After a few weeks of confining herself to the estate, Lucy turned to Jackson one night just as they were tucking into bed. "I think I'm ready to go back to work."
Jackson's face was expressionless. "Are you sure, mate?"
Lucy nodded. "I can't keep this up. Everyone looks like they're walking on eggshells around me. I need some sense of normalcy."
"We've had plenty of Turned wolves over the years. Everyone understands. None of them think any less of you for needing time to adjust to your new life, you know?" Jackson said gently.
"I know..." Lucy trailed off for a moment as she tried to take his comment to heart. "I hear what you're saying but... I'm starting to think less of myself. I
want
to integrate more into pack life. I... I
need
to."
Jackson nodded. "Ok. It's settled then. What do you want to do?"
Lucy blinked at the question. "Um... I hadn't actually gotten that far..." Jackson raised a dark eyebrow at her. "Well, I mean... The environmental compliance stuff is mostly finished. Like I told you before, DeLane Industries was pretty pristine that way even without my input. I can keep tabs on anything that comes up on a routine basis though. But for a consistent day job? I'm not really sure..."
He shot her a devilish grin, "Well, you're in luck. I can think of a
job
that we both already know you're quite exceptional at." The amber glow began to build in his eyes.
Lucy laughed and gently shoved him with her pillow, "I meant something that will be more impactful to the pack as a whole."
Jackson's hand went to his chest with a mock-gasp, "Why, Mrs. DeLane, whatever do you mean? Do you dare insult my innocence?"
She rolled her eyes, still chuckling. "I'm not sure you ever had any innocence to begin with."
Joining in her laughter, he replied with a wink, "Not since you, baby. Although to your earlier point, I will say that a well-satisfied Alpha is a blessing to any pack. Keeps the senses sharp, the mind level..."
Lucy shook her head and tried to think of areas of pack business where she could be of use. She had lots of experience collecting information, combing through documents and pulling out important pieces of information, verifying and vetting information, interviewing people...
"What about security?"
Jackson's eyebrows rose in surprise, "I get the feeling we're no longer discussing blow jobs."
"An astute observation, my Alpha." Lucy giggled.
Jackson scratched his beard, "Well, though you are a higher rank, I don't think I can give you Adam's job as Chief Security Officer. But I'll ask if he has room for another on his team. Yes, I think that would work well."
"Why do I get the feeling that you
asking
basically amounts to an order?"
Jackson shot her a cocky smirk, "Ah, you see, that is because you possess excellent powers of observation and intuition, my Madam Alpha." Jackson rolled towards her, sneaking an arm under her lower back. "Now," his fingers grasped one of her nipples which rose to attention. Lucy gasped. "If we're finished with that portion of the conversation..." Jackson dipped his head down and placed his lips around the hard bud of her nipple. He increased suction until she moaned. "I think we had much more ground to cover on the topic of blow jobs..." He turned to suck mercilessly on her other nipple.
This time, when Lucy opened her mouth to moan, Jackson placed two fingers in between her lips. Lucy instinctively curled her tongue around his fingers, simulating all the things she knew he loved done to his dick.
Jackson groaned into her breast.
Lucy spat his fingers out. "You know, I can think of a much more mutually beneficial place for your cock to go."
The look in his eyes was full of lust. "You're full of good ideas today."
She licked her lips slowly, "Mmm... I'd love to be full of something else."
As Jackson lined up his manhood to her center, he let out a chuckle. "I thought cheesy lines like that were supposed to be my thing?"
With a strong thrust of his thick cock driving deep into her pussy, Lucy let out a howl to alert him that all joking was done. It also alerted the rest of the wolves still at the estate that their Madam Alpha was currently
very
satisfied.
Jackson continued pumping into her relentlessly. The smacking of his heavy balls against her backside seemed thunderous to her heightened senses. Lucy thrust her hips up to meet his blows, desperate for her mate to go as deep as possible, to fill her to the very core.
Jackson's large hand reached down to circle her clit. Another howl ripped through her throat. Not to be outdone, Jackson kept his pace as he threw his head back and let loose a piercing howl of his own.
And the howls continued. For hours.
***
Lucy awoke the next morning feeling refreshed and surprisingly not the least bit sore. She still had a hard time believing how much faster she could heal as a werewolf.
Since they were both preparing for work that morning, the getting-ready routine was somewhat expedited—they shared only one orgasm each in the shower that morning.
As they left the house and headed towards the car door that Tyson held for them, Lucy turned to Jackson and inquired through their mate bond,
Do you know how to drive?
The tension that gathered in Jackson's shoulders was barely perceptible.
"Yes, mate, I know how to drive."
Then why does Tyson drive you everywhere?
Jackson shot a quick glance in Tyson's direction as the shorter man closed the door behind them and hurried to the driver's seat.
"Because he likes to have a job."
Lucy let the idea settle in her mind for a moment. She knew Tyson was Jackson's nephew and go-to assistant, but she never picked up on a sense of neediness from him.
"No, he's not needy."
Jackson seemed almost offended at the suggestion.
"He's-... I have to-... Especially after-..."
Jackson paused for a breath,
"Tyson is more than pack. He's family. I take care of him."
Lucy looked from one DeLane male to the other, trying to understand. She finally nodded her acceptance of the situation. She knew Jackson didn't need her approval, but she wanted to make sure he understood that she would not question his decisions when it came to his nephew.
"You know you guys can talk out loud around me, right?" Tyson said loudly, but not making eye contact through the rearview mirror.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did you want to hear about all the ways that I was suggesting that your Madam Alpha properly service my dick? Do you want to start with the oral or manual versions first?" Jackson shouted back easily, a playful smirk shot toward his mate.
Tyson blushed and turned his focus back to the road. After a minute or two, he added quietly, "Yeah, okay, maybe some things you'd better keep to yourselves."
***
Lucy stood outside of Adam's office door at DeLane Industries. She knocked twice, knowing that given her status within the pack, she didn't really need to knock.
The blond, freckled man opened the door with a smile, "Ah, Madam Alpha. I've been expecting you." He gestured for her to sit at a plush chair in his large office.
Lucy smiled back at him, "As I'm sure Jackson has mentioned, I'm actually looking for work these days. Your area seemed like it may be a good fit. I hope that won't be a problem?"
Adam chuckled, "No, no. Of course not. Honestly, with a pack as large as ours, it's hard to keep up with it all sometimes." He suddenly cleared his throat. "Not that we're not secure. Um. That's not what I-... We're on top of everything-"
Lucy giggled softly, "I'm not here to interrogate you, Adam. I'm just here to help. So, what kinds of things do you do here?"
His shoulders visibly relaxed as he walked her through their scope of work. Adam showed her the various camera feeds, the current top priorities, and a host of ongoing monitoring projects. Lucy was impressed by his knowledge and dedication to the job.
When it came time for lunch, Adam asked if he would join her in the cafeteria. Through their mate bond, Jackson had informed him that he was in the middle of a call, so Lucy agreed.
Lucy expected a fair amount of ogling for herself from the rest of the pack in the DeLane Industries cafeteria (pretty normal even now, though she had been a member of the pack for a few months), but she didn't expect the attention Adam received. Several women blatantly tried to catch his eye or make passing flirtatious comments, but Adam brushed them off politely.
Lucy cocked an eyebrow at him, but kept her comments to herself until they were alone again. "So, do you have a mate?"
