Chapter 13

THE MASSACRE

We arrived at the haven the next afternoon and were greeted by a joyous crowd of familiar faces. Everyone was glad to see us back. Jack invited us in with open arms and I took him aside and handed him twenty percent of the money we had taken from Steinman. He took it and whistled as he fanned it, estimating the bundle's value.

"There must be near fifty grand here.", he said with a smile. "You know you don't have to do this."

"I called you for help and you were there when I needed you. That's worth an even split if I can trust my family's safety to you. You deserve as much as any of us."

David and Jim held up their bags and gave him a thumbs up. They were happy with their cut as well. None of us had expensive habits so the cash would go along way for all of us. And it never hurts, if you commit murder, to keep your accomplices happy. Even if the victim was a piece of shit.

The girls came running downstairs and immediately threw themselves around my neck and smothered me with kisses. Steve suffered the same fate, being lavished with attention from two beautiful, identical women. We were glad to be among a increasing number of friends. There was going to be a celebration in our honor that evening.

Meredith was really glad to see David home. Jack nudged me with an elbow and told me he thought they were developing into an item. David looked like a giant next to her small frame. She looked like the safest woman in the world gently cradled in his strong arms.

Jim stowed his gear and went to the pool where he was surrounded by naked, beauties who wanted all the details of his trip. A devout single man seems to be, who all women want to marry.

It seems normal to me now, how someone could be in love with one person and still feel love for another. I couldn't have chosen between Tera and Lori. I love them both and they love me, but all the while there is no jealousy if we choose to be with someone else. When all is said and done we all know where home is and who loves us.

The party that broke out after our arrival was equal to any you could imagine. The food was good the beer was cold and the women were hot. The men in this group were ready to satisfy each one of them as often as they required.

Pleasure knew no limits. People were fucking and partying with wanton abandon. Nude, beautiful women were running around fucking and sucking whoever they could hold on to long enough to make them cum. Drunken fornication was the theme of the party. Men and women alike were satisfying every desire. People were going wild, not caring who they were with, as long as they were with at least one other person.

Jack waved me over, the music was so loud it was impossible to speak in normal tones. He told me that he was fond of Lori and she had just shown him how she liked to fuck big cocks. He and another man had to team up to fill her pussy. She took both of them in her cunt and stroked herself and them until they all three blew their load. She had told him that she had only had that much cum in her at once when she had fucked a horse.

He wanted to know if that was true. I simply nodded and went after a stray bit of pussy that had come around to massage my shoulders. I pulled the bitch down right in front of everyone and started fucking her on the spot. She wasn't ashamed, and grabbed my ass and pulled me deeper into her cunt as I fucked her hard, ball-slapping her ass. She shouted that she was going to cum and Jack decided to have a turn with her.

As my cum ran down the crack of her ass he mounted the bitch before she could get on her feet and fucked her just as hard. She came a second time before he blew his wad on her tits and pulled her to her feet. He smacked her on the ass and told her to take that to Nikki. She obliged by running straight to Nikki and told her Jack had sent her a gift. Nikki licked the cum off the girls tits while she they finger fucked in a standing position.

The young beauty was surrounded by three more men before she could get away from Nikki and they each took her doggy style. By the time they had finished with her, her legs were weak and she had to be helped to a chair where she sat on her sore pussy for a while before getting up to continue with her personal quest to fuck every man there.

As night was falling I asked Jack how many of these forty odd people were werewolves. His reply chilled me.

"All of them."

The evening rolled along and everyone was having a great time. Jack had disappeared earlier and reappeared from the direction of the barn. He had Lori and Tera in tow.

Lori was holding on to his arm to steady herself. I suspected she had proven to him that she could fuck a horse. Tera held her other arm, more in an act of love, than to help support her. They were approaching the circle of light around the party when all hell broke loose.

Something in my mind screamed at me to move. I was transforming into beast form before I was out of my chair. I leaped onto the roof of the garage, vaulting from a low wall separating the patio from the pool area. I was above the lights and almost invisible from below.

The gunfire broke out an instant later and went on for at least five minutes. Bodies were sprayed with bullets as people ran for cover, only to run into crossfire. Bullets ripped through the roof of the main house as gunmen fired from inside. The gunmen were moving in, slowly closing the circle and searching for new targets. Gunfire and bullets were coming from everywhere.

Steve took two rounds in his right leg before going down behind a pile of bodies who had been trying to get behind the wall that I had used to gain the roof. Jack and the girls were far enough away to take cover and were changing into wolf form as I watched them enter the brush.

Gunmen came into view from the edge of the darkness. As more people fell they came in closer to finish off the survivors. They were the same type of assassin who had attacked my home. Fully automatic weapons firing into a crowd with an occasional shotgun blast.

Hundreds of rounds were spent in only minutes. Until all the shooting stopped at once. The order had been given to move in and search for survivors. Twenty gunmen were surrounding Jack's friends and family.

Five more came out of the house and joined the group outside. The wounded were shot at close range and anyone who moved was shot until they quit moving. The assailants were converging on a central location, Steve.

"You were at the house in El Paso. Our surveillance cameras show you were there and took Ramon away. We want you and your friend.", one gunman said in passable English.

"Be careful what you wish for.", Steve said and rose on his good leg. The other was healing under the blood from the wound as he spoke. He was healed before the leader could reply. Steve stood in the middle of twenty-five gunmen and looked them in the eyes unafraid. The effect he had on the assassins was unnerving.

Jack, Tera, and Lori were closing in on the gunmen. I waited and watched as Jack gave them a nod sending two pissed off, bitch, werewolves into the middle of twenty-five gunmen who had surrounded themselves not expecting to have to shoot at anything else.

Steve pounced on the man nearest him on the same signal, changing in mid air. His victim saw the change from man to beast and shot blindly at him hitting three of his buddies killing them on the spot. Steve was hit twice in the same leg before he tore the mans head off and grabbed the next man to use as a shield.

Everyone must have thought of him as expendable. They all fired at once, focusing on Steve. The man was riddled with bullets as Steve carried him into the nearest group of gunman killing a man with each vicious rake of his claws and teeth. He was a meatgrinder and their ass was the beef.

Tera and Lori sprang from the shadows and started ripping men to shreds. They were killing quickly and causing confusion and terror among the enemy. The gunmen were shouting and firing their weapons into each other trying to hit the three fast moving assailants.

Jack was really pissed about the sanctity of his home being violated. He came out of nowhere the next second and caught a gunmen with each hand ripping his claws through their chests. He moved with the efficient speed of a practiced killer, roaring as he moved through the men spreading terror as he delt death with both hands.

The men nearest his first attack watched the hearts of their friends beat their last, through the gapping holes in their chests, and not Jack. He was on them before the hearts they were watching stopped beating and ripped their throats out to spray their nearest friends with a fountain of blood.

I came down from the roof behind five men. They were backing away from the carnage in front of them. They never knew I was behind them until the closest man to me had his throat torn out and he fell forward into his friends.

They hesitated staring at his bloody corpse and I was all over them. I tore a man's throat out with my canines tasting his warm blood as his neck snapped from the force of my attack. The other men around me died quickly and as easily as lambs at slaughter. The five men at my feet were bloody rags when I hurtled into the next pod of gunmen.

Gunfire broke out from the remaining men. Some bullets found their marks while others found the gunmen's own team. Tera and Lori went down as bullets tore into their flesh.

Jack had killed half a dozen men before several bullets struck him in the chest. The other members of Jack's family were beginning to rise from the seemingly dead to meet the threat. The gunmen were shooting into them again to keep them down. They were losing ground until Jack went down in a hail of bullets. The girls had taken heavy fire and had fallen as well fighting now just to live.

Steve was in the center of the gunman and he was taking heads. The strength and speed of his blows would simply tear off a head leaving a blood spurting, headless corpse to fall and empty it's life onto the bodies of the dead around him. We were both wading in corpses as we worked towards our usual meeting place, somewhere in the middle.

The people who had been shot in the house were running out and joining the battle. They attacked with the anger of having been cowardly shot without warning. Active werewolves were beginning to outnumber gunmen and the party had turned into a second bloodbath. The dwindling number of gunmen who could, decided to escape rather than fight.

Six gunmen broke and ran and were chased by even more werewolves. It was not going to be fair, but then, they understood about being unfair. They had attacked a group of unarmed people with the intent to murder every man and woman there.

David came out of the woods only a few moments later dragging a screaming, unarmed man who was still very much alive. Jim returned on his heels with a human rag doll in tow. Of the six men who went into the woods, six were returned alive. Some screaming, others were unconscious, but all of them were alive.

They were brought into the center of the now fully active, pissed off group of beasts they had tried to kill. They were sat down to be judged, after they had spilled their guts. One who had been screaming constantly did just that. David was tired of hearing him and tore his abdomen open and handed him his intestines. The others were much more complacent after that.

I let them witness my change back to human form and their terror was renewed. Human form is just much more conducive to communication. I picked a quiet prisoner, one who seemed sane and said," We need to have a talk."

"El Diablo! El Diablo!", the man wet his pants as he stammered to his amigos.

"Yeah, I'm the Devil. That's just some of the good news. The rest is that you can answer my questions and die quickly, or you can piss me off and die slow. Those are your choices. So, how did you track me and who the fuck else knows where I am?"

"We tracked the money. There's a transmitter in a bundle of money. My boss is here with me. He will know who knows you are here.", the gunman spilled his guts and I snapped his neck as quickly and painlessly as any of these shits were going to die and let him drop in his tracks.

"Who is the boss?", only one man didn't give me an answer. He was the one everybody else was pointing at.

"Tell me who else knows and you will die quickly. Lie to me and I will hunt down your entire family."

"I am a dead man either way, so, fuck you gringo."

"Kill a man slowly.", I said. Steve snatched up a gunman and took him kicking and screaming around the corner of the house.

During the next several minutes we were all blessed with the sounds of a man dying in unimaginable agony. The sounds stopped abruptly as Steve's howl mixed with insane laughter. He returned smiling, if a werewolf can smile. He mostly just showed a lot of teeth with blood dripping from them.

The remaining men started shouting information. They named the boss as Julio Adame. He was Ramon's brother, and Ramon's source of cocaine from Columbia. He was also the big boss, here on a personal vendetta to kill the men who had taken Ramon back to jail and killed so many of his men.

I sent Jim and three other men to search for the vehicles that had brought these murderers to Jack's home. We waited until they returned driving two vans, each with a dead man in the back. The drivers had been waiting for the return of the assassins with the engines running and had missed their chance to leave before they were killed.

During this time the girls had risen from their sleep-like state completely healed and angry. The girls shed their beast form and joined us around the prisoners, most of which were praying, more earnestly, with each resurrection.

Jack had taken more fire than anyone and was longer to recover. He did rise, covered in blood, and paced and waited. He was to angry to be within reach of the men who had attacked his home. The sight of him stalking back and forth drove one man to insanity. He screamed and babbled loosing control of his bowels. Steve snapped his neck and tossed him aside like garbage.

Julio cursed him under his breath and spat to rid himself of the bad taste of saying his cowardly name. He glared at me and cursed me as the last of his victims joined us to stand in judgement around him.

Julio was found to be the beginning and the end. The remainder of his men died quickly adding to the blood that ran into the pool. We kept Julio Adame alive however, to allow Jack time to recover his composer well enough to deal with this man himself.

Julio died slowly, lasting until almost sunrise as every inch of his skin was slowly ripped by Jack's claws. Julio died the death of a thousand cuts. His bleeding was what ended his torture. When he passed out from blood loss and couldn't be revived Jack was satisfied and tore his heart out.

Twenty-five heavily armed men had attacked the haven. They had all died violently in the failed attempt. On Jack's instruction we tossed all the bodies and gore into the pool. Jim busied himself by hosing the blood off the decks and patio and into the pool as the water in the pool itself was pumped out.

David was sent to the barn to bring a trailer containing fuel barrels. When the pool was empty he poured one barrel into the pool and set fire to the remains of the South Americans.

By morning the last of the fuel had been used and the bodies had been reduced to ashes and bone. Water was mixed with the ashes and drained a second time ridding us of all but the smallest traces that were vacuumed into the filter. The bones were ran through a wood chipper and collected in a empty fuel barrel for disbursement over Jack's ranch. By lunch there was no sign that anything had ever happened except that Jack's pool and home needed some repairs.

The vans were cleaned, then impounded as abandoned. Jack, being the Sheriff, would auction them off later to support his department's efforts. Tera saw to the elimination of any evidence that would connect us to mass murder if there was an outside investigation.

The transmitter in the money was found and kept. Jack wouldn't let it be destroyed. He wanted anyone who was tracking it to come and get it, this time with us prepared to greet them. He wanted to meet the bastards who would go where twenty-five had failed.

People slowly returned to their normal lives and activities. Everyone that remained watched the tree lines and brush as they went about their business. Time passed and with each day we all relaxed a little more. After almost a week Jack proclaimed the threat passed and ordered the repairs to his home.

Jack never blamed anyone for the trouble that had followed us to his house. After it was quiet for a while, he came to Steve and I and suggested that we be more discreet if we were going to hunt the most wanted men in the country.

We left Nikki and Jack swimming in his newly refurbished pool and headed back to our home in East Texas. It was a welcome drive. Tera and Lori kept the conversation going by talking about the baby and the new spring crop of colts.

Our young neighbor, who had agreed to tend our stock during our absence, was glad to see us return and asked when the next party would be. I expect promises had been made that he was eager to see fulfilled.

Lori and Tera looked at his shirtless, hard-body and greedily licked their lips. Steve and I looked at them and just shook our heads as Lori replied," Come by this evening and we'll talk about it."

EPILOGUE

A year has passed and Tera has had the baby. We named him Chris. He was born a werewolf and has been protected and raised by all of us. Lori loves them both, and Chris may as well have come from her own womb.

Jack is running for mayor and endorsing David as sheriff. The election will be a sure thing, they are running unopposed. The rest of his family are likewise prospering and becoming more influential.

Steve has taken Sharon, the petite girl from my promotion party, for his mate. She accepted the gift knowingly and is fitting in well. She didn't believe in werewolves at first, until we showed her the truth.

A number of wanted men haven't believed what they've seen with their own eyes. Believing the impossible is a hard thing to do. Sometimes the only proof you get, comes to late.