Disclaimer / Warnings: If you are reading this, it means you simply choose to and you won't care even if you are below 18. Laws in my country forbids `mating' by the same-sex and yet I'm writing lol. I would appreciate of course if you do not duplicate this story elsewhere nor use it for any commercial purpose without my consent.
Apologise for the delay for this update. I was having slight depression. Must be due to stress and weather. Don't worry, I'm feeling much better. Some of you asked me if I'm like Justin. The truth is, I'm both Zac and Justin (yeah, I must have fuck myself up real bad... lol). OK, jokes aside, I believe we have our own moment of weakness, and most of the time the knight in shining armour didn't appear to save the day. In fact, if we looked back, we were often our own saviour. I always believed in lending a helping hand if it's within my mean. Even though our knight didn't appear, but what's stopping us from being the knight ourselves? Still, to fulfill our needs and desires, I created Zac. And a knight must always battle dragons to save the princess, right? Please don't blame me for placing so many obstacles for Zac. Have faith in him, just as I hope you can have faith in yourself.
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Lastly, names of any characters &/or places are purely fictional. Any resemblances you find are purely coincidental.
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Ancient Wolf
Previously in Ancient Wolf: Zac came up with training programme for the pack. Justin broke down upon hearing news of Dave's death.
Chapter Eight
I would be in a total lost if not for Zac and the pack. A simple funeral was held and paperwork with the lawyer was done in a couple of days. I could never really hate my dad after knowing he loved me. If only he had been honest and upfront with his feelings, the outcome would have been very different.
Zac was stepping up training with the guys while I kept myself busy in the kitchen. Things were slowly getting back to normal. 7 days to go before the start of the first match. Zac would then have to fight the week after. But I thanked mother that we were not the first team, which should give us more time to prepare while allowing the pack to observe the first 2 matches. Alpha Jon spoke with us last night over dinner. He told us that much documentation had been lost and whatever we heard from Prime Alpha Vic was about all he knew as well. Regardless, Jon gave the pack some ideas on the combat/abilities level of competitors we could expect.
The only piece of good news - All current (or retired) Alphas as well as those with mates would not be allowed to compete. However, we would be expecting many next Alphas in-line, like Zac. All Alphas and Alphas to be, would have powerful abilities due to their bloodline. Some `magical' abilities like telekinetic, summoning of fireballs or thunder are just some of the more common ones displayed and known. Zac must have read my mind, he simply placed his hand on my shoulder telling me subtlely to have faith in him.
That night we rested early and Zac decided to give the pack time off the next day. We cuddled ourselves to sleep without engaging in any sexual activities. It was good though, feeling his warmth and listening to his snoring, I closed my eyes and slept.
It was dawn when I woke, and Zac being a light sleeper stirred.
"Baby, it's Sunday. Why don't you rest a while longer?"
"I'm used to it, and I can take this time to make you breakfast."
"Hmm,... if you insist on making breakfast for me, let me have you NOW..."
Without warning, Zac flipped me over and soon we both had our fill of `juice' for breakfast. Zac hugged on to me tight as he dozed off again. I was not given a choice but to submit and rest further.
In the morning, after some actual breakfast, Zac showed me around the pack's territory. We took a stroll in the woods and came to a small lake. The water is clear, and it would have been impossible to find it if Zac had not shown me the way. The lake was very well hidden by the hills and woods.
"Let's come back here and swim during summer. It's too cold to swim now and won't want you to catch a chill."
The weather is getting chilly as it's nearing December. Though Zac being a werewolf was not afraid of the cold, he remembered that I was still human and took every precaution necessary to protect me. Actions spoke louder than words, and I knew Zac loved me from the bottom of his heart,
Just as we were leaving, Zac stopped in his track, pulled me closer to him while he sniffed the air anxiously.
"What's wrong Zac?"
"It's nothing, I thought I smelled intruder. Come on, let's go." Placing his big furry arm around me, we walked back to the house.
(The person who was hiding in the shadows thought "Hmm, that pup is a telepath and alert.")
Back in the house, Zac brought me to the pack's spa facility. The spa was on the ground level located at the back of the house. It seemed more like an added structure as an add-on building attached to the main one. Opening the doors, we were greeted by a few other pack members, who quickly got up and left. I was sure Zac wanted us to be alone.
Within the building was a huge jacuzzi, one-quarter the size of a normal swimming pool. At the far end of the pool there was a steam room and a sauna. After we undressed and placed our clothes by the side, we hopped into the jacuzzi making huge splashes as we entered. The water was warm and I felt so relaxed with jets of water hitting my back like a gentle massage. Zac was enjoying it too as his eyes was shut and as he let out a sigh of relieve.
Even though I got to see Zac naked all the time, I still couldn't peel my eyes off him. His blonde hair cropped neatly, almost too nerdy for his style. If he put on a pair of spectacles, I'd say he looked at Clark Kent. Well, he's definitely my superman. Watching his chest heaving as he breathed with water flowing down his chiseled body, it was like watching greek god in porn. Needless to say, I was spotting the hardest erection under water. I found myself aroused most of the time when he was close and Zac could always sense it.
With his eyes still closed, he reached out and pulled me over and had me facing him, straddling his lap. His dick was attempting entry as it probed my ass. The warm water relaxed my muscle and his dick slipped in my ass easily. It was my first time being fucked in water and to be honest, uncomfortable. As his dick slided into me, water gushed in as well. I could almost feel my intestine expanding under the assault of dick and water.
"Arrgh baby, I'm gonna shoot! *Grrr" Zac grunted as he spewed his hot spunk into me.
As his dick throbbed and pulsed, I shot my load at his chest, coating his fur. It was a good thing I washed myself thoroughly this morning, else it would be the most embarrassing moment of my life! I refused to even describe how it all ended and I made Zac sweared never bring this up again. That night, we slept early since we would be going back to school the next day.
Ever since I moved in with Zac, my morning ritual would always be waking up at 5am, proceeded by cooking breakfast, make love, reheat breakfast, and enjoying breakfast together. This repeated pattern or ritual gave me a sense of belonging, a sense of security. If I could I would follow this till the end of days. Yet deep down, I knew change is the only constant. The days I had with Zac shall be etched in my soul till eternity.
In school, I was busy catching up with my classmates when Mrs Hunt walked in with a pale looking boy beside her.
"Class. Your attention please." Mrs Hunt said as she tapped her ruler on the desk.
"We have a transfer today." She motioned the boy to step forward.
"Hello. My name is Cid Campbell. I'm new to school, but I hope I'll get to know all of you soon." Cid spoke in a charming voice.
In fact, everyone was so mesmerised by him (excluding Zac) that we all went gawking in silence.
It wasn't till he asked where he should be seated that the trance was broken. Apparently, the only empty seat left was to my left and Zac was feeling agitated.
"I don't like him a single bit!" Zac whispered.
"Calm down big guy. You're still the hottest to me."
"No, it's not that. I'll explain later."
Zac was very protective throughout the lessons and I was feeling very uneasy being sandwiched between the two of them. During lunch break we were about to leave for lunch when Cid approached me.
"Hey, can I join you guys for lunch?" Cid said as he placed his hand on my shoulder.
That triggered Zac off, and he threw a punch towards Cid. Instead of landing a punch in the face, Cid held Zac by the wrist. It `s impossible. No one had been able to dodge much less held Zac's punch. I knew then that Cid was no ordinary new kid on the block.
Cid flinged off Zac's arm and said, "Guess we'll do it another day then."
My gut feel told me that Cid meant no harm, so I quickly responded, "Cid, we're fine. Let's find a place and chat. Is that alright with you?"
"Of course. My pleasure." Cid was about to touch me, but Zac pulled me into him protectively, putting himself between me and Cid.
We walked to the quieter area of the school and sat under the shade facing each other. To break the ice, I was the first to speak.
"Who are you?" I questioned.
"A friend." Cid quipped.
"No, I mean..." before I could finish my sentence, Zac interrupted, "I couldn't read you. What are you?" Normal human beings would have quivered hearing Zac, but Cid was unmoved.
"A vampire. A rather young one for our kind though, I'm only 108 years old." Cid said nonchalantly.
"That explains. State your business." Zac demanded.
"My business are yours too." Cid replied as he rolled up his left sleeves showing the sign of fog-like image.
"That's great! We have a new member. Welcome to the pack." I said joyfully as I lift my hand offering a shake.
"Thanks." Cid said as he shook hands with me.
Then he offered his hands to Zac, "Truce."
"Come on Zac." and I pulled his hand to meet Cid's.
"I can see that both of you are not fully mated yet. And your ability has yet to awaken." Cid was referring to Zac.
"I'm the master of the mind, and I can help you."
Zac didn't answer. I knew he didn't trust Cid, but remembering mother's advice I said, "Zac. Please give it a try, I'm sure Cid meant well."
Zac was hesitant, but relented, "Fine."
"But I shall not help without reward."
"Yooouuuu....." Zac was brimming with anger and I'd better stop him soon.
"How can we reward your efforts?" I asked quickly.
"You see, vampires were another species created by Mayatitus. Our lifespan were stretched infinitely but at a price which I'm sure you are aware. We survive on blood. Blood contains energy remnants which in turn extends our lifespan on Earth. But unlike the folklores, we are not afraid of the sunlight, crucifix, garlics, etc. And most importantly, we don't kill those whom we feed on. They are like plants waiting for us to harvest. Those who were bitten won't change into a vampire, unless there's an exchange of blood and semen. Very similar to the werewolves mating process." Cid paused before he continued.
"Let me get to the point then. I need to feed from you, Justin. Only your blood will set me free from the daily feedings. In turn, I shall serve you till I died or when my service is required no more."
Before Zac had a chance to reject Cid, I replied "Deal."
"No, baby. What are you thinking. It's too dangerous."
"It's ok, Zac. I trust Cid. If he wanted to force his way through, he would have. Instead, he explained to us and gave us the choice. I've a very good judge of character you know." I winked at Zac.
"Erm, so do you wanna do it here?" directing my question at Cid.
"No. With your permission, I'll do so back in your house tonight. There are consequences and you'll be weakened. I wouldn't want to risk having you in a weakened state outside pack territory." Cid explained.
With everything out of our chest, the rest of the days went on more comfortably. Though it was obvious that Zac was still brooding about Cid drawing my blood.
Back at the pack house, we showed Cid to the guest room and invited him to join us for dinner at 7pm. After spending all my efforts reassuring Zac to agree with me, it was time for dinner. Dinner was stressful as Bart, Jerome and Rick all had their dagger eyes on Cid. I guessed Zac would have told them what happened. To give Cid some credit, even with all the tension, he was not the least affected. I would've peed in my pants if I had four imposing guys staring at me for an hour.
After dinner, Zac, Cid and I proceeded to the bedroom as discussed. I was asked to sit on the bed and make myself comfortable. To prevent Zac from jumping at Cid, I made him sit at the other side of the bed while I held on to his hand.
"May I?" Cid asked in that mesmerising voice again.
I nodded and tilted my head to the left exposing the right side of my neck. I chose the right side because the left side of my neck was marked when Zac first had sex with me.
Cid moved towards my neck and I could feel his sharp teeth breaking my skin. Instead of pain, I was feeling intense pleasure. It felt like the time when Zac making love to me. As I was lost for words, a groan left my mouth, "Ahhh"
A split second before Zac lost it and pounce on Cid, Cid pulled away.
"Thank you, Justin. You have my greatest gratitude." he bowed.
Then he turned towards Zac, "He will need to have sex after feeding, it's a side effect. Since he's your mate I shall leave him in your good hands." With that he left us and walked out of the room.
I felt like a bitch on heat and Zac was more than happy to give it to me. After all, he needed to place markings on me again. It's a wolf thing, but what's there to complain? I'm a happy man.
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Writer's note: Thank you guys and gals for the support. 5 members found, 2 more to go. Please be patient as I set the ground works necessary for my next plot.
I received an email from a happily married couple who were together for 42 years. I could feel the joy as he shared some pictures with me. All the best Ernie, and many many happy years to come.
I'm starting to miss some of you.... Especially those who had exchanged a few emails with me. I know you guys have your own life to live, but I just wanna make sure everything is ok. I would've sent you guys emails, but I just dared not risk it. So, just a simple note to say you're fine?
Great news! Someone has volunteered to be the editor of my story. That means less grammar mistakes and better readability in future.
Should you have any requests or suggestions, let me know. (I'll try but can't promise anything.) My timezone is GMT+8. I may not be able to reply immediately but I will surely reply ASAP. So keep the mails coming!
Till then. Cheers.