Chapter 36 Grissom's POV
We've eaten our fill of Annabel's wonderful cooking, and now it's time to get down to business. I regret that we even have to discuss matters of this nature, but just like with humans, there is the occasional bad apple. If not, then I would be out of a job.
"I think it would be safer for everyone involved in this, if we put a curfew on those un-mated and keep close tabs on those who are mated. I know that humans involved with Were's are going to be targets too." I take a breath and look around the room. Sara is sitting with Al, David, her parents and some of the pack; my family!
"Do you think that's wise, Gil? I mean whoever's doing this is obviously has something against you." Jeremy spoke from the corner of the room.
"What exactly is that supposed to mean? Do you think I've asked for this, that I like the violence?" I can't keep the anger and frustration out of my voice, as I get louder and louder. I see Sara immediately stands up and walk towards me. Just feeling her near me or when she touches me; just calms me down.
"I know you're pissed, but there's no sense in getting all worked up about what he's saying. We know the truth." She whispers in my ear as I look around the room. I take a deep breath to help calm my nerves.
"All I'm saying is that there are some rogue Were's out there and I intend to find out who they are." The room gets eerie silent. It's kind of nice having the ability to hear when someone's lying to you; by the beat of their hearts. So far no one is lying to me, which is a very good thing.
"So spread the word about the cur few. This issue is non-negotiable." I see them all nod in agreement. Thank God for that.
"What else do you propose Gil? The curfew stands but is there anything else you think we should add?" I think about what Al asks.
"This should be just enough, for now, to piss them off and draw them out. After I find out whose behind this, mark my words…It will only end up in their deaths. I will personally have their heads." I can't help but feel the disbelief and doubt fill the air.
"My word on this is as good as the blood that runs through us all." I start to get angry again. How can I help it when some of the pack starts questioning my judgment and loyalty?
"No one is saying that…" I cut Jeremy off quickly.
"You're right, no one is saying anything. That doesn't mean I can't feel it, smell it, and damn near taste the wariness in the air. I would give my life for everyone. Our pack is family, home. I want to get this under control before we're found out. Need I remind everyone what happened last time someone found out?" I look around and see sorrow and shame fill their features. I see confusion on Sara's face and I'll have to explain. Sometimes I forget that she wasn't raised as one of us.
"Everyone here has been told the stories of the massacre back in the nineteen hundreds. It was used as a scary story during Halloween or just to scare kids into doing what they were told."I pause and look around.
"It started when a couple was taking a stroll in the woods and they came upon a creature shivering on the ground. It was cold and wet outside; they thought the animal needed help. When they came upon the animal, it wasn't like anything they've ever seen before. The man bent down to check the animal out, while the woman watched their surroundings. What they didn't know was it was a trap. They heard growling, snarling and howling around them. The animal on the ground picked up his hand and swiped at the man's throat. He fell instantly, thrashing side to side, blood spewed everywhere. The woman was in total shock that she was rooted in one spot, watching her male companion seize, until he finally he stopped moving. The other creature came boxing her in their circle. Two of the animals changed right in front of her; from beast to human. She was brutally raped and tortured, but they let her live. When some humans found her she was tied to a tree, chunks missing from her body, claw marks on her, blood encrusted her hair, and she was still bleeding from her most intimate body parts. It took them two weeks to get her to talk about the incident." I shake my head. I hate thinking about it.
"The towns' folk thought the woman had lost her mind or she was cursed. Until it happened again, both of the women had seen the faces of their attackers. The town folks believed them and sought out the people that caused this. The humans killed the criminal blamed for the acts of violence against another person. Every night more and more town folks would kill anything that walked through the woods, until they burned it down. Hundreds of innocent Were's were killed that night, males, females and children. We still have problems with rouge Were's today. That is why I want to get this under control before we are verge of extinction yet again. I don't want this for our future. I will stop this before it gets too far and the rogue Were's will pay dearly." I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose.
"We'll spread the word and make sure it gets through the proper channels, Gil" I hear Jeremy's voice cut through the silence. I raise my head and give him a nod. Then everyone started talking and smiling again. I exhale. That story always gets to me.
Some pack members start to leave; Al, David, Joseph and Annabel stay behind.
"So have you given any thought to what we talked about in the kitchen Sara?" Annabel asks Sara. Talked about? What?
"I'll have to talk it over with Gil later." Sara keeps her voice low but I can still hear regardless of the other conversations flowing.
"I'd be more than happy to do it. It would give me more time to spend with you." Annabel says. More time to spend with Sara? Is she sick?
"What are you ladies talking about?" I interrupt, hoping for the best, not the worse. They shake their heads.
Annabel turns to me.
"I was telling Sara that it might be good for you both to get a part-time maid. Granted it be someone from the pack; I volunteered myself. That way I could spend time more time with her, get to know the daughter I never had the chance to. You both work such weird schedules and I don't think you eat properly. I'm sorry if I'm out of line on this. The last thing I want to do is step on your toes, Gil." Now I see where Sara gets her babbling from. I wrap my arms around Sara and rest my head on her shoulder.
"It's okay. I think that's a great idea and usually we don't have time to eat all that well, except at work. By the way breakfast was wonderful, thank you for doing that for us." I see joy cross Annabel's face.
"I'll go and tell Joe the news." Annabel goes to leave then turns back around.
"When should I start? I mean when would you like me to be here?" I look at Sara.
"We'll talk it over tonight and call you before we go into work." She seems pleased with that and leaves. Sara however snuggles deeper within my embrace.
"That was nice of you. Thank you." She turns around and treads her fingers in my hair.
"Sooooooooo, would you happen to be ready for bed?" Her eyes sparkle. So she's excited about her punishment. This could be very fun for me indeed.
"I do believe you'll be enjoying your punishment just as much as I will. But don't let this fool you into thinking that I'll let you get away with it every single time you disobey me." My voice is deep and husky. I want this. I walk her to the bedroom and stare into her eyes.
"Wait here, my dear." I lower my hands from her body and turn from her. She knows I'm going to send everybody home now. She doesn't know about the surprise I have in store for her though and that give me the upper hand.
A few minutes later I walk into the bedroom and see her sitting on the bed waiting patiently for me.
"Pick a hand." I have my hands behind my back so she can't see. She looks skeptical.
"Why? Is it a present for me?" I can't help but run through the possibilities and pleasure about to happen.
"A present…of sorts, so pick please." She cocks her head to the side.
"Okay. Ummmm…the left hand then, please kind sir." She smirks. I know my eyes change instantly with a predatory look. I thrust out my left arm. A soft, white, cotton rope in my fingers. Her eyes get big.
"Gil…what's this for?" her voice cracks slightly.
"What do you think it's for, honey?" I ask.
"An experiment?" Her voice is unsteady.
"Of sorts, yes." I know my voice is husky.
"Care to share or is this a one person gig?" I chuckle and I see the moment it registers in her mind. "Ar…are you planning on…using that on me? To tie me up?" Her voice rises to a higher pitch and she stutters. I shrug.
"Yeah I am."
"Why?" came her fast reply.
"Cause it's going to fun. And we have a lovely bed that is designed for experiments." I say huskily. The throbbing from my cock distracts me slightly.
"But…" She starts backing up.
"No buts, honey. Remember you challenged me, in front of two others no less." I say. I'm not about to give in this time. She stops.
"Okay. What's in your other hand Gil." She points to my other hand. I keep a blank look on my face and pull out my other hand.
"Hey! That's not even fair, you cheated!" I throw my head back and give a belly laugh. Another piece of cotton rope dangles from my fingers.
"I never said I'd play fair. Now strip and get your naked ass sprawled out on the bed." My voice grew dangerously close to being animalistic. I'm about to live out one of my fantasy's with the woman I love. I growl. God, life is good.