Chapter Eighteen: Enter the New Problem

Hudson:

Her white fur danced in the breeze, bouncing around happily. The last couple of weeks were hell for her, her tail wagging. The smile on her snout brightened my mood, my fur dancing in the breeze. Sniffing the air, she bounded further into the woods. Barely keeping up with her, she rolled around on the ground. Watching her made me laugh to myself, her eyes beaming with childlike freedom. Running over to her, her rough tongue licking my face. My heart fluttered, having never seen her like this before. She was like a puppy just enjoying life to its fullest, her playful demeanor dimming to an alert position. Theros waved at her, her muzzle brushing up against her face. Jealousy flashing in my eyes, Theros hopping on his back.

"I promised him a ride when we were little." She told me through our mind connection, her real smile greeting me. "He needs a ride home. So come along." Growling to myself, we bounded towards his clan. Hours passed, the three of us having fun. Weirdly, it didn't bother me that they were hanging out. She was happier with him as her friend again, him hopping off of her back. Leaping into the air, he was gone. Her form shifted back, her breathing labored. Her shoulder was still injured, the injury preventing her from enjoying a full night. Pouting on the ground, a frustrated expression made me blush slightly. She looked adorable, her hands rubbing behind my ears. Snuggling into her arms, at least her leg isn't broken anymore. Standing to her feet, she climbed onto my back. Her bare breasts pressed against my back, my inner wolf begging for me to take her right there. Her hair flew back, her arms stretched out as she sat up. Her real smile melted my heart, she looked free. A couple of hours passed, the two of us skidding to a stop outside of our village. Changing back, she sat on top of me. Her smile reminded me of our childhood, her eyes twinkling with joy. Pinning me to the ground, she winced in pain as she crawled down to my hard cock. Wrapping her sweet lips around my thick girth, sucking harder than ever before. Moans of pleasure exploded from my lips, her tongue licking my length. Shooting me a devious grin, she sucked on my tip. Grabbing the top of my head, I was about to cum if she didn't stop. Flipping her on the ground, she guided my head to her sweet lips in between her hips. Sucking on her clit, she called out my name. Her dripping turned into a flood, my fingers sliding into her. Her fingers grabbed my hair, jerking with each tongue lashing. Unable to take it anymore, she pinned me to the ground. Sliding onto me, her hips danced to the rhythm in her heart. Grabbing her hips, our pent up sexual tension finally exploding. Pulling her close to my chest, I needed to smell her. We held each other for a moment, the moonlight bathing us. Almost losing her again made me want to hold her forever.

"I want to hold you forever!" I blurted out, her face blushing a deep red. "I don't care what anyone else says, or thinks. We belong together and always have. You have always clung to my side no matter what and watched me date other girls. The truth is none of them compared to your beauty, or passion. I always wanted to date you, but kept placing me in the friend zone." Tears flooded from my eyes, all the emotion of the past few weeks coming out in just seconds. Chuckling to herself, she cupped my face. Wiping away my tears, she smiled lovingly at me.

"I already know all of that dummy." She joked lightly, whacking the back of my head gently. "You didn't need to tell me, but I am glad you did. I always knew you liked me, but I was told to keep you as a friend and that we would never work. I always loved you, Hudson. That is why I never left your side. I never cared what others thought of me as long as you stood by my side, so please never let me go! I need you and always have. That is why I married you, silly. Please let's make tender love, and just enjoy each other for the night." Pinning her to the ground, tears welled up in her eyes. She married me, and only me. She never really showed me that she cared about what others thought of her, just as long as she was by my side. Placing her heels on my shoulders, her loving eyes met mine. Thrusting in and out, she moaned with pleasure. My inner wolf yipped with joy at my full blown confession, although it was a little too late to make any difference. This felt amazing, her pinning me to the ground. Her lips brushed every inch of my skin, goosebumps popping up on my skin. Sinking down onto me, she slid my hands over her bump. Pride swelled inside of me, her hips spun around as my fingers swirled her swollen clit. Gasping with lust filled euphoria, her claws grew from her fingers. Digging into my chest, groans of ecstasy poured from my lips. Hopping off, she got on her hands and knees. Cupping her ass, she cried out as I entered her. Smacking her ass, shivers of pleasure shot up my body each time. The way she reacted made my wolf howl beg for more, her claws digging into the ground as I throbbed three times before filling her up with me. Collapsing next to her, I looked up at the stars. The bushes rustling behind us, both of us sitting up. Gripping her shoulder, she dragged us behind a couple of rocks. Peeking over the top of the rock, I was throwing on my clothes. A couple of hunters were walking around the woods, their hands buried in their pockets. White masks covered their faces, something feeling off. A cold muzzle pressed against the back of my head, a cold voice sending chills up my spine. Turning around, her cold gray eyes bore into mine. Her hair was pulled into a severe bun, not a single strand out of place.

"I see you are no better than the monsters your parents told me about it." She snapped bitterly, adjusting her gray hunter's uniform. "You are a tiny little nothing that doesn't deserve to live." Shivering with terror, Evie stood to her feet. Grabbing the muzzle of her gun, a snarl curled on her lips. Her face was inches from hers, she was in no condition to fight.

"Well, you seem like a royal bitch." She mused playfully, snapping the gun in half. "Surely, you know who I am. May I ask why you would betray your own kind? Doesn't that make you a monster?" My aunt cocked her head, Evie dusting off her black sweater dress. Tossing her broken gun onto the ground, her fingers wrapped around her neck. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I move? Pinning her to a tree, she didn't even try to break her grasp.

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now, you filthy brat!" She barked hotly, my knees shaking as I stood up. "Get back down boy, you are still totally useless." My fists clenched tightly, her fellow hunters charging at me. Evie put her finger up in the air, all of us standing still. Clearing her throat, she peeled off my aunt's fingers. A silver blade spun in her hand, horror widened my eyes. Her hand slammed the blade into her heart, choosing to pull a couple more blades from the tree. Flicking her wrist, they landed in our attackers' neck. All three of them collapsed into a heap, all of them barely breathing. Sighing deeply, she cupped her hand. An angry red burn caught my eyes, her standing over my aunt.

"I don't tolerate traitors." She explained calmly, spinning another silver dagger in her palm. "I am the Luna of my village and refuse to let you destroy the place. Most people doubt I can be mean, but I trained in the woods in my free time. I am assuming everyone knows what you did, so this will hardly be a problem. That being said, I will send you off with a lovely funeral. Please tell me why you would betray us all. Was it the fact that he got Alpha and not you?" My aunt's eyes widened with terror, her body going up in black flames. A tall slender man with gray hair pulled back into a ponytail and red eyes sauntered up to her, knocking me back with a wave of his slender hand. His expensive Italian suit gave serious bad guys vibes, him jamming his fingers into her shoulder wound. Silent tears streamed down her cheeks, the strength in her face staying consistent. She was so brave, an invisible force keeping me away from the two of them. Licking his fingers, his eyes rolled back with pleasure. Tracing her cheek, her blood smearing across her cheek. Cocking his head, he pressed her lips against her lustfully. Jamming her fists into his chest, he tossed her up into the air. Slamming his foot into her chest, the crack of her ribs echoed in the still air. Banging on the invisible force keeping us apart, he turned his attention to me. My wolf wanted to tear him apart, a snarl curling on my lips. Her boot was aimed for his head, his fingers wrapping around her ankle. Dangling her upside down, his vampire fangs glimmered in the light.

"I am Sir Bloodsworth, an associate of the hunters trying to kill you." He announced proudly, waving her hand around. "I am going to devour you both, and you will taste so good. '' Bowing my head in shame, she whipped out a wooden stake. Catching her arm, his hand slammed through her good shoulder. Howling in pain, she slid down his arm. Enough was enough, I growled to myself. A devious grin darkened her face, her lips moving. Her arms dangled uselessly, her blood turning black.

"Blood of mine, poison this pr-" She began confidently, his hand smashing through her chest. Her heart sat in his palm, his red eyes examining it. A small gasp escaped his lips as he examined it, a chuckle tumbling from his lips. Tossing her aside, her heart landed in her palms. Turning away from her, she shoved it back into the hole in her chest. Attempting to run after him, his narrowed glare met her defiant eyes.

"Your heart has been poisoned by dark magic, my dear." He spat in disgust, examining the blood on his suit. "I smell your grandfather in your heart, and if you don't contain that you will die the moment you give birth. I look forward to battling you again. I like to fight my enemies honorably, ultimately when we can go all out. So get better." The invisible energy disappeared, her body trembling. Both arms were useless, the wounds looking particularly nasty. Falling forward, I caught her in my arms just in time. The two extra holes healed up, her original wound back at square one. Carrying her home, the look in her eyes told me that she didn't want to talk about it. Hopping out of my arms, she grabbed the medical kit from the bathroom. Biting down on a piece of leather, she threaded up the stitching needle. Looking away, I couldn't watch her stitch herself up. Needles made me queasy, nausea wracking my body. Shifting through the closet, she selected a black and red plaid skirt and black silk blouse. Changing into her clothes quickly, her fingers wrapped around the handle of our bedroom door.

"Where are you going?" I demanded hotly, rage seething in my eyes. "You were just injured again, and you are leaving!" Flipping me off, she slammed open the door. Grabbing her by the arm, she ripped her arm away from my grasp.

"I am going to a special library a day or two away from here." She retorted angrily, gathering a couple of outfits. "You need to stay here. It is a witch's library, and I need to go find a cure like now. A dark magic infection is serious, and I have to fix it or I will die. I will be taking Soleil with me, so I have back up. I can't really use my magic until then. I kind of sensed something was off when we won that battle." Clutching her close to my chest, her face softened. Kissing her on the top of her head, I passed her a new cell phone. I couldn't keep her in my grasp, but I could make sure that she had a way of contacting me.

"Just be safe, Evie." I sighed to myself, her lips kissing mine sweetly. "I will wait for you patiently, and call me once a day to make sure that I know that you are alright. Can you promise me that?" Shooting me her real smile, tossed the phone into her bag.

"I promise." She whispered softly, pecking me on the cheek. "I will be back soon." Watching her go hurt my heart, my inner wolf howling for her to come back. James popped up behind me, my right fist nearly slamming into his face. Dodging my attack, he caught my hand. His hair hung messily around his face, my fists lowering to my side.

"She will be fine." He comforted me cautiously, passing me a file. The name on the top read Sir Bloodsworth, the front page frightening me. Dropping the file, my feet pounded after her. He was going to follow after her, his prime ability was his tracking skills. Crashing down the stairs, James offered to run things while I was gone. Now I just needed to find my girl.