Disillusioned with society, Kevin escapes to remote Alaska and is unwittingly turned into a werewolf by the resident pack. He runs beside Joel, the were who took him in, and the mate his wolf spirit is drawn to. Things look to be glorious in his new life, until the alpha perceives a threat to his power.
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The night should have been completely black to
me. There were just a few stars and
hardly any moon, but I saw the snow we were running on as a bluish gray, and
other shapes, like alders or hills, appeared in the darkness just when I needed
to see them. My wolf eyes were like the
visors of some strange 3D reality video game.
I was sure of every stride my fast legs were taking—even though the
faint light shouldn’t have allowed it.
Joel ran at my shoulder. We were nearly at the tail-end of the
pack. I knew it was a demotion for him
to lag so far behind. As the newest
member I should have been the lowest ranking.
I wasn’t though. Shortly after we
started running I realized a black-furred omega was following a short distance
behind us.
I had a lot of natural instinct ruling my muscles and
mind. If we were running in human form I
might have wanted to ask why this guy was lagging even further behind than
me. As a wolf I didn’t need to ask. I knew he’d fallen out of favor with the
group for some reason or another—possibly one that was never even stated in
human form. I knew I was higher than him
and it would disrupt the pack order to reach out to the guy. I’d follow the lead of my mate, my superior,
Joel. His beautiful silhouette ran
beside me without a backward glance toward our ‘friend.’
Joel and I had an easy vibe going between us, one of
friendship, but also a crazy kind of magnetism.
We needed to be near each other.
Flesh to flesh or fur to fur. I
didn’t have much of a connection with the rest of the pack yet. Joel’s confident stride kept me from worrying
about that. He’d brought me in. He’d take care of me. This made me warm inside, despite the cold.
The run ended at an abandoned bear den with enough
matted grey fur inside to tell me this was where they usually stayed. The alpha stood outside, not meeting any of
our eyes as we dog-piled in. All of us
except for the omega. He was gone now,
and I sensed the alpha was making sure he didn’t dare try to bed with us. I started to feel sorry for the guy. Inside was the dense heat of ten furred
bodies huddled together. Outside was
below zero.
I was pinned between Joel and the back earthen wall. Our wolf bodies smooshed together perfectly. There didn’t seem any position that could be
uncomfortable in this form.
Soon…probably too soon, I was fast asleep with my head resting on Joel’s
paws.
I hadn’t slept that good in years. Wolves don’t have insomnia, and none of the
thoughts that used to crowd my mind came to bother me. I was truly free. Even sleeping this way was freedom. I mean, I’d gone through a night of Alaskan
winter without burning a single piece of firewood. All those trappings of humanity were gone,
along with the pain balled up in my past.
I got a fluttery euphoria when I saw a sliver of sunshine peeking into
the den. What a wonderful fucking night
I’d had.
And what a wonderful new life.
Joel stirred beside me. He leaned his back against the wall and
turned into a human. Seeing his bright
white flesh in the dimness of the den made my ears perk. I sat up and transformed also. Yes, we were naked, but the furred bodies of
the others still kept us warm enough.
Joel smiled with his yellow eyes twinkling. “You alright?” His shaggy long black hair gave him a wolfen
look, even in human form. I also noticed
how much larger he was than me. I don’t
think I could have touched my fingers around the wrists of his thick arms.
“I’m better than I’ve ever been my whole life.”
He laughed allowing me to see his pronounced
canines. “I know. You fell right into stride. I knew you would.”
Some of the others blinked awake near us, then turned
away.
“Today’s going to be a hunt. Hiram—that’s our boss man there—“ He nodded toward the alpha’s large sleeping
form. “He hasn’t said so, but we kind of
know these things. It’s time to
feast. Especially since we got a new
member.” He winked at me.
I cracked a smile, then said, “Are we going after the
moose?”
“Yeah, I smelled him too. But, nah.
They’re getting too scarce these days.
We’d get him if we were desperate, but there’s plenty of other game
right now. We’re going to chase after
the caribou. See if we can catch a
straggler or two. We do the hunt in wolf
form. Your muscles know what to do;
you’ll see when we get out there.”
I wet my lips in my mouth and nodded. His words rang true. I already felt the strong grip of instinct
when we were running. Still, I didn’t
want to fuck up. The last thing I wanted
was to end up ousted like the omega.
“Focus on corralling the one we target,” Joel
said. “You may get a good chance to
pounce on him, but don’t. The kill goes
to Hiram, or to the one he gives a nod to.
I’m thinking it might be me this time, you know? But, anyway, stick to nipping at its legs or
cordoning it off. Don’t go for the
kill.”
“Got it.”
Joel rubbed his hands over his bare shoulders. “That’s all I needed to tell you. I’m getting back in my fur.”
I clutched his thigh before he changed. “When are we going to get a chance to talk
again? I mean…really talk.”
Joel laughed softly.
He leaned over and gave me a soft kiss.
The heat of his mouth against mine, his moist breath—it made my belly do
a flip-flop.
“Talking’s for men,” he whispered. He swept a hand over the side of my face—down
to the valley of my collarbone. I got a
shiver.
“We don’t need that many words—do we?”
I swallowed a thick lump. He was right.
I knew what we both felt for each other—the trust that was there. Wanting to quantify things was a leftover
from my human insecurities. I was still
learning how to be a were, still trying to shed the remnants of that old life I
hated. I needed to get over myself and
just run with it. Run with them. Joel was a better teacher to me than he could
ever realize.
Hiram stood up on all four paws. I saw all the heads of the sleeping wolves
around me turn his way. Joel and I
quickly shifted back.
The alpha stretched while the others slowly rose. He went to a small-ish oil-black wolf and bit
his scruff. The wolf got up. Hiram squashed him back down and clamped his
teeth on a mouthful of the wolf’s scruff.
His beta whimpered in pain. Hiram’s
teeth weren’t puncturing him, but he was clamping enough flesh to make the
wolf’s shoulder’s look stretched.
I kept still, as the others did, while watching
this. Why was he punishing him? I don’t know.
I think this was the snide guy who voted for me not to be allowed in the
group. He appeared to be Hiram’s mate.
Finally, the big wolf let go and his beta’s tormented
withers sprang loose again. Hiram licked
the place he’d tortured long enough for the fur to get wet with saliva. The black wolf rested his head on his paws
with his eyes closed and his sides expanding with fast breaths. Without any pause, Hiram stopped licking and
ran out of the den. We all darted after
him.
Now, it’s clear that this pack lived more as animals
than men, and they were ruled by that animal instinct far more than I was. But still—what the fuck was that? It made no sense to my human or wolf
mind. Was this punishment for how he’d
rejected me? I didn’t think so because
the beta was so blasé in my cabin. He
spoke freely, without fear of any repercussions. I don’t think the guy was being
punished. This was just abuse.
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