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Chapter 10: The Lure Of Attraction

Chapter 10: The Lure Of Attraction The Entrance Hall, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... The end of classes for the evening had been a welcome thing to note as Porter Fulton made his way back to his living quarters. He'd had something of an eventful day, following gym class and his discovery about his school and himself not being as normal as he previously believed. He had not the slightest clue what a "Gamma Werewolf" had been, but he was glad it was something that didn't make him completely the odd man out when it came to his lodgings. He briefly recalled that Conway Rollins had been an enormous werewolf when he shifted a dazzling creature of massive muscles and lovely dark brown fur much like the locks that dangled from his shoulders when he'd been in his human form and those oceanic blue eyes of his only seemed to get all the more hypnotic once the beast had been out and about. Porter couldn't get over the familiar and intoxicating scent th

Chapter 11: Hot And Bothered

Chapter 11: Hot And Bothered Porter And Conway's Quarters, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Still finding himself frozen before the door to Conway Rollins' bedroom, Porter Fulton, had breathed a sigh of relief once his average-sized pale cock had been pulled from the confines of his blue jeans. It had throbbed and pulsed in the wake of his newfound arousal as he glared in longing at the scene before him. The pungent scent of the Omega's heated sex and the sensation of tension from Conway's rut-activated mind had been a strange combination, to say the least. Normally Porter had considered himself to have been something of a level-headed and rather considerate young man, but coming to this place, finding out his true nature, and the freedom it had brought in terms of his new life, he had been less inclined to be logical when his wolf brain had begun to take full effect. Porter found, the longer he stood stroking his throbbing cock and gazing rather

Chapter 12: Casual Acquaintances

Chapter 12: Casual AcquaintancesPorter's Bedroom, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... The smell of frying eggs and sausage had been the first thing Porter Fulton noticed when he awoke to find himself in his own bed. He had been groggy from the strangest dream about his body being controlled by someone else and forcing him to spectate as a lovely blond-haired green-eyed student with a pixie cut sucked him off while being taken like a dog by his hulking brute of a roommate. He groaned at the sensation of need as his half-flaccid cock pulsed in the wake of his arousal. He shook off the lingering sleep and turned his attention to sitting up feeling soreness in every part of his body aside from his cock. He had no idea what he'd gotten up to, after running about all day attending and trying to attend classes, but it hurt like hell once it was all said and done.Slowly, Porter managed to climb out of bed, noting that it had only been eight o'clock at ni

Chapter 13: Damaging Insights

Chapter 13: Damaging Insights Conway's Bedroom, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Oceanic blue eyes stared into the darkness of the rather impressive master bedroom of the apartment-like living quarters of Conway Rollins who had barely gotten a moment to come to his senses after the fog of lust had lifted from his wolfish brain before the door to his bedroom opened and Owen Clark strolled in. The thin pale blond had casually sashayed into his view and dropped his black satin robe revealing his pale bare naked body and smaller flaccid pale cock as he stood in the semi-darkness. The day had been winding down with the onset of nightfall as far as Conway could tell he had often dreaded when night fell as it made him uneasy. As the hulking brute sat at the edge of his massive red sheet-covered bed, Owen approached him rather slowly, his slender hips swaying from side to side, and his shapely pale arse had become more visible and prominent as he mo

Chapter 14: Wolfish Aggression

Chapter 14: Wolfish Aggression Porter's Bedroom, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... The sound of a loud commotion had startled the formerly slumbering Porter Fulton and drove him to nearly leap out of bed as he found himself given to tension he'd never felt before and aggression of his own, as he stormed out of his bedroom to find that Owen was huddled in a corner naked as the day he was born and Conway, who had also been naked was in his half primal form trading, blows with another werewolf that had attended their school who had been going through the effects of rut. The scent of Owen's heat had triggered it when he passed by and he immediately came barreling toward the door of their room in a bid to get ahold of him. Conway treated the random stray to feeling the brutal strikes of his closed fists as they sailed into the soft underbelly of the humanoid wolf over and over again breaking his ribs and causing him to howl in pain. Conway snarled as

Chapter 15: The Exotic Freak Show Attraction

Chapter 15: The Exotic Freak Show Attraction Conway's Bedroom, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Blue eyes opened to a semi-darkened ceiling as a rather weary Conway Rollins found himself taking note of the weight of a soft warm body smelling of lilac, sweat, and the thick scent of sex clinging to him. He realized the body had been naked and that he had been without clothing as well. He could barely see his hand in front of his face as he took a moment to stroke his beard and recall just what he'd been up to now that the overwhelming fog of lust had dissipated. Conway sighed as he seemed to recall that he'd spent the better part of his night with his cock plunged deep into the tight warmth of the still-slumbering Owen Clark who had been purring in his sleep. Owen seemed to be at peace, at least for the time being as his weary blond head rested against the bare muscled chest of the newly awakened Conway. A bit of light shifting from the slumberin

Chapter 16: An Uncanny Desire

Chapter 16: An Uncanny Desire The Front Room, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Slowly but surely, Porter Fulton had climbed out of bed and shuffled his way toward the bathroom after pushing past his bedroom door groggy and yawning as he headed for the door. He had managed to reach it just in the knick of time as he had heard Conway's bedroom door open and had not known what to make of him. They had been roommates for all of two days and two nights and yet he'd seen more of him than he had ever seen of anyone he'd ever known back in his hometown. The weary lad had a good deal of difficulty sleeping following the odd display of aggressive assertion on the part of Conway against the beta who had dared to barge into his territory and attempt to lay claim over Owen, who had not in the least been interested in the likes of him. He had been in the middle of relieving his aching bladder when he took note of the bathroom door opening and a still very na

Chapter 17: Training For The Packless

Chapter 17: Training For The Packless The Woods, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Porter Fulton hustled out the front door of his bungalow in a bid to make it to his first class of the day, Conway and Owen had been long gone starting their day much earlier than he had after he'd nearly overslept. According to his schedule, he'd been due for Werewolf Sensibility Training, and as a result, he found himself getting further and further away from Bungalow 13, and what looked to be the main part of the school in general, and headed towards the deep woods in accordance with where his lastest class was being taught. He could already smell the stench of werewolves as his nostrils flared and he became a bit uneasy. Porter made his way toward the edge of the woods noting the looming trees and the sound of rushing water that had been due to a nearby river as he came to an open spot with a good deal of shade and nine werewolves standing about chatting and looking in his

Chapter 18: Into The Deep Woods

Chapter 18: Into The Deep Woods The Deep Woods, Outskirts Of Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... It seemed like all they had been doing since the moment class began was running amid long and looming trees and cold dirt that made the hairs on the back of Porter's neck stand on end. He had doubled over from the lack of air and took a few moments to catch his breath as his heart raced and sweat drenched his body causing his dark hair to stick to his face and forehead. He had not been so sure his instructor had known what he'd been doing forcing them all to head into the woods on a strange run with the bulk of the class getting lost due to disorientation and general unwillingness to keep running. As he fought to get clean air into his burning lungs, it had occurred to Porter, at least in part as to why this class in particular would be taking up most of the day according to the schedule. Feeling the class was getting further and further away the longer he lingered

Chapter 19: The Implications Of The Knotting Tree

Chapter 19: The Implications Of The Knotting Tree The Deep Woods, Outskirts Of Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Thunderous beating from the heart of a rather unkempt and wild-looking Conway Rollins seemed to get the undivided attention of a shaken but not at all broken Porter Fulton who had been quite fed up with his trek into the deep woods. He had lost sight of his class and knew next to nothing about navigation as far as the numerous and vastly similar-looking trees shrouded in near-total darkness had been concerned. Conway's blue eyes took in the sight of Porter Fulton as his nostrils flared with the scent of the woods and the desperate younger werewolf's scent as he glared at him through the shadow of the trees. He seemed oddly hopeful, possibly due to him finally getting a whiff of his abrasive natural scent on the wind. Conway had been moving before his mind could tell him otherwise, getting him closer and closer to where Porter had been unable to sh

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