I sat at the edge of the pond with Oscar and we were now quiet just enjoying the breeze. I had spilled the beans about marking Rodger and how weird I had suddenly felt. My feelings and the sudden thoughts filling my head all seemed to snowball out of control like a hand closing in on me and I had to get away.
After an hour Oscar sighed and placed a hand to my shoulder then pulled me close. I frowned and he shrugged.
"It seems to me that you're over thinking things…" He smirked. "You remember when we would get together more frequently?" I nodded. "You never had the same panic of being chained down." I frowned.
"It's different between us. We were young and stupid. Plus, I haven't marked you." He bit his lip and pulled his shirt aside as he shifted slightly.
"Might not see it too well." He tapped his left collar bone at a light patch of skin. "You marked me maybe three weeks into our casual affair." My eyes went wide and he grinned. "I didn't really know what was going on then either, so I kept my mouth shut… It's also not something a male would openly admit too." I saw him smile then shrug.
"Why didn't you say anything later?" He shrugged.
"It never came up in conversation and didn't seem important. And I liked the way we meet up." I nodded.
"Can you feel my emotions too?" He nodded.
"Not just emotions… From a distance I can't feel anything. When you get closer, I can feel your presence, then needs… Like if you were cold, hungry, hurt. Being very close to you like this I can feel your emotions." He shrugged. "Although some things are stronger than others… like panic, fear, rage… they are like a beacon."
"So how do you feel about me?" He smirked.
"The same as ever. The mark didn't suddenly make me want to scoop you off your feet and marry you, but you do need to realize you're a catch and if you simply told any of the unmated Watchdogs to get there buts over here and fuck you they would do so in a heartbeat… even some of the women." I gave him a glare. "Just saying boss. If you don't believe me ask them."
"I'll take your word…" I trailed off and he grinned.
"In the beginning after you first marked me the need to please you was unbelievably strong… but… acting that possessive and needy only seemed to push you away. So, I forced myself to take a step back and just let you come to me." He grinned. "And cum you did." He snickered and I shook my head.
"See your jokes haven't improved." He shrugged,
"Nope," He sighed. "The mark doesn't change the way someone feels about you. You can still keep things casual, but you just need to give it some time. When the mark is still new it's addictive and you just want more." He shifted. "But after a few months the feelings sort of become normal and you get used to it and then you just get on with things." He lay back on the grass. "I have two ladies I see when the urges take me." I sighed in relief.
"That's… reassuring." He smirked.
"Don't get me wrong if you wanted to take me right now I wouldn't object. After all I'm your slave." I frowned and glanced back to him.
"What the fuck did you just say?" He pushed himself up onto his elbows.
"I'm your slave… or do you prefer the term concubine?" My face fell.
"Explain this slave thing?" He nodded and pushed his dreads back.
"The concubine mark is also known as the slave mark it just depends on how you look at the history." He waved a hand slightly. "Were-folk… used to be wilder and the strongest are able to put their mark on the weak." Slowly he relaxed and lay back down pulling at the collar of the t-shirt he was wearing. "Dam clothes…"
"Stop stalling." He looked to me and smirked.
"Look. Only an Alpha can create a pack mark for all their pack members to show allegiance. Trust me I tried to create a mark but I'm a high Beta. I can't do it." He sighed. "Only mates can mark each other as this shows a mutual bond." He sat up and looked at me. "However, only the strong can put a mark on others to claim them." he shrugged. "Like you, I thought you would have figured that out by now." I shook my head.
"I only have limited knowledge of the werewolf lifestyle…" I trailed off something he said had caught my attention. "You said only the strong can mark another to claim them…" He nodded "And you're a high Beta…" His face fell.
"You don't even know what the fuck you are?" I narrowed my eyes at him and he covered his mouth. "Shit… you're in a more serious position than I thought…" He looked around and grabbed my hand as he stood up dragging me with him. "Come on." He pulled me towards a favorite hideout of his. hidden inside a small patch of trees and heavy shrubs.
"Oscar what are you doing?" He pulled open the rock that hid the entrance and waved me to the ladder.
"Just go inside." I sighed and slipped down the ladder into the darkness below.
Inside the little bunker was a few old pieces of furniture and the smell of damp filled the air. I looked to the rusting gas burner and smirked remembering the time Oscar had made coffee on it and nearly burnt the table to ashes. I looked around as he slid down the ladder after replacing the lid.
"What's all this about?" He sighed and scratched his head.
"You…" He seemed nervous. "You may not have a wolf… I don't know why for certain, but you're an Alpha."