1998

POV
Lucas

My name is Lucas Obadiah Kelson, I'm an Omega werewolf, born into the great Brickston pack.

Everything I'm about to tell you is true, everything in this book is true.

My story starts with me looking out at the full moon, from my bedroom window.

To werewolves the moon is sacred, we call her Luna. The moon is living, it's a spirit, a great goddess.

Werewolves have the unique ability to see the moon for its true self, it's strange explaining, but the moon basically changes color. And when she does, we're greatly affected.

And on the night this story starts it was a pink moon, the strawberry moon. She was beautiful, I remember staring up at her, wondering why I felt so on edge.

Of course, I sorta knew why; I turned nineteen that day. At nineteen, werewolves are mature enough to sense our mates.

We do this in a number of different ways, but most follow their nose, one's mate smells like whatever attracts you the most...

For me, he smelled like wood-burning during a summer rain. But once again, I'm ahead of myself.

A mate is one's other half, someone made exactly for you. Someone you're destined to grow old with if you're lucky enough to find them.

I guess I was lucky. As I said, I was standing in my bedroom, a bedroom filled with posters of celebrity guys from the early nineties.

It was my birthday, of course, I'd spent my birthday setting up for future the Alphas.

We share a birthday, Stone Brickston and I, but don't get me wrong, my parents gave me a hell of a birthday, right after I finished helping out the other Omega's.

Stone was arrogant, he was mean to a lot of people, but he was still a good Alpha. He protected the pack, fighting alongside his father, he had the scars to prove it.

He was loyal to his friends, and all in all, I never thought he was a bad Alpha, just misguided. I couldn't blame his parents, no, the Alpha and Luna we're great.

Luna Shelby and Alpha Tim, they were the perfect couple, strong and caring, running the pack with pride. Stone came from a powerful legacy.

The legacy is as old as the state of Mississippi, two hundred and two years of history. The pack has always been run by an Alpha and a strong Luna.

Never once in all those years of history, has there been a same-sex mating pair. Now it has happened a lot to other packs.

Not so many that there still weren't prejudices, but enough that it was acceptable.

That night Luna changed all that.

Staring up at the moon, I could hear Stone's birthday run taking place.

He was nineteen, becoming a fully-fledged Alpha. Once he found his mate, he'd be given the title of pack Alpha.

The moon was a clear strawberry pink, it hung there with no clouds and barely any stars.

The Strawberry moon brings a certain energy, it heightens a werewolf's emotions, makes us wilder, freer.

I always chose to hide away during the runs, I was scared, the runs were filled with dominant wolves. Wolves who weren't shy about pushing their weight around.

I was one of thirty Omega's, and one of only five male Omega.

And that's in a pack of six hundred.

As I stood gazing up at the moon, I heard a howl in the distance. It was filled with pride, dominance. It was Stone.

Without me trying, my eyes fell to the treeline. Tall bald cypress trees by the dozens stood at the edge of my family's small piece of Brickston land.

From within the trees, came Stone, naked as the day he was born. Our eyes locked, he howled again, this one rocking the very core of my being.

I was frozen, stuck to the spot. I hadn't realized I wasn't breathing, not until Stone ran off.

I stood panting, afraid yet excited, confused, but also filled with much clarity. Stone was my mate. He was mine, but would he let me be his?

I spun around at the sound of my bedroom door opening, he was in my bedroom, bare-ass naked. I'd never seen him naked, I mean there were times when we were younger, but I'd stopped running a long time ago.

He was nineteen now, practically a grown man, in the eyes of humans he'd be an adult, capable of going to war. His body showed exactly how much of an Alpha he was.

Stone stood maybe six-two, and he wasn't done growing, his hair was always all over his head, but it was a pretty soft brown. His eyes were sparkling blue, but at that moment they were pure black, the entire eye.

His wolf was in control.

His scent hit me, making my wolf whimper, Jazeth or Jaz for short. She's always been a good wolf. I know I'm a guy, but that's how it works for male Omega's.

Well at that moment she sneakily took control, it's an odd sensation. Imagine seeing, hearing, smelling and feeling, but not being in control.

Doing all these things from the back of your own mind. That's what it was like when Stone's wolf spoke through him. "Strip."

It's hard for any non Alpha wolf to defy an Alpha, Betas maybe, Omega's never. So my wolf did as she was told, stripping my body of every offending article of clothing.

Stone watched me the entire time, his wolf feasting on every part of me. I would have been embarrassed, but Jazeth felt nothing but pride being before her mate.

"Beautiful... Angel." His wolf said, staring intensely at me. "Mate." Jazeth whimpered. Stone stalked towards me, circling me like prey.

I shivered when the blunt tip of Stone's index finger ran down my spine. "You are an angel." Stone said, his voice softer.

He turned me around and lifted my chin, making me look up into his sparkling blue eyes, eyes that were swirled with the blackness of his wolf.

His human side was in control, partly. He kissed me deeply, making me and Jazeth purr. Without much effort, he picked me up taking me to my bed.

"I can't believe it's you ... You were always so ... something." He said, bending down.

Before his lips met mine, he gazed into my eyes, questioning whether or not he could kiss me. Jazeth whispered please and Stone kissed us.

I wish it had happened slower, but it didn't. The Strawberry moon was in full effect and it was affecting our wolves.

Minutes after he entered my room, and ninety seconds after we started kissing, he was entering me.

Jazeth was still in control, she was taking most of the pain from Stone's fat cockhead.

I could barely feel the pain and certainly, I felt no pleasure if there was any.

About fifteen minutes later, Stone groaned, "I'm in ... Give my mate control." He commanded, and Jazeth instantly gave me power over our shared body.

"Tell me when I can move Angel." He said, I was in slight pain, but I was so enthralled.

Luna had given me an Alpha, he would change my life, he would make me happy.

Those were the thoughts of a child, a fool-hearted, soon to be a broken-hearted, easily manipulated child.

"Y-you can move," I said, stumbling over the pain. Stone stopped watching me, he put his face in the crook of my neck.

I dug the nails on each hand into either his shoulder or bicep, it felt like he was ripping me apart down there. "I'm so sorry." He whispered kissing my neck. I believed him.

After about twenty agonizing strokes, and minutes filled with him stopping and starting, his dickhead smacked against something inside me, and a burst of intense pleasure swam throughout my body.

I guess he enjoyed the moan I gave when he hit that part because after that he wouldn't stop hitting it.

Suddenly I was holding onto him, not from pain but from pleasure, and the pleasure was more than worth all the pain. It still hurt but in a good way, like an itch that hurts to scratch.

With each breathless moan that escaped me, Stone picked up speed.

My neck was so sensitive from all his biting and sucking. My hands were traveling all over his body, his strong arms, the small of his muscular back.

His ass, oh my goddess what an ass it was, firm but soft, muscular but still fat. He chuckled as I squeezed it.

"Don't get any ideas." He said, thrusting deeper until it felt like he was in my stomach.

At some point the pleasure became unbearable, I started muttering helplessly, for him to let me catch my breath.

"No Angel... We've got a long way to go." He said. He dislodged himself from inside me and spun me around on my stomach.

"Angel... You gotta get your stamina up if you're gonna hang with me." He said, slipping back inside me, his tight abs running along my back.

For an hour straight, he held one of my hands, his other racing up and down my side, all while slapping into my pleasure button.

I'm sure my sheets were coated in precum, it was dripping from me like a leaking faucet.

"Come on, show me what my Luna's made of, fuck me back." He said kissing the nape of the neck, sitting up and once again speeding up.

My head fell back, and a gutteral moan poured from my throat. "Yeah, that's what your Alpha wants to hear. Moan for me... So fuckin perfect." He groaned, his weight leaving my back.

He sat up on his knees, slapping my ass. "Come on, you don't get to cum until I do." He said slapping my ass, and Jazeth growled through me.

*Oh, anger... I love it... That's right Angel... Give it back to me!" He shouted, slapping my ass again.

(Give me control) Jazeth begged, I was tired and pleasure drunk, so I gave her control. With her in control, strength flowed through me.

Somehow we flipped him beneath us, he growled at Jaz's show of dominance, but it became a groan as we started riding him.

His hands found my hips and he helped guide me, up and down, back and forth. My nails were sharpening, as they dug into Stone's solid chest.

"Sl-slow down Angel." He panted, his head thrown back, mouth open, eyes shut. "Fuck me harder Alpha!" Jazeth shouted, making me glad my parents and sister were on the run.

Two hours of hot sweaty sex, and a bunch of positions later, I was back in control. I was on my back, on the verge of just dying.

Stone's stroke became sloppy, his muscles tense. "Cum for me, come on Angel, let go." He commanded, staring down at me, his hand wrapped tightly around my cock.

He was jerking it in time with his hazy thrust. "Cum." His wolf growled, and my prick instantly gave up my essence.

Stone, hit my spot while I was cumming and I almost passed out, stars bursting behind my eyes.

He leaned down, while he erupted inside me, kissing my lips hungrily as his hot seed buried inside me.

"You're perfect Angel." He said, kissing me deeply, leaving me breathless. My eyes were closed, and I was struggling to stay awake.

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The next morning I awoke to an empty bed, I wasn't sore thanks to my wolf's healing abilities. I could still smell Stone, his scent mingling in the air with mine.

The room was chilly, (Go find our mate) Jazeth commanded. I sighed but got out of bed, I threw on a shirt and shorts and followed his scent.

It led me from my room, took me down the stairs of the two-story house. I got outside, my feet touching the moist morning grass.

Stone's scent was mixed with other pack members, but I could still smell it. Following it led me off towards the trees.

I thought he'd gone for a run, I thought he could be hunting. Yet as I got deeper into the treeline, further into the thick trees. I began to hear a sound. A bunch of moans. I shouldn't have followed them, but I did.

The closer I got the louder and more pronounced they became, they were moans, pants, and grunts. A few steps later I broke into one of the clearings, and there my heart broke.

Stone was with Nancy, she was the packs prettiest female, a strong female.

She was beneath him, they were facing me. "W-why?" I cried. She and Stone looked up.

He kept drilling into her, his eyes focused in on me, while she looked away.

"Get outta here Lucas, go home!" He shouted, becoming aggressive with her.

"Go now! I don't want you, I reject the bond, I reject you!" He growled, yanking her head back and biting into her shoulder.

He wasn't her mate, so her scream was one filled with pain. The wave of pain that hit me, brought me straight to my knees.

My wolf clawed at my mental holds, begging to be freed. The pain was so much, my vision started to blur. The last thing I saw before darkness took over, was Stone carrying Nancy over me and out of sight.

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