Free Web NovelChapter 45: Chapter 44: AFTER THE FEEDING
Eve collapsed onto Damian’s chest, her breathing finally slowing, her hunger finally.....finally...satisfied.
The brothers lay tangled around her, utterly spent. Eve had drained them so thoroughly that they could barely move. But they were alive. And more importantly, Eve was alive.
And transformed.
"I can feel you," Eve whispered, her new claws tracing idle patterns on Damian’s chest. "Really feel you. Not just physically. I can feel your emotions, your thoughts, your souls. The bond.....it’s complete now, isn’t it?"
"Yes," Silas confirmed, his voice hoarse. "The soul bond completed during the transformation. We’re not just mates anymore. We’re bound at the deepest possible level."
"I can feel your wolves," Eve continued, wonder in her voice. "They’re.....they’re beautiful. Why didn’t I feel them before?"
"Because you weren’t compatible before," Damian explained, running his fingers through her now-gold-streaked hair. "Your human form couldn’t connect with our wolf sides. But your succubus nature can. We’re fully bonded now.....all of us. Your succubus to our human sides, and to our wolves." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
"Succubus," Eve repeated, testing the word. "I’m a succubus. A creature that feeds on sexual energy. A demon."
"Not a demon," Silas corrected gently. "Succubi are supernatural beings, but they’re not inherently evil. You’re what you choose to be, remember? Markov said that."
"I could have killed you," Eve said, sudden fear in her voice. "Just now, I could have drained all three of you to death. I felt it.....the hunger was so strong, I could have taken everything and it still wouldn’t have been enough."
"But you didn’t," Damon pointed out. "You took what you needed and then you stopped. You controlled it."
"Barely," Eve argued. "And only because the bond was screaming at me not to hurt you. But what about other people? What if I lose control? What if I hurt someone?"
"Then we’ll handle it," Damian said firmly. "Together. But Eve.....look at me." He waited until her glowing amber eyes met his. "You held back a transformation for over thirty hours through sheer willpower. You survived temperatures that should have killed you. You waited for us even though every cell in your body was screaming to let go. If you have that kind of control, that kind of strength, you can control your hunger."
"He’s right," Dr. Thorne’s voice came from the doorway. All four of them turned to see the doctor standing there with Mrs. Blackwood, both looking exhausted but relieved. "I’m sorry to interrupt, but I need to do a post-transformation examination. Make sure everything completed properly."
Eve looked down at herself....at her naked, glowing body that was definitely not human anymore...and felt a wave of self-consciousness.
"I look different," she said.
"You look perfect," Damon corrected. "You look like you. Just... more." freeweɓnovel.cѳm
Dr. Thorne approached cautiously, as if approaching a wild animal. "May I examine you, Eve?"
Eve nodded, and the brothers reluctantly pulled away to give the doctor space. Though none of them went far.....standing within arm’s reach, their protective instincts now amplified by the completed bond.
Dr. Thorne went through a series of tests...checking vitals, examining her eyes, testing her reflexes, documenting the physical changes.
"Remarkable," she murmured as she worked. "Your temperature is now 99.1 slightly elevated but stable. Heart rate is 68.....actually lower than before the transformation. Blood pressure is perfect. Pupil response is different but consistent. Your muscle tone has increased, bone density appears higher, and your healing factor is already significantly enhanced."
"Healing factor?" Eve asked.
Dr. Thorne showed her a small cut on her arm....probably from when she’d clawed at her own skin during the transformation. Even as they watched, the cut sealed itself and vanished, leaving perfect unmarked skin.
"Succubi heal rapidly," Dr. Thorne explained. "You’re also stronger, faster, and more durable than humans. Your senses are enhanced....you’re probably noticing that already. And of course, your pheromone production is substantial." She waved a hand in front of her face. "Even now, with your hunger sated, I can feel the pull of your nature."
"I’m sorry," Eve said immediately. "I don’t know how to control it."
"You’ll learn," Dr. Thorne assured her. "With practice, you’ll be able to dial it up or down as needed. Right now, everything is amplified because you’re newly transformed. It will settle."
"What about the feeding?" Eve asked, dreading the answer. "How often will I need to.....to feed?"
"On sexual energy?" Dr. Thorne considered. "With three bonded mates providing? Probably daily, possibly multiple times daily at first. Your hunger will be most intense right after waking and before sleeping. But as you learn to control your nature, as the bond stabilizes, you might be able to go longer between feedings."
"Daily," Eve repeated, looking at her mates. "I’m going to need to drain you every single day."
"Not a hardship," Damon said with a grin. "We’ve been fucking you multiple times a day for weeks anyway. This is just... more efficient."
"More essential," Silas corrected. "You’ll die without regular feeding. And we’ll suffer without regular bonding. It’s symbiotic."
"There’s something else," Dr. Thorne said carefully. "Something I need to tell you about succubi nature."
Eve braced herself. "What?"
"Succubi are royalty among supernatural beings," Dr. Thorne said. "They’re rare, powerful, and historically....they’ve been rulers. Queens. Leaders of their own courts and kingdoms. If what Elder Markov suspected is correct, if you were bound as an infant and hidden, then you’re not just any succubus. You’re likely royalty. Hidden for a reason."
"My parents," Eve breathed. "My real parents. The ones who bound me."
"Probably succubus royalty who hid you during some kind of conflict or war," Dr. Thorne agreed. "You’ll have enemies, Eve. People who wanted you dead as an infant. People who might still want you dead now that you’ve awakened."
The brothers immediately moved closer, their protective instincts flaring.
"Let them try," Damian said coldly. "Anyone who comes for her goes through us first."
"You can’t protect me from everything," Eve said quietly. "If I’m really succubus royalty, if there are people out there who want me dead....that’s bigger than just pack politics. That’s supernatural politics on a level you might not be able to handle."
"Then we’ll learn to handle it," Damon said. "Together. Because you’re ours now. Fully bonded. Soul bonded. Nothing and no one is taking you from us."
Eve looked at her three mates.....at the men who’d faced fifty hostile wolves to save children they didn’t know, who’d raced through the night to get back to her, who’d just let her drain them nearly to death without complaint.....and felt something fierce and warm settle in her chest.
Love. Complete and absolute.
"I love you," she said simply. "All three of you. I don’t know what I am, I don’t know what’s coming, but I know I love you."
"We love you too," Silas said, speaking for all of them. "Whatever you are. Whatever comes. We love you."
Dr. Thorne cleared her throat diplomatically. "I should let you rest. The transformation was successful, but your body still needs recovery time. Try to sleep. And I’ll be here tomorrow to continue monitoring your adjustment to your new nature."
She and Mrs. Blackwood left, closing the door quietly behind them.
The four of them were alone again.....three exhausted alphas and one newly awakened succubus.
"Come here," Damian said, pulling Eve into his arms. Damon and Silas pressed close on either side, surrounding her with their warmth and scent.
"I was so scared," Eve admitted quietly. "I thought I was going to die. Thought you wouldn’t make it in time. Thought I’d transform into something you couldn’t love."
"Impossible," Damon said. "We couldn’t stop loving you if we tried."
"What happens now?" Eve asked. "I’m a succubus. You’re werewolf alphas. We have a soul bond that shouldn’t exist. I might be supernatural royalty with enemies who want me dead. What do we do?"
"Now?" Damian considered. "Now we figure it out. Together. One day at a time."
"Your mother," Silas said suddenly. "We need to tell her you survived the transformation. She’ll want to know you’re okay."
Eve’s heart clenched. Her mother. The woman who’d raised her, who was dying, who deserved to know the truth about what her daughter had become.
"Tomorrow," Eve decided. "Tomorrow I’ll go see her. Tell her everything. She deserves to know."
"We’ll go with you," Damian said. It wasn’t a question.
"I know," Eve said, smiling despite everything. "You’ll always be with me now. The bond won’t let you be far away."
"No," Damian agreed. "It won’t. And we wouldn’t want to be."
Eve closed her eyes, exhausted beyond measure but finally, finally at peace. She’d survived. She’d transformed. She’d discovered what she truly was.
And her mates were here. Would always be here.
Whatever came next, they’d face it together.
The newly awakened succubus and her three alpha wolves.
Bound by a soul bond that had survived the impossible.
Stronger together than apart.
Ready for whatever the world threw at them.
