Eli thought at first that by calling Rhett’s wolf’s name, they had made a terrible mistake and killed the lycan prince instead of awakening him. The howl, once subdued, left Rhett unresponsive, as if that terrifying sound hadn’t torn from his chest, but someone else’s. Micah and Noel pulled back, hiding – unconsciously – behind Eli. For moments that seemed suspended outside of time, neither of them dared to breathe.
And then, Rhett’s chest heaved with a long inhalation. Eli made the mistake to smile and get near, only to witness a scene taken out of a horror movie. Then Rhett’s body jerked as if struck by lightning. A shudder rippled through him, throwing his entire body into convulsions that made Eli sick to the stomach. Bones cracked beneath Rhett’s skin, popping in sickening succession, and his back arched until Eli thought his spine might snap.
“The beast… the wolf…” Micah struggled to speak.
Eli wasn’t sure if his teeth were chattering or his new friends’. What had the book said about this? “The beast will wake up first--” he whispered.
He didn’t have time to finish his thought.
Rhett’s fingers curled in on themselves, claws bursting from his nails with a wet tearing sound. His shoulders started to thicken, swelling with tensioned muscles, and fur, dark and coarse erupted across his arms like the spread of wildfire. His jaw thrust forward, splitting into a muzzle with a guttural cry that became a howl rising into the night.
“Guys,” Noel said with urgency, “I think this is bad. This is really, really bad!”
Micah caught Eli’s arm, trying to pull him back, but Eli remained stuck in place, unable to move.
“Eli, come on,” Micah begged, “we wanted him to come back to life, and now he’s very much alive. But now we should run!”
“You go,” Eli mumbled. It wasn’t fear holding him in place, or better said, it wasn’t only fear doing that to him. “Go now, guys,” he urged them. “I can handle Rhett.”
The beast was slowly gaining consciousness, while until now he behaved like someone aroused from their sleep. His eyes, silver tinged with red, set on Eli with something Eli could only interpret as contempt. In the face of this beast, he was nothing but prey, but somehow, he was at peace with the thought.
“I mean it, guys,” he whispered harshly, without tearing his eyes off Rhett or whatever this creature living and breathing in his place was. “He won’t hurt me, because I’m bonded with him. I am his mate. But nothing stops him from considering you food.”
That seemed to have convinced Micah and Noel, although Micah still tried to pull Eli back to get him to go with them.
“I’ll be fine,” Eli said, his voice trembling just a smidge.
The monster now towered over him, his entire body covered with fur, his muzzle dripping saliva. Eli was, miraculously, still holding the book and he pressed it against his chest while he raised his eyes to meet that maddened stare.
***
Micah was running after Noel and stumbled from time to time because he kept throwing looks back, at Eli and whatever Rhett had become. The two remained there, in the middle of the field, unmoving, assessing each other.
“Noel,” he said breathlessly, “are you sure Eli’s going to be fine?”
Noel didn’t reply at first. He was definitely more athletic and capable of doing this running thing than Micah.
“We have no choice. We need to get Logan and Jack if we want to have the tiniest chance to go against that sort of thing.”
“He’s still human,” Micah protested, fighting hard to keep up. The building where the infirmary was housed seemed so far away, while his mind was struggling to cope with what it had just witnessed. “Right, Noel?”
“I have no idea,” Noel replied. He slowed down and took Micah’s hand to help him along. “But I know that Rhett is a lycan prince, no matter how crazy that sounds, and that he’s strong enough to turn us into minced meat. Also, Eli is his mate. I’m sure that not even in this state, he doesn’t forget that.”
Micah had to accept that explanation because there was no way they could help Eli against a beast of that caliber. Still, that didn’t mean he didn’t feel guilty. He felt plenty guilty.
The door to the building opened before them, and Jack appeared. His eyes set on Micah, and he snarled.
“What’s gotten into you, too?” Micah snapped. “Don’t tell me you’re going to turn into some crazy beast, too.”
Jack appeared momentarily too dumbfounded by Micah’s reaction, but he got a hold of himself fast.
“You, me, bond,” he growled.
“Oh, now you realized we should do that,” Micah said, ready to give Jack a talking down as he deserved.
“We don’t have time,” Noel said quickly. “We must help Eli and Rhett--”
Professor Hayes appeared in the door, as well. “Where are they?”
Micah turned at the same time as Noel, but he knew the answer, or better said the lack of it, before his eyes registered the stark reality.
The field was empty. Eli and Rhett were gone.
***
Eli wished he was braver than he looked; that had always been an ambition of his, and now all the so-called training he’d done for it should come in handy. The intense fire burning inside Rhett’s eyes – if he could still call this creature Rhett – pinned him in place. While holding on to the book, he lifted a trembling hand and hesitantly touched the dripping muzzle. To his surprise, the muzzle lowered.
He caressed it slowly. “Rhett,” he whispered, “I know you’re in there, or that you are also this… wolf. So please, don’t eat me, okay?”
A growl emerged from the beast’s chest. Eli sucked in a breath. “I know the answers to whatever is happening must be in this book, but I need a place where I can read it, okay? I also must protect you, because no one knows right now where the vampire is. He must be searching for you, and I have no idea what he wants with you, but it’s definitely bad.”
The beast snapped his head to one side, and Eli thought he was done for, only that he understood quickly that Rhett had only done that because his ears had caught something. Rhett fell on all fours and began marching towards the darkness stretching behind them. Eli threw one look at Micah and Noel, who were running toward the infirmary building. Maybe with the help of Professor Hayes and Jack—
No, he didn’t have time for that. Rhett continued his march into the darkness, so Eli decided on the spot that he wouldn’t be a coward starting today. Gripping the book until his fingers turned numb, he rushed after Rhett.
***
“Oh, damn,” Micah moaned, “do you guys think that thing Rhett turned into ate Eli? I will never forgive myself because we ran and left him alone.”
Professor Hayes was scanning the field with his eyes. He seemed as bewildered by the whole thing as Micah was. That meant that he was still human, and that was a relief in itself.
“Should we go after them?” Noel asked. “Although we have no idea where they went.”
“So you don’t think that beast ate Eli?” Micah insisted.
Noel gave him a thoughtful look. “Eli is Rhett’s mate now. I doubt that his beast would be this hungry. Or ask your own lycan,” he added, gesturing at Jack. “Would he eat you if he were hungry enough?”
“I’d eat him out,” Jack replied. “I’m going to eat his ass right now.”
Micah had no idea he could still feel ashamed or at least embarrassed, but Jack’s direct confession made him cringe hard.
“Shut up,” he murmured. “You went and fucked that vampire, because his asshole seemed tighter, didn’t you?”
Jack showed his teeth in a snarl. He was not a beast, not like Rhett had turned into, but his instincts obviously got the better of him. He grabbed Micah and pulled him close. “I must mount you, bitch, and give you the bite.”
“Hey,” Micah protested meekly, “not in front of other people, what the hell, Jack?”
Noel sighed. “I think it can’t be helped, Micah. Logan here has taught us all year about reining in our instincts and desires, and he couldn’t fight it when the howling gene or whatever got hold of him. I’ll go with Logan to search for Eli and Rhett. You two stay here and… you know, do your thing,” he added quickly.
“I must agree,” Professor Hayes said. “We have secured the others for now. They are not the only ones, so be on guard. The bite is necessary, Micah,” he added in a kind voice. “I know you boys didn’t plan on spending the summer like this, but we must make the best out of this situation. Come, Noel. You will have to tell me exactly what happened.”
Micah knew that any protests he might have would fall on deaf ears, because Professor Hayes and Noel were stealing across the field now, leaving them behind.
Which meant that he was now alone again with Jack.
“That vampire fucked me,” Micah blurted out, while facing his lycan.
Jack might not be a beast like Rhett now, but he definitely looked wolfish while getting near Micah. His large cock was swinging between his legs. The guy didn’t even notice, that focused he was on his prey.
“And I fucked him to teach him a lesson,” Jack said.
“Oh yeah?” Micah asked.
He didn’t manage to say more because Jack pushed him to the ground, making him spread his legs. In all the craziness, Micah had completely forgotten he was naked. And now, Jack’s cock went for his ass in one fell swoop.
He grunted in surprise as his asshole proved to be slick enough to allow the whole length of Jack’s cock to enter him.
“You jerk,” he mumbled. “Do you always have to fuck me when you feel like it?”
“I feel like it all the time,” Jack replied, humping Micah fast. “Now, bitch, turn your head to the side and let him get a good look at your shoulder.”
“Do you expect me to make it easy for you?” Micah couldn’t say why the perspective of getting the bite scared him now. It hadn’t before when he got mad because he seemed to be the only bitch in the group without it. Well, scared was a big word. He wasn’t exactly scared, but reluctant. What did it mean to bond and whatever?
Was that going to turn him into a mindless slut that wanted nothing else but to get nailed every waking moment? Micah wasn’t so sure he wanted that. Professor Hayes had said that the bite was necessary, but it was easy for him to say that since he was the one doing the fucking and the biting and all that.
He slid from underneath Jack, taking advantage that his ass was so loose. Rolling on his belly, he started to crawl away from the danger of getting hooked on lycan cock forever. He didn’t even know where he planned to go, but he needed to keep Jack’s sharp fangs away from his shoulder.
Obviously, his plans were fueled by foolishness because Jack laughed and reached him quickly. In a split second, the lycan was all over him again and back inside his ass.
“You are a feisty bitch,” Jack praised him. “You love sucking my cock and when I fuck you, your ass turns inside out with how many times you cum, but you still like putting up a fight. It works for me. Damn, you’re so tasty.”
Micah moaned as Jack licked and bit his shoulder playfully. Fuck, it was going to happen. He was going to get turned into a cock-loving bitch—
Wait a minute. He was already a cock-loving bitch. The thought struck him as funny, but he couldn’t laugh with that thick large rod inside his ass, pumping him full with jizz again. If Jack planned to prepare him for the bite by giving him mind blowing orgasms, it was working.
He no longer cared that he was a bitch. He was grunting and moaning, pushing his ass back to get more cock, while his ass didn’t care in the least that it was getting hammered into oblivion.
“Ask for my bite,” Jack growled in Micah’s ear. “Let me hear you, bitch. Your ass is everything. I’m going to breed you with all my cum. Fuck, here comes another spurt. You fucking deserve it, you awesome bitch.”
Jack was true to his words. Micah wasn’t sure how his ass could handle that much. But his inside surely had become pretty adjustable, seeing how large Jack’s knot was. The thing was getting bigger and bigger, while Jack still teased him by grazing his skin with his fangs, without going in.
“Give it to me, dammit,” he grunted. “Give me your bite, and turn me into your bitch forever.”
It looked that was all Jack needed to get going. Micah felt the fangs dipping into his skin and thought Jack wasn’t going to go through with it, but his worries lasted little. He howled as pain shot through him. At first, he thought he would go into shock from having his flesh torn by the strong fangs digging into him.
It only took a moment for pain to turn into mind blowing pleasure. Micah thought his entire body was cumming, not just his dick, and his mind fell into a sea of endorphins. The bite was or wasn’t necessary; it didn’t matter now.
What mattered was that Micah had the best orgasm in his life, and he’d had around a few dozens of those from the start of this crazy adventures with lycans and whatnot.
Jack held his fangs in, while his tongue lapped gently at Micah’s shoulder. And his knot kept growing bigger, and bigger, and bigger.
tbc
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