Chapter 13
Elijah
The next day, I began training Ashleigh in defense.
She was a good student, but she tended to get ahead of herself, which meant she spent a good deal of time over my knee getting her pretty little ass spanked.
She was feisty and she impressed me constantly with her ability to adapt.
Her strength was impressive, even for a female wolf.
Sometimes I just liked to watch her practice, fully enjoying the way her toned body moved when I switched things up and made her train with Theo or Atreyu.
They were both much bigger than her, but I’d kept that in mind when I taught her to fight.
Both of them were strong fighters and they bested her many times, but the occasions where she was able to defeat them were particularly extraordinary.
As a reward, I’d taken her into my office, tore her pants down, and pleasured that sweet little pussy with my tongue.
She especially liked being rewarded with my mouth and I gave it to her whenever I could because it brought me pleasure to do so.
Over the next several weeks, her muscles got harder, leaner, and more pronounced.
She was strong and I knew it would be time to enter the next phase of training.
I taught her how to use daggers made of wood to both attack and defend herself.
She excelled quickly, her body more than ready to take on such a challenge.
I taught her how to use a gun next.
With the introduction of new and far more dangerous weaponry, I also increased the stakes of her reward and punishment system.
If she did well, I’d not only pleasure her with my mouth, but she’d also get to choose the manner in which she received my cock.
Sometimes she would have me bend her over the desk.
Other times, she would ride me or if she hesitated long enough, I would fuck her impossibly hard right on top of the mats in the middle of the training room floor.
Her punishments for mistakes were more severe too. For every few mistakes she made, she would get a stroke of the cane. I would make her bare herself and ask for my correction each time.
She would bend over a pile of mats with her bare vulnerable bottom in the air and I would give her six hard strokes.
I didn’t rush either, taking my time and enjoying the way the welts rose on her pretty flesh.
After I was done, I would run my fingers over each one, thoroughly enjoying her pretty stripes as they continued to pinken and eventually redden into raised welts.
Sometimes I would surprise her with her plug right after, punishing her little bottom hole as much as I saw fit.
There were times that I just used my fingers.
Then I would make her come for me. Hard and rough enough to make her scream.
Some days, I was convinced that she made mistakes on purpose to earn a punishment. She would get her little pussy spanked bright red on those days until she begged me for forgiveness and for the mercy of my cock in between her thighs.
She was absolute perfection.
In those weeks, my pack established our place as the reigning heads of the surrounding territory. I started with the small towns around us and eventually moved to take meetings with the diplomatic leaders of the nearby city of Zurich.
Our accounts were overflowing from the sheer amount of tribute the humans offered us in exchange for our protection. They were exceedingly thankful for us and that afforded me and my pack a great deal of power.
I used it to my advantage to gain even more.
I had an unshakable number of allies at my back.
Many had followed me from my days in the Crimson Shadows, but I’d earned a great deal more for my actions in freeing the humans from the terrible rule of the rogue vampires.
I found out that their reach had spread like a virus.
They’d lorded over Zurich with constant threats, attacking at will if they were not paid the tribute they deserved.
They kidnapped and tortured members of the mayor’s family, blackmailing his cooperation by coercion and cruelty.
They’d kept their actions secret in order to hide from the Council and I’d been the one to uncover their treachery.
As a result, the Council sent members to thank me personally, while also providing a pretty incredible stock of anti-vampire weapons in order to show their appreciation.
I began to store them, knowing that my quick ascent into power would not only grant me allies, but a fair number of enemies too.
I kept an eye on Amir and what remained of his pack. There were still plenty of wolf shifters that stayed loyal to him, but many of those had never served under me. I didn’t blame them for staying, but I was wary of them all the same.
His alliance with the Malkovian clan was still as strong as ever.
He’d never wavered from that even in the slightest, going so far as to share the compound with the vampires for good.
I rolled my lip in disgust, imagining the rancid smell of vampire around me all of the time and immediately gagging at the thought.
For a while, Amir was quiet. He stayed in his corner, and I stayed in mine, but soon enough rumors started to circulate about his intentions long term.
I knew my decision to leave had never sat well with him.
He’d never had anyone turn their backs on him before, especially someone who’d been as loyal to him as I had been for a long time.
Whispers of a planned attack began to surface.
Every day, Theo would come to my door and update me on the Crimson Shadows’ movements.
On the surface, it appeared that they were simply existing in their own territory, but I knew better.
Atreyu hacked into Amir’s accounts and small things began to come to light.
Amir was paying an awful lot of money into an offshore account and when I dug a bit deeper, I found out that the owner of the account was a man who lived in Belarus. He was an arms dealer.
I’d contacted a man on the inside of Amir’s pack who I’d placed there on the day I’d left. He was a long-time loyal supporter of mine who had always excelled at undercover work.
He’d told me to be careful, that there was an incoming attack and to be ready. He warned me that something else was in play, but he wasn’t sure what it was yet. He needed more time, but when he found out, he would inform me as soon as he could.
I trusted his word. I’d known something like this was coming, to be honest. It had been weeks since I left the compound, more than enough time for Amir to make plans and begin preparations to remove me from power.
Amir wasn’t the kind of alpha that would let things lie. He would take his time and prepare as best he could. He wouldn’t rush something like this because the only option for him was to come out the victor.
Even before I’d been in contact with my informant, I’d taken measures to protect my own.
My wolves were on a constant watch. I’d fixed up the surrounding outposts and always had my people on guard.
I’d been stockpiling weaponry too, expanding on the original gift from the Council so that we could fight a war if it came to our door.
I had an overwhelming stock of sun fire bullets.
I had stakes and powerful crossbows to fight them.
I’d taken over the human water system and laced it with blackthorn, a specialized herb that would protect them against vampire compulsion.
There were spray bombs that exploded and emitted droplets of blackthorn, which would burn a vampire’s flesh on contact.
I had a full armory of anti-vampire weaponry, but I didn’t stop there.
I made sure our stocks were complete with anti-wolf shifters weapons too.
I had silver bullets, silver swords, daggers, and knives.
I had silver-tipped arrows that could be loaded into crossbows just like the wooden stakes.
I had aerosolized preparations of wolfsbane that could be used to fight against Amir’s pack.
It was only a matter of time before they showed up at my door.
I would be ready when they came. Not only that, but I would make sure that Amir would regret the day that he thought he could stand up against a man like me.