Drexel' POV:
I stare into the mirror, wondering what this day will bring. I'm up early, usually before the rest of the pack members. It's Saturday, five thirty in the morning. I am freshly showered and have only my towel on. As the moon is phasing in a few weeks, I am constantly reminded that the she-wolfs will be going into heat soon. Their body's sync up to moons cycle. I awake this morning with my body already at attention. I was burning up with desire raging in my blood. I had that dream again. The one where I'm chasing a white wolf in the moon light, but she's forever out of my reach. My mind is playing tricks on me. The un-mated she-wolves will be putting themselves on display for me; I'm sure. I huff and put on my joggers and a zip up hoodie to go for a training session. I like to get my trains in early in the morning on weekends. Conner, my younger brother, and I take shifts with our father setting up patrols with the other pack warriors and the beta of the pack.
We don't have a lot of wars or fights these days. Our pack is a large and strong pack mostly keeping to the southeastern US. We have alliances with all of the other sects in the area. We are fairly spread out in North America. There are only a few times when we all come together to meet for border disputes, mating ceremonies, and the blessing of pack births.
As I head down the back dark wooden stairs into the kitchen, I catch a whiff of something delicious. Our cook, Julia, is creating a sumptuous feast. I don't have the patience for formality this morning. I feel like Im in a cage. My wolf biting at my heals to be let out. When Julie turns away, I run in, grab a bottle of water, a few pieces of bacon, and a couple bites of eggs, and I wolf it down quietly, and head out the servants door. I get scolded by the butler, Hans, on my way out. "The Alpha is expecting you at breakfast! Please use the main entrances Prince Drexel." But I run away quickly. A smirk in my face.
As I slow to a walk, I look around, taking in the morning, assessing the boarders of our lands with my wolf senses. I can feel the tug of our boundaries and all of the pack members. It stretches out for 300 miles in every direction. The wolf sense is incredible. We can pickup on so much telepathically through our pack members. Alone we can only so far out. Luckily I can link to whoever I want at any time, it's not a constant noise, but I can always pickup emotions. So if someone is sad, hurt, excited, scared, I can pick it up with my royal blood.
I make it to the Annexed gym in the courtyard of our palatial estate. It's about a 10 minute walk to these outer pack shared buildings. I go early so I'm not bothered by anyone else. I have no real duties today, as I'm leaving later to meet up with the Capricorn pack. We have near one-hundred thousand acres of land that buts up to the Boarder of Tennessee in North Carolina. Our estate is planted deep in an old unknown to the humans and unspoiled cedar pine forest. The estate is situated in a valley surrounded on all sides by heavily wooded pines and acres of rolling foot hills and high mountains. I look out and see mountain range with an sleepy caldera lake plateau in the distance. The highlands of NC, what a beautiful sight.
As I am about to enter the door, I can smell it. I have been trying to hold my breath, but I'm unable to curb my instincts. "Not again." I sigh internally. I let a deep rumble escape from my chest. My inner wolf is chomping to get out. I've dealt with this pull every year. Our constellation is strong. Our moon is starting to crest. Waxing into a large sliver, smiling at me as it sets in the morning. It's still dark outside so my senses are heightened. I can't help what awaits me inside. I already know, it's my ex.
I take a deep breath and walk in. Inside is a she-wolf, the betas daughter, my ex. She is 19 and smells delectable. I curb the need that is rising in me and head to the bench to lift. I try to loose myself in thought, to keep my mind off of her, intoxicating scent. Many of the un-mated males in our pack engage in the moon ceremony, Chasing she-wolf tail around for sport. It is not unheard of to loose ones virginity in the moon ceremony. We all pretty much had by twenty-one. It's uncontrollable once the moon is at it's height. I have learned to control my wolf and myself and act like a gentleman. I must keep up my royal appearance, and stay away from any she-wolves, that are not my mate. I typically go to the moon cere, sniff around in dissatisfaction, and head here, barricading my self in the gym for a night of heavy workouts alone. I have been able to fight off most of the moons beckoning for me to let out my wolf, but unfortunately… there are times I can not hold him back.
Unless, I trail off in thought… then I catch a whiff. Her intoxicating scent filling my nostrils, of deep musk, pine, and rose. I follow the scent and rise up., now sitting on the bench. My eyes immediately dart to Jane. But I stand up and turn. I walk to the other side of the room. I concentrate on my lifting. I add more weight to the other bench. I sit down, eyes fixated on the bar and pump out slow, controlled reps.
The battle in my head starts again. "Why is she here?" I say to myself. My wolf aura stretching over to her, taking a gander at her sumptuous form. I shake my head again. My eyes are beginning to dilate. "Not happening." I say to my wolf. He growls at me with displeasure.
"I am 26! We have had her before, why not now?" My wolf screams.
"I need her! I need release! This she-wolf is fine! Just f**k her!"
"NO!" I growl taking over. "She is not mine." "I want MY mate!" I accidentally say out loud. I shake my head.
I know I have scared her slightly. I get up, and move my weights down. Racking them in their holder. I turn around and look at her, trying not to stare at any part of her directly.
"I am sorry Jane," I say to her.
I am surprised now. I stagger backward a bit as she walks off of the treadmill and comes over. Her eyes look down in respect. She opens her mouth "Drex…I, I want to tell you something." My wolf is upfront in my mind, borderline uncontrollable at this point. I put out my hand to stop her and squeeze the bridge if my nose with my other hand. She hesitates.
"I… I um, know I'm not your… mate, but I can help you. I want to be here for you. We are friends. We've been together before. I… I… I'm in…." She trails off.
She flares her nostrils. She pauses, glaring up at me. Taking in my scent. Immediately her pupils constrict and then zero in on my face. She puts on an amazing pout. Looking up intently into my eyes. I try to keep my distance from her.
"I know Jane. I can smell you. I know you are going into heat. It's just the planetary alignment happening. You don't actually want me. It's just your wolf. You are my ex. We have been down this path before. You do not need to go this." I say, perturbed at my wolf.
Breathy, "We can make it work… I really want us to try again, maybe it wasn't the right timing?"
I say in a determined response. "No, Jane. You will find your mate. It would be another pointless f**k. I know we have ran around a few times at the moon ceremony, and we dated before that, but this is different. I don't know what I'm capable of. The answer is no. It's not meant to be. You know the rules us royals have to follow in finding a mate. I can't claim whoever is want. We must be moon-matched!"
She scoffs and turns around to begin running on the treadmill again and puts her earbuds back in. Flipping her long blond pony tail in my face. Just like she does when I've chased her a few times. Her russet colored wolf, golden in the moonlight. A beautiful sight to behold. But at the end of the day, she and I are friends. We've been playing a game of chase for years. We dated a few years back, but when she wasn't my mate, I withdrew from her completely. Yeah, I like her, I'll admit it. She's beautiful, but I can't accept her as my mate. My wolf growls. "I want to take her, NOW!" I shake my head and look down. Adjusting my composure. This was going no where fast. As I try to mask my emotional turmoil.
I smell her scent as she walks away. I can hear her heart racing, the sweat from her perspiration, and the heavenly smell dripping from her. It's causing my wolf to take over. My eyes cloud.
"S**t!" I say.
Standing there. My pupils dilate and fixate with my Sagittarius gift. Zooming into the curve right below her supple a**. I watch in a trance; it's bouncing in the rhythm of her running pace. I turn my head to the side and internally say, "Damn." I then peak again, unable to stop, and stare at her slender small waist. Imagining grabbing her and claiming her as mine. I trail my eyes to her thick thighs, up to her small arms and back. I can see her mounds bouncing in her sports crop top from the side. It's enough to make me feral right now. I let out a cough, trying to stifle a moan, and walk back to lean on the weight bar to my right. I am desperately trying to break the connection. As I am facing the opposite direction, my fangs start to protrude and slowly start to hang out of my mouth.
I cover my mouth with my hand and seethe a low, "Fff***k," out of my mouth. I'm standing here staring at her like a puppy. I know what this means. My wolf is trying to take over. What the hell is wrong with me? I squint my eyes, pushing my wolf back down and turn away again.
I continue to try to lift weights "You are better than this." I mumble to myself. My body responds more to her scent trails as she starts huffing, intensifying her run. I instinctively breathe into my nose. My wolf smells her, he can't take any more. I crack my neck and turn to where she is. Trying to concentrate on my reps. I try not to invade her personal space. But I can't help but scan up and down her long legs. A blond pony tail is swinging as she runs hard on the treadmill. It is wafting more of her scent towards me. I get aroused even more.
I start to feel pressure building low in my groin. My wolf is calling out to me. My eyes turn bright golden yellow and my pupils idolatry to huge orbs. My wolf takes some control of my human form and starts to walk over towards her. "Stop! What are you doing?" I say to my wolf internally, but he's trying to block me out. She can sense me and immediately stops the treadmill. She turns around and steps off. Taking her earbuds out and putting them on the table. She walks up within a foot of me. "Like a moth to a flame," my wolf chuckles to me.
"What is wrong with you?" She pants, out of breath. "Are you feeling okay?" Says Jane.
I continue on, bridging the gap between us. May babe been able to stop my wolf, but I have been pushed aside by my Lycan. This has only happened a few times during the moon ceremonies. He's almost drooling, flaring my nostrils, and takes in a big breath in. Consuming her scent. Assessing her scent. "S**t" I internalize. He doesn't speak, he can't get out and run free, but he's always here. By now he is almost fully Controlling my human form.
I sense she-wolves emotions in our pack through the telepathic link, like all pack members. Jane is scared, immediately looking away, sensing the change in my eyes and the powerful aura of my Lycan. He can tell she is going into heat. He is going to take her.
I get occasionally aroused by these females but I typically choose not to do anything about it. The mate-bond has yet to find me. I am starting to loose hope. I have this ache in my chest, a hole, I need to relieve this building pressure. Sure I had the occasional tail-chase, but I never have found MY mate. Those nights always ended in unspoken and unrequited lust. My Lycan took whoever he wanted, but the goddess was always watching, never allowing a marking to happen, most of the time… that is.
This was different all together. Today, my Lycan wants out. He is not bound by the moon ceremony. He is just trying to do his primal duty. I get it! He only has one thing on his mind.
"Mate!" I hear in my head. "We must mate her!" I am trying to regain control as I am forced to walk over to Jane. I feel a tightness in my sweatpants start to form more intensely. I reach her, trying to stifle this arousal and physical connection. I put my hands out to try to keep my distance. I end up pinning her against the wall. I lower my head, sniffing softly into her neck as she opens herself to me in submission. My large protruding fangs throbbing with need now just below my top lip.
"BITE! BITE! Claim her as ours!" Droning on an unspoken beat in my head.
"She is not our mate!" I say.
The wolf chimes in,
"just f**k her and get it over with! He'll go away." I take in her scent again, involuntarily.
"Oh, you smell so sweet." I say to her on a deep breath. Jane blushes red under my gaze as I raise my head up to hers and lock eyes. Her wolf is very ready for me. I can see the desire in her eyes. The powder blue color almost invisible as her Pupils display their arousal. I can smell her essence dripping from her core. Priming her slit for me. It's almost too much to take. I know it's not entirely for me. She was probably here to work off her internal fires too. It is not the first time my wolf has tried to take over and succeeded. But this… this is my lycan. I can't fully stop him, but I need to be in control, otherwise I'll end up mated to someone who is not my true-mate. This will make me weaker. I force my way though to the front of my conciseness.
I am bombarded with Janes arousal. I almost choke on her scent. It's clouding my head and my thoughts are going dark again. Erotic images of nights long forgotten stream into my head. I gaze into her supple chest. Hard beads protruding under her sports bra.
I ask her, "Is this is really okay? I've never had s*x outside of the moon ceremony. This means nothing has changed between you and I, and I can't control what my wolf will do, but I do need your help? Are you willing to help me keep him at bay?" The last thing I want is an accidental mate because I can't keep it in my pants I say to myself. I try to control this urge.
She shyly says,"Yes, Drex. I want you too." Looking up at me through long eyelashes. My eyes trail to her lips. My wolf let's out an internal chuckle. "Any she-wolf would be crazy to say no to the future Alpha."
I tell him to shut up, I'm forced to let him have his fun while I get the release, I so desperately need. It's been over a year, but why the f**k can't I wait another few weeks for the ceremony? I barely remember what happens during those times. I just wake up in a pile of naked she-wolves every time disgusted with my wolf. What is wrong with me?
My eyes blaze gold and my wolf takes over. I can no longer take my arousal. I smash my lips into Janes neck and start to suckle her. I nibble and suck. Trying not to go too deep with my fangs. There is a forbidden depth that would allow my venom to impregnate her veins with my mark. I pull her towards me grabbing her butt and waist. I try to lightly nibble on her neck in several places. She lets out a moan, and rolls her head back, taking in the pleasure. I grind my now hard member into her thigh instinctively. She lets out a moan again. "I want you." I say to her. I take my hand and squeeze her breast under her bra. Releasing her breasts from their construction. I relish in the soft feeling of them. I run my finger over her hard bud. She moans again in pleasure.
I stare into her eyes, determined, lust filled. I kiss her lips with force. I can feel our scents mixing. Her mouth is sticky sweet. It is a heavy and intoxicating mix of hormones. I break the connection to proceed kissing her neck, making a trail to her exposed belly. I kiss her ferociously. I put my hand over her pants and rub the front of her slit. I can feel the moisture pooling there through her clothes. I can smell the scent of her essence. I stand and begin suckling on her neck again. Then start a trail to her breasts. I grab one in my mouth. She winces slightly in pain. I place a small superficial bite, and then suck. She begs me. "Please Drex, I need you. I need more."
Then says under panting breaths, "Drex, you can mark me if you want. I'll be a good Luna!" I suddenly glare at her. Forcing my eyes into focus. I swallow hard, my fangs grow another 1/2 inch out of my mouth. My eyes turn red. My lycan, now at the forefront of my subconscious. My fangs now touching my lower lip. Achy with need all over. I feel myself going for her neck. She bites her lip with her fang and blood starts dripping from her lip. She wants to mix our blood and fully complete the mate bond. Does she have any idea how much I want to do that right now? It too much. I lower my head into her neck and squeeze her into me, my rod fully hard and at attention for her now. I sniff deeply into her neck, and she releases a shiver. I know she wants me. I want her. I surprise myself at this realization. I have visions of biting her neck, tasting her blood, making her mine.
"No, I can't do this to you!" I say as I recoil back clamping my mouth shut.
I resolve myself internally that I need a cold shower. I can't handle this. "What the actual F**K?" I yell at my wolf. These kinds of things are reserved for my mate, not Jane. She is not ours. "Damnit, any man can have her." I growl to my wolf. This is pointless. I cannot let my hormones go any further! I think to myself.
I swiftly use my Sagittarius gift to turn, break the connection of our bodies, and run out of the door while panting like a teenage boy. I run into the woods, shifting mid stride, not bothered with my clothes, and shredding them in the process. My paws touch the ground. My body shifts into my wolf form. My fur starts to grow longer. A dark auburn fur with an undercoat of black. My eyes glow yellow and I run as fast as I can. I run for what seems like forever. The sun is coming up. I reach the lake and dive into the cool waters of Caldera. It's still somewhat cool water in November. I swim over to the ice-cold spring and connecting waterfalls that cascade into the lake. I stand under the waterfall. Allowing it to drench me in it's frigid water. After a while I turn back into my human form and try to relax. I stand there, naked. Allowing a cool resolve to overcome me.
What was I thinking? Why is my Lycan so strong? Could it be that our mate will be found soon? Does he know she's out there? I quietly think to myself. I decide to head to the other side of the mountain where a few hot springs are. I try to ease out any remaining tension. I needed that! I slowly sink into the hot water as I also sink deep into creeping thoughts that live rent free in my head.
The Lycan males find their mate during a full moon. They shift to their wolf form and run free with the un-mated she wolf-females. A moon chosen mate is the best match. While Lycan males can take any mate they desire at any time, I am only a wolf shifter. So I must wait until the moon ceremony. I am Unbound and cannot produce offspring until I am blessed by the moon goddess with my mate.
Otherwise they can be outcast if they chose to bond immediately at the time they find each other. It does happen. Like what Jane was suggesting. But I don't take it lightly. The process is hard for a soon to be Luna, not all women make the shift from she-wolf to Lycan, and can be rejected, and die. The only true bond is the moon chosen. Lycan blood is royal, pure blood, only reserved for the Alpha and Luna of the pack. Their firstborn male and female heir and their mate only after completing the mating bond. The wolves in the pack are shifters, werwolves. The only other way to become lycan is death. You kill an Alpha and his mate. Drain all of their blood and eat their hearts and their offsprings hearts. A brutal challenge that most fail to achieve. I can't do that to Jane. I must find my mate.