Written in the stars (BxB)

Chapter five-Jason

Getting back to the pack house all I want to do is shower. I race up to my room praying I don't bump into my dad. Luckily I don't mean I can slip into my bathroom with ease. If my dad could smell Alexander on me he'd have a fit. Since we were pups we were always told that vampires were the worst creatures in existence. They are evil and literally drink blood from people. At least that's what we were told. But how can that be if I'm mated to a vampire. Not all vampires could be evil– it's impossible. Besides I've heard of some only drinking animal blood so that must mean they care. But then I think of how I smelt human blood in Alexander's juice box and any hope diminishes. The idea of not knowing how old he is also weirds me out. What if he's five hundred years old dating me a freshly eighteen.

Walking into the shower I feel the hot beads of water cascade down my skin. Alexander's face comes into my mind again. Then the proximity of being in the closet with him. Heat burns all up my skin as my inner wolf needs Alexander so bad. My cock grows hard at the thought of what I could do to him. I imagine rubbing my cock against his, hearing him panting at my touch. The thought alone makes my eyes roll back with pleasure and my knees go weak. My hand is roughly clutching my cock as thoughts from today go in and out my brain. The feel of his hard fingers on my hips, if only I'd let him do more. If only he kissed me lightly showing me he should be mine. Lines of cum spurt from my dick as I remember Alex's eyes. Heavy pants leave my throat as the image of Alexander's face fades from my mind, bringing me back into the moment. The fact that we haven't done anything and he already makes me feel like this is terrifying yet exciting.

As I'm drying myself off I think of Edith, and how I wanked to someone else. Guilt laces my skin but I don't know if its guilt for her or for Alex. By being with Edith I'm inherently betraying Alexander. Yet I didn't know he was my mate until today, so, is that even a fair assumption? He met Edith, does he already think I betrayed him? Reeling, I want to ask him. How can I not even know a guy and be this infatuated? The more I think about it the more I consider what would happen if I rejected him. It would be a death sentence to myself– wolves that have been rejected or reject their mate feel awful, they normally go insane and turn rouge or die a slow painful death. It's a drawn out process and if I was mated to a female I probably wouldn't be thinking about this. But then if I was mated with a male werewolf though rare would my family accept that? My dad has always been open with me, saying he hopes I get a werewolf mate or a human. That's the standard afterall. There are some fae and werewolves that have been known to be mated but there's so many more humans it's normally them. My dad has never even mentioned the possibilities of mating with males and it's not something I'd ever been inclined to look into. Vaguely I know it has happened though it's extremely rare so we don't get told about it much. When we were all pups we were in double schooling, so we had the legal education system teaching the basics and then our own version of Sunday school. This is where we learnt all about the importance of mates especially for our kind. A wolf is not whole until they have their partner which was prevalent throughout all of school.

Getting dressed in some shorts and a t-shirt I head downstairs. Once I'm in the kitchen I start making myself something to eat. There are a few other of the pack members in here, but we're like a family. The alpha does have his own house not too far away but my dad has always loved the community feel of being in the pack house. There's something about it that feels like nothing else. Usually we spend the first six months of the year at the other house, then this part of the year here. It works out for the best because in this time of year there's all the holidays which are indescribable. My dad's joy from being around the pack is infectious and makes me so excited to be alpha. That's when I smell something odd, it's like a sweetness mixed with masculine cologne.

Mate, my inner wolf growls.

What the hell is Alexander doing here? Is he going to tell my dad? What if he's come here to reject me?