Saint Ives Whelan Chronicles

SIW : Christopher Saint Ives – Whelan.

Here we are with the update. Many thanks go to JazCullen for being my rock and a super duper proofreader. The same goes for all of you in The Guild, love and crave the accurate feedback that only makes these stories better. Lastly another thank you for Asylumseeker for doing the final edit.

Enjoy the read, we're nearing the end of this part of SIW.

Mokkelke.

Chapter Eleven : Confrontations and a Battle Won.

Chris looked down at Mia, who was snuggled up cozily against the side of his body. He smiled knowing how these last hours had passed. He had searched, pushed and conquered her limits time and again, and not once did she disappoint him. She was a sight to behold as she lay there sleeping next to him. Her cheeks carrying a faint pink shade, her long locks in disarray, yet she was relaxed and sound asleep.

He hated to wake her up, but he had to. In two hours they were meant to meet up with everybody else and settle everything once and for all.

Turning on his side, Chris pulled her closer. His lips started a light trail from her temple to her cheeks and ended on her lips. He felt her stir once he deepened his probing and she allowed him entrance. She moaned softly as their tongues started a lazy dance, exploring each other once more. A brief touch here and there was all both of them needed to take that next step.

Gently Chris rolled Mia onto her back, bracing himself on his elbows, he parted her legs with his own. His moan was muffled because their lips never parted. Slowly he rubbed himself against her swollen lips and now it was his turn to capture the moan escaping from her lips.

Pulling back a bit more, his throbbing cock positioned itself at her awaiting opening. Nudging gently he slipped inside of her and in the same lazy rhythm he started making love to her. His arms snaked around her shoulders, one of his hands cupping her head tenderly. She kept amazing him with how she made him feel.

She gave herself to him unconditionally the past hours, no matter how far he had pushed her, she had trusted him, knowing he would never do anything to hurt her, no matter where their thirsts took them. As much as he was able to torment her sexually, he also relished in the fact that this new found lovemaking completed their bonding.

He enjoyed this silent intimacy. Reading each other's feelings without having to use words or their mental bond. Accepting each other's touch without reservation or hesitation. Sure, his past conquests gave themselves willingly, but never unconditionally.

Thrusting deep, he waited a few seconds each time before pulling pack. His free hand started traveling her soft curves, tweaking a nipple as he passed it, caressing her sides softly before he moved his hand between them. His thumb found her clit and he applied a bit of pressure, rubbing in little circles around and over the stiff little nubbin that protruded from between her swollen labia.

This last move was all Mia needed to lose herself in the overwhelming feelings as her orgasm crashed over her, delicious wave after delicious wave. She felt the tension in Chris' muscles, who was trying his best to keep the same pace. She wanted him with her in this moment and she upped the pressure of her contracting muscles around his hard shaft.

Two, three more thrusts he lasted before the pressure proved to be his undoing and with a muffled groan he shot ropes of cum in her slick insides. Panting heavily, he finally released her lips, gloating when he saw how swollen they were, and wet and a deep red from what seemed to be the longest kiss he's ever given in his long life so far.

Cradling her close, he turned them sideways. With a hint of regret he knew they couldn't stay like this, at least not today.

"Sweetheart, we really should get up and get ready. We're supposed to be at Ed's in an hour and a half to meet up with the others," he gently reminded her.

"I know, I'm just not sure if I can walk yet," Mia said as she grinned. "You'll probably have to carry me to the shower and give me a sponge bath."

"Then that is just what I'll do. We can't be late, at least not today," he said, repositioning himself so he was able to sit upright and have Mia sitting in his lap. He had guided her legs around his waist before standing up and walking towards the bathroom as Mia clung to him like a little monkey.

Making haste, they showered and dressed in easy fitting clothes that could easily be discarded or wouldn't be missed should they have to shift suddenly. Much to his surprise they had more time left than he thought they had, so when he drove over to Ed's place they stopped at a diner and ordered some sandwiches to take away and two cups filled with strong java to kick start them for the moment.

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They were all standing around Ed's big mahogany desk, taking a look at the MacLachlan territory. They had circled a few areas that should be safe for Mia to stay once they had safely removed the women from their houses. Merlin had been scouting up front and with a mere touch he imprinted the areas in Mia's mind, so she would be able to use them when it was time.

Suddenly they all perked up at an unfamiliar smell in the room. Looking around searchingly they saw Merlin smiling through his teeth.

"I thought it best to give myself a scent, that way they won't pick up on me not being a were," he explained.

The others nodded in agreement.

Looking at them all, Chris hoped that everything would go smooth and that Richard's father wouldn't put up too much of a fight. His hopes might have been in vain, but one could try nonetheless. All of them gathered on the dance floor of the club. Ed had made sure that it was empty and all personnel that were normally around in the morning cleaning up were sent home for the day. This gave them a perfect spot to depart now and arrive back to later on.

"Everybody ready to get this show on the road?" Chris asked them all, looking at them once more as they stood in a circle.

"Let me have the honor of taking us there. It's the easiest for me to move a large group in one go, and we'll be less likely to draw attention to ourselves," Merlin said.

Adam nodded in agreement. He had donned his old army attire and looked like he'd just stepped off the battlefield. He was going into combat mode. Aware that he probably wouldn't have to do much didn't lessen his need to be prepared for everything. The only thing missing was a rifle and the camouflage striped on his face.

The others, just as Mia and Chris, had put on easy clothes, even Gwen and Merlin though they most likely would stand out if a battle started.

"Come on, give each other a hand and I'll have us there in a heartbeat," Merlin spoke up again.

Doing what he asked they all reached out to the people standing on either side of them and true to his words, not a second later they found themselves surrounded by trees, standing in the middle of a large clearing. Ed and Adam shook their heads to orientate themselves. Being the only two who hadn't been ported so far, this first time disorientated them slightly.

Chris and Jack checked their surroundings, making sure they were safe and undetected. Then Mia joined them and Jack led them to where the women were housed. The rest of them waited until either Chris or Mia sent back news they were in a safe spot and they were ok.

As Jack approached the tiny houses that looked more like derelict shacks, he could see one or two sticking out their heads to see what was going on. Much to their relief they recognized Jack and stepped into full view. Then they stepped back in surprise as both women noticed the two people following behind Jack.

"It's ok, they're here to help. Our time has finally come to get out of this mess. This is Chris Whelan and his mate Mia. They have a few special abilities they're going to use to help us. Others are waiting for us to get to a safe place first and then my brother will go take care of the Alpha," Jack explained.

Both women gasped when they heard him mention his brother, they all assumed Richard was dead.

A smile crept over Jack's face. "Trust me, he's very much alive. Mia is his daughter."

The women's surprise turned into curiosity now.

"We don't have too much time now, we have to get all of you together and then we're going to get you out of here the same way as we came. Can you two help gather everyone else and explain we're going to move you all?"

The shorter of the two women replied, "It would be my pleasure! Come on, Ariadna, let's get moving. The sooner we're outta here, the better!"

With Jack and the women going from shack to shack it only took a few minutes to round them all up. Most, if not all, wore a surprised look on their face, but that quickly changed when they heard in more detail what was going on. Mia and Chris urged them to stay quiet so as not to draw attention to them.

Mia explained in a hushed tone what the plan was. Some of the women became frightened but with enough coaxing she managed to calm them down. She told them to hold on to each other and close their eyes. Not used to moving a group this large she mentally reached out to Chris and tapped into his slumbering powers to add to her own.

Without a problem they all appeared at the designated location. To the side were the others waiting. The large group fell apart as most of them fought some dizziness but once they cleared their heads they looked around them.

They recognized their surroundings, knowing it was one of the few areas they all considered safe. This knowledge calmed them even more. It was then that some of them noticed the bystanders, a few of the older women recognizing Richard.

Their faces brightened up as they walked towards him, touching him briefly and taking a sniff to make sure it really was him. Richard let it all happen, he understood the shock it must have been to hear he was still alive after all this time. Once their initial curiosity was satisfied, things went back to normal, the women gathering in small groups.

Richard addressed them all when he explained what their basic plan was, without revealing the true heritage of his mate and her father. He made it seem that the tall blond man was just another from the Whelan pack. He was surprised when Merlin stepped forward and spoke to them.

"Can I have a quick word with all of you in private?" he asked the women. Merlin turned around to his companions, hoping they wouldn't act too shocked at his request. They wore a puzzled look, but he gave them a pleading expression as if asking silently to trust him. Richard gave his consent and with that Merlin turned back to the women and escorted them just a small distance away.

All gathered close, he looked over them in silence.

"Who of you went through a forced mating?" Merlin wanted to know.

He was surprised to easily see three quarters of the women raising their hand. The reality of the Alpha's action became an even harsher reality now he saw how many women had been kidnapped over the years and were forced to mate.

"Do you wish that bond to stay or would you prefer to be free of it? Possibly finding your true mate?" Merlin asked again.

Hope appeared on all the faces as one by one they all nodded, speechless to what the blond man was implying.

"One by one touch my hand. That way I can learn who you are. When the time is right you'll be free to look for your true mates," he said in a hushed voice. "You'll know when it happens."

One after the other stepped forward to touch him. They all had a stunned look on their face. They didn't know how this man was going to be able to do what he hinted at, but they were hopeful. The women knew they couldn't contact their own human families, not after being turned into a werewolf. Their best shot at some kind of happiness was to find their true mates, not those Neanderthals that called themselves their mates now.

"I know it's difficult to grasp what or how I'm going to do this, but trust me, I already know how, I just need to wait a bit for the when. You won't feel any discomfort when the bond goes away, that's all I'll say. Just trust me and be patient," Merlin spoke to the group.

Ariadna stepped forward. "We'll be patient, we trust Jack, if he says our day has come to be free, then it shall be so. If you, in some way, can give us back our freedom, we'll extend that trust. Personally I prefer a lifetime of searching for my true mate, instead of having to endure the one I was forced to have, any longer. I trust you know what you're doing and suggesting otherwise you wouldn't have done so in the first place."

"That is true, young one," Merlin said. Reaching out he touched her temples and closed his eyes. Concentrating briefly, he looked at the future of this woman and smiled. "You, my child will find happiness again, maybe closer to home than you ever thought possible. Just give it time," he cryptically told her. "It will take a few decades, but use that time to grow and learn, and all will turn out fine."

He broke their contact as he stepped back, leaving behind a stunned Ariadna, who was still mulling over what he'd told her.

"Come let's get back to the others before they start thinking I'm forming my personal harem here," he said as he winked mischievously at them which made many of them burst out in genuine laughter.

"We're all set now?" Richard asked as he looked at the others for confirmation.

Ed, Chris and Adam nodded, Gwen took hold of Richard's hand as confirmation. Merlin just smiled.

As was discussed Mia would stay with the women. Realizing how many there were, they decided it might be best for Jack to remain with them. This leveled the way for them with the Alpha, so they wouldn't anger him with having Jack in their presence when they confronted him.

They split up, but they weren't that far gone when Chris came back, grabbed hold of Jack and whispered close to his ear, "You better make sure nothing happens here, and none, specially Mia, doesn't get hurt, you understand? Because if you don't, then that little tussle we had in the woods is nothing compared to what I'll do with you then, family or not."

Taken aback by the fierceness of the words Jack could only nod. Chris released him and stalked over to where Mia was standing, she hadn't even tried to stop him. Pulling her to him, he slanted his lips over hers in a bruising kiss.

I know you're strong, but whatever happens, don't be the heroine, I need both of you to stay safe

he told her.

I won't. Trust those with you, everything will be all right

she replied.

Releasing her lips he planted a tender one on her forehead before turning around and rejoining the group. Ed swung an arm over Chris' shoulder and probably said something through their brother bond because not a second later he got pushed away and slapped on the back of his head. Ed clearly tried to hold back his laughter. His baby brother was well and truly tamed now and he couldn't help but tease him, just to break a bit of his tension.

Slowly they made their way towards the center of the pack land. They exchanged several questing looks. They had the wind in their face, so their scent wouldn't alert them. They were being silent, to avoid detection. What puzzled them was that there was no guard patrolling the grounds. No matter how good or bad a pack was doing, there were always some people on guard duty.

Were their resources so dwindled or was the Alpha really that confident thinking that his pack had no need of guards?

"Why don't you all stay hidden for now? I'll go make an early morning call. Should the patrols be hidden, which I doubt, we have the element of surprise on our side," Richard whispered.

"Ok, seems fair. Adam will scout the right side of here, then I'll take the left," Ed added his own suggestion.

"I'll cover the back side. I can drop the scent so should they be up and about, they can't smell me either way," Merlin added quickly. He didn't even wait for a reply but simply vanished.

Chris and Gwen were the only ones left. They sought out a good hiding place to have a good view of their surroundings. Together they watched Richard walking up to the bigger house that stood amongst the smaller ones.

Still nobody had noticed a stranger was present on their pack land. Richard knocked on the door, waited several moments before knocking again. Still there was no reply.

I'm going to check inside. Stay put unless I say otherwise. Ok?

Richard told Gwen.

Ok

was her quick reply. She passed on this little update to Chris who was able to relay it to the others.

Anxiously they kept on waiting, not knowing what was going on inside.

Inside the small mansion Richard sniffed and almost coughed as the irritating smell of marijuana and other illegal substances reached his sensitive nose.

What in heaven's name did my father turn this pack into? This looks like a bordello and smells like a drug lord's private get-a-way.

He shook his head trying to get rid of the awful odors invading his nostrils once more.

Silently he walked further inside. The first door stood open and he peeked inside. Several forms lay all over the place. Some in human form, others in their wolf form, all snoring away the day, unaware they were being looked upon.

Stalking backwards, he carefully closed the door. Calling in a bit of his magic he melted the door handle and the lock, effectively locking them in. Though he knew the door wouldn't hold them back, it was easier to hear a door being broken instead of giving them a chance to sneak up on him.

Every room he encountered presented him with a similar scene as the first one. And every time he left the room silently, locking them in the same way. Making his way up the stairs, he noticed that here things at least looked a bit more kept up.

Not that it really mattered. He never liked this place when he grew up here, he couldn't care less in what state it was now. Sadly the state it was in was just another indication of how poorly his father was managing the pack. Taking note he stayed silent, he inspected the closed rooms on the first floor. All of them were empty.

Creeping towards the last room he had still to check, he was unsure of what scene awaited him there. Needing a few seconds of his own he regained his calm nature. He made a mental connection to his mate and told her of what he found inside. That all the people were out cold from drinking and drug abuse. He also told her he had sealed all the rooms so should some of them decide to wake up and grace them with their presence they wouldn't be able to sneak up on them, they would make enough noise to alert them all.

His hand on the door handle, he took another breather before turning the doorknob and pushing open the door. There, in the middle of an oversized circular bed, lay his father, the almighty Alpha, completely knocked out from drugs and alcohol. He was almost tempted to just walk up to him, slit his throat and have this over and done with.

Richard wouldn't do that, he wanted his father to know who took over his pack. He wanted him to know who ended his reign as tyrant and dictator of this pack. Walking around the bed his nose cringed at the smell coming towards him. Though the man on the bed was still of an impressive size and build, he didn't feel anything for him.

All he wanted now was to see the look on that man's face when he realized he'd lost his pack. Not caring if he hurt him or not, he grabbed hold of one of his father's ankles and pulled him out of the bed. With a loud thud he fell on the ground, grunting a little then just turning on his side as if nothing happened and continued to snore as if his life depended on it.

Richard prodded him with his booted foot. Still no movement. Sighing audibly he went to the en-suite, looked around and found a half filled trash can. He emptied it in the tub then filled it with cold water. Walking over to his dad he turned the trash can and poured the cold contents over the snoring man.