The basement smelled wet and old and perhaps as if something had died down there, but Colby didn't want to think about that thought too much. Who knew what Luna did down here? So, instead, his mind went to the talk that he needed to have with the rest of his roommates and, most importantly, Sam.
Oh Sam, Colby thought as his blue eyes glanced over the blonde head in front of him, leaning against the wall of the old basement.
He was still unsure about how to approach everything that had changed between them all.
A few lightbulbs hung down around them, but they didn't show much. With his heightened senses, Colby could see old stone walls as the basic structure of the house, a bit moist from excess water, and cobwebs dangling from the wooden floor above them. One side of the basement held about 7 trunks. All stacked in various towers and overlaying each other. Upon closer inspection, Colby could make out initials on the sides of them: B.O., and Colby wondered who they belonged to and how Luna had them. Maybe they were a family members?
On the other side of the basement, however, the space had been transformed into a large cell with thick bars about the width of Colby's arm from floor to ceiling. The floor was stone and dusty and a bit damp as water pooled in the valleys.
His blue eyes went back to staring at Sam in front of him, feeling the urge to wrap his arms around the blonde's waist and rest his chin in the crook of Sam's neck. It was getting harder and harder for him to control himself around the blonde. Several times over the past few days, Colby had gone into what Aaron termed "horny madness." But, it wasn't just a matter over the fact that Colby hadn't got "his rocks off," rather it was the fact that he now knew who his Omega was and, since he was going so long without claiming his Omega, it was driving the Alpha in Colby insane.
Yet, Aaron wasn't wrong with Colby's "horny madness." He was acting like he needed a good fucking. A good fucking from the blonde Omega.
"Alright, who wants to go first?" Luna spoke up from the center of the room.
She drew Colby's gaze away from Sam. This evening, she wore a pair of black skinny jeans, ripped at the knees, and a band shirt that was a size too big so it fell off her one shoulder to reveal her bare shoulder. The light made it look like silk, like smooth chocolate. Her emerald green eyes were on fire as they drifted over each of the people in the room.
No one was making a step forward till Elton cleared his throat and did so. Corey made a sound of disbelief, but kept it back as he simply watched the older man. Reluctantly, Corey let go of Elton's hand.
Luna smiled brightly, "Like a true Beta would," and she motioned to the cage, "Please step in, Beta Elton."
Colby watched as the older man walked into the cage and Luna shut the door behind him, locking it. The metal clang rang out in the basement. Elton's eyes observed the area he was in before returning to the lock on the door and then swooping up to stare at Corey. Colby watched him nod and mouth, 'It's going to be okay, Core," and Colby heard Corey make a small whimper noise.
"Alright," Luna clapped her hands together, "The first time changing willingly into your other form is quite difficult so I don't expect any of you to get it on your first try. It takes a lot of energy out of you, as well, so if you start feeling light headed, let me know. Now, Beta Elton, I want you to close your eyes," and Colby watched as Elton did as such, "And focus on your breathing. Focus on your heartbeat. Focus on the sounds of dripping water."
Everything fell silent except for those sounds and even Colby would admit it was soothing.
"Beta Elton, I want you to picture the one thing you treasure the most in this world. It could be a person, place, an animal, a memory, an item. It has to have a deep connection with you," Luna continued, taking a step toward the cage. Once a few seconds had past, Luna added, "Do you have it?"

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☽ Howl ☾ [ SOLBY AU ] ✔
FanfictionIt happened when they were out exploring the supposedly haunted forest a few weeks after their trip to the Stanley Hotel. Colby remembers pain, flesh being ripped from his bones. Now, there still is pain, but it is now a sort of comfort to him like...