Chapter Five
Kade sat next to his sister, throwing his arm around her. Tina giggled and ducked out from under him, running away with a smile on her face. It had been some time since he had seen her, and her antics were the same as ever. She was young, just barely over the age of twenty, but she had a good head on her shoulders. Her intelligence was her strength, as well as her keen eyes, which had helped to gather some critical intel on locations within Drentine. She was an asset to the pack.
Back when Lord Nero attacked his home, his sister had gone missing. He’d come to find out the little hellion had been out exploring the nearby woods when she had been explicitly told not to. When she had seen the horror that had befallen his village, she had stayed hidden. He found her years later, here in the home of his pack.
His eyes searched around for Morgana, seeking out his feisty little redhead. Standing up, the longer he looked, the more his unease grew. She was nowhere to be seen.
“Tina. Have you seen Morgana?” His voice was suddenly very serious. She looked back at him with wide eyes and shook her head. He saw her begin to scan the group as well, but she didn’t come up with anything either. Max was sitting beside them, and his face was beginning to show his concern too.
“Max. Gather up a search party. Morgana has gone missing.” The man nodded, stood and went to follow orders. Within a few moments, he had gathered up a small group. Kade joined them and all the men shifted into their wolf forms.
They spread out into a search formation and entered the forest. It didn’t take long for the pack to catch her scent, and they followed it for a few hours into the night. They found her before long, but Kade told the members of his pack to fall behind.
He would handle her himself, and no matter the reason, she would soon find herself bare bottomed and over his knee getting the spanking of her life for the worry she had caused him and his people.
He watched her as she was walking forward through the woods. Kade flanked her on the right side before overtaking her and making his way around in front of her. He sat a few hundred feet ahead of her, shifted into his human form, pulled on a pair of pants he had carried in his jaws, and waited for her to come to him.
A twig snapped in her direction and she walked into the small clearing where he was waiting. He leaned against a tree and watched as her form moved forward, her eyes on her feet. She hadn’t seen him yet.
“Thought you could escape me that easily, huh, little dove?” he said softly, yet his voice rang out in the silence of the forest. Her head shot up to meet his eyes, and the look that crossed her face was one of anger, surprise, and a hint of bold defiance. She certainly had not expected to run into him here.
“Kade! What are you doing here?”
“You disappeared from camp, and here I find you, deep in the forest, trying to escape to Eridell by yourself. I showed you nothing but kindness, and this is how you repay me?”
“I owe you nothing. I am simply returning to my home and my people.”
“I would have taken you there.”
“Your place isn’t with me. You and I both know that.”
“Come here, Morgana.” She stilled as his voice took on a very stern tone. He struggled to keep a smirk off his face as one of her hands moved backwards to shield her bottom.
“Why?” Her back arched with her rebelliousness, and she took a step back.
“You’re going to get a spanking.”
“No, I’m not!”
“Yes, you are. You openly defied me and left the camp, without food, or clothing, or weapons to protect you. And now I see, you are hiding something from me. By the time I paint your pretty little bottom the same color as your hair, you are going to tell me what it is.”
“You’re crazy! Just let me go and you could be rid of me, so I’m not in the way.”
“Why would I want to be rid of you?”
She didn’t answer. Instead he watched as she bolted off into the forest, and he took off after her. When he caught her, she was not only going to feel his hand on her bare bottom, but a freshly cut switch as well.
She ran swiftly, but was no match for his longer legs and greater stamina. He caught up with her in no time and grabbed her about the waist. Her legs kicked and her arms flailed, but he held her close to him as he sat down on a nearby log. He pinned her over his thighs and began to spank her clothing-covered backside.
Her yell of anger pierced through the forest. “How dare you lay a hand on me!”
“Oh, Morgana, I’ve barely even started!” His arms snaked around her waist and untied the drawstring of her pants. In one swift motion, he bared her bottom, revealing a thin pair of lacy white panties. They framed her heart-shaped bottom cheeks in such a way that caused his heart to quicken. He wanted to explore what was between her legs, make her quiver under his hand, and scream his name in desire and need for him. He placed his hand on her soft skin, tracing the curve of her buttocks, her skin only a very faint pink from the punishment so far. Almost with a sigh, he gripped the waistband of the panties and pushed them down her thighs.
His eyes took in her naked bottom, beautiful as it trembled in the cool air. Her quivering flesh was waiting for her punishment. She had stilled when her skin had been exposed to the fresh air, and then his fingers touched her upper thighs.
“Morgana?”
“Yes, sir?”
He smiled as he realized she had begun submitting to her punishment. Grazing his hand over her skin, he cupped her bottom right cheek.
“You’re about to be punished. You were a very naughty girl, isn’t that right.”
“Yes, sir,” she wailed, kicking her feet on the ground.
“Why did you run away? And don’t you lie to me, young lady. You’re already about to get the spanking you clearly deserve. Don’t make it worse for yourself by lying to me.”
She was quiet for a long second. Kade quickly lost his patience and spanked her left cheek followed by her right, hard. He watched as a pink handprint appeared on her pale bare skin.
“Please, sir! I saw you with her! I saw how you looked at her. How could you betray her with what you did with me? She’s your beloved, not me. I’m nothing!”
Confusion grew deep in his stomach.
“Who do you mean, Morgana? Who do you think is my beloved?”
“Tina,” she whispered, her voice pitiful.
“You think Tina is my beloved.”
“Yes, sir…”
He laughed a little before beginning to scold the woman over his knee. Her behavior was utterly ridiculous. If only she had asked him who Tina was before, she would have saved herself the very red bottom she was about to receive.
“Morgana. I want you to listen to me right now. Then, you’re going to get spanked harder than ever before for your very naughty behavior. Is that clear?”
“Yes, sir.” Her voice was pitifully sad.
“Tina is my sister. Had you only asked, then you would have known and you wouldn’t be here, about to get your bottom blistered for running away from me. Instead, you chose to run away, back to your kingdom instead of trusting me as you should have done.”
“She’s your sister? You never said you had one…”
“No, I never got the chance. When my village was attacked, my father was killed and my mother stole away, my sister had gone out into the nearby woods to go swimming in the river. They had never even known she existed. I found her here, years later. The pack, at least those that were left, had cared for her ever since.”
“Oh.”
“That’s right. This was all a misunderstanding. You were stubborn and decided you knew the answer on your own.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”
“This is why I’m going to spank you. Not because you didn’t know, but because you ran off without asking me first. You decided that you knew the answer. Now hear this, I won’t keep you as my prisoner, but if you want to leave, you must tell me why first.”
“Yes, sir. I understand.”
He felt her body relax over his hard thighs, felt her submission run through her body. Not wanting to prolong it any further, he began spanking her in earnest, taking her pale white bottom to a pink, then to an even darker red. Her feet kicked the ground and a wail emerged from her throat.
Her hand snaked back to try to cover her backside, but he pinned it to her waist. He wasn’t through with her yet. Peppering her bottom with more spanks, he felt her body relent to him even further. He knew when her body began shaking softly that she was beginning to cry, and he softened his spanks a little, the sound having more bite than the smacks itself.
“You will always talk to me when something bothers you. You are not to hide and run from me ever again. Is that clear?”
Silence greeted him, her cries quiet.
“Morgana, I expect an answer.”
He quickly peppered the tops of her thighs with sharp stingy smacks, and she cried out a reply, her voice straining under his punishing hand.
“Yes, sir. I understand.”
“Now, let me help you to stand. We’re going to finish your punishment with you bending over this log.” He helped her up, and walked to a nearby tree. Taking out the knife he kept in the pocket of his jeans, he cut a slender thin branch.
“We’re not done?”
She stood there, tears running down her face, uncertainty bathing her features. Yet in all her sniffles, she was beautiful in every sense of the word.
“No, Morgana. Now please bend over the log. You have six more spanks left, only this time, it will be with a switch.”
“Please, sir, I’ve learned my lesson. You don’t have to do this.”
“Come here, Morgana. Don’t make me come get you.”
She sighed and shuffled over to the log, her pants and panties tangled around her ankles. Looking back at him, her face sad and forlorn, she bent over the large piece of wood. He walked back over to her, swishing the slender branch through the air. She jumped at the sound.
Standing behind her, he tapped the switch against her bottom. Swinging his arm back, he snapped it against her quivering cheeks. For a moment, she was silent, until the burn of the rising red welt began to set in. Her wail was low, and rose in pitch as he brought the switch down three more times in quick succession, each one cutting into her bottom below the previous one. In total, four red lines in parallel rose across her bottom. Her cries kept rising, and he paused for a moment. He lined up the branch at the tops of her thighs and the very bottom of her backside.
“Arch your back.”
Slowly, she complied, and quickly, the switch bit into her vulnerable skin, right on the place where he knew she would feel it for days to come. Before she had time to react, he placed a second line directly underneath so that two welts began to rise on her sit spots. Her back arched as the hurt from those two strokes hit her with full force, and the wail that followed tugged at his heart. Throwing the switch on the ground, he gathered her into his arms, rubbing her back so that she began to calm. Her hands tried to cup her very well punished bottom, but he grabbed her wrist. Instead, with his other hand, he grazed over the welts on her bare skin.
A soft whimper came from her lips, and he felt himself harden at the sound.
Grasping her neck, he brought his lips down to hers, kissing her hungrily, pulling her body closer to his.
“Morgana. I only want you. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered, her eyes hooded with her desire. Tentatively, she lifted her chin and pressed her mouth forward. Swooping down, he captured her again in a kiss. He grabbed her bottom and gripped her very hot and reddened skin. A soft gasp of pain, mottled with her desire and need was music to his ears. He picked her up and pressed her back to the tree trunk. Her legs snaked around his waist and another moan emerged from her throat.
Grinding his hips into hers, he nearly growled his pleasure when he felt her own roll to meet his. His cock, still covered by his dark jeans, strained to feel her tightness around him.
Her naked flesh, bare from the waist down, clearly wanted him too. His kisses traveled down her neck, and his hand snaked underneath her shirt. Her nipples strained underneath the fabric, crying for his attention.
“Kade!”
A male voice sounded in the distance, breaking the mood in its desperation. Morgana’s eyes grew wide, and she looked back at him.
“Where are my pants?” she whispered, her voice a soft hiss.
Glancing around, Kade saw them in the dirt beside them. Gently, he helped her down and handed her the discarded clothing. Quickly, she pulled her panties on and her slacks up her thighs, hastily tying the drawstring at her hips.
He pulled her close to him and snaked his hand down beneath her panties, cupping her sex in his fingers. Her wetness had already soaked through the crotch of her underwear. Smiling at this discovery, he met her eyes, seeing a soft blush creep up her cheeks.
“Later, when we’re alone, this pussy is mine. But for now, I want you to come for me, right now.” Hearing footsteps move closer somewhere off in the forest, he pinched her clit between his two fingers. Looking deep into her eyes, he watched as her orgasm shattered through her features, her body shaking against his. He kissed her as the aftershocks caused her to quiver over and over. Shakily, when her desire finally passed out of her system, she clung to him.
As the footsteps came closer, he pulled his hand from her pants and held her against him around her waist. He knew her legs were still probably very weak from the pleasure that he had allowed her to have.
His men ran into the clearing not a moment later, and didn’t blink at the sight of the two of them. Still, Kade saw a deeper blush creep up Morgana’s neck at their entrance.
“To what do we owe this interruption, boys?” he said, unable to hide his annoyance.
Max stepped forward, his face one of grimness.
“Revolts have begun in Drentine, just like we had anticipated. Our scout has returned, reporting a bomb went off within the confines of the center square, and that the gunfire has centered around the political buildings. It has only escalated since you left the city earlier today. It is not safe for you to return. I’m not sure if it’s safe for us to stay here either. People will want to escape, and I don’t want them accidentally stumbling into our pack. That could be very dangerous for us.”
“Is it that serious, Max?” Kade questioned, his concern rising by the moment.
“Yes. I cannot, in good faith, have our alpha male go back into Drentine. It’s too dangerous. We must decide to make our move.”
“We cannot attack. We aren’t ready.”
“But we have her, Kade. We have magic with us,” Max countered.
“Not yet. Lord Nero saw to that with that wretched bracelet around her wrist,” Kade said thoughtfully. Morgana pushed away, only to turn back and look at him, her eyes full of fire.
“Come with me to Eridell. King Dante will keep us safe, and I can figure out how to get this metal handcuff off of me at the Hall of Magic. The king trusts me with his life, and I trust him.”
Kade watched her, and then glanced over his men, seeing the skeptical looks at her words. He turned back to face her, seeing the clear and fierce determination in her eyes. She stood tall, confident, almost regal. It was a beautiful sight to see.
“You think he would keep my pack safe? All of us? Do you think he would keep our secret secure?”
“Absolutely.” There was only truth in her eyes. He could see her urging him to trust her. “Please. He is a good man. He will keep your pack protected. Come with me to the kingdom of Legeari. Come with me to my home.”
Silently, Kade appraised her and then his pack. There was something about this woman that awoke something deep inside him, something that made him want to protect her at all costs, even if it meant venturing into another world. He wanted to keep her safe, and would do whatever it took in order to do that. But he also had to think of his pack; he was their alpha, their leader, and most of all, their savior.
Finally, his voice broke the silence.
“As your alpha, I order all of you to prepare the pack for travel. Bring only what is necessary. Those that can shift will be ordered to do so, but as we all know, our women cannot. We have to make sure they can travel with us safely. We leave for Eridell at first light.”