The Nymph of Black Forest

Derek’s POV ~

Ambrose is running alongside Edina..and she is stunning! Her markings are so unusual..unique! The tips of her ears and tail are a fiery red..just like the hair on Rhiannon’s head..her paws match her ears! She’s large! Much bigger than any she-wolf I’ve seen! Fast and graceful. She can keep pace with us..without being winded. The Goddess knew what she was doing with this one!

She was ever alert.. she could hear the sounds of the forest..feel it’s heartbeats. Being nymph makes her so much more aware of her surroundings. She is going to be an amazing Luna. We have run nearly the entire perimeter of the packlands and Ambrose howls the order to return to the pack house.

Edina and Sadie take lead..and we are again amazed at her size. Shawn and Monty flank me, as we hold the rear of the line.. making sure everyone returns safely. By the time we arrive back at the pack house the meal is set for feast. And we all sit to eat. Uncle Edward is staring at Micah’s table and chair, and I whisper “Don’t ask” as Micah takes his seat..tucking his little napkin into the collar of his shirt..and Edward cracks up..causing Rhiannon to look over at him, as she fixes Micah’s plate. She says “Micah! Have you forgotten your manners? This is King Edward.. Alpha of all wolves” and Micah scrambles from his chair, dropping into the deep bow I had showed him. Edward busted out laughing “Outstanding!” And he shook Micah’s little hand. It is a constant source of amazement to me that this tiny mouse is just simply accepted. No questions..no screaming and running.. he’s just pack..and everyone seems okay with it.

After dinner, I asked my beautiful mate to dance..she giggles and tells me “Okay..but I have only danced with trees..and they always let me lead. I did dance with a bear once.. but he got mad when I stepped on his paw and ran away” and I laughed “Well..this time.. I lead. And if you step on my paw, I promise to suck it up..I will never leave you”

We danced several songs..and she is so delicately graceful, I was ready to find the bear and slap him! On our fourth dance, Micah ran up her side, to perch on her shoulder..squeaking a tale only she understood.. then she says “Come On! Micah met a girl! He wants to introduce us!” And we walk away.. following Micah, and I wonder how this has become my life now.

Entering the lanai, Micah stands proudly beside a mouse.. nearly his height..and he introduces her. Rhiannon smiles beautifully and tells her how happy we are to meet her.. and then whispers “Her name is Katrina..and she is thirteenth in a clutch of eighteen born. Her parents live under the shed. Micah seems taken with her..I’m so happy for them!” And I respond..as lowly as I can.. “She seems nice..if not a little mousy?” because, in all honesty, I haven’t had much experience complimenting mice..and Rhiannon slapped me saying “Rude” so I’m thinking that was a fail.

Going back inside, we say our good nights and I carry her bridal style, into our room. I started kissing her..touching her beautiful body. I slowly untie the straps to her gown..kissing across her shoulders, as the dress slides sinfully down her slender form..I take my time to appreciate every luscious inch being exposed. I lift her..carrying her gently to the bed..stepping from my slacks, as I go. I lie down beside her..as we begin a different dance..one as old as time.. but new to us.. as I line myself up with her entrance, she whispers “I’ve never done anything like this” and I reassure her “Me either..we find our way together!”

I made love to my beautiful mate for hours. I discovered her favorite touches, while she learned how to take my breath away. And I thank Goddess I waited for my mate. Nothing could have prepared me for the all-encompassing feeling of the discovery of everything erotic about this woman who possesses my soul! My body has been literally weeping for hers, my whole life! She is perfect for me in every way. From her tiny little toes..to her absolutely precious ears! She fits my body perfectly…as my body fits hers. There will never be a time I don’t want to feel her around me..her velvety body squeezing me..until I surrender all I am! We fell into a deep, satisfying sleep..just as the Moon disappeared from the horizon.

Morning dawned, and I gasped. The mark on her neck was astonishing. It was the head of Ambrose..outlined and intertwined with all form of flora and fauna. As colorful as the actual living things would be.. I jumped from our bed, and raced to the bathroom.. My own mark was the head of Edina..with the same intricate design that surrounded the mark on her neck. I had never seen anything like it..and knew whatever this meant.. it would be life changing. For all wolves!

Rhiannon stepped into the bathroom and wrapped her tiny arms around me from behind.. I asked “Baby..have you seen our marks?” Shaking her head no.. I lifted her to the counter and her eyes fell to my neck. She gasped and traced it with her fingers..then spun to see her own mark. She grinned and whispered “They’re beautiful! But what does it mean?” It was my turn to shake my head… “I have no idea. But the Moon Goddess said the prophecy has begun.. so I guess, this is a pretty good indicator this is part of it?”

Walking into breakfast, I immediately walk over to the king and show him my mark “What can you tell me about this? Have you ever heard or seen anything like it?” He looks carefully at the mark.. examining it closely.. then asks “May I take a picture of it..is Rhiannon’s the same? I’ll want a picture of hers, too! I’m heading back to the kingdom today, and will get researchers on this right away! If this is about a prophecy, we need to get out in front of it! As soon as we can start piecing this shit together, we will be able to come up with a course of action!” Calling Rhiannon over so Edward can get a picture of her mark, as well, I nod and walk over to sit with my mate for breakfast.. As I sit, I notice a second chair has joined Micah’s, at his little table and I ask “Are you shitting me right now? Tell me you’re shitting me! Rhiannon, you will have to dress Katrina if she’s going to be at meals with us! I will not deal with a nude rodent! Swear to Goddess! There had better not be another mouse sized computer chair on my desk, when I get there! Y’all just too free with sharing pack secrets when the creature hasn’t been properly vetted!” And everyone cracked up..which is fine..this is my life now….since I am not too worried that the mice are our moles!