The witches first mark
Persophone Adams (though she very rarely answered to Persephone, only Seph), a 19-year-old witch, was anything but ordinary. If you could call any witch “ordinary”. She was akin to a real-life Mildred Hubble. Every spell she tried from her covens grimoire blew up in her face (often literally); her potions, salves, rubs and teas burnt or refused to boil. She could not learn any of the traditional craft used by other witches. Seph was an unusual type of witch, an elemental witch with powers that covered all the elements and a familiar. Dextra, Seph’s familiar, was a fire creature who couldn’t decide on a final form. She would frequently change from salamander to drake shape depending on her mood and what was happening around her. Just like her powers, Seph had little control over Dextra either. The creature would respond to Seph’s emotions, coming to her aid regardless of whether it was an appropriate time or not.
That was not all that was unusual about Persephone Adams, though. She was a witch who did everything she could to avoid contact with other witches or anyone from the supernatural world. She was so wrapped up in being human that she had managed to miss a whole werewolf pack living a mere 15-minute walk from her new home! And what’s more, her mates (yes, plural) were from this pack. How could she have missed that?
There is much more to learn about Persephone Adams and her mates. They are all much more unusual than they think, much more special.
Seph had been living in the pack house only a week or two; her days were still full of unpacking and organising, interspersed with exploring the pack lands and trying to get to know some people and studying for her upcoming exams. It made for some long, long days.
The night after one of these long days, Seph found herself in Kayla’s bed. Seph had been wandering aimlessly when Kayla found her. Seph had been dragged into Kayla’s room before she could begin to raise a protest. It was the first time that Seph had been inside Kayla’s room. She was surprised by how tidy it was inside; she felt like she was always picking up after Kayla. Three walls were painted what looked like white paint with a touch of pink and some glitter, and the fourth was covered with a purple, almost cloud-like patterned wallpaper. All of Kayla’s furniture was white, pink or purple. Her dressing table was covered in tubes and tubs with corresponding sponges and brushes. There were clothes piled on the chair in front of the dressing table, and the closet door couldn’t close properly because of the shoes and what looked like a jacket sticking out of it. Kayla’s sweet strawberry and Parma violet scent was everywhere; Seph had never smelt it this intensely.
Eventually, the girls found their way to the bed, naturally settling into a position together where the other could comfortably wrap around them. Neither knew what to put on TV, so they ended up flicking through Netflix and deciding on ‘orange is the new black’. They had been watching in silence for a while when Seph began to ask Kayla questions. “What does it feel like? Your wolf side in your head all the time?” She had asked curiously.
“Well, it’s not like another side of me, but it is, I guess. My wolf, Remi, is her own entity, she is just housed in my body, or I am housed in hers. She has her own personality. And they aren’t always there; I mean, Remi isn’t here now invading. She’s kinda deep in my subconscious or something? I can feel her, but she’s not actively here. If I wanted to shift now or let you talk to her, I would have to actively call for her.” Kayla explained, not entirely sure she was doing a perfect job of explaining. She went on to try to explain the ranks within the pack. “Well, obviously, the Alpha is in charge. Dad is Alpha right now, but when the time is right, the title will be passed on to Theo. They say girls can’t be Alphas. The Alphas mate, and the Alpha female is the Luna. They are responsible for keeping the pack going, holding everyone together and making the decisions about what goes on with the pack. If we go to war or sit nicely in our walls if we take new members in, punishing members of the pack who break the laws. The elders advise them; they are meant to be a source of knowledge for the Alpha and Luna to draw on to make the best decisions for the good of the pack. Then you have the wolves around the Alpha and their families, the Beta or second in command, Delta and Gamma; they tend to oversee a particular part of pack life, like training or strategy, except the Beta, who basically follows the Alpha around.
They ended up talking about mates; Kayla told Seph about the marking and mating rituals and how they could all benefit from it in time. “But don’t panic; it sounds alarming, huh? To have two wolves have to bite either side of your neck,” Kayla laughed a little and nudged Seph. “But it won’t hurt. It’s supposed to feel good, really good, everyone says. And after, your mental plane communications will start to open up more. And in theory, you’ll be able to chat with Remi and Archer even when they aren’t in control; they will feel closer to you.”
Seph nodded thoughtfully at this. “And once you mark me, you’ll be able to feel my emotions and stuff, too, won’t you?” Seph asked Kayla curiously.
“Well, as our bond grows, we will get a bit of that without the mark, like enhanced face reading if you like, but yes, once I have marked you, I will feel a lot more of what you feel. It would be the same with Theo, too,” Kayla replied with a smile.
“Will you be able to feel the physical things too? like if I fell over or something?” Seph asked Kayla, her eyes wide.
Kayla laughed softly, pulling Seph in for a hug, “Of course, we need to know if you are hurt, silly bean. It’s not all fun and games; we feel pain when our mates betray us or are unfaithful. We know a lot about our mates that people wouldn’t expect.”
Seph pushed away from Kayla slightly, her eyes wide, “so if we… you know… then Theo…” her voice trailed off as her face flushed shyly.
Kayla simply pulled Seph back in, laughing loudly at Sky’s embarrassment. Holding her tightly.
The girls fell into fits of laughter. The more one laughed, the more the other did, every glance only making things worse. It took a long time for them to calm down, and then Kayla slowly leaned in and kissed Seph. They were locked together on the bed, the TV forgotten in the background. Seph had never felt so comfortable and content, hidden under the blankets with Kayla, their arms wrapped around each other. Seph kissed Kayla back. Kayla’s mouth slowly ventured down over Seph’s jawline and onto her neck as she raised herself over Seph. Seph could tell that Kayla was doing everything she could to avoid making her feel crowded or smothered. When Kayla sucked over what she called Seph’s marking spot, it made stars flash before Seph’s eyes, her toes curled in anticipation and pleasure as heat flooded her abdomen. Her thighs tensing around Kayla’s, practically purring from just this.
Kayla did tell Seph it would feel good, but Seph never expected this; she couldn’t even remember her body responding like this to Jaimie, not even when they first started dating. It didn’t make sense to her. And then Kayla looked down at Seph with a question in her eyes. Seph knew instinctively what Kayla was asking; she hesitated only a few seconds before giving a nod of consent. Kayla’s canines elongated, there was a moment of pain as they first sank into Seph’s flesh, but it faded as fast as it came. The pleasure was indescribable; it was intense before, but now… wow… Seph was riding that high for so long; her body felt like jelly, her limbs were beyond her control, her head was spinning, and she couldn’t even open her eyes. Kayla had stayed over her, her teeth in Sephs’s neck for a few moments as she growled, their pleasure feeding each other’s. When Kayla could control herself again, she pulled away from Sephs’s neck, only to lick over the wound, sending yet more waves of pleasure coursing through their bodies. Kayla’s fingers reached into Seph’s pants as the pleasure of the bite coursed through her body. Finding the apex of Seph’s thighs nicely swollen and damp, Kayla took advantage, dragging out her mate’s pleasure for her own delight.
Soon Seph was crying out in agonising pleasure. Her back arching off the bed, her thighs clamped around Kayla’s hand. Her face contorted, and her eyes screwed shut. Her previously jelly-like limbs are now tense and trembling. Both Seph and Kayla were panting harshly. Kayla refused to let up on the pleasure she was pushing through Seph’s body until Seph finally fell over the edge of orgasm.
Kayla and Seph fell back to the bed, sweaty and exhausted, limp bodies intertwined and the TV playing in the background. Theo had felt a pull towards Kayla’s room during the night; the girls were asleep in the bed. Seph’s scent was heavy in the air, and Archer was howling in Theo’s head; he could sense his mate’s arousal. Archer was urging Theo to go to Seph, to satiate their need for her right now, but Theo couldn’t, he couldn’t do that against Seph’s will, and he wasn’t about to steal her from his sister bed to take to his own and try to get her consent. Instead, he covered both girls with the tangled blankets on the bed and forced his body to leave the room.