I: Lust and Loathing

*WEREHIGH COLLEGE*“Just shut up and fuck me,” Caelan groaned into the kiss, his hot breath fanning Ryker’s face. Ryker shoved Caelan into the cold wall: the cupboard rattled and the paint buckets wobbled and crashed to the floor. “Fine,” Ryker groaned and flipped him over, slamming his chest roughly against the wall. Caelan moaned, the sharp mix of pain and pleasure sent waves straight to his aching cock. Ryker’s fingers drummed careless patterns along his back, scooping the sweat that slid along his spine before shoving his thick fingers into Caelan's open mouth. “Suck,” he commanded. Caelan wrapped his lips tightly around it, greedily lapping up the salty fluid. He tugged at it and slipped his tongue between them, coating it with enough saliva. Ryker pulled them slowly from his lips, the last string of saliva severing. He slipped his fingers between the mounds of his cheeks, teasing Caelan's hole. He probed at the orifice, applying gentle pressure at the entrance. “Ryker,”

II: Spite and Suspicion

Caelan knew his face wouldn't swell as badly as a human’s face would, but he wanted to milk the situation as much as possible, to sell it to the Principal that he was the victim in this situation. That is why he had an ice pack pressed against a dull-throbbing cheek. Other than the faint bruise on his face, his ego was bruised as well. He didn't even land a fucking punch on Ryker before the teacher swept in and yanked both of them into the Principal's office. The Principal seemed to have done the drill too many times to miss a beat when she saw them. She phoned their parents and ensured that she kept their seats very far apart to ensure none could reach the other. But who was she kidding? She was allowing them to stay in the same room: two men with egos the size elephants, and addressing both of them at the same time. Shit was bound to happen. “You tell this imbecile to put a leash on his fucking dog! How dare he hit my son!?” Magnus leaned forward, his face was red with anger,

III: Family and Foes

“How the fuck did you let that peasant touch you?” Magnus pushed the heavy doors and flung his coat on the maid who was standing by the door. “Welcome, Alpha.” He didn’t respond, nor did he acknowledge the fact that someone was standing there. “I didn’t see it coming,” Caelan grumbled a response. Magnus pivoted and stared at his son, “What the hell are they teaching you in those martial arts classes? I signed you up for that very reason, to ensure you dominate in fights like that!” A bit of spittle leaped from Magnus’ aggressive mouth and hit Caelan on his cheek. He angrily wiped it off and spoke, “Ryker has a fucking black belt, Dad,” Caelan spat back, hoping his dad would receive the same brunt of his spit. “And so do you! What is wrong with you? Now that stupid boy and his father will gloat and walk around like they have defeated me.” “Can you hear yourself, Dad? How is this about you? He hit me, not you!” Caelan thundered, his eyes bulging and his neck thick with anger. “D

IV: Pride and Pretence

Dorian lightly drummed his thigh as they rode home. There was a song in his throat, some light cheery thing he had heard over the radio and had stuck to his head for some reason. Ryker eyed his father, it was weird seeing him this excited over something, but he didn’t want to ask. He didn’t want to find out why he was excited. “Melissa!” Dorian entered the pack house with a sing-song voice, a proud smirk on his face. His aura was welcoming and enchanting, the wide smile on his face making some of the staff smile a bit. “Good day, Alpha,” the maids lining the entrance greeted Dorian. “Yes, how are you?” He smiled at them and they looked among themselves, confused and unsure if they should respond to him. It was rare for him to be this happy, other days, he would come home with a sore face and hunched back like the weight of the world had been shoved on his shoulder. “Melis- where’s my Luna?” He asked another maid who was closer to the stairs. “Alpha, she’s -” “Honey?” Melissa ste

V: Fury and Fuck

“Fuck, Caelan, you're unusually aggressive today,” Jeremy rubbed his arm where Caelan had just hit. “Sorry, I'm just…tired.” His face dampened like a roll of tissue submerged in water. “Is everything okay?” Jeremy moved closer to him and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. “Yeah…I mean, no, it's just,” he sighed and crashed to the floor, sitting cross-legged. He wiped his face with the cool towel that was close to him, “My father is breathing down my neck with this stupid task he gave me and I don't know what to do.” “What's the task about?” Jeremy crouched and looked at him. Caelan locked eyes with him for the longest time, every word of what his father had mandated him to do, at the tip of his tongue, but he shook his head. “You won't understand.” “Sure, because I'm not an Alpha kid,” Jeremy rolled his eyes. “Rem, it's not like that…” Caelan stretched to lightly punch his shoulder. “Whatever, man, are you done for today? Or do you want to hurt me some more?” Jeremy sm

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I: Lust and Loathing

II: Spite and Suspicion

III: Family and Foes

IV: Pride and Pretence

V: Fury and Fuck