A/Note: Jan 1, 2019
Ah, so, I've had this one-shot for over a year in my files, it does follow my W&S couple (farther down their story line) but i really just wrote it for fun, not to follow the story or anything. But I was always way too embarrassed to post it, because the second chapter, where the smut is, is kinda outta my comfort zone because Kouga's being much more . . . ahem, dominating in some ways, lol *blush*. So, yeah, I really twisted with anxiety over posting this. Maybe because today is the New Year, I don't know, but I'm feeling brave, so here it is. I'll post the second (and final) chapter as soon as I've finished the edits.
Thanks everyone! If you enjoy this little tease, please do let me know :) I'll be back as soon as I can with the rest!
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"Quick, hurry, now," Kagome whispers in her most heated voice to the shaking beta beside her.
"I don't know, sister," Ginta's eyes scour the semi-illuminated den. It's getting late and most of the younger wolves are already settled into their places. The older youkai and wolves sit around various low dying fires within the warm den, their soft voices and chuckles fill the large space with warmth and easiness.
"What if he finds you?" the last thing the beta wanted to be was in the path of his often surly Alpha, especially when it had anything to do with his Alpha's mate. "W-what if he finds me?" he gulps nervously, a bead of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Don't worry, Ginta, he's not close by, I'd sense him if he were," yet still the Miko speaks in hushed tones. It's true their mated bond allowed them to be aware of each other's presence, but the cunning wolf was often able to mask himself, even to his own mate. When she would ask how he did it, what his secret was, Kouga would give her one of his most wolfish grins, and remind her that he was a predator first before tackling her with deep hungry kisses, and the expertise of his roaming hands.
Kagome shivers at the thought, earning her a side-ways glance from her husband's second in-command. Nervously, she rolls the silver band on her left hand between her fingers. And now that Kouga didn't have his sacred jewel shards anymore, it was even harder to know when the wolf might suddenly appear.
Ginta nods, determined to help his she-alpha, and his friend, "Okay, let's do it."
Quietly, they make their way down the long, dimly-lit corridor, moving slowly and cautiously towards the main den.
"Q-quick now," Ginta whispers, hating the tremble in his throat, he leads Kagome to the closest cooking fire.
Several youkai nearby, turn to see their Alpha's mate covered in nothing but a large thick fur blanket, sneaking her way towards one of the kettle's hanging with the remainder of the days stew. The group of youkai look at each other with wild, amused grins, knowing full well that their Alpha was punishing his mate for a particularly, 'dangerous and idiotic,' stunt that she had pulled – to quote the volatile wolf's words – that had kept his mate locked in their private rooms, the she-alpha's lustful moans having filled the den practically day and night, ever since.
To the new she-alpha's displeasure, Kouga had not allowed her to leave their quarters by taking away all of her clothing, and having food brought to her – the priestess herself had also been particularly volatile on discovering the scheme. The screams and curses she had flung at the wolf had been particularly profane, making even the older youkai blush that struggled not to hear any of the commotion coming from the new private quarters Kouga had had built into the back of the den once the priestess had finally become his mate. Her fury only abating, once her screams of seething anger had suddenly halted, only to be followed by wistful sighs of ecstasy, and the wolf lords name howling powerfully from her lips not long after.
Strict orders had been given to the pack that the she-alpha was on, 'bed rest,' until further notice, and as a result, many hunting trips and exercises were arranged to keep as many of the wolves and youkai out of the den as possible, as the roller coaster of angry shouting and moaning passions alternated throughout the days and nights.
The older youkai snigger among each other, exchanging jibes about their own bed-rest days.
One of the greying she-wolf's sitting at the fire releases a longing sigh, "I wish I still had that kind of energy."
Her mate, sitting beside her, howls a warm laugh, pinching her on her rear. She yelps, jumping slightly as her mate leans in, "You always got it baby," the older wolf smiles sweetly at her. She blushes, rubbing noses with her silly wolf before shoving him playfully on the chest.
"Besides, Ginta, this is . . ." Kagome huffs, "well it's ridiculous!" she whispers heatedly to the uneasy beta while scooping stew as quickly as possible into a bowl, feeling like some kind of wanted criminal.
Fortunately, Ginta had been unable to resist her pleas when she had told him she desperately needed air and food. The nervous beta had been more than happy to get her anything she needed, but Kagome had been adamant about seeing to it herself. In the end, Ginta had caved when she had looked at him with big pleading eyes.
A chorus of barked laughter goes up from a group of older youkai at a nearby fire, making Kagome's cheeks blaze crimson as she quickly turns back to the sweating beta beside her.
"I told you, Ginta, it's fine," she whispers, though admittedly, Kagome ladles her stew a little faster.
The beta's eyes keep casting constantly around the den, keeping on high alert for the slightest indication that the Alpha had returned home. Kagome's complaining and whining a soft soothing growl in the background of his senses.
"Let's just hurry, okay?" Ginta's ear's twitch, listening intently for anything out of the ordinary. His gaze falls back to Kagome that is scooping stew more quickly into her bowl.
"I don't want Kouga to –" Ginta's heart stops in his chest the moment he sees Kagome freeze, her ladle about to dip into the large pot again, her face suddenly turning white.
The miko's hushed voice is full of shock and surprise, "Oh, shit." Her whispered exclamation echoes Ginta's thoughts exactly.
The youkai around the fire freeze abruptly, falling silent, as a cold wind suddenly sweeps across them, causing their hackles to rise. A shadow moves quickly in the den's dim outer edges. Sweat instantly appears on the still and silent forms of the frozen youkai, so silent you can hear their hearts beating. They can feel it – a prowling, predatory energy that stalks the darkness, and rushes fear into their blood.
A low whimper breaks from Kagome's chest that echoes across the eerily silent den.
The air vibrates with a powerful gusting wind that almost blows out the fires, briefly blacking out the chamber as wolves suddenly cry out, covering arms over their faces against the buffeting heat and winds. The den flickers between darkness and light as the dying fires struggle to keep lit.
A loud woosh and a crash are followed by a final burst of wind before the fires in the den spring back to life. Ginta's gaze falls immediately to the floor, where Kagome's spilled bowl and ladle lay forgotten and discarded, the miko, nowhere in sight.