Dark Lust

An Unmated Werewolf

Hello! This is just a sample chapter of this story. currently the story will be soon on inkitt. To find it and my stories go to inkitt and search Dark Needs or Lee C Conrad. 

Marcus Chanbru parked his dark blue four by four and sat there for a second gripping the wheel till he was white knuckled. He had pulled into the parking lot of a grocery store. He was going in to get some items that he needed. Obviously, why else would he be here right? He was mentally preparing himself for it. He was staring to lose his calm lately. Couldn't afford that in the world today.

He was six foot, and built well, muscular but that was a given being what he was. His eyes were a gold brown, and his hair a darker brown as well. He wore a simple pair of jeans and a dark blue shirt, which was closer fit. He sat back and let out a breath, he was incredibly frustrated at this point in time. There was absolutely nothing he could do about it.

Why? Because his problem was the fact that he was a werewolf. He was the only one now in his pack that wasn't mated and he wanted to hit the lot of them sometimes. Especially Charlotte who was on his case about finding one. Oh yeah because female werewolves were so easy to find, just like finding a damn changeling. They didn't grow on fucking trees!

A changeling was the name given to humans that were able to become what they were. No it didn't have to happen during the moon. That was just when their attributes were strongest, a normal person would end up dead after a werewolf attacked them. Given the wound of course. A changeling would clearly change, but Marcus was a bit different as well.

He traveled in a pack that were his cousins, at least before they started to find mates. Tended to be that way, they liked having packs. They were a pack animal, and normally after a certain amount of time they would break away from the parent pack. Exactly what he and his cousins had done. The alpha in their group was Mathis, the oldest of them. Possibly the oldest werewolf in this part of the world. He was near a thousand, just like his sister who was twenty nine years younger. Marcus was only ten years younger than Mathis, and five years younger than Gage the last of their related group.

Gage had been the first in their group to fall. He found Lori a changeling. Gage was boarder line alpha but took second to Marcus. Who was also mated to a changeling Kristen. Lucky bastards had found the rare few women that weren't complete pushovers. Then there was Charlotte, Mathis's sister who also mated to a human changeling. Though all were werewolves now. He hated being around them especially during the moon.

That wasn't completely true, he loved being in the pack. He hated being the only one not mated. And that was the problem, female werewolves were damn hard to find unmated. They were driven to mate, both females and males. What sucked, Werewolves could only sexually respond to other werewolves or changelings. So there was his problem, his pack was all mated but him. Sex was clearly something they loved. He had to be around all those pheromones with no one to help with the fucking problem.

He couldn't use a human, his body would just not get hard. No arousal even if he felt it on the inside. Drove him insane, and both Gage and Lori were trying for another child as she'd become fertile again. He was thinking of moving off for a bit. Searching, because the mating process for them could be kind of... violent for lack of a better word. Females could be nasty pieces of work, and they were not going to mate with just anyone.

Oh no, they made you work for it. Males tended to force females more than not. But who were they kidding, both parties enjoyed it either way. You became mated when you broke a female, hard to explain. It was when she gave into you. And not like yeah okay let's have sex, it was during the act. Something internally snapped and created a bond. But obviously Marcus wasn't going to have that happen anytime soon.