Okay folks! Here is part eight of Guardian Wolf. I apologize for how long it took me to write this. And this isn't the complete chapter. The complete chapter eight was becoming too long and I had already missed too many promised deadlines in the past. So I decided to break this chapter into smaller parts for easier digestion. This chapter will still be four or five Lit pages and I hope it will be received as well as the last chapter.
Because this is a shorter chapter, I hope to have the second part of my original chapter eight finished and ready to post in a couple of weeks. I appreciate all the patience of my readers and the many e-mails I have received to continue my writing with much encouragement.
A quick note about Jessica Hamilton. I know many of you have expressed a desire for me to continue writing about Marcus and Jessica's relationship. The next installment, chapter nine, will start the sequence of events that will lead to Marcus and Jessica's ultimate happiness. I was debating on how soon to expose Jessica to the Lycan world and the knowledge of werewolves. I decided that sooner was better in terms of the flow of the story. Jessica's life is beginning to unravel and her parents are becoming increasingly hostile. Her father, in particular, is starting to show several signs of psychosis and a loss of reality. This will ultimately affect Jessica's safety and ultimately her life. I figured the sooner she was away from her parent's the better. From a safe and nurturing environment, she will be able to develop and mature into a strong and loving woman. Needless to say, with Jessica away from her parents, the need for Augustus and Anna Hamilton to remain alive becomes less important every day. Augustus still has much to answer for what he has done to the Michelson family. I intend, in the next couple of chapters, that justice will be swift and deadly.
Furthermore, just because Jessica has found her mate does not mean she is out of danger. There are still several figures still to be introduced that would like to see her harmed. She still has much in her life, including her narrow view of the world and much of her persona that needs to be modified. It will be up to Marcus and the family to see that she is cared for and shown the way to true happiness. I intend for Marcus and Jessica's characters to remain a main part of the original story; they will not split off into a separate story of their own. I hope my readers will enjoy the direction I will take their relationship in.
Again warnings as to the content contained herein. This part of the story contains strong sexual content including brief scenes of lesbianism, bondage, and domination. I hope you enjoy this next installment of Guardian Wolf.
-DE
Chapter Twelve -- Tattoos, and Piercings
October 5
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To say that James and Rachel were happy was an understatement; they were ecstatic and on top of the world. The meeting at the hospital had gone better than either one dared to hope. Both knew most of the credit began with Camille and ended with the children. James and Rachel did little but facilitate and allow a place for the emotions to appear. James will be the first to admit that Rachel's idea of taking Jessica up to the children was an absolute stroke of genius; Rachel will be the first not to dispute this fact. It was rather a great idea, if she said so herself.
Now the rest was up to Marcus and Camille to continue Jessica's social reprogramming until James and Rachel could return to help. They both prayed to the Gods that Jessica did not have any serious bitch relapses. The more time new Jessica was allowed to have, the faster old Jessica would disappear. It would be best if they found a way to get Jessica away from her parents. They were the source of all her anger, resentment, and bigotry. Her parents were selfish, deceitful, and close minded; they would never accept what Jessica was destined to become. They would never allow Jessica to reach her full potential, to become the strong, independent woman and mate she was destined to be. The more they thought upon this matter, the more it seemed likely that Anna and Augustus Hamilton would not be long for this world. But how would they go about it? James and Rachel would need to speak with their Aunt Camille after they got back.
But right now was all about them; James had big plans for Rachel tonight. Her punishment for last night's social transgressions had not been forgotten. By tomorrow morning, Rachel would never forget to think before she spoke out in anger. James planned on exploring the extents of Rachel's sexual threshold and pushing her education in new horizons of understanding. But first he had to have Thumper add some decorative yet functional accessories to increase the experience of their mutual sexual exploration. He pointed the SUV away from Bellevue and back towards the Seattle Metropolitan area.
James placed their iPod back into the interface jack and pressed play. He had selected a particular heavy playlist to see just how eclectic his mate's metal tastes actually were. The first song to blast out of the speakers was Amon Amarth's 'Thousand Years of Oppression'; it was a personal favorite. The heavy beat started to thump and James watched as Rachel's head started to beat with the rhythm of the music. Excellent!
By the time they entered the parking lot of Thumper's Tattoo Parlor they had worked their way up to Pantera's 'Walk'; it was an oldie, but still a very goodie. By this time both he and his mate were beating their heads to the rhythm of Dimebag Darrell's crashing guitar riffs. As the song finished and faded out, James killed the engine to the Excursion and went around to the other side to help his mate. Instead of throwing his mate over his shoulder in another fireman's carry, he opted to offer his dear Rachel a piggy back ride, which she gladly accepted. Rachel grabbed the back of James's hair, which oddly enough was still in pigtails, and with a resounding 'Giddy-Up' prodded her mate towards the entrance to their cousin's shop. James, ever the clown, whinnied like a horse and galloped towards the shop with his mate laughing on his back.
Of course, to enter the shop, James had to lose his rider. He would have continued through the door, but it was pretty low. One of the curses of being tall; you tended to crack your head on a lot of things (doors, ceiling fans, light fixtures, etc, etc). With another whinny and a snicker, he bucked Rachel of his shoulders back to the ground; Rachel was still laughing hysterically at her goofy mate's antics. James turned around and nudged his wife tenderly through the entrance with his head much like a horse would nuzzle its rider. This cracked Rachel into fresh gales of laughter.
"It's about time you showed up! Thumper was starting to think you had ditched him," a woman said from behind the receptionist counter.
James wrapped his hands around his mate's waist and penguin walked them up to the desk and the waiting receptionist. Introductions were always first.
"Rachel, I would like to introduce Samantha Kirov. Boris, or Bo-Bo as we affectionately call him, this is his mate," James said.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Samantha," Rachel said cheerfully as she appraised the young woman.
"And you too, Rachel. Welcome to the other side of the looking glass. I'll tell Thumper you are here and see if I can drag my husband away from his customer for an introduction," Sam said as she walked into the back room, her butt wiggling merrily with every step.
"It's about time you two showed up!" said a voice behind Rachel and James, "I was starting to wonder whether you got lost or were simply too busy fucking."