As the sun rose she could not sleep from the adrenaline of the evening. Even after partaking of a few of the many amorous offers she received that night. She wandered down to Lyall's office to see if some paperwork would put her to sleep.
"What are you doing here?" Surprised to find Lyall sitting at his desk.
"Can't sleep either?" He asked.
"No," she sat down at her workstation.
They worked in silence for about an hour. Finally Elspeth felt her eyes getting heavy.
"I'm going back to bed. Good morning," she got up and headed to the door to find it blocked by Lyall.
"I..." He grabbed her and kissed her fiercely.
She returned the kiss pushing him up against the wall. Both frantically trying to undress the other. He grabbed her and she wrapped her legs around him. He carried her over to the padded bench in office while she kissed and bit his neck. He let out a soft growl when she bit him particularly hard. Joining their bodies as she sat astride him, he kissed and caressed her breasts.
Lyall hadn't been able to sleep because he wanted this. Even before her transformation but after that display tonight nothing else would satisfy him. Biffy had even kicked him out of the room and told him not to come back until he got it out of his system.
Elspeth wanted release. She rode him and dug her nails into his back. He licked her arm and then bit down, and that sent her over the edge.
She woke up that evening to find herself in a strange bed. An arm was draped over her and she could feel his breath on the back of her neck as she turned over to look at the sleeping Lyall, she found Biffy staring at her from his other side. He put his finger to his lips and snuggled up to Lyall. Still tired from being up so late she laid back down against him and felt his arm grip her tighter.
Elspeth awoke to the sound of Lyall and Biffy talking. She was still in there room, it had not been a dream.
"We have breakfast over here if you care to join us," said Biffy. "There is a robe on the bed. She could hear the smirk on his face.
Elspeth got up, put on the robe, and walked over to the table where the two men were.
"There does not seem to be an extra seat for me. I'll take this back to my room."
Before she could pick up a scone, Lyall pulled her into his lap and started to nuzzle her neck.
"Lyall stop," she said turning red.
"Oh he doesn't care," he said absently while he was busy kissing her neck.
"Really don't mind me. Yet, Lyall you might let the poor girl break her fast before you ravish her again." Biffy said looking entirely too amused.
He pushed over a plate of raw meat, "I thought you might need something more fortifying them tea and scones. You have had a busy night and morning."
"Thank you." She felt like her whole body was blushing. Lyall had left off kissing her be he had a tight grip around her waist.
After eating she was finally able to convince Lyall to let her go. Though not before planting one more heated kiss upon her lips. Then out of nowhere Biffy kissed her before she could leave the room.
"Interesting," she heard him say as she hurried back to her room.
She quickly got dressed and went downstairs where the rest of the pack was up and about performing their duties. As she passed them, they congratulated her about last night. A few more amorous advances were had as well. She sought out Sidheag to see if she was in need of anything. With the attack and the metamorphosis, her duties at as ladies maid had been neglected.
Sighead was in the courtyard speaking with some men she and never seen before. As she got closer she could tell that they were werewolves.
"There she is," announced the lead man.
"It's true! Amazing," said the smaller man coming close to her to examine her like a specimen.
Suddenly she was pulled back against a man's chest.
"Can we help you?" Said Lyall in tone of voice she had never heard from him before.
"They had come to congratulate me on the successful metamorphosis," said Sidheag trying to calm the situation.
Lyall ripped Elspeth's sleeve showing her bite mark and tightened his grip.
"Let go of me," Elspeth slapped Lyall across his face.
She ran as fast as she could. Sidheag and Biffy were trying to make apologies.
"What was that? You're acting like Connell. I've never seen you like this," Biffy said.
"I don't know what came over me." Lyall covered his face with his hands. "Since her metamorphosis I cannot help but want her. I look at her like I look at you."
"It's more than that. You just tried to challenge them because they looked at her. She won't stand for it you know," Biffy replied.
Elspeth ran to her room and closed the door. After a while, she heard a knocking.
"Go away Lyall," she shouted through the door.
"It's Biffy," came a response from the door. She opened the door and let the dandy in.
"If you came to apologize for him you can leave," Elspeth said taking a large drink of wine.
"No, I came to check on you," he said across her. "He's not acting like himself. He's acting like Lord Maccon."
"I'm sorry for complicating things," Elspeth felt embarrassed.
"Do not blame yourself. As immortal creatures we will love many in our long lives. Not that I thought he would love me and you same time," Biffy mused. "Did he tell you the story of how I was turned?"
They talked until the Sun was well up in the sky. It was noon before they passed out in her bed.
She was running down the dark hallway. There was something after her, she had to escape towards the light. It grew brighter and hotter as she ran. Sweat was dripping down her face as she realized the opening lead to a straight drop to the canyon below.
Sitting up in bed, the feeling of the nightmare faded. She was drenched in sweat but that was most likely because she was sandwiched between two people. Sometime during the morning Lyall had managed to slip in and curl up behind her. She tried to crawl out of bed but it woke Lyall.
"I'm sorry," he said softly.
"Yes, yes you are. Now I would like Lyall back please," she said glaring at him.
"I looked it up," Lyall pointed to the bite on her arm. "It's mentioned in the Howlers. Back in ancient times, if a wolf met a human it wanted not to kill but for other activities on a full moon night it would bite them. The other humans would turn over the one that was bit to the nearby pack. They would then undergo the Alpha's bite. If they survived the bite would remain an emotional link would form between them. This is where the humans get there silly notion that any werewolf bite can turn you."
He was tracing the outline of the bite mark on her arm. "I have marked you."