Plenty? [BoyxBoy]

[Warning: BoyxBoy]

1. First Wolf

Jesse’s P.O.V.

   It hurt. It hurt to breathe and it hurt to move. He did it again, but, again, I didn't fight back, because even though he was older, I was stronger, I was stronger because I had already made the change, a whole year earlier than most, and I knew, I knew who he was to me. He was my Mate, my reason for living, the only one who could keep me whole, and he beat me for being gay. I hated him, but I could never hate him because he, he was my everything.

   Aaron has beat me for months, it started when he overheard me talking to alpha's son, my best friend. He overheard the simple words 'but I love him'.  Those four words were my confession that ruined my life. Aaron didn't know I was talking about him and I thank my lucky stars for that everyday, because if he knew, I just know, it would be so much worse than what it is. He’d reject me, and that pain in itself would be a thousand times worse than any amount of pain from the punches Aaron could give me. If he rejected me, I would die.

   I lay on the dry brush of the desert floor letting my self heal from the brutal punches. I pulled small sticks and rocks from the cut along my jawline, I couldn't even imagine the strength Aaron will have when he makes the change, if he can do this to me without his wolf. I felt my broken bones set themselves when I straightened my arms and legs, the sharp pain made me flinch, he's gotten stronger, so much stronger, he’s close. His birthday is in six days, six days until he will have enough strength to kill me, in more ways than one.

   As the sun set my final injuries healed, and I pushed myself into my feet, still slightly dizzy from blood loss. I usually I would strip before I made the change, but my clothes were already shredded from Aaron's beating, and evidence of his attack. I gave into my wolf and he pushed through, I felt and heard the familiar sound of my bone snapping and repositioning themselves. It felt good to be this way, on four legs and free. I shook out my red brown coat out and began to run. I ran hard and long, pushing myself until my muscles burned, this was the pain I needed, physical, not emotional, and self inflicted, not contradicted. I was running away from him, I was always running away from him, because I was scared of him, so scared of what he could do to me.

I ran until I heard crackling in the bushes, causing me to come to a complete stop and to crouch behind the bush i had stopped next to, using my enhanced hearing, I listened for the sound again. It came again closer than before, causing my heart to pick up, I scanned the desert in front of me, the tall bushes giving me cover, until my eyes found the noise, two men.Their sents hit my nostrils seconds after spotting they them, they reeked of alcohol and urine, and they looked very out of place, stumbuling from side to side. i looked around for a vehicle and frowned when i saw lights, the Y saloon loomed in the distance. I had ran almost all the way into town, sighing i straighten up and began to run back to the pack house, back to Aaron.

Aaron's P.O.V

   I beat him harder this time, because it hurt. It hurt me, it hurt to punch him, not physically and not emotionally, more like something inside me hurt, so I punched harder. It hurt more, so I punched even harder, and it hurt even more, I punched harder and harder until I got mad at whatever was hurting inside me and gave up, I left him broken and bloody on the desert floor.

   ‘What the hell was that?’ I thought to myself as I trudged up the stairs to my room. ‘Why did it hurt this time? It never hurt before, and why in the hell did I want to go back and see if he was okay?’ the house was quite, meaning the Enforcers were on night patrol and the rest of the pack was asleep.

  'I have to see if he was okay,' I was thinking to myself as I lay in bed. 'But the sun is gone,'. I tried to convince myself not to go, but something inside me pushed me to go. I pushed myself off my bed and and ran into the cool desert night. I came to a halt when i reach the clearing i had left him in, that something inside me panicked,  ‘He not where I left him’, a little voice in my head screamed, all that remained was his scent and small pieces of fabric from what i think used to be his shirt. I shrugged and began to head back into the house until a growl ripped from my chest. It was then i knew that the ‘something’ inside me that wanted to protect Jesse, was my wolf. I was six days away from my sixteenth birthday, the day I was supposed to change, but apparently my wolf decided to show an early interest in Jesse. ‘GO!’ wolf yelled at me, pushing me to find Jesse.

I searched for hours, following his scent almost to town, i was surprised i could even follow his scent, my nose had never been that good. When his scent got stronger, my wolf became excited, and then suddenly anxious, like something was wrong, I ran towards his scent as fast as my two feet would take me, until i stumbled over something. The metallic smell of blood assaulted my nose as I fell to the ground, turning my head i saw something that made me heart drop and my head spin, Jesse’s body, bruised and naked in a small pool of blood.

My wolf whined, seeing him like that, i’m not so happy with his infatuation with this fag, but even without my wolf, a whimper would have escaped my lips, he look so helpless and hurt. i checked for a pulse, and barely got one, panicking, I turned him to pick him up, but I dropped him when I saw him chest, six bullet hole all splintered with tiny flecks of silver, whoever shot him, knew he was a wolf. Shaking I picked up his unconscious body and ran back t the pack house.

Rushing through the house, i made it to the pack doctor’s door, i kicked it with my foot until a very angry Dr. Shelton came to the door. I rushed past him a gently put Jesse on the bed, and turned to the doctor,  “save him”, i breathed just before i broke down crying. i couldn't handle this, sure I beat Jesse, but that was because of what he was, I’ve always been taught that being gay was wrong, but other than being gay, Jesse was a good person, he volunteered at the shelter in town and was a hard worker at the feed bin, everyone at school loved him, he helped everyone and was always there with an open heart and mind whenever you needed him, he was perfect. Who ever hurt Jesse hurt him because of who he was. Jesse made the change on his fifteenth birthday, he was a strong wolf, but that didn't matter that he changed early, because he fit in with everyone, just the same. He is a wolf there is nothing that could be done to change that and who ever hurt him was targeting not just him, but our whole pack, and i wasn't ready for that.

Jackson, the alpha’s son was the first of many to come to the infirmary in the morning, he was Jesse’s best friend, the only other person that knew about his sexuality other than me. he looked at me with a sense of pity, “Aaron, you should go take a shower, change your clothes, he’ll be here when you get back, i promise.” he sound almost as if he was talking to a little kid, when he spoke to me, which was strange because he always spoke to me with disdain and traces of hatred, he was being nice to me and it should have scared me but instead i just growled at him, I didn't want to leave Jesse, not with Jackson, not with Dr Shelton not with anyone, I found him and i have every right to stay with him., “Don’t growl at me Aaron, i'm just trying to watch out for you, you look like a mess and you could really use a bar of soap.”

My wolf wasn't comfortable leaving Jesse, but Jackson had the right to have some alone time with him, and i did need a shower, “Fine i’ll be five minutes at most, then i'm staying until he wakes up.” I told Jackson, as i exited the room. Stepping into the bathroom, i saw myself in the mirror and flinched at the version of me that stared back. There were large bags under my eyes, and my shirt was caked in blood and mud. My shower was short and sweet, it felt better to be clean. I made my way back to Jesse’s room, but paused in the doorway, Jackson was talking.

“I think he knows Jess, he’s showing all the signs, and he so close to the change I wouldn’t be surprised if his wolf was beginning to show itself.” Jackson sighed putting his head on Jesse’s chest causing my wolf to stir, he didn't like him touching him like that, i pushed myself off the frame i was leaning on and walked across the room and sat in the chair on the opposite side of the bed, Jackson looked at me and sighed, he got up and left the room leaving me with Jesse and my thoughts, ‘why was I all the sudden so attached to him? Why did i care if his friend touched him, he was a fag after all, why did he matter so much to my wolf?”

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This story is inspired the wolves in the Blue moon Series by Robokitt. This Story is my goal this summer, I have a month left and i want i finish it before school starts.

Should i finish this story? Comment and let me know.

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