*General; Brutus' wolf*
It had been a week since he left the dress for Fiona.
He heard her delicious scream. He smiled upon remembering it as he stared into the campfire.
When they first came to De'silva lands, General and his former beta, Carl Stephens, found the perfect hiding place. It was on the opposite side of a witches covern, which now sat between him and De'silva pack lands.
The De'silva wolves wouldn't venture this far, in fear of upsetting the treaty they had with the witches.
In fact, there was a witch who knew they were there, she was actually helping them. She told General that the De'silva pack hurt her daughter and turned her into a tree. She wanted revenge for her daughter, but couldn't get it herself in fear of loosing her coverns protection and she didn't want to loose her granddaughter. When asked who her granddaughter was, the desperate witch blurted out that her name was Persephone, and that she didn't want her harmed. General sniggered. Oh yes he knew her alright. Persephone was the one who turned his human, Brutus into a sniveling mess.
After his mates rejection, he was a broken man. And they say that wolves go mad after rejection! It didn't matter he had a plan for his little mate. The crackle from the campfire brought him out of his thoughts.
"Stephans. We need to start implementing our plan."
He had been spying on his mate for the last week. She would go teach the packs mutts then she would head to a house that she lives in with half breeds. General spat. He watched a middle aged looking fairy fly from the house in a putrid pink puff. She would have regular meeting with the De'silva Alpha, in an attempt to try and catch him.
General wouldn't give them enough time to find him. He would only watch his mate enough then get out of packlands before the trackers would find him. And he would always leave via a different route and meet Carl, back at their camp.
For this last week, he had also seen a male fairy keeping her company, giving her flowers and notes and he sits watching by her window every evening, but is always gone by morning. When General discovered that another male had become interested in his mate, General became feral. He went about punching trees and tearing them down. Huffing and puffing from the exertion. But he would always calm down when he got back to camp.
In amongst his petty possessions was a black hair scrunchie that once belonged to Fiona. He sometimes wore it on his wrist so her scent would be with him. Right now, the thought of revenge was running through his veins. He wanted to possess his mate and keep her with him as punishment for rejecting him, and now that the alpha from De'silva pack has invited Alpha Tony and his b***h Luna, he might as well have fun, he knows he promised the witch that was helping him to leave Persephone alone, but she helped in his humiliation, so torturing her is also on his to-do list.
Gently playing with Fiona's scrunchie, he came up with a plan with Carl. They laughed as they thought of wicked plans. Each rolling over to sleep in the early hours.
As with every other day, General waited for change of shift when the wolves on the border were busy to sneak through onto pack lands.
He waited in a bush near the house to observe his mate leaving for work. Today she looked beautiful in a petal pink sundress and white cardigan. She wore white sneakers and her hair was done up in a pink scrunchie, it swished around her as she walked.
Beta Stephens growled in disgust. "Are you drooling over that women?" General hit him over the head. "Are you questioning me?" Carl bowed.
"Sorry Alpha." General nodded in quiet aknowledgment.
The two followed Fiona as she went to school. They sat in a tree and watched as she taught her class. At this time of day, the male fairy was no where near his mate. He was always with the three little half breeds. After half an hour, General and Carl snuck back over the border to their camp. They waited until night time to enact thier plan. At midnight, at change of the guard, they snuck over the border. They waited a little distance from her house. They seen the male fairy fly off in his little blue cloud. The ducked as he flew passed, careful not to draw his attention. After five minutes of crouching, they stealthily moved to the space under Fiona's window.
The leather of Generals gloves groaned as he clenched his fist. He was getting excited. He would soon have his women with him. Carl, who was behind him, passed him the backpack. General went through it to make sure they had everything, and he smiled a sick smike in the dark. They quietly climbed the tree, and perched at her window. With the moonlight, General could see she was peacefully asleep. He gingerly opened her window, careful not to make a noise. Once opened, he hefted himself over the window sill and his left foot touched the floor. The boards creaked. He held his breath, but she didn't stir. Once he found sure footing, He put the rest of his body through the window. Carl stayed outside to keep watch.
General stood over a sleeping Fiona. He gently moved her hair out of her face. He bent over and whispered in her ear. "I've come for you..." As the last syllable exited his mouth, Fiona opened her eyes, startled. Before she could scream, General backhanded her across the temple, knocking her out. General picked her lithe body bridal style. She wore nothing but a white cotton nightdress.
He passed Fiona's unconcious form through to Carl. He grabbed one of her blankets from her bed and hurled it at Carl as well but not before growling. "Put this over her. I don't want you getting any ideas."
Carl huffed. "Pfft. As if I would Alpha." At the smell of Fiona, Brutus stirred in the back of General mind.
"Fiona… ma petite Fiona… oh… tu m'as manqué… pourquoi m'as-tu rejeté…?" ( Fiona....my little Fiona....oh... I've missed you.....why did you reject me...? ) General blocked him out. " My useless human." When they got to the ground, the cable tied Fiona's hands and feet. General shifted into his wolf form, and Carl laid Fiona over generals back. They quickly took off before the guard wolves found them. They kept moving bit by bit avoiding amy pack wolves as they went. They left in a different area to the one they entered. They briefly crossed onto the coverns land to rest and general changed back into his human form.
After five minutes, general picked Fiona up again and they moved on towards their camp.
Once they got back to familiar surroundings, General mindlinked Carl. "We made it. For now I'll tie Fiona to a tree. You can unpack our gear" in the dark Carl plonked the back pack on the ground, exhausted from so much running. They've finally finished the first part of their plan.
General gently picked up Fiona and placed her under a slim oak tree. He grabbed the rope from the back pack and wrapped it around Fiona and the tree, neatly tieing it in a tight knot. Now that he had her, he wasn't letting her go. General smirked. It was only two nights until the next full moon.....