Quick A/N. This is my favorite chapter, as I'm sure it will be all of yours. The song above is Amy Winehouse's version of Will you still love me tomorrow.

Thanks and enjoy Lurkers.
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POV
Adam

I set foot back on American soil after almost two whole months. I won't say I was better, because A'mosh was still at the forefront of my emotions.

But I felt stronger, I wasn't exactly in that deep depression anymore. I still didn't have my sex drive back, the thought of someone else touching me made my stomach hurt.

That first day back, I got a really cheap hotel, on one of the rough sides of town. Course I knew most of the whores and drug dealers, so I wasn't scared.

You know I wondered if A'mosh thought of me, I wondered if he mourned me as I had him. In all my wandering, I never really believed I'd see A'mosh again.

I figured I'd see Ronnie when I finally felt strong enough to call him, but I never imagined A'mosh's mother would show up at the hotel.

It was about two days before the first of the month. I was a two hundred dollars short, for the months' rent

The manager was trying to be cool, he was going to give me two days to get the money. I was certain I could.

I'd made a date with a John and he was going to meet me at my hotel room. So I'm sitting there, fresh out of the shower, wearing the fluffy robe I took from the resort in Mexico.

When there's a knock on the door, me thinking it's the John I yell outcome in. The door opened and I turned, looking up from my phone.

There stood an older lady, who was by all accounts regal. She stood with salt and paper colored hair, she stood proud.

I thought she was maybe in her late fifties, but I'd find out she was closer to seventy.

Something about her face was familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on what it was. I stood up, believing she was in the wrong room.

"I'm sorry, who are you?" I asked. "Hello, I'm looking for someone ... An Adam." She said. I didn't know who she was, so I lied. "Adam isn't here at the moment, but I can tell him that miss..."

"Mrs. Chambers." She clarified. "Could you tell him, that I want to speak with him about my son, A'mosh?" She asked, her southern accent a bit thick.

My heart started to race, was he hurt, was he looking for me... I had to know.

"Mrs. Chambers, I-I lied... I'm Adam." I said, and she simply smiled, revealing a bright set of teeth.

"I thought so, I met your twin, you two have similar scents." She said.

"Where did you meet Avery?" I asked, knowing my twin Avery lived in Texas.

"I've been trying to find you for a few weeks now. I had a seer who owes me a favor look you up. He couldn't find you, something was blocking his sight." She spoke like seers we're just the norm.

To her they probably were, if she was A'mosh's mother, that made her a werewolf too, right?

"Your brother, he lives over in Derwin, he had some sort of protective trinket, being twins I guess it covered you too. Whatever it was, without it in the way he was able to tell me when and where you'd be today." She finished speaking and I just stood there.

"Okay... Well, I came to ask you how you feel about my son." She said, going over and sitting down on one of three chairs. I sat stuck, how did I feel about him... I knew but I hadn't yet said it out loud.

"I-I think I love him... No, I'm in love with him." I answered.

"Good, then listen... I and A'mosh's father came home from our getaway, and since we've been back, A'mosh's behavior has been weird." She explained.

"Weird how?" I asked.

"He's angry, bordering on hostile. He hasn't been keeping up with his duties to the pack. He actually left the packhouse, moved into the cabin he built when he was a teenager." She said, with sadness in her eyes.

"What can I do?" I asked. "Come and see him. Do you know Shawn, or Keaton or Brandon?" She asked, "Yes I know all three of them why?" I asked.

"They believe you're the reason my son is so broken... Now I don't know if you're his mate, it'd be rare but not impossible. Did my son explain his condition?" She asked.

"Yes, I know he can't smell or sense his mate. He and I didn't actually get around to testing me." I said, looking down in regret.

"Then will you do it? Test if you're mates? I know it'll hurt if you aren't destined, but you could be his artificial mate, a mate he chooses." Her words washed over me, and I tried to take them in.

"He doesn't want anyone but his destined mate, besides I ran away from him, I stole his truck... He's probably still pissed at me." I said.

"No... Shawn said, he waited for you to come back for days." She said.

"Listen, you think about it, take my number, then when and if you decide you're ready, give me a call." She said, going into her clutch purse, and getting out a piece of paper and a pen.

She gave me her number, then stood preparing to leave. I stood to walk her to the door, as we approached it thunder clashed.

"Ugh ... Storms gonna last the week." She muttered, heading out into the darkening rain.

"I have never seen my child so disheartened, he barely seems alive. Please... Take your time, but I believe you are special to him." She said, walking away from my door.

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Six hours later, I laid awake in my bed, my mind racing. A'mosh may actually feel for me what I feel for him... That thought kept churning in my mind.

The money I owed the manager was long forgotten, I ignored the John when he knocked on the door.

For hours I had my phone clutched in my fist, the drive to call Mrs. Chambers eating me alive.

Yet fear was keeping me from calling, what would he say if I just showed up at his doorstep.

What if he sent me away, rejected me... Was I strong enough to handle it?

Some minutes into my eighth hour, I finally caved, I picked up my phone and punched in Mrs. Chambers number.

On the third ring, her southern belle accent answered the phone.

"Mrs. Chambers, it's Adam. I-I thought about what you said ... And ... Could you come to pick me up?" I asked.

"Yes... I'll be there shortly." She said, hanging up, probably worried I'd change my mind.

I decided I'd leave my stuff, in case things didn't work out.

I dressed in a T-shirt and low riding jeans. I waited until a knock came at the door to slip into my shoes.

After three more knocks, and checking myself out in the mirror that stood over the room's small TV set, I opened the door and inhaled sharply.

Hot damn, a tall man stood there under a jet black umbrella, he had a full beard and a head full of curly black and white hair.

He was definitely a e stood wearing a button-up shirt, that was left open, and some cargo shorts.

"Ma-may I help you?" I asked, "I'm Christian Chambers, A'mosh's father. My mate and I are here to pick you up." He answered in a gruff voice.

I remember thinking damn if that was his father, I knew A'mosh would age perfectly.

"It's raining you should bring a jacket." He said, turning and walking off.

I quickly grabbed a jacket and ran out after him, following him, he led me to a truck that put A'mosh's to shame.

Mrs. Chambers was seated in the passenger seat, her bright smile shining when she saw me.

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The dirt road, that led onto Chambers territory was reduced to a road of muddy sludge from the rain. It was really pouring.

"A'mosh is at his cabin, he doesn't know you're coming. Is that okay?" Christian asked.

"If things don't work out, I'll catch an Uber back to my hotel," I said as we drove through the sludge.

It about took a half-hour of driving through the sludge, but that still seemed too sudden. All too sudden we were driving up to a dark cabin.

The lightning flashed giving me a glimpse of the small log made structure.

The truck pulled up and stopped, I sat there, just looking at the cabin.

"You gonna get out or?..." Christian asked, "I'm going." I said, opening the door and stepping out into the rain.

Within seconds I was drenched, but I walked forward heading towards the front door. I could see smoke coming out of the small chimney.

I looked back as A'mosh's parents turned the truck around and drove off, their taillights fading in the distance, as I knocked on the door.

From outside I could hear music playing, so I knocked again, louder.

"Mom I told you I don't want to talk abo..." His words fell short as he swung open the door, A'mosh froze looking down at me.

He hadn't shaved in a while, and his chest hair was fuller. "Hi, Um... I-I know you probably don't want to see me, but I missed you." I said, looking down, barely noticing the rain that was drenching me.
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POV
A'mosh

As suddenly as Adam was gone, he was just there. Standing in the rain at my cabin's front door, I didn't know how he got there, I didn't care.

He said he missed me, and I pulled him into the cabin, shutting the door with his back. He went to speak, but my lips shut him up.

Our kiss was full of passion, I never felt passion before, I didn't honestly think it existed, at least not for me. But at that moment with him I felt it, a fire I hadn't ever felt before.

When we were both panting and he was moaning, I pulled away. My breath fanning his rain-slicked face. "Stay," I whispered, pecking his lips.

He nodded, and I smiled, "Come on, take this shit off before you get sick." I softly commanded, taking him over to the fireplace and helping him out of his wet clothes.

He stood naked before me, but like before, I wasn't looking at him in lust, this time it was something more. I desired him, I wanted him emotionally and physically.

I was officially admitting to myself that I was in love, in love with a man that wasn't my mate.

"I want to do the mating ritual." He almost whispered, with his back to me. I ran my hands over his skin, trying to help warm his trembling flesh.

"Little one, I-I don't want to hurt you like that." I responded, "You won't, I promise." He said, and I chuckled at that. "You can't promise me that," I said, and he shrugged.

"Let's do it, and maybe even if I'm not... Maybe you'll still want me." He said. "Okay, we'll do it..." I said, turning him to face me.

He looked up at me and we stood just gazing into each other's eyes, I don't know what we were searching for, but as our lips connected I knew I wouldn't hate him when I found he wasn't mine.

My music was playing in the background, as I stripped, joining him in nakedness.

Our hands raced over each other's naked bodies, touching and feeling everywhere

As we laid down on the fur rug in front of the fireplace, our lips were still embracing.

Like fate, Amy Winehouse's version of Will You Still Love Me started to play. The song was extremely relevant to the situation at hand.

The words were exactly what Adam and I were going through.

( Tonight you're mine, completely.
You give your soul so sweetly, tonight the light of love is in your eyes.
Will you love me tomorrow)

"Have you ever made love?" I asked, laying between his thighs, his six inches grazing my abs. "What?" He asked, kissing my lips and chin.

"I'm talking about slow, soft, tender lovemaking, have you?" I asked. "No, never." He answered.

( Is this a lasting treasure, or just a moment's pleasure, can I believe the magic of your sighs. Will, you still love me tomorrow )

We kissed, lips and tongues meeting, as I rubbed our lower halves together. We touched and humped, I was taking my time and I could tell it was driving Adam insane.

"I want you." He moaned, and I ran my dick over his little cock. "Relax puppy, we're gonna take it nice and slow," I whispered against his neck, licking up to his earlobe.

"Mosh." He moaned, squeezing my ass, rutting against me. "You're so beautiful, you're everything I'd want in a mate," I said, kissing down his body to his nipples.

(Tonight with words unspoken
You said that I'm the only one, the only one, but will my heart be broken
When the night meets the morning star )

I took one of the buds between my teeth, running my tongue over it, he hissed grabbing the hair at the nape of my neck. His hips raised up and he ground into me.

When that nipple was raised and stiff, I moved on to the other one, repeating the process.

"Suck my dick, please Mosh." He whined, and I kissed down his body, dipping my tongue in his belly button, before licking back up to kiss his lips again.

( I'd like to know that your love
Is a love I can be sure of
So tell me now, 'cause I won't ask again )

He groaned and I chuckled, kissing back down, this time lifting his legs in the air. I kissed down, kissing between his thighs, but ignoring his hole and cock.

"Please A-Alpha... Do something." He begged, dragging his nails sensually up my back. "I fuckin need you." He groaned, so I surprised him, by thrusting my tongue inside him.

( Will you still love me tomorrow
Will, you still love me tomorrow
Will, you still love me tomorrow )

His hands grabbed my head, slamming my face in his ass. I slurped and sucked, driving my tongue deeper. He started riding my tongue, moaning and gr,oaning.

The song ended but quickly restarted every song was on repeat.

I slipped my tongue out and ran it over his balls. He shivered against me, so I took it further, slipping his cock between my lips.

"Th-thank you Mosh!" He screamed, "Goddess I miss that scream." I said, before attacking his tip again. I took him straight to the edge, sucking and drinking the precum straight from the tap.

"Mmmm baby." He cooed, every word egging me on. Just as his meat started really throbbing, I pulled off with a needy sounding pop.

"No!" He shouted, fisting a hand in my hair, I grabbed his hands and held them above his head. He whimpered and I nipped his thigh.

"Nice and slow," I repeated, sliding my index finger inside him. His eyes fluttered closed, I smiled watching him enjoy himself.

Fuck I missed him, his sweet little body, easily swollen nipples. His sounds, his smell, I missed it all.

"More." He groaned, and I granted his wish, sliding my index finger out, before sliding it back in with my middle finger.

I used them, scissoring them in and out, opening up his already semi-loose cunt. "I'm open A'mosh, I really fuckin need you." He said, looking at me with begging eyes.

"Okay... Get me wet," I said, removing fingers and helping him sit up. He tried to jump me, but I grabbed his hips and held him back. "Suck me slow, I wanna savor these moments," I demanded, making him look me in my eyes.

He groaned nodding, I let him go, and he leaned forward pecking my lips, then shoving me back. I laid back and watched as he went down on me.

Soft gentle kisses to my nuts, made me sigh. His lips ran up my shaft, before taking my foreskin between his kiss-swollen lips. Once he started nibbling my head fell back.

I could see why taking it slow was driving him crazy, "Just swallow me already." I growled. I looked down into his mischievous eyes, a smirk on those sexy reddened lips.

Minutes later he was sucking me full out, he had my toes curling, my back arching. "Fuck puppy slow down," I grunted, he was such a greedy fuck.

I was literally lodged in his throat, his throat muscles squeezing my boy. When I was certain my balls were gonna bust, I grabbed his wet hair, yanking him off of me.

"Fuck... Do you not understand slow?" I asked. "Don't get pissy cause you can't handle my throat.", He smirked.

I pulled him into my lap, attacking his lips. We certainly must have looked like a movie, naked he and I in front of a roaring fireplace.

His kisses moved to my neck, his arms wrapped around me, his hands running up and down my back. I reached down as we kissed, stroking our kissing cocks.

"Can you be in me now?" He asked, thrusting into my hand. "Go ahead," I said. I watched his spit into his hand and rub onto my dick.

Then he lined himself up, and slowly sank down on me. Our foreheads touched, and we both exhaled, enjoying the familiar feelings of stretch and heat.

I wrapped my hands around his body, as we slowly found a comfortable, slow rhythm. Up and down as the music played, his nails scraping my back.

"I missed you so bad baby." He moaned the sexiest little sound. "Fuck puppy, you broke my heart," I said, gripping his ass cheeks and slamming him down once.

"I'm so sorry." He whimpered, and I started kissing his shoulder, the one I wanted to mark, the one Gore wanted.

I leaned forward, placing his back against the fur. I looked down into his eyes, raising up over him. His hands found my biceps, as I pumped into him.

His eyes slipped back into his head, and I leaned down taking his neck, sucking bruises into the pretty skin. My thrust grew as the music's beat changed, drums enter the flow.

We were making love, connected. His legs were wrapped around my hips, his feet planted in the dip of my back. I grabbed his ass, pulling him up and onto my length.

His head fell back and a cry poured out of his throat, with a kiss I silenced him, my tongue finding his and clashing. "Right t-there." He stuttered.

His walls were wet and hot, I slipped in and out of him at a quickening pace. "Agh fuck me A-Alpha." He cried, reaching for his dick.

I grabbed his hand and shoved it away, using my own instead. His body kept spasming, he wasn't use to being fucked so gently.

"Faster please." He begged I growled, slapping his ass while continuing the same torturous pace. "You feel so good Adam." I complimented.

"Ju-just fuck m-me." He stammered, and at the sound of his pleading quivering voice, I gave in and picked up my speed, slamming my pelvis against his, jutting my hips forward.

"A-are you ready?" I asked, feeling my nut start to build. I laid flat against him, his dick between my abs and his stomach. I let my hands raced through his silken hair.

Then I pulled his head gently to the right, I picked up the speed, feeling him rut against my abs. Sticking my face in his neck, I started winding and grinding my hips and ass, fucking into his needy body.

I tasted copper as my canines lengthened, breaking through my gums. I worked up and down the right side of his neck and shoulder, nibbling and running my sharp teeth over his vulnerable flesh.

"Do it Alpha." He moaned, delirious with pleasure. "I-I'm sorry," I said, kissing the spot I wanted to mark, I kissed it twice, before biting down gently.

I added pressure, feeling my teeth as they broke through his skin like a surgeon's scalpel. He screamed as I bit completely down, and sadness filled me, but it lasted only a moment.

Adam's scream became a wail as his hole clenched around me, I felt his dick jumping, releasing hot jizz between us. My speed grew even more, as vibrations filled me.

Everywhere Adam's skin touched, felt electrical. I pulled my teeth out and looked down on him. His eyes were blown wide open, his mouth gaped, so were mine.

"You're my mate... Mine... Mine... Fuckin mine!" Gore roared, snatching control.

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