The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“Dancing with some new friends from Colorado,” Eleanor said as I bent down to give her a hug. With an eye motion, Konstantin jumped up and offered me his chair, moving around to sit next to Julia. “Quite the party you have going,” she said as another round of drinks was passed out.

“Thank you, Stan went all out,” I said. “I have a favor to ask of you, and I’ll understand if you say no,” I said as the pair turned to me.

“Whatever you need,” Esca said.

I looked over at Katya swaying in James’ arms on the dance floor. “Our Pack is going to be a mess when we finally take over,” I started. “Right now, the upper leadership is a mish-mash of people volunteered from different European Packs, and in six months they’ll return home. Most of the Pack leadership was killed, arrested or left for St. Petersburg, and what is left may not be loyal to me. I have Patrick and Mischa staying on as Betas, but I’m worried after what happened with Polina.”

“You’re worried about security,” Esca said.

“Exactly. Even if it wasn’t for all the money and notoriety we’ve gained, we’re vulnerable without loyal people in key positions. I may be the heir, but no one there knows me. I need a Gamma I can trust, and Luna just did something amazing.”

“James,” Eleanor picked up quickly.

“Yes. Katya is a schoolteacher, she loves her kids and her family is all there. I’d like to ask for permission to let James join my Pack as my Gamma. I’ve talked to them already, and he is willing, but his loyalty to you would not let him be the one to ask.”

Esca looked over at Jack. “Are you ready for a promotion?” Jack nodded and smiled. “Of course you can take him, Jessie. When you agreed to take on the Moscow Pack, every European Alpha breathed a sigh of relief. It is in our best interest to make your transition safe and smooth, because we have enough to deal with in St. Petersburg. It will be a good challenge for him to take on a larger Pack in an urban location, too. The fact that it makes his mate happy is just a bonus.”

I smiled and hugged him, then hugged Eleanor. “Thank you so much,” I said. Lowering my voice to a whisper, I leaned into her ear. “How’s it going with Konstantin?”

She laughed. “That boy has a mile of groveling to do before my stubborn daughter will forgive him, but he’s had a good start. Esca didn’t even have to do anything, there wasn’t any fight left in that wolf after his Mom got done with him.” She looked over at the two, Konstantin was trying to talk with her and she was watching Jane on the dance floor. She wasn’t making it easy for him, her dress showed off her developing figure and her sharp wit cut like a knife. “She still won’t talk to him, so he wrote her a long letter. I caught her smiling, so he did something right.”

“He won’t give up,” I said as I sat back and smiled again at Esca. “I have another proposal for you to think about.”

“Haven’t you taken enough?” Esca was laughing at me.

“No, this is a good thing. I plan to start an exchange program for the younger members of my Pack, like the humans do with their foreign exchange programs. As juniors in high school, they would spend a school year abroad in an allied Pack under the protection of that Alpha. I’d like to send some to Scotland, some here to America, European countries, wherever there is a Pack I trust. The Moscow Pack has been isolated far too long, and I have to break that cycle with the younger ones. It also gives them a chance to immerse themselves in another language and culture.”

“I’m in favor of it,” Eleanor said. “I’m surprised someone hasn’t tried it before.”

“And I want to ask Jane and Julia to come to Moscow for a year.” Esca’s eyes got wide, but then he thought about it for a while and let out a breath. “She will need to learn the language, and she can be there under our protection. Konstantin will be close enough to see her on weekends, supervised of course. It might help Jane find her mate as well. I plan to travel and see the world, and I’ll bring them along.”

“I can’t stop worrying about their security, they’re my only daughters,” he said.

“Send a Pack Warrior to be their bodyguard. There’s probably someone out there who would want to attend University, learn a language, or search the Continent for their mate.”

“I know this is unorthodox, but we won’t be normal Alphas,” John said. “To me, they are like my nieces. I’ll keep them safe.”

Esca nodded. “I have to think about it and talk to my girls first, plus ask the Pack. Have you talked to Alpha Stan yet?”

“I have, he is excited about it. We’re already getting Charles to draft an exchange treaty to spell it all out. We can set it up to be bilateral or expand it to include other Packs willing to meet the same conditions.” I looked over at Julia. “I imagine she’d love to see the Moscow Ballet or the Symphony. There are excellent music schools there, too.”

“She’s already been looking,” Eleanor said. “She may be pissed at him, but she knows her future and wants to be the best Luna she can be. Jane is apprehensive, she’s always done things with Julia and now she’s the one waiting for her mate.”

Like a cold sheet of water, the Alpha command from Stan to protect the building crashed across the club. Instantly, warriors and Pack leaders were on edge, ready to fight. “What’s going on,” Esca said as he gathered his family behind him. Konstantin stood on his right side, Julia holding him from behind.

“John, Jessie, come to the front door please. There is a messenger here for Jessie.”

“I don’t know, it’s a messenger but it must be bad,” I said as I took John’s hand. We walked through the people as they moved the vulnerable to a defensible position in the bar area, fighters surrounding them.

“I have a bad feeling,” John said. We walked past the coat room to the entryway, where a dangerous-looking man was standing holding a small box. His expensive suit, slicked back hair and pinkie ring were all I needed to see to know what we were dealing with here. “Don’t get too close to him,” John sent me.

“He’s here alone, and he’s not nervous, so he has something in reserve,” I answered. I walked up in front of him, letting my wolf buck up my confidence as I stood tall and unafraid. “You wanted to see me?”

The man smiled, the kind of smile that made your neck tingle with danger. “Ah, Jessie Donato, such a pleasure to finally meet you. I am Santino Riina of Corleone, Sicily. I have a message from my father for you.”

“Why should I listen? I have nothing to do with the Sicilian Mafia, and never will.”

He shook his head and offered me the small box, the size a book

would come in. “You will listen to what I say, and do what I ask of you. You know what we are and what we are capable of, Jessie. You have already inherited Yevgheny’s wealth, and as the only surviving relative of Yuri Zubkov you will inherit his as well. Along with his wealth comes his obligations. He owes us one hundred and thirty million dollars, American. On Wednesday at midnight, that goes to a hundred and forty million. You will make good on his debt to us.”

“I don’t think so.” Something was wrong. I reached out and took the box, pulling the bow open. Lifting off the top, my heart stopped right before John went to grab Stan, who was on the verge of shifting in front of a human. “GET HIM OUT OF HERE,” I yelled.

“Payment information is in the box. We can wipe out everyone you love, Jessie. Don’t be stupid. Pay the money before Larissa Larsen loses anything else.” He walked out, escorted by five men, as Stan was pushed back inside and out of public eye. I picked up the box, looking down in horror at it.

It was Luna Larissa’s ring finger, her wedding ring still attached.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

John’s POV

I shoved Alpha Stan into a group of warriors. “Hold him back until he’s gone,” I said as I waited for Jessie to come back through the doors.

She came in a minute later, holding back her anger. She took off the wedding ring and engagement band before handing off the finger to a visiting Pack Doctor. “GET ME ICE AND A BAGGIE,” he yelled when he saw what it was. “If we can get her back in the next hour or two, there’s still a chance to reattach this,” he said.

Jessie walked straight up to a struggling Stan, placing her hand on his chest. “Calm down, shifting won’t get your mate back,” she said. “I NEED BETAS AND ABOVE IN THE BAR, NOW.” There wasn’t any noise, everyone from the lowest Omega to the Council members present followed her direction.

I looked over at Stan, he needed to take control here. “Where is safer for the ones not fighting, here or the Pack House?”

Stan straightened up and called men over. “Get the buses, take them back to the Pack House. Gentlemen, I need warriors to protect them. I want at least six warriors on the bus each load and two dozen at the house.” The visiting Alphas offered up men immediately; normally the host Pack was responsible for security, but this wasn’t a normal situation. We pushed tables together as mates said goodbye and were escorted to the buses.

I stepped to the front, getting her back would depend on Jessie and I. “I need four teams put together now, at least one Alpha in each, and one member of the St. Croix Pack for communications,” I said. “Form them up and send them out now, at least two vehicles, twenty miles in each direction. They can’t have gotten too far in this time.” They got busy, leaving the Council members, Stan, Victor and Esca with me. “Stan, when was the last time you linked with Larissa?”

“About an hour ago,” he said. “She was handling late deliveries for the ceremony, then she was going to change and come here.” His eyes glazed, and a hurt look came over his face. “They found Larry and Elizaveta; both were out, both hit with dart guns.”

“Elizaveta again? Did she betray you too?” Alpha Javier was about to lose it.

Stan held his hand out to the visiting Alpha. “My men said they must have come in a delivery van, posing as catering staff. Larissa had dozens of deliveries she was managing tonight. Nobody saw them take her, we’re checking cameras now. Larry and his mate were doing perimeter patrols, they weren’t the ones who let them in.”

Jessie smacked the table. “It doesn’t matter how it happened, focus on the problem in front of us first. We have to find her quickly, and this is how we are going to do it.” Everyone listened to her as she laid out the plan; it was simple and direct.

Ten minutes later we were about five miles north of the club. I was being driven in an SUV with Alpha Esca and five warriors, half of which were armed. I was holding Larissa’s engagement ring in my hand, relaxing and falling into the trance Jessie had taught me as she talked me through it over the mind link. Her car had driven south, the wedding band in her hand. Back at the Pack House, the Lunas were in the conference room, looking at a huge map of the Twin Cities area.

We reached an intersection and stopped, the driver relaying our position to everyone. I fell into the trance, focusing my magic on Larissa’s residual essence on her ring, and was rewarded by a green glow around it with a line shooting out from it. We were pointed north, and it went left and behind me. The driver used his phone compass to get a bearing line, 255 degrees. Jessie’s line was at 276. The Lunas plotted our locations and used the lines on the map to locate her. “She’s on Highway 36 near Indian Hills Golf Course,” Beta Abigail linked.