The Moon Coven: Creatures of the Night

The only thing that brought Roderick MacIntire peace was delivering his small mail truck, and the greeting chirp of the birds that rose with the sun just like him.

Another peaceful morning away from all those crazed females. Roderick thought to himself as he loaded the last of his stops in to the vehicle. Being the Alpha of the pack that surrounded the small human town Roderick did his deliveries in made life not so bad for him. He got to enjoy a little time away from pack duties and check up on the welfare of the humans he watched over.

Hidden Pine, the town just south of the Canadian border, was a sleepy little forest town, mostly based of an older population and small families here and there. But what the townsfolk didnt know was the much large werewolf pack that surrounded the town on all sides, a major piece to the town's successful economy, and a key player to making sure the humans stayed safe from rogue and rabid animal attacks.

Whistling to himself as he got into his truck, Roderick started it up and began his quaint trip around the town making his postal delivers.

Many deliveries later.

Roderick arrived to one of his last stops. An old lady by the name of Ingrid Edritch, a nice, quaint little old lady everybody loved, including Roderick himself. Grabbing her usual mail, and a decent sized box, he hefted himself out of his truck. Whistling merrily down Ms Ingrids walkway, he lightly stepped onto her wooden porch.

Being a man of incredible stature, a whopping 6ft4, he was considered a lean very muscled and efficient machine.

"Ms Ingrid I'm here with your mail" he called out in his husky baritone. Fist rapping lightly on her plantation styled front door.

Normally Roderick wouldnt bother announcing a resident's mail was being delivered, but he just loved stopping by this old womans house and chatting a minute with the grandmotherly lady.

Hearing the creak of her loafers scuffing on her floor, he waited for her to make her way to the door to greet him. Smiling wide as the door swung open to reveal the small shawl clad little old lady, Roderick bent down to give her a very gently hug.

"Oh Roddy my dear, it's so good to see you again" Ingrid said, a smile in her voice as she squinted up at the very tall man. Chuckling at her words, he handed her her mail and the package as well. "You make it sound like I haven't visited in weeks when I saw you yesterday Ms Ingrid" he said, smiling and watching her shuffling through her letters and watching her frown at the box.

"Dear Roddy, are you feeling okay?" She asked him, adjusting her glasses to squint at the mailing address on the box. "You handed me somebody else's package dear. And I know just who this belongs to".

Thick eyebrows shooting up, he took the package back, "Silly me Ms Ingrid, I wasnt informed of a new delivery on my route, I sincerely apologize on that. Who IS the owner of this package might I ask?" He said, quizzically looking down at the address.

Watching her lift her delicate and aged hand, he followed the finger to the house across hers.

Surprise ran through him. "That house has been empty for years, who on earth would want to live in it?" He asked, a frown marring his beautifully rugged face.

"Shes quite the darling woman, she moved in fairly recently too. I'll let you deliver this package to her, she should be home. Poor dear hasnt left her house the minute she moved into it, I'm sure she could make do with seeing a new face other than mine." The older lady said, and with a surprisingly aggressive push despite her old age, Ingrid shoved Roderick in the direction of the new residents house and quickly entered her home.

Stunned by the elder ladies actions. Roderick shrugged it off and quickly exited her yard, looking both ways before he strolled across the road and onto the sidewalk of the other house.

It was an older styled house, with a second floor and a very few amount of shingles missing, but overall it didnt look as abandoned as it had at one point.

Impressed with the TLC the house has received so far, he went up to the house and rapped his knuckles against the door a few times. Curiosity begged him to stay and see who opens the door, but knowing he should head back to the pack house and resume his alpha duties quickly silenced the curious urges.

Pivoting on his heal, he was surprised by the sound of the latch turning the the door. Even more surprised by the fact he didnt hear the footsteps before hand. Turning as the sound of the door opening came behind him, he stood awestruck at the beyond glorious creature that stood in front of him.

Long sleep tousled silvery hair hung down her back, reaching what was probably a very delicious looking rear end, a face even angels would die for, greeted Roderick as he went to say hello.

She was gorgeous, her face was seemingly perfectly aligned, her eyes gazed sleepily at him, a soft blue that gleamed lavender back at him, hidden behind dark, dusky lashes, she had a small part and petite nose with a tiny little diamond stud. And her lips, god the things Roderick suddenly felt the urge to do when his eyes gazed at them. They were aperfect dusky rose color, full and pouty, beyond kissable it made him ache.

Eyes traveling lower. He admired her long slender and elegant neck followed by the over sized plan t-shirt she was wearing. It took almost zero guesses to figure out she was lacking a bra, her breasts pressed against the fabric of her shirt, he could just barely make out the shape of them but he knew they were ample, large and would fit perfectly in his hands. Fighting back his growing erection, he cursed himself mentally as his eyes kept wandering lower. He had to fight the growl that was threatening to break from his chest as he gazed upon her deliciously shaped legs that seemed to go on for days.

Gods damn it, this woman is built fucking beautifully. Fuck me I need to fucking leave before she sees me practically cum in my pants just from fucking looking at her.

He thought aggressively to himself.

"Excuse me?" He heard a soft, whimsical voice float up to him.

Snapping out of his mental scolding, he looked down to see a small frown marring her still otherwise creaseless face.

"Is that my package?" She asked, hand held out towards it.

Seeing the ink of a beautiful inked forest wrapping around her forearm, he stared, mesmerized by her tattoo.

"Uh...excuse me sir?" She said again, her hand waving in his direction, snapping out of his reverie, he cleared his throat, absolutely embarrassed by this reaction she cited deep within him.

"Ah, em, y-yes. Sorry yeah this is your package. I uh- aha I had a bit of a mix up with Ms Ingrid from across the road, I accidentally almost let her have your package. Luckily she told me about you being new here and that its yours" he rushed out. Hoping to divert his embarrassing moment away.

Understand blossomed over her face, her perfect mouth forming an o-shape, head nodding with him as she listened to him speak.

Handing the package over to her, he stood there awkwardly, knowing he should probably wrap it up and quickly leave her house, but the beast inside of him begged to stay and be near her.

"I understand " she started, "I literally just moved here, and this my first bit of actual mail I've received. If you must know, I moved here out of a job relocation deal." She said in a sweet voice.

"I'm the new doctor around here...Celene is my name by the way." She said. Introducing herself to him with the non-package holding hand held out.

"Oh that's great, I guess I've heard about you then, I'm uh, Roderick I'm the only mail delivery guy here. You'll probably end up meeting Sherry, she helps keep the postal office up and running in this town" he rambled on, his hand firmly latched against her own, almost refusing to release her hand.

Stopping his rambling as he noticed her pointedly looking down at their joined hands, he hastily let go, cheeks flaming as he stepped back away from her. His wolf whining deep in his mind at the lost contact.

"Why did you let go?" His wolf whined like a petulant child to him

Because she'd probably call the cops on me for being a weirdo.

"But you are the law, she cant call you on yourself" His wolf chuffed back in a testy response. Frowning at the agitation that beat at the back of his mind, his wolf's response was confusing.

She's not a werewolf you know. She isnt meant for us despite how beautiful she is.

Inwardly rolling his eyes at the sudden silent treatment from his spiritual counterpart. He focused on the beautiful lady in front of him.

"Well, uh Mrs Celene, I'm sorry once again for the mishap, I'll make sure to properly deliver your mail to you from now on" Roderick said, a little disappointed himself that he had to leave. Tilting a mock cowboy hat at her. He stepped off her porch and headed back towards his mail truck.

"Oh Mr. Roderick? Its Miss Celene, not Mrs, I'm sure I'll see you for a wellness checkup soon right?" The female doctor teased him, turning to look at her, a feeling of deep hunger burned in the pit of his stomach, and surely showed in his eyes.

And the sight that greeted him before her door closed. Was a quick flash of a very sheer pair of lacy black panties that hugged the generous perky curve of her ass.

Hearing the door click.

Roderick turned and punched the bed of his truck, a dent formed where his fist landed, his knuckles throbbed in time with the throbbing of his painfully hard dick.

Groaning as he slowly made his way into his truck, his current condition showing him down, he banged his forehead against his steering wheel several times.

His life just got much more difficult, he spent most of his life avoiding crazy females, but now he was cursed with one he had to fight to keep his hands off of.

"Goddess fucking kill me please" he muttered to himself, images of her sweet pert ass taunting him.

Life was about to get much harder for him.