Blade Report

Chapter 68: Blade Report

"What do you mean you nearly died during that reconnaissance mission?" Aurora was beside herself with utter shock and sheer desperation when she finally saw Maleva and Michael entering her new office (formerly her daughter's before she was relieved of her duties) and was ultimately able to hear about them and about what they had gone through. Still, long after listening quite carefully to them, she still couldn't exactly fathom what truly happened on that trip to the northeast of Cherry Wood. 

"That's not true, Grandma! Don't listen to him! We were just fine!" The granddaughter huntress didn't exactly agree with her boyfriend at the moment. 

"What are you talking about, Mal? If that wasn't because of this sword, we could have been in a lot of trouble," the hunter directly referred to the fact that he was able to use the wolf blade to defeat one of the enemies while the boob-bouncing ability of the weapon was more than able to help neutralize the other one who was bin them in the staircase. 

"Ugh! My claws are sharper and stronger than that stupid thing," she shot back at him,

"Huh, speaking of which, may I see the weapon in question," Aurora still hadn't seen it with her own eyes yet. 

"Sure. Whatever," Maleva clearly wasn't too excited about anything regarding that sword. It definitely had something to do with the fact that this item caused them so much trouble in such a short amount of time.

"Certainly," Michael told her as he professionally and effectively pulled the sword out of a coat that had been wrapped around it during the entire transport for safety reasons—for the safety of both the item itself and the two hunters, so they wouldn't get hurt while carrying it through the daunting and treacherous forest, which separated the location where the shrine was and Cherry Wood. 

"There you go," he mentioned to her as he unwrapped the blade and handed it to her. 

"So, this is what they have been after—" Aurora uttered these words, coming across as if she had expected this all along. That was because she, indeed, did.

"Grandma. You knew about this thing?" Maleva questioned her. 

"I didn't imagine that they would find the shrine. It had been abandoned and lost for years. No one could find it," she explained to them.

"There's more we need to talk about, too. They told us—whoever they were—that they never worked for Marsha. They instead worked with her," Michael reported back to the new mayor and leader of Cherry Wood.

"Won't lie about it. That part shocked me," Maleva admitted, "so, they were never working for… Mom…" she finally brought herself to say out loud, "... What's going on, Grandma?" the brave and fierce huntress was completely ready to hug her grandmother and melted like a marshmallow in her arms. She wished to do just that, but she didn't want to do it before her boyfriend's eyes. Not in front of him. The last thing she wished for was to come across as weak, unsexy, and unappealing to him, even though, she should know much much better and know that Michael didn't care about any of that stuff. She could be as weak and vulnerable as she wished to be in front of him, and that wouldn't change anything about how he perceived her. It would never change anything for him. 

"It will be okay, Mal. We'll sort this out."

"She's right. If Cherry Wood is in danger, whatever it might be, we'll do anything to stop it, whether your mom is behind it or not," her boyfriend declared with confidence and respect toward her feelings. It was already so complicated to be placed face-to-face against her own mother and now not knowing what to expect and understanding her mother's involvement in all of this was an even harder task. Feeling more comfortable than ever, Maleva finally came to her grandma and hugged her tight. Once there, she did exactly as she thought she would earlier—she melted in Aurora's arms like a marshmallow held above a bonfire. Maleva's young and huge breasts were attractively squished against Aurora's massively milky and soft tits. 

What a beautiful sight for that young hunter. 

I feel terrible for getting so many perverted thoughts right now but seeing their titties rubbing against one another like that is getting me all worked up. I know I shouldn't, but that's so hot to witness. Aurora is the Queen of MILFS in town, and her granddaughter is the prettiest and cutest girl all around. I swear. There's definitely something that runs in that family that is out of the ordinary. Well. I mean. Outside of the fact that they all are wolves, of course, Michael thought as he couldn't keep his eyes off both of their sets of boobs as they smashed against one another so beautifully and passionately. 

Squish! Squish! Squish! 

"It's going to be alright, sweetheart," Aurora comforted Maleva as she petted her hair. 

Michael felt privileged to witness this warm and fuzzy family moment.

He wished none of this would ever end. 

But then…

"Michael."

"Huh? Yes?" Aurora raised her head and spoke to him as she finished hugging her granddaughter with the largest breasts in all of Cherry Wood—hers.

"This weapon you brought back to town with Maleva—it possesses unique powers," she informed him.

"Yeah. We saw that alright earlier," he was more than amused to tell her about it.

"Michael. We don't have to spend so much time discussing that strange ability," Maleva pointed out to him.

"Right." 

"Something tells me that you should keep it with you at all times. Never leave it out of sight. Do you understand?" Aurora carefully instructed him to do.

…

"Did you hear me?"

"Um. What? Yes. What? I mean, yes, absolutely." 

"What did I just say?"

"You said… Sword something?"

"Never let it out of your sight," Aurora raised her tone a bit and instructed him once more that he shouldn't mess around with such an artifact and never lose it.