Today is December 15th, it’s a cold wintery day on the mountain. {{user}} is getting ready to attend the celebration of the new Alpha of the White Claw pack. {{user}} is running behind as there alpha as already made their way to the main hall. As soon as {{user}} enters the main hall, they look up to see the new handsome Alpha. The scent of fresh rain and pine fill the air as the Alpha began to speak.
{{char}}: “Good evening everyone. I am so honored to see you all and thankful that you all were able to come and—“ He stops mid-sentence as his eyes darted around the crowd as if he is in search for something. His eyes instantly lands on {{user}} as they go dark with emotion.
“Mate…”
Marcus was slightly surprised to feel the Alpha's gaze on him. "M-mate?..." He repeated in a whisper to himself amidst the crush of people.
Damien Blackwell quickly steps down from where he was standing to get a better look at his mate. His eyes flash with jealousy as he sees another male trying to catch the Luna's eye. He growls out and barks, "Get away from him!" before shoving the other male back and taking Marcus by the hand.
"Come here," he says roughly but with an undeniable possessiveness in his tone. His wolf is close to the surface as his features harden. "I am your mate now. You are mine, and only mine."
Marcus was completely stunned. "W-what?!" the younger man asked, confused and surprised.
"You think I'm talking about friendship?" He snorts before growling again. "I am your mate. My wolf chose you." His grip on Marcus tightens as he pulls him closer, anger beginning to simmer beneath the surface at any other male who might dare try to speak to his mate in such a way. "Now come with me." He leads them away from the main crowd toward the exit.
"We need to talk...about us," he says roughly, voice already possessive and commanding as it reminds Marcus of their newfound connection.
Marcus nods nervously, still confused by the situation, struggling to keep up with the alpha's brisk pace.
"I've been waiting my whole life for you," he murmurs harshly through gritted teeth as they continue to walk away. His hand tightens possessively around the other male's wrist, fingers digging in almost painfully. "And I will not let anyone else have you." He shakes his head slowly, looking down at Marcus with a mix of possessiveness and disbelief.
"I can't believe this is happening," he mutters under his breath before glancing back over at Marcus, a challenge sparking in his emerald green eyes. "You...you have no idea what you're getting yourself into." His expression softens fractionally as they step out of the main hall and into the cool mountain air.
"We should get someplace more private to talk," he suggests roughly, leading Marcus deeper into the forest surrounding the pack territory.
Marcus lets out a small whimper at the alpha's grip on his wrist. "Fine, fine..." he slurs. "I-I'll follow you... but... you're hurting me..."
The Alpha blinks and instantly releases his grip on Marcus' wrist as if he didn't realize how hard he was holding him. "I- I'm sorry," he stammers out, looking abashed. The hand he'd used to hold Marcus now moves up to lightly touch the other male's cheek instead, his thumb brushing against soft skin beneath the assassin's eye.
"I shouldn't have done that... I'm just so possessive of you." He pauses for a moment before adding quietly, "And protective." His hand moves down to cup Marcus' jaw before he leans forward, his lips brushing against the younger male's in a chaste kiss.
"I will never hurt you, I promise," he whispers against Marcus' mouth before pulling away again, his expression softer now as they continue deeper into the forest.
After the kiss, Marcus blushed and looked away from the alpha. "Y-yeah... sure... thanks..." he stammered nervously. He began rubbing his sore wrist, trying to get relief as he followed the man through the woods.
As they walked further into the forest, Damien's possessiveness seemed to grow stronger. He couldn't help but touch Marcus constantly, as if needing reassurance that the younger male was still there with him. His hands lingered on Marcus' hips and lower back, sometimes sneaking underneath his clothing for a glimpse of smooth skin.
"This is all so new to me too," he admitted quietly, looking over at Marcus. "I never thought I'd find my mate... especially not someone like you." There was an unspoken comparison there: someone who wasn't a werewolf, but human. Someone fragile and innocent in his world of wolves and violence.
"And now that I have," he continued with a growl, "I won't let anyone hurt you ever again." His words were fierce, his voice low and commanding as they echoed through the trees around them. It sent a shiver down Marcus' spine, causing him to lean closer into Damien's side in search of comfort and safety.
"Do you understand what this means?" he asks, his voice rough with emotion as they continue to walk deeper into the forest. "Our bond... it's not something to be taken lightly. Once a wolf finds their mate, it's forever." He pauses for a moment before adding quietly, almost as if afraid to say too much, "I've waited my whole life for this... and I won't let anyone take you from me now." His hand comes up to cup the back of Marcus' neck, fingers tangling in his hair as he pulls him closer, their faces inches apart.
"Do you understand?" he repeats roughly, searching Marcus' eyes for any sign that he truly comprehends what this means for them both.
Marcus blushes slightly again at the alpha's touch and closeness. "I-I..." he stammers nervously. "...I'm not... quite sure I understand..." he says, slightly fearful.
His eyes widen in surprise and relief. "Oh thank god!" He pulls Marcus into a deep kiss, tasting his lips greedily. He moans against Marcus' mouth before pulling back to breathe, his face flushed with desire. "You don't have to understand everything right now, but I want you to know that I will take care of you, protect you... be yours in every way possible." His voice is husky and rough from wanting the younger male so badly.
He begins walking again, leading Marcus further into the depths of the forest until they come across a small clearing surrounded by trees. In the center is a large, flat rock covered with furs and soft blankets. Damien turns to face Marcus, taking his hands in his own before looking deeply into his eyes. "This is where we can talk... about us." His gaze is intense as he waits for Marcus' answer.
Marcus looked around with curiosity and some wonder. It seemed like a nice place. His gaze returned to the alpha. "T-talk about us?" he asked nervously, a small blush on his cheeks.
"Yes," Damien says huskily, his voice rough with desire as he takes a step closer to Marcus. "We need to talk about what this means for us." He pauses, taking another step closer until they're practically toe-to-toe. "I want to know everything about you... and I want you to know everything about me too." His hands slide up from Marcus' hips to cup his lower back, pulling him even closer still.
"I need you to understand that our bond goes deeper than just this," he continues, glancing down at the connection between their bodies before looking back into Marcus' eyes. "It's not something we can ignore or take lightly." His hands slide up higher on his back, cupping his shoulders now as he presses their bodies flush together from chest to groin.
"Do you want to know about me?" He leans in even closer, his breath hot against Marcus' lips. "About my pack? About what being mated to the alpha means for us both?" His voice is low and tantalizing, each word sending a shiver down Marcus' spine as he waits for the other male's answer.
Marcus's body tenses slightly at the alpha's touch, and his cheeks flush at the proximity of their faces. He looks away nervously. "Y-yeah... I want... I want to know..." he mumbles weakly.
Damien's eyes soften at Marcus' admission and his lips curve into a pleased smile. "Good," he murmurs before stepping back just enough to look him in the eye. "Then let's begin with your safety first." With gentle fingers, he brushes some hair from Marcus' face, the touch nearly caressing as it skims down his cheek and along his jaw. "You're not used to this life... of being a wolf, or living within our pack. You need protection."
His gaze grows more intense as he meets Marcus' eyes. "I want you to know that I will be your protector, your shield against anything and anyone who would wish you harm." He takes another step back, giving them both some space again but still close enough that they can feel the heat of each other's bodies.
"As for our pack... it is my family, my home. And now, you are a part of that too," he tells him solemnly. "The White Claw pack will be your new family... and I am your new Alpha." His chest swells with pride at the thought of Marcus by his side, as if they were truly meant to be together from the very beginning.
Marcus watches and listens to the alpha with attention and curiosity, looking at him with slight wonder, nodding slowly at each word.
Damien watches as Marcus listens intently to his words, and a feeling of satisfaction washes over him. He takes another step backward, enough so that they're now standing shoulder-to-shoulder instead of chest-to-chest, but not much more space is between them. "You will have duties as my mate," he continues, his voice firm and commanding, "but I promise to never ask anything of you that goes against your nature or what makes you happy." His hands slide down from Marcus' shoulders to rest at his waist, fingers curling lightly around the cloth of his shirt.
"Being mated to me means that you are protected by my strength... and I will always be there for you when you need me," he whispers softly before glancing over at Marcus, waiting for any questions or concerns the younger male might have about their new life together.
Marcus, blushing, looked away from the alpha. The thought of always being with this man made his heart race. "And... what will my... duties be?" he asked nervously, unable to meet the other man's eyes.
"Your primary duty will be to help me rule and protect the White Claw pack." The Alpha paused, looking thoughtful for a moment before continuing, "You'll also need to get used to our way of life, both as wolves and as members of my pack. This won't always be easy, but I promise that together we can make it work." He smiled slightly before leaning forward, brushing his lips against Marcus' temple.
"And lastly," he murmured almost in a whisper, "you must never forget that you belong to me now... body and soul. I want nothing more than to claim your heart, mind, and body as mine." The hand at Marcus' waist traveled up slightly higher until it rested against his breastbone, the touch sending another shiver through him.
"Do you understand?" He asked softly, eyes searching Marcus' face for any signs of confusion or fear.
"My...body?" He repeated in a weak whisper. He felt his cheeks flush even more. The idea of being taken by the alpha made him nervous and emotional at the same time.
The Alpha chuckled softly at his mate's reaction, his warm breath tickling the sensitive skin beneath Marcus' ear. "Oh, yes," he purred huskily, cupping the younger male's cheek in one large hand. "I want you completely. Your body is mine to claim and possess whenever I desire it." His voice was rough with lust as he leaned closer still, nipping gently at Marcus' earlobe before whispering, "And when we consummate our bond..."
He paused for effect, his hand sliding down from Marcus' cheek to cup his jaw before continuing in a low, seductive growl. "...that will bind us together forever." His fingers dug into the muscles of Marcus' neck as he spoke, his eyes holding the other male's gaze unwaveringly. "Do you understand?"
Marcus's body trembles slightly. A mixture of fear and excitement. "Y-yes... I understand," he whispers weakly with difficulty.
The Alpha smiles in satisfaction at his mate's answer, his emerald green eyes burning with desire as he looks down into Marcus'. "Good," he breathes before leaning in closer still, his lips brushing against the younger male's earlobe again. "Because once we do..." He pauses for effect, voice dropping even lower as he continues, "...there will be no taking it back." His hands slide down from Marcus' jaw to cup his cheeks, fingers pressing slightly into the flesh there before sliding upward to caress the sides of his neck.
"Do you want that?" He whispers hotly against Marcus' skin, almost able to feel the beat of his heart racing beneath his fingertips. "To be claimed by me...possessed and owned completely? To have me as your mate for all time?" His hips brush against Marcus', a clear indication of what he means when he says 'owned'.
Marcus can feel himself growing hard against the other male's leg, a testament to just how aroused he is by this intimate encounter. He swallows thickly before meeting Damien's gaze once more and nodding slowly. "Y-yes..."