Urban Wolf (2 page)

Liam groaned as the witch in front of him gently squeezed his cock to regain his attention. “Hey baby, stay with me, love. I want to make you feel good.” Her bright blue eyes twinkled in the dim lighting. She had soft blonde hair which fell down her back to her buttocks. She opened his pants to push them down. Her soft hands grazed his stomach. He could not help but tremble as she reached for his cock.  “You’re the Alpha?” She kissed his chin down to his neck. Liam did not move. He did not stop her. “I like Alphas. You’re bigger, more powerful than the others. And you look stronger than some of the other Alpha’s I’ve been with.” She rubbed his biceps as if measuring him up. “Yes, very nice.” She cocked her head to the side as she continued to exam him. Her full breasts pressed against his chest.   “And I sense you’re something more, more powerful than a werewolf.”

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Yes. I am.  I am not a werewolf.” His cock bounced free, and she rubbed against it then lowered to her knees. She licked the tip before she took him into her mouth. Pulling back, she looked up at him.

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You taste delicious.” She enveloped his cock in her mouth once again. Liam closed his eyes enjoying her warm mouth. Her head moved back and forth as she sucked him. The witch was well experienced at pleasuring. “Come on, baby.” She stopped to take his hand, standing. “You can sit down on the sofa while I make you feel good.”

Liam put his hand on her arm. “You are stunning. My body obviously responds to you. But I have work to do. Maybe another time.”  He smiled, flipping a strand of her hair over her shoulder.

“Work to do? What can be more important than enjoying yourself?” Alisha removed her hands, then looked him in the eyes for several seconds.

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There is always time for what you offer.”

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Okay.” She shrugged, then turned away, finding another cock awaiting her and quickly busying herself.

Liam fixed his clothes and marched toward the exit. When the door opened he was bombarded with the music once again. He spotted Zoey in the back hallway heading to the kitchen. “As soon as you can, get me two more whiskeys. Make them doubles.”

“Okay.” She nodded, her brown eyes wide and full of warmth. She wiped her hands on her apron, then scurried her curvy jean-clad hips back into the kitchen.   

Back in his office, Liam sat down at his desk and again. He tried again to concentrate on his work but couldn’t. Heavy rock music was being performed again. It was relentless. He leaned into his hands, resting them on his desk. “Can’t someone just sing a nice ballad or play the piano?”

Zoey knocked on the door jamb. He could smell her perfume mixed with her own personal scent as she entered. “Here's your whiskey, boss.” She smiled, yet he could still tell she was nervous around him. 

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Bring it.” She walked around his desk and set the shot glasses down. He gave her a weak smile. “Thanks Zoey, you can close the door when you leave.”

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Sure thing.” She nodded. “Call me if you need anything else.”

Just then his office lights flickered, almost going out. The sound of the booming music became muted. “Shit, just what I need, a power failure on a Friday night.” He pushed his chair back to stand up.

“There is no failure. It is only in this room. I do not like electric light or the loud music. I have blocked it out of this room. Plus, I prefer my dramatic entrances.”

Liam glanced up to find the golden-haired Goddess Achtland sitting in the chair on the other side of his desk. Her hair was adorned with flowers. She was dressed in a silky ivory gown with a generous décolletage. Her long shapely legs were crossed as she relaxed back in the chair.

“Goddess, Queen Achtland.” He nodded his head in respect. “It’s been so long.”

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Centuries since we’ve spoken face to face, yet you are still one of the most handsome men I know.” She smiled brilliantly at him. “I have never forgotten your gorgeous amber gaze.”

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Thank you, Goddess. What brings you here?”

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I have renewed powers in this realm thanks to Aeval and Aidin and their loyal witches.”

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Yes, they have been very successful in recapturing the powers of the Gods in this realm.”

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With the help of the promiscuous witches who worship them so faithfully.” She winked. “I decided to use my renewed powers to visit you. I wanted to speak with my beloved warrior.” Her bright blue eyes twinkled like jewels.

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I’ve missed you as well.”

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And I you.” She grinned. “But my handsome warrior, you seem troubled.” She gave him a fake pout. “I hate seeing such a gorgeous man as you so ...sexually unfulfilled. My darling boy, you need to find a mate. You have waited far too long.” She licked her full ruby lips. “I will make it my goal to find her for you. How old are you now?”

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Old, Goddess.” He grinned. “Very old. Perhaps too old to care.”

She waved her hand. “I seriously doubt that. A man is never too old to care about such things as a mate, the perfect sex partner.” She laughed. “Nah, you are an infant compared to me. I am concerned that an unmated male such as you would refuse a gorgeous Sensual Witch’s attentions. Your actions tell me you’re miserable. I truly do not like seeing you this way. I have never forgotten how you helped me find my beloved mate. And now look at me. I’m a Queen and a Goddess.” She lifted her arms as if posing.

“You are looking very well.”

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I am well.” The alluring Goddess gave him a knowing look. “But back to you. The witch had your cock in her hand, in her mouth for God’s sake, and you refused her.” Achtland shook her golden blonde hair. It resembled real gold in its luster. “I know you are a sexual creature. It is in your blood. You are passionate, one of the most passionate creatures of all. I remember when you were much younger. You were...insatiable, shall I say.” She chuckled.

He shrugged. “I have mastered my emotions.”

“Really? How is that possible? You were made to feel passion. It motivates you.”

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Yes. It does, but I have gained control over the centuries. I’ve had to. And if you are looking for a mate for me, I don't want one I'd share with others.” He grinned. “So, don’t think of pairing me with one of those Sensual Witches. I’m not interested.” He pushed his bangs out of his eyes. “Once I claim a woman she’s mine, only mine.” 

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Judgmental, are we?” Achtland raised her eyebrow.

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Hardly.” He shook his head. “I only know what I want. I think those who are mated to Sensual Witches, like Conall McKnight, are fortunate. But, their life style isn’t for me. I’m…different.”

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From a dissimilar background for sure. Coming from a different Faery realm than McKnight’s, you and your clan are far different from his pack. Your wolves’ dispositions are unique, shall I say.” She smiled. “And, well, you are even more of a unique being, aren’t you?”  She crossed her hands over her knee.

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Yes, true.” He smiled. “I can’t handle seeing other men touch what’s mine. I’m not made that way. By no means does she have to be a virgin. After all, at 1008 years old, I certainly am not.” He grinned.

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So seek your mate. Pray for her to be revealed.”

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It would be pointless.”

She raised her eyebrows. “Pointless?”

“Yes.” He leaned back in his chair. “I was told centuries ago I would pay.”

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Pay for what?”

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For my crimes.”

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What crimes?”

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Crimes of battle.” He looked down. “Goddess Macha sentenced me to loneliness. When I was a young man, she became displeased with my conduct in battle. She swore I would pay for demonstrating such lack of control.” He shrugged. “Her threat has become my life sentence.”

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Why did she do this thing to you, a beloved warrior?”

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She says I was too ruthless, always high from the kill.”

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You have changed now. You live among humans, you run a club. Plus, you are a leader of a huge pack. Gone is the fury which must have possessed you those many centuries ago.”

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Yes, and gone is the reason.” He looked down at his hands. “I don’t know if I can bring myself to love another.” He shrugged. “I’ve taught myself to live without a mate.”

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You never mated with Colleen, did you?” She leaned closer to his desk.

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No.” He shook his head. “Our time was stolen from us.”

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And this is what caused your rage? Your devotion to the battle?” 

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Yes.”

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Well, I think it is time you let go of the past to work on a future. The worry about rebounding is long past.” She laughed.

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You think?” He grinned. “When I loved Colleen I was 76 years old, a young man. I had many dreams. I wanted to have a family, be a father. Those dreams are irrelevant now.”

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I do not think so. Now is the time to find your heart. To make those things happen. You have no way of knowing if Colleen was your true mate. There is only one true test for such a thing among your kind, and evidently you did not do the deed.”

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Yes, I know. But I also know my own heart. My body would have complied.”

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I think I can convince Goddess Macha to consider your debt paid in full. It’s time you were freed.”

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Perhaps.” He drank down one of the shot glasses of whiskey. “I did slaughter many warriors. I was on a rampage, mad with anger. But, it was war.” He slammed his glass down.

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It was.” Achtland nodded. “You have always been a fierce warrior. All recognize this.”

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Exactly, but I used my immortal powers to devastate our enemy. I didn’t give them a fighting chance. So this is what Goddess Macha decided. Nevertheless, still today I can’t see where I was wrong. I’ll not repent for my actions. It was war. Isn’t winning the desired result?” 

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Yes it is. However, Macha the Goddess of both battle and peace seeks fairness. She wants balance. Using your immortal powers over an army of humans disrupted the natural balance.”

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Precisely what Macha told me. I told her, fuck her balance. It only applied when she wanted it to. The creation of me and my kind disrupted the balance in itself. Anyway, the humans made war on us. So be damned the results.” He drank down the other whiskey shot. “This is why I was punished.” He grinned, knowing it did not reach his eyes. “Macha evidently forgot I’m more than a werewolf, as so many do. I’m a Zerphalin, an immortal being made especially for war: to fight, to win, to conquer. I was made by Morrigan, the Goddess of shape shifters and war. A Goddess who rules over sensuality and passion. I cannot change who and what I am.”

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That’s why you feel things so passionately, when you allow it.  Morrigan created your kind to be passionate. To feel things deeply. To be fiercely loyal and loving as well.”

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Exactly, so she got what she created. Now, I don’t allow my emotions to rule me anymore. Over much time, I tried to put the Zerphalin part of me aside.”

Achtland shook her head.

“My passions, my fighting skills are of no use here in my new life. In this mortal world, no one feels emotions as I do or can. Besides, they have forgotten the Gods and supernatural creatures like myself.”

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Your passions may be necessary. The romantic ones.” She smiled.

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The rage I have felt for centuries wants to boil up in me once again. You must stop this type of discussion. Macha punished me. I’ll never fully understand why. I’ve stopped wondering. But, I’m no idiot. It was not just my war making or my use of power. It was something else, hidden to me, beyond me. Like all the Gods, one never knows what motivates them.”

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You sound so distrusting?”

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Forgive me, Goddess.”

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Then enough of this wretched history. I will talk with Macha and make sure your sentence is lifted. Then we will locate your one.”

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My one? My mate?” He shook his head. “I doubt it. Goddess, I do appreciate your concern. But certainly you didn’t come here to see me over this insignificant issue? This is my problem, one which is hundreds of years old. I’m here now. I will survive with or without a mate.”

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Surviving is no way to live, my handsome warrior. It makes me very unhappy when one of my favored servants is unsatisfied. A good woman would love to have you as hers. And for my own reasons, I do not think this issue is insignificant.”

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I’m flattered.” He smiled.

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But, there is one thing.” She leaned back in her chair and uncrossed and re-crossed her legs, showing him a flash of flesh.

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I thought there might be. How may I serve you?”

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As you know, I was once an Earth Witch living in this human realm. My background is very different from most Celtic deities.”