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According to the boys, they had to wait a while for the strange species to show up. Although Ryan doubted Timmy had anything interesting to show him, he wasn’t really bothered because he knew he could use the opportunity to look around himself. After all, for a zoologist, the most fascinating place to be was in the forest. He should however have listened to the boys and stayed close to them. They’d specifically advised Ryan to stay close to them because according to them, they’d come prepared with tasers with which to daze wild animals should they encounter any. Ryan had thought at the time that, that was a really smart thing to do. So why the fuck had he wandered off, he asked himself for the umpteenth time. If only he’d stayed with the boys, he wouldn’t have been caught, seeing as none of the boys had been caught except him.Now he was in pain in some dark cage God knew where and didn’t know what to do. He’d tried to explain to the men who had caught him that he’d only been researching, but they wouldn’t listen. Ryan had been sure he’d been caught because he was trespassing on restricted property, till that man had bitten him. Who the fuck were those people? Probably a cult of sorts. He’d heard stories about secret cults with weird practices but hadn’t thought barbaric acts such as biting people could actually be accepted by normal human beings. Were they cannibals? Oh, God! If only someone could…“Oh fuck!” Ryan screamed as he thrashed about in pain. This time his insides felt as if it was rearranging itself.Whatever was happening to him was too painful for words. Ryan threw up. He’d been in that cage for almost eight hours and nobody had bothered checking up on him even though he was obviously not well. Ryan didn’t know how to accurately describe what he was going through but he just knew he was going to die. His skin was burning as if he’d been dumped into blazing fire. Surely even hell wouldn’t be that painful. He ripped his already ruined shirt from his body forcefully and unbuckled his belt. But before he could pull out the belt, a gut-wrenching scream tore out of him as he hurled himself at the wall that was made of solid stone. Ryan slammed onto the floor and watched in shock and horror as his fingers began to elongate into claws. Christ, what was happening to him?“Help me, somebody.” He tried to scream but the words that came out didn’t even sound human.He watched as fur sprouted all over his arms, abs, stomach…he was burning up all over. What the fuck was happening to him? He felt a burning sensation in his toes and looked down just in time to see his toes forcefully push through his boots, ruining them.“Holy Moses.” He gasped, pulling off his ruined boots and socks.Ryan yanked off his jeans but before he could get to his boxers, he fell to the floor as the greatest pain ever, rocked through him. He closed his eyes and allowed a scream to burst forth. But this time his scream sounded like an animal in pain, which rather shocked and confused Ryan. Not even having the strength to move, he just lay quietly on the floor, willing the pain to fade away but it didn’t. It came hard and fast, slamming into him, taking him into a sea of excruciating agony. He curled into a ball, his insides convulsing in painful waves. It felt as though something was moving within him...taking over his very being. It was terrifying as hell.Ryan was in so much pain his vision dimmed as sweat poured out from his pores. His gums tingled agonizingly. It felt as though he suddenly had more teeth. He curled into himself even more, trying to escape the pain but it kept slamming into him again and again. For the first time in his life, Ryan wished for death. He tried to scream, but what came out was a howl. He was in too much pain to wonder where that came from. Ryan didn't know how long the pain lasted. It could have been hours, days, weeks… All Ryan knew was that death had never sounded more appealing.Suddenly, a sense of calm came over Ryan. He no longer felt any pain at all. He felt…strong, fresh, and energized. He opened his eyes and immediately thought a light had been turned on where he’d been locked but soon realized it wasn’t so at all. He could just suddenly see better in the darkness. Hell, he couldn’t even see that well in his glasses, Ryan thought, surprised. He quickly turned around with the intention of grabbing his jeans to pull on before someone came in to see him naked. And that was when Ryan realized that he didn’t have hands but rather, paws. He slowly turned his head to look at himself and realized that not only did he have a tail, but his whole body was covered in fur and he was standing on all fours…He was a wolf!***Jeremy heard his mate’s howl and sprinted towards the dungeon. In just a pair of jeans, the muscles in his naked upper body rippled beneath his beautiful caramel coloured skin, which was covered in a fine sheen of sweat as he ran. He’d come back earlier than the pack just so he could see the hunter in his wolf form. Much as he still had the urge to kill the bloody hunter, he had an even greater urge to see the hunter’s wolf. And Jeremy couldn’t fight that urge. The other reason he wanted to see the hunter’s wolf before it shifted back into human form was to compel the fool not to dare attack anyone. Until he learnt to control his wolf, the hunter would try to kill anything that moved.Jeremy clearly remembered his own first shift. He’d ripped out the wooden door to the room he was being held in and escaped into the night. By the time he was found, he’d slaughtered about forty horses he’d found in a barn. It was the thirst…the hunger…the urge to kill that every wolf had. That deadly urge was blindingly strong in every newly shifted wolf. As alpha, Jeremy had the ability to compel members of his pack if it was to protect them. And compelling the hunter was for his own good because Jeremy knew that he wouldn’t hesitate to kill the hunter…mate or not…if he so much as put a scratch on any member of his pack. Killing his mate would cause his own painful death but in his current state, Jeremy didn’t care at all.At the entrance of his mansion, Jeremy grabbed a t-shirt from the large box filled with different sizes of t-shirts before entering. He knew Philip was not far behind but he didn’t care. At the top of the stairs, Jeremy inhaled deeply and shivered with arousal. That scent! So delicious and so damn arousing. Fuck! As he descended the stairs into the dungeon, he adjusted himself and then pulled on the t-shirt. He turned on a switch and flooded the whole place with blinding light. Then he went to stand in front of the cage which held his mate and stared at the beautiful pure white wolf. He was simply spectacular, Jeremy thought willing his erection to go down. He hated the hunter, yet he desired him with an intensity that shook him to the very core. His body obviously had a mind of its own. It was that call of a mate. There was nothing stronger than that.***Ryan looked up at his tormentor as he came to stand in front of his cage. He was still processing the fact that he was a wolf and no longer a man. He had a lot of questions but the last time he checked, wolves couldn’t talk so Ryan simply stared at the man who had caused him so much pain. To say he hated the man would be an understatement. The man was around six ’five in height and built like a rock. His beautiful smooth skin glowed under the bright light, the colour of rich coffee laced with cream. He had really soft-looking low cropped dark hair and eyes so strangely red and intense they just pulled you in. What was with the red eyes, Ryan thought. Maybe he was wearing contacts. Who does that though, Ryan almost snorted. But despite the strange eyes, the man was strikingly gorgeous.From the colour of his skin, either he spent a lot of time outdoors or he was mixed-race. Ryan thought the five o’clock shadow made the hunk look sexy. Was it even normal for a man to be that gorgeou
***“What have you done to me?” Ryan finally asked. “Whatever you did to turn me into a wolf, you better undo it before I leave here, do you hear me?”Ryan somehow had a strong feeling that that wasn’t the last time he was going to turn into an animal because even as he stood there as a human being, he could feel a powerful presence inside him. He could feel the restless movement of another being within him and that scared the shit out of him.“I didn’t do anything wrong. If I trespassed on your land, I’m sorry but I didn’t mean any harm. I’m a professor of zoology at UCLA. My name is Ryan Hicks. Please google it or something. I don’t know what kind of cult you people are running here but I’m sure that just as you were able to turn me into a wolf, you can take away whatever…curse this is.” He definitely couldn’t afford to turn into an animal in front of his students or any other person for that matter. “And if you have any intention of keeping me here as your prisoner or killing me, I
***Ryan followed Philip inside and did a quick sweep with his eyes. “Impressive.” He mumbled. The room was big and classy. Though it surprised Ryan that he’d been assigned such a room, he didn’t question it. Maybe they’d realized that he’d been truthful after all. Why else would Philip address him as prof? “So…do I take it you’re all werewolves?” Ryan asked, his face expressionless.“I thought you didn’t know who we were.” Philip retorted. “Isn’t that what you told the men who brought you in?”“Dude, get real. Of course, I’ve always thought creatures like werewolves didn’t exist. I mean hey…I live in the real world. Then last night, Mean man…Jeremy bites me and I turn into a wolf. Hello-o-o. I’m not stupid.”“I forgot you have four PHDs. Sorry Prof.” Philip laughed. “I guess your world is not that real after all.”“So you did google me. Thank God. Does that mean I can go?” Ryan looked hopeful.“I will leave that for Mean man…Jeremy to answer when he’s ready to talk.” Philip said with
***Ryan came awake in his bed suddenly. His eyes remained wide and unfocused. Ryan couldn’t shake off the vision of Jeremy. He rubbed at his eyes and groaned when he finally remembered. He was Jeremy’s prisoner.“Fuck.” He swore when his eyes landed on his twitching hardness. “Seriously?”Ryan knew that his state of arousal was a result of the dream he’d had about Jeremy. Why the fuck was he even dreaming about that monster, Ryan groaned. Why Jeremy and not someone else? In his dream, Jeremy had blue eyes instead of the weird red, and he was as sexy as all fuck. He’d been naked and was staring at Ryan with so much hunger in his eyes.“Shit,” Ryan muttered, turning his head to look at the time on the clock on his bedside table.Ryan groaned when he realized he’d only slept for about thirty minutes. Fuck, after what he’d been through, he needed his sleep. After his bath, he’d been served the most delicious meal which had left him wondering whether Philip had been truthful with him. The
Caution - This chapter contains some violence. I thought it would be better to warn you in advance, out of deference to those with tender constitutions. Enjoy!***Ryan paused in the act of drawing the covers over his body and raised his head with a pounding heart when he heard the connecting door between his and Jeremy’s rooms opening. He was still shaky after that intense release and was looking forward to some sleep. What did Jeremy want, Ryan asked himself. Was he going to kill him already? He sat up and stared at the opening door. He sure as hell wasn’t going to make the fool’s work easy for him by just rolling over and accepting whatever he had in store for him.When Jeremy entered the room, Ryan got off the bed and glared at him with fists clenched at his sides. Although gripped with terror at the sight of the man who had bitten him so painfully, Ryan still felt a sexual pull towards him which surprised him. It wasn’t as intense as what he’d felt earlier in his cage though. May
***Jeremy had neither orgasmed so hard nor released so much as he did when his climax finally hit. He let out a mighty roar as he released stream after stream of cum into his mate. He couldn’t seem to stop. Jeremy completely let himself go in order to feel the unadulterated bliss that had engulfed his whole being. And with that powerful euphoric release, came lightheadedness and shockingly, a sudden intense feeling of tenderness. And that was when it happened…Jeremy instantly snapped out of that murderous haze he’d been under since laying eyes on Ryan the night before. With an agonized groan, he staggered back, slipping out of Ryan and causing a flood of cum, tinged with red to spill out of Ryan.“Oh fuck!” Jeremy groaned, staring at the traces of blood on his cock.It was then that Jeremy noticed that his mate had passed out. He’d been too lost in bliss to notice that fact. He felt a sharp pang of guilt flash through his chest and gave an anguished growl. It was one thing inflictin
***Jeremy watched as a change came over his mate. Ryan was trembling so much it was almost as if he was having a seizure. Tears began to slide down his cheeks. Jeremy watched Ryan’s fists clench at his sides as he took a little step towards him. Unconsciously, Jeremy took a step back. For the first time in his life, Alpha Jeremy Stanton had some fear…though slightly…in the presence of a lesser wolf.“I’ve tolerated all your shit.” Ryan began shakily. “I thought you had it in for me because I trespassed on your land but I’m beginning to think you probably think I’ve done something even worse. Why else would you treat me as cruelly as this? What is it you think I’ve done exactly? Killed someone? Huh? You’ve bitten me, thrown me into a cage, turned me into something that I didn’t even know was real, humiliated me, and held me in your house against my will. As if that wasn’t enough, you took away my will and subjected me to a brutal fuck in the arse even though I’ve never ever had sex wi
***‘Stand down, everyone. Don’t harm the white wolf.’ Philip desperately instructed the warriors through his mind-link. He knew for a fact that some of the warriors were already chasing after Ryan.‘But he’s trying to escape, Sir.’ One of the warriors said, sounding surprised at Philip’s command.‘The alpha will take care of it. I repeat, stand down.’ Philip growled.Stan, the head warrior chuckled. ‘Well let’s hope my squad doesn’t maim the idiot too much with their arrows.’ He said, not sounding too concerned.‘Stan, no arrow should hit that wolf.’ Philip reduced his link to just the head of the warriors who was also a close friend of both Jeremy and Philip. The three of them were very close, with Stan being the joker amongst them. As the head warrior, he thrived on violence. But he was also very good at what he did.‘Jeez. Don’t get your panties in a twist, Lip,’ Stan chuckled. ‘An arrow won’t kill the fool. Why are you so fussy over that…’‘I’m being fussy because he’s the alpha’