The Job Offer

Chapter 18

As they stare at each other, it dawns on Sam to welcome her into their home. Stepping aside, he says, "Sorry, don't know what came over me, but welcome to our home. Come in. Come in. Did you want me to take your suitcase up to our room?"

Patricia's taken aback by Sam's chivalrous nature and says, "Thanks."

Sam grabs the suitcase and hauls it up to the Master bedroom. As he climbs the steps, he reaches out to his slut and says,

"Perhaps you should introduce your friend to your other lover. She's waiting patiently in the Living room."

Sasha looks up at him and says,

"What a brilliant idea, Master."

Looking over at her friend, Sasha heads to the Living room says, "I have someone else I want you to meet. She's my Master's omega and my lover, Tessa. Tessa, this is my girl friend from university, Patricia. Hope both of you can be good friends." She watches both girls nod their heads at one another as a greeting. Majority of times, women would get up and hug each other, but since they are from different species, it's just a nod for now.

Tessa looks over at Patricia and takes her all in. She's definitely bigger on top compared to big-sister and thicker. Definitely cute in her own way. However, she's wary around other vamps. Yes, she has fallen for big-sister, but knows nothing of Patricia, other than she's big-sister's friend from college. Be that at may, she acts friendly around her. She says, "Come, sit. Welcome to our home. Bet you have questions."

Patricia gleams over Tessa and her hair. Ash blonde, interesting, and it's so long. Trying not to stare at her for too long, she tries to be discrete. She asks, "Sasha says you're an omega. Is that right? What does that pertain to exactly?"

Tessa bows her head with a grin and says, "It means I am an omega werewolf, and that I am Sam's mate. I ran over 900+ miles to meet him and it's been the best decision I have ever made. And with that, I met big-sister. She welcomed me with open arms. Changed my view of vampires in general. She has never lied and continues to offer me love. Our relationship has grown since then, right, baby?"

Sasha smiles and says, "It has, and then some. Can't get enough of you, baby."

Patricia puts the pieces together and looks at Sasha. She says, "That would mean... Sam's a werewolf too. Your dominant is a werewolf?"

Sasha looks over at her friend and says, "Yes and no. He wasn't always a werewolf. Sam's much more to me than that. He's only been the Dire for little over 2 months, but has been my dominant for over 5 years now. He literally changed my life for the better. I owe him everything."

Sam finally returns and walks in. He says, "You don't owe me anything, slut. I was glad to help open your horizons. If it wasn't for you, I would still be looking for work."

Patricia looks from her dear friend to Sam and asks, "So, what do you do for work?"

Sam grins at her and says, "I'm a vampire bounty hunter for one. Two, my pack and I do supernatural jobs here and there from time to time. And last, I am the Dire." Hopefully she knows what that is. But by the look of things, she has no clue what the Dire is. Luckily, his slut steps in and fills in the blanks.

Sasha turns to Patricia and says, "Master is the Dire werewolf." Looking at her friend, she sees she does not know what that pertains. Smiling, she continues, "The Dire is a supernatural being that will stop the war and bring the factions together under one rule. The Firm has hired him to look into some elite vampire murders. We were at The Firm the other day, to learn a group of werewolves, and a vampire murdered Christopher Blake on their property."

Patricia looks over at Sasha and says, "Vampire? That's not what The Firm report said. 'It said werewolves attacked him and his guards', but there was nothing mentioned about another vampire." Sounding agitated, but tries to find some composure to not alert the surrounding werewolves her connection to the case.

Sasha looks over at her Master before saying anything more. Seeing his hand raise, she leans back in her chair to let him speak.

Sam sees that Patricia's shaken up by the news and wonders why that is. Looking over at his slut, he sees that she's not compelling. He knows that she's holding back in telling him something and lets it go. Turning back to Patricia, he says, "The Firm hired us to check the crime scene and find the perpetrators of this murder. We, myself and my omega, smelled the crime scene and figured it out that 7 werewolves attacked the victim and his guards. Two werewolves per guard, and three for the victim, Christopher. The attack, in itself, was sudden and concise. The attackers killed the vampires quickly, as they didn't have time to react. Upon further investigation, we found Christopher was meeting with another vampire in the gardens. The fact that all outside cameras were turned off shocked us. Now, the shocking part. There was a vampire hiding or leaning against the tree while the werewolves mauled their prey. I smelled a distinct cologne on the small tree in the gardens." He lets that sink in before continuing.

Patricia looks at him with shock, but tries to find some rationale for the cologne placed. She suggests, "The cologne could be from the victim himself before he was murdered, from a 'Norm' and/or from the lead werewolf on the scene."

Sam nods his head and says, "I thought that, too. But werewolves wouldn't dare wear cologne, because we're scent hunters. We conceal ourselves from smells. It makes us deadly when hunting our prey. Now before you jump to conclusions saying, it could be a 'Norm', it has to be a vamp. Now Norms have restricted access to the gardens and property. So it had to be a vampire. Yes, it might have been Christopher, but he was killed, what... 10 feet away from the tree and his cologne was different compared to the one on the tree." Seeing the lights turned on in her head. Sam continues, "I smelled the scene and from what I gathered, the vamp left with the werewolves after they murdered the three elite vamps. His cologne and trail ran with the werewolves as they escaped through the woods. I know what you're thinking, but it's true. A vamp hired werewolves to kill this Christopher guy." He stops and lets Patricia process the news. From the look on her face says it all; she knew the victim but what was she to him, he wonders.

Patricia takes a moment to take it all in. She looks over at him and asks, "How's your investigation going?"

Sam looks over at his slut to see if he should indulge more information. Seeing her nod, he proceeds further. He looks over at Patricia and says, "Technically, that's as far as we have gone. The Firm hired us to find the werewolves responsible, not the vampire, I am afraid. The Firm believes there wasn't another vampire present during the time of the murder. And if there were, they wouldn't pursue it."

Patricia tilts her head to the side and says, "How would you know that?"

Sam shrugs his shoulders but says, "Cause we asked for the Intel on elite vampires, who were murdered and they wouldn't disclose their names or any information to us. So how are we supposed to solve these murders without Intel? Plus, they don't believe a vamp would harm another, but the smells don't lie."

Patricia crosses her leg onto the opposite side and sits rigidly. Staring at him, she says, "Perhaps you're wrong and making the whole thing up. Why should we trust a werewolf to delve into vampire business and/or politics? No offense."

Looking at her with a smile, Sam says, "The Firm hired us to save face. If their investigation turns sour, the blame will be on us, not them. We're escape goats to them. I am not stupid, Patricia. Last time I saw my father, I offered him advice. If he ever needed help about werewolves to call me. Another reason is because I am in love and bonded with a beautiful vampire." He looks at his slut and then looks back at Patricia. He continues, "Plus, I have a d/s relationship with 2 other female vamps, who are part of my pack. I know it's hard to believe, but I care. That's all I wanted was to become is a vampire, like my parents, but it wasn't meant to be. A different path found me, and I accepted it. I am the fabled Dire and here to change things up within the supernatural community."

Patricia leans back and considers his words. Then it dawns on her that The Firm didn't offer them the info about the dead vamps that were murdered. So how does he know the names of the deceased and knew about Christopher? Placing her hands on her knee, she asks, "If The Firm didn't give you the names of the nearly departed, the elite vamps. We're did you get the names and how do you know about Christopher?"

Sam looks at her. Stares into her brown eyes. She's like a tiger of sorts; ready to attack. Sitting back in his chair, he says, "That's privilege information. All I can say is we gained that info recently from a source within The Firm."

Patricia sits back and wraps her arms around her. She sits there in thought and asks, "Was it your father?"

Sam smiles and says, "No. He wouldn't divulge any information at all. Even the names of the deceased. No, I got this info as a gift. Yep, I didn't ask for it, but she gave it to me of her own free will. With that said, you probably can figure it out on your own."

Smiling, she says, "So this person, who remains anonymous, has a special d/s relationship with you and gave you this info as a gift? Am I right?" Seeing his nod and smile, she sits back against the sofa. Still staring, she asks, "How do you know about Christopher?"

Sam looks from her to his slut and back. He says, "I don't. You two brought him up. From the look of things, you knew him. Tell me, Patricia, how do you know the deceased?"

Patricia feels uneasy and doesn't feel like disclosing that information. She looks at her friend for advice and sees her nod. Looking back at him, she says, "He's my ex-husband."

Sam looks at his slut and says, "You knew about this and yet you didn't tell me. Why?"

Sasha looks over at him with concern. She says, "Yes, I knew, Master. I wasn't trying to hide this information from you. We recently received the information, and Patricia was already set to come this weekend. It's her story to tell and besides, knowing the name doesn't point us in any direction." Looking over at her friend, she pats her friend's hand and says, "Sorry for your loss. I know you have ill feelings, but he was your husband at one time."

Patricia pats her friend's hand and gives her a slight nod.

Sam looks around the room before looking at Patricia. He says, "You have my condolences. Was it a recent divorce?" Seeing her shake her head, he sits back in his chair. He clearly doesn't know, but is concerned.

Seeing him concerned, Patricia bites her bottom lip before saying anything. She says, "No. It has been over 15 years since we got divorced. We had our differences, but tried to stay together after our turning process, but the love was lost. He didn't want damaged goods and ended the marriage. Been single ever since."

Sam was about to ask that, but she added that to stop questioning about her ex. Shockingly, his slut comes to her aid but asks a question.

Sasha looks over at her friend, and says, "Damaged? Really, Patricia. There were other avenues you could've taken or explored."

Patricia lets out a deep sigh and says, "We've tried everything and spent a lot of money hoping to get me pregnant. My tubes were scarred and IVF was in its infancy back then. They didn't have the technology that they have today. Plus, I can't conceive now since I became a vampire. So I will never have a baby of my own. Yeah, we could've adopted, but Chris wanted to have his genes passed on. So he donated sperm before the turning process and then hired a surrogate mother to carry his baby to term. Once the baby came to term, I was cast aside. So again, I am damaged goods."

Tessa hears Patricia's story and actually feels for her. She's been with Alpha for more than a month and yet, she hasn't become pregnant either. Granted, it's early, but she wonders if something's wrong with herself. She leans forward to offer condolences for not getting pregnant.

Patricia's touched by Tessa's concern, but that's a long time ago. Looking over at Tessa, she says, "Since you're an omega, that means Sam's an alpha, right?" Seeing the nod, she continues, "So it's your job to provide offspring for your given alpha to make the pack stronger, I believe. Is that correct?" Seeing the nod again, she then says, "That's got to be a lot of pressure on you."

Tessa looks over at him and then back to Patricia. She says, "We've been trying. So far, nothing yet. It's a matter of time, I think. But, I am hopeful."

Sam looks over at his omega and then looks at Patricia. He says, "Yes, we're trying. It's a tough job keeping everyone satisfied."

Patricia looks at him with concern and asks, "How many women is everyone? Just wondering out of curiosity."

Sam looks at his slut and says, "I have 4 women that live in the house full-time. My beta-slut wants to move in but hasn't decided when. So I see her every few days. Now I have three women that work at The Firm, and that's every 4 -5 days when I see them. So that's a total of 8 thus far. My sluts are constantly looking to add new women to my harem."

Patricia's eyes grow big with the news. She only assumed that he was taking care of her friend Sasha. So he has 7 other women in the wind and can have sex with any given time. Shaking her head, she asks, "How do you keep 8 women happy and not die?"

Sam smiles and says, "They help. We have a lot of threesomes. We haven't tried an all out orgy yet. But the only person I have to take care of daily is this slut right here. She wants her holes filled daily. As for everyone else, they're there for my needs when they're ready or in the mood. I don't mind; they're all unique and have their own quirks. Keeps me interested. Slut over here has been keeping me regulated for over 5 years. We just started adding people to the harem, like 2 months ago. So it's still new and we all enjoy playing with each other." Seeing Patricia's eyes grow big makes him grin.

Sasha looks over at him with a smile and says, "He keeps me fed. Can't get enough of him, or my other lover, Tessa. You should try them out, PT. That is, if you're interested."

Patricia, a little prude but says, "Not at the moment. Perhaps another time."

Sam looks around the room and says, "Slut, what time is it?"

Patricia looks at her phone and says, "It's a little past 10:30pm. Why do you ask?"

Sam looks over at Tessa and sees her nod. Standing up, he says, "Time to do patrols. Slut, you're more than welcome to join if you want since baby-girl isn't here. But if you want to catch up with Patricia, that's alright too. But we're going to head out now."

Sasha tilts her head to the side and says, "Aren't you forgetting something, Master?" Seeing no reaction, she continues, "What about Tanya? Is she running late? She should be home by now."

Sam has an ah-hah moment. Holding up a finger, he pulls his cell from his pocket and sees he has a text message from her. Opening it up, it reads:

Sorry Master for texting you last minute, but my old housemates want to go out this evening for drinks. I know this is last minute, but I should go and say my goodbyes to them. Hope you will understand. Pet

. Texting her back, he says, 'Hope you have a good time with your housemates. Don't worry about patrols. Just do what you have to do and come home safe. Remember, if you're in trouble, call me. Love you, Pet.' Rereading the message, he hits send. Looking up from the screen, he says, "Tanya won't be joining us this evening. She's going out for drinks with her old housemates. So it's up to you, slut."

Sasha looks over at him and knows it's not the greatest news but it is what it is. Turning to her friend, she asks, "Did you bring your running shoes like I asked?" Seeing her nod her head, she continues, "Care to join them? It would be a change of scenery and give you a chance to mingle with werewolves in their own element. Up to you, of course." As she stands up. To her surprise, she sees PT stand up. Smiling, she looks over at him and says, "Give us a couple of minutes to change. Meet you in the dining room, Master." Seeing his nod, they all head out.

With the help of her friend Sasha, Patricia could get everything off and into a new outfit in under 5 minutes. The hardest part was taking off the stockings, since you have to roll them off. Now in yoga pants, a sports bra and a t-shirt, Patricia's ready for patrols. Heading downstairs with her in tow of her friend, she asks, "Patrols? What will we be doing out there?"

Sasha turns to her and says, "Every night Master runs out about 5 miles and protects our borders that surround our home. With that said, he runs to the Eastern and Western markers to check for any signs of recent activity. Now we had some run-ins with Tessa's old pack trying to retrieve her, and she doesn't want to go back. So those werewolves didn't take no for an answer. My Master kept his omega safe and took care of the problem. I will fill in all the details later this evening. There's lots to share with you my friend. As for patrols, we will run back and forth between three markers to check our territory. I know this is out of your element, but I thoroughly enjoy running with Master when I can. If you have questions out there, ask, and one of us will answer them. Also, you will see Master in his wolf form and you might see him as the Dire."

Patricia looks over at her friend and says, "You're really playing the part well, Sasha. You must really love this d/s relationship to keep calling him, master."

Sasha turns around and says, "I'm not playing a part, PT. This is who I am and what I want to be. I am proud to be his slut in all things. He takes care of my needs and I take care of everything else. I owe him everything and want to give him more. If it weren't for him, I would still be in this prison. He gave me love, a purpose, and independence. That's my power. Sooner you realize that this is real, the sooner you can join me, sister." She turns to head off.

Patricia calls out, "Sasha! I didn't mean it in that way or to upset you. As a friend, I want to understand you and this so-called relationship. We haven't seen each other in 15 years, and I miss my friend. Seeing you again has brought those feelings back when we were living together attending university. I want our friendship, and be a part of your life."

Sasha stops and turns around to say, "Then trust your friend. These past 5 years with him have been the best years of my life. And each day it continues to grow. I won't beat around the bush, PT. Want you to join his pack and be a harem sister. I know you're interested in learning everything about my life, but you should think about yours as well. Come, we must not keep them waiting. Sooner we get patrols done, the sooner you get your answers. It's been over a week since I done a patrol. Look forward to running with my lovers." Turning around, she smiles and says, "Yes, I included you too, PT. I hope that will happen to us sometime soon. We have a lot to catch up on. Come." Sasha heads to the Dining room.

Patricia's eyes glaring at her friend and feels a slight warmth between her legs. She wonders if her friend is telling the truth about becoming lovers. Back in the past, when they attended university, she was in her experimental stage of sexuality. She tried to kiss her friend Sasha at the time, but Sasha denied her. Despite understanding her reasoning, her feelings were hurt. However, she always wondered what would've been like, cause she never tried it again with anyone else. Getting out of her head, she follows Sasha into the dining room. To her surprise, she sees both Tessa and Sam completely naked. Instantly, she flushes from embarrassment as her eyes roam all over their bodies. She wonders if they have no shame.