Brian is the eighteen year old Alpha's son and Beta to his birth pack. He meets his fated half days after his birthday. Aaron is the twenty year old Alpha to his birth pack. He is stoic and shows very little emotion. How will this seemingly mismatched pair's relationship work out? Read more to find out!
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Chapter 3 Brian We soon arrived at the Nightstar Howlers pack grounds and I had to say I was impressed. They had three pack houses, with the biggest in the middle. They were all four storeys tall with gorgeous Victorian design. "Care for a tour?" I nodded my head rapidly. I needed to explore these houses. It seemed like it had a lot to offer and that intrigued me. "I need to know more about these gorgeous houses." I said with a grin. The pack members looked at me in confusion. I was a blood sucker but I was also this ball of sunshine you longed to protect, according to most. Greg happily showed me around the pack grounds. They had their own training grounds, a huge pool as well as an outdoor basketball court. "It's amazing!" I exclaimed happily. "Can I move in?" I asked, bouncing happily with his hand in mine. The Werewolves in Greg's pack were shocked. This blood sucker who came out of nowhere was acting buddy buddy with their Alpha whom some o
Chapter 2 Brian I groaned as I opened my eyes, peeling myself off of Greg's warm bare chest. I lazily blinked, looking around for the blaring ringtone that came from my phone which had been the reason I was awa in the first place. I grabbed the phone, groaning as I answered the phone without looking at the caller ID. "What?" I snapped, sitting up and leaning on my free hand. Gregory groaned, wrapping his arms around my waist and burying his head on the lower of my back. I smiled softly at him, shaking my head. "Where the hell are you?" Lottie asked in a whisper yell. I groaned, sleep still clinging heavily to my eyes and entire body. What time was it? I asked myself with a yawn as I answered Lottie. "I'm at my house." I said, letting my eyes fully shut. It felt like heaven, being in Greg's arms. I almost forgot that I hated him. Almost. One couldn't really ever forget that a person upped and left right after they slept together with them. That
Chapter 1 Brian "Greg?" I asked in shocked, I couldn't believe that Greg was really here, standing in front of me. The ice cream bowl fell from my grasp, bringing us back to reality as it shattered into a million shards. ‘’What are you doing here?’’ I asked, moving back so he’d enter. I grabbed a broom and cleaned up the shards and spilt ice cream, stalling our confrotation as much as I could. No one could – should – blame me, it had been five years since I last saw him and last I heard of him he was the King of the werewolf. I didn't know what I was even going to say to him. I joined him on the couch, keeping my distance from him. ‘’Nice place, the design looks great.’’ Greg said, earning a hum from me. And suddenly we were back at the early mating of Aaron and I where we longed for each other so but were too awkward around the other when we had to face him. It was horrible and I hated it. Almost as much as I hated Greg. Almost.
Brian's Inauguration "You summoned me." Brian said, gazing at the Higher Council with crimson eyes that were furious and blazing with hatred and anger. It infuriated him, the audacity they had to even begin to think that they deserved to be in presence when they were the ones who brought death to his mother. They felt no remorse, no shame. Of course they didn't, they were Vampires. Undead immortal sons of a mother with no heart that roamed the darkest of shadows of the night. Brian tsked, he will be the one to bring their deaths to them. An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. A life for a life. "You reek of mutt." Vladimir, the oldest and strongest of them sneered. He had crimson blood eyes and pearly white fangs that were as long as mine and stood beautifully against his smooth bronze skin with a sh
Brian I woke up with a throbbing head and a dry sore throat. Kyle was humming a tune that sound too far away from a person who was kneeling by my bed, raking his fingers through my hair. Everything was blurry, with the room filling as though it was spinning. I groaned, shutting my eyes. "Brian, sweetie. Are you awake?" Kyle asked, his voice sounding far away. I blinked lazily, "S-So thirsty." I said, wincing at the excruciating pain that shot through my throat. How long was I asleep for? I sat up as best as I could, leaning my head against the headboard with my ears closed still. "Here, drink this and you'll be okay." Kyle said, gently putting a bag of liquid in my hand. "I put a straw in it so you can drink it like a lil' Caprisun." Kyle said. I nodded my head slowly, careful to not hurt it and worsen the
Greg I opened my eyes, lazily blinking as I fully came to. Brian was still sleeping on me, my knot had gone down I thought. His eyes were shut softly, lips parted slightly with soft breaths escaping them. I sighed, planting a sweet kiss on his cheek. I then gently flipped us so he was laying on the bed before I pulled out. My seed came flowing out of him, a smile etching itself on my face. Now I understood why Alphas were so smug after their Omega's heat. Seeing how much I had corrupted and wrecked mine filled me with a sense of pride I couldn't explain. I sighed sadly, as I grabbed a blanket and draped it over us. Now that I had tasted the forbidden fruit, I wanted more, more and more. I wanted to bite the fruit again, again and again. I wanted to touch him as much as he wished me to. I gazed at his sleepi
Smut Greg I peeled my eyes open, blinking lazily as I felt the morning sun rays that seeped in through the open window - most likely opened by Kyle when he came to check on us earlier - on my face. Brian was snuggled to my side, his fist clutching the hoodie I had been wearing as he peacefully slept. I smiled softly, raking my fingers through his hair to wake him up. Today was to be the onset of his heat wave, at least that's what I knew by Kyle's estimates. He didn't know the exact time it would start. What he knew however was that Brian's heat wave wouldn't last longer than a day. Be that as it may, I had to get both of us cleaned up and put him in the nest he had built earlier on as soon as possible. He slowly peeled his eyes open, rubbing sleep away from with his balled fist - the free one that wasn't holding on to my hoodie for dear life. I couldn't get over how breathtaking his eyes were. Brian's crimson eyes were as red as the blood he th
Greg ‘’Has he been like this since you found him?’’ Earl asked, turning Brian’s head this way and that way as he inspected him. ‘’Mmh.’’ I hummed, rubbing circles on my baby’s back who was sat on my lap. He laid his head on my shoulder as Earl let go of his head, his hand going to gently toy with Kyle’s long black hair who was sat next to me on the bed. ‘’It seemed as though that breaking his barrier sent him deeper into the headspace. He is now well and truly stuck in it.’’ I said, earning a nod from Earl. "He had a barrier?" Earl asked, gaining a nod of my head from me. "I see." He began. ‘’It was essential that you break his barrier. It would have been too dangerous to leave all his states co-conscious with each other. Hybrids are fragile cargo after all.’’ I bit my lip, my brows furrowing in worry. ‘’What do you mean by that?’’ I asked, my grip on Brian’s waist tightening in a possessive manner. Kyle took notice of this, smiling weakly as he distrac
Brian My alarm's bothersome sound rung through my room, bouncing from wall to wall and interrupting my slumber. Without giving it much of a second thought, I grabbed my alarm and smashed it against the wall. It fell, shattering into a few dozen pieces. There goes another one. I sighed, relishing in the sweet silence. I had a horrible habit of breaking my alarm clocks. My dad was getting tired of replacing my alarm clocks every week. I had good reasons for breaking my alarms I swear. One, although I usually didn't remember what it was about exactly, the alarms kept interrupting my dreams. And second, they are annoying. I grudgingly made my way out of bed, tripping on my way to the bathroom conjoined with my room. "Tripping delivers you faster to your destination." That's what they say, I suppose or I was just an incredibly clumsy person. I got into the bathroom, brushed my teeth and took a nice, long relaxing bath....
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