Mariella felt a huge wave of undiluted lust energy rush through her and put her in a pretty wild mood. It took her a moment to process it, and she wondered who was the one who was pumping the wave of lust, which wolf, and why it was undiluted. After all, no one can get anything done if their lust is not diluted or mixed up.

Damon had made his lust and other energies into Salvatore's energy, dark purple energy with streaks of black and gold running through it. Mariella's lust energy was mint green and peach. Then she realized that this was neither wolf nor Mimi.

Mimi's lust was really strong and Damon had gotten a good dose of it, but he was very smug and Mariella realized that Mimi was unwittingly giving Damon's Salvatore energy just a pretty fucking big extra boost. Oh, that Damon must enjoy telling Mimi that. Mariella took and put Mimi's lust in the completely empty tank and watched as it swirled in there in a bright fuchsia color with some crystals.

Mariella said, "Shall we, my love, go and teach the little bitch what happens when you release a wave of lust in a house full of energy beings powered by lust?"

Damon grunted and admired his new energy. Now it was slightly brighter, it had glitter, and was about 20% stronger. Oh that he would soon go to Mimi and rob her of a few dozen tanks of that stuff, Mimi doesn't use it per se except as a side effect of using food for her bodily functions.

But that's not what Damon was going to tell his wife. Mariella had a bit of an opinion of her own about robbing the energies, which she wouldn't allow Damon to do, when Damon would take a bit of energy from his wife at any given time then no.

Self-righteous, but Mimi would be an easy victim. It would be so easy for him just to take them. The important thing would be to get there first before Mimi's protector of energies, Mariella, had time to intervene.

Mariella was Mimi's guardian as much as he was her protector. Adam was Mimi's defender. And Charles was probably the lover. Damon thought about that last sentence with bitterness because he also knew what he would encounter when they soon went to the wing for a little group activity.

He said to Mariella "Fine darling, we can actually go, I know there are already both wolves there. We'll look at the wing at some point. I can help Mimi so she's not banging out those waves of lust energy all the time. "

Mariella looked at her husband steadily and said in a clipped voice,

"Damon, I'll handle Mimi's energies, not you. I'm not going to let you go on your predatory little spree right now. Mimi just needs to learn how to mix up her energies a little, and I'll create a system for her that will always be mixed up with lust energy. She'll get full of stuff, but in a holding tank, that's what I'll make a system for. I've been very lazy too because I haven't done anything all this time. Let's see what she's got."

Damon was silent and thought. Would bribery or persuasion help? Well, you just have to be patient and try not to be sneaky, if you could get Mimi to fuck him then he'd probably get a treat.

An energy being uses and can use all forms of energy to live, maintain its body, and function. They also create energy by converting it in their own bodies into whatever form they want, for example, by taking heat energy from the air and then converting it into lust through various feeling energies.

Emotional energy is different, love is strong, and true love is even stronger. But rage is another strong emotion, and Mimi's rage. Well, Damon suspected that's the one behind this strong fucking lust.

Mimi is chaos. The chaos is energy exploitative, meaning Mimi can create energy from her emotions but she can't control it, Mimi just creates whatever happens.

Similarly, Mimi can transfer energy involuntarily and for example, a crystal object or a stone could be quite charged when Mimi picks it up. Mimi has some fucking strong emotions somewhere, both good and bad and if he could get them for himself, he could get a fucking good boost from them again.

Damon was really thinking about Mimi's willpower. So strong that she could turn it into telekinesis. You'd have to get it for the whole pack, but that would probably require putting Mimi back to sleep very deeply, and that wouldn't be in the cards yet.

Mimi can and does absorb energies from around her involuntarily, and they then go into the tanks that were created in Mimi's mind when Damon became an energy being.

Damon got out of bed naked and took Mariella by the hand. They freshened themselves up with energy, and then Damon teleported them into the same room where Mimi, the wolves, and the men were.

Mimi was under Charles, and her eyes were glowing with lust. They were kissing passionately with Charles, and Damon could already see directly how everyone in the room was now a victim of the lust wave of the good Mimi.

It would take a while for everyone to get a grip on themselves, but it looked like the lady would have to be put in a much calmer state.

Damon saw Mimi leak her lust and drain it onto Charles, and he embraced that energy with enthusiasm. Mariella looked for a moment and said to Damon.

"Is this a bit of a bad idea?"

Damon chuckled and said, "There's no such thing as a bad idea; there are only poorly executed awesome ones"

Mariella and Damon went to bed, and Mariella first grabbed Adam and began to suck Mimi's lust energy out of her, which seemed to have completely frosted Adam.

Adam began to calm down, and Damon had put magic in the room so that no one could escape because Cornick was very happy to take Mimi elsewhere every time they ended up in the same bed. There would be no escaping now.

Charles sensed this, and Mariella understood that both men were wizards too, but had kept their magic hidden. No wonder they want to be with Mimi because otherwise, they would reveal themselves. Mariella saw how Charles went into Mimi's many, many tanks and always took something from there.

Fine, that job is over now. After Adam had cleaned up and calmed down to tend to the wolves, Damon and Mariella focused on separating Mimi and Charles, which was no easy task.

Charles and I were with each other, and although I noticed he was taking some of my energies, I didn't think much of it because I could use them I had experimented a bit but hadn't gotten into them yet, my lust energy wasn't going anywhere and I felt like I was adding to it instead of consuming it away.

Charles once again stopped flooding inside me and rolled me over to lie on top of him for a moment. Oh, Damon and Mariella had arrived, and Mr Cornick once again felt a little threatened as Damon had done some magic to not get away.

I said to Charles in my head,

"Those two must have come to put us in our place as we're a bit wild. That wave was pretty effective, I see. But it doesn't matter as long as we have each other. "

Charles grumbled and stroked me. Normally, I could have fallen asleep, but not yet. I was still in too good a state of spirits.

Damon came over and said to Charles, "Charles, how about you and I..."

Charles looked at Damon with hot eyes and then picked me up, rolled me over to the other side of the bed, and started kissing Damon wildly. They were getting pretty intense. Fine. Let's just calm down then.

Mariella was next to me, and she said,

" Let me put your tanks in place. I'm your guardian and this is actually my job and I've been unforgivably lazy. But I'm going to make you a system that will blend your super lust with other energies so that you can function. You will still have pure lust but only in storage tanks, and watch out because Salvatore lusts after your lust because it gives a boost to the lord's own energy. He could get it strengthened himself, but then he's lazy. I'll also protect your tanks so those thieves don't keep going in there to take whatever they want. I'll take this nuclear energy from you. You've stored up a hell of a lot of it."

Mariella fussed in my mind for a while and then was very complacent at the end. She said, " We energy beings, well, to me, energies are currency, and you little bitch, you're a gold mine, but do one thing when I say and get some of your rage out. I'll see if I can get it in the tank in your head."

She fiddled with my mind again and then said. " Now, Mimi, take your rage up a notch, that's it, oh shit, brilliant. Now you can put it away."

I felt Mariella take the tank where my rage had spilled. She was so happy with my rage. I said, "There's enough of that, it seems to be coming out when that shit composts."

Mariella looked at me and said, " What shit? Composting?"

I said, "All the shit I've ever experienced. I'm going to put it in a big coffin in my head and let it stay there. Not running around in my head all the time. "

Mariella was quiet for a moment and said,

"I know we haven't actually had much to do with each other, but could you show it to me? I'm curious, and since our emotions are often and are behind our energies, it would seem that you have quite a power plant there because your rage is so brutally strong. I'm not getting into it, at least not right away, but I want to get an idea of what's there?"

I said, "Fine, I'll take it out and open it up a bit, but if Damon comes any closer or tries to interfere, the coffin goes into hiding."

Mariella looked at me for a moment and said, " Fine, but why? Damon could help with that, too. Surely you can see that?"

I was silent and reached for the coffin and quietly opened the lid. Mariella peered inside and felt what kind of energy was boiling inside. She looked at the coffin. There was black that almost sparkled, and Mariella realized that there were a lot of good feelings left in there: love, trust. That should have been cleaned, but the coffin disappeared before Mariella could do anything.

Mariella said, " Fine, Mimi, that coffin is gonna go at some point, and I'll put a tank system in there for you to do that job, too. Now, there are good feelings left in there too, and that coffin will explode one day from all that feeling, but it will last. Just try to orient yourself that one day it will have to go, and Damon will be part of that operation, too."

'I'm thinking in my mind that yeah, someday. Not yet. Not even close. Everything was still so fresh in my memory, and the two weeks in the Italian castle had made those memories keep swirling in my mind almost all the time. And now that Mariella was putting my lust in check, the memories were about to come flooding back.

I lay in bed and then thought about going to the bathroom. When I returned, I saw that Damon was with Mariella, Charles with Mimosa, and Adam with Shadow. I went into the shower and got dressed. I noticed that Damon had taken his magic off when there was no longer any threat of fucking Charles.

I went to the kitchen to eat, and there was a lovely kitchen here in the wing, too. And lots of meat because our fridge was connected by magic, so it had a menu where you could choose which fridge you wanted. I then started cooking and baking while the rest of the pack stayed to do what was obviously theirs to do but not mine.

The baking and cooking were a very good distraction, so I wasn't thinking about the Italian castle and what was going on there all the time. I just concentrated on creating good food and lovely baked goods.

To this day, that still happens. When I'm with Charles or Adam, and so we now have 10 Damon in our pack, even so, by some trick, they always get me away from Charles and to be myself. And I don't understand why because no Damon wants me per se. What's wrong with being with who I want? I feel like Damon would rather I be alone and not fuck than fuck and be with Charles.

I'd been baking for a week and was in good shape, so I decided to return to work. To let the rest of the pack fuck, they'd already changed rooms to the common area too.

I concentrated on the flea work, again doing what actually helped some things. My life is what it is. I've been through a shed session, a flanker to a wedding, and everything in between. At least I'm focusing on fleas now, as long as Damon lets me do it.

I didn't know if he was ever going to follow through on his threat or not. I had been working for a couple of weeks when I got a phone call from one of the fleas asking me to come to Montreal. I asked Damon for permission, and he said,

"Go ahead, do whatever gigs you want. Sorry, we threw you out of bed, so to speak."

I'm surprised the gentleman apologized, but fine. I went to Montreal, and when I got there, I had a bit of a surprise waiting for me.