---Felix' POV---

Paws rushed through the forest, thudding sharply against the soil underneath, alerting me of the pack fast approaching. My ears perked up as I already spotted Milo peeking through the bushes, grinding to a halt the second he spotted me.

Water trickled down from my lips as I licked my muzzle, the little stream at my paws forgotten at the look of fear in Milo's eyes.

"What's wrong?" My head tilted, following his gaze but I didn't see anything different from a moment ago. The rest of the pack arrived as well, grinding to a halt and keeping to the background as Milo slowly approached.

"Felix! MILO! Are you both insane?!" Lee hoarsely whispered, eyes bulging out of their sockets as Milo steadily approached me, ears splayed back and head low before I trotted up to him and nuzzled my side.

"What? Him?" I turned around to look at the friend I made earlier. "He's friendly..."

Milo licked at my muzzle with a soft whimper, nostrils flaring constantly. I could sense his unease and judging by the huffed grunt behind us, so did my friend.

"I don't give a shit if it's fucking friendly. That's a fucking Grizzly, Felix!" Lee urged as the rest of the pack eyed the bear wearily, as if waiting for it to attack or something.

My head tilted to the side as I blinked, not understanding what the fuss was about. I had bumped into the bear earlier, not wanting to participate in the pack's hunt.

I knew we ate meat but I preferred to track down the deer so I could observe the fawns tumble around on their lanky legs. Not to eat them.

And in an attempt to avoid witnessing something disturbing, I had stumbled into a clearing, where a massive grizzly had been trying to get into a log for whatever reason.

My ears had instantly picked up on the angry buzzing within the log, along with the bear's annoyed huffs as it shook itself out from time to time.

But, the buzzing in the log wasn't nearly as loud as the buzzing up above, out of the bear's reach. I could tell from the amount of bees littering the floor and wasps buzzing around that the hive would be lost; either by the bear or by the wasps, who already made off with the Queen bee.

Cocking my head, I had observed the bear for a moment, watching as it tried and failed to get into the log before it finally broke... only to reveal a small gathering of bees and no honey.

My eyes had lifted to the hive above, now swarming with wasps that killed off the remainders of the bee colony. Without second thought, I had shifted back, shivering in the cool air before lobbing some rocks at the hive until it fell on the ground.

And thus, made myself a fuzzy, albeit a bit sticky friend.

The bear was huffing happily, ignoring the gathering of wolves on the opposite side of the clearing as it licked at its claws.

Honey was dripping from the long and dangerous claws from where it had dug into the hive with great joy. It didn't even minded when I had sniffed and lapped at a fallen piece before deciding the flavor to be too sweet and had rushed to the stream to cleanse my palate.

And now Milo was pressed against my body, whilst the pack kept eying the bear wearily. It only curled up it's lip and huffed, snapping its jaws in frustration when some of the wasps tried to sting it.

"Only you would befriend a wild Grizzly, Felix. Only you..." Lee replied with a shake of the head before urging us to back away from the animal.

I simply shrugged, not understanding what the fuss was all about and stretched, yawning slightly. Milo gently nudged against my side, urging me into a slow trot away from the bear, who happily devoured the honey provided to it.

"Can't believe this shit...fucking bear.. not even a female with cubs but a male in its prime...could've been fucking killed-" Lee grumbled, shifting on the spot into his wolf, which kept on grumbling and growling as we headed back to the packhouse.

...did they have a bad hunt or something?

I huffed, following Milo in the house and towards our room, knowing nobody would disturb us unless they really needed us.

Even though I liked the pack and accepted them, it still was a major task to sit down amongst them. Even a slight conversation was draining for me and usually I wanted to leave and be alone with Milo before I even entered the room.

Now was no different, as I could sense the pack's curious eyes on my form. I could sense their curiosity and willingness to talk but, I felt uneasy to do so.

Instead I preferred the solitude and silence of our room, knowing that just like I, Milo preferred things calm and quiet. He too became agitated whenever there was a large crowd around, or perhaps he merely sensed my own dislike and reacted accordingly.

Hopping on the bed, my eyes landed of the few patches of honey that had managed to land on me when the hive had shattered upon impact. Slowly lapping at the gooey mass that clung to my fur, I huffed slightly in thanks when Milo joined in, cleaning away parts I couldn't reach.

I really don't get why they're upset... did I do something wrong?

Milo sent me a wave of reassurance and confusion on his side, as he didn't really understand either. He too saw the bear wasn't aggressive but then again, he knew the potential danger that I had been in.

"Bears can kill wolves, love."

I see...

It made sense, but, I hadn't thought about it. There hadn't been a hint of aggression on the bear's side, as it merely had wanted to reach the honey. It knew I wasn't a threat, nor did I act like one.

I guess they were... worried?

Milo agreed, giving a reassuring lick over the top of my head before chuckling when he accidentally spread the honey instead of removing it.

"Perhaps a bath works better?"

I shifted at his suggestion, scowling and grimacing at the filthy sensation of the thick honey sticking to my skin, slowly drooping down.

My hair already was a sticky mess and I could feel a glob of the viscous material slowly trail down my shoulders and towards my back.

A shiver ran down my spine when Milo shifted behind me, warm mouth settling on a glob of honey on my shoulder. A flash of emotions rushed over our bond, bouncing off one another and amplifying to the point where both of us were staring at one another with darkened eyes.

Milo leaned down slowly, eyes fixed on me as he lapped at another patch of honey, slowly but surely removing every bit of honey he came across and left me a whimpering, overheated mess.

He tugged me out of bed, smiling warmly as he walked backwards towards the bathroom. Seconds later we were in the shower, the water raining down on us as our lips melded together between gasps for air and whimpered moans.

His teeth nipped at my neck and throat, fingers already reaching back to prepare me for what was to come. I panted in his neck, groaning and nipping at the flesh before feeling my patience snap, so I pushed him back.

Milo stumbled and landed on the floor, huffing out a low growl as I landed in his lap. A low moan slipped from my lips as his cock pressed against my ass, slowly slipping inside as the warm water rained on my back and shoulders.

Leaning down, we claimed each other's lips once more before I started to rock my hips. Swirling and arching, rocking back and forth while Milo growled and groaned, hand grasping at my hip to help me bounce on his cock.

The pleasure that echoed through my body was immense, especially because I could actually feel Milo's as well, amplifying my own pleasure and need to the point where it was overwhelming and simply too much to bear.

I felt his love for me, the sparks of pleasure and joy whenever he looked at me and the pleasure that was quickly mounting to the point where I cried out and came, arching backwards and instantly feeling Milo grunt and bite at my neck as he too came.

When I became aware of my surroundings, Milo had managed to dry us off as best as he could and carry me to the bed. He was spooning me from behind, lapping and nipping at my neck as he kept undulating his hips. Our legs tangled and I groaned, reaching back to grab a gentle hold of Milo's hair, arching my back when his cock pressed firmly in my prostate, backing up only to do it again. And again. And again.

I rocked towards his languid thrusts, shivering and sighing as each motion overwhelmed my senses with spinetingling pleasure. Each pump of his hips pushing me further towards the edge of that orgasmic cliff.

And when Milo suddenly snarled, hips picking up speed to the point where the room was filled with the sound of skin slapping skin and the creaking of the bed, I cried out, cumming the second Milo reached around to grab a hold of my cock, pumping in time with his thrusts.

His knot expanded, pressing against my ass before forcing inside, swelling against my prostate to the point where I screamed, balls aching as I came so long and hard, I nearly passed out.

Milo released my cock to grab at my chest, where he could feel my heart hammering against his palm, shuddering as he came as well, growling fiercely as he couldn't stop his thrusts until the orgasm released him.

When it did, both of us laid panting on the bed, wide-eyed and breathless whilst listening to the voices of the pack murmuring down below.

"My... Felix..." Milo huffed, nuzzling the back of my ear until I turned my head enough for us to share a sweet and tender kiss. My ass squeezed around his cock, making him grunt and thrust once before stopping when I whimpered weakly.

He lapped at my chin and cheek, nuzzling until I opened my eyes and smiled at him reassuringly and nuzzled him back.

Yes, I was his, just as much as Milo was mine. And judging my the warm fuzzy feeling in his chest along with the throb of his cock still firmly imbedded in my body, he didn't mind that at all.

After all, there was only One Pup in the world I called my own, and that was my beloved mate.