Craving Him | MM, Werewolf, Soulmate

Chapter 9

Trigger Warning: Rape and assault

Sam

Sam never identified as gay, not that it was possible in his pack. He didn't simply because he hadn't realized that there were other possibilities. His thoughts never strayed to girls when considering potential partners. Moreover, sexual orientation or sex in general wasn't something he gave much thought about. While his peers were busy dating girls, Sam never felt compelled to do the same. He knew he was different but didn't feel the need to make a big deal out of it. Even those around knew on some level he was gay; it wasn't because of the way he dressed, expressed himself, or acted. Rather, it was because he never felt the need to defend himself when others at school taunted him with the label "gay." He embraced this aspect of his identity, wearing it proudly like a badge and flaunting it without reservation.

So when Chris and his friends tailed him as he was going home from school, Sam didn't think much of it. He had become an expert in evading them. He was good at running which made him very good at escaping danger. Sam ran in a cris-cross motion across the forest to confuse them. All of those boys had gotten their wolves and their sense of smell was more acute than Sam's. Running this way was effective in confusing them.

It worked for the most part but when Sam reached his house one of Chris's friends was waiting for him there. He took hold of him while the other boys caught up. They pulled him into the forest, two of them holding his arms while one guy held his hair. Sam screamed for his mom, put all his strength into asking for help but she never opened the door. They got him deep into the forest and threw him against a tree. They kicked him until he couldn't stand up anymore.

"He looks like a rat," one of the boys snickered, poking him with his feet.

"You think he had ever taken it up his ass?"

"Eww..that's nasty."

"I bet he has at least sucked someone."

"How can you tell?"

"He looks like he would be good at it. Don't you see how pink his lips are?"

"You want to find out?" That was Chris. Sam stiffened at his words. He did not like the way he said it. Chris was the worst of them all. There was true malice behind his deeds towards Sam. His friends had fun while he got some kind of sick gratification from hurting him.

Chris gripped his hair and pulled his head back.

"Someone hold him still," Chris said, a look of pure evil on his face. Sam struggled to bolt, he felt nauseous, his heart thumping against his ear like a drum.

"Let me go!" Sam yelled. "What the fuck do you think you are doing?"

"You will find out soon."

"Hold his head," Chris instructed before lowering his zipper.

"Maybe we shouldn't," someone said from far away but he sounded faint against Sam's thumping heart.

"Please Chris, you don't want to do this. Please, don't," Sam cried, fear gripping his soul.

Chris's penis pushed against Sam's lips and Sam almost gagged with revolt. He kept his mouth closed but Chris pushed a finger between his lips and pulled his jaw down with so much force it dislocated. Sam cried out in pain but it only made Chris more excited. He panted like a pig as he shoved his penis into Sam's mouth, hitting the back of his throat. Something overtook Sam, he felt his body shift, his bones vibrate before he blacked out. When he woke up his mouth was covered in blood, he was naked, his clothes lay tattered by his side and the boys were nowhere to be found.

Sam limped his way to his house. His mother found him in that state and looked horrified.

"What did you do?" she asked.

Sam wondered how it would have been to have someone to care for him, to listen to him, to give him a safe space. The sight of his mother made his assault so much more painful.

He ignored her and walked to his room.

"Where are you going? You can't come home like this and go straight to your room. Tell me what happened. Am I going to be in trouble?" she yelled while Sam closed himself in his room.

He went to the bathroom and turned on the water. He cleaned himself until the water running down his body turned red from irritated wounds. He felt numb and nauseous. He didn't know where to go...who to tell what happened. No one will believe him. Chris was in the school's Hunting Team. He was the school's precious student while Sam was a disgrace. The school never defended him when they bullied Sam before. There was no way for Sam to defend himself. He shivered at the thought of going back to school. At the thought of coming across Chris again.

Sam dried himself ignoring the sting the towel left him in his raw body. He went to bed and covered himself with a blanket, finding reprieve in the warmth of his bed. He couldn't fall asleep though. His body kept jolting him up. As if Chris and his gang had come back for him.

His mom knocked on the door sometime in the afternoon the next day. Sam ignored for as long as he could but his mom kept knocking.

"Sam, what did you get yourself into? The elders are here," she said.

Sam sat upright. Maybe they found out what Chris had done to him. The elders had always helped him in the past. He walked out of the room and walked to the living room to stand before the elders.

All the pack's high-ranking elders were present in his house.

"Sam, you broke the pack's law," one of the elders said.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked, frowning.

"Your wolf hurt a fellow werewolf yesterday. Chris Fisher, your schoolmate, is in the hospital because you attacked him. He is fighting for his life."

"What?" his mom, exclaimed. "I should have known. Oh my fucking god. I am housing a murderer."

"Calm down Miss. Adler," one of the elders said.

"Sam, do you confess to hurting Chris Fisher?" the old man asked, turning to Sam.

"I don't know what you are talking about...I haven't gotten my wolf yet."

"There is no point in denying it. His friends witnessed the whole thing. They said you turned into your wolf and assaulted him. It is not uncommon for young wolves to act out. We can let it go this time if you confess to your crime."

"They are lying!" Sam yelled. "They assaulted me. They dragged me from my house into the woods and beat me up. Chris...Chris raped me."

The room went eerily silent. "That's a gross accusation, son," the elder said in a serious tone.

"I am not lying!" Sam cried out.

The elder sighed, standing up. "In that case, there will be a council meeting and the Alpha would be involved."

"Sam, just agree to what you did. Don't involve the council," his mom interjected.

"They almost killed me, Mom," Sam sobbed. "Chris raped me."

"Don't say that word!" she said with disgust.

"I think it would be best if the council handled it," one of the elders said. They left the room and sent a message later that day stating the date and time of the Council Meeting.

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