This chapter contains a lemon, just a heads up, enjoy.

Chapter 7: Stubborn

Stormy slowly crepped from Orro's den, putting all the skill she had learned from Alpha training to use.

Stormy let out a relazed breath when she passed Oro's sleeping parents.

Gazing, Stormy looked at Oro's parents closely for the first time.

Orro's father was a deep tone of red, and his mother was preety shade of brown, so how did Orro get his organge fur? She thought.

Stormy looked away from Orro's parents and focused her attention on the handsome organge wolf sleeping in the back of the den.

Frowning, Stormy decided that we wanted to stay with him more then anything in the world, reclaim her cozy posistion, pressed up against his warm body, her back sticking to his stomach like blood stuck to fur.

Alas, her wish could not be granted, for what would his parents think if they woke up to find their son very close to a female wolf, that would certainly set an uncomfortable image.

Stormy frowned as she remembered the previous night.

Helen had, as Orro had expected, diagnosed him with three broken rips on the left side of his body. Helen had been forced to give Orro some very strong herbs to reduce the pain only slightly.

She had sought out, and found King shortly after. Angry and threatning words had been exchanged, and now, she was to fight him in a small familiar clearing in the woods when the moon was at its highest.

Slowly, Stormy began to walk across the feeding grounds, the extremely bright moon, accompanied by stars, her only guide through the cold night air.

She felt her eyes grow moist as she continued to recall the previous night.

Helen had been working with Orro's shattered ribs, complaining that they had been dislocated, and would have to be popped back into place for them to heal correctly.

They had given the whimpering Orro a large, dry peice of Caribou to bite down on as Helen began to readjust his broken ribs.

Stormy had begun to cry then, as Orro screamed and cried.

"Can't you do this later..." Stormy sobbed to Helen, somehow overpowering the voice of Orro's scream.

Helen shook her head sadly "No...his ribs wouldn't heal right, and I would most likely have to rebreak them in order to set them straight."

Orro's father, Dane, had sat at the entrance of Winston's den with a look of horror on his face, Orro's mother, Clare, sat next to her husband and sobbed quietly the wails of her crying son proving to be to much for her.

Orro's tears ran down his face like a river, his ululating dying down into choked sobs as Helen removed her paws from his rib cage.

Stormy had smiled weakly, for his sake. She knew how Orro hated to expose weakness, and before he had stopped his screaming, Stormy wound't have doubted being able to hear his scream from the Southern pack.

"Okay...Orro dear, this is going to be very painful, but I will be quick I promise. I'm going to shift your ribs back into their proper posistions.

Orro had nodded weakly, holding back sobs as his paw found Stormy's. Stormy held it and closed her eyes tightly as she heard Helen snap one of Orro's ribs back into place.

Stormy had nearly cried from pain of her own from the strength of Orro's squeeze, threatning to break her hand. The sound Orro had made was horrid, the scream of pure agony and misery mixed with a wailing sob.

Helen had quickly, but carefully moved the last two ribs back into place with swiftness that only prooved her past experiance of being the pack healer for many years.

Orro's scream had grown in strength with each rib's relocation.

When she was done, Helen had run from the den in a hurry to get another mouthful of herbs.

Clare had looked as if she was about to run to her son and embrace him, but stopped any hints of what might have been when her son feebly sat up, and fell into Stormy. Knocking her to the ground as his weight overcame her own.

Stormy had noticed Clare and Dane look eachother, frowning but with curious expressions on their face's.

Stormy frowned also as she put her paws on Orro's back, the orange wolf crying intensely into her fur.

They had yet to tell anyone of their relationship, the only things the adults heard came from the quiet gossiping of the younger wolves.

Stormy had held him until Helen returned, after Orro was given the herbs, Orro had seemingly fallen asleep in Stormy's paws as Orro's parents talked with Eve, Winston, and Helen by the cave entrance.

When it was time for them to go, Stormy had gently shook Orro, telling him that he was leaving.

Orro had looked up at her...and kissed her on the cheek, in full view of Winston, Eve, Helen, and his parents.

Stormy had blushed insanely as the adults gaped in shock.

Orro had very gently stood up, leaning all his wait to the right side of his body, away from the broken ribs.

Turning and looking deep into Stormy's eyes, Orro leaned forward and whispered in her ear "Come to my den tonight, please?" He had said in a weak voice.

Stormy had nodded without heasitation and watched him slowly and awkwardly limp toward the entrance, past the still gaping adults, and out of the den, the night drowning even his orange fur in darkness.

Stormy had waited a few hours before sneaking off to Orro's den, it wasn't hard to find when she followed her crushes scent.

Orro had very quietly whispered her inside, past his sleeping parents, and onto the floor right next to himself.

"Will you spend the night here?" he had whispered.

Stormy rememered finding herself smiling. "What if your parents wake up?"

"They won't and you can leave before they do,"

Stormy had grinned, and without further argument, cuddled with Orro until he was asleep.

Sleep had almost taken her a few times, the soft beating of Orro's heart a tempting lulluby, but she had a score to settle and refused her body the leisure of falling asleep in Orro's soft, comforting fur.

Besides... whenever Stormy was around Orro, she had urges...urges that only grew by night. If she hadn't left when she did, Orro's parents would have woken up to find Orro doing much more the cuddling with Stormy.

Stormy blushed, knowing that if she ever wanted to mate with Orro that he would more then happily oblige.

Stormy stopped suddenly, snapping out of her memories and thoughts. She was in the clearing that had agreed to meet at, she realized, yet she didn't see King anywhere.

A cold wind brushed against her face, giving her the scent of King...and two other wolves.

Not more then a few seconds later, King emerged from the woods, his two, muscular giants behind him.

"I see you were to scared to come alone," Stormy said cooly.

King laughed "They wanted to come, they want to watch me beat you...and maybe have a little fun with you after,"

Stormy fumed, but ignored his taunt "Because of you, my friend's ribs are broken, and he's in a lot of pain. Instead of aplogizing, you called me a 'bitch' so now I'm going to make you regret not just apologizing to someone you hurt...my brother to..."

King chuckled yet again "Oh is that what you're calling him now? Your friend? I'm not an idiot, everyone in the Eastern and Western packs think you two fuck,"

The crudeness of the statement struck Stormy like a rock to the head "We have not mated, and it's none of your buissness if we do ot not!" She snarled.

King shrugged "I know you haven't, the guy is to much of a pussy to take it to the next step with you...but I'm not..."

King took a step forward and smiled.

It was only then that Stormy noticed one of King's bodyguards was missing.

A second later, she found him, when he pinned her to the ground from behind.

King smiled and walked closer to Stormy.

"I think instead of fighting with you, I'll mate with you. It's much easier, and, a lot more fun."

Stormy began to struggle, trying to move from the heavy wolfs grasp.

King winked at her before walking around her...

Stormy was about to scream when she heard King let out a small groan of pain, as he went rolling to the ground at the right of Stormy.

The wolf that was pinning Stormy released her and ran to his friend's side.

Turning around, Stormy noticed Orro, leaning heavily to his right and wincing slightly.

"You, stay away from her," He snarled.

King errupted into a roar of laughter.

"Or what? The wolf with broken ribs is going to kill me?"

"You got it," he responded darkly.

King laughed "You two pin Stormy, I'll handle Orro,"

King's large friends were on her in seconds, pinning her to the ground, making her feel helpless.

Stormy watched as King ran at Orro.

King yelped as Orro lunged, and sank his teeth deep into King's leg when we was in range.

King screamed loudly, trying to get Orro to let go of his leg.

Orro held on tightly, Stormy noticed how he was practically falling over...he was in no condition to be fighting...

King yelped as Orro bit harder, King's blood dripping onto the clearing ground.

King's eyes narrowed, and with a small smirk, he slammed his paw into Orro's broken ribs.

Orro let go instantly and crumpled to the ground, whimpering.

King grinned softly, swinging his paw through the air and crashing into Orro's ribs yet again.

Orro shriveled up into a ball, trying hard to not cry in front of another male.

King chuckled and placed his paw on Orro's ribs.

"I was just about to have some fun with your girl," King said with an evil grin.

Orro only groaned softly, to weak to respond.

A certain fire crawled into King's eyes as he stared down at Orro.

"Tell you what, if you slap Stormy across the face one time, I won't kill you, or mate with your girl, and I'll leave you two alone,"

Stormy's heart sank, even though she would absolutely take a slap for all of this to end, but, she knew Orro wouldn't accept to hurt her.

"No..." Orro said with new courage, a fire of his own leaping into his own eyes.

King grinned "Ok," and kicked Orro in the ribs at full force.

Orro screamed and sobbed. For a second, Stormy thought he had passed out from the pain, but then he stirred weakly.

"Slap her." King ordered.

"...no..." Orro said again, knowing what would come next.

King kicked him again.

Stormy screamed from underneath the giant wolves that had her pinned "Just do it Orro!"

Orro shook gently on the ground, tears now silently streaming down his face.

"DO IT!" King screamed.

"NO!" Orro yelled back, trying to get to his feet weakly.

King snarled and dragged his sharp claws acorss Orro's chest before kicking him yet again.

"You are pathetic," King whispered in his ear before turning and walking toward Stormy.

Stormy felt sudden dread, not knowing what he would do.

She yelped when he slapped her across the face with jaw breaking force.

"Let her go, these two aren't worth my time...well Stormy is, but I'll mate with her another time." King ordered to his big friends.

Stormy felt the pressure fade from her back as the two wolves unpinned her and began to walk away, following King like lost pups.

Stormy, her face stinging, ran over to Orro and nudged him.

"What are you doing here..."

Orro winced, tears brimming his eyes.

"I got cold when you left..." he said with such sadness that Stormy almost cried.

"You saved me...but you're so stubborn" She said, stepping over him gently.

"Of course I saved you... Stormy...I think...I think I lo...lov...love you..." he said, looking away from her shocked face.

Stormy's heart fluttered "Orro...I know I love you..."

Orro gaped at her, before smiling widely.

"You...do?"

Stormy giggled "Yes...I do..."

Orro sat up with imense difficulty and kissed her roughly, his kiss tasting slightly of blood, most likely from when King had slapped him.

Stormy kissed him back, her tongue sliding into his mouth.

Orro fell back to the ground softly as Stormy pushed him down.

"Are you okay? ...It looked like he kicked you really hard" Stormy asked with worry as she gazed down at her love.

Orro grinned "I'm fine now..."

Stormy rolled her eyes, he obviously wasn't, still shying away from putting any pressure on his injured ribs.

A sudden surge of hormones crashed into Stormy, and without thinking, leaned down and kissed Orro, catching him off guard.

Orro let out a small moan into her muzzle as she pressed her body gently against his.

Orro pulled away, blushing deeply "Ugh, Stormy, could you please get off of me, it's ugh...

happening...again."

Stormy giggled, but shook her head, she wasn't going anywhere.

Kissing him again, Stormy blushed a deeper red then Orro's tongue when she felt something press up against her lower stomach.

Orro looked ashamed... "I'm so sorry..."

Stormy looked at Orro and found herself reaching her paw past his waistline.

She nearly fainted when she grasped what her paw was looking for.

Orro's tongue hanged out of his mouth as he stared at Stormy with a joyful expression on his face.

"Do you like that?" Stormy asked more curiously then seductively.

Orro whimpered in response, instinct forcing him to lightly thrust his hips upward.

Stormy giggled and experimentally began to feel Orro.

Orro grabbed Stormy's paw, and slowly wrapped it around himself.

Stormy watched his face as she slowly pulled up, then down.

Orro groaned, and Stormy giggled, she knew what to do now.

Slowly pulling up and down, Stormy turned herself around and looked down at what she was holding.

The night hid the color, but Stormy could just make out the outline of a long, dark shape.

Stormy giggled, her head feeling dizzy.

Curiously, Stormy dragged her tongue across the shape.

"O...my...gosh..." Orro panted.

Stormy chuckled as she continued to lick the dark shape, somewhat liking the taste.

Orro began to pant, and moan in pleasure.

Stormy didn't know what exactly she was doing, but when she slid the outline into her mouth, Orro laughed in extreme pleasure as a salty liquid splashed into Stormy's mouth, startling her.

At first, she thought she had done something wrong, but one look at Orro's face prooved otherwise.

"Stormy...that felt...amazing..." was all he could breathe out.

Stormy blushed and whispered in his ear "It tasted amazing..."

Orro began to laugh, until he gripped at his ribs and cried, the pain of his laughter prooving to be to much.

Stormy laughed with him, whatever she had just done, she knew Orro had enjoyed it very much, and, it made her feel closer then ever before to him, and she liked that the more then any taste.

The moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the small clearing.

Stormy kissed Orro again, this time, giggling when he made an unhappy face, complaining about some if 'it' getting in his mouth.

The two lovers had begun to laugh...When they heard voices coming from the woods, very close.

"I think they're over here!" A voice called out through the trees.

Orro froze, as well as Stormy, as Clare, Dane, Winston, and Eve rushed through the woods, stopping everything they were doing when they noticed Stormy lying ontop of Orro, the scent in the air meaning only one thing.

Orro blushed a horrible red before breaking the extremely awkward silence... "Hi mom...Hi dad..."

Well well well, the first Lemon between Stormy and Orro. Maybe there will be more, I'm not sure. Do you guys (the readers) enjoy chapters from Stormy and her siblings point of views? Let me know what you thought. In detail please.

~Bravobravo