Once in a Blue Moon (boyxboy)

Part 13

Sam's POV

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The following week went by quickly. Michael and I met Bailey and Rider at the mall that Saturday and walked around for a bit. They did run off to do something and when we met up again, Michael was blushing. I wonder what that was about.

After the mall I went back to Michael's house, and we hung out in his room. I didn't mean to, but I couldn't help getting a bit handsy on him. He was sitting between my legs with his back against me. He was wearing my shirt that I gave him, and it was driving my wolf crazy. I couldn't stop kissing on his neck and feeling his body. He didn't help by making such sweet noises and letting me do it. I know he told me to keep the marks discreet, but I wanted the world to know who he belonged to. I licked and nibbled, sucked and kissed as much of his neck and shoulder as I could. I wasn't satisfied until I could see my marks clear as day.

He was a mess just by me kissing his neck and touching him a little, imagine how he would react to me really touching him, in every place I could get to. There was a stronger scent coming from him and it was clear arousal. I wanted to help him out, pleasure him as much as he wanted. Show him I could provide in more ways than one.

But his mom knocked on the door and pulled us from our moment, telling us dinner was ready. I growled low and he chuckled a bit before turning around and kissing me. "One of these days we won't get interrupted." It sounded like a promise, and I smiled at the idea.

The rest of the week was mostly school and pack stuff. We had a meeting on Sunday about the Outlaws in the area and Tuesday we set up patrols. I was happy to see Michael every chance I got. I loved to see his smiling face when I would get him in the mornings. He was right, he heals very fast. By the time Monday came, he barely had any yellowing of the bruises remaining, almost completely healed. It shocked me a little but then I remembered who he is, what he is. But I couldn't let that worry me. Not yet, we still had time.

It was finally the next Saturday morning, and I was not feeling well. I felt hot, like I had a fever, and my body was cramping, my chest felt heavy, and I couldn't breathe right, and my wolf was whining. What the hell is going on? We very rarely get sick. Why was I feeling like this?

I walked down to the kitchen at chugged a glass of cold water, trying to drown out the heat. "Sam, you okay?" My dad asked with concern in his voice.

I sighed and shook my head. "I don't know what's going on. I feel hot and my chest is heavy. My body hurts, and my wolf is in pain. What the hell is going on?"

He touched my forehead and looked over me. "I think your body is reacting to your mate. I think you're going through a mini- rejection because of the lack of a mark." The concern in his voice scared me. "You're going to need to mark him soon, the sooner the better. Tonight, if possible."

I sighed and drank another glass. I know he's right, but I wanted to tell him before I marked him. But I don't think today is the right day to tell him. But I do need to mark him. I've been so close anytime we have gotten somewhat intimate, but we've been interrupted, or I've stopped myself. I'll have to figure something out today. Maybe I can bring him here after the carnival and make sure my parents aren't home. No interruptions. "Can you guys be out of the house tonight? We're going on a date to the carnival later, I can bring him over after, but I don't want any interruptions."

He nodded and patted my shoulder. "Let us know when you need us out and we'll go." He paused for a second. "I think you should tell him soon, too, about us. It would be more beneficial to do it before marking him, but I know that might not be easy. But if you mark him and he rejects you, it'll be harder." The thought of him rejecting me made me and my wolf whine. Would he really reject me for who I am? "But I don't think he would. There is something about him that says he'll love you no matter what." I smiled at his reassurance.