Just Being Wolfy Ch. 01

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Just Being Wolfy

I heard the voice of reason inside me; inside my poor numb soul. I looked back, blinking back the stubborn tears, I knew, it was time to let it go but my heart was so willful. Though bleeding profusely, it continued to cling to the very existence of my being. I didn't know what to do. Is there anything that meant more than this? Oh, all the time I've spent, those beautiful hopes and dreams I've long for, all gone in a blink of an eye. It seemed so surreal. Was this a nightmare? Will I ever wake up from this painful slumber?

I blinked again, fighting back the stubborn tears that seemed intent on betraying me. Jerry stared at me, a mixture of emotions swirled on his handsome face as he tried to read my thoughts. I glared at him.

"Isn't it enough Jerry?" I snapped, "Why are you trying to get into my thoughts?"

He had the decency to blush. Darn it. He looked so handsome. I could feel a lump pitted in my throat.

"I -- I wanted to make sure that you're OK," he replied, his hand held out to touch me but I took a step back, making a defined distance even if only a feet away. "I'm sorry Cie-cie, you know that I didn't have a choice in this matter. The Council has decided about it,"

I snarled at him. Furious and broken at the same time when I heard he called me with his favourite pet name. "Don't call me Cie-cie anymore," my voice crumbled. "Don't make this anymore difficult that it already is,"

I didn't know what made him do it. Perhaps it was my tears that streamed down my pale face or perchance the way my hair looped down long and curly on my shoulders, the way he liked it. He closed the gap between us and hugged me, enveloping me into his warm strong body; he showered little kisses on my teary-faced cheeks that left me shudder in anticipation. He was about to move to my full lips when reality dawned upon me. I pushed him away. He staggered back, shocked at such force I used on him. "You're not mine anymore," I murmured, "Not mine..." I couldn't take it anymore. The love of my life was being ripped away from me as time passes. This very minute, I was certain that Fiorelle Andashman was pampering herself, making herself pleasantly ready to be one with Jerry.

"I love you Gracielle Trina Thorn," he whispered, pain and longing was saturated in his voice. He closed the gap and hugged me again. This time I didn't push him away as I hugged him tighter and closer, unwilling for the time to tick pass us. I love him. I love my alpha but he wasn't mine to love.

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"What did Jerry want?" a curious voice startled me from behind. I looked back as Haylie Rose Thorn approached me and helped me with the flower arrangements on the sacred floor. This floor -- this chamber was where Jerry Hynes Thorn, the 23-year-old alpha, will be united with eighteen-year-old Fiorelle under the blessing of the Council and the pack's watchful eyes. Around us, the others were busy preparing and decorating the chamber. A few of the girls including me were assigned by Michael Thorn -- the pack's third in command, to put fresh beautiful flowers on the stone poles surrounding the chamber. It was Fiorelle's request to have a "flowery" union. Ugh. The bride-to-be.

"Nothing," I lied as I continued to tie the flowers and hung them on the poles in a pattern like on a Christmas candy cane.

"Don't lie to me Gracielle," Haylie retorted angrily, she didn't like to be lied upon. "I saw Jerry earlier and he wasn't in his good mood. He practically thrashed his office earlier,"

I sighed. I knew that there was no way to deny Haylie the truth. "He said he loved me," I whispered quietly. Haylie was the only one who I trusted with the secret. Romance between an alpha and an alpha's in-command's daughter were frowned upon by the Council. They didn't believe in interbreeding, it wasn't forbidden but it was best to avoid such circumstances. The pack had five in-commands. My father was the second-in-command and was very proud of it. Jerry, the alpha, had just ascended the alpha duties a year ago after his father had died in a war which had ended to the Thorn Pack's victory. "I love him Haylie," I whispered again, pain ebbed in my heart, "It pains me to do all of this," I said throwing the flowers back into the cardboard box.

Haylie hugged me sympathetically. "The Council..." she whispered into my ear, feeling my pain. "Why didn't Jerry cancel the union? It's tomorrow for crying out loud! Is he a stupid chicken or a wolf?" she released me, she felt sorry to me.

"He can't," I whispered back, I tried to control my voice so that the other wouldn't hear the pain and hatred in it. "Andashman Pack would have waged a war with us for disgracing their Princess and breaking the oath, have you forgotten Haylie?"

Haylie frowned, "This is why I don't like arranged unions, it's too complicated and too old-fashioned,"

"Do not worry Haylie," I tried to make a cheery voice, "I will be OK, I should have known though, our relationship wouldn't have made it anywhere, I think it is best if it's ended early,"

She hugged me again. "Be strong Gracielle,"

"Gracielle," a rough voice called suddenly, "Daughter, your mother calls for you," Alexander Trina Thorn said. His physique was an air of confidence and tranquility.

Haylie released me. "Go on," she said to me as she took the box from my hands. "I'll finish up the decorating for you,"

"Thank you Haylie," I murmured to her as I looked at my father and then followed him.

We went out from the chamber. A long corridor stretched ahead of us. The walls were filled with an array of priceless paintings collected. The mahogany floor was covered with lush luxurious carpet. As we walked together back to our home quarter in the vast Thorn Manor, the lower ranks of the pack bowed their heads to us in respect as they carried boxes filled with things needed for the sacred ceremony tomorrow. The air was filled with excitement and adrenaline pumped up to the maximum.

"I am needed to go to the Alpha Quarter and attend a pack's meeting about tomorrow's function," my father said suddenly, "You will go and see your mother, stay out of trouble, all right Gracielle?" I smiled at him; I was of course his mischievous only daughter. I couldn't blame him for being worried about me, I love to have fun and run around the forest around the manor in my wolf form and yes, I admit, I do sometimes am a magnet for trouble.

I chuckled as I remembered that there was one time, a year ago, when Haylie and I sprinted all over the land and I ended up trapped in an abandoned hole dug some years back. The whole event left me with a broken leg. Haylie had howled for help. Jerry had come to my rescue and that was when I had fallen in love to him. I bit my lip at that thought. I shook my head, as if wanting to erase that memory away.

"Gracielle?" my father asked again, snapping my attention back to him.

I nodded. My throat felt dry to answer. "I'll behave,"

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Elizabeth Trina Thorn waved a figure-hugging pink sleeveless dress at my face the minute I stepped into our home quarter. Our home was furnished as lavish and as luxurious as the ones in Jerry's quarter even though his was definitely grander than ours.

"Mom," I wailed, "A dress?! This is why you told Dad to drag me here?"

"It's your dress for tomorrow," Mother said excitedly as she gave the dress to me. "Try it on,"

I shook my head. "Mom! It's not my wedding or something!" I said exasperatedly. "I don't need to dress up,"

"Nonsense!" Mother said, she loved ceremonies; it was, in her devout opinion, one of the many places where she could dress up her daughter like a Barbie Doll. "There's going to be a lot of eligible bachelor tomorrow sweetie," she said with a sugary smile. "You're 19 years old now; it's time for you to find a boyfriend!"

I grumbled. Trust my Mom to wanting to play matchmaker. I just had my heart broken today. Did she really expect me to go and fish in the market? Oh wait, yes, I forgot. Mom didn't have any slightest idea about Jerry and I. What we used to have together. I sighed again as I looked at my mother whose face was shinning with happiness and excitement. I looked at the dress. It was beautiful. I smiled at her, I knew that she was just being nice and loving to me, the way how mothers should be with their daughters. Just because my heart is torn apart, it didn't mean that I have the right to make others as miserable as I do.

"Oh all right Mom," I gave in. "I'll go try the dress," I said as I turned on my heels and started to go into my room.

"Gracie honey, wait," Mother called. I stopped in mid track and turned back. She waved a pair of expensive looking pink heels with diamond straps and a jewellery box which I was certain filled with pink accessories. I sighed quietly. Mom can be over the top sometimes. I thought as I took the heels and the box with me.

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The next morning opened up to a whole new chapter in my life. I woke up, hearing excited laughter and giggles from the outside. I looked out to the window and saw that guests were starting to pile into the manor. I sighed again. Today marked the definite ending of Jerry and me. I felt numb. It was like I had lost any reason to live or even to sparkle but I was determined to not make myself look like some helpless damsel with a broken heart. I didn't want Jerry to feel any guiltier, because I was afraid that he might break the oath. I didn't want a war written in my name. I didn't want to risk losing my family in a war which I was certain could be prevented if I could show up a strong composed look.

Mom came bustling into my room, chirping happily as she placed another dress on my unmade bed. "Get dress, dear," she said, she was already dressed up and looked beautiful in her long figure-hugging light green sundress. "The five-in-commands are needed at the front to welcome the three packs," and then she left me alone, singing and dancing to herself. I couldn't help but smile. My mom loved nothing but a happy occasion. I wish I could be as happy as her.

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Haylie welcomed me with a smile. She looked charming and exquisite in her purple sundress. Her long brown hair was piled high into a bun with a few tendrils loose. "You look beautiful, Gracielle," she whispered as I stood next to her. Our parents were at the front gates, welcoming the other three packs for the Union. The five-in-commands offspring (including me) were assigned to stand a few meters back from our patents at the front hall. We were to welcome and shake hands with the other packs superiors and in-commands.

There was originally 5 werewolves pack but after the war, only four packs survived and agreed on a pact. The Thorn Pack, The Ruben Pack, The Nyca Pack and The Andashman Pack had formed the Four Council and a pact of peace was drawn upon.

It was in this Four Council where Jerry was betrothed to Fiorelle Andashman. The union would form stronger alliances and bigger territorial areas. I was certain that more betrothals will be made after this until the four packs become one. Then again, maybe it was just my opinion but it was a plausible one.

"My, my, look how well you've grown, Miss Gracielle Trina," I looked up to the voice; I couldn't help but to blush at his compliment. "It has been years since we met," James Erickana Ruben said, his voice held an aura of confident and welcoming.

"Miss?" I echoed with disbelieve.

Haylie snickered. "James, you're going to make her think that she's getting old," Ah, Haylie knew me well.

The 25 year old Ruben Alpha smiled. "I was just teasing you Gracielle,"

"How are you, James?" I asked him. I couldn't help but to note how those few years had changed him. He looked so good and so strong. His body rippled with enough masculinity that made him looked manly and "wolfy". He didn't look like those strange over-muscled men I watched in sport TV. He just looked normal but strong and intimidating to others who dare to challenge him.

"Well as ever," He answered. "You looked stunning, Gracielle," I blushed. He looked at me but knew that he couldn't say more since the other packs would be here to greet with them. "Perhaps we shall talk again tonight at the Union," he said, "Catch up on old and new things, eh?" I couldn't find my voice so I just nodded. "See you later Gracielle, Haylie," he nodded to us as he walked with his other pack's members into the big hall where the lower rank of our packs would show them their quarter where they would be resting for the Union.

"He looked so hot," Haylie grinned. "I think he likes you,"

"Oh, quit it Haylie," I shook my head, "James won't like a girl like me, I am too plain,"

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At midnight, the atmosphere grew more intense and more excited. The whole day was spent socializing and feasting with the three packs. I had the misfortune to bump into Jerry just minutes before he was to be in his chamber and be prepared by the lower ranks members for his union with Fiorelle. I didn't realize it until now that Fiorelle would become the Thorn Pack's Alpha Female. She would have the rank to order us around. I shuddered at the thought of being one of her Beta since there was a high chance that the five-in-commands daughters would be elected as Betas. There weren't many of us girls in the five-in-commands. It was enough to make a group of Betas. I frowned at that thought. Would I be able to work with Fiorelle properly and have the restraint to not challenge her?

Jerry looked at me. His face was emotionless. I didn't know whether he was sad or excited with the prospect of his Union. "Congratulation Jerry," I said as I bowed my head to him. He bit his lip. "You look gorgeous, Gracielle," he said. I realized that he didn't call me with his favourite pet name anymore. My heart stung. "The man who'll have you is a very lucky fellow," he said suddenly. My heart felt icy and it was edging to crumble. I didn't want to cry. I faked a bright smile at him.

"Indeed he will be," I nodded. "You and Fiorelle will make a beautiful couple,"

He didn't say anymore. He gave a final look at me and then retreated into his chamber followed by a few of the lower ranks. I looked down to my feet; tears were starting to pool into my eyes. My throat felt blocked and dry. I shook my head as I wiped my treacherous tears away. I hurried down to the sacred chamber, intent on enveloping myself with the crowd.

I found Haylie with the rest of the in-commands' offspring. "Where have you been Gracielle?" she chastised me, "The ceremony's about to start! We need to get to our place," with that she practically dragged me to the front of the chamber. The others including all of the three packs had mingled and form a large layered circle, surrounding a raised circle platform where Jerry would be united with Fiorelle. We were supposed to stand at the very front of the platform. The rest of those who have mated would strip down and rutted on the floor following later. Those who haven't, like Haylie and I would have to stand and watch the event unfold, we were like the core witnesses to this union. I wasn't looking forward to it.

Minutes later, Jerry walked to the raised platform. I knew that he was looking at me but I stubbornly held my gaze on the floor. I knew that he was wearing nothing but the traditional silvery white robe. Fiorelle was already on the platform, sitting on her legs on the platform wearing nothing but the short traditional robe. A crown of sweet-smelling flowers was on her head, making her looked more beautiful. An ancient looking man walked up the platform short stairs and started to read the sacred words.

"Let the night bless the union, let the moon whispers her powers to the sky, let the union be the start of a new life together, a love to spread, a power to hold..." he paused, instructing with his hand, "Let us change with the world, let us change with the union," with that growls erupted in the chamber. I looked around, I saw all around us, those who have mated ripped open their clothes and transformed into big strong wolves. I caught a smile on James's strikingly handsome face across of me. I didn't realize that he was there before. I saw Fiorelle and Jerry ripped open their robes; I caught a second look of his naked body. My eyes froze on such godly beauty as he transformed into a big silvery brown wolf. Fiorelle didn't transform into her muddy brown wolf form, it was expected. I swallowed. This was it. The moment. I thought. The true ending of Jerry and me.

The ancient man didn't transform as well. He looked up. His hands spread open. "With the power vested in me by the Four Holy Council, I witness thee as mates for eternity, the Thorn Alpha, Jerry Hynes Thorn and the Andashman Alpha's daughter, Fiorelle Rana Andashman, I announce thee, with the holy power within me, the power of the wolves, that thee are soul mates for eternity, till time shall stop,"

Instincts overruled them. I couldn't bear to look. I had to look away but James's stubborn gaze was upon me and I didn't want him to have any thoughts that would make him realize the truth of what Jerry and I used to have so I held my ground and looked at them on the platform.

Jerry growled. Fiorelle grinned, teasing him to come near, daring him to conquer her. Jerry approached her. Her hands snaked to his aroused cock. She teased it, enveloping her dainty hands on his 9-inch cock. She bent down and started kissing the head, licking up to his neatly trimmed pubic region. I exhaled, I couldn't believe how erotic and how numbing it was at the same time. Haylie must have thought that I was feeling pain inside since she held my hand and held in support. "Be strong," she managed to whisper into my ear. We continued to witness her ministration on Jerry's cock. He moaned and held her head closer to him. He was impatient. I noticed that she liked it. She enveloped her lips on his cock and started sucking it. I could hear the slurp, slurp of saliva. I shuddered. James smiled at me. I groaned. He must have thought that I was embarrassed witnessing this union. Little innocent naïve me.

Jerry groaned as he ripped Fiorelle off his cock and positioned her. He kissed her neck, licking it as he bent her on her knees. He went to her back, licking it down to her arse, she automatically spread her legs wide open. An invitation, he noted to himself as he mounted her, his forepaws on her hips; his hairy body almost overshadowed her as he speared his cock gently into his mate's virgin pussy.

As her pussy enveloped tightly on his cock, he lost control and balance, he howled in victory as he pumped in and out. She moaned, a mixture of pain and pleasure rising in her voice as she transformed into a smaller muddy brown wolf. They howled as the rest of the pack started to rut and howled. The sacred chamber was filled to its brim with howling.

Fiorelle made small gasps, sated, moaning as he continued to pump in and out of her. She snapped her sharp teeth at him, wanting more of his thrusting. He complied with their instinctual desires. He went to her neck and took a gentle bite, enough to scar and made her his forever. She returned the favour and bit his neck. Howling, he emptied himself into her. He slumped tiredly and sated at her side, snuggling and bringing her closer to him.

The rest of the packs were still rutting, although nearing to their orgasmic goals. I was deeply aroused. I knew all of the virginal witnesses were feeling exactly the same thing like I do. I gulped. My heart was broken, that I was certain but it didn't hurt anymore. Why was it so? My gaze locked towards James who supported a healthy hard-on. I couldn't blame him, the scene unfolded in front of us was too erotic to ignore. There was a glint on his eyes, a sort-of mischievous knowing glance as he smiled at me. I felt drawn to him suddenly. Haylie breathed out hard. She grabbed the guy standing next to her and started kissing him. She wouldn't made love to him but she was sated enough to just kiss and fondle him.