Chapter Twelve: Dessert, and a Bad Side.

Genovi:

Her attitude earlier turned me on, my wolf telling me to tell her who is boss. Smiling to myself, I will never forget the look on her face when I touched her in front of everyone. Slipping the note in her hands, she watched me as I left the nail spa. Now here she laid on my kitchen table in her sexy t-shirt dress, her face finally healing up a bit. Unable to control myself, my wolf was howling inside of me.

"Take off my pants." I ordered gruffly, watching her obey with scarlet on her cheeks. "You will know that I am the dominant one." Cocking her head to the right, a crooked grin danced across her painted lips. Pulling me closer to her, her lips brushed the nape of my neck.

"I am the boss here." She whispered sensually, sliding out from underneath. "I am going to be the one to punish you, Novi." Her golden eyes were glowing brighter, her slamming me back into the chair. Her sweet lips wrapped around me, her tongue dancing around my tip. Her slender hand wrapped around my balls, playing with them as she sucked. Moans of pleasure poured from my lips, my hand grabbing the top of her head. Pulling her up, she sat down on my lap. Peeling off her dress, my fingers snapped off her bra. Damn it, she was winning. Grabbing her by the curve of her hips, I slammed her down onto me. Lifting her up and down, moans of ecstasy tumbled from her lips. Unable to resist, she melted into my arms. Our wolves howled together, my strong arms spinning her around. Bending her over the kitchen table, her fingers gripped the tablecloth. The dishes rattled as she ground her hips against mine, how was she still winning in the control battle passing between us. Flipping her onto the table, she wrapped her legs around my waist. Shoving me in, euphoria lit up her face as my hips bucked faster and faster. Pulling me close to her, her heart was beating out of its chest. Her fangs brushed against the nape of my neck, the skin popping as they broke the skin again. Goosebumps popped up, my hot seed filling her up. Melting into her arms, she gazed up at me stunned. The door handle jiggled, my arms scooping everything up. Hiding us behind a shelf, Tamara walked in with her mate as she looked for us. Walking up the stairs, she was already putting on her bra. Sliding her dress over her head, the floorboards creaked as she popped out from what looked like the pantry. Tamara turned towards her, Celly flashing her polite smile. Picking up the dishes, she set them down in the sink. She seemed aggravated, her wolf teaming with raw fury. A tender blush rose to her cheek, Tamara hugging her tightly. A dark grin on Tamara's face scaring me to death, her sniffing Celly. Tracing her bite mark, Celly shoved her off.

"I see you two are playing." She teased playfully, twirling her hair around her finger. "I don't care, I came by to drop off something for you." Pressing a black box into her hand, the awkward smile on Celly's face made me blush. Pulling my pants up, I tossed the tie aside. Dismay dimmed my eyes, I had wanted to see her to use it.

"Do you guys want to watch a movie tonight?" I queried nervously, scarlet reddening my cheeks as I stepped out from what looked like the pantry. "We would love to have you." Tamara's brow twitched, my best friend holding her closer to her waist. Tossing me a t-shirt, the tension calmed down. Accepting our offer, they went into the living room. Pulling me close to her, she cupped my balls. Her lips grazed the nape of my neck, her fangs tickling my skin. Her golden eyes shimmered with excitement, her wolf was still clearly in charge.

"I am the boss here. I challenge you to dominate me." She growled lustfully in my ear, my inner wolf yelling at hers. "So buckle up, Novi. I don't play fair when it comes to this stuff. My wolf always gets what she wants." My breath hitched, my dick going hard at her personality change. Pressing a note into my pant's pocket, she put my t-shirt on. I didn't know what to think, her tying my tie around her wrist. Chasing after her, she plopped down on my lap. Us two guys gave oh crap looks, the black box quaking in her palm. Opening it up, she shot her a polite smile, clinging onto my face like her life depended on it.

"I know my magical stones, and this is a bad luck charm." She commented calmly, her wolf seething quietly with rage. "I hope it was a mistake. I can help you with your stones and crystals." A snarl curled on Tamara's lips, her wolf acting rather irritated as well. The two weren't getting along, Tamara snapping to her feet. Both us boys waited with bated breath, the two of them inches from each other's eyes.

"That was a mistake, and what are you going to do about it?" She demanded hotly, her temper still clearly the same way it was when we dated. Putting her hand up in the air, she tossed the rock in the air. Golden flames devoured the rock, the black rock floating back into her palm. Tossing it back to Tamara, golden stripes lined it. Their inner wolves calmed down, a real smile flashing on Celly's lips. She was just concerned about Tammy's bad luck, and didn't want to kill her.

"I am sorry for my temper, it has been a rough couple of weeks, and I keep throwing up every meal I eat." She apologized sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. "Keep that stone on you at all times and if you are ever in a bind call me. I consider you a valuable friend. I want you to live. Now let's watch a movie. How about a romantic comedy? I will go get the popcorn." Running out of the room, Tamara sat back down next to Jarod. Clearing her throat, a difficult question was waiting for me.

"Is she okay?" Tammy asked gently, concern rich in her voice. "I didn't mean to offend her. I really am happy for you two." Shrugging, my navy tie sat next to me on the armrest of the couch. A frown darkened my face, my hands crossing each other. Something was holding her back, a worry poisoning her joy.

"I don't think so." I admitted almost honestly, playing with my tie. "She just kind of dominates me all of the time now. I don't mind, but I just want to make sure she is okay. I hope that it is just her being with a pup, but something else isn't behind it. " My lips parted to continue, Celly landing on my lap with a couple bowls of popcorn. Tears welled up in her eyes, one hundred emotions hidden beneath her warm smile. Pressing play, she pretended to watch the movie. Her eyes wandered over to her phone, her fingers drumming on her thighs. Something was eating at her, her bare feet crashing into the night. Ripping off her clothes, her bones cracked as she transformed into her white wolf. Leaping over the fence, she bounded into the trees. She was heading towards her former home, her tail flashing in the distance. Turning off the movie, we all rushed out to Tammy's car. The engine roared to life, a bag of spare clothes tossed in the back. Trees flashed by my window, my mind screaming for her to talk to me. Snarls echoed in the woods, two white wolves were fighting. Running up to the scene, an invisible force was holding us back. Changing to her human form, cuts covered her skin. Her blood dripped onto the ground, Avalanche's wolf form was massive. Golden stripes covered his back, his wolf really angry for some reason.

"Avy, you need to calm down!" She pleaded desperately, trying to change back into a wolf before he could claw her face. "I am wor-" His claw smashed into her face, her body collapsing forward. Reaching for his cell phone, she dialed a number. Blood pooled around her body, Sabrina's voice calling out hello.

"I need your help." She wheezed, coughing up blood. "He is going crazy, and we need to subdue him before he causes any damage to his body." Golden energy swirled around her arm, her fingers digging into the ground. A sea of golden flames spread like the ocean, Avalanche howling in pain, his big body bounding towards her again. Struggling to her feet, her foot slammed into his snout. Our jaws dropped to the ground, his body skidding to our feet. His wolf faded back to his human form, her running over to his side. Pulling out a small blade, she cut his neck. A black bug scurried out of his neck, her tired eyes meeting mine as she squished in between her thumb and finger. The flames died down, her accepting her clothes graciously. Covering him up with a blanket, she slid on her black sweatshirt dress over her head. Her head snapped up, a petite woman in a black cloak stepping out of the shadows. Dark energy swirled behind her, a single black glove reaching for her. My inner wolf growled at her, all three of us shifting uncomfortably.

"I see that you are in no condition to fight. I am Raven Loveredcraft, the queen of the witches in this area." She introduced herself haughtily, sauntering up to her swaying form. "Don't worry, I won't fight you like this. I want a good fight between us, my dear. Her hood fell down, silky black hair was twisted into an intricate bun. Inky black eyes glittered excitedly, her nail scratching the other side of her face. Tracing her dress to her bump, her hand hovered over the surprisingly big bump for two weeks. Sighing deeply to herself, an evil smile darkened her face.

"Twins?" She mused gleefully, Celly slapping her hand away. "You are in for a treat if you live long enough after the birth. Those who get pregnant with twin Golden Witches never do. Most don't survive the birth." Celly's eyes widened with horror, her brows furrowing. Snapping her fingers she was gone. Falling to her knees, she fussed over Avalanche. His body lay still, her strong voice calling out orders to the gathering clan members. Thunder rumbled above us, fat raindrops crashing on top of my head.

"Get him to the hospital, now!" She ordered sharply, no one listening to her. "Your alpha is down for the count, so let's get to it! I may not be in charge of your village but you need to act now." Grumbling under their breath, they lifted him off of the ground. Rushing after them, her own outfit dripped with blood and water as we entered the hospital. Shifting through the cabinets, she pulled out a bunch of herbs. Crushing them into a powder, she turned a kettle of water on. Moving the blanket off of him, we all gasped in horror. Claw marks from Celly covered his body, Avalanche stirring underneath his touch. Sitting up, he groaned while rubbing his forehead. Passing him a steaming cup of tea, he gulped it down. Nearly spitting it out, her holding his mouth shut.

"Just shut up and drink it." She snapped hotly, coughing up blood. "It will make you feel better." Shame dimmed his eyes, tears flooding from his eyes. His eyes fell on the three scratches across his face, wiping his tears away. Wiping the blood off of her face, she wiped it on the only clean part of her outfit.

"I am so sorry that I hurt you. The last thing I saw was a bug crawling across the floor. Holy shit, I hurt you really bad." He babbled uncontrollably, guilt eating him raw. Shaking her head, examining him one last time. A lump formed in her throat, her fake smile dimming her face.

"Didn't you know that scars are the new thing?I will be fine." She wheezed, clutching her chest. "You avoided my babies. Her name is Raven. Did you piss off a large coven by any chance? She seemed hellbent on revenge." His face paled, his hands trembling violently. Past trauma flashed in his eyes, him throwing the blanket back over his head. Sipping a cup of the tea itself, she really struggled to keep it down. Wincing at the bitterness, her scratches turned to scars except from the one from the witch. Sitting down next to him, we all stood awkwardly in the corner.

"I was on my own for a while and she picked me up. We kind of dated, and I broke up with her." He blurted out oddly, hiding underneath his blanket again. "She was a little clingy, and definitely not my mate. I guess the lesson is to never date a witch." Smacking the back of his head, a single golden gem hung off a golden chain was swinging into her hands. Grasping it awkwardly, he sneered at the necklace. Smiling to herself, a devious smile scared us all. They were acting like the cousins they were.

"I could just mark you as my slave to protect her from her precious bugs." She offered darkly, her brows raising with suspicion. "I have no problem doing that. You know that I am the most powerful one in our family." Throwing it over his neck, a golden glow shimmered around his skin before fading away. Laughing nervously, a blonde about her height rushed in. Avalanche stared into her gray eyes, the woman tucking a piece of her long hair behind her ear. Smoothing out her black lace dress, the two of them couldn't stop staring at each other. Rolling her eyes, Celly started walking back towards us.

"Liliana Morgana?" Celeste inquired confidently, the blonde looking over at her. "Is Avalanche your mate? There is another cookie jar of the herbs to heal him if he gets into another scrap. You be good to him, or I will rip out your heart. So don't forget to be a sweetheart. I remember how mean you could be in school." Tossing her hair over her shoulder, Liliana shivered with fright. Avalanche wasn't doing much better, him spinning Liliana around. Sitting in the back of Tamara's car, her head rested against my chest. Resting her hand on her bump, tears welled up in her eyes. The moment we got home, her bare feet pounded into the library of my house. Tossing the books off of her shelf, her fingers wrapping around a worn black leather. Jarod, and Tamara went home, looking rather uncomfortable. Opening the book, she fell to her knees. Teardrops soaked the page, her fingers digging at it.

"What's wrong?" I queried cautiously, my fingers wrapping around the book. The moment my eyes read the first page, my lips quivered. Tears welled up in my eyes, that bitch was right. No one ever survived giving birth to the Golden Witch twins, flipping to the next page a glimmer of hope flickered to life. All we needed was something called the Midnight Lily that has been dried for at least seven months.

"The Midnight Lilies are extinct." She uttered in a defeated tone, my arms holding her like it was the last time. "The only people who have the last three was Raven's coven. Of course, she does. Maybe I can make a deal with her. Unless, we can find the cave where they might grow if they aren't extinct." Pulling out an ancient map of the area, she sliced open her palm. The blood pooled on the map, her lips moving. Red ran towards the lost caves a couple of hours from here, her eyes gazing lovingly up at me as I wrapped her hand. Coughing up blood, dark bags hollowed out her eyes. Her wolf was weaker, almost as if she was dying. We need to fix this now before I lose my second wife. Passing out in my arms, the fear of losing her plaguing my mind.