I know, my updating is woeful at best, sorry.
Thank you Jen, I seriously would not have been able to get this chapter up if you didn't help me.
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Chapter 6: Northward Bound
It was nearly evening when Lissia and Vulferam emerged from the cellar and swiftly entered Lissia's quarters. No one dared to disturb them, to give them some time together without the knowledge of their imminent separation. The war had caused much heart ache amongst the mortal world; a few immortals also had to do their part to protect their existence. However they had been occupied for most of the day and it was becoming apparent that they would not emerge without encouragement.
The Major had grown impatient waiting for them to leave each other alone and took it upon himself to interrupt them. He marched right up to the staff quarters and bashed on Lissia's bedroom door until an irate and naked Vulferam answered the door. "This had better be important," the Wolf fumed angrily, glaring at the Major as though he was a mixture of mortal enemy and prey.
Alec swallowed nervously, an apex predator stood, towering over him in a threatening posture which would make anyone feel vulnerable. "Officially, you are still a prisoner here, Captain." The Swan stood fast in his position, trying to look authoritative towards the Wolf who was looking quite bemused. Alec shifted nervously from one foot to the other, briefly looking down only to catch the impressive erection Vulferam still had, glistening with the dew from Lissia. He shot his eyes back up to the increasingly angry Wolf glaring at him.
Vulferam's nose twitched, smelling the obvious fear emanating from the Major like a miasma of acrid swamp gas. The Major looked so scared, this made Vulferam very happy, "A man like you should know better than to interrupt such an intimate moment between a man and a woman." The Wolf's growl rumbled in his chest like thunder.
"I-if that was a threat, dog," Alec postured, trying to regain his authoritative stance, "Y-you will be reprimanded." He lifted his chin in a challenging way.
Alec felt his blood run cold as Vulferam grinned malevolently, "Does the birdie want to play?" He took a step closer to the Major who was now beginning to shake from fear.
It was then Lissia decided to pop her head around from behind Vulferam, "Vulferam, play nice," she purred, stroking her mate's well muscled chest, "He wouldn't be interrupting us if it were not important."
The Wolf appeared to calm down a little, though still fuming from the disturbance, "State your purpose or leave us be."
Alec sighed, "Can the both of you come down to my office as quickly as you can," he tried not to give away any of what he needed to talk about with them. "It is vital that we discuss Vulferam's issues." He did not give them the chance to respond, he retreated quickly, leaving the two lovers staring after him.
"You scared him," Lissia smirked, "His fear is stinking up the place." She let her hand travel down his defined abdominals to the nest of blond hair at the base of his hard staff. She gripped him firmly and gave a few tantalisingly slow strokes before pulling away.
Vulferam growled playfully and caught her wrist, "Finish what you start, mein kleiner Vampir." He forcibly pulled her up against him, "Schmecken Sie mich!"
Lissia teasingly bit her lip, "I always do," she huskily growled back, "And I will, as soon as we settle what Alec wanted." She flicked down her fangs, collecting the droplets of venom with her finger and smeared it across the tip of his erection, "That is a promise."
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Lissia and Vulferam emerged from their room shortly after the Major's departure. They were presentable in military fashion with their hair tidily presented, their clothing neat and shoes polished. Lissia in her pristine uniform looked freshly pressed and no one would guess that she had been up to anything if it were not for the tell tale aroma of sex.
Prisoners watched the two of them walk hand-in-hand up to the Major's office, sparking questions as to where the good doctor had been the last three days. Vulferam eyed each of the men standing near them as they walled, growling possessively over his woman. "Ignore them," Lissia whispered in a voice only he could hear, "I only have eyes for you."
Vulferam turned away to look at his Vampiress; smiling lovingly back at him, how was he so lucky to find a beautiful woman like her he will never know and during such a turbulent time in the world. "If any of them touch you, I will kill them," he declared casually. "While they are near you, I have to keep an eye on them which takes my eyes off you. The inconvenience alone is infuriating enough, let alone their fantasies." He smiled and opened the door leading into the Major's office for her like the gentleman he was.
"Ah," Alec feigned surprise though he was fooling no one, "Please take a seat." He wrung his hands nervously, still feeling the affects of Vulferam's predatory gaze.
Upon sitting down the couple noticed both Tristan and Gabriel sitting there also. Vulferam did not think anything amiss, but his Vampiress thought otherwise. "What is this about?" Lissia asked Alec, though she was looking between her sire and friend, she noted that Gabe looked guilty and sad. She cocked her eyebrow at him and he looked away. She had never seen him act so suspiciously before.
Alec waited for them to sit before starting. "We have found a pack for Vulferam," he stated as emotionlessly as he could. He looked past Vulferam rather than at him, not trusting his nerves just yet.
Vulferam leaned in closer, "A pack?" He queried, puzzled over the use of such an animalistic term for a group of werewolves, though logically it did make sense to him.
"A community of werewolves," Lissia clarified quickly, "You will have to tell them he is not interested." She tilted her chin in defiance.
"He must go," Alec explained, wringing his hands, "He has no idea what it takes to be a wolf and we do not have authorisation to have him here." He could be dangerous, the Major thought quietly to himself.
"What is the location of my new pack?" Vulferam asked, holding Lissia's hand to calm her down.
"The Isle of Skye," Gabe answered quietly, so much so that he was barely heard by anyone.
"Scotland?" Lissia shrieked, "We're going to Scotland?" She looked at Vulferam who just nodded, accepting the idea of their imminent departure from Crewe Hall.
"No, he's going to Scotland," Alec pointed to Vulferam, "You will resume your roll as doctor of this encampment." Vulferam growled at the Major's explanation, it meant that he would be separated from Lissia, an idea that was painful to comprehend.
"Then he is not going," She announced resolutely, defiantly challenging her superior officer, "Where Vulferam goes, I go."
"You have your responsibilities," Alec raised his voice retorting with the old approach of 'he with the louder voice is the correct one', "Don't forget that." Alec wished he had a good shot of scotch at that moment, feeling his momentary courage slip away as quickly as it had come.
Lissia went quiet, contemplating the options and a possible compromise; this surprised the Major as much as everyone else in the room. "Then let me take him," she finally said, "If you insist on separating us, then let me have some time with him. The war could go on for years and we do not know when or if we will ever see each other again." Her voice hitched without warning.
Alec saw something he did not expect, Lissia's lip quivered slightly, scarcely detectible to even his eyes. He knew what had happened between the two of them in the cellar, he wondered how he would react if someone wanted to separate him from his mate for an undetermined length of time. He stared at her, seeing the resolution in her eyes, "You will go either way won't you." His arrogant resolve had disappeared and was now replaced with compassion; he would be a cold bastard to ignore their connection.
"You know I will," she answered his rhetorical question, her determination unwavering.
With a sigh Alec nodded, "You need to travel there on foot," he informed her, "Fuel rations won't allow us to send you by car."
"When do we leave?" Vulferam asked now, travelling a great distance on foot did not phase him, he liked walking. What he did not like was the thought of being apart from Lissia; she was his and should be at his side at all times.
"As soon as you are ready," Alec could not look Vulferam in the eye, what he was doing was a bastard's act and all in the room knew it, but the Pantheon itself would demand the same thing and nobody wanted to involve them. "We will supply everything you will need."
Lissia stood, not wanting to be in the room any longer, "I do hope you gentlemen enjoyed the show," she spitefully scorned her Sire and Gabe. She glided out of the room in a manner she had perfected over the centuries in the company of the aristocracy, Vulferam following her in a less elegant fashion.
"She won't be coming back will she," Tristan voiced the thought going through all their minds, the sadness of losing his progeny echoing in his countenance.
"No, I don't think she will," Alec agreed, guilt stabbing at his gut for the relief he felt with Vulferam's imminent departure.
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Lissia slammed the door shut behind her, the full weight of reality pressing down on her, "Those bastards!" She choked back the tears that threatened to spill. "How dare they do this to us."
Vulferam pulled her into his arms to comfort her, seeing her cry was not something he wanted to experience. He felt a warm wet patch forming on his shoulder from her tears, "Hush, meine liebe," he soothed, stroking her back gently, "I will not abandon you, and you would not abandon me." He placed a soft kiss to her head, feeling her calm slightly.
