---Zayne's POV---

I felt restless as Marcus walked me through the pack in wolf form., several of the wolves were giving me a stink eye. The smaller pups didn't seem to care as they rushed me, gnawing at my paws and trying to play with me.

A yip escaped me when one of the tiny ones managed to jump and catch my ear, growling as if he was tackling down the biggest prey ever. "Marcuss!" I whined as another one joined in, making the bigger wolf chuckle as he stepped over me.

"They're pups love, they wanna play." He chuckled as one of them pounced on his tail before being dragged along by Marcus. The brown fluffy thing growled and scratched at the floor but refused to let go while the rest of the tiny pups were mauling me.

"Ow! Hurts!"

Marcus glanced back before letting out a soft growl as his little drag along bit down too. I was surprised that he growled but then noticed that the pup seemed to tone it down on the biting and used less force.

So when another one of the pups bit me, I whined loudly, making it jump and release me instantly. "It's the biting inhibition. Pups learn from their nest mates or mother how hard they can bite. Squeal once and they know its too harsh. Growling works too."

I nodded and growled at the pup biting down on my ear as if it was a piece of meat, flashing my teeth hesitantly. The pup paused, wriggling on the spot as it wagged its tail before giving another hesitant tug. I didn't mind the pups playing or trying to nip, but those teeth are sharp as hell.

Luckily he got the message and backed off after a slobbery lick over my face. Huffing softly, I stood up and shook my fur out, losing several of the nippy pups in the process before I bounced over to Marcus.

The adolescent wolves seemed confused as they watched, as if they had expected Marcus to lash out or even bite at the youngsters. One of them slowly crept to the pups, carefully watched by Pack Law.

It was clear he was overwhelmed by the pups and jumped out of the way, growling warningly when they followed. They backed off, letting the teenager relax a bit before he tried again.

Things were very hesitant and I could see the wolf trying to hold back from biting a few times. It would take a long time before they would be able to act normally. Most of the teens were still very jittery, snarling and exploding in aggression out of nowhere.

I wasn't watching where I was going, so deep in thought that I bumped into another wolf. Sadly, it wasn't Marcus or any from Pack Law.

The relatively large grey wolf was eying me curiously, an angry leer in its eye as it stared down at me. My breath caught in my throat and instinctively, I made myself as small as possible, trembling violently.

Marcus was a few steps away but had no idea. I desperately wanted to call out to him, yip or even use our mental bond but I was petrified. Just as I started panting, the grey wolf stepped over and grabbed me by my scruff, making me squeak loudly.

"Marcus! No! Marcus!"

A roar filled the air and the grey wolf snarled back around the mouthful of fur as he held onto me, gentle yet possessive. Marcus snarled venomously, shifting back while his hands shook with fury.

"Release my mate, pup." He hissed, making the grey wolf snarl even louder before I was placed to the floor. I let out a relieved sigh and went to run towards my mate, only to yelp when a paw slammed down on my back before the wolf shifted as well.

"He's unclaimed."

Marcus' eyes narrowed, several wolves of pack law bounding over while the young man held me squished against the floor as he completed his shift. Seconds later, I was hauled into the air, one hand firmly on my scruff, the other holding my paws against my belly so I was forced to curl up in a submissive pose.

"He's my true mate, a claiming isn't needed." Marcus spoke through gritted teeth while eying me closely. I was shivering in the teens' hold, which was very gentle yet dominant. He held my back closely to his chest, releasing my scruff to capture my front legs in his hand.

"Do you have any proof of that? True mates or not, the bond hasn't been sealed. The Omega is fair game for any wolf out there." The teen replied smugly while a small crowd started to gather. "Besides, he was from our pack first. We have first rights to him."

"Rights?" Alpha Lee snarled, his anger barely held under control. I could feel the teenager shrug behind me before he said "Breeding rights. Only the strong get to breed, the weak are bred."

Several snarls echoed through the field but I wasn't really paying any attention to that. I was terrified, feeling my heart race in my chest. Plus, I was angry that in his little speech, this boy had managed to tell Marcus that he was weak.

"We don't do any of that, what Anton did was unnatural and goes against every law. Mates have an unique bond-" Lee started but the teen waved his hand, interrupting him, "Yeah, yeah, the overprotectiveness, need to be close at all times etc. I'm feeling all that, so doesn't that make me a potential mate too?"

I blinked at the statement, confused before I remembered Julia speaking about that, explaining that as Omega, I would make other wolves have the same feeling they'd have when meeting their mate. Just less intense.

But I could sense the air and knew a fight was brewing. If this teen didn't release me soon and backed off, Marcus' wolf would soon be pressed to defend himself, his mate and his true breeding rights.

So I did what my instincts were telling me to; I bit the teens hand and bolted towards my mate, sighing happily when I was instantly scooped in his arms.

The teen cursed but seemed mostly sad instead of angry, as if he truly believed I was his mate. Marcus sighed deeply, shaking his head before glancing at the Alphas that gathered.

"This pack needs a thorough rehabilitation and re-education. Not all wolves are able to contain themselves and will lash out. Its instinct." Marcus snarled once more at the teenager before turning on his heels.

---Marcus' POV---

It was hard to gain control over my wolf. After watching Zayne being snatched up by that boy, hearing the youngster wanting to claim my mate... My wolf was stressed, pacing back and forth, torn between the need to defend Zayne, watch our innocent mate grow and come to use himself...

And the need to claim. The deep need to have Zayne for myself, to show him what it truly meant to be mates. But he was so innocent; he didn't even know his own bodily and natural reaction so how could he be ready to be mated?

I felt his little tongue flicked over my throat, drawing my attention to him as he squirmed in my arms. He must've felt my obvious stress as I walked him back to the pack house, unknowingly tensing my arms.

To my surprise, Alpha Lee called my name before I could enter, making me pause so he could catch up. The questioning look in his eyes before they flitted to Zayne made me sigh deeply.

"Are you okay Marcus? I know what your wolf is going through..." He muttered, making me frown for a moment before I remembered that his own brother had once mentioned his interest in Lee's mate.

The men, teenagers back then, had gotten into a vicious fight, with Lee ending as the winner. His wolf had won the fight and he had dragged his mate off to their room, only coming out after several days of mating.

Lee had always felt guilty about acting out like that; even though Amanda had reassured him time and time again that she absolutely loved the attention.

I sighed deeply, rubbing through Zayne's fur before lowering him to the floor, watching him tilt his head curiously before he was mobbed by the packs' pups.

"You know I can't let my wolf win, Lee. Zayne doesn't....He's so innocent, too pure to dirty his mind with all this." I commented, slightly chuckling when I saw my mate paw his way out of the puppy pile, playfully running with a few pups chasing him.

Lee nodded slightly, keeping his voice low as he eyed Zayne as well. "I know Marcus, but your wolf will win the fight. You can't stop it, no matter how hard you fight the pull. You need to inform Zayne of everything entailed to mating-

"Already did." I cut him off before he could go into detail. I remember that morning all too well, Zayne waking up with morning wood, his innocent reactions, his need for me... "He was so confused and incredibly shy... I don't want to hurt him, Lee."

"I know that Marcus but if you don't do something, you will end up hurting him soon. Usually mates consummate within three days after meeting. Most do so the day they meet." Lee said seriously before glancing at me worriedly.

"Your wolf is going insane because even he has been holding back for Zayne's sake. It went against all instincts to claim and possess so Zayne would be ready. Now there's nothing holding him back... save for you Marcus."

"I can't just-"

"Then ask Marcus. Nobody knows if Zayne is ready beside Zayne himself. All you can do is ask. Even your own wolf won't do anything if Zayne says no.  It can't."

I sighed deeply, nodding before the Alpha let out a relieved breath.  It surprised me when he continued speaking, saying that the Quad Alphas were going to take care of this pack so we could all go home.

"Tell the others we're going back. And as soon as we're home, do take some private time with Zayne, Marcus. That's an order." Lee turned away after I nodded begrudgingly, leaving me to contact the rest of the pack.

After picking up Zayne, I looked around and found each of our pack members, informing them for the news. I was still looking for Greg and Seth when I walked into the kitchen, pausing just in the doorway.

"Okaaaaaay....didn't expect this to happen." I thought to myself as I realized I walked in on Greg and Seth making out heavily, Greg holding Seth pinned against the wall with his hips as Seth hopped up to wrap his legs around Greg.

I was about to back out the doorway when Terrance walked up behind me, got one look of the pair and whistled...quite loudly. "Get a room you two! We're going back home so you can fuck like bunnies there."

The pair instantly jumped apart, though Greg seemed reluctant to let a blushing Seth go completely. Seth just squirmed in Greg's hold until he was able to burry his face in Greg's chest while the man simply smiled.

"Fine, we'll be out in five. Now get." He added with a motion of his head towards the door and I rolled my eyes at Terrance's roaring laughter before he advised the pair in what positions to use.

"Mike, props to you for handling this baboon of a man. Respect buddy." I said as I walked past him on my way out of the house. He tilted an eyebrow before looking behind me, sighing deeply.

"Terrance and his sexual innuendos?"

I shrugged. "More like advice in how to do it." Mike flushed brightly before clearing his throat and face palmed. "That big dork." He cursed softly before running in the house, where we heard Greg's growing snarls and Terrance's vibrant laughter.

Shaking my head, I was ready to go home, feeling a sudden bout of nerves pop up when I realized I had to ask Zayne if he was ready to be claimed.

Hell, I hoped he was. I just had to cross my fingers and hope for the best.

So...I have a small question. What do you guys feel of a Mating Bite? I'm not so sure atm...