The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“It will be done, Alpha. My love, I will see you soon. Stay safe.”

She blew him a kiss. “We’re not going anywhere for a while, love. Finish the job and come back to me.”

Jessie’s POV

“Кто-то идет (someone is coming),” John warned as he turned towards the cabin. I was in the back, working on levitation by moving the wood he split onto the pile with my mind while in wolf form. Trotting over to the back door, I shifted just before going inside and getting dressed.

“кто это (who is it?)”

“Я не знаю (I don’t know.)” I looked out the window, John was down by where the boat dock. I saw a sail moving through the trees, not understanding since the lake was frozen over, and then I saw it turn and the sail was dropped just before the boat ran into the shore. It was like a catamaran, small and light, with long ice skate-like blades. A man got out and his feet broke through the thin ice, his booted feet reaching the gravel bottom until he came ashore. He talked to John for a minute, then they turned towards me and John smiled. It was then I knew it was all right.

I opened the door just as they got to the stairs. “Jessie, this is Nick, he’s with Alpha Sven’s pack. The Alpha needs us to join him at the boat ramp across the lake.”

“For what? Are we in danger?”

“I’m afraid so,” Nick said. “Yuri sent men here, they know our Pack was the one to kill you, and they want the money and your body back or they’ll kill my Luna.”

John’s eyes turned black, his fists clenched as he fought a turn. I put my hand on his arm as we walked inside. “John, he wouldn’t have sent him here if he was going to turn me over,” I said. “Let’s sit down and talk.”

“NO ONE WILL TAKE YOU,” he growled out.

“Alpha Sven feels the same way, but his mate is the one in danger, not me. We need to calm down and help. Kick your wolf back and sit down,” I said. His wolf obeyed my wolf and receded. My level of dominance being higher was something not often seen in an Alpha pair. In our relationship, this was a good thing, as he tended to react first and think later.

When he would let his anger rule him, it would get him in trouble. As we talked about when we first met, he confessed that he couldn’t control his wolf when I was in danger. Jail time had helped him to learn control, so he didn’t get mad when I pointed it out.

I was impulsive, not thinking through what might happen next. Why else would I run off to Russia without telling anyone or getting backup? I made decisions based on emotions, and I wasn’t steady in a fight like he was.

He needed me to keep him on an even keel, and I needed him to take over in a crisis.

I looked over at Nick. “How can we help?”

“The Alpha needs you to help find his mate. If we get her back, it turns everything around,” he said. “He’s waiting across the lake.”

“Put the fire out, Nick. We’ve got to pack.” We didn’t bring much, and we would leave behind all the food; he could send someone to close the cabin down for the winter later. If Yuri’s men had identified the Vermillion Pack, we weren’t safe here anyway. The cabin was off Pack lands but would eventually be found.

“I don’t know if we can trust them, Jessie.” John’s face was grim as he put his clothes into his bag.

“They haven’t done us wrong yet,” I said. “I know you’re still pissed about watching me be killed, but that was my idea. It had to be convincing.” I zipped my bag closed. “He can’t do anything to me, John. My wolf is stronger, and he can’t counter my witch powers. We’ll be fine.”

He just pulled me into his arms, his pupils black. “I cannot lose you, Jessie. I would not want to live without you in my life.” I pulled his head down to mine, our kiss quickly deepening as our emotions drove us.

“I can’t lose you either, John. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” I kissed him again. “Now come on, we’re wasting time.” We walked back out and Nick was waiting at the door.

“Alpha wants me to stay and drain the water tanks so nothing breaks when the house freezes,” he said. “The boat dock is straight across the lake.” He looked at us quizzically. “How are you getting across the lake? Most of the ice is less than an inch thick.”

“We’ll be fine, Nick. Take your time.” We closed the door behind us, locking it. I took his hand as we got to the shoreline. “Take my hand and don’t let go.” I focused my power, using my levitation until we were barely touching the snow.

“Wow, it’s like being on the moon,” he said as we walked out onto the thin ice.

“It’s easier to control our weight than to freeze ice under us the whole way, but I could do that too. I’d just fly us over there, but someone might see.” We walked for about twenty minutes until Nick passed us, his ice boat flying across the thin ice. We reached the boat dock ten minutes later, just as they were tying the boat to its trailer. Alpha Sven held his arms open in greeting, and I gave him a hug. “We’ll get her back,” I said.

“I hope so,” he said. As we got into the warm truck for the drive back, he filled us in on what had happened and the conference call he’d had. “Alpha Stan and his men should be arriving in the next couple hours. We have twenty-six hours until the deadline, and we have to find Linnea before then.”

“No luck narrowing down where he is?”

“Nothing. She was taken just outside of Duluth, so he could be holding her anywhere. He’s got at least a half dozen men with him, and he could have many more wolves and humans available. I’ve evacuated the vulnerable members of my Pack to a neighboring Pack just in case.” He looked out the window, suddenly looking old and tired, not the vigorous older Alpha I had first met. “I need you two to promise me something.”

I looked at him, whatever it was he was asking was difficult for him. “What do you need?”

“If we don’t find my mate, I’m going to tell him I have what he wants,” he said. “He’s not going to give my mate back, even if I give him everything. They don’t work like that, you can’t trust them as far as you can throw them.” He opened up his coat and pulled out a grenade. My eyes got big as he put it back in his jacket. “I won’t live without her, and I’ll take as many with me as I can. Promise me you’ll help my Pack survive without me. Take over as the Alpha pair or find good people who can.”

“You aren’t going to need to do that, Sven. We’ll get her back.”

“We will try,” he said. “I have no heir, and I’m old. My Pack deserves to have good leadership when I am gone.”

I reached over and patted his hand. “Your Pack will be in good hands, Sven. Yours and Linnea. Now, let’s get back to your house because we need to make a phone call.”

“To who?”

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I sat in John’s lap, Sven on the floor across from me as the old Ford truck pulled back into Pack lands with the ice boat behind it. We weren’t taking chances with being seen by any of Yuri’s men who might be watching the borders.

The whole way back, I was trying to figure out how to use my magic to help find her. Linnea was a nice person, and I had bonded quickly with her when she visited us on the island. “Her healing,” I said as I thought about the last thing I had done for her, “Did it work?”

“I don’t know for sure, it’s too early, but she did go into heat a few days later.” Sven pinched his nose as his head leaned back to the door. “All these years, all the disappointment, and we had hope again. I still do.”

“I’m sure she is going to be fine, and I’m praying your heat was successful,” I told him. “You have to be strong, be positive. Your men and your allies need that. Be that Alpha she needs you to be.”

He nodded, wiping the tears away. “One way or another, this gets settled by tomorrow night.”

“What about the money he wants,” John asked. “What is the plan there?”

“We haven’t touched our part, but Patrick has been busy with his side. We can come up with $218 million of the $275 million he wants.”

“He won’t be pleased.”

“I know, but I can’t give him Jessie either so it really doesn’t matter now, does it.” He looked at me. “Unless you can do another spell.”

“It won’t work,” I said. I’d been thinking about this for a while. “You’d have to have someone who died weeks ago from having their throat slit. Even then, I couldn’t maintain the spell long enough for the autopsy. If a different body shows up in the morgue, it causes even more questions.” I’d been thinking about it for a while, but maintaining focus for a few hours had been difficult enough. “Then they would take blood and DNA samples to prove the identity. The only one who can fake me convincingly is me.”

“So it is back to finding where they are hiding Linnea.” We pulled into the pole barn where the boat would be store and were taken in another car to the Alpha’s house. The car was parked, and the garage door closed before we got out. “We need to call Alpha Esca,” I said. “I need someone to teach me how to do a location spell.”

We ate while waiting for the Alpha to locate one of the surviving witches of Miriam’s coven. With perfect timing, the FaceTime call came in just after we finished dessert. He opened the call as the three of us sat in front of the laptop in his office. The woman on the other end looked younger than Miriam, maybe thirty. “I am Marjorie, the Alpha told me you need my help.”

“Yes, we need to perform a location spell to find this Alpha’s mate. I have the powers inside me but was never trained to use them.”

She looked at me, I’m sure taking in my youth. “And where did these powers come from, child?”

“I absorbed them after High Priestess Gwyneth was killed by the men who were sent to kill me.”

She paused and looked at me. “I need to know how and why.”

“I received the powers of a witch first after a car bomb that severely injured me. My guide, Father Kempkechny, healed what he could before he died of his wounds, and he gave me his powers. I was untrained and still in danger, so Alpha Esca asked Miriam to come with us and help me.” A tear started to drip down my cheek. “Miriam and I became close as we worked together. We traveled to America, where she arranged for us to stay with her cousin Gwyneth at her coven in Grand Marais. She said the place was already spelled, and we could practice there without interference.”

“I know of Gwyneth, she is a good woman. How did she die?”