Chapter Two- Her Angel

Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever own Blood and Chocolate.

Now for the important part: 1. I forgot to give a big huge gigantic thanks to bug0112 for telling me how to post! Thank you so much! 2. Thank you MarcyPlayground, silver.shadow.23, Dragon 3712, and of course Dartagnan0079 who is the absolute best in the world editor ever, for being the first 4 to review! YOU ROCK AND MAKE ME HAPPY! I was going to make myself wait a week before checking reviews, but I obviously lied to myself and kept checking everyday. 3. This story might seem like its going a bit slow, but don't worry it will pick up very very very soon! Heh heh heh!

Now for the really important part. The story.

Vivian pranced under the lush full moon, her paws scattering the new fallen snow. Gabriel followed in a playful strut, rubbing his fur against hers; tugging at her golden ears with his gentle teeth. Suddenly Vivian turned on Gabriel, pinning him to the snow, and then she ran as he gathered himself. She bounded twenty feet away, but slipped and fell into a deep patch of snow, disappearing completely. Gabriel's muzzle transformed into a human mouth as he burst into a rumble of laughter, when he recovered he went to find his snow bunny.

Vivian was doing her best to climb out of the "snow trench" when Gabriel came to the edge, his long pink tongue wagging as if he was still amused at her disposition. Suddenly he jumped in, though it was too cramped, as with the intention to ambush her playfully. But Vivian outsmarted Gabriel and jumped out.

Their cabin was at the top of the hill, much farther than from the other cabins. Vivian ran as fast as she could, listening for Gabriel's pounding footsteps. She didn't hear them. Vivian stopped and looked around, a disappointed whine escaping her muzzle. Where was he?

She howled loudly for him, but no answer came. Vivian paced back to the thick brush of the forest that she had just come out of. She howled again, but this time she was answered.

It was not Gabriel who answered her. Another male, she could tell because of the higher pitch. Without thinking Vivian called again as if to ask, where are you? Who are you? But the stranger never replied.

Creaks from the brush reached Vivian's sensitive ears. She backed away slowly watching the movement.

Gabriel appeared slowly, his black coat melting with the black forest. He had a rabbit in his mouth, crimson blood on his strong muzzle. Vivian relaxed greatly, falling on her stomach. She had feared a strange wolf, especially a male. Gabriel approached her questionably and gently nuzzled her muzzle with his, his pink tongue cleaning her face.

His bones snapped and morphed into his human form, naked skin feeling the chill of winter. Vivian followed his change.

"What's wrong baby?" His hand cupped her cheek and pulled her chilled body against his.

"I called for you, and you didn't answer. I heard another wolf, another male."

"But Vivian I did call." His brow furrowed in slight worry.

"I heard another wolf." She stared defiantly in his eyes, and Gabriel's expression softened considerably. He would not pretend to not be unconcerned. His fingers pushed back her thick hair as her eyes searched his face for some reassurance.

"Well maybe there is another wolf in these mountains, I wouldn't be surprised. Come on sweetheart let's go back." Then he softly added: "I'll protect you Vivian." He pressed her hand to his mouth. Still there was worry in her eyes.

They morphed back into their wolf pelts, but did not chase each other right away. Gabriel walked right beside his mate, touching, and not straying any farther than necessary. His eyes scanned the forest as if challenging any possible opposition.

When they reached the clearing of their cabin, the playfulness returned. The two mates nipped at each other, licked ears, and pranced like puppies. As Gabriel jumped around on his powerful hind legs, the display of his large muscular chest trapped Vivian's gaze. Gabriel noticed but put off his arrogance, and approached Vivian humbly.

Instantly Vivian crouched so her nose was buried in the snow, her tail wagging high in the air. When she pushed herself up, her nose covered in snow.

Once more he gently tugged on her ear before changing into human. Vivian was about to change also, but Gabriel grabbed her in his arms, cradling her wolf form against his chest, his nose in her fur, inhaling the scent. They went inside and Gabriel set her on the bed watching her change into her long legged human form.

"It's a bit chilly in here." she nodded towards the fire. Gabriel smiled playfully and approached her. He pinned her body to the bed.

"I can fix that right away." He hinted, his face very close. Vivian did her best to hold back a passion filled sigh.

"I was talking about the fire." Sighing in defeat, Gabriel stalked to their clothes lying on the floor and tugged them back on, zipped up his jacket, and laced his boots. He took one longer look at Vivian as she went to change into her pajamas. Quietly he closed the cabin door, stalking out to the firewood.

There were only a few logs, and Gabriel grumbled at this. He searched for an axe; hidden, and upset that he had to stay out here; instead of being inside with Vivian he quickly found wood to chop.

As he swung the axe, he thought of the other wolf cry Vivian heard, he had not heard it. Perhaps, and hopefully it was just a regular wolf in its own pack. Gabriel didn't feel like meeting up with any other loup-garou. This Christmas break was going to be spent with Vivian and Vivian alone. They had brought each other's present along, already wrapped. Gabriel had convinced Esmé to wrap his, just because he was pack leader did not mean he was a master with wrapping paper. Esmé obliged, after begging to know what was in the boxes. Gabriel had to keep a close eye on her, if she found out anything he knew it would be spilled to her daughter.

Vivian laid on their king sized bed on top of the comforter, half asleep half awake, when Gabriel came in carting logs.

"You'd think with as much as they charge, we'd have gas logs and not have to chop our own firewood." A sleepy agreement arose from Vivian as Gabriel kicked off his boots and put the logs in the dying fire. Flames erupted in the hearth as Gabriel poked the logs.

She opened her eyes briefly to see Gabriel stripping to just his plaid boxers beside the firelight which cast shadows in the crest of his muscles and displayed highlights over his abdomen.

She called and Gabriel slowly crawled across the bed into Vivian's arms as she pulled him down to the comforter. "Kiss me." She purred seductively.

"You don't have to tell me twice love." He grinned and applied gentle pressure to her lips, wanting to keep her in this sleepy state. Strong, knowing hands massaged her back as his tongue slipped into her mouth, teasing. She moved closer, pushing their mouths together, while curling her fingers in his thick gorgeous hair that fanned out slightly. For a long time they lay side by side gently kissing and touching.

When Gabriel took his tongue from her mouth he moved to her neck: nipping and licking. Little whines escaped Vivian's throat as he teased her. Vivian moved her fingers from his hair to his corded neck and then his back, which felt the heat from the fire.

"I love you." She whispered with gentle passion, pulling his mouth to hers this time the kiss was harder.

"I love you Vivian." He softly, but clearly said, pulling his mouth away.

Her bright eyes dazzled him as he pushed her arms over her head against the headboard, her entire body stretching luxuriously underneath him. Admiring how the firelight wrapped around her golden figure, Gabriel's hands roamed over her. After a short time Gabriel laid beside his Queen, slowly stroking the hair from her face. Sleepy still, Vivian made Gabriel turn onto his stomach so that the firelight danced over his gold skin.

Vivian covered Gabriel's back with loving kisses, lapping at the muscles. Vivian's hands replaced her mouth, working out the few kinks in his back.

Starting at the small of his back she pressed the heel of her palm into his muscles, slowly and sensuously moving up. Pleased to hear his needy groan her hands wrapped around his shoulders. Her mouth left hot kisses on the back of his neck, making him pant as her hands relaxed his shoulders.

What a complete feeling they reveled in, knowing that true love was everything between them. No jealousy because no other mate could replace each other. Even only by action not words, Vivian and Gabriel could escape their position as leaders and only have thoughts for one another, providing pleasure and companionship when needed. Even if another wolf fought Gabriel for Vivian and won, Vivian would not take the aggressor. Such as if Vivian was challenged, Gabriel wanted no other woman. They were mates for life.

He was her seraph, her protector. She turned him over slowly running her hands across his flexed stomach and well-defined chest. Gabriel looked like a god in the dying firelight. His face was overcome with a smile as Vivian spoke sweetly to him:

"Gabriel my angel." Her words touched him greatly; she had never called him anything as sweet before. Eventually they settled under the covers, secured under the comforter slowly necking each other to sleep. Snow fell heavily outside, and would continue through the rest of the starless night. Vivian slept peacefully in Gabriel's protecting embrace.

Across the resort outside a cabin much like all the others, a dark pelt wolf paced in front of the cabin door. His movements were jerky as it threw its head back to howl, calling for the stranger (Vivian) again. The wolf paced to the tree line as if contemplating whether to leave the opening or to stay.

Foam bubbled at its mouth as he picked up the slightest scent of other wolves from across the resort. With its jerky movements he jumped around, whining shrilly.

From the door of the cabin another man stalked out, cursing wildly in French, fuming that the spastic wolf had escaped from inside. Before the wolf could react, the French man roughly grabbed the scruff of his neck and pulled him back inside with no effort.

The wolf knew it was futile to resist against the man as he was dragged into a small room with only a bed. The man threw the wolf inside. Snarling, but defeated he slunk to the corner as the man threatened him.

"Que faites-vous hors ici?" The man spat as the wolf then crawled to the bed, whimpering as the foam continued to gather at his mouth.

"Faire ne pas tu me permettre d'attraper encore!" Then the man slammed the door shut quickly securing the lock.

Gabriel raised his head from the pillow, hearing the wolf's call from across the resort. He raised his head, waiting for a repeat, but when it didn't come he looked down at Vivian. She lay comfortably in his arms her breathing tickled his bare chest.

The wolf howl did not sound very comforting to Gabriel so as he settled under the covers he wrapped his arms completely around his mate. Reminiscing of Vivian's worry about the strange howls made Gabriel become unsettled for a while, inhibiting sleep.

As he tried to regain sleep, he ran his hands through Vivian's hair and down her back, careful not to awake her. Finally he did catch sleep and found comfort in his dreams of Vivian.

In his dreams they were completely released from any duties but to each other. Free to engage in whatever they saw fit and never bothered by any other presence.

DUH! DUN! DAHHHHHH!

Okay, so…

Who is the foam around the mouth wolf?

Does Gabriel have good reason to be weary of him?

And, what in the world is the French man saying?

Find out next chapter, yeah its still sappy romance stuff, but very soon you're going to be meeting some new werewolves! Hooray! sorry if this was short, but I wrote it a couple of months back. Don't worry, I am catching up!

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-Dahlila