POV
A'mosh

I was on edge because I hadn't had sex in three weeks, but, that was a small part of the problem. The biggest part was the Wolf Moon.

This special full moon was a night away, and I was nervous. The Wolf Moon comes once a year, and effects Alpha's and Beta's, everyone else just feels amped up.

But for an Alpha like me, the moment the moon hit the sky, Gore would take over, from there he'd have control over my body for twenty-four hours.

Every time I listened in on Gore, his thoughts were about Adam, being inside Adam, marking Adam, just a constant flow of Adam... Adam... Adam.

I was afraid once Gore had control, he'd take Adam against his will, if Adam and I were on good terms, there'd be no problem.

But we weren't, so sex was out of the question. We were still in the middle of a fight, he was mad at me for whatever reason, and I was angry cause I needed to drain my balls.

Needless to say, we've both been hard to live with, Shawn and Avery both stay out of our way.

And the Delta and Gamma haven't slept in the packhouse for almost a week. Weirdly Avery and Shawn are at least cordial with each other, and strangely Avery sleeps in Shawn's suit without fear.

I don't know where Adam and Avery ran off to when they left the pack without notice, but when they came back, something about Avery was different.

He didn't stutter, he didn't shy away from people. He walked around boldly, cooked meals without filling the house with the scent of his nervousness.

And when he spoke, it was with confidence. Shawn planned to handle the moon differently than me, he was locking himself away in the rogue cages.

I believed Gore would be respectful of Adam's wishes, luckily Adam was in a good mood, a super good mood.

# # #

That Friday morning I woke up completely agitated, Adam was out of our bed before I woke up, and I sighed.

All-day Gore was right on the edge, pushing at my mental holds. I lashed out left and right, I was so full of pent up energy that training with me was made brutal.

I pushed the pack warriors to their farthest limits, and I was still full of energy.

At around one I decided to get some lunch, Adam made a sweet glazed ham for dinner the night before and a sandwich was calling my name.

The ham was in the fridge, but there was enough for exactly two sandwiches, so I shut the fridge and went to take a shower. I come out, get dressed and head back down to the kitchen.

And who do I see eating my sandwiches? The fuckin Gamma. "Those were mine, Brandon!" I shouted, Gore's voice mixing with mine.

"Shit I'm sorry A'mosh, I didn't know." He said, "Oh, didn't you... You knew it wasn't yours, better yet did your mate make a goddamn ham?! No, she didn't, so you knew it was either mine or Adam's. I should beat your ass!" I shouted.

"Over a ham sandwich Alpha?" He asked. The way he said it infuriated me all the more, how dare he act like I was being unreasonable.

"Yeah, I'd kill you over a half a rabbit." I spat, storming over to him. He ran yelling for Adam. Pathetic.

"What the hell Mosh?" Adam asked, pushing Brandon out the side door, of the back kitchens. "Running to your fuckin Luna, such a pussy!" I shouted.

"What's wrong with you?" Adam asked as I paced. "That bastard ate the last of the ham from last night," I said.

"No, I saved you a bunch." He said gesturing with his head to the fridge. I went over and sure enough inside a Tupperware container was slices of the ham.

"Thank you," I said, adoring my mate in that second. "Peace offering." He said, batting his lashes at me. "Yes please," I said, opening my arms for him to come in.

His body was weirdly warm, and his normal scent was a little heavier. That weird feminine/masculine scent was spiked with want. Adam was finally showing signs of horniness, now I just had to not fuck up.

"I miss us," I said into his hair as we embraced. "Yeah me too, besides I was only trying to be loyal to Avery, he seems to be better though." He said.

"Yeah, what happened that night?" I asked, "He's a witch... He calls himself a conjurer though." Adam answered.

"Like a new age Wiccan?" I asked, "No, like a real witch, I saw it." He said, snuggling his face deeper into my chest.

"So about this moon? What's gonna happen?" He asked. "Depends, are we back or just being friendly?" I asked.

"I'm down to fuck if that's what you're asking." He smirked. "Then it's up to you and Gore when the Moon comes up, I'm gone for twenty-four whole hours," I said.

"I think I can handle Gore, but what about everyone coming and going?"

"Shawn got Avery to agree to spend the night with him in the cage," I said.

"From inside it?" He asked, "Hell no, even if Avery wanted to Shawn wouldn't let him." I said.

"So anything you wanna do before my Alpha takes over and claims me? Adam asked.

"Can you make me some biscuits and gravy?" I asked, my stomach growling. "Sit down." He smiled.

His aura was different, something was different about him, I kept trying to just smell the problem, but I wasn't getting much of anything.

The day went better, I and Adam took time to reconnect emotionally, and as I'd heard it was easy between mates.

My Luna fed me, but I was still hungry, as the day went on and became night, my hunger became close to unbearable. I wanted more than food, his scent just kept getting stronger.

"The sun's going down, can we go for a run?" Adam asked, "Yeah, let's go. Gore likes the lake anyway." I said, planning to take Adam to the edge of the western border.

"The lake, your mom was telling me about it. It's haunted right?" He asked, his voice shaking. "Yeah, but they are not ghost. I'll tell you when we get there. Come on." I said.

"Wait, I wanted to pack a basket. I figured we wouldn't be coming back." He said. "Go, I've got maybe two hours left," I commanded.

# # #

A while later Adam and I were walking through the woods, that start on the western part of the back of the house.

Adam was carrying a basket, it had some leftovers from the roast he made for dinner.

There was a bottle of wine, a wine made with aconite, he couldn't drink much of it, so I gathered it was for Gore.

I was carrying an extra-large sleeping bag. We were laughing and talking about meaningful nothings.

I noticed the shadows were growing longer, the day was gone and the moon would soon rise.

"This lake and the things that haunt it, what's up with that?" He asked.

"The lake being haunted is an old myth, when I was little I tried to disprove it. Turns out the woods surrounding the lake is home to Sprites." I answered.

"Like faery's?" He asked. "No, the fae don't live in our dimension anymore, at least not in large numbers. Sprites, they're born from fae, they were their servants, they'd just appear at a fae's birth. The Lilum sprites, they're the last link to a once-powerful faery tribe." I explained this as we walk into their grove.

"What do they look like?" He asked, "You'll see, but remember you can never tell anyone. Except maybe our children, I was allowed to tell my mate, I made Nistin promise." I said.

"Nistin?" He asked. "She's the queen, she's five thousand years old, she was only a princess when I was little," I explained.

"And you're the only one who knows they're there?" He asked. "Yeah, everyone else thinks it's haunted, and border patrol doesn't come here, Nisin's army protects this part of the pack land, even from rogues," I answered.

"Speaking of rogues, your mom and I killed one. She was teaching me my new strengths, have you heard of a Luna's voice?" He asked.

"Yeah, only human Luna's get one, it's as strong as an Alpha's tone, my Mom's was the worst growing up," I said, smiling at the memory.

"Yeah, I just found out she's human." He said, and I listened closer, hearing telling sounds, feeling my hair stand on end.

"We're here," I said, entering a more spacious part of the grove. It had a clear view of the lake.

Fifteen minutes later we had a fire going, we sat down, I pulled him into my arms, and we sat quietly beneath a tall Cypress tree.

His head was resting against my chest, while he ate and fed me strawberries. "Are you ready to meet them?" I asked.

"I-I don't know, w-what do they look like?" He asked again, fear present in his voice. "Don't be scared, they're no bigger than fireflies," I said kissing his ear.

"Okay, I'm ready." He said. "Nistin it's A'mosh, come meet my mate!" I called out into the silence. We waited, silently watching the flames flicker.

"Where are th--"

"Shhhh, look," I said, pointing above us. Up above us the trees started to glow, like a million fireflies all shining at once.

Slowly the sound of tiny wings beating the air sounded. And we watched, as a group of about thirty of the little creatures came down.

It's not easy describing them, but they looked like fireflies, except they were humanoid. Up close you could see faces, they had little mouths filled with sharp fang-like teeth.

The thirty of them surrounded Nistin, they were her guards. Their tiny little hands carried tiny sharp weapons, that seemed to be made from the stem of leaves.

They were naked and each of them had antennae. Then the small circle of buzzing creatures parted, and Nistin floated forward.

She had the biggest wings, like a butterfly, normally sprites don't grow that way, but without the Lilum fae, the sprites changed, they needed a queen, a leader.

So they changed.

Nistin came forward, and hung there, staring at Adam. She was beautiful, her wings were colored like the petals of a purple flower.

Her hair was like limp grass, but it was gorgeous, her eyes were one entire color, and across her long face were stripes of blue paint.

"Hello," Adam said, pushing back against my chest. "I-I can hear her." He said, looking back at me in awe.

"Yeah..."
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POV
Adam

A soft snarl built up in A'mosh's chest, and I turned to look over my shoulder and up at my mate. I looked right into Gore's solid black eyes.

Nistin and her guards completely vanished, their bright firefly-like lights going with them. I went to sit up, but Gore yanked me back, growling deeply.

"All mine." He said, that impossibly deep voice sending shivers up and down my body. "Are you hungry?" I asked.

"Only for you." He said, nibbling my ear with a sharp canine. "A'mosh and I were supposed to go for a run," I said, and he whined like a puppy.

"Do you want to run together or should I shift?" He asked, that voice doing all sorts of things to me. "Do-doesn't matter." I stuttered over my lust. "Run." He growled, and I was suddenly a little scared, the look in his eye was too intense, his desire was overwhelming. So I did run, I ran as if there was an actual danger.

# # #

My speed was equal to A'mosh, I was just a fast as him, but his legs were longer than mine, he's taller, so his strides were longer.

I could hear him, chasing behind me, making little inhuman noises, noises that let me know A'mosh wasn't in control, and for some reason that knowledge terrified and excited me.

I pushed through the brush, getting little scratches

"Miiiiiine!" He growled, as two strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me into A'mosh's strong chest.

I turned in his arms, looking up into jet black sclerals, irises and pupils. "I'm going to try my best to fill you with my pups." He said, and I felt my hole twitch.

Of course, I just knew I couldn't get pregnant, I mean I'm a human, not an Omega or a Faery, I'm completely human. "You can try," I said smiling lustfully at the inhuman part of my soul mate. With a soft snarl, he dominated me with a kiss, his canines scrapping against my bottom lip as he kissed and bit it.

The kiss started gentle, but we aren't the gentle kind. My back was shoved bruisingly against a tree, bark digging into my skin, adding to the heat of the experience. "Yesss." I hissed when Gore used A'mosh's big hands to pull down my shorts. "Kick'em." He commanded, and I lifted my right foot out of the shorts, using my left to kick them somewhere into the dark distance.

My jockstrap was ripped and tossed over his shoulder, my shirt was torn and thrown away from us. Gore ripped off A'mosh's clothes, making noises like the clothes angered him.

Then his body was flush against mine, he devoured my lips until all I could do was a whimper. He lifted me, his strength incomprehensible.

I lifted myself in his arms, pulling his mouth to mine, loving how my cock rubbed just right against his slightly hairy chest.

"Wish I could knot you, little one." He groaned, and I just whimpered, not entirely sure I was okay with beastiality.

He was kissing me, biting me roughly, nibbling on my ear and throat. He took me down into the dirt, his prick rutting against mine.

He was leaking like a dripping hose, spreading wet all over my stomach, inner thighs, my balls, it was a mess.

A hot slippery mess, he rubbed us together faster, our frottage driving me closer to the edge. I squeezed one of his flexing ass cheeks, feeling like he was everywhere all at once.

I could smell the smoke of our unattended fire, I could hear my heart thumping, bugs and critters scurrying around in the night.

We were in the dirt like animals, but there is nowhere I'd rather be, "Fuck me now Alpha!" I shouted, knowing someone could probably hear me, Nistin and her kin definitely could.

Yet I didn't give a slight fuck. "Shhhh fuck!" I shouted through a quick and sharp orgasm when his canines stabbed into my shoulder.

"Alpha!" I moaned, when his canines punctured the space above my chest, I could feel my inner sleeve flexing, oozing my slippery lube, preparing for what was sure to be a hard dicking.

"Mine" He growled, biting above my belly button, while his tongue slithered into my belly button.

Looking down between my thighs, A'mosh glowed in the moonlight, like some majestic lunar god. I watched him going down on me.

I sighed in contentment, as his lips wrapped around me, his lips stroking the sensitive skin in the middle of my shaft. "Suck it, baby." I cooed, running my fingers through his hair.

His rhythm was torturous, slow and teasing, he used a baseball glove of a hand to envelope my balls. He had them in a tight grip, squeezing ever so often.

Then he pulled off with a wet pop, my balls jumping. "Sh-shit!" I yelled he'd marked me again, driving his teeth into my inner thigh, marking one then the other.

At the feeling of my lower abs, cock and balls twitching, jumping, flexing and pulsing with intense pleasure. I tried to move, I tried to sit up when he started on my balls.

I looked down at him, the moon reflected in his eyes. "Stay..." Gore commanded as I tried to flee.

"Good boy." Gore chuckled, when I laid back, not caring about all the shit I'd have to clean out of my hair.

"N-no Gore d-don't." I pleaded, noticing the smirk playing on his lips, at the sight of the fear gracing my face.

He had the sensitive skin of my ballsac in between his teeth, his fang-like canines, and lateral incisors were digging sensually into the skin.

"Plea-please Mosh, it'll hu-- ahhh mmmm fuck!" I moaned and screamed when A'mosh simply bit down without concern.

It felt so good, it made my balls throb, it made my balls vibrate, my dick spasming around, throwing jizz everywhere.

"Get on your knees," Gore demanded. Weakly I turned over, getting into position. There was no warning unless you count Gore, tickling my rosebud with A'mosh's Prince Albert.

He simply pushed into me, stabbing straight into my guts. My head fell forward into the dirt, my eyes clamped shut in pleasure.

From there it was a brutal onslaught, Gore fucked me like a savage, grunting and growling, yet hitting all my buttons. The marks never stopped, he kept finding new skin to mark.

Of course, I could handle it. I took his dick with immense satisfaction but after the first hour, it started to show.

With each stroke, his low hangers hit my tightly drawn up sac and a hard shiver kept going through me. Like the feeling of falling.

But I wasn't going anywhere, he had my hips in a death grip, controlling every bit of movement I made.

Forwards and backward he pulled me, slamming into my P-spot over and over until tears were leaving me.

"W-wait Alpha," I whined, and he snarled biting into my mating mark and causing everything to go white. 

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