"Mmnh" a moan was heard in the silent room. A gasp followed but a curse echoed the four walls. Silver was pushed back on the bed, while Arion claimed his lips slowly with his whole body caging the younger one. He made sure to keep it slow to live in every second their lips touched. Silver tried fighting back in the beginning but gave as soon as the touch was felt and the sparks erupted. He indeed wanted this, this touch, this feeling of being someone's need was very overwhelming to his heart. His hands, having minds of their own climbed their way up to his mate's neck. Arion's hand moved from the alpha wolf's neck down to his chest. A swift moment over his nipple made Silver shudder and open up the mouth, which he refused to. Arion dived in his tongue making sure to lick every inch of that savage mouth. His hand stayed on the chest, this time pinching the bud which earned him a hit on the back.

He smirked in the kiss but didn't let go of the petals. Making sure to roll his muscle until the very edge of the entrance, he made the alpha wolf gulped down the essence. Pulling back with a drool of string between them, he grinned towards the furious alpha who laid beet red. Silver glared at his mate and pushed him off the bed to the floor.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Silver asked with his face burning red, because of the kiss or anger was hard to decide. Arion sat on the floor with his legs folded, a stupid grin on his face, and hands in the lap.

"You told me that you need to take the "silver" out of me. Hence, the kiss" he explained without a flinch. He smiled innocently at his mate which made Silver angrier. "I can't stay in bed forever you know"

Silver's chest heaved with the force of inhaling and exhaling before he busted out. "YOU ALREADY KISSED ME FOR 24 TIMES TODAY!!" he yelled which only made the smile wider.

Arion was getting better and better with time since the day at the study. A week or so has passed with the mates sharing kisses. Both of them had their complexion changed and looked less pale now. And Arion just couldn't stop himself from kissing Silver.

"I know, right? It's fucking heaven" Arion commented with a look of bliss. "I always had a feeling that the Moon Goddess loved me more than others, this proves it. I love you too!" he shouts stupidly looking upwards at the roof.

"Oh, my goddess" Silver put his head in the hands thinking about every possible way of assassinating the ignoramus, stupid and pervy asshole. "You know what, Arion?" Silver asks with a calm voice which made Arion delighted. Maybe he was getting another kiss. Twenty-five it is.

"Yeah?" the other replied tilting his head and crawling a bit closer.

"GET OUT!"

Or maybe not.

The beta wolf flinched at the pitch of the voice, his werewolf hearing would be the death of him. He scurried away and got up from the floor of Ezra's bedroom and walked to the open window, through which he sneaked in, at three am. He looked back at his mate with puppy eyes but the other one held "death" in his orbs.

Arion's shoulders fell as he sighed with his head down and sat on the window frame to exit the room. "Hey?" he stopped at the voice, lifting his head to witness brown orbs smiling at him instead of the silver ones. Ezra stood right in front of the beta with a huge smile. Without a warning as such, the alpha moved forward to peck on Arion's lips. "Good night," the man said which made butterflies dance in the beta's stomach.

"G-good night" he stuttered with a blush. Climbing the window off, he jumped sleekly down on the ground. He then turned to wave at his mate who was already waving a "bye". With a small smile on his face, the beta changed form and sprinted towards the packhouse.

"Thank you," Ezra said walking back to the bed after looking longing at his mate who was already gone. He laid back on the bed and let out an exhausted breath. "For letting me meet him once"

Nah, it's all good. Except for the fact that our lips are swollen. He's such a beast.

Ezra laughed out loud closing his eyes to feel Duncan's lips, he missed him. "He is certainly a beast" he comments. "It might be hard going through all this, I'm sorry," the alpha said.

Why are you sorry, Ezra?

Silver sounded annoyed now. He observed Ezra for the past few days just watching Silver and Arion do the things while he silently longed for a mate but didn't complain once. He was also the same when Silver stopped him from meeting Duncan because of his stubbornness.

You should be angry at me instead. I stop you from taking any step towards the love of your life. I keep Duncan away from you which is sickening. You should despise me.

The wolf cried making Ezra tense.

I'm such a burden to you, it would've been best if I just would have died back then.

He continued making Ezra shoot up and sit. Why would he say that? "What are you even talking about? You are not a burden, Silver. You are my wolf. My other half. W-without you I would've just been a defective piece. Nothing else" Ezra fights back.

"I know, you are doing this only for me and Duncan. But, I also know when the cage of ice you built around your heart melts away as soon you see Arion. You just act tough -"

That is the problem!! My fucking heart doesn't stop beating fast because of this damn bond. It's just the bond. I feel like that for him only because of the contract we have between because of the Goddess sitting right there munching popcorn. Nothing more. I feeling NOTHING for him.

He heaves making Ezra flinch at every bitter word. He nods his head and slips inside the bed without a single sound. After various turns and groans sleep starts consuming him with the last thing he heard was from his wolf.

I'm sorry.

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The couple was in the kitchen of the house, making some breakfast, with Christopher still asleep in his room. It was around 5:30 in the morning and the alpha duo was just back from the run which was limited to thirty minutes "only" by Blake. Easton promised his mate to help him cook today so here they were, cooking in the early morning because Blake can't find sleep anymore.

Though the other alpha had his plans of "cooking".

"S-stop. You will make me spill the m-milk" the younger alpha struggled with a whisk in his left hand and a can of milk in the right. Easton caged his mate from behind with both of his hands on each side of the boy and pushing him against the counter.

"I don't want to," Easton said in a whiny voice, with his chin rested on Blake's shoulder. His hands traveled from the counter to his mate's waist hugging him from behind. Blake chuckled at the childishness his mate was showing these days, completely different from the time he met him a month ago.

"You are being too cute, Easton" the alpha commented leaning into his mate's touch. This alerts Easton as he looks to his right with furrowed brows.

"I'm not cute," he says again with a muffled voice. Blake rolls his eyes at the disagreement. Can they agree to at least one single thing in their entire life?

"Sure" he says with a sarcastic tone. Easton's eyes scrunch while he thinks of something interesting to prove his point.

He starts nipping on the other alpha's nape, which already had big purple bruises from last night's activities. The touch made Blake shudder and the things in his hands shake. "What-" his words turn into a moan when a harsh bite is delivered at the area where Easton's mark will lie. "Ah!"

"Shhh" Easton shushed his mate blowing air on the bitten area which made Blake throw his head back onto the older alpha's shoulder. The older alpha's wet muscle licked the sensitive place, making Blake actually spill the milk, he was holding onto. "You will wake up your father" Easton whispered right into Blake's ear and then licked the shell.

The younger alpha seemed to get very hot and bothered with such a little foreplay these days and the couple knew the reason behind it. Just one touch will lead to another and then the clothes start flying and then hitting the bed, touching each other without missing a place, and then sleeping in. That's it.

There were still many things their wolves wanted. But, they needed time. And if they actually leave the "mating" to their wolves, they would probably end up dying during sex.

With his patience running off and Kai growling for more, Blake slams the can and whisk on the counter. Turning back to come face to face with his mate, he crashes his lips against the other alpha's, making him stumble back. Easton lost his posture for a second but regains it when his mate started pushing him against the cabinet.

Blake held his mate against the cupboards and kissed him. His tongue went right in exploring every inch. Easton's hands were located all at the right places. One at the neck teasing the bitten area with his thumb, shudders running through, and the other one on his mate's amazing ass. He squeezed the cheeks with both his hands on each, making Blake groan in the kiss. He pulled back from the kiss panting as he tried to glare at Easton. "I will- mmnh- kill you" he let out between his moans.

"Uh-huh? First, overcome this" Easton commented with a smirk connecting their lips again. He clasped the ass cheeks again and pressed Blake's lower half to his. Their lower halves met through the sweatpants they were wearing. The younger alpha moaned in the kiss, his hands grabbing Easton's hair. He gripped the alpha's hair and forcefully pulled away from the kiss. Easton looked at him with a lust-driven expression that was no different from Blake's. Tightening the grip of the hair, he pulled his mate's head to the right to claim his spot on Easton's neck.

Shivers passed through the older alpha's body as soon as Blake's warm lips touched his collarbone. Blake kissed the tattoo on his chest softly first, then made every kiss feel harder and rough than the previous one with harsh bites and sucking. Easton groaned at the contact slipping his hands to Blake's thighs, he lifts him up in a swift motion as the younger alpha surrounds his legs at his mate's waist as the older one rushed them to the countertop. Flooding every item visible to him, he lays Blake down on the empty counter, who was still working on the hickeys. The can of milk, followed by the eggs, bread, butter, and pancake mix fell on the floor making enormous noise but did the mates hear?

No.

Climbing on top of Blake, Easton shredded the shirt, the other alpha was wearing and attacked his edible lips. The pair kissed, sucked, and mingled with each others' tongue and created new sparks between them. Their lower halves were having an amazing time with the grinding. Easton pulled away from the kiss, just to kiss down Blake's body. He stopped at the nipples to give each one of them equal attention.

He sucked on the right one first making Blake arch his back. "Fuck!" he cursed. The older alpha made sure not to neglect the other one hence his finger played with it when his mouth did here. Blake's hands clasped his mate's head holding him against the pleasure point, his chest. He guided the older alpha to another bud. "Please please please" he pleaded desperately but it wasn't like Easton was denying him.

His mate being this wild was very fascinating. It was very alluring.

"Good morning, boys" Christopher greeted with his eyes closed, as he walked to the living room passing through the kitchen. He cared less about the action going on in the kitchen.

"Holy shit" Blake kicked Easton in the gut making the alpha fall on the floor and groan in pain while he tried to hide behind the counter. . "M-m-morning, father" The former alpha just waved off, picking up the newspaper from the front door and walking off to the backyard. "Oh, my goddess" Blake groaned catching his head.

"OH, MY GODDESS!!" Easton yelled out his pain with Chris being gone. "I am gonna die" he holds his stomach with both his hand. "What the fuck do you eat, you pig!" he curses making Blake's eyes bulge.

"Shut up, Easton! I told you to behave" Blake just stood there lecturing him. "But, you never listen to me" he continued.

"For goddess sake, Blake. Help me" the alpha cried.

"Oh, right" Blake then realized and took his mate upstairs.

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"Are you ready, hon?" Christian asked Cora as she sat in an ancient-looking room straightening her hair.

"Do we have to do this?" she asked in her thick French accent. There was panic written on her face. Though she was all dressed up, she didn't want to do this.

"Oh, yes, sweetheart. You have to do this" the man nodded his head with an innocent smile. But, that naive smile looked more evil than anything ever would. "Come on now. It's time to leave" with that he left the room leaving the door wide open.

Cora looked at her complexion in the mirror, in the front. Her long hair was chopped to shoulder length, she made sure to wear the blue contacts to cover her greenish eyes. Her hair was colored back to blond, which was similar to Brianna's and exactly like it was six years ago. She wore the same torn clothes as that unfateful day.

She stood up from the stool and put the brush down. Inching her fingers into the hair, she disheveled them to look worn off and messy. Taking a deep breath she walked out of the rusted room and out of the house where a car awaited her with Christian. "There you are. You still look the same" he kisses her on the cheek. "I will see you soon" with that he opens the door and pushes her inside. The engine of the car gets turned on and the car moved forward but one of Christian's hands on the window glass stopped the car entirely.

He pulled back the car to its initial position startling Cora. He grins towards the woman and strokes her cheek with the freehand. His hand descends and stops at her neck and he palms the passage, as she gasps for air. His eyes glow out blood-red looking into her blue ones. "BEHAVE" he instructs with gritted teeth and tight jaw which she agrees by nodding her head continuously gasping for air. He smiles again and takes back his hand making her cough frantically.

*cough* *cough*

"Good" he says stroking her cheek lovingly and leaving the hold on the car making it screech forward. The man in a black dress in the driver's seat manages to take control after few tries and takes off the car from the old house.

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"Easton have you seen my tablet" Blake yells to his mate who was having a serious talk downstairs with Christopher which the young alpha had no idea of. After cleaning the mess they made in the kitchen, the duo prepared breakfast for the three of them. Easton instructed Blake relaxing in a chair as his gut hurt really bad. "Easton!" he calls again to get the attention of his mate. Why was even his father talking to his mate? He huffed.

"Yeah? I'm here" the other alpha asks walking into the room. "What is it?" he asks looking at the pile of clothes. "You have an amazing art of spoiling organized things" he comments sarcastically.

"Shut up, Easton. I can't find my tablet" he complaints taking more clothes out of the wardrobe. Easton rolls his eyes and holds Blake's hand, walks them to the cabinet next to his study table.

"Why would there be a tablet in the "clothes" cupboard, Blake?" he opens the cabinet makes Blake see the tablet placed there neat and clean. "There you go" he points at the item which made Blake huff.

"Whatever," he says taking the tablet and looking around the room for something else. "Easton, my-" the earphones dangle in front of his eyes even before he could complete his words. A small smile appears on his lips but he hides it with a shrug and walks to the bed. Plopping down on the bed, he plugs in the earphones and crosses his legs.

Easton watches his mate with a small smile which soon turns into a frown. Christopher told him everything about Cora and his brother which he didn't have the strength to tell Blake. And Tib had given him the information regarding how a witch and a rogue could be dangerous not only to the pack but the whole supernatural world. But, the question is who would convince Blake into this. He loved his mother way too much like any other child. And he was indeed stubborn to talk to his father. The younger alpha noticed his mate's gaze on him as plucks out one of his earphones.

"You need anything?" he asks with tension lazing his voice. Easton looked worried and it kind of strained their bond which made Blake bothered too. An instant smile emerges on the alpha's face as he denies the worries and walks out of the room leaving the alpha alone. Blake watches as Easton walks out and then he stuffs the earphone back and lowers the volume to minimal.

Opening the Google and the incognito tab, he types away the words that have been eating him alive for the past few days.

"Sex between men"

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After a whole hour of research and study, Blake concluded a lot of things in which some of them he already knows. One, there is always a top and a bottom. Two, the top gives it while the bottom takes.... in the "exit". Three, lube is very important. Four, as we are werewolves and both men we don't contract any disease or can get pregnant so skip the condom. The fifth one was not a statement but a question.

Who in the world would be at the bottom?

Blake convinced himself that he was an alpha wolf and can't be at the bottom. It was impossible, while Kai put in his point the Easton was also an alpha. The heat rising to his head and in the body was making it impossible for him to think. He banged his head against the tablet which he plucked out the earphones from. As the tab was still open, the bang of his head made the video resume play.

Easton walks in at the exact moment when the moans and grunts were filling up the room. Blake had his eyes bulged out as he looks back and forth from the tablet to the alpha. "Oh? I'm so sorry" Easton apologizes and turns to leave the room but stops when he realizes he is been a gentleman to a person he almost fucks every day. "No, wait a minute. What are you doing?" he walks closer which makes Blake panic. The younger alpha tries to close the tab or pause the video which only makes the volume raise.

"OH, MY GODDESS" he throws the tablet across the room which Easton catches swiftly making Blake groan and fall back with embarrassment, knowing there isn't any point in hiding now. The moans continue to come out of the porn video which was a bit kinky compared to the initial one Blake decided to watch. The dominant here wore some black leather pants while the sub wore pantyhose.

"You are into this?" Easton watches the video curiously. Blake whines like a child, desperately jerking his hands and legs.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" he screams in frustration.