“Grandma, there’s a wolf here for dinner…” Chp 17
#17 of “Grandma, there’s a wolf here for dinner…”
©® KAYCEE** Pseudonym 2012
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I wasn't sure how well Kyle was taking the news. It seemed that he was handling it, but I had known him my whole life. This was as overwhelming as hearing about the deaths of his parents. I could feel the tension in his body while sitting on the floor of the shower. I moved my arms, laying my hands over his larger ones. He allowed my fingers intertwine with his own as I slowly squeezed. It took a few moments but I felt his fingers in mine squeeze back and I felt the slight give in his body as he realized that I wasn't going anywhere.
Blake shivered a moment, "The fucking water is starting to chill. I think it's time we got out of here."
I felt my body being pulled up off the floor of the shower, yet still deeply held in Kyle's arms. Gordon leaned forward, "Here's some towels guys." I reached to grab one but Kyle grabbed all of them, handing one to Blake. He tossed one over his shoulder before opening the larger one and began to rub me down.
"You are aware that I can do this on my own, right?" my voice being slightly muffled by the towel over my head.
"I am," he chuckled, but not stopping at all.
"Give me that!" I laughed and grabbed the towel from him, bending over to dry my legs.
"I should spank you for being stubborn with your Alpha," he growled sexily while staring at my backside.
"Yeah, yeah," I shot back at him, "Promises. Promises."
A loud swat rang out throughout the bathroom. I was trying to figure out where it came from when the burning feeling hit my brain and then pleasure hit me. My cock went rock hard and I started dripping down my shaft.
Blake was snickering behind me while Gordon was looking at the ceiling whistling. I turned to face Kyle, preparing to give him "the look" as he called it. My eyes met his face and what I saw was pure lust. "You swatted my ass!" I accused him.
He looked at me, eyes drilling mine as a smirk grew across his lips. "I did," he acknowledged with no shame at all, "and you liked it," he finished while wrapping his large hand around my shaft and greasing his palm with the slickness that continued to spill out. He brought his hand up to his mouth, stuck out his tongue, then proceeded to clean every drop up. I swear I was going to blow right then and there when we heard a knock on the door. "Boys!" Gran's voice rang out, "Get dressed and come downstairs. We need to talk."
"FUCK!" Blake spat. I looked over to see his cock throbbing and dripping as well. Gordon's was out of his pants and in the same state.
Kyle reached over and ran both his hands over their cocks, taking their slick discharge in his hands before moving to mine. He took both hands across mine and mixed it in before doing the same with his own. "COME HERE!" he ordered all three of us. Blake and I moved closer, Gordon moved into the shower. Kyle took his hands, licking the left before offering the right to all three of us one at a time... Blake, then me, then Gordon before bringing his hand back up to his mouth and licking whatever remained.
All three of us stood there staring into his eyes as we watched him leisurely lick up our essence. He smiled with that sexy look of his, then pulled us all close to his body, "We will finish this," he growled, then leaned down to bring his face to ours and pull us into a kiss. "I love you all," he said.
It took us a few minutes to get our dicks to go down, but they did... finally. Kyle and I dressed while listening to Blake bitch about a case of blue balls and cock blocking by Gran. We couldn't help but chuckle.
Suddenly I felt a tingle up and down my spine. It was the opposite of what had occurred when we crossed the barrier. I waved my hand, willing my shoes to dry and float over. They did. "Well, that answers that question," I spoke while taking the shoes from in front of me.
All three of the guys were adjusting their clothing, Kyle having the most trouble because his really didn't fit as well, when they turned to see what I was talking about. I ran my hand down the rumpled clothing while whispering the incantation in my mind. My clothes smoothed out and took on a pressed look.
"That mean what I think it does?" Kyle asked.
I nodded, "It seems that was part of what Gran wanted to tell us. I guess the warlock got back and adjusted the dampening spell for Gran and me."
"Then," Kyle grumped, "Can you please do something about these clothes? I feel like I'm going to be strangled by them!"
I snapped the fingers in my left hand and his clothes expanded in fabric just a hair. I did keep his jeans tight at the crotch and lost the sleeves on the shirt.
Gordon looked over at Kyle and moved to stand next to me, "You have good taste." I smirked, "Thank you!"
He nodded over to Blake, "You mind?"
"Not at all," and without taking my eyes from Gordon's, I snapped my fingers in my left hand again giving Blake the same outfit design as Kyle; no shirt sleeves and tight crotched jeans.
"Or how about this?" I smirked at Gordon, snapping my fingers one more time. Instead of jeans, both of our men were in tight brown leather pants.
Kyle and Blake looked at each other and then down at themselves. Gordon's eyes widened, "OH! I like!" he enthused with a large grin.
Kyle walked over to me and put his arms around my waist, leaning down to nuzzle my neck, "You're a little perv aren't you?" he chuckled. I smirked, "You love that about me!"
Blake broke in, "We better get downstairs and see what's up with Althea." Nodding, we all followed him down to Aedan's great room.
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"Well," Gran huffed, but it was more show than anything because I could see the mirth in her eyes, "It's about damn time you lot got down here."
"We were detained," Kyle said diplomatically.
"I'll bet," Aedan coughed in his hand.
Kyle's cheeks flushed. It made me love him that much more, even after how forceful and strong an Alpha he could be, in the way which two simple words could bring out the little boy in him.
"I like him," Blake chimed in, laughing at Kyle's blush.
Gran chuckled, "Well, I can see that you realized that our magic hasn't been dampened anymore," nodding over at Kyle's and Blake's attire. "Interesting look," noting the leather pants on both guys.
"Gordon and I both like it," I responded with a deep grin.
"So what's going on?" Kyle asked obviously trying to steer the conversation away from an area that he was uncomfortable with around Gran. She had literally raised him at times and it had to feel awkward to him to be having a semi-discussion with regards to sexually provocative clothing.
"Let's sit down," Aedan said while taking a seat himself.
Blake and Gordon sat side by side on the couch. Kyle made his way to sit but looked hesitantly.
Gran spoke up, "Just a sec," and waived her hand in the direction of the couch. "There," she said while sitting back in her own leather chair, "It's reinforced, so you shouldn't worry."
Kyle sat down slowly, still cautious of ruining Aedan's furniture. Once he got settled and realized that his weight hold, he looked towards Gran and Aedan, "OK, so," as he leaned forward, clasping his hands and settling them on his knees, "Does this have anything with what you mentioned previously about me being a First Order Alpha?"
Aedan raised an eyebrow at Gran, "Right to the point isn't he?"
"We had a conversation upstairs," Kyle stated.
"How much?" Gran asked taking in both my and Blake's eyes.
"Pretty thorough," Blake said taking the lead, "but I'm sure that you both could enlighten him more."
Gran sat back and went silent. I mean silent. She seemed to be in deep thought with her eyes closed. It began to creep me out a little.
"Well?" Kyle asked the same time I said, "Gran?"
"This is difficult boys," as she took a deep breath. "If, and this is what I suspect, I believe that has happened, then it means that we've lost a druid. A powerful druid; one who is close to this family."
Gran's words slammed into me causing me to gasp out a muffled, "No!"
The thought of losing him... My chest contracted from the pain that flowed through me. Kyle moved quickly to pull me to him.
"Gran?" he asked turning towards her and seeing the pain in her eyes, "Who do you suspect?"
"Uncle Niul," I murmured.
Kyle whipped his head in Gran's direction. She released a heavy sigh and nodded. I began to shake remembering the past. It was both Uncle Niul and Uncle Calvin who were my father figures after my grandfather's death. I remember them standing with me during the memorial. I hadn't wanted to attend and fought my Mother and Gran about going. The hurt that I carried due to my own father killing my grandfather.
The soft knock on my bedroom door brought me out of my haze at the time. I had spelled the lock shut, but the power of my great uncles when they worked together was beyond my ability. I only had to look at the both of them before I ran into their outstretched arms and collapsed in full sobs of grief. They held me for the longest time telling me that they would always watch over me. As I grew, they were my father figures when I realized I was gay. They were the first ones that I told. They taught me more witchcraft and druid magic that few could hope to glimpse. To lose Uncle Niul....
I felt Kyle kiss my forehead as tears dropped from my eyes. He had met them quite a few times and knew full well how close they were to me.
"Althea," Blake broke the silence, "forgive me in this moment of grief, but can you explain to me what's going on and what you mean."
Gran nodded and then stood up. I think more to get her bearings and take a deep breath as opposed for any dramatics.
"Blake," she turned and looked directly at him, "you remember we talked about the blue glow that surrounded Jesse and Kyle. It emanated from within his eyes and surrounded him." Blake gave a slight tilt of his head but said nothing as she continued. "That glow only comes from the magic surrounding and infuses a druid. The deeper the glow the stronger the druid. From what I've gathered from the boy's description and what has happened to them, it means that Niul transferred a significant amount of his power to Jesse, his grand-nephew."
"Wait," Blake broke in, "are you telling me that Niul's magic, instead of flowing back into the ether, was sent to deliberately to rest in Jesse?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying Blake," Gran stated as she sat down again. "The infusion of Niul's power occurred at the same time the boys were making love. The emotional connection that Niul had with Jesse then was linked to Kyle as well because of Jesse's feelings for him. The power then split and filled both of them creating the changes within them. Kyle probably always had the ability within him to become a First Order Alpha but the flow of druidic magic triggered it to occur earlier than it should have. It also changed that power as well. Enhancing it, and at the same time doing the same within Jesse. To what extent," she paused to look at both Kyle and I, "I really don't know."
"WOW!" Blake gasped.
"Wow indeed," Aedan said speaking up after being silent for so long, "It is interesting enough that Kyle could have gone to be an Alpha of the First Order after so long without one, but," he paused looking over to the four of us, "the extent of what his power is capable is not known. It will be of great concern for the Council. Given his age and inexperience there will be many who will take this news in a less," as he steepled his fingers to his mouth, "shall we say, well, less than enthusiastic light."
"You mean they're or at least quite a few of them are going to be pissed," Kyle stated.
Aedan nodded, "Indubitably."
Kyle frowned, "Honestly, I have no intention to interfere with the council. Right now my only concern is my family," nodding to all of us and Gran, "and my pack," focusing his eyes on just us three.
Aedan raised an eyebrow in surprise, "You're pack? When did this occur?" He turned to Blake, "I thought you were an Alpha."
Blake nodded, "I am, but I have taken a lower role as his Beta and advisor given his status as the new First Order Alpha."
"That is," Aedan paused, "interesting. Given your status and familial history, I am surprised that you allowed yourself to be reduced in rank."
Kyle spoke up, "He didn't," staring Aedan directly in the eye with a firm look on his face. "Blake still is an Alpha and will always be, but for reasons that he sees fit, he has decided to take this role on based on his belief that I will need a great deal of guidance from him and my mate."
He continued to stare at Aedan. It was obvious that Aedan was trying to resist his glare given his age and the Alpha within him.
He quickly stood up, flinging his chair back, "I believe a test in in order."
"What?" I yelled, "What the hell are you talking about?"
Kyle looked at him funny, "What test?"
Aedan stared at Kyle with cool and determined eyes, "Force your will upon me."
Kyle stood up and began to walk away from the couch, "I will not. I have no interest in interfering with council or going through stupid tests to satisfy your curiosity. We have ferals to hunt and a rogue feral lycan to deal with at the moment."
Aedan growled making Kyle flinch but he did not turn around, "Come on guys," nodding to us, "let's get our stuff together and..."
He didn't get a chance to finish as Aedan shifted. His clothes tore and he took a giant leap towards me with a deep rumbling growl. Blake was immediately on his feet shoving Gordon behind him and in front of me.
Kyle whipped around and in the blink of an eye was in front of me. "STOP!" he bellowed. The power that rolled off of him hit all of us like a freight train but the effect on Aedan was more. His body literally froze up in mid leap and fell to the floor.
Kyle's eyes glowed a deep blue hue as he stared at Aedan. His right hand had partially shifted to clawed finger tips as he reached down and grabbed Aedan by the throat and held his body out from him. "SHIFT!" he said with a voice that was full of anger. Aedan fought against the command, but Kyle's power was too great as he stared directly into our host's, and councilmember's, eyes. Aedan's body shook and returned back to his human form.
Kyle stood there with his hand around the man's throat. He was doing nothing but holding him but I was worried. I practically threw myself towards my mate and placed a hand on his shifted arm. "Kyle," I said softly. He looked down at me as I caught his attention, "I think Aedan got the information he wanted."
Kyle's eyebrows rose in surprise as he released his grip upon Aedan. The man immediately dropped to the floor gasping for breath from the power that had been coursing through his veins. Kyle's hand shifted back to human, and then reached down to pull Aedan up to his feet, "Are you alright?" he asked.
Aedan rubbed the back of his neck and nodded. "Why?" Kyle asked.
"I needed to know son," Aedan spoke taking his eyes in a soft look. "If I am going to be your advocate on the council, then I have to know the extent of your power and the level of protection and guidance that will be afforded to you as you come to terms with it."
Kyle nodded before placing his hands on Aedan's shoulders, "Please never do that again."
Aedan cracked a smile, "I can assure you that I won't."