in a war between wolves and hunters. Stephen’s father was also killed in the same war. Since then, Stephen’s mom raised both of them with the desire that these two would become fine werewolves. Later, after her death, Stephen came out of the woods and established his Gemstone Empire while Lucas helped him on the actual reason for which they were out of the woods. Nobody knew what they really worked on, as the Gemstone Company was a perfect camouflage to mix in the city life.
“Damn! How can you satisfy yourself with these whores?”
“I can fuck them for hours and still derive no satisfaction.”
“Well, I need some cover don’t I? Any news on… our business”
“Nay, no worthy ‘client’ in this area.”
“Oh, it’s been a year now”
“Don’t worry sir, we’ll find her. Trust me”
“Of course I trust you Lucas, that’s why I gave you such a big responsibility.”
“Aye, sir… I know. And I won’t make you regret it” he said and stood there, silent, for a while, “Err… There’s something I think you should know sir” Lucas hesitated, thinking this would disappoint the boss.
“What is it?” Stephen asked with curiosity and disgust mixed in his heavy voice, sensing bad news already.
“The Poachers, they killed another one. They say it was a small boy. An innocent, young wolf”
Stephen clenched his fist tightly and banged it on the door, knocking off the painting hanging on the wall adjacent to the door “I wish we’d get our work done soon”
He grabbed his coat and headed straight for the main door, Lucas sensed the anger and tried to stop him and said, “Where are you going sir?”
Stephen said in an angry yet husky voice, “I will find the Poachers and put an end to the misery myself, once and for all.”
Lucas knew things could really get out of hands, and he did not want an impulsive decision to blow up the bigger plan they had in mind. He held Stephen’s arm tightly and looked into his eyes,
“Patience is a virtue my lord. Our time will come and when it does, we will hit where it hurts the most. All battles are not won there and then. We have to wait for the right moment to strike.”
Deep down, the hot bodied werewolf knew what Lucas was saying was indeed true. He picked and smashed a vase, breaking it into a million pieces. Looking at the broken pieces, Stephen said as he freed himself from Lucas’ grip,
“When the time comes, I would smash each and every Poacher into similar pieces and give them a dreadful end that no being, living or dead, would ever try to stand against us.”
Chapter 2
It’s too quick for all this. But Jessi has expectations from Wayne. She has been eyeing him for a long time now. He's big, strong and was Coach Kobain's favorite in school days. His big body attracted many girls and he was desired by one and all. The boys wanted to be like him, while the girls fantasized about having sex with him. When Jessi was about to meet Wayne, she recalled her friend Esla saying, “Oh! That boy, he just drives me crazy. I want him so badly; I would strip nude in morning assembly to get him. Just look at him run. The sweat dripping from his sculpted body. I'm sure he's even better off the field.”
Jessica Perkins was an average teenager with above average expectations from life. Especially when the subject of satisfaction of physical desires came up, she always seemed to want more. Teenagers imagine all sorts of things in their fantasies, but what made Jessi an isolated piece of God's creation, were her fantasies. She did not want hot men, actors and rock stars to impress her. It was wolves that gave her the kick she wanted.
In real life, Jessi had never seen a wolf. But whenever she saw a picture or a video of them, there was a strange excitement and arousal in her, and she was confused by these unnatural feelings for an animal; this made her very uneasy. In her wild fantasies Jessi saw herself
“Damn! How can you satisfy yourself with these whores?”
“I can fuck them for hours and still derive no satisfaction.”
“Well, I need some cover don’t I? Any news on… our business”
“Nay, no worthy ‘client’ in this area.”
“Oh, it’s been a year now”
“Don’t worry sir, we’ll find her. Trust me”
“Of course I trust you Lucas, that’s why I gave you such a big responsibility.”
“Aye, sir… I know. And I won’t make you regret it” he said and stood there, silent, for a while, “Err… There’s something I think you should know sir” Lucas hesitated, thinking this would disappoint the boss.
“What is it?” Stephen asked with curiosity and disgust mixed in his heavy voice, sensing bad news already.
“The Poachers, they killed another one. They say it was a small boy. An innocent, young wolf”
Stephen clenched his fist tightly and banged it on the door, knocking off the painting hanging on the wall adjacent to the door “I wish we’d get our work done soon”
He grabbed his coat and headed straight for the main door, Lucas sensed the anger and tried to stop him and said, “Where are you going sir?”
Stephen said in an angry yet husky voice, “I will find the Poachers and put an end to the misery myself, once and for all.”
Lucas knew things could really get out of hands, and he did not want an impulsive decision to blow up the bigger plan they had in mind. He held Stephen’s arm tightly and looked into his eyes,
“Patience is a virtue my lord. Our time will come and when it does, we will hit where it hurts the most. All battles are not won there and then. We have to wait for the right moment to strike.”
Deep down, the hot bodied werewolf knew what Lucas was saying was indeed true. He picked and smashed a vase, breaking it into a million pieces. Looking at the broken pieces, Stephen said as he freed himself from Lucas’ grip,
“When the time comes, I would smash each and every Poacher into similar pieces and give them a dreadful end that no being, living or dead, would ever try to stand against us.”
Chapter 2
It’s too quick for all this. But Jessi has expectations from Wayne. She has been eyeing him for a long time now. He's big, strong and was Coach Kobain's favorite in school days. His big body attracted many girls and he was desired by one and all. The boys wanted to be like him, while the girls fantasized about having sex with him. When Jessi was about to meet Wayne, she recalled her friend Esla saying, “Oh! That boy, he just drives me crazy. I want him so badly; I would strip nude in morning assembly to get him. Just look at him run. The sweat dripping from his sculpted body. I'm sure he's even better off the field.”
Jessica Perkins was an average teenager with above average expectations from life. Especially when the subject of satisfaction of physical desires came up, she always seemed to want more. Teenagers imagine all sorts of things in their fantasies, but what made Jessi an isolated piece of God's creation, were her fantasies. She did not want hot men, actors and rock stars to impress her. It was wolves that gave her the kick she wanted.
In real life, Jessi had never seen a wolf. But whenever she saw a picture or a video of them, there was a strange excitement and arousal in her, and she was confused by these unnatural feelings for an animal; this made her very uneasy. In her wild fantasies Jessi saw herself
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