Page 73 of Twinning and Sinning

I had stopped paying attention a long time ago, and now Dax stood over the bed with his arms crossed over his muscular chest. A Wolf tattoo peeked over his shoulder, judging me. "Are you done?" his raspy voice shuttered my body all the way to between the apex of my thighs. Clenching my thighs together, he took a large sniff of the air. His own chest heaved, causing him to pounce me on the bed.

"Do you like it when I am angry?" His nose grazed my ear.

'Yes sir, I do,' I thought.

I didn't have to answer him; the shutter in my body was enough to let him know what I was feeling. His demanding tone in the dining area was enough to get me started. Even with all the people around, I felt my sexual prowess coming to the surface.

"No, Sir," I lied. Oh, my gracious, was he going to spank me? My toes wiggled at the excitement. Dax moved his hips, rubbing his shaft against my core.

"Really? Because your cunt is lying." Dax bit the side of my neck harshly; the sweet sting was followed by a gentle lick to soothe. I moaned into his ear, causing another swift grinding motion to my lower body.

"Listen here, Seraphina," the stones rubbing in his chest set my nipples tight. "You stay here and be a good girl while I help the pack. Dimitri will be back; he is safe. By morning when he returns, make sure you are ready because our Wolves aren't going to wait anymore."

Sweet baby Jesus.

Dax gave an unsatisfying kiss to my cheek, bolting out the door before I could say another word.

Dimitri

I sat in silence; Folen crawled to the other end of the makeshift tent in a tree and pulled the woman into his lap. She was tall, just like Seraphina for human standards. Seraphina's famous fire red hair laid on this same woman's shoulders. Despite Folen having red hair himself, this woman had hair that could be a flame in the night.

"This is Savannah, Seraphina's mother," Folen spoke softly. My shock wasn't there; I knew this woman had to be Seraphina's mother just by hair alone. Savannah's eyes were grey instead of Seraphina's green; they were dark, almost lifeless. Her skin also took a greyish color while she leaned on Folen's chest.

"What the hell happened?" I whispered, unsure of the ground below me lurking with any rogues or mafia assailants. Since we weren't in the pack territory, one couldn't be too careful.

Savannah sighed and immediately fell asleep in his arms. Folen gripped her tighter, his lips grazing her sweaty forehead. She was ill, and she needed a healer, and soon.

"Seraphina and Savannah were on the run to get on the airplane a year ago. I was planning to come up behind them once the doors closed, and we would fly to the nearest portal so I could take them back to Bergarian. Unfortunately, Savannah was shot and unable to move. In order to save our daughter, she made Seraphina board the plane on her own. I stayed to try and save her, but the bastard got to her before I could. They dragged her lifeless body back, healed her enough to keep her alive, and kept her in the basement. All I could do was wait to save her; the grounds were completely saturated with security. I couldn't leave her to go back and get help. Elves don't get involved unless it is with their own people at risk, and Savannah and I have not bonded."

Tiny snores came from Savannah; her grip tightened on Folen's vest like a lifeline.

"Her estranged husband dragged her out here once he got word that Seraphina was in the area, hoping to use my mate to drag Seraphina out. I had hoped that the training that Seraphina had received would keep her safe; luckily, it has. I saw her run off with the both of you when the Werebears attacked her cottage. I was going to intervene, but you both seemed to have it. I had Savannah here at the treehouse and couldn't pursue. She's too sick to move." Folen stroked his mates' cheek, shivers ran down her body.

Howling could be heard in the distance, not the Red Wolves pack, but rogue Wolves calling each other. "Looks like you are stuck here for the night," Folen covered the jar of light dust that had lit the tent. "The area has ground up yellowcress roots to hide our scent; you will be safe with us."

"I have to get back to Seraphina. My parents will be here by morning," I went to crawl out of the tent until we heard growling at the base of the tree. Using my night vision, there were eight Wolves and three Bears sniffing. One Bear sat at the base while the others trailed off into the darkness.

Trying to mind-link Dax, I was unable to. There was a block in our call that I had never experienced before. Trying again, I felt a pain in the side of my head. Folen looked me up and down, pointing to his own head. I nodded, showing him pain.

Mouthing, "I can't mind-link," his mouth went into a grim line. The one Bear should not be a problem, but if my mind-link wasn't working, what else would I have trouble with? It would take a great deal of magic to block a link; maybe there was enough to stop a shift? Magic evolves all the time, especially during the war with Vermillion over thirty years ago.

Dax would hold down the area until I returned in the morning; who knows what Seraphina would do. Seraphina was spontaneous and a little firecracker, able to beat a she-Wolf all independently; no doubt she would try and come after me.

Declan howled with pride. We were blessed with such a strong ferocious mate. We couldn't wait to claim her.

She wasn't entirely human, using part of her father's warrior blood in him. He was obviously built for battle; most Elves were not into fighting, which surprised me with Folen's stature.

The Bear huffed, curled up behind the tree. His heartbeat slowed, making him fall asleep. "I need to leave," I spoke softly. Seraphina won't listen to Dax and stay put; there would be lockdown on the territory, no Wolves out, no one comes in.

Folen looked to Savannah, setting her down on the furs. "I stole her from a cage," he whispered. They had locked her up in a damn cage, like an animal. “I was lucky to get to her when I did; you all caused quite a stir winning that attack the other day." My fists clenched; I didn't need her story; I needed to protect Seraphina. Even though Seraphina would be sore with me leaving her mother here, she would be in good hands until morning.

"I will go," Folen spoke again. "I am swift and lighter on my feet than a Wolf. No noises will be heard from me while you Wolves prance through the forest like horses in heat." I scoffed, rubbing my hands on my legs. "Protect her with your life, and I will do the same for my daughter." The solemn smile quivered, looking at his mate. "To be a family. That's all I want." I sighed heavily. He was right; he would go unnoticed.

"Fine, just watch out, Seraphina has a mean kick, and she isn't afraid to punch someone in the balls." A burst of gentle laughter flew through the air; Folen was gone before I could even ask when he would be back. Savannah lay nestled into the corner while I kept watch.

Seraphina

My feet landed on the ground softly off the top step. I was quieter barefoot, and my feet felt tough enough to withstand the forest floor. Zoey's winking was a sign, and she unlocked the door for me. How dare Dax lock that door? Like I was a child? I guess he knew me better than I thought because I totally would have run out the door without a second hesitation.

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