(WARNING: The first two chapters are going to be a bit sexually explicit ... as some future chapters may also be. But this book isn't intended to be one of those steamy erotica books as a whole.
These chapters do have relevance to the underlying storyline, so they aren't just thrown in simply for shock and awe purposes ... even if they manage to wake up a few readers out there.
I suggest for those of you who take offense to graphically explicit details, please think about starting when Chapter three comes out. Again, there is some relevance to the story's background in the first two chapters; but nothing that will have the reader lost if you start with the third chapter.
I'd hate for something like this to turn possible readers off from my book; so, I will be giving warnings for all future chapters that have explicitly graphic details; whether it be sexual or violence, so not as to suddenly offend any of you. Thank you.)
About nineteen years ago...
There is something ominously mystical about the moon on this inauspicious night.
Even the Moon Goddess herself can feel an alarmingly disturbing sensation of trepidation rising within her. There are definitely other supernatural forces at play ... so powerful that even she as one of the deities of the human realm is unable to directly intervene.
All the Moon Goddess could possibly do is send a subconsciously delivered telepathic message to the Fated One ... and hope that she would arrive in time.
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A small, lithe figure hurriedly darts across the countryside at a frantic, extremely accelerated pace; albeit swiftly and agilely maneuvering over the contrasting terrains. There is a fairly great distance to be traversed, and time is of the essence.
The fate of the Rainier Pack ... the very pack that had reluctantly taken her and Katarina in as infants a little over five years earlier; the pack that had always considered the two of them to be nothing more than 'outsiders', and looked at them with disdain; and the pack that had recently decided to cast them out and sever all ties with them ... their fate would now be determined by whether or not Sasha arrives in time.
Sasha, taken in at first under the assumption that she was just an inconsequential, little rogue she-wolf that Alpha Julian' Thurgood's sister had taken in along with Katarina ... the disgraced, unintended dampyr grandniece of the Matriarch of the Old Clan ... to be her newly adopted daughters.
Sasha, who unbeknownst to them at this time is the destined Fated One. The Acrilian she-wolf who was born bestowed with the rarely given Faeries' Grace blessing.
And, unfortunately for the Rainier Pack, after Sasha's recent 'murderous bloody rampage' ... the pivotal incident which helped the others who opposed the 'outsiders' presence there to finally convince Alpha Julian to exile his sister and those two 'adopted daughters' of hers from the pack; banishing them from their territory once and for all ... Demon Lord Bezarius had realized that Sasha was the one he had been seeking out for all these years...
That the Rainier Pack ... though done unknowingly ... had been harboring the destined Fated One...
The one who, that if the prophecy was true, could very well possibly defeat him ... ruining his plans of conquering and ruling over the human realm, along with the demon realm.
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An undisclosed location somewhere in Washington state, in Rainier Pack territory...
At the Alpha's manor, within the center of the pack's main compound area...
Luna Sarah Thurgood stands motionless, in a seemingly hypnotic-trancelike state, on the large balcony outside their master chamber; intensely gazing up at that irresistibly 'calling' moon.
She has no choice whatsoever; she can't help but to keep on staring at it ... at the moment, the Luna can't look away from the moon even if she wanted to. It has total control over her; a powerful, mysterious control that can't be broken ... again, not even by the Moon Goddess herself.
Eventually, she begins to feel it ... that primal stirring from deep within. Just as the moon's gravitational pull is said to have an influence over the ebbs of a tide, this night's ominously mystical moon has control over the Luna's impulses of her now heightening sexual arousal...
In other words, this particular moon is enticing the Luna into a sudden carnal heat.
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The Luna has been totally spellbound and completely under control of this ominously mystical moon, which has somehow sinisterly inflicted her with a burgeoning, consuming heat.
Finally able ... or in this case, more like allowed ... to pull herself away from the moon's incapacitating hold on her, the Luna heads back into their master chamber.
She ambles over to an antique, Elizabethan-style, full-length mirror standing in a far corner of the overly spacious quarters; slowly removing her clothing piece by piece.
By the time she reaches the mirror, the Luna is stark naked. She lustfully gazes upon her enticingly curvaceous, sensuous body; wantonly admiring it as her already searing heat rapidly rises.
Unfortunately for Luna Sarah, Alpha Julian is currently away ... having to deal with the ramifications from the recent murderous rampage within the pack's territory and the subsequent expulsion of his sister, Teresa, and her two adopted daughters, Sasha and Katarina ... so she's lacking a 'live-and-in-the-flesh', throbbing penis that she's desirously craving; one that she's hoping would be able to quell this seemingly insatiable, rapturous sexual arousal mounting within her.
Fortunately ... if one would consider it to be a fortunate circumstance ... the Luna has grown accustomed to the Alpha's waning and infrequent intimate attentiveness towards her over the recent years; ever since having to deal with the aggravating pressure brought on by the constant dissension among the pack regarding the taking in of the 'outsiders'. So, the Luna has no aversion to the idea of pleasuring herself.
However, on those occasions when the Luna had to release her sexual tensions, the fact of the matter is that's all it was, sexual tension; a gradual built up need to release some pent-up sexual frustration brought on from lack of intimate physical contact. A means for her to unwind and relax both her body and soul; and not to forget to mention, particularly her inner-wolf's sexual desire.
But this is a completely different sensation altogether ... this is an overwhelmingly uncontrollable heat; a seemingly unquenchable hunger craving intensely pleasurable sexual fulfillment.
Luna Sarah isn't sure if she'll be able to satisfy this overconsuming heat all by herself; but, at least for now, she is more than happily willing to try.
The Luna places her hands under her robustly ample breasts, firmly cupping them as she squeezes them together. And from the moment making contact with her milky white, supple skin; an electrical-like surge of intense carnal stimulation pulsates throughout her entire body, inundating it with a tsunami-like wave of ecstasy.
That simple action of merely taking hold of her breasts has already brought on a stirring of excitement in her heated loins; causing her crotch region to immediately moisten from the slowly oozing bodily secretions. ... And she's only just getting started.
Luna Sarah then uses her thumbs to delicately skim over her areolas, slowly circling around her nipples; stimulating the lightly brownish areolas to become a slightly bumpy surface, and those rose-pink, plump nipples to puff out and stiffen to a rigid hardness ... making them easily excitedly stimulated by even the slightest of touch.
Her crotch has become even more moistened ... actually, wet in fact ... as small lines of viscous fluid slowly move down along her inner thighs.
The Luna lifts her breasts up further, bringing them closer to the bottom of her gracefully delicate, swan-like neck; then bends her head forward to seductively lick and suck on her engorged nipples.
While doing this, her body quivers as that electrical-like surge of carnal pleasure wildly courses more intensely throughout her body ... with her now sweltering crotch even wetter, as that viscous fluid begins to stream down her legs; with some of those juices dripping out, falling directly to the floor.
Keeping her right hand under her right breast, holding it up close to her head so she can continue to lick and suck on that breast's nipple, the Luna delicately moves her left hand down along the contours of her midsection, heading towards her crotch region; using a gently light touch to just barely skim atop her flushed skin.
And when she finally reaches the crotch area, Luna Sarah first holds her hand out closely in front of her sopping wet, throbbing vulva, as she feels a subtle flow of heat wisping out from between those swollen yet tightly pressed together 'lips'; reminding her of what it feels like when she expels her breath into her hands on a cold winter's day.
Shortly after that, she then firmly presses her hand against the highly stimulated region ... the sheer, utterly arousing excitement brought on from that touch instantly causes her body to rigidly tense up and tremble uncontrollably, as another tsunami-like wave of ecstasy washes over her entire body ... and once that wave passes, and she's able to move, the Luna scoops up some of that viscous fluid secretion onto her palm and fingers.
Luna Sarah brings her left hand up to in front of her face and begins to gingerly wriggle her fingers about. As she attentively watches ... looking as if she was once again seemingly mesmerized in that hypnotic-trancelike state ... that secretion stretching out between her fingers like drooping spider webbing.
Then, after a brief moment of that, the Luna brings her hand in under her nose and indulgently sniffs in the pungently aromatic odor of her alluringly desirous, sexual pheromones.
Enticed by that ravishingly tempting smell ... which to her is an evident sign as 'an open invitation' for sexual advancement ... the Luna greedily sucks up the viscous secretion from her hand; feverishly licking her fingers as if she had just finished eating a scrumptiously delicious piece of fried chicken, and wanted to enjoy that flavor even longer by savoring every trace of that delectable, greasy juice left behind.
Luna Sarah completely loses herself at this moment, losing any semblance of restraint, giving in to that insatiable, rapturous heat and submits to her surging sexual urges.
She now ambles over to the massive, Elizabethan-style canopy bed ... vigorously fondling her breasts, which still are maintaining those swelling areolas and nipples that are highly sensitive to touch ... then, when reaching the bed, falls back onto the mattress, laying on her back.
Wasting no time, while using her right hand to continue fondling her breasts, the Luna reaches down between her legs with her left hand and enthusiastically inserts her fingers into her soaked, throbbingly pulsating vagina ... and mindlessly masturbates in some sort of wild, sexual frenzy.
This goes on for about twenty minutes, before the Luna is suddenly interrupted by an unexpected arrival.