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This chapter starts the second part of my story and will feature. Roman, Dean, Jey, Jimmy, John, Daniel, Sika, Affa, Rosey, Rikishi, Batista and Manu. Plus a mystery guest. Along with my OC's. You won't actually get anything if you guess the guest but I'm interested in any guesses.

Natural selection

Part two

The old pack

Chapter one Strangers

Opening still slightly sleepy eyes, Roman looked down at the head of his sleeping mate. Genna lay sprawled over his chest her brown hair covering him like a throw, one of his arms was wrapped around her holding her close. Last night had been the last one of the full moon and they had spent it playing together along with Dean and Roxy. Roman had heard stories told about the fact that Hunters were stronger and faster than normal humans, until last night however, seeing his mate playing with her sister he had not given them much credence; now though he realised there was probably some truth. She had managed to evade Roxy and Dean quite easily at times. Up until that point he figured he had been going easy on his mate because she was human, now after the four of them played together he realised, maybe he had not been going as easy on her as he thought.

It was hard to believe she had only been her for two months; she felt so much a part of him already. Stroking her hair, he felt that wave of love and possessiveness well up in his chest, which he felt so often when it came to her. They had, had so much fun playing during the night, and then he had kind of worn her out when they got into bed. Genna never denied him; she seemed to be as eager for him as he was for her. Last night had been the last one of their second moon time together. Roman had to admit, he had never enjoyed the nights when his change had been triggered by the moon, so much, as those he had spent with Genna. She had run and played with him, each night of the moon since he had taken her from her home with the intention of punishing her. Not that he ever would have followed through on it, he admitted in his own head, his first taste of her would have had him claiming her as his own, the bite he gave her all those years ago would have ensured it. The thing he regretted most was the time he had lost with her; when he had been too stubborn to admit his own feelings; hurting both his mate and himself.

Today they lay in her bed; over the last month the pack had made themselves at home in Meadow house, and spent time there as they felt like it. Last night it had been closer to where they had wolf piled, so Roman had led his pack here earlier in the morning. John and Daniel were the only ones who still treated Genna with suspicion, like they were waiting for her to betray them in some way. It saddened him to see the way they watched his mate when they thought no one was watching, the suspicion clear for all to see. They alone of the pack had retreated back to their own house after the wolf pile.

He felt his mate move slightly in her sleep, moving a hand, to lazily stroke her hair. Though he had kept control on the night he was locked into his true wolf form, Genna had mated with him in his were form again. He smiled at the thought of his tender loving mate welcoming him in that form too. He knew she totally accepted him, held no fear of him, and trusted him completely, their play together part of his continued courting of her even though they were mated.

Drawing in a deep lungful of her scent; he suddenly stilled his movements, sniffing the air intently. Something was different about his mates scent, something elusive, but it was there. The low contented growl started in his throat, before he even really knew it, then his mind caught up with what his body was already acknowledging, Genna was carrying his young, the elusive scent of their baby, as yet hardly there, was what he had smelled.

"Roman." Genna's voice was sleepy, and he realised he had woken her with his growl. "Is everything okay?"

Without a word, he pushed her onto her back and changed into his were form, before parting her legs and inhaling her scent once more.

"Roman what is it?" The hint of fear in her voice that there was a problem, had him changing back and crawling up her body, finding her mouth, before kissing her hungrily.

"Everything is perfect." He told her with a lazy smile. "We started a life together Gen, you're carrying my young."

Any doubts he might have had about her, would have vanished at the smile on her face, the almost look of wonder as she slid her hand between them and stroked her stomach.

"Really, we're having a baby?" She asked, and he could hear the wonder in her voice.

"An alpha always knows when a woman is carrying his young, especially when she's his mate." He told her, the contented growl still in his voice, before he found her mouth with his, in a gentle loving kiss.

Genna wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer to her, as he smiled against her lips, and his hands began to gently caress her body. Her fingers tangled into his hair, gently running her nails over his scalp. Growling low in his throat, he pulled his mouth from hers and began to kiss down her body till he was positioned between her legs and able to take a long leisurely taste of her. Holding her hips down, as he proceeded to tease her with his tongue, as she whimpered and writhed on the bed.

"Roman." Genna pleaded with her mate.

Taking another long taste of her, before glancing up at her with amusement dancing in his eyes, while he tried to paste an innocent expression on his face, he replied. "What?"

Genna tugged lightly on his hair, growling at him, making him smile at her and work his way up her body, settling between her legs, before kissing her hungrily.

"You need something?" He asked his smile mischievous.

Genna growled at him, making his wolf stretch lazily inside him, loving the sound as much as he did. In response to his question she flipped them over, making him smile as she landed on top of him, he loved the playful side of his mate. He gripped the headboard with his hands, looking up at her knowing what she wanted, and allowing her to take control. She was his mate and he trusted her. Wriggling herself against him for a moment, she moaned softly before raising herself up and impaling herself on his hard length. He groaned softly, as he let her control the pace of their lovemaking, her movements were slow but sure, teasing both of them. He felt the wood splintering in his hands, at the exquisite torture she was subjecting them to, as he gripped the headboard harder.

"Genna." He growled, her name on his lips was enough to make her speed her movements slightly, a smile playing on hers, and he knew she was teasing him.

Laughing softly he moved his hands, gripping her hips and flipping her beneath him. "I'll teach you to tease me woman." He growled snapping at her, though taking care not to break her skin. He gripped her hands loosely in his; holding them down gently by the sides of her head, as he thrust into her at a faster rate than she had been riding him.

Pulling her hands from his, she reached up to cup his face in her hands, pulling his head down so she could kiss his lips. His tongue slipped into her mouth exploring, teasing her own tongue to play with his. Her hands left his face, as her arms wrapped around him, quickly followed by her legs. Soon the only sounds in the room were those of flesh on flesh, along with the moans and gasps of the two lovers, who were thoroughly enjoying each other.

"Roman, I'm so close." Genna murmured to him.

"Me too." He replied as him movements became more desperate. "Oh god Genna, come with me my love."

Their cries of mutual pleasure filling the room, the mated pair came together as he had asked, both of them shuddering as he released deep inside her, before collapsing on his mate, as the pair of them gasped for air.

Finally he propped himself up on his elbows, looking down at the flushed contended face of his mate; before he remembered she was pregnant, and quickly rolled off her, a worried expression on his face.

"Roman it's okay, you're not going to hurt me or the baby." Genna said quickly, realising what was going through his mind. "The baby can only be miniscule right now; it won't even be as big as a peanut."

Leaning over her, he ran a hand over her flat stomach, before bending and kissing the smooth skin, then looking up at her with a smile. "My child is growing in there, I would do anything to protect you both Genna, anything."

A smile played on her lips, as she looked up at his handsome face. "I know you would." Reaching to cup his face in her hand, her eyes searched each contour of it, before pulling him upward;, while pushing herself up, to meet his lips with her own. "And I would do anything to keep you safe Roman, anything for you and this baby, our baby."

Smiling as he drank in the sight of her, he tugged gently on her hair, he knew it was still very early days, but cubs were strong and resilient he had no doubts that in nine months they would be holding their child. Kissing her lightly again before sitting up and swinging his legs over the bed, he looked back at her.

"Want to shower with me?" He enquired, a devilish smirk playing on his lips.

Smiling, she rose from their bed, walking round to meet him, before taking his hand in hers and leading him to the en-suite.

The pair showered together, before heading back to get dressed for the rest of the day. They headed down to the kitchen, where Genna set about making breakfast for anyone who had chosen to sleep in Meadow house. The only members of the pack who did not make themselves at home here, were Daniel and John, she knew the pair still did not like her, however had no idea what to do to change their minds. Roman too worried about the two brown wolves of his pack, he knew they were not happy about Genna being around, however she was his mate, and he expected them to accept her. Now though they spent a lot of time with the two twins they had taken up with in the town, only coming back for the companionship of their pack. While Genna prepared breakfast he helped where he could, often stopping her, so that he could steal a kiss from the woman who had his heart.

"So?" He finally asked. "What are you going to do today?"

Genna speared a piece of pancake into her mouth, and chewed for a few moments, before swallowing. "I was going into town to buy some more plants." She replied once her mouth was empty, loading her fork again, but this time offering the food to him.

Accepting the food with a smile, Roman chewed contentedly for a few moments before considering his next question. This was part of what he loved most about having a mate, the way she cared for him. He had never eaten better on a daily basis, in fact she often fed him better than he ever had been before, and it wasn't just him, she cared about the whole pack, she always had time for the children or to make something nice for his pack, even John and Daniel who she knew did not like her much. She was all he could have ever dreamed of in a mate. She ran and played with him on the nights of the full moon, mated with him in both were and human form: he would never subject her to mating when he was in true wolf form. No, he thought not mating, he liked their term for it better making love, and the act was an expression of the love they felt for each other. While he was thinking, he loaded up his own fork offering it to his mate, smiling contentedly when she accepted it.

"What sort of plants?" He asked, as she chewed her food.

Swallowing and taking a sip of her drink Genna smiled at him. "I was thinking, maybe some of those sweet grasses you like the smell of."

Roman nodded, accepting the fork of food she offered him; Genna had taken sole responsibility for planting the mass grave. She worked on it every day, and now it was almost complete, he knew she had given it all the love and care she could. The others understood, that in some way it was a gesture of atonement for what her family had done to those who were buried there, right in the middle above his Mothers skull, she had planted the dead woman's favourite flowers, Lilly's of the valley. A wave of deep love filled him as he thought about that, she had talked to him and planned the grave with him, but she had planted everything there herself. Looking around the kitchen he gave a low rumble of contentment, he would have told anyone who told him he would one day be here like this, that they were crazy. Now though, this place felt as much his, as his own home did, except now this was his and his packs place too.

The horror that was the basement had been filled in by the pack, the floor boards replaced, so the trap door no longer existed. While the painting along with the mechanism to open it, had been removed. Genna and Roxy had hung heavy drapes at the once bare windows, so that now, the room had a more welcoming feel. He and Dean had repainted the walls, while the Hunter tomes had been removed and placed in his own library. It had taken a while for the rest of the pack to get comfortable with it, but now they used the two houses without thought, apart from John and Daniel, yet even they would come here on occasion.

Genna and Roxy took care of them all; there were always cookies and fresh treats to eat, so that the pack ate better than they ever had, with the pair of them taking over most of the cooking. Melanie had really benefited from having them around too, the three of them had bonded, and he realised he had never seen her so happy. A lot, he mused as the two of them fed each other, had happened in two short months, both he and his brother were mated. While his mating did not have the depth that Dean and Roxy's did, he was more than contented with Genna, and he could sometimes catch the odd bit of strong emotion from her, over what he would have to call, an embryonic bond.

Once they were finished with their food, they cleared up together, Genna putting the extra food into the slow cooking oven, on a low heat, so it would be ready for whoever wanted it, before loading up the dishwasher and setting it going. Looking round checking everything was neat and tidy once more, Genna sighed softly as Roman wrapped his arms around her from behind, his hand drifting unconsciously to her stomach. He began nuzzling her neck, and she laughed as he nibbled carefully on her skin.

"We could go back to bed." He suggested hopefully, his breath ghosting over her ear.

"We both have things to do." She reminded him.

He growled softly knowing she was right. "You won't tell me no later." He promised, spinning her around and plundering her lips.

Genna smiled as her mate looked down at her reaching up to stroke his face. "I wouldn't tell you no now; but I have plants to buy, and you and the guys have repairs to make on the house."

Roman sighed knowing she was right, he has found a rotten board on the steps and wanted to replace it he didn't want any of the children to hurt themselves on it. "Go baby, before I forget where I need to be."

Pulling his head down, Genna kissed his lips gently, before slipping off to grab her bag and keys. "I'll be out in the glade once I get back from the town; I'm going to stock up on food too." She smiled teasingly at him. "You guys have big appetites."

Roman grinned, stalking towards her, so that she giggled, as she ran for the door, with him chasing after her. Cornering her when she got to the car, he lifted her into his arms, kissing her, before setting her back down on her feet, and kneeling to kiss her stomach as well.

"Your Daddy loves you." He murmured before standing up again looking down at her a tender expression on his face. "I love you Genna." He told her. "Be careful and come back soon."

Melting against him for a moment, Genna could have sworn she could feel his love like a tangible thing. "I love you too Roman, you and our little one."

They kissed one last time, before he opened the door for her, allowing her to climb into the car, standing to watch her drive away, he smiled to himself before heading out into the wood, to get to his own house and make the necessary repairs.

Genna drove into the nearby town at a steady speed; it was strange, as soon as she and Roman were any real distance apart, she felt a little nagging need to be back with him again. There was just something about the man; she couldn't resist. Reflecting on her Grammy's letter, something she did at times, she knew that she would never, could never; blame Roman's family for what happened to her parents. She had been lucky being brought up by her Grammy, rather than her parents; sometimes she would wake up at night, a shiver of fear running through her, the nightmare of what she might have been if they had raised her. Roman never knew why she woke with a start, she never told him, but he was always there, to hold her and ease her fears. Then her mind would turn to what might have been, what would have happened if Roman's family had known about her, how would they have treated her? The way Roman treated her, the way he cared for her, she thought she would probably have had a pretty good life.

Smiling to herself, as she parked the car and got out, rubbing the little scar Roman had left on her finger all those years ago. Genna made her way to the supermarket, grabbing a trolley and loading it up with things they needed, along with treats for the men, Roxy, herself and the children. By the time she was done, the trolley was piled high, mostly with meat, she knew what her pack was like for red meat just after the full moon.

The change in Roxy she was incredible she reflected, no longer did she suffer as her body tried to complete the change it needed to make. These days her sister was healthy and happy and she adored Dean, he seemed to be more her world than Roman was hers. She had told Genna all about the bond she and Dean shared, and Genna had to admit that there were times when she would have loved to have something like that with Roman. She could admit, if only in the privacy of her own mind, that she was a little jealous of her sister and her mate.

Making her way to the cashier, Genna glanced around, she still got the vibe off the townsfolk that she wasn't really welcome here, no more than the rest of Roman's pack. The kids and young adults were the worst, still young enough to believe the stories they traded back and forth, those stories though, were probably nowhere near the truth about them all. She never really caught the looks they gave her, yet she knew they were there none the less.

The woman behind the register, made her normal stab at making small talk with her, without really saying much of anything, Since the people in the town knew that Genna and Roxy were with the 'scientists' their reaction to the young women was even more suspicious. Handing over her card Genna paid, and had her shopping bagged ready to take out to the car, loading it up, she headed out to the garden centre to pick up the plants she needed.

The radio was playing softly in the car, as she pulled up parking in an available spot; she killed the engine and hopped out of the car, as her foot got caught in the belt that did not retract properly. Laughing at herself as she untangled her foot, she headed over to grab a trolley, ready to load up with what she wanted.

She noticed the man who was watching her straight away, his brown eyes looked troubled, and he moved restlessly, even though he was standing still, as if he were ready to make a break for it. Something about him made her oddly nervous, though she could not put her finger on what it was.

His brown hair was slicked back over his head, and she could see where it was receding, the patch of hair on his chin was flecked with grey. She flashed him a quick brief friendly smile, not too much, just to say she noticed him watching, and that was okay. The hint of a smile in return, made his lips twitch slightly, so she turned her attention back to the grasses she was examining.

"Can I help you with anything?" He had moved fast and quietly, almost wolf like.

Genna smiled at him, up close she could see the troubled brown eyes examining her carefully, as if, were she to make the wrong move, he might attack her, or run.

"I think I'm pretty much done." The young woman replied adding a couple more plants to her trolley and dusting her hands off.

"Nice choices." He told her, the skittish look still there in his eyes, though he was trying to hide it. There was something about the young woman, maybe an elusive perfume that was hauntingly familiar. "They're easy to grow, while pleasing to the nose."

Smiling at him again Genna felt herself relaxing, obviously he wasn't going to try and sell her plants she didn't want, or try to steer her towards the more expensive varieties.

"I haven't seen you here before." She said trying to be pleasant, but neutral in the conversation.

Scratching the back of his head and looking her up and down once more, he gave the hint of another smile, and scuffed the ground with his shoe, which she noticed, was well worn and had seen better days.

"I just got into town." He replied. "I got lucky that they were looking to hire here." Lightly rubbing at his arms for a moment, in an absent minded way he continued. "Might stay around for a while, or might move on, I'll have to see how the mood takes me."

"Oh well I'm sure you'll like the area." Genna replied by way of continuing the conversation so as not to seem rude, yet at the same time wishing he would go do something else and let her get on.

"One of the guys told me there is a wood near here, thought I might go check it out, I like wild open spaces." He replied.

"It's private property." The words flew harshly out of Genna's mouth before they checked with her brain; she noticed the man's hands twitch at her harsh words. "What I mean is that, the land actually belongs to my family and my." She paused how would she describe her relationship with Roman, she was much more than his girlfriend, yet she wasn't his wife. "Fiancés family." She settled on going for something in the middle of the two relationships, she could hardly tell a stranger Roman was her mate. "There's a wolf pack in the woods, he's studying them, and we don't want them disturbed."

"Wolves." Genna couldn't miss the hint of something in his voice, longing maybe, but she wasn't sure. There were people in the world just like she and Roxy had been, who would love to see wolves in the wild.

Waiting for him to continue, she stood there awkwardly, however when he didn't, she smiled again and began to push the cart away. "Nice meeting you, I hope you have a pleasant stay in the area."

He stood there watching her walk away without another word, as she picked up a couple more plants and added them carefully to the grasses. Roman had mentioned that the scent of lily of the valley clung to the things that had belonged to his Mother when he was a child, the scent that he now associated with her, Genna had already planted some of them, and stood there wondering if she should get some more, in memory of the woman that she had never met, and whom her own son had only known briefly.

Genna could feel the man's eyes on her as she made her way over to the cash desk; there was definitely something about him, he didn't scare her but he did make her a bit edgy. As she was loading her car, she was aware of his eyes still on her, however when she glanced his way, he was helping someone else. Driving away Genna resolved that she would have to tell Roman about the man, there was something about him that said he would be either friend or foe, not an impartial third party. Her instinct to protect her pack, though not a wolf herself; was becoming stronger with each passing day.

Dean sniffed the air appreciatively, whatever the smell was, it had roused him from his sleep, even though it was faint and elusive. Cracking one eye open, the face of his mate came into view; he and Roxy had fallen asleep in each other's arms, after a night of play and sex ending with the wolf pile, with the rest of the pack, then the trek home.

Home, something in his younger years he would never have imagined having, he honestly thought he wouldn't live to see this age, some of those days living on the streets. Roman biting him had been the best thing that could have happened to him, till meeting the beautiful young woman in his arms. If Roman had given him his at chance at living, Roxy had become his reason for it. Even now as she slept, he could feel the love she felt for him humming along their bond. At first he had wondered if it would be intrusive for either of them, however after the first few days, it settled to awareness in the back of his mind. Knowledge that she was there, in that special way, which made her as much a part of him, as he was of her.

Emotions were the essence of the bond, just a ticking awareness for both of them, not intrusive, but there, comforting somehow. However they could push positive emotions down the link to each other, love, happiness, pleasure, he smiled to himself, just thinking about it.

He looked at her in wonder as she slept, even now her love for him slipped along the bond, faint but there, an ever present comforting presence in his mind. Pushing her hair back, he gently began to trace each line and contour of her face.

Roxy felt something pulling her out of the bliss of sleep, trying to burrow back into the darkness, even as she became aware of Dean's love and need for her, sliding along their bond. Cracking one eye open, his face swam into focus and even though she knew how he felt, she gasped at the look of such love on his face, that it all but took her breath away.

He knew the instant that she woke, already dipping in for a kiss, Roxy smiled as their lips met kissing her mate back eagerly, already knowing what he was thinking.

He rolled her on top of him, and looked at her with puppy dog eyes; his control over his change was so good, that he had actually changed his eyes to those of the wolf. Smiling Roxy leaned forward pressing her lips gently to his, kissing him lightly; making him groan. He griped her hips and lifted them rolling his own, so that when he lowered her once more, he slid into her warm welcoming heat. Unable to stifle the moan that left her lips feeling her lover enter her, Roxy sat up arching her back, before rolling her hips, then placing her hands on his chest, as she began to ride her lover.

A smile playing on his lips, Dean lay on the bed watching the way Roxy looked as she moved above him. His hips jerked up to meet her movements, a moan leaving his lips every now and again as they made love. Roxy's nails scraped down his skin, making him growl low in his throat, he knew she was close and flipped them over so that he was now in control. Wrapping her arms and legs around him, she let her nails scrape down his back, as she came apart for him, crying out his name, as he eagerly thrust into her. She tightened around him, and he knew he was undone, coming hard inside her, his teeth fastening onto her shoulder and biting lightly. Roxy screamed out his name, as she rode out their release, the pleasurable feeling slithering along their bond from one to the other, creating a small amount of feedback that had them gasping, before he collapsed on top of her nuzzling into her neck, as their breath came in pants.

"Hungry?" He asked when they both came down from their lovemaking. "I'm pretty sure Genna made breakfast."

Roxy smiled lazily at her mate, she felt satisfied, however her rumbling stomach signalled that she was indeed hungry. "I could eat." She admitted, as he rolled off her and pulled her against him.

"Quick shower, then food?" He suggested, a smile playing on his lips before he stole a kiss.

Kissing him back; before agreeing with his suggestion, the pair of them headed for the shower. However it was still a while before they made it down the stairs: since Dean found himself unable to resist his mate when she was all wet and soapy under the water.

Once the pair of them did finally make it down the stairs, hand in hand it was to find that both Roman and Genna were gone. So the made a leisurely breakfast/lunch of the food that had been left in the warming oven for them.

The group of six men, piled out of the two vehicles that had brought them here in front of Meadow house, the place was empty at the moment, but there were signs that someone was in residence. They prowled around; however the place was locked up tight, with no way in. Finally, they looked at each other and headed back to the vehicles, they had stopped in the town to eat and noticed the way the residents eyed them warily, then they headed here. Driving down the road for a short distance, they pulled off into the wood, using the natural vegetation to camouflage the vehicles. Then heading back through the cover offered by the trees, they settled in to watch the house and see who turned up there.

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