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Chapter 19
After a quick shower to rinse all the blood from our bodies, Justin and I silently walked up the stairs, both of us still naked. As we entered the kitchen Bryce's lip curled up above his teeth in aggravation of the pack seeing me naked. The little growl he let out was nearly too quiet for even my newly improved hearing to pick up. I was too fatigued at the moment to care. The entire pack had already seen me naked multiple times at this point.
"So..." Bryce began uncertainly, looking over the group. "I guess it's time to talk about Tom..."
Everyone just stared at him expectantly.
"Not many people with his type of alluring scent survive the turning." He started softly. This was news to me!
"Actually... I haven't heard of any who have." He amended.
`Well fuck.' I thought to myself, shocked at this revelation and slightly scared.
"When I talked about it with Alpha Johnson after our visit, he mentioned that there could be certain... Side effects. He's an old wolf. Hundreds of years old. He said when he was first turned there were stories of a wolf with the irresistible alluring scent. That wolf was as strong as an alpha from his very first turn. He said that there were stories that the alluring wolf's eyes glowed red."
All eyes turned to me.
"Tom." Bryce said softly. "I think you're like that wolf. You are incredibly strong. At least as strong as me if not stronger. Your eyes glow red when you're angry."
"What happened to this other wolf? Can I find him? Can he help me?" I asked, his somber, almost scared tone however, when speaking about this other wolf warned me the answer was probably not a good one.
"Johnson said that the other wolf like you was hunted down and killed by the vampires over a hundred years ago. He hasn't heard mention of one like you since." He replied bleakly. "I guess we know now why they've been following you."
"You seem to heal much faster than us as well." Justin added, looking down at my arms and chest. "By the time Bryce finished healing me you had stopped bleeding completely and only had red marks where I had clawed the hell out of your arms and chest. Without the assistance of an alpha, wounds as deep as those should have taken days if not longer to heal completely."
I looked down at my arms, there was no sign that I had ever been injured.
"Okay..." I said softly. "What does this mean?"
"It means we don't know what to expect from your wolf. You're powerful. And you've only just shifted for the first time. You'll only grow more powerful as you age, like any other shifter." Bryce said.
"I've read about the other wolf online. The one with red eyes." Zeke said quietly from one side of the group, nearly backing away when everyone's eyes turned to him. "It was just a conspiracy theory message board, so I didn't really think anything of it when I first read it. It was after I was first bitten and was looking for more information about shifters since I wasn't really comfortable asking."
Zeke fidgeted uncomfortably as he considered how to continue.
"I didn't believe it when I read it, especially once I got to know more wolves and none of them had red eyes." He continued, looking at me. "But the first time I saw Tom's eyes glow red it sparked the memory. I went back to read the post again after that, but it had been deleted. From what I remember it said the wolf with glowing red eyes would not only be unusually strong, stronger than any wolf, but would have other powers as well. It didn't mention what these other powers were."
"That's why you're so comfortable with him." Bryce said softly, looking Zeke in the eyes. "You know none of the rest of us could get through him. You know he could protect you from us."
Zeke just shrugged and nodded once before looking away shyly, his face blushing red.
"Why would Zeke be afraid of us? Other packs maybe yeah but not us." Justin said defensively.
"Just drop it." I growled out, my strangely deep voice resonating throughout the room.
"Anyway." Bryce said quickly, as if to avoid an argument. "We've seen what he can do. We know at least a little bit more about what he is. We know that the vampires for some reason want him dead. While vampires under one hundred years old are no match for most shifters, after their first century or two they become much harder to kill. Eventually they will stop sending fledglings out after him and will send hunters. We need to be ready. On top of that we still need to deal with Seth. I won't let that bastard live knowing what he did to our pack and our den."
"At least we've got the weapons now." Justin added after a moment.
"Right." Bryce said, getting back on track. "Everyone knows that we've bought a ton of guns. We will all be going out with Justin at least once a week to train with them in groups of two or three. No one is to go out alone and once trained no one is to go out unarmed."
"Yes Alpha." The group said as one.
"Alright then. Get back to whatever it was you were doing." Bryce said to the group before heading upstairs himself.
Seconds later it was only me and Zeke left in the kitchen. I was staring off into space thinking about the other red eyed wolf that came before me, wondering what it meant.
"When you challenge me, I'm going to forfeit the fight." Zeke said breaking me out of my thoughts.
"What?" I asked confused. "What fight?"
Zeke looked confused himself for a second, as if he couldn't comprehend why I'd ask, and added "I'm next in line in pack rank. You're going to challenge me for my spot." He said as if it were a foregone conclusion. "I'm just going to forfeit the fight."
"I'm not going to fight you dude." I said laughing, pulling him in for a one armed hug.
"What do you mean? Why not?" He asked, completely confused.
"I was already outside of the normal ranking structure as Bryce's... Whatever I am..." I said after a moment, not wanting to think about the conversation Bryce and I had still yet to have. "With this on top of it, I don't think a normal rank structure would ever work for me within any sane pack."
"Oh." Zeke just said simply. "I guess that makes sense."
I patted him on his back and turned to head back upstairs, intent to get answers from Bryce about what he and I were to each other. What `mate' meant to our wolves.
"Tom." Zeke said even more softly than ever before as I approached the staircase.
I stopped to turn and look at him. He hesitated for a moment, as if unsure of what he wanted to say.
"The post that I read..." He paused and whispered. "It called the red eyed wolf The Destroyer of Worlds."
Zeke turned and quickly walked out of the room and into the living room, leaving me alone to figure out whatever the hell that meant.
I'm not sure how long I stood there in the kitchen, unmoving. John walked in and startled me out of my thoughts and when I looked up to see him, it was already dark outside.
"Hey Tom." He said. "You OK?"
"Yeah." I said glumly, still bereft of answers. "I'm good."
"Don't let all of this crazy shit get down on you." He said, unaware that my thoughts had fixated on `The Destroyer of Worlds' and nothing else that had happened that day.
"You wouldn't believe what I'd give to be as strong as you or Bryce. You two are unstoppable." He added excitedly.
I just smiled at that.
"Even with the whole scent thing making guys chase you down? Guys wanting to hump you or kill you all the time?" I asked with a laugh.
"OK, I could probably do without that, yeah." He chuckled. "I can't wait to get to the shooting range with Justin tomorrow."
"Have fun with it!" I said while turning and heading upstairs to find Bryce, and answers.
I walked through the open door and into the bedroom to find the room empty. The sound of the shower running in the attached bathroom drew my attention. I closed the bedroom door behind me and followed the sound to the shower, undressing along the way before stepping in the large cubical with Bryce.
"Hey sexy." He said turning to me as soon as I opened the shower door.
"Hey yourself." I responded, running my hand down his toned wet chest and abs and eventually down to his cock.
He leaned down and kissed me on the lips. The kiss quickly grew in intensity and Bryce took my mouth with his, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth and swirling with mine. Both of our tongues were fighting for dominance as we wrapped our arms around one another. Our bodies ground against each other as our hard cocks throbbed between our bodies.
We pulled back gasping for air and I looked into his eyes, once again noticing their golden glow. Without breaking eye contact I reached down and took his cock into my hand and slowly began to stroke him from hilt to tip.
"You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen." He said, eyes boring into my soul.
I turned around, attempting to keep eye contact as I backed into him, my ass squeezing his cock between my cheeks. Bryce's eyes rolled in the back of his head as he moaned and grabbed my hips before leaning in for another kiss, forcing my head sideways to be more assessable at the angle we were embraced.
"I'm going to fuck you right here." He growled out as he reached between us and rubbed his cock around between my legs, brushing under my balls before coming back again a little higher.
"Lube!?" I gasped out in question between kisses as I felt the tip of his cock begin to stretch my tight hole.
"Precum is good enough." He grunted as he slowly continued to enter me, pushing my head to the shower wall with one hand and guiding his cock with the other.
"Oh fuck!" I whimpered and tried to squirm while pulling my body as close to the wall as I could get to have just a little more time before he continued to push into me.
After a moment my body was flush with the shower wall. I had no more room to escape from his thick cock as it stretched my hole with nothing but his copious precum for lube. My hands scrambled for purchase on the steam slick tile as I attempted to hold myself up. After a few moments Bryce's arms were wrapped around me holding me up as he continued to push himself into me.
"I've got you, mate." He said into my ear before licking, nibbling, and sucking on my neck.
I moaned out as Bryce ground my cock against the tile, his thick cock pulsing deep inside me with every beat of his heart, eventually bottoming out when I could feel his pubes against my ass. Slowly he began to pull back before slamming back into my hole all at once and eliciting a sharp yelp from me in surprise.
"Mine." He growled deeply as he began to pick up the pace once I was sufficiently stretched.
Bryce sucked and chewed on my shoulder harder now, leaving bruises and hickeys as he loudly slammed into my hole causing me to moan loudly every time he slammed into me.
"Please... Bryce... Please..." I panted, attempting to speak through the thrusts, unsure rather I wanted him to stop or if I wanted more.
"Faster!" I eventually gasped out as he repeatedly hit my prostate over and over. It was like he had perfect aim. "I gonna shoot soon!"
Suddenly Bryce's mouth was right next to my ear again as he continued to thrust into me.
"Cum for me, mate." He said sultrily.
I moaned loudly as my cock painted the tile wall with my cum, causing my hole to squeeze tight around Bryce's cock each time I fired a shot. He roared and I felt his cock swell even more before his massive load began to fill my hole. It felt like his cum was superheated, it filled me and made me even warmer from the inside.
We both leaned forward, me against the wall and Bryce against my back. We were panting and trying to catch our breath as we came down from the experience. After a few moments I shivered, the water having long since gone cold but only just now being noticed.
"Let's get you out of here and get dry." Bryce said as he turned off the water. Bryce had to hold me up as he directed me out of the shower.
"Don't think I can stand on my own." I whimpered out as my wobbly legs were too weak to support my body.
"Lean against the wall while I towel you off." He said with a cocky grin.
Bryce rubbed the soft towel all over my body, taking care to get my hair dry as well before drying himself off. After we were both dry he took me in his arms, lifting me up and carried me into the bedroom before finally depositing me gently on the bed.
"God that was amazing." I groaned as I managed to limply wiggle my way under the sheets while still feeling like I had absolutely no solid bones in my body.
Bryce just gave me a content rumble as he curled up next to me in the bed.
After a few more minutes my brain finally began to work again after the massive overload of sensory input.
"So..." I began, finally remembering what I had meant to talk with him about so many times over the past week. "What's this mate business?"
Bryce's pushed up on one elbow, facing me in the bed. As he thought over his answer he idly rubbed his fingers through the light fuzz on my chest with his free hand.
"When it comes to shifters, mates are said to be the other half of our soul. It's very rare for a wolf to find his mate. As you know already, women can't be shifters, and while most guys eventually learn to bend and at least be bisexual, not all do. But to have a true mate, it's said to be a magical feeling." Bryce explained. "It's said that mates can share energy. When one is an alpha and the other isn't, usually it results in increased strength, stamina, and abilities for the mate. I'm not sure what would happen with us though... I'm already an alpha, and you're.... unique."
"When I first shifted to my wolf in the clearing, my wolf was screaming `Mate' over and over in my head when we looked at you." I told Bryce.
"Mine has been doing that since the day I first came across you." Bryce said. "He's been begging for me to cement the bond since even before your first shift."
"What do you mean cement the bond?" I asked.
"Finding one's mate is so rare, there is very little I've been able to find out from those I'm willing to discuss it with. Shifters don't have any centralized government or knowledge storehouse to go to for information." Bryce said softly. "Every time I'm near your neck, though, my wolf claws at my brain urging me to bite you. At first I thought he wanted me to turn you, but since you've already been turned, it must be part of the mate bond."
"I've had a similar urge." I confessed quietly. "I was starting to think my wolf was just bloodthirsty and wanted to hurt you as sure as fuck you though... You know how I am about this stuff."
"We'll figure it out together." Bryce told me, planting a soft kiss on my lips, and prompting me to roll over on top of him.
Releasing from the kiss, I laid my head down on his chest and wrapped my arms around his strong muscled body.
"Together." I said as my eyes closed and I drifted off to sleep.
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