The Salvatore Saga, Part Four: My new Life

After completing the treasure hunt, our next task was teaching the cubs about the layout of the house and how to remember directions.

Damon asked me, "You've only taught them the four main directions, right? East, west, north, south?"

I nodded and replied, "I have time to teach them more later. But for now, it's time for the lesson, followed by dinner, meet and greet, and then movie night."

Damon nodded and asked, "What is today's lesson about?"

I responded, "It's Magnum's turn to teach so that you can ask him."

Damon grunted and walked beside me as I went to my seat. Magnum took his place at the front of the classroom, waiting for everyone to settle down. Wulfe and Salvatores also took their seats, and Magnum began the lesson.

After about ten minutes, Damon noticed that Mimi was the one leading the discussion. Even though Magnum was supposed to be teaching about social skills and small talk, Mimi kept interrupting and taking over. Damon decided it was time to intervene. He took Mimi on his lap, physically stopping her from talking and allowing Magnum to continue his lesson. Now Magnum seemed unsure, as Mimi wasn't supporting him anymore.

It was important for all the cubs to learn how to interact with each other, so Damon pulled me onto his lap and used his hands to distract me. My focus shifted from the lesson to the pleasure Damon was giving me.

Interestingly, Number Two seemed jealous and wanted to be the one making me sigh. But Mariella went and sat on his lap, keeping his hands busy. The cubs smirked as they watched Mariella rubbing against him, clearly ready to be taken.

Rosie walked close to me as the lesson finally ended. She could smell the scent of my champagne strawberry perfume, and she was smiling. Rosie was like a mini version of me, and in her view, Damon should be with me, not Mariella.

I wasn't entirely sure what the night had in store for me, but I tried to stay focused and avoid any overly lustful thoughts. However, I couldn't resist teasing Damon by sending him images of the chastity belt we had discussed for Mariella.

He whispered in my mind, "Not for her, but for you, my love. So that no one else can have you but me. Only me."

I rolled my eyes. Salvatores had gone to make sure dinner was ready, and the cubs were getting ready to eat.

Damon wanted to go and check what they were eating, so he finally released his grip on me and went to the dining room to inspect the food. I continued to prepare the room for movie night, even though it was still hours away.

It wasn't too difficult, although my work was interrupted when number two handed me a specimen cup. It was time to provide a piss sample to ensure there were no lurking infections. I rolled my eyes but took the cup and went to donate the sample.

Number two had added something to my smoothies that increased my need to piss, so I had to pee frequently. Mariella was enthusiastically talking with Wulfe and Magnum, but I noticed them glancing at me.

The Salvatores were nearby, but the number one was glaring at them fiercely, preventing any of them from approaching me. I couldn't help but think to myself that, once again, I, the great Mimi Salvatore, had gotten caught up in this jealousy drama. However, I had a few tricks up my sleeve. Little did I know that using these tricks would actually have the opposite effect of what I had planned.

As the larger ones continued with their meal, I moved on to the smaller cubs and started to feed them. Feeding the smaller cubs was easy, as they had their bottles ready.

All I had to do was take a cub, scan the little code on its belly, and a feeding station would dispense its bottle. The cub would then be placed in the feeding station and it would drink from the bottle.

Thanks to magic and technology, the station would weigh the cub and send information to those who made the bottles. This way, they would know if the ratio of formula to bump needed to be adjusted. I wasn't sure if they were still using my milk for this purpose.

After a cub had finished feeding, a little spell would be cast to stimulate it to pee and poop. Then, it was ready to be gently placed back in the basket. Of course, I would murmur to them most of the time while I fed them. Wulfe and Magnum soon joined me.

Wulfe said, "Do you really have to do this, my unicorn? Salvatore doesn't react well when he finds out what you've done."

I turned to Wulfe and asked, "Would you like to switch, then? That's what will happen - Damon will introduce you to other females, and I'm not sure when you'll get to meet these guys again. Our system works. There's no need for him to interfere just because he realized his mistakes. If I can make this happen, he will soon go back to Mariella and start organizing things on that end."

Magnum shook his head and cautioned, "Don't be too sure. He can sense your pheromones and act accordingly."

I simply smiled, knowing it would be fine. It wasn't a difficult task at all, and I was here to ensure our plans went smoothly without Damon messing things up. We were just getting started.

After feeding the cubs, we moved on to the larger ones who had already eaten and were eager to go.

As they prepared themselves and looked at me, I opened the door and announced, "Today, we will take the south route. Now, which way is south?"

Jax came over and pointed, saying, "That way."

I nodded and replied, "Good. Let's go."

I led the way. Damon was now walking with Mariella. My subtle cocktail of pheromones was working as intended. I was determined, and as they say, once I gained enough momentum, I kept going. Snowball wasn't going to stop - my drive was too strong.

We had practiced the meet and greet routes extensively, following the book to teach the cubs patience and how to listen to the adults. It was amusing to me, as I was not the obedient one, at least not typically. But as long as I went along with our plan, no one would suffer - it would only benefit the pack.

At every crossing, I asked the cubs where to go next, gently reminding them. I still saw Mariella and Damon walking happily together. Good for them - they were the obedient ones.

And then, as we were almost there, I contacted Mimosa through our hive and asked, "Mimosa, are you in position? We are on our way."

She replied, "Yeah, we're waiting. Release the hounds!"

As we reached the stairs, which were quite long, it was a spectacle for others to see as my sea of cubs ran down them.

I whistled sharply to get everyone's attention and said, "Alright, it's time for..."

They all chimed in together, "Meet and Greet!"

I nodded and exclaimed, "Free!!!"

The cubs started running down the stairs, and it was a delight to watch. They weren't very big - they were about the size of five-week-old kittens, cubs and kits - so they were adorable as they descended the stairs at a moderate pace. I let them go first and then began making my way down the stairs myself.

 I walked slowly, and once again my twins, two fox kits called Mandy and Mindy, one peach-colored and one almost pink, had a hard time going down the stairs. They were so small. I looked at them and picked them up.

It was interesting to see that Damon had already gone down without even noticing them. I had noticed earlier that he tended to dismiss foxes easier than felines, and it was a shame because these were lovely little creatures.

Wulfe came next to me, reached over, and snatched Mindy, my pink kit, for himself. He kissed her tiny muzzle as they went down. Mindy was giggling in Wulfe's arms, and when he finally reached the end of the stairs, he let her go so she could run to the others too.

I was the last one to go down, and I let Mandy go as well. I walked lazily to meet the others, but I didn't get very far because Murdock was the first to reach me.

He wrapped himself around me, kissing me passionately. He was a good kisser, and it seemed that the heat and having cubs had really changed him. He loved to kiss me, and we kissed for a long time.

Damon seemed to notice this and had a disapproving frown on his face, but I was enjoying myself. Next, several Salvatores and others took turns kissing me. Colin was among them. Let's just say that my meet and greet was almost like this, lots of kissing.

The cubs were too excited to notice me kissing so many people, and I overheard them talking about Pokémon and other things. Sometimes we played games, like a version of Pokémon with the cubs directing us.

It was fun because they didn't see me as a very good player, and they watched as Magnum, Wulfe, or the Salvatores played since they were more skilled or followed the rules. But I had my own way of playing, and that was fine.

Finally, I managed to find my way to Mimosa and Shadow.

Mimosa looked at Damon number one and said to me, "I thought he was going to step it up. What did you do?"

I replied smugly, "I just preserved our status quo. There's no need to reinvent the wheel. Let him be with Mariella. I'm not going to insert myself into their relationship."

Shadow said, "You've got momentum going, right? Way to go."

I nodded and smiled. I was who I was, and I wasn't going to apologize for it, not one bit.

I said, "It's better this way. My life isn't a romance novel, especially not with Damon. I'm starting to see that my destiny lies with those other Salvatores. Have you already taught them well?"

Mimosa nodded and replied, "Everything is going according to plan. They are actually really nice guys once you get to know them, especially when Mariella or number one isn't constantly causing a commotion. They're able to be themselves, not just a version of Damon trying to please Mariella. Number four, in particular, is already quite independent from the hive. He's a strong creature, so be on the lookout."

I nodded and said, "Numbers two and three are amazing. I might choose both of them, along with Wulfe and Magnum."

We observed Wulfe, Magnum, Murdock, Colin, and others interacting with their cubs. It was a beautiful sight to witness. The cubs were running, playing, talking, and socializing. I felt satisfied that this time, Damon couldn't accuse me of keeping the cubs to myself and not allowing them to interact with others. I had changed, and Damon was no longer a threat to me.

Damon sighed, realizing that things were falling apart again. He tried to regain control, but what could he do? Mimi had orchestrated this situation. She was kissing almost everyone, and Mariella was once again in his arms.

Damon wondered, "Why? What the hell happened?"

Wulfe approached Damon and said, "As you can see, she's powerful. She's the true alpha of this pack. She manipulates you like a violin. Soon, you'll be under her control."

Damon questioned, "What are you talking about?"

Wulfe replied, "Ask yourself, what is Mimi's greatest weapon against you? Pheromones..."

Damon groaned, while Mariella frowned and asked, "So, what do you want to do, my love?"

Damon responded in a firm tone, "Enough. This is it. She has taught me yet another valuable lesson. The gloves are off now."

He was frustrated, unsure if it was his own weakness or oversight that had led to this situation. Mimi's smug arrogance as she conversed with the wolves made it clear that they were involved as well.

Damon told Mariella, "Start making a rotation list, effective tomorrow. Those wolves need a reality check about who's in charge here."

His expression turned cruel. It was time to bring Mimi down from her high horse and show the pack that he was the true leader, not her. He would have to be at the top of his game, always on his toes, in order to keep her under control until his dominance over her was firmly established. He was more than ready for this challenge.