Samuel gets the girl

This is based probably before Silver Borne… I’ve yet to finish it yet. I’ve had the idea for a while that the fae could have been worshiped as gods. Sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes, the mind will read a story how it intended it to be wrote now how it is.


“They’ve forgotten” the child said. Samuel wasn’t actually a very big man in stature but he still towered over to her slim willowy built. She looked so sad, standing in a plain sleeveless white dress. He needed to comfort her, he could tell by the haziness around them that this was a dream. But still he needed to comfort her. The urge was so powerful that it stirred his wolf. He reached and pulled her to him and asked

“Who are they, what was forgotten?” He looked down on her in his arms. She nuzzled into his chest hiding her face, but whimpered her response.

“Mother, they’ve forgotten her. She’s so weak now. She’d take away the curse if they remembered.” Samuel didn’t understand. He held the girl tighter but her form turned squishy and the dream disappeared in to a to soon morning. Samuels dream girl had been his pillow and beeping that woke Samuel was just Mercy’s last Christmas present.

He took his time getting out of bed. Calming his nerves and body down.
‘You’re not a youth Sawyl. It was just a dream’ The girl in the dream had been very pretty. Long find hair was braided down her back. Her pouty lips had made up for her small breast that fit her frame. Samuel had enjoyed holding that dream, a little too much for his liking.

‘Means it’s been a while when dreams get you rialed up.’ He slowly rolled up in to a sitting position with his legs off the side of his bed. ‘I need to get laid.’ He thought as he slipped his hand under the elastic waist of his loose pajama bottoms.
His eyes fluttered shut as he fisted his hard length. In his minds eye, she came back. ‘A perfect image of wanton lust’ if he did think so him self.

He’d taken away the plain dress. She was not naked on her back, looking at him. Her eyes where half lidded and her pale skin had a rosier tone with just a small glimmer of sweat. She lifted her legs and brought them closer to her chest that was moving harder, as if she where close. Her hand slowly moved down her stomach till it reached her warm wet… and the illusion was destroyed as Samuel grunted his release into his hand.

Relaxing after his orgasm, Samuel couldn’t even begin to think about what he was going to do today. Wasn’t it just going to be the same? Covet his neighbors’ mate. Someone who should have been his, he’d made claim on her so long ago. Could have given him a family again, children his own pack. Even broken the monotone life that he now faced. Go to hospital treat stupid people, advise them how to not end up in the ER, and then the same thing happen the next week. He thought back to the dream… had he forgotten something? He was so old it was possible. Then he though ‘Mother, I can’t remember your face. If I where younger I’d feel like a lost boy. Does that make Da Peter?’
Sadly he could see his father being able to portray a perfect Peter Pan, but only because he wanted to.

The thought did amuse him; maybe he’d share it with Charles to see if he could get his half brother to smile.
TBC

Well that’s chapter one, as they say very short. But in theory this story should move fairly fast.
I’m a huge fan of trying to guess how an author thinks, so if I was Patricia Briggs I would live on a huge farm and wouldn’t be afraid of horses … I mean this is how Id solve the whole “it hurts when I transform into a wolf” and “No were babies”
Also Samuels like Ducky in one of the Molly Ringwalt movies … Pretty in Pink or 16 candles… but he needs love to. … Sawyl is Welsh for Samuel btw.
I’m a huge anime fan so the “dream girl” kinds of looks like a longhaired version of Suu from Clover. And I’m not sure why but I’ve always kind of thought of Sam as looking like Yuki from CCS, well a girl can dream can’t she?