heard her wolf groan in anticipation.      “I think that can be arranged,” he growled delightfully, and reached up for a kiss. His lips were warm, and she felt like he had ignited the spark in her stomach even further. Her whole body flared up in an intense, sensational, slow burning ache that felt like it was going to consume her before they were even started. She moaned into the kiss, and he responded by growling softly and swiftly moving her body underneath his. With one fluid motion, he scooped his hand under her night dress, ran his hand up under her back, and before she knew it he had expertly removed her nightgown, leaving her chest vulnerable and body bare. Her wolf howled louder than she had ever heard it before, knowing her animal was just as turned on as she was, but unable to take control of anything yet.      “Can you hear her?” the young woman breathed, hardly a coherent thought left as he flicked her n****e with his warm tongue, before engulfing it entirely in his mouth and sucking delicately.      “I can’t, but he can,” he whispered, his mouth now on her neck. She leaned into him, wanting more. “He’s going crazy inside, and becoming impossible to ignore.” She hadn’t noticed when he slipped off his boxers, but she noticed when he started pushing his hardened length against her. The heat from him sent her senses into a frenzy, ignited by the new feeling of his skin against hers. Her Alpha gently rubbed himself against her, capturing her soft lips with another deep, heated kiss. She dared to gently bite his bottom lip, and he growled, hardly able to keep control anymore. Without warning, he growled again and pushed himself into her, slick from rubbing himself over her sensitive areas, and she gasped. He held onto her, supporting her arched back, feeling her surprise.      “It’s okay, it’s going to hurt a little at first,” he spoke softly into her ear, and she chuckled.     “I know, it’s just,” she stopped for a second, and he gazed into her sunrise-yellow eyes. “I kind of like it,” she blushed. He moaned and buried his face into her neck, thrusting his hips deeper into her, making her groan in pleasure between her teeth.      “You are going to send me over the edge,” he whispered, his words shooting a tingle down her spine. She clenched herself around him, slowly bringing her legs up to rest on the sides of his back. He growled loudly and thrusted his hips again, drawing out a low and satisfied groan from her mouth. The moonlight filtering in through his windows illuminating her pale skin like flawless marble, her blond hair pooled carelessly over the pillow, spilling out down the sides and lit up in the moonlight, casting silvery hues against his dilated eyes. His black hair was disheveled, and his golden eyes were bright, like he was a god of the sun, the light captured in his eyes. He gazed down at his mate, the thought of her being bound to him for life sending a shiver up his spine. Dipping his head down, he nuzzled his nose and mouth into the small hallow right above her collar bone, taking a deep breath as he ravished his mate. Her small moans and sighs of pleasure continued to rile him up, the Alpha wolf in his head begging to take over. Her own wolf was howling loudly, their animals selves ready to take over and mate for themselves.        “Give her to me!” his wolf snarled, loosing his patience.        “In time, you impatient bastard,” he chuckled, and she took a moment from her pleasure to look at him with a puzzled look.     “I’m going to have to move this along,” he sighed, kissing the hallow above her collar bone, drawing out a pleased sigh.      “I don’t think either of them is very patient,” she breathed, drawing a smile to her face.     “They defiantly won’t be after I mark you,” he whispered, and felt her tense up in anticipation. Her muscles that were wrapped around his length tightened, and he softly snarled into her warm skin and gently bit down on her skin, piercing the skin just enough to bring pleasurable pain. The intensity of it had her whole body tighten, and he couldn’t bear it any longer. He dove into her, again and again, until he had her moaning his name, and growling against his chest for more. Biting her again, he clenched on a little harder, bringing her to the brink of her c****x before settling down again. She snarled into his chest, knowing exactly what he was doing.      “My turn,” she growled playfully, and sunk her teeth into her mate’s shoulder. In her frenzy and almost c****x, she let her teeth elongate into her canine teeth, loosing partial control of the wolf that was going insane inside of her. He snarled loudly with pleasure, and dipped his face down to bite her again, his own canine’s sinking into her skin. Amidst the intensity of their c****x, they solidified their bond as a mated pair, and for a moment, the world was pure euphoric, pleasurable bliss. They could hear each other’s wolves for a moment, their minds touching just enough that the wolves on the inside could see each other, howling in unison, his night black fur silhouetted against her brilliant white. In that moment, everything was perfect, the real world fell away, and she felt she could stay with him like that forever. Existing both in their human bodies and wolf forms, his Alpha wolf stalked behind his mate, half panting, half growling, his eyes bright and crazed with lust. Already anticipating her mate, her wolf lowered herself to the ground, tail aside, and he mounted her without hesitation.      When their wolves were done, they separated, in both mind and body, and they laid at the bottom of the bed, panting hard. She felt blissfully spent, loving the way she felt held against his body as he trailed his fingers across her arm.      “I never knew anyone could make me feel that way,” she said lazily, closing her eyes and sighing contently. He cuddled her closer and breathed in her scent, intoxicated by it.      “And I’m the only one who can make you feel this way,” he breathed into her hair, his wolf whining. He had his mate in their mind-space, but he wanted her for real now.      “Is your wolf whining in your head like mine is?” she asked, beating him to the same question he was going to ask her. He smiled, and grabbed her in a quick kiss. He could feel her heart quicken beneath her skin, and knew she could feel their bond deepening. He caught her staring at the mark she left on him, and looked at his own handy work. What he didn’t expect was the mark that was left on his mates flawless skin, adding to her already stunning beauty. In place of his bite was the magic of their moon goddess, a perfectly round full moon, faintly and delicately shinning illustriously in the light of the moon that shone through his bedroom. It looked so perfect and pure, it nearly took his breath away. He never thought he would lay eyes on something so beautiful, or on someone who was made just for him.      “It’s the most beautiful full moon I’ve ever seen,” he whispered, and kissed her forehead.      “Your’s is a new moon,” she chuckled. “As black as a fresh tattoo.” She traced her finger over the mark she placed there, and he shivered with delight under her touch.      “How do you know what a fresh tattoo looks like?” he questioned, sitting up to look at her. “The only thing on your body is the mark I just gave you.” She smiled at him.     “I don’t have a tattoo,” she giggled, sitting up to gaze into his eyes. They were like gold coins basking in the sun. “My brother has a few, and I was there for a few of them.” She booped him on the nose and rolled out of his bed. Our bed, she thought happily. Had she known he would have made her feel this way before hand, she would have spent less time trying to run off and more time in his bed. She blushed at the thought and her wolf laughed.        “It’s normal to feel this elated. The bond between us both as mates has solidified.” She stretched her hands towards the ceiling, pulling any kinks in her muscles out. She let out a content sigh and caught him staring at her, so she seductively stretched down to her feet, showing her rear to her mate who growled a warning.      “Careful, mate, you’re going to start round two, and then the wolves are coming out to play.” She straddled his lap again, nipping at his mark, and he groaned in her ear. She felt him harden almost instantly, knowing he was being fueled by his wolf, just like she was.      “I’m counting on the wolves to come out and play,” she whispered in his ear, and before he could respond, she leapt off his lap and out of his reach, laughing as she ran down the hall and out the door, no longer caring about their nudity. She heard him follow, his hardy laughter filling her heart. She shifted into her wolf, her white fur a shade of brilliant orange as the sun peeked over the horizon, shining between clouds and trees. His black fur soaked up the sunlight, reflecting back in such a contrast, and for a moment all she could do was stare. But her wolf was in control now, and with a short yip she called for her mate to follow, and both wolves disappeared into the woods, howling for one another as a newly mated pair.