Title: Stuck Between Werewolves and Vampires

Rating: Mature/NC-17/Adult

Content: Strong Language, Adult Situations and torture/gore. You have been warned!

Disclaimer: I do not own/know any of the wwe performers. Nor was any money gained from this work of fiction. This fiction was not based on any real persons or events. I own only the original character. No part of this fiction is allowed to be reproduced in any way without written consent of the author.

Summary: First I was kid-napped and tortured by vampires. Then, I, somehow, fell in love with one. Next, I was rescued by my wolf pack. And then, all Hades broke loose. What is a female to do?? AU

Chapter One

Matthew, the Alpha of our pack, did not look happy at the news that Jeffrey, his litter mate, and Shannon, the Beta, had just given him. His handsome features twisted into an angry scrawl as every muscle tensed under his black baggie button down shirt and loose fitting jeans. Those deeply intense brown eyes of his clouded over with a strange mixture of confusion and rage.

"Are you sure," he growled, sounding more animal than human. The harsh rumble had caused the hairs on the back of my neck to stand up.

"Positive," Shannon answered as he fought to catch his breath. Apparently, he and Jeffrey had run, in human form, straight back to our compound.

This can't be good, I thought to myself as I shifted un-comfortably on the grey over stuffed couch. This can to be good at all.

"Their stink was all over the place," Jeffrey added. "And from the looks of the old bat compound, they are here to stay."

A menacing chill ran down my spine as Jeffrey spat out the word 'bat', a very derogatory term werewolves have for vampires. A clan of vamps was in Cameron, our home, and no more than maybe two miles from me. My heart raced inside my chest as fear drove through me. My head began to swim from the fear. A small wine escaped my lips before I could stop it.

Suddenly, four pairs of eyes were on me. Each pair was filled with concern and worry over the youngest pack member, me.

"Aiden," Shane whispered as he moved towards me and kneeled in front of my jean clad knees. His long brown hair was tied at the base of his neck, letting his warm brown eyes drink in my small facial features. "Please don't be afraid," he began with his gentle tone. "We won't let any bat hurt you."

I nodded at him, knowing that that was the truth. They would never allow anyone, or anything for that matter, to damage me in anyway, because they needed me.

I was the only female left in our pack so it was up to me to continue our pack legacy. That meant that once I hit puberty, or go into my first heat cycle as the werewolves called l it, I was to become a brood mare.

And, truthfully, that thought did not bother me much. I truly felt grateful to return the favor, since they did not have to take in a stray cub and raise her without any female in the pack to help.

Shane smoothed my auburn hair back before placing a gentle peck onto my forehead. His warm, sweet breath tickled my skin as his face lingered too long, too close to my own.

"Shane," Matthew barked in annoyance. He always hated when the other pack males tried to get intimate with me before my heat cycle began.

Sighing, Shane moved away from me.

"We need to have a round the clock watch of not only Aiden but of those bats." Matthew turned those intense eyes on me again. "You cannot leave this compound without a guard."

"Yes, Alpha," I answered him formally letting him know that I took him seriously.

A small smirk appeared on his handsome face. He had always thought that it was humorous when I took the formal tone with him.

"You evil cubbie," he joked before becoming serious again. "Shannon, you and Jeffery have the day shift. While, Shane and I have the night."

Everyone nodded in understanding.

"Now that that is settled, I think that it is time for something to eat!" I giggled at Jeffrey. That wolf was always hungry.

"Jeffrey," I began in my soft voice. "You ate all the groceries yesterday."

"I don't know what you mean," Jeffrey began as he ran a hand over his tight abs," I am watching my girlish figure."

I snorted at that. "Girlish my ass!"

He winked at me, those emerald eyes glittering into my dark lavender ones. "Wait until your heat cycle."

I felt my high cheeks burn from the blush that formed from his statement.

"Jeffrey," Matthew scolded.

He smirked at me before nodding to the Alpha.

"Can we go get some food, man," Shannon stated as he ran a tattooed hand over his equally tattooed six pack abs. "I am so hungry that I could eat a whole clan of vamps before finishing off with a few covens of witches."

Shane shook his head at the shorter wolf. "Dude, if you ate all of that, we'd have to put you down, because we wouldn't be able to fit you through the compound gate, let alone the front door."

At Shannon's fake look of hurt, we all gave a good laugh at him.

"Matthew is your credit card ready," I asked when my laughter sobered.

"Sadly, yes," he answered as he patted the back pocket that held his thick wallet. "But, Aiden, I want you to stay here at the compound."

"What?" My voice was an octave higher than it should have been.

"Because, it is my command," he demanded in that Alpha tone of his.

I crossed my arms over my small bosom and pouted at a command that I could do nothing but follow.

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The house seemed so quiet without the four males stomping around. The massive home was really a damn castle. It was so large my own heartbeat echoed through it.

"I am so bored," I moaned as I threw myself onto the couch.

I hated when they were gone. It felt like my soul was missing, and my heart didn't want to beat. They were my world.

When I was only a wolf cub, I had stombled in to Cameron and into them. I remember being so hungry that I actually took a nip at Jeffrey (who swore that there was a scar on his right ankle from my cub nip). They took great pity on me and raised me.

And in one week, I would be tuning twenty one, my heat year. And also, that was the year when werewolves received their powers. Not only would I be able to change into a wolf at will, I would be able to wield some pretty cool magic.

But, I would also have four very horny werewolves on my virginal ass, and that was something that scared me.

When a female was in heat, not only is she horny, but every male within a few mile radius gets horny. And not just the normal frat boy type either, ore like super-super horny. They not only would kill any other male for the chance to mate, but could kill the female in the process.

I mean, I am happy about 'returning the favor', so to speak, since they took me in when they could've let me die, but I was still afraid of what might happen.

What in the hell is a female wolf to do?

I was ripped from my musings at the sound of four angry howls, angry howls that I knew. Jumping up from the couch, I quickly glanced around as if I expected some great evil to be within the house.

A group of feral growls sounded through the air. The sounds were hostile and chilled me to my bones.

I wanted to help my pack against whatever nemesis they were facing, but I knew I would only be a hindrance, not a help. Without my powers, I could do nothing.

A sugary sweet smell filled the air a moment before the front door exploded off its hinges. I screamed as the derby from the door hurtled past me, scrapping my flesh as it past.

In the place of the door, a large vampire stood. His tall muscular frame filled the door jamb as his beautifully tanned skin glimmed in the day light.

Hold on, I thought, vamps can't be in the sun.

A sadistic smirk formed on his handsome features as if he knew what I was thinking.

'Aiden, run!' I heard Matthew yell inside my head.

'Well, duh!' I thought back at him, before turning and leaping over the couch to make it to the back door.

But, since I was in human form, I was slow and did not make it far. Just as I about to make it to the sliding glass doors, a pair of strong arms wrapped wound my waif-like frame. I found myself removed from the floor and held against a rock hard chest.

"There is no sense in running, dog," the vampire hissed into my ear.

A pup type growl left my throat as I struggled to read myself from him.

He laughed softly. "Ah, that pup growl makes me hard." He made his point even clearer by rubbing his stiff groin against my backside.

"Matthew," I screamed at the top of my lunges.

The vamp grabbed my auburn hair and gave it a good jerk, snapping my head sharply. Pain vibrated through me from his rough handling.

"Shut up, bitch," he hissed.

Placing one of his large hands on my neck, he cut off my air flow. I clawed at his hands and struggled to take a breath. But, it was to no avail. His evil cackle was the last thing I heard before my world went dark.