Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
“Can I wear one of those dresses now?” Sienna asked her Daddy as she pushed to sitting.
She watched as he put on a pair of shorts. “Nope.” He scooped her into his arms, cradling her naked body against his bare chest as he carried her from the room.
After entering the nursery, he lowered her to the changing table.
Her heart rate soared when he pulled a strap over her, pinning her arms to her sides and keeping her from squirming. “Daddy…”
“I’m definitely not going to tire of that sweet sound coming from your pretty lips, but to answer your unasked questions, I will always restrain you when you’re on the changing table for your safety.”
She probably shouldn’t sigh so much, but she couldn’t help it.
Another dramatic breath left her. It was so unlike her to be disagreeable or sassy, but everything she’d experienced since arriving here had been beyond unexpected.
She hardly recognized herself, so it shouldn’t shock her that she’d added a bit of a naughty tone to her loud sighs.
Daddy didn’t mind. Yet. He chuckled.
“But you said you wouldn’t make me wear a diaper if I didn’t want to,” she pointed out, sassier by the second.
Now that she knew what it felt like to be spanked, she was no longer concerned.
The feel of his palm striking her butt over and over had been cathartic.
The pain had soothed her in an odd way. She kind of wished he hadn’t stopped when he had, so if he wanted to do it again, she was game.
“I said that before I knew you might lose control of your bladder when you have a vision, naughty girl. Do you want to risk peeing on yourself in front of people? Or would you rather be protected?”
This time as she whimpered, the stupid tears came to her eyes again. “Are you never going to let me wear panties?”
“I will, Little one. Don’t you fret. Let’s get through the next twenty-four hours, and then we can revisit this topic as often as needed while you discover the full extent of your powers.”
“Okay.” She turned her face toward the wall while he rubbed some kind of ointment into her folds. He even made sure to cover her tight bottom hole before pulling a diaper up between her legs and securing it.
By the time he released her and lifted her into his arms, she was calmer and exhausted.
She barely managed to stand on her feet long enough for him to pull a soft nightie over her head.
It was so pretty. Pink with a ruffle at the hem and on her shoulders.
But she didn’t have the energy to admire it for long before she found herself snuggled against his chest.
She was almost asleep when he settled in the rocking chair and tapped her lips with a nipple. She didn’t want to take a bottle right now. She wanted to rest.
He was persistent, though. “You need the fluid and the calories, Baby girl. Nonnegotiable. I promise I’ll let you nap after you finish it.”
It was a struggle to suckle for him, but he kept her awake by repeatedly stroking her nipples. “Good girl,” he praised when it was empty.
She didn’t fight him when he replaced the bottle with a pacifier. It felt nice in her mouth, but she wasn’t sure she even suckled more than a few times before dozing off.
Fear and panic consumed her. She was in the woods again, perfectly aware she’d been here earlier. In her visions, she always knew she was having one. There was a distinct difference between one of her visions and a regular dream.
This vision was odd like the last one. She was wearing a dress. It was lavender and barely covered her bottom like all the others she’d seen on the women she knew only from these visions.
A loud roar made her heart race. It wasn’t the first one.
The sound was getting closer, coming toward her.
She turned and started running. She’d never been able to move in any previous vision.
But that wasn’t the only thing out of the ordinary.
She’d also never experienced distress before.
The previous incident with a bear had scared her so badly she’d peed herself. Lord knew what would happen this time.
Why was he chasing her? What did he want? She instinctively knew he was doing exactly that. Chasing her. Playing with her? Trying to scare her? If he wanted to eat her, he could do so at any second. His bellowing from behind her indicated he was toying with her, unnerving her.
She ran harder. It was what he wanted. She looked down to see she had on pretty lavender sneakers that matched her dress. Her hair was flying around her in two thick braids, whipping her in the face.
Another roar told her he was gaining on her. She hadn’t even seen him yet. She only knew it was the bear because she knew his sound from the last vision. She didn’t know these woods. She had no idea where she was going. What if she fell down a ravine? Could she get injured in her visions?
A strange tingling sensation crawled up her spine. Her wolf. It was right at the surface. It wanted her to shift, but she didn’t know how. She hadn’t had her first shift yet. Was the bear trying to get her to shift? Why? Didn’t he know she was newly mated and hadn’t reached that stage yet?
He continued to gain on her, taunting her. His roar grew louder and louder. Urgent. Pressuring her.
She couldn’t catch her breath. She was hot and sweaty from running so hard. A dreaded sense of danger overwhelmed her, and she looked all around in front of her, trying to see what might be causing the renewed panic.
Suddenly the bear was so close she could feel him breathing down her neck. He roared again so loudly that she screamed.
Sienna bolted upright as her eyes popped open. Once again, she was in her Daddy’s arms. He was rubbing her back and saying something to her, but she couldn’t hear his soft voice over the rush of noise in her ears.
Finally, she shook off the vision.
Jayce looked terrified. She couldn’t blame him. He pulled her against his chest, breathing heavily. “Fuck. You’re going to kill me, Little one.”
Sweat ran down her brow. Her nightie was soaked as if she’d actually been running instead of simply imagining it. Her diaper was soaked, too, which unnerved and infuriated her. But that wasn’t the most pressing issue right now.
Jayce leaned her back a few inches. “Do you usually have the visions when you’re sleeping?”
“No. Never.” She kept panting, exhausted from running so hard as if it had been real.
“Was it a nightmare?”
She shook her head. “No, it was a vision. I don’t know how I know the difference, but I do.”
“Can you tell me about it, Baby girl?”
Something fell into her lap, and she looked down to find the pacifier. She probably spit it out when she screamed. “It was the bear again.”
“Can you describe him, Little one?”
“I didn’t see him at all, this time, but I might be able to describe him from the other vision.”
Jayce frowned. “You didn’t see him?”
“No. He was chasing me. I was running. I’ve also never moved from one spot during a vision. I don’t participate or interact. I just watch. Until now.” She shuddered, unnerved to say the least.
“Your power is evolving, Little one. I suspect it will continue to do so in the coming days. Go on. He was chasing you?”
“Yeah. More like taunting me. He wanted me to shift, but I didn’t know how yet.
It seemed to frustrate him.” Sienna sat up straighter and faced her Daddy.
“That’s it. He’s rushing me through this process.
In the first vision, he was trying to get me to consummate our mating.
Now he’s pressuring me to shift as if it’s of vital importance.
Doesn’t he know I can’t control when I shift for the first time? ”
Jayce’s brow was furrowed as he listened intently.
“It’s possible he doesn’t know actually.
I’m not sure the bears are fully aware of when and why and how our mates experience their first shift.
I’ll have to ask some of the other Alpha Protectors if anyone has explained the process to Thorn or Surge. ”
“Who are Thorn and Surge?”
“Our liaisons with the bears. We meet with them often. They’ve become our friends. We trust them.”
“Maybe it’s one of them, then?”
Jayce was still frowning. “Seems unlikely. If they wanted to tell you something, they could just call. There’s no need for them to be so cryptic and come to you in a vision.”
Sienna slumped against her Daddy, feeling heavy and too warm even though she was only wearing the thin cotton nightgown. She’d never worn anything this revealing. Even when she slept at night in her childhood home, she wore one layer of her shifts. Sometimes two.
Daddy palmed the front of her diaper. “Let’s get you changed and take your temperature.”
Her face was already hot, but it heated further. Emotions overwhelmed her. “I don’t want to wear a diaper, Daddy,” she complained.
He rose, holding her close, kissing the crown of her head. “I know, Baby girl. Try not to think about it. No one is going to judge you. Certainly not me. It may be necessary if you’re unable to control your bladder during a vision.”
“I didn’t have any problem before today,” she grumbled.
“You also never had visions as strong as the two you’ve had since you got here.
This last one was very upsetting to you.
I could see you struggling through it. I didn’t want to wake you and risk interrupting something that might have been important, but you were moaning.
Your body was twitching as if you truly were running.
You were obviously in distress, and I have to say, I didn’t like it.
I’m going to monitor you closely. If I decide one of your visions is too stressful for you, I will attempt to pull you out of it. ”
Jayce lowered her onto their bed. Before she could argue with him, he pulled her nightie over her head. “Lie back, Baby girl.”