Fire and Ice

Welcome Home *Extended*

Came the husky baritone of Oliver through our mental connection.

I couldn't help the frown that made it's self known on my features, I obviously were engrossed with my own thoughts that I allowed someone to sneak up on me unannounced. Bad enough I hadn't caught his scent until now, it was just my luck that I permitted my shadow walker beast time to roam their new territory. I didn't want to deal with explaining everything right at this moment.

Snapping my head up as I rested my back against the cold tiled wall heavily.

I watched Ollie as he surveyed every inch of my second floor quarters, a low whistle leaving his full lips, as he preparatory to head in my direction.

"If I didn't know better, I'd think my father loved you more than I" Oliver spoke no hint of distain, jealousy or hurt, just plain facts.

I didn't bother speaking as I watched his heated gaze roam my body from the other side of the glass walls.

Oliver Harrison, a twenty three year old epic sculpture of a man who stood at six feet nine inches tall, his skin a golden tan that looked like caramel.

His deep, brown chocolate hair that was usually long enough to tie up in a man bun, was now a short fade with slight waves at the top. His eyes the color of liquid Silver that glistened like mercury.

I loved Ollie's thick eye brows and full lips the most, his jawline was prominent giving his face such a chiseled look. Oliver had long lashes that put most girls lashes to shame. His nose although slightly wide bridged, it was also sharp in all the right ways.

His adams apple jutted out from his throat, earning him big time brownie points as I had a "thingy" for guys with prominent adams apples. Ollie's ears had pointed peaks making him look even more regal, his ears were undisturbed by piercings, making them that much more delectable when sucking.

I couldn't help let a grunt of appreciation slip pass my lips as I continued my unabashed assault on Olivers physic.

Even though he was fully clothed I knew he was packing an eight pack. Oliver wasn't buff by any means, nonetheless his more tall, slender physique held muscle and soft curves in all the right areas just like his ass perky and firm.

I loved that Ollie's indigenous culture shone through giving his Alaskan Athabaskans an air of superiority.

I believed Michaelangelo hand chiseled Oliver for me to admire in all it's admirable glory. Even if he was a little rough-around-the-edges.

"If you continue to stare at me amorously, we're going to be extremely late for breakfast"

I barely heard Oliver speak as I mumbled "huh?" in reply.

My hands slid down from my hair which I had been running my fingers through for wayyyyy to long. I let my hands glide over my breast, although I wasn't blessed with huge kahuna's evidently I got the short end of the stick. My boobs were a somewhat medium/small if that was even a thing....

Plus side was not having to deal with the weight that accompanied large breast during training sessions, or the aches and pains some woman get when out running. Since I was a highly active werewolf who trained on a daily, ran for hours non stop as well as other extensive outdoor physical sports I counted my self lucky. However what I lacked in that regard I made up for generously with my pear-heart shaped ass. I let my fingers roam even lower at this point until they slid over my flat belly, before continuing to rest at my sides.

"The girls are making breakfast and Skyla told me to let you know she's invited a few of our pack mates along?" Oliver looked to me questioningly as if waiting for my refusal. His voice coming out all thick, breathy and husky all at once.

"Ahh yeah. okay" I mumbled back disinterested

At this point Oliver had already reached the glass door his hands wrapped tightly about the handles.

"I brought these too. I thought you'd need to change into something" I barely comprehened as he motioned his head in the direction of my bed.

"Hmm"

I could feel Oliver laughing at me through out mental link yet I was still oblivious to what he was chattering on about. My mind seemed to be stuck on admiring this beautiful specimen of a man.

"I think you've had enough. come. hop out"...

I frowned not registering his words as he spoke.

My desire was thick in the air both sweet like Himalayan honey causing an influx of intoxication. Which always happened when my Kermode Bear was close to surfacing her own lust was at it's peak. On the off hand so was my Artic wolfs snowy, dew musk furthermore mingled with my own. A more heady musk with an undertone of something that resembled the scent of a sweet pea flower unique to only myself. I were practically drowning in my own delectable desire.

Oliver stood still as a statue. Muscles bunching as his veins stood thick along his corded arms. Obviously he too was feeling the effects of my smell, I were struggling for breath as I crossed my legs trying to mask my need for Oliver. At the same time I were failing miserably and my frustration showed as I moaned outwardly from the pit of my belly.

"Oliver" I growled up at him. Obviously that was all the push he needed. Ollie yanked off his navy blue dress shirt before unbuckling his denim jeans, I vaguely watched as he pulled them off with a harsh tug. Before opening and closing the doors behind him. "I can spare a few minutes before your home becomes an over crowded mess with wolves" although I understood his earnestness I really just wanted him to touch me.

Loosing my patience I reached up to hook a hand around the back of Olivers neck pulling him in for a deep kiss, as soon as our mouths found one another, I felt another soul searing moan escaped me. Oliver sought out my tongue with his own, I was beyond excited now, I sucked on his tongue with much vigor, I let him fill my mouth, as I filled his with my tongue taking turns as our tongues intertwined together. Our kiss was deep and hungry that our teeth crashed against each other a few times.

I could feel his harden p***s pressed against my hot belly, I was cuming I could feel my desire running down my inner thighs. That was until I felt Oliver walking me to the far left corner of the bathroom as he pushed down on my shoulders motioning me to sit. The next thing I knew he had thrown my legs wide as he rested in-between the warmth of my inner thighs. Oliver nestle his head at my core. His tongue flicked over my hood before he licked me again with the flat of his tongue. I let a groan escape me as he continued to lap at my inner labia walls, my hips began to rock forward as he deepened his long licks against my core. Oliver used the tip of his tongue as he massaged my c******s, causing me buck more wildly against his perfect face. The intense pressure kept building as Ollie kept up his attack on my womanhood, I was nearing a great earth shattering organism.

"Three years" Oliver managed to breath out "Three...fucking....years"

I couldn't help feel a pang of guilt as I heard Ollie hiss out as he continued his assault on my wet cunny.

I ached not only from pleasure but from heart ache, as Oliver kept on ranting as he tasted my core.

"Did you...ever...think...about how I would....feel" a hint of anger and hurt spiked though our mental link, yet he refused to let go of my overly throbbing core. I knew Oliver wanted me to answer him, I understood he needed an explanation. But now I guess was not the time.

My hips quickened their pace, my fingers locked in his wet hair, I was starting to loose my cool.

"Oliverrrrr" was all I could muster in a rushed string of unspent frustration.

Ollie pulled back looking up at me from where he knelt on the floor, his eyes were completely black orbs no hint of silver to be seen.

"Don't you dare Oliver me! You left me. for three fucken years Bloom" He was mad. well and truly mad, coupled with a full blown lust frenzy.

I felt the mental slap clear as day as I flinched at his words, I was stunned yet all I could do was look down at him like a deer caught in the headlights. I know he was hurting. I hurt the entire three years that I had been gone, but I had my reasons. What kind of person would I be if I never left a window of opportunity wide open for Olivers Mate. Did I want to be a home wrecker? the talk of the clan? Could I live with myself if I claimed his mark for myself? Maybe I could, but maybe only if I knew his mate was perhaps already dead somewhere in the world. Did that thought make me a heartless b***h? who knew, maybe? perhaps I should have given into Oliver's incessant begging to become his mate while we were in the throws of our heated passionate love making in the past. I shook my head inwardly, did it make it right for me to stake my claim to him? deep down I knew it wasn't fair. Although I knew it weren't uncommon knowledge that Werewolves denounce their fated mates. Although it hurt wolves for a period of time the pain however did lessen over time, before fully disappearing altogether. Obviously you had to refuse your mate upon meeting them for the first time, and before the mating ceremony happened over a full moon......Shit was this selfishness fair to MY MATE also? just maybe he too walked this earth, or maybe he didn't. Either way my actions would have still held firm.

I'd given Oliver three full f*****g years in hopes to be mated by the time I returned home. This was me being kind. That was me letting him go. Loving Oliver was and is the best thing that ever happened to me. Even now I hurt but I knew my actions were sincere. And if Olivers Mate were to show up on my door step I would do everything in my power to make sure she knew where she stood in Olivers life. I gave him three years to seek out his Mate but nooooo here we were semi arguing in the shower together.

"You're obviously not listening to me pup" Oliver spat out vehemently anger now clear on his face.

"Three years Bloom, no text, no call, no email, no letter, just a big f**k you" Anger rolled off of Oliver in waves which to my shoddy nerves only seemed to encourage my wonton need that throbbed incessantly. If I were a normal person even a normal werewolf I should be worried for my safety. I would be very cautious of my surroundings, being this close to Ollie while he was in this crazy haze meant he was a force to be reckoned with, his alpha bloodline rearing its true Supremacy.

Oliver pulled me to my feet flipping me so that my ass was flush to his hips. I moaned as he roughly lift up my right leg to rest high upon the bench, giving him access to my core from behind. Oliver yanked my waist back towards his groin, as he held his thick c**k in his hand rubbing it against my wet opening. Olivers freehand ran up my back urging me to bend forward at the hips, I slammed both of my hands out in front of me to brace myself for Oliver as he readied himself to push up inside my cunt. So much pleasure sizzled and zapped as my walls cradled his enlarged p***s within me. There was nothing delicate about this coupling. Oliver was hungry and so was I, our dance was hard, it was fast, and it was brutal as we grounded against each other. The harshness of wet flesh slapping against flesh in cadence was sending me over the edge. Oliver pushed even deeper as he f****d me. My breath mingled with his and the thickness of the steam that was produced from the hot shower spray. My heart almost tapping out of tune as I was completely overstimulated. Both of my soul beast whined in the back of my mind as they too felt needy.

"Three years Bloom.... for that I will take what I am owed" was all I managed to hear as Oliver lift and spread my ass cheeks wider so that my body was accommodating his full girth, slamming into me so that he was balls deep inside of me. I screamed as I felt the onslaught of his p***s slamming against my womb over and over again as he continued to fill me completely with his hot semen, not once but three times before for he pulled out of me so abruptly making me shudder as I immediately felt cold from the lack of our bodies connecting.

Just as I was about to drop to my knees Oliver turned me in his grasp, picking me up before sliding back into me as I wrapped my legs about his hips. I let him have his fill not only because I owed him this much. But because I wanted this too. I couldn't get enough as I rode him hard under the hot jetty spray. It was only until after Oliver had finished emptying himself of his burning seed inside me did he let his manhood slide from my embrace, my body suddenly felt limp and exhausted from our bed sport. Oliver noticed as he continued to hold me in his arms as he washed both of our bodies clean of our bodily fluids. Before he pushed open the glass door, and turned off the shower, as he stepped out Oliver wrapped me in a big white plush spa towel drying me off. He grabbed another towel but smaller and wrapped it over my hair before he picked up a towel for himself to dry off.

"Welcome home Bloom" Oliver grunted out as he kissed my forehead tenderly before he turned on his heels to pick up his clothes and dress in silence.

This gave me a chance to collect myself as I made quick work of drying myself completely. I had been zoning out way to much this morning which had to stop right now. I'm sure this was also why Oliver was getting frustrated with me. I needed to be present.

"Hay Oliver. thank you" I put a bright bubbly tone in my voice so he knew I was acknowledging his presence. Olly threw me a look over his shoulder questioningly.

I threw my head in the direction of the shower as I slipped on a white pair of Calvin Klein underwear in front of him. Obviously my clean change of clothes was what Oliver had been nattering on about earlier. "Thanks for the gift" I said with warmth lacing my tone. Ollie smiled a smile that reached his sparkling silver eyes.

"I'd give you that gift any time of the week all you have to do is ask" with that we continued to dress in silence. Quite ironic really although both Oliver and I had seen each other naked almost our whole entire lives, my home left no room for the simple things like dressing in peace behind closed doors. Not that I was shy about my body, and nor was Oliver but when couples argued where were they supposed to walk off to slamming doors behind themselves. I winced at my train of thought Oliver and I were not and never will be a *Couple*

Thankful for the clothes that Ollie brought up to me as I yanked on a pair of grey track pants, as I hurriedly threw on the white sports bra. I left off the white t-shirt as I preferred the feel and comfort of the overly large matching grey Hoodie against my skin.

"I forgot to mention, my dad gave the lot of us the day off" Oliver said as he finished off dressing.

"Okay cool. but I have to catch up with him after breakfast for a few hours" Alpha Ethan expected to see me in action to show him what I was capable of before I ended up spilling the beans to his son about where and what I had been up to these past years.

"The point of a day off.... is literally just that a fucken day off Bloom" I could feel his annoyance through our shared link.

I didn't want to argue I just wanted him to live in the moment. "Mmmhhhh...can you smell that, I smell waffles, eggs and bacon...Uhhhh come to think of it I'm starving" with that I took up Olivers hand pulling him along with me, at the same time ditching the towel that sat atop my noggin throwing it across the expanse of the room before towing us down the stairs hurriedly.

"Hold up. What cha trying to do snap my blimm'in neck" I threw Ollie an apologetic look as we rounded the bottom of the stairs walking the small distance to the breakfast nook. "Sorry" I beamed an apology his way.

"About time you two....shesh I thought I would never hear the end of Sky blabbering on about some hot human twins she bumped into at one of the local clubs." Sky in question slapped her spatula on Nats rounded bottom.

"Hold your tongue dog" Skyla said sweetly as she winked seductively at Nat who in return just poked out her said tongue as she focused on procuring the jug of Orange juice.

"Show us the grub" I chirped up rubbing my hands together in anticipation as I pulled up a stool to plop myself on, snatching up a strawberry in the process dipping it in the chocolate sauce that sat beside the bowl of strawberries.

"All thanks to Maria for stocking up your cupboards...she's a keeper that she-wolf" Nat blurted out as she placed a few plates stacked with Waffles and pancakes.

"Mommy dearest! I want a house maid...I want one nowwwww" Skyla whined like a pup straight out of kindergarten. "A big fluffy kitty to boot" I just shook my head at her antics.

"You really shouldn't make fun of my Muqīn" I said to Skyla's back as she made quick work of finishing up the scrambled eggs.

Maria wasn't my biological mother. s**t she wasn't even allowed to show any sort of motherly instincts towards me orders of our alpha. Yet Maria didn't give a damn. in her eyes what he couldn't see behind my Jingshi walls did not concern him not one bit. Maria and her Mate Hudson were a more seasoned married couple, who couldn't have their own pups. Alpha Ethan thought that giving me to them as a small infant would help with their recovery of loosing their own pup twenty three years ago. Hudson & Maria lived with me in my Jingshi teaching me, educating me, loving me fully and irrevocably watching me grow the two of them treated me nothing less than their own blooded pup. Because of them I grew up to know what love felt like! I knew how to give love while also receiving love. Because of their compassionate nature towards me I knew what compassion was. I grew up with a kind and caring heart, I was taught to know the difference between right and wrong. I grew up knowing what having parents felt like, they were why I were so confidant in myself. My Fuqīn was why I were so versed in battle, although he wasn't Alpha Ethan's Beta, Hudson wasn't less rewarding of the said title, had Maria and Hudson not lost their pup so early and succumbed to a grief so strong that it was almost crippling he would have accepted the title long ago. Even after potentially recovering Hudson still refused the position, deciding to devot his every waking hour towards Maria and secretly towards myself.

Hudson's loyalty was to his little family first and foremost, he trained both my mind and body at a young age. Hudson's training was raw, it was brutal, nothing short of being ruthless, his methods were without measure, leaving no room for error. Hudson trained as if he were in battle mode, every single day was his as if it were his last.

Hudson always told me that because I was an orphan some of the pups within our pack would use that small bit of information to their advantage to try harm me. He were always five steps ahead of me, never wanting me to be picked on or never incapable to stand tall on my own two feet.

"BLOOMMMMmmm"

My body tensed as the thunderous yells pulled me from my thoughts, shaking my head I looked out the door as I seen a bunch of my pack members making their way towards us. I frowned inwardly, my home was not a residents that I allowed company within it's vicinity or walls. Taking a deep breath, today was obviously an exception.

I noticed a few faces, Lilly, Jase and Hannah a couple I had never met perhaps they were Mates to a few of the people I knew or they were somewhat new to our clan.

I recognized the scent of Jackson before I even seen his face pop into view since he was lurking in the back of the crowd. My wolf howled in excitement at his arrival, she missed Jackson a lot being best friends and all anyone would have thought that our wolves were crafted from the same spirit.

"Hay guys...uhhh how's it going?" I called out a bit shaky, not sure if I was ready to be grilled by my friends....wait were they still classed as friends if you haven't spoked to each other in what three years? I was sure this classed as acquaintances.

I noticed Oliver looking at me cautiously as if wondering what was going on through that thick skull of mine.

"Come. hurry. the foods getting cold" I bellowed doing my best to curb Olivers concerned look.

Everyone exchanged a few hugs, a few pecks on the cheeks and hand shakes, while Nat and Sky filled the table with an array of dishes.

I shook hands with the three new faces to our clan who happened to be Mates to Lilly, Jase and Hannah all of who brought gifts as a welcome present.

"Dig in children momma made plenty to go around" Sky called as she took up her seat to my left while Oliver sat to my right. Jackson sat opposite me with Nat to his left, everyone crowded about the table as they ripped into display of food.

Before I knew it my home was filled with laughter, joy, happiness and love I could smell it all, my home felt so thick with the scents wafting about the place. My friends cracking up in fits of laughter enjoying each others company, this made my heart constrict and highly overwhelmed.

"It's good to have you home Bloom" came Jacksons deep husky voice. I looked up just as I shoveled a mouthful of waffles into my mouth, maple syrup drizzling down the side of my mouth. "Yeah I'm stoked to be home" I slurped the golden liquid up, knowing I looked slightly savage.

"Home IS where the heart is?" I looked at him with a cuizzical expression on my face. Why did it just feel like Jacksons declaration sound more like a question. I shook my head as I loaded my fork with scrambled eggs before I piled it into my mouth. Jackson stared right back with a comical guise plastered on his own with a grin that reached his eyes.

"Uhhh yeah" I mumbled out incoherently "so things have been good?" I asked nodding his head "Define good?" I almost let a snort slip past my nose. I were about to reply however Jack continued "Life has been.....good for some" Jackson's eyes scanned the mates of Hannah, Jase and Lilly his actions were fast and fleeting where you'd never catch the glance with normal human eyes. "Other than that our pack is fabulous"

I washed my food down with a glass of juice "I have a present for you Jackie Boy but you'll have to collect later on as it still hasn't arrived yet." I retorted, I understood his meaning well to be frank so did Nat, Oliver and Skyla between the five of us we ranging between the ages of twenty and twenty three and still unmated. Although there were lots of other pack members older than us who hadn't found their mates yet but between our friends click we were the odd ducks in the pond. Some pack mates found their TRUE mate or soul mate as soon as they come of age which was eighteen.

I felt a little remorseful, I knew deep down my friends envied no they yearned for such a relationship, imagine growing up throughout generations after generation being told a history that was so ingrained into the very makeup of the core essence that makes us Werewolves. That each of us has a mate that will make us fully and irrevocably whole, that our two hearts would pulse as one and that our souls would complete the other. That our mate was designed to be our destiny, a gift bestowed to us from the moon godess. Such was the story we all learned as pups in school.

Breakfast went along swimmingly, while I ate my fill alongside everyone else. I also learnt that Rose who was Jase's mate was from the Hive Clan also known as Washington DC the Hive Clan spent the majority of their time mingling and living among the humans due to the fact that Washington DC is renowned for their hustle & bustle regarding military installations, research facilities, civilian contractors and the like making Washington DC high a tech savvy city. Clans would go through this route specifically if a sept needed discretion due to classified informantion or if someone was going solo or undercover. Therefore if one proposed they required high tech weapons or intel then naturally those guilds would deal with the Hive Clan unless one had their own source of intellectual intelligence.

Jase & Rose met three years ago, while he were on a recon to extract personnel with a few of our pack members. I wonder if Rose was who Jase rescued? and if so why? was she someone of importance? Jase didn't exactly disclose any details. So assuming he were either keeping me in the dark for his own personal reasons or he assumed I had already been debriefed by alpha Ethan, after pondering over these few facts briefly I decided to let it go for now.

Both Hannah and Lilly's partner Coby an Nick were from the same house called the Yetty Clan which was based in Southern Germany, Bravia. This clan didn't get their name Yetty clan for no reason, both men & woman towered six foot easy, their build was thick and durable. The majority of the clan grew out their hair which was always traditionally adored with gems, coins and ribbons. Wearing mostly animal hides that were thickly layered. While it was an easy mistake for humans to think that this group of werewolves in their human form were actual Yetty during the height of Winter when caught roaming about the mountains hunting. There weren't a back story to those two men as of yet. Inwardly I stocked this tid bit of information away, from what I could gather Hannah and Lilly both attended last years annual "Mate inauguration" this ceremony is held on the last full moon of every year, whereby hosted alongside a different clan yearly even rogues were to attend and given extra protection by the alpha of said clan that the "Mate Inauguration" was to take place. This was to support their clan if a member was to be mated with a rouge, normally if a clan member was mated with a rogue they were given two options the member could leave with his or her fated mate or the rogue could join their house, the later was the usual choice.

After chatting with Jackson I was informed that although he had been out searching for his Mate yet failed numerous times. He'd even attended every inauguration ceremony and came up empty. While he also gave me the low down about taking on a lot of my roles while I was away, which I already knew but for the others benefit he mentioned it anyway. Me being me, I obviously played long as if I was none the wiser. Had Alpha Ethan expressed wholeheartedly that I was to keep my distance to a zero, regarding my whereabouts which was imperative that the clan and my friends were left out of the loop. However Jackson took it upon himself to hunt me down through his own contacts. We meet a few times, where Jack did work for me in regions I wasn't able to enter. While I provided Jackson with vital intel he were unable to ever obtain.