Dirty Little Secret

Running and Terror

Jason's POV

I race down the stairs, trying to be quiet as I past my parents still asleep on the couch, party decorations still up even though this doesn't feel like a fucking celebration.

I open the back door, closing it behind me before I'm running towards the forrest behind our house, my body shifting into the form of my wolf as I jump over a fallen log that blocks the entrance. I can feel Ryan in the back of my mind, watching me, but he doesn't say anything as I run, needing to get away from what just happened.

I feel a sense of numbness, still not quite sure what to do about any of the information I was just given.

The beat of my paws hitting the dirt echo in my mind, trying it's best to push out the noise of my thoughts, the ones screaming at me to go two different directions, both of them seeking damn near impossible, so I ignore them both.

I weave through fallen trees and avoid rocks and anything dangerous as I run, barely even putting attention into what I'm doing. This part of the vast forest has been ingrained in my skin since I was a little kid, and it's almost nothing to run towards a clearing over a mile away in the dead of the dark, just the moon and my memory guiding me.

When I break through the trees and arrive, I can immediately feel my mind begin to spiral out of control, but before I can let it, Ryan speaks up.

'We shouldn't have left him by himself, Jason.' He tells me quietly, and I hear him, but I don't answer, pacing around the large empty space only filled with flowers and nothing else.

'I had to get out of there.' I tell him and he doesn't say anything for a moment, but after a few minutes he speaks back up.

'You know how he is. He's going to be thinking himself into the ground until he convinces himself of something bad, Jace. I know you're scared, but you're being selfish.' He tried to reason and I snarl at him, though he doesn't flinch back from my anger or confusion, but stands there in the face of it.

'What if I am? Don't I get to be?' I snap at him, digging my nose into the flower and the dirt, trying to rub the smile of hun out of my nostrils.

I walk around the clearing, finally turning into human again as I feel the cold air on the bare skin of my arms. The wind blows through my hair, making it fall into my eyes and I sit down on the ground, laying back into the grass, letting the earth around me surround my body as it all saaay softly in the midnight breeze.

I think back to what happened, the way the clock struck twelve and my nose was hit with Nicks scent, Honeydew and Vanilla, the smell of him rushing into my nose in a way that it never has before. I could feel my body begging to go to him, to hold him.... even to fucking claim him as mine as if he isn't my little baby brother that can still be afraid of his own shadow.

Not only is he my brother, but I am his, and that means, more than anyone, he knows how much of a cluster fuck I am and how much I could hurt him.

How much I could break him.

That I could put him in danger.

'When have you ever hurt him?' Ryan asks me and the question catches me off guard and I pay attention to it before frowning.

'What are you talking about?' I ask him, trying to keep the panic and fear from swallowing me while at what we're going to do.

Oh Goddess our fucking heat. I didn't even think about our Monthly.

'Jason, focus. When have you ever hurt Nick, made him uncomfortable, or even made him so much as cry?' He asks me and I try to focus into he question and think back but I can't come up with an answer.

'I don't know, Ry.' I answer tiredly, closing my eyes against the moon and the thoughts and the house thats a little over a mile away that houses the boy thats supposed to be both my brother and my Mate.

'Exactly because you haven't. You're the only one that's been good to him. You're the only one he looks up to and trusts.' He urges me and it makes me frown and my lip curls a little bit, not in anger, but in a wave of unease a little.

'Why doesn't this bother you? He's our brother.' I exclaim, though more calmly than I meant to. I sink further into the ground, letting the earth below my be my bed as I open my eyes once more and look at the stars, glaring at the Goddess thats resting on the moon, taking little souls, one by one, eventually forming craters as time goes one.

With her magic and the souls from the moon, she creates Soulmates that are paired with each other before theyre born, their Bond predetermined.

She made a mistake.

She had to.

'It doesn't bother me because he's our Mate. I would rather it be us, people who actually care about him and how he's treated than someone else his going to use him as a breeding factory because he's an Omega. And I know we won't hurt him. I don't even think you have it in you." He tells me and he sounds so confident as if I should be thinking this way too, but I just... can't.

Instead I shift back to my wolf form, and lay my large head on my paws and fall asleep beneath the moon as the Goddess pairs up more souls, trying not to dream about the pup that's currently holding mine.

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I forgot to ask last time, but what do you think about Benny? How do you feel about the difference between how Benny and Ryan treats their humans?

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