Chapter 41: Chapter Forty-One--They Will Learn

My fingers splayed in front of me, I cocked my head. Their surprise intrigued me.

“Holy fuck,” Syber stumbled back from the door as my male slammed the contraption in his face.

“Katrina,” my male whispered, awed. Did my human look so different? He crossed the room and stopped at the edge of the bed. He cupped my cheek, and I rubbed against him, marking him with my scent. My throat vibrated a content tune. “How beautiful you are.”

What did that mean? Beautiful. Again my human made confusing explanations. The consensus was a good thing. I accepted that. Warmth coursed through me. I launched, taking him to the floor. His gaze stayed at my shoulder. I surveyed myself, trying to see what enraptured him. Ahh, yes. His mark spread over my shoulder with smooth, shiny ridges over tanned flesh.

He bore no mark. My lip curled back over my teeth. He was mine. He should visually mirror me. I lowered my head over his chest, a slow inch at a time. He liked it. He touched me, but I grabbed his wrists and pushed them over his head. Interference was not permitted.

His laughter pleased me, abruptly melting into an erotic growl as I bit into his pec through his shirt. My straight teeth lengthened, sharpened. Blood welled. I purred. At his groin, his length hardened. No matter, animal or human, this only meant one thing.

I writhed, but I wouldn’t give in.

Not yet.

First, I wished to run, test the limits of this form. I bound off him, through the open doors leading outside. Over the porch railing.

The mountains stretched around us, rising as protective sentinels. I darted across the grass, into the trees and jumped into a branch.

Barefoot, he chased me. He stayed on the ground and craned his neck.

“Is this the game you want to play?” He grinned.

I purred, padding along my branch, leaping to the next one, higher up.

“Kalvyn!” A female appeared on the patio I’d just vacated.

I growl, low, aggravated. She was not permitted in this. She had to leave now.

“Carmen, go back in the house.” My male kept his voice light, careful, but the threat that lay beneath it was unmistakable. He wanted her to leave as well. Good. I wouldn’t have to kill her. I suppose this was a pleasant decision to my human. She cared for the female.

“But…”

I roared. She argued with her Alpha?

“She will attack you if you don’t leave,” my male said.

“Will she attack you?”

Of course I wouldn’t. My human might never forgive me.

“Maybe, maybe not. No matter at this point. Go back in the house, now.”

The female turned and disappeared into the doorway. Good. I whirled, jumping from tree to tree, as my male gave chase. The game was on. He entered the branches. Ahead, the trees showed advanced age, untouched by man. They reached for the great sky above. I wanted to touch the clouds. I raced for them, climbing higher in the natural canopy. I burst overtop a river and followed the waterline. So glorious.

“Katrina,” he teased. “You’re afraid of heights, remember?”

What was a Katrina? What did that mean? Ahh. Another label.

My excitement had drowned my human’s protests that matched my male’s. What had she feared? Together, we would not be hurt.

My muscles contracted and released. I loved this sensation. So physical. Strength and agility formed a symphony of promises. I smiled. Also, strange. A facial expression.

Despite this fear of heights, my human enjoyed the release.

Freedom, she called it.

All cats were free. Did she not see that? She needed a lesson.

In an influx of speed, my male got ahead of me. I slammed into him. We fell from our perch, onto a leaf covered hill. Rolling to the base, leaves caught in my hair, dirt smudged me.

He straddled my stomach, leaning over me. His smell invaded my nose, pleasant, erotic.

“Are you having fun?”

I cocked my head and purred. Fun?

Something you’d enjoy, she said.

Oh, then, yes. I had fun. His hands ran over me, leaving no part unattended. This was also fun. I rubbed against him. I lifted the shirt from his chest, licked the crimson streaks over his chest from my marking. I wanted too again. Why not? I owned him. I could do what I liked to him/

I lifted his sleeve and bit into his bicep. He groaned with pelvis thrusting into mine, sliding that material clad erection. I licked my lips, the taste of his blood heavy, rich, addicting. He grabbed my hair, angled my head and kissed me. Fun. His tongue darted over mine, teeth and lips clashing together, warring for dominance. I fed from his mouth. This was right. Meant to be.

He rolled us over, so I pinned him. I arched over his erection. He loved that. His green eyes glittered with lust and greed, both emotions I didn’t need my human to shed light on. He cupped my breasts, rolled the taunt nipples.

I had power over him.

My human rose in my mind, then looked out of our eyes. Her strength increased every moment. No, I had something to prove before she could have her body back. This fear had to abate. She needed to know.

I was on my feet, running, caught a branch, and swung. My momentum flew me up a dozen or so yards. He was behind me. In seconds, I was at treetops fifty feet in the air.

She whimpered, though not as vehemently as before. She assimilated. Excellent. The next part might not shock her system quite so much.

The thunderous roar preceded a break in the emerald evergreens, golden red tinged maples. The valley opened like a glistening dew-covered lily on summer morning. My river path exploded into a hundred-foot waterfall that spanned far across, treacherous and formidable. Perfect.

Had I done this before?

I have. Just not this high, she shrieked.

Why not? We could make that.

No, we can’t. You’ll kill us!

Ahh, the beauty of innocence and ignorance. How much I could teach her! The spirit of the cat wouldn’t be killed nearly so easily. Like it or not, she was Royal now. Blood of my blood.