A few days later after a long sexual marathon, Jas lay spent, half on top of Wulf. “Not bad for an old man, hey?” he teased. Since she had found out that Wulf was six hundred years old she had been teasing him every chance she got, about their age difference.

“Yip, must be my young supple body that wakens those old bones of yours,” she teased, smiling against his chest.  This all started when she found out that it was going to be Draco’s birthday. He was turning eight hundred and twenty-five years old. Wulf smiled as he thought about it. She had believed that the guys were teasing her; they had to show her proof for her to believe them. She had been so shocked, she had stared at Draco for at least five minutes until Wulf had stood in front of her.

“He’s already considered a zombie,” she had said in astonishment. Draco had been so shocked at what she had implied that his facial expression had made everyone laugh. When she had asked Wulf how old he was, all the men had quickly started to disperse. Once he had told her that he was six hundred and seventy years old she had taken awhile to assimilate the information, but after that the teasing started. Now she just called them dinosaurs. She had started worrying a day after she had found out, she was twenty two but she would start growing old, and Wulf might not want her anymore. But once he found out and explained to her that she was also going to live as long as him, and that she would always look as young as she was now, she had stopped worrying.

“I have something for you,” he whispered in her ear.

“Another present?” she asked excitedly lifting her head from his chest and looking into his beautiful eyes. He was looking at her with such warmth that it made her toes curl. Stretching his arm, he pulled a metal shoe box from under the bed. Placing it next to him he withdrew something that she couldn’t see.

“Close your eyes Angel.” Once her eyes were closed he placed something in her hand and brought it to his heart. “Open your eyes.” Looking down she saw the most beautiful amethyst stone in an intricate silver crescent with a beautiful longish silver chain. Wulf had told her about all the brothers’ stones; each one of them had a different type of stone that was part of their essence. Wulf’s, one was an Amethyst that was the same colour as his eyes. He never took his stone off. He told her that his Amethyst protected his energy and enhanced his powers, also warning him of danger.

“I give you a part of my essence to protect and enhance your energy. By wearing this Amethyst, you will always have a piece of me with you. You are now part of my blood, my soul, my very essence. I ask that you wear this always to remind you of our bond and the love that I hold for you.” Saying this he placed the chain around her neck placing a kiss on the stone before resting the chain between her breasts.

“Oh, Wulf it’s like yours,” she said looking down at it in wonder. “It’s so beautiful.” Leaning forward she kissed him.

“I’m glad you like it, it is a part of mine; Angel. When all our stones were forged two were created, one smaller than the other, always meant for our women. If anyone else holds it or tries to take it away from you it will harm them by making them feel sick. This chain will protect you from other energies. The Keres MC usually hypnotise to get their way, this will not allow any type of energy to touch you except mine. It will also link you to me, if anyone is trying to harm you I will know.” His eyes were serious, looking at her making sure she understood how important it was to wear the chain always, especially when he wasn’t around. 

“I will wear it all the time, but how can I wear it if no one else can?”

“You are part of me, we are bonded. My blood flows in your body and yours in mine. My essence covers you, as yours does me. You have my mark. We are one, Sweet, my body, my mind, my soul all belong to you,” Wulf promised.

“As mine belongs to you.”

Lowering his head, he kissed her so tenderly she nearly cried in wonder. They stayed in bed, talking softly to each other for quite some time before she insisted on getting up to prepare everything for Draco’s birthday party. She had delegated tasks to the others like a drill Sergeant and lord help them if Draco found out about it. It was supposed to be a surprise. Once she found out that they didn’t usually celebrate their birthdays, she had immediately started planning. Confiding to Wulf about how she had always wanted a birthday party and never had one; therefore, she wasn’t going to let Draco not have one. His task was to keep Draco occupied for the day; so he had arranged for the two of them to go and have a look at the whole area for their meeting.

At first, all the brothers thought she was mad and were just going along to please her, but as she involved everyone in the preparations they became quite excited. He was just happy he wasn’t stuck here blowing balloons. Once she started mentioning blowing balloons he had suggested Ceric. He was always playing pranks on them, it was about time he got some of his own medicine. She had snickered, knowing exactly what he was up to, but she never said anything.

Caelius was going to fly them in, they would follow the route that they would take that day. The rest of the guys had to get drinks, help put up decorations and help her prepare the feast. They were even moving their sound system outside to the main building, where their elemental MC club was. Other elementals from other MC’s across the country as well as the Jezebels, were coming to the party. Jas had never taken part in a real biker’s party. Wulf wasn’t too keen in having her around everyone.

She had insisted that they all buy Draco a present. Going as far as arguing with Wulf because she had wanted to go and buy a present herself, but he had insisted that he buy something from them. She hadn’t been very impressed when he had turned up with a pair of blades as a present, but when Wulf showed her the engravings on them she had changed her mind.

“Come on Lazy Bones, we need to get going.” She was standing next to the bed looking down at him. Her hair was tousled from him running his fingers through it. He loved her long curly hair. Standing there naked, her plump breasts peeking at him, her tiny waist which he could span with his hands and her luscious hips that nestled his many hours of pleasure. All this making him start to harden even after having cum just a little while before. He had a suspicion that he would never tire of his woman, she could make him hard with just one look. 

“Come here.” Stretching his arm he tried pulling her down to him.

“Oh … no you don’t!” Jumping back, she ran into the bathroom.

“It’s time to work.” Growling playfully Wulf stalked after her. She laughed, pushing him towards the shower. Walking out of their room hand in hand after getting ready they heard Bion and Brandr talking. They were both playing mortal combat on their PlayStation while Cassius was sitting on another couch commenting on their performance.

“I want to see you do better,” Brandr was saying. As Cassius noticed them in the doorway, jumping up he strolled towards them. 

“It’s about time. We were waiting for you.” The other two also looked up, giving them a knowing look.

“I’m sorry,” she said embarrassed, knowing that everyone knew what Wulf and she had been up to in their room. Seeing her blush all the men burst out laughing.

“I’d better go, I am sure Draco is waiting for me. I had to show someone that my age doesn’t impact on my performance.” Winking, Wulf kissed her goodbye. “Be good,” he warned and was gone.

“Okay you all know what to do. As soon as they are gone we can start preparing.” A few minutes later they were all making their way towards the main building.

“Would you all like some breakfast before we start?” She was quite hungry and was going to make herself some scrambled eggs with toast, before starting with the food. The three men had already eaten but at her offer they accepted. As she was preparing the eggs the other men joined them. She ended up making them all toast and scrambled eggs. Once breakfast was finished the preparations began, these men were killers if need be, but she had never met a better or more honest group of men in her life. They treated each other like family. Teasing, laughing even arguing, but when it came down to it they were there for each other. The amazing thing was that they had accepted her because she was with Wulf, and she knew that if she needed anything they would be there for her.

She had ordered the birthday cake from a little bakery that was close to the art studio called Baking of Dreams Bakery. Every chance she got she went there to buy herself something sweet to eat. The owner had died recently and her daughter had taken over. She had never met the daughter, but the cakes and pastries had become even better. She was waiting for Burkhart. He had gone to collect the cake and pastries she had ordered and hadn’t arrived yet. She had initially wanted Bjarni to collect the food, but he had been late arriving. For some reason, she really wanted him to go to the bakery, maybe because he loved his food. She was just worried that if he went there he might eat everything.   

Near the end of the preparations she had to send Bjarni away. As she finished cooking something he tasted it and not just one bite. Not for the first time she wondered where he put it all. He was the biggest one of the men, he had abs and muscles to die for and not an ounce of extra fat. Of all the men, she was closest to him. He was tough and she was sure just as dangerous as all the others but, if she were to have an older brother she would choose Bjarni.

While she was cutting the pork fillet, her knife slipped and she cut her hand. Instantly the men were around her fretting. It wasn’t too deep it just bled a lot. Bion cleaned it out and put a plaster on her hand, while all of them stood around her watching. She still joked that they were all like mother hens.

“We just don’t want to lose our hands if Wulf comes back and finds you hurt,” Ceric teased.

“I will make sure to tell him how good you all are, holding my hand, massaging my back and feet, while Bion treats my injury.” They all looked at her horrified knowing that Wulf would not appreciate that at all if it were true. He would kill anyone who would dare to massage his woman. Seeing their horrified expressions, she started to laugh.

“You have a mean streak in you Jas,” Celmund said shaking his head smiling.

Once they were finished she stood at the entrance to the main area looking at their handiwork, the men stood next to her. Above the bar area there was a banner that said Happy Birthday Tyrannosaurus Rex. Jas giggled, imagining Draco’s face when he saw that. Two of the Jezebels, Lidia and Tina, were cleaning and stocking the fridges in the bar. They had placed all the presents on a table against the far side of the kitchen. Food and snacks were spread around the tables in the main area. She had prepared fillet with rice and vegetables for dinner. She was sure they would all enjoy this. It would be spread out and placed on the side so everyone could serve themselves. 

The birthday cake had arrived and was in the fridge with the drinks, and the sound system was playing music in the background.

One of the other charters had just arrived and was riding up to the building, one of the prospects had informed them earlier that they were here. A group of Jezebels had also arrived earlier on, as they were finishing all the preparations.

When Draco, Wulf and Celmund finally arrived, everyone that had been invited was already there.

“They’re back!” someone shouted.

They heard Draco before he reached the door into the main area. “The food smells really good. I’m hungry.” Draco had felt the extra energy from everyone at the compound as they were landing but Wulf asked him not to say anything as Jas wanted to surprise him. 

“Happy Birthday!” they all called. Draco had stopped at the entrance, he could smell the food and sense his brothers and all the other Elementals. When he saw all the preparations that went into everything he was surprised and even laughed when he read the banner. It was very hard to surprise him, he couldn’t remember a time that he was pleasantly surprised in all the years of his existence, but this little woman with a huge heart who had joined them had done something that no one else had managed to do. He was deeply touched and grateful that his brother had found his mate.

“Thanks Guys. Thank you Jas,” Draco said looking at all of them. There were brothers from the other charters that he hadn’t seen in many years. Walking around, he greeted everyone until he neared the food table. “Shall we eat? My stomach’s rumbling at all the wonderful smells,” Draco enquired. All the men agreed making a bee line towards the main table. 

“What happened? I smell your blood?” Wulf asked, with concern in his voice as he looked her over.

“Oh, it was nothing! I just nicked my hand when cutting the meat.” She lifted her hand and showed him the plaster. “Bion disinfected it and put a plaster on, see.” Wulf brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it. Placing an arm around her, he guided her to the table where the other men and women were all serving themselves.

The night progressed with everyone laughing, eating, drinking and having a great time. She was introduced to some of the men from the other charters. As she sat on Wulf’s lap, she listened to him talk to a brother by the name of Tor. He was introduced to her as the president of one of the charters. To be honest any woman here today would have heart palpitations; these men were all hot! Each one in their own way. Tor looked like a Viking through and through, with piercing blue eyes.  He didn’t think much got past him.   

As the night and the drinking progressed, the party got wilder. Jas was so shocked at some of the things she was seeing. She didn’t think she would stop blushing for the next month. Looking around she found Ceric with one of the Jezebel’s kneeling between his legs; her hands were unbuckling his Jeans and feeling him off, right in front of everyone. Jas averted her eyes and found Lidia sitting on one of the tables completely naked, kneading her breast in front of one of the men from another charter. The guys had told her the parties were wild, but she had never dreamt it would have been this wild. Wulf had warned her not to leave his side. Now she understood why. 

“Would you like another beer Angel?”

“Sure, I’ll go get it,” getting up from his lap, she headed towards the bar.

“Hey Beautiful!” Bjarni called from one of the chairs by the bar. “Wulf let you out of his sight?” he teased, winking at her.

“Just getting us a couple of beers, would you like one?”

“Nope, have myself a bottle right here.” Looking at what he was holding she saw that he was holding up a bottle of Whisky. Nodding, she looked over at the bar noticing that Tina was serving.

“Can I have three beers please?”

Turning with the beers she didn’t see the guy standing right behind her. Bumping into him, one of the beers slipped from her hand. Before it could hit the floor, the guy caught it. “Careful Fluff.” his voice was so deep that Jas had difficulty understanding what he said with all the noise around.

“Oh … Sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going.” Looking up she met the intense stare of a giant of a man. She was sure he was bigger than Bjarni and that he was saying something. 

“What’s your name Fluff?”  

“She’s Wulf’s woman Gunnar, forget about it!” Bjarni called out, getting up and heading towards them. Taking the beer from Gunnar’s hand he started guiding her around him.

“I was just asking her name, no harm in that brother. How about you let her answer and you mind your own business.”

Placing her hand on Bjarni’s arm. Jas replied, “I’m Jas, nice to meet you Gunnar. Now if you will excuse us Wulf is waiting for me,” she continued walking; dragging Bjarni with her as she could feel his tense muscles under her hand.

Looking around at Bjarni and Jas as they drew closer to the table Wulf frowned at her hand on Bjarni’s arm. “Sit,” he said. She was looking at Bjarni expecting him to comply, without letting go of his arm. Bjarni huffed and sat on the chair opposite Wulf and Tor. She rounded the table placing the beers before the two men; taking hers from Bjarni she sat again on Wulf’s lap.

Wulf lifted a questioning brow at Bjarni, he just huffed again and shook his head.

The rest of the evening went well and they all had a great time laughing about stuff they had done in the past, until Cassius joined them and started talking about the waitress at the bar.

“Remember the time Draco pitched up after being out the whole night and all he had on was his boxers and Wulf wasn’t much better. Looked like you had been in a fight with a cat.” Most of the men that were around laughed. “Well, to be honest Wulf still had his Jeans on but that was all.” Wulf tensed as Cassius started to reminisce about that day. Damn! Jas was going to think that he had lied to her and had had sex with Suzy.

“Come on it’s been awhile now you two can spill the beans. I’ve had Suzy before, yes she can be a bit wild but she never scratched or bit me like what she did to you that night Draco.” Bion teased while the others laughed.

“Can’t remember, hey Wulf, we were too drunk!” Draco quipped, smiling. Jas was considering what might have happened. Wulf had told her he was never attracted to Suzy and she believed him. He said he had never had sex with her, so what had happened to them that night. Was he maybe with someone else before, also? No, she wasn’t going to think about that. It was before her time. She was sure it was innocent; she reached over and ran her finger along his Jaw. Wulf brought her hand to his lips for a kiss.

“Let’s just say that Draco got more from the bitch than he could handle,” Wulf said sarcastically, raising his one brow and looking at Draco. Draco doubled-over, laughing so much that tears ran down his face. When he calmed down, he raised his glass to Wulf. Jas was sure there was much more to that story, going by Draco’s reaction.

“How about you open your presents?” Jas interrupted getting up and moving towards the table where all the presents had been placed.

“Okay, let’s see what these motherfuckers got me.” Draco opened a present, displaying leather riding gloves, the ones without the tips on the fingers. Draco looked at Cassius. “Yours?” he asked. Cassius nodded laughing.

“How did you know?” Jas was curious.

“It’s easy, in our group Cassius is the one with fashion sense; if anyone wants clothes or some type of accessories we ask Cassius.”

The next present Draco opened was the two magnificent knives that Wulf had purchased. Jas didn’t know what the inscriptions said on the blades but they were beautiful. Draco smiled, looking down at the knives. He looked up and directly at Wulf.

“Thank you Brother.” Wulf nodded in acknowledgment. The next present was a box about her width and length.  Draco raised his eyebrows when he opened the box, was that red on his cheeks? Was he embarrassed? Jas went onto her tiptoes, trying to look over into the box to see what had embarrassed Draco.

“Oh my!” She raised her hands to her face in embarrassment. As Draco raised his present out of the box everyone started laughing. It was one of those inflated dolls, Jas had never seen one before. It had a red wig with big breasts that had rubber nipples. “Damn Draco but your mate is ugly!” she said.

“At least she’s a redhead.” All the men knew Draco had a soft spot for red heads. “How much will you hire her out for,” Caelius teased.

“I don’t think you’re too lucky with your mate, my brother. This one doesn’t look like she cooks.” Someone pointed out, and they all laughed again. Wulf winked at Jas with a possessive look in his eyes.

“Draco, who gave you this present?” Jas asked. Draco sat the doll on his lap with an arm around her waist and looked around. He stopped when he got to Ceric. 

“I’m not even going to say how I know you got me this.” Draco challenged with a laugh. Ceric laughed and nodded at Draco. The rest of the presents were in much the same vein; when they were finished Draco got up looking around. “Thank you, we have been together for centuries. Have cried, laughed, and even argued together. We have been thrown together by nature, we have become brothers. Not only in a fight or a cause but in blood. To my brothers and sister,” he said, winking at her. “My family.”

He raised his glass, they all lifted their glasses. “Family,” they repeated, every single one. That was the moment Jas knew she had finally come home. This was her family. After so many years of heartache always wanting something she thought she would never have. She now had a mate that treated her like she was the most precious thing on earth and nine brothers that she knew would always stand by her. She walked towards Draco where he had now sat down. She bent from behind and placed a kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you,” she said. Standing up, she noticed Wulf scowling at them. Moving again towards him. “Thank you, my new family.”

Wulf leaned down and kissed her on the lips whispering. “I love you,” holding her head he deepened the kiss. She felt his passion fuelling hers. His tongue invading her mouth, her soul.

“Hey, get a room!” someone called, bringing them back to earth with a bang. Pulling back, he framed her face with his hands. His eyes were shining with love, a dark amethyst like Jas had never seen. She could get lost looking into his eyes, for eternity.

“I hold you above everyone and everything else. I will protect you until my last breath. My body soul and mind are forever yours. I Love you.” Jas remembered some of what he just said from the first time he had declared his love. Her eyes filled with tears of happiness; her heart felt like it would burst with all the feelings that were filling it. He kissed her lightly, enfolding her with his scent, his love, his strength. All looking at them had no doubt they were well mated. The men were drinking and chatting together, some were with the Jezebel’s but she wasn’t listening or paying attention. She was content to just cuddle against Wulf, listening to his heartbeat under her ear.

“I think that Brandr is trying to catch your eye Angel.” Looking around at Brandr, he nodded towards the fridge raising his one brow.  She had forgotten all about the cake; nodding, she got up to go and collect it. Brandr joined her, he was going to light the candles for her. Wulf was distracting Draco, so he wouldn’t notice what they were doing. They had bought a number eight candle, a two and a five but they were the type of candles that you blew out and they would come back on again. When the candles were lit, Brandr lifted the cake. Turning around, she started singing happy birthday walking towards Draco. Everyone joined in. Draco turned around seeing them approach with a surprised look on his face. The cake was placed on the table in front of him. When Draco blew his candles laughing, everyone applauded. After a few seconds, the candles started to flicker back on. Draco was so surprised he just stared at them

“What the hell?” He blew them out again.

But this time he didn’t look away. He was looking at the candles as if they were going to attack. When the flame came on again he smiled looking at Jas. “That’s very cool,” he laughed pointing at the candles.

“How about you stop playing with your candles and cut the cake,” Bjarni suggested. Trust Bjarni to say that, she smiled, this had been a wonderful evening.