Ms. Responsibilities

Winter

Waking up the next morning I felt much like I was either the python that wrapped around my next meal or I was the next meal and someone else was the python.

What I mean is I woke up in a tangled mess with who I'm guessing to be Echo. Looking over at my alarm clock, that hasn't gone off due to it being Saturday, I see that's only 7.

A perfect time to continue sleeping, but since I have to pee and my stomach is making a dying whale noise I figured I might as well get up before I wake him.

If I haven't already.

Trying to untangle myself from him was harder than completing a rubix cube, but I somehow managed.

Slowly sliding to the edge of the bed I tip toe my way toward the bathroom where I relieve myself, wash my hands, and then make my way quietly toward the door.

Making my way downstairs I let the dogs out the back door and head to kitchen to start breakfast.

You might ask why someone of my wealth, and butler status would make my own meals. And I would tell you that I enjoy it.

I enjoy the freedom doing something by myself gives me.

Hating the thought of pancakes I look in the fridge to see what I could make for breakfast. Pulling out plenty of eggs, cheese, cold cuts, and a green pepper I decide to make omelets.

Walking over to the pantry I get the bread for French toast and then bring it back to the counter with the rest of the ingredients. Placing them in order around me I reach for the handle of the drawer next to my thigh, grab a knife, and then slide the cutting board closer to me.

With that done I begin to cut all of the meats and peppers into slices so I can place them into a bowls and make the egg batter for the omelets.

Turning around I bend over and grab two skillets from the broiler under the oven. Placing them on the stove I turn it on and head back to the fridge to grab butter. Flinging a nice sliver in each pan I turn back around to finish the other process.

I didn't expect to see him sitting at the counter nor did I even hear him come down, so when I saw him I screamed and if there was something in my hand I would've dropped it by now.

Grabbing my chest I try to calm my racing heart as Echo comes around the counter and holds my arms in his hands.

Once my breathing calms I begin to smack his chest because he almost gave me a damn heart attack.

"Don't fucking do that!"

Grabbing my hands in his one he tucks stray strands of my hair behind my ear.

"Alright alright. I'm sorry, now please calm down."

Huffing I pull my hands from his and turn back to resume my work. With Echo working by my side we were able to cook all that food within twenty minutes.

Setting aside a plate for Roger I pour myself a glass of almond milk. I give Echo OJ before sitting down next to him to eat.

We ate in silence, except for the occasional groan from Echo as he scarfed down his portion. Once he was done practically licking his plate clean he turned toward me and watched as I ate the rest of my food.

Shifting around in my seat I get kind of uncomfortable from him staring at me eat so I put my fork down and look over at him.

"What Echo?"

He gives me a piercing look before grabbing my fork and feeding me. Deciding that he liked doing that quite well he continued to do it even when I tried to grab the fork from him.

"We're going to the pack house after this."

Almost choking on my food I hold up a finger so I can chew and swallow my food before asking my question.

"What? Why?"

He places another forkful of food into my mouth. So while I'm occupied he can explain.

"The family wants to explain some things to you about this werewolf thing and your role in this since you've accepted it. Then Roger's coming later to discuss coming back into the pack."

Swallowing my food I take a sip of my milk before setting it back down.

"What role? I thought I was just your mate."

"You're far from just being my mate. You are also the mother to the pack. You care for our pack in ways I can't, you take on the role of being my equal as well as standing by my side in all important matters. You are my Luna, my pride, my love, and second to none to me."

I'm speechless. But looking down I notice that my plates empty so getting up I grab our dishes and place them in the sink. I turned on the water to wash them but was cut off when Echo placed his hands on my hips and moved me to the side.

"I got this babe. Go get dressed."

Kissing his cheek I wipe my hands on his shirt and then run up the stairs laughing the whole time. Walking into my room I go into my bathroom and start the shower.

Peeling off my clothes I put them in the laundry and jump in the shower. Washing my body and hair I shave quickly before getting out and wrapping myself in a towel.

Opening the door steam from the bathroom travels into my room.

Not noticing Echo who is sitting on my bed I walk into my closet and let the towel fall to the floor. With the door wide open and the presence of Echo still not known I continue to get dressed as if nothing was wrong.

And for the most part nothing was until I felt hands tingle there way up my thighs and follow the journey along my curves to rest on my upper torso.

Now I know that this isn't the best thing to happen since that means Echo is standing right behind me. A me in which case only managed to put on underwear, so out of that I'm naked and my boobs swing free.

OK not literally swing, but I don't have a bra on so yah.

With my nakedness being established I have to say that the tingles still feel delicious against my body.

Snapping out of my delicious delirium I grab a hold of his hands before he can go any further and its in that moment where I feel it.

What you say? What do I feel?

His disco stick!

Rod!

Cocker spaniel!

Magic wand!

Whatever nickname people use for a guys dick!

I felt his dick standing straight like a soldier against my middle back.

Lemme just say he's huge!

....I'm scared.

Gasping I try to wiggle away from him only to end up with my back pushed up against the wall of the closet. Looking up into his eyes I noticed that they got a little lighter, not so much that he's now Rome, but enough that I know he's affected by my nakedness.

His hands trail back down to my legs and I let out a small, embarrassing squeal as my back is slid up the wall due to Echo picking me up. With my legs wrapped around his hips and my boobs just below eye level I place my hands on his shoulder because there's no other place to put them.

"Uh Echo what are you- mmph

His lips claim mine in a fiery kiss and I can do nothing but whine softly into his mouth and take his kisses as they are. I have no control over his movements so there's no point in fighting his touch, so why not reciprocate?

As I sit there open to his advances I feel his warm hand cup one of my boobs which startles me enough so that I try to detach his lips from mine but only succeeding in getting nipped on the lip. Whining against the slight pain I moan into his mouth as his tongue soothes away the nip before he breaks the kiss himself.

Breathing heavily I rest/hide my face in the crook of his neck as his hand not holding me up by my ass begins a gentle and rhythmic squeezing of the breast already in his hand.

My already gasping breath hitches as his hand notion feels wonderful and causes a torrent of pleasure to flow down my body. Rocking against his hold I lift my head and try to wiggle myself further up his body.

Why you ask? Because his downstairs partner is stabbing me again in my downstairs lady. If we didn't have layers on, the two downstairs neighbors would join together for a nice talk and wrestle in the sheets.... Or in my case against the wall.

Once I'm far enough up his body that he now stares directly at my breasts I fist my hand in his hair and tug on it until his gaze meets mine.

"Echo please stop. As enjoyable as this is we just started whatever this is and I'm not ready to go further."

His eyes flash the golden color of Rome one more time before staying on the chocolate brown of Echo and as this happens my hand continues to grip his hand as I fight for breath.

Backing away from the wall Echo slides me down his body until my feet touch the floor and with one last squeeze of my hips he turns and walks out of the closet and out of my room.

As soon as the door clicks shut behind him my legs collapse beneath me and I kneel there gasping for breath and trying to grasp what the fuck just happened.

Getting up shakily off the floor I feel my arousal between my legs and with an incredibly red face I go back to the bathroom to clean myself up down there.

...again.

Coming out dry within minutes I go back to the closet and finish getting dressed. Changing my under wear I put a bra on and stare at the hangars of clothes lining the rack around me.

Choosing some jeans that hug my figure just right I pick out a plain navy blue shirt and pull those on before walking to my vanity and sitting down in front of the mirror.

Brushing out my hair I let it fall down my back in soft, long waves before standing up and, for better words, bouncing down the stairs.

Reaching the bottom in an extremely good mood I walk over to the door, sliding my blue flats on I walk out the door in which Echo was currently holding open for me.

Sliding into the passenger seat of his car I buckle up while he slides in beside me and turns the car on. Looking over at me he waits until it clicks before pulling out of my driveway and completely ignoring his seat belt as is.

It didn't take long for the ride to become awkward due to the events of this morning and the deathening silence of the road. Clearing my throat lightly I glance at him from the corner of my eye before reaching out and turning the radio on.

Jumping at the sudden intense volume of the music I quickly turn it down so my eardrums don't blow out of my head like a damn rocket.

Ya know being a werewolf and all I'd expect him to have a more sensitive ear than me. Apparently not.

And even though I did all that work the awkwardness of the ride didn't get any better. Matter of fact I think it got worse.

Dealing with the tension in the car no more Echo reaches out and turns the volume all the way down, so low that I barely notice its still on.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that. I don't regret doing that specifically, I regret making you uncomfortable with doing something you weren't ready for. I promise I won't do anything you won't be ready for, no matter how much it'll kill me," he said that last bit lower, probably so I wouldn't catch it but jokes on him, I did.

Smiling softly I tuck my feet up under me on the seat and leaning toward him I wrap my arm around his that was resting lightly on the console between us. Laying my head on his arm I feel his arm flex with his movements and those calmed me down a lot. Staring at the road ahead of us I feel his lips lightly touch the top of my head before the feeling leaves me.

Shortly after that we arrive outside his house, or what I now know to be the pack house. He drives up the driveway and stops right in front of the steps. Doing what he needs to he turns off the car before pulling his arm from my hold and getting out. Walking around to my side he opens the door for me and waits for me to get situated before climbing out myself.

Moving to the side I wait for him to close the door before taking his hand in mine and walking to the house with him beside me. Once we hit the bottom step the door flings open and there stands Ezra with her cute Lil baby on her hip.

"Its about damn time you got here. We've been waiting on you for weeks missy."

She shakes her finger at me like I did wrong, but there was a slight smile on her face so I know I didn't totally get reprimanded.

"Shut it E, she's here now and that's all that matters."

With a smile still etched onto her face she looks toward Lil Delilah and blows a raspberry.

"Isn't he just touchy. Someone got up on the wrong side of the bed."

I hear him groan beside me before he tugs on my hand for me to follow him up the stairs. Once we got close enough I notice that Delilah is staring intently at me and I can't help but to wonder what I have on my face. When I was right next to Ezra Delilah raised her hands to me in the universal up sign and made little grabbing motions with her hands.

Looking at Ezra I see that the look on her face is one of shock and looking at Echo I see the same so either I'm wrong or this doesn't happen much.... Whatever this is.

Letting Echo's hand fall I look at Ezra one more time before lifting my arms and taking Delilah into my own arms. Almost immediately she settles and wraps her arms around my neck, she shoves her face into the side of my neck too and I become aware of the fact that she begins to sniff at it.

Why? I don't know. But I sure hope I don't smell bad.

Ignoring the looks of Ezra and Echo and the sniffing girl in my arms I walk into the house and take a left to go to the kitchen. Walking toward the kitchen my hand unconsciously starts rubbing her back and as I walk into said kitchen I wonder what could be wrong with those two.

Over thinking like usual when I walk in I'm not focusing on anything else so I don't notice the shocked looks of his parents and her mate. I missed the clatter of a tong as it slipped from Camilla's hands, the shuffle of the newspaper as Troy dropped it onto the table, and the choking sound of Axel as his coffee went down the wrong tube.

The only reason I snapped out of it was because Delilah was poking my cheek and the fact that it was quieter than what I imagine a pack house to be. So with that being said I looked up to see the everyone staring at me like I had 9 heads and like 3 mouths on each face.

Ultimately it was weird.

Sitting down up at the island with Lil Delilah on my lap I look at Camilla since she was literally across from me.

"Why is everyone staring at me like that? Do I look uglier than usual today? A frog growing out of my face?"

I feel a hand slide down my back and then tingling sparks following the trail before Echo shows up next to me and kisses my cheek.

So I guess the frog theory is out cause I'm pretty sure if it was the case nobody would be kissing my face. At least I hope not. I'd hope they'd be trying to get the frog off without killing me.

Axel seems to come out of it before the others do and he comes over and takes Lil Delilah from my hold before leaning against the counter next to me.

"Delilah normally doesn't like other people. She liked you the last time you came though. That was unusual because it usually takes awhile for that too, but the fact that she let you hold her is something else altogether."

"Doesn't she like to be held normally?"

"Well ya. But the only ones that can hold her are us, Echo, Troy, and Camilla. She even gives my parents a fight when they want to hold her."

My mouth turns into a O as my eyes bug out and a glass of water is put in front of my face by Troy and he leans against the counter across from me.

"As amazing as this is we have more important matters to discuss."

Looking over to Echo in confusion I can't help to be held out of the loop.

Almost as if Camilla knew what I was thinking she reaches over and smacks Echo in the back of head and while he sits there rubbing it she gives him a disappointed look.

"I can't believe you didn't tell her anything. Did you guys even talk last night?"

He grumbles under his breath as she gives me an apologetic look.

"Yeah... Some."

"I can't believe you.... Actually yes I can. Come on honey, we'll explain everything."

She grabs my hand, squeezing it slightly, before dropping it and shoving Axel aside to take his spot next to me.

"Damnit woman."

I heard Axel grumble as he stumbled before catching himself.

Don't worry he hadn't been holding Delilah.

Ignoring the teasing look she gave him he goes over to where Ezra sat with Delilah and picked her up. Settling her down in his lap it seems like the whole family is gathered in a relaxing family meeting.

I feel the tingles across my shoulder as Echo drapes his arms across my shoulder, pulling me closer to him as I look to his parents who looked very comfy beside me.

"Now that we're all settled shall we tell you what you need to know?"

Nodding my head slightly I sit and wait for them.

"Werewolves have been around for many many years. We've stayed mostly hidden behind the sidelines to avoid confrontation with the humans and to keep them away from our ways. No offense to you dear but we all know how the humans are, they destroy everything in their path and seeing how most Weres aren't as numerous as wolves having humans know could be the trigger to their extinction."

Nodding my head I knew what they meant.

"Werewolves, much like all Other creatures, have a god or goddess in which we got our lives from. Ours in general being the Moon goddess. She, like other gods can see the future, they don't interfere with what ever vision they happen to see but they will help us in other ways. The Moon goddess is in charge of not only providing each of us with our perfect mates but also with our perfect wolves. Does this make sense so far?"

Banging all the information around in my head I nod my head again. Fearing that if I open my mouth she won't continue to talk.

"So with that being said you are mated to Echo. Since he's the soon to be Alpha that makes you his Luna and in which case you now have more responsibility than you would like."

"But I'm only human. So will that be a problem for you?"

"Don't sell yourself short honey. Every mate is carefully thought out with the Moon goddess and if she paired you with Echo than you must have something to offer us. Plus its not all bad, you'll have Ezra and me to help you along. Now, do you have any questions?"

"Actually no, I do have a comment though."

"And that is..?"

"I look forward to learning whatever you guys teach me in the future."

She smiles genuinely and expansively at me while the others around me do the same.

Troy pats my head like you would a dog and to him I might be. But that's not necessarily a bad thing.

"I knew you would take this like the champ you are. We had nothing to worry about, and in a way I wasn't needed here. So I'm going to go up to my study and work, but be free to come up anytime you need something or just to talk."

He kisses the side of my head regardless of Echo's disgruntled growl and leaves the room. Axel stands up with his arms still wrapped around Ezra and turns toward Camilla.

"We have to go. We have a lot of stuff to do before we leave tonight for our pack. My beta's starting to get on my nerves with all the bitching he's been doing."

Camilla smiles and goes toward the two loving parents, leaving me and Echo alone.

"Alright darling. Be sure to make it back on time for dinner, we'll have an early one so you can leave on time."

She kisses their cheeks as they leave and then looks down at her watch on her wrist.

The one I never noticed she had.

Checking the time her eyes get bigger as she swears softly and then starts collecting papers I never noticed to be in the kitchen and starts shoving them in a brief case. She stops beside the stools that we sit next too and kisses our cheeks like she did the other two.

"I'm late for work. I have an important meeting to attend but I'll be home in a couple hours."

She starts to rush toward the door but stops with her hand on the door frame.

"Oh and Echo, do get around to telling her about the processes of mating. I have a feeling you forgot about it."

Her hand leaves as the frame as she walks out of the kitchen and a few seconds later I hear the front door softly shut for the second time in less than ten minutes.

My eyes continue to watch the spot where she vacated just moments ago before my head slowly turns to look up at Echo.

"What does she mean?"

His face turns a light red as he stares sheepishly at me and the arm not draped around me comes up to awkwardly scratch the back of his head.

Uh-oh. This can't be good.