Mistaken Affection (BoyXBoy M-preg)

Prolouge

The moment I've been waiting for is so close. I can practically taste the offering to be made upon appointment. I have about three months left until the blood moon is here.

"Adrian, how are you doing?" my best friend, Saks, walks into my bedroom. His blonde hair gelled bag revealing the faded scar across his forhead; a mark left by one of those damned bloodsuckers.

"I'm amazing, just thinking about the blood moon. "

"Damn, it's hard to believe in just a few months you'll be appointed Alpha or our pack. Are you nervous?" I erupt in a fit of laughter, bouncing off of my large bed, forcing Saks onto his back. Bitch didn't even see it coming.

"Of course I'm not nervous. I've dreamt about this day for as long as I can remember." Saks rolls us over so we're both on our backs staring up at my ceiling.

We sit in silence, my head leaning against his broad shoulder. I love Saks like a brother, ever since we were just pups we've been best friends and once I'm Alpha he's to be appointed Beta of our pack.

"Beta, wanna go for a hunt?" I smack his head playfully and crack my knuckles; Saks cringes slighty then nods happily.

I walk over to my window and pounce from the sill; landing on the ground on all four black paws. Being the son of two purebred Alphas, I may not have human physical brawn ,but my wolf is pure muscle. A large black beast, large shoulder, two big bright golden eyes, and my canines are sharp and always prepared to snap a Buck's neck or a Vamp's head clear off.

Before I start to pad through the forest I await Saks. In the blink of n eye, a large brown wolf is at my side, his grey-blue eyes in a narrowed glare.

Watch it, Beta,I bark playfully, nipping behind his ears. Saks howls and darts toward the Hunting Grounds. I quickly gather my wits and bound behind the wolf.

Saks and I dodge a mass of branches and ruff, his rapid movements as well as my own will cause the prey to avoid our location. Well thankfully we're hunting deer, they're honestly the stupidest animal I've ever eaten.

Halt, I bark. What's that smell? It's clearly a creature, but not one I've ever encountered. I have to admit, it's a bit intoxicating; like honey suckles and daisies. Where the hell did that come from? Since when do I talk like that?

I start to track the scent, Saks reluctantly follows just in case we need to fight. Wolves are great on our own, but together we're so much better.

I track the scent to an open field; the grounds are dry and hard. Nothings seems to have been here for years maybe eons. Then, I catch another whiff. The pleasurable scent that led e here, I command Saks to stand watch while I go and find the source. If it's something good I don't plan on sharing, it's just not in my character.

I walk through the rough, my heart beating hard. I want to find this scent bad; the aroma is driving me to madness. Whatever is producing it has to be something good, hell it has to be something damn well amazing!

I shift back into human form, thankfully during transitions our clothing remains intact. I follow the scent, then, I stop.

A boy, dark blonde hair slicked back to expose his two burning violet orbs. A jawline fine enough to cut through glass and damn his body is perfect. Lean, muscular, and he has bits of dark inkings making themselves noticed upon his neck and fore arm.

"Who are you?" my breath catches in my throat, his radiant gaze falling over me.

"M-m-my," I can't focus with so much beauty so close to me.

"Take your time, love. I'm not gonna bite." he stands closer to me, his chest touching mine, his hand cupping my cheek gently.

"My name is Adrian." I finally catch my breath. He smiles my heart feels as if it's beginning to cave. Something about him is so different, unique. I just can't place it.

"My name is Danse. If you don't mind me saying Adrian, you're beautiful. Absolutely, breath taking." I feel my skin flare up, Danse runs the pad of his thumb across my bottom lip. He leans forward, I find myself leaning up to meet him halfway.

Our lips meet in a gentle kiss; his arms traveling down to my waist pulling our bodies closer. Soon, the kiss becomes heated; I slip my hand underneath his shirt and being pulling it over his head. I pull the black item over is head; Danse doing the same with me. Our tounges clash in a passionate fight for dominance.

'I need you. I don't know why, but I just need to have you tonight." Danse says breathless. I acknowledge his desire, his need and allow him to have me. As much as I hate to admit it...

I need him too.