Forest
The Town Hall Meeting…
When I came to the Crimson Howlers, I just wanted some serum from Attie to keep me lubed up. Being wet while taking alpha cock makes things so much easier. In fact, I’m wet right now, cum still lingering in my hole from when Jex bent me over and took me against one of the buildings.
Hell, I should be bent over right now, not sitting in on a town hall meeting with shifters I only know from my short visits here.
When I arrived to get the serum Attie made me, I didn’t realize I’d be in deep shit for…what the fuck am I in trouble for again?
“You knew about Red and his trouble with the fae, and you said nothing,” Zed, the leader of the pack says, his voice vibrating with barely restrained fury. It’s almost like he was reading my mind and answered my question before I could ask it.
My gaze flicks up to him. He’s tall, bigger than the rest of the pack. His dark hair is pushed back, a single strand slipping forward as he stares at me, unblinking. His fingers curl into his palms, and I swallow roughly.
I can feel the eyes of the other pack members staring at me. They’re watching, some of them having shifted into their wolf forms and now standing beside me.
As if I’m going to run.
I wouldn’t stand a chance. I’m not a shifter. They’d overpower me quickly. Trust me, I know. I’ve done enough primal play here to know what they’re capable of.
“Answer me, Alpha,” Zed growls.
The entire room seems to groan nervously as the alphas shift behind me. Folding chairs and some old and warped pews are where some sit, one is sitting cross-legged on a scratched and dented table, and the rest are standing.
I can feel each stare burn the back of my neck. I’m seated right at the front. Right next to Red.
“I don’t know what to say,” I manage to blurt.
“I allowed you into my pack, access to my shaman. You use the alphas here to satiate your desires, and yet you saw no reason to tell us about Red and the trouble he’s in.”
I fold my arms across my chest, feeling slightly faint from stress. But I don’t show it.
“I didn’t realize it was my business.”
Zed’s nostrils flare, and I see his claws pop out, blood dripping onto the floor. “Not your business.” He glances at his pack, and I hear them all murmuring behind me. It makes me truly anxious for the first time since arriving.
“Did you hear that, boys? Not his business. That’s what Red thought too when he left our pack and look what happened. Got himself into trouble.”
I feel my cheeks heat when his gaze meets mine.
“Forest doesn’t think that a pack member in trouble, one he’s bent over for before, is his business.”
The wolf next to me leans against me, his snout brushing my arm. Jex, I think. I can tell by the white spot of fur on his forehead. He’s trying to comfort me in his own way. But I don’t move, not wanting to draw attention to myself or him.
“Tell me again, Red. What exactly did you tell Forest? Since he can’t seem to remember.”
Red’s eyes glow as they meet mine, and he looks just as upset as I feel. “I told him about the fae. How bad I felt about all of it.”
Zed’s eye twitches. “And what did Forest do with that?”
Shame wells up in me, as well as indignation.
“He shrugged, pulled up his pants, and left.”
I turn my gaze to the floor, and Zed stomps his foot. “You got what you wanted and ignored a pack member who needed you.”
“I’m not a pack member, though. And Red was never specific. He just told me he was feeling trapped by the fae. I don’t know why that has anything to do with me. Besides, why should I care, after what Red’s done?”
Zed’s jaw clicks, a grinding of teeth. His claws retract, but his knuckles are still bloody.
“Hmm. What do you have to say to that, Red?”
Red purses his lips, his dark hair flowing over his shoulders. He pushes it back and shakes his head.
“What happened with his brother was the fae’s doing. He’s the one who told me to mess with Skye and Mav’s phone. It was nothing personal.”
“Not fucking personal?” I hiss. “My brother almost died. See why I didn’t want to help him when he bitched about a fae controlling him? Honestly, he has a nice dick, but he got what he deserved.”
Zed’s eye twitches.
“I’ll repeat myself only once. You use my pack, and in turn, you will respect them.”
“But I’m not a fucking pack member.”
“Hm, we’ll rectify that soon enough.”
I don’t know what that means, but before I can ask, Red is pulled up and thrust forward.
Zed steps toward him and gets so close their noses almost touch. “You’ve gotten yourself into enough trouble. I warned you this is what would happen and you still went off on your own. For now, you’ll stay under lock and key until we can find the fae and free you from their magic.”
“Good fucking luck with that,” Red mumbles, and Zed reaches out, his claws appearing once more. They pierce Red’s shoulder, making him wince.
“We will take care of this. Trust us,” Zed says.
He doesn’t look convinced, but is led outside by Jex and another shifter currently in wolf form.
Zed turns his gaze from me and addresses the crowd.
“You all need to be vigilant. If a fae can get to Red, they can easily get to you. Do not trust anyone easily.”
I hear another round of murmuring behind me.
“Now,” his gaze turns back to me, and I shiver slightly. “Speaking of trust. Ten, bring Forest to the sacred circle for the ceremony. Get Attie, too. We’re going to solidify this.”
The alphas behind me start to howl in excitement, and I feel goosebumps prickle up my spine.
“What the fuck?” I murmur. “What ceremony?”
Ten moves up next to me and grabs on to my arm. He winks at me as I’m hauled to my feet.
“You’re gonna love this, promise.”
“What am I going to love?” I ask as I’m led outside. Everyone follows, the sound of excited whispers meeting my ears. I shiver once more, the cool air hitting my skin.
My feet scuff on the dirt path that leads to Attie’s place, and when we arrive, Attie is stumbling out of his trailer, his cowboy hat on crooked, wearing only a low-rise pair of jeans.
“Ah, the unsuspecting suspect,” he says with a grin and then hiccups as he addresses Zed. “You are going to be so happy with the outcome, Boss. I promise.”
Zed scowls, and Attie stands up a little straighter. “Right. Um. Focused. That’s me. I’m on it. I know exactly what needs to be done. Just bring him to the circle and strip him down. Not a shred of clothes on him.”
I start to struggle, but I’m no match for Ten. Part of me thinks that they’re going to kill me, but the other doesn’t really believe they’d do that. They all seem to like me well enough. They enjoy my presence here. They sure do fuck me enough to think so.
As soon as we’re in the circle made of mismatched rocks, the same circle that Skye and Mav went into to unbond, Zed’s claws swipe out and shred the clothes from my body, leaving me completely nude.
As the clothes are tossed aside, Ten leans down and pulls off my socks and shoes, which leaves me feeling exposed.
Maybe because I couldn’t even run if I wanted to.
Attie pops up suddenly, a book in his hand. He’s holding it upside down, but rights it when Zed growls at him.
“You will not fuck this up,” he says lowly.
“I won’t,” Attie says, saluting him. “Now, on your knees,” Attie says, pointing to me and then the ground.
Ten pushes me down, and I feel rocks dig into my skin. My heart is thrumming in my throat as someone ties my hands behind my back.
Attie looks up at the moon, which is barely even visible in the light sky.
“Crimson Howlers! Today, we come together as a pack to bring this omega into the fold.”
My eyes widen. What the fuck? An omega?
They’re obviously not killing me, but they’re bringing me into the pack? Why would they want that?
Do I even want that?
Fuck, I do love being an omega, even though I’m technically not. I’m an alpha, but hell, I love to bend over and take it.
Attie glances down at the words on the paper and then continues on, “We will bind him to us for a year, a willing vessel for pleasure and companionship. He belongs to the pack now. Let him learn our ways, feel our power, and understand that resisting us is futile.”
I hear the rustling around me, and I feel my cock perk up slightly, my hole clenching around nothing.
My gaze flicks up to Zed, who now has two wolves beside him. Jex and another one. Let, maybe?
“Do you all agree to use this omega, to fulfill his needs and grant him pleasure as the pack sees fit?”
Howls erupt, rattling the branches of the trees around us.
“And do you, Omega, willingly agree to be bound to this pack, to serve and belong, for a year or until your contract is fulfilled?”
“I can’t do a fucking year,” I hiss. “I have a job and a life. A family.” But Zed leans forward, and those claws dig into my neck threateningly.
I swallow and find the words pulled from me. “Yes.”
The alphas move in closer to me.
“You shall now accept the seed of the pack, and when the last drop is spent, you will become one with us. Bound to the pack in body and spirit.” Attie starts to chant in a low voice, in a language I don’t understand, as the alphas crowd around me even further.
They pull their cocks out and start to stroke, the first splash of cum hitting my skin within seconds.
My eyelashes flutter, my cock hard now.
I can smell them, their desire, it thrums inside of me.
A maddening thud.
As upset as I am about this unexpected bonding, as much as I don’t want to live here for a year, I crave what they’ll give me. I know that I’ll enjoy it.
My gaze flicks to Zed, who is watching me from the side, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes flashing as he watches me take it, as cum hits my chest, my ass, and my face.
I square my shoulders as everyone takes their turn. It seems endless, the sound of Attie’s words growing louder, making everyone slightly crazed.
They come back for seconds, making sure every inch of me is drenched.
I can feel the magic from Attie’s repetitive words, twisting around me tightly, around my cock, stroking, vibrating. I find myself humping the air. The entire ceremony is intense, heady. I’ve never felt anything like it. It’s almost like I can sense them, their pleasure.
My hole contracts around nothing, and I fuck the air harder.
Suddenly, Attie stops chanting, and in a loud voice, he cries, “From this seed comes a new year, a new bond!”
And with that last word, my own dick twitches and erupts. I gasp, falling forward, my chest heaving from the weight of my release. It’s endless, a long groan pulled from my throat.
When I come to, it’s silent, just crickets and the occasional flutter of birds in the trees. I’m still on the ground, hands tied behind my back, dirt and cum smeared across my skin.
I see someone approaching, and then see Zed crouch down in front of me, his arms resting on his knees.
His eyes meet mine, and he cocks his head.
I see something in those depths, but I can’t read it.
“Forest. Omega. Welcome to the Crimson Howlers.”
Oh fuck.