A loud gunshot went off and to Sawyer’s horror, Troy turned them around, catching the bullet that Sawyer should have taken. His body screamed as Troy went down, taking Sawyer’s wolf form with him. Sawyer moved from underneath Troy and bared his teeth at the man still holding the gun. Another shot went off and Sawyer closed his eyes, waiting for the pain. It never came. The man fell forward on the ground and Sawyer saw Mateo with his gun, Josh stood next to him. John ran out of the forest with his own gun in his hand and saw Troy on the ground, bleeding.
“Help Troy, Sawyer!” John kicked the man’s gun away and ran to Troy. “Oh God, he’s bleeding badly.”
Mateo and Josh ran over to where Troy was on the ground. Mateo knelt next to his friend and took his hand.
“Oh hell no, Bishop,” Mateo shook his head. “It’s not your time.”
Troy coughed and sputtered. The pain in his back spread throughout his body, his fingers went numb as well as his toes. Troy tried to smile as Sawyer’s nose nuzzled his face. He rubbed Sawyer’s muzzle and smiled. “I love you. You know that, right? I want you to change me, Sawyer. You know you have to now, it’s alright.” Troy gripped Sawyer’s fur at the nape of his neck.
Sawyer whined and licked Troy’s face, his jaw clamped on Troy’s neck and he closed his eyes, biting down.
John saw Dakota and Sam running towards them and he waved them over.
“He’s going to need all of you! Hurry up!” John stood back and watched as Dakota, Sam and Sawyer bit all of Troy’s major arteries. Sawyer shifted back to his human form after he’d bitten every vein he could think of. He leaned over Troy and cupped his face.
“Please, come on baby, please!” Sawyer looked into Troy’s eyes.
“Sawyer…” Troy croaked. “What’s happening?” White hot pain shot down his arms and into his legs and his body went up in flames. He was sweating profusely.
Sam shifted and stood back, shaking his head. “It’s starting.”
The violent jerking of Troy’s body had Sawyer crying on his knees next to him. Skin rippled and muscles stretched. Sweat soaked every part of Troy’s body as the change took place slowly. Bones cracked and Troy’s roar of pain echoed through the forest.
“God, I’m so sorry.” Sawyer whispered as Troy’s body shook and jerked.
“Oh fuckfuckfuck!” Troy shouted. His hand bent at the wrist and Troy got on his hands and knees. His back arched at an impossible angle and his legs bent upwards. Troy let out a howl of pain, his arms bending in half and claws extending from his fingers. His jaw jutted out and his nose lengthened.
Sawyer backed away and held his hand over his mouth, the loud cries of pain breaking his heart. “Oh God, what did we do?” Sawyer felt a hand in his and Dakota held him tight.
Troy twisted and writhed on the ground. His spine snapped and he lurched forward into the snow. He lay there panting and realized his eyesight was in black and white. He could see everything, like a light was on in the forest. Sounds surrounded him and he heard Sawyer’s soft sobbing. He whined and felt a warm hand sliding through his fur. Fur? Oh God, I’m a wolf.
“Yes you are, baby.” Sawyer leaned down in front of him and ran his hand over Troy’s muzzle, pulling his face up to his own. “You are beautiful, Troy.”
Troy tried to stand uneasily on four legs. A soft sound of laughter met his ears and he looked for the source. Sam was chuckling. Not funny, dick head. Troy was surprised when Sam looked right at him.
“Hey, I had to endure the same shit, Troy. Suck it up.” Sam crossed his arms. “I can hear everything you’re thinking too. Just remember that you asked for this.”
Mateo and Josh stood smiling, as their friend tried to stand up on his new legs.
“That is just so weird.” Josh tilted his head, watching Troy.
The red and blue lights of the local town’s police lit up the reservation and fire trucks pulled around the front of Troy’s house. Firemen were running back and forth, shouting orders. John looked at the assembled men and then at Troy.
“Get him back to the house. I’ll deal with the police.” John bent down and smiled at Troy. “Welcome to the pack.”
Sawyer, Sam, Dakota, Josh and Mateo took the long way around the forest. They ran into Nick and grabbed him, sneaking back into Sawyer’s house with Troy. Sam put Troy back down on the floor and stood over him.
“We will leave you guys in peace.” Sam hugged Sawyer. “You did the right thing.” Sam motioned to Mateo, Nick and Josh. “Come on, you guys can stay at our place.
Sawyer sat with Troy and watched the other four leave, shutting the door softly behind them. Troy was still in wolf form and breathing heavily from his change. Sawyer ran a hand through the soft fur at the nape of Troy’s neck.
“You are beautiful, babe. Why the hell did you do that? You knew I could take a bullet and survive.” Sawyer sighed. Troy’s wolf form shuddered under his hand and Sawyer looked at his eyes. “Uh oh, I heard about this. You’re going to go all domineering alpha male on me. Um… can you get up? We need to go to the bedroom.” Sawyer stood up and walked backwards toward the bedroom, waggling his dick. “Come on…”
Sawyer continued to walk backwards while watching Troy. He finally got up off the floor and followed Sawyer to the bedroom. Sawyer lay down on the bed and grabbed the petroleum jelly; he generously covered his crease as well as taking two fingers and pushing them inside himself. He noticed Troy seemed to be having trouble shifting back into his human form and did his best to encourage him. The naughty way.
“Oh yeah, baby.” Sawyer moaned and let his head fall back on the pillow as he pushed two digits up his chute. “Feels so good.” Sawyer heard the low growl from Troy and continued to finger his own ass, making seductive noises. “Come and get me Troy, I’m ready for you baby.” Sawyer smiled as the bed dipped with the weight of Sawyer’s wolf form. “Um, no. We make love with you as a human, now shift.” There was a low whine and Sawyer sat up, still fingering his ass. “You want me, don’t you?” Sawyer smiled as drool pooled out of the corner of Troy’s mouth. “Yeah you do, come on Troy. Make love to me, please.”
Goddammit, oh yeah…I want that. Troy concentrated on Sawyer’s dick and felt his muscles spasm. His bones shifted, causing him to whine, and he lay on his side on the bed as the change took place. Bones cracked and readjusted themselves and Troy closed his eyes as his body returned to human. In a flash, he flipped Sawyer over on his hands and knees and penetrated him almost viciously. His balls filled at an alarming rate and he pounded into Sawyer with piston- fast thrusts. “God, I’m sorry.” Troy panted. “I can’t stop, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
Troy heard the loud grunts from Sawyer and he couldn’t stop. He had no control over what his body was doing and he had an innate need to mark Sawyer as his own. He gripped Sawyer’s hips with a vice like hold and slammed into him over and over again, until his teeth elongated and his spine snapped almost in half. He fell forward, sunk his teeth into Sawyer’s shoulder and came. His hips bucked and jerked as his release flowed into Sawyer’s hot tunnel, the smell of semen invaded his senses and he realized Sawyer had come on the sheets below. Troy withdrew his canines from Sawyer’s shoulder and kissed the area softly. “Oh God, I’m so sorry if I hurt you.” Troy whispered, kissing and licking Sawyer’s shoulder, neck and back.
“I knew it was coming.” Sawyer’s arms gave out and he fell onto his stomach, pulling Troy down with him. Troy was still buried snuggly in his ass. “Dakota told me that right after Sam changed, he took him right there outside, on the ground.”
“Must be a wolf thing.” Troy peppered Sawyer’s back with kisses; he nuzzled his neck and eased out of Sawyer’s body slowly. He lay on his back and inhaled the new fragrance coming from Sawyer. “Oh God, you smell so good.” Troy groaned, rubbing his eyes with the palms of his hands. A slow heat was travelling through Troy’s veins and his heart rate sped up. “What…”
“It’s okay Troy, just breathe. We are connected now.” Sawyer proppe
d himself up on his elbows and looked over at Troy. “I’m so sorry, I understand how Dakota feels now. I feel like a selfish bastard.” Sawyer covered his face.
“Don’t do that.” Troy rolled over on his side and pushed Sawyer on his back, crawling between his legs. He took Sawyer’s face in his hands and looked in his eyes. “I wanted this; even though I knew you’d survive if you were shot, it didn’t make a difference when it came down to it. My mind was screaming at me to protect you, I would do it again.”
Sawyer threaded his fingers in Troy’s hair and pulled him down to his lips. “I know it’s selfish, but I’m so glad you’re here with me now.” He murmured against Troy’s lips.
“Oh, you’re stuck with me, Sawyer Quinton.” Troy licked a path across Sawyer’s lips. “For life.”
~~
Morning brought a new array of sights, sounds and smells to Troy’s senses. First, he realized he was alone in bed. The heat from Sawyer’s body was absent, leaving him with a sense of longing. Second, the smell of food invaded his nostrils, traveling to his stomach, which made a loud noise in response. And thirdly, the sound of Sawyer humming, traveled across the house and into Troy’s now super sensitive ear canal and journeyed straight to his cock. Troy moaned and grabbed a pillow, covering his face.
“I can hear you, Troy!” Sawyer shouted from the kitchen.
“I bet.” Troy muffled into the pillow.
“I heard that too.” Sawyer giggled from the kitchen.
Troy smiled and chunked the pillow off, throwing his legs over the side of the bed. He leisurely rose and walked into the kitchen, naked as the day he was born. Leaning against the wall, he watched Sawyer’s butt as he cooked them breakfast. Even shrouded by boxer briefs, Sawyer’s ass was a thing of beauty. Troy wanted to bite it, lick it, and devour it. Sawyer turned to look at him just then and Troy’s cheeks tinged pink.
“What?” Troy fidgeted.
“You want to devour my ass?” Sawyer chuckled, putting the spatula down. “Well my, my, Mr. Bishop, such nasty thoughts.”
Troy sighed and smiled childlike. “I forgot you can hear my thoughts.”
“Well thank God the rest of the pack turned theirs off, or you’d be hearing Xander and Grayson thinking about sex all night.” Sawyer smiled and crooked his finger at the stunningly naked man leaning against his kitchen wall. “Come here.”
Troy moved with the precision of a big cat eyeing its prey. Within seconds, Sawyer was on all fours, spread across the dining room table grasping at the pine edge as his mate attacked his hole with zeal. The pressure of fingers was replaced by the warmth and softness of a tongue gliding in and out, licking in a circle at the nerve endings, causing Sawyer to writhe on the table. His claws extended and pushed into the soft pine wood as Troy’s tongue was replaced with his rigid penis. The pressure on his hips increased as Troy thrust in, grunting in pleasure.
Sawyer reared back and wrapped his bicep around the back of his mate’s neck, moving into Troy’s body, enticing deeper, harder thrust’s from his lover. Their lips met in a sloppy, feverish kiss as the table moved back and forth. Sawyer spread his legs out wider, trying to invite his mate in more. A spark of pleasure hit behind his eyes and Sawyer cried out, his fingers gripping Troy’s neck as his orgasm ripped through his body, sending arcs of ejaculate all over the dining room table. A burst of heat enveloped Sawyer’s chute as Troy came with a loud roar. Sawyer fell forward onto the table and panted as his orgasm flowed from him. There was a soft whine and Sawyer looked to the side, seeing Troy in wolf form, head lowered.
“Aw babe, did you get too excited again?” Sawyer smiled as Troy tilted his head. “It will happen now and then. You’ll get overly excited and shift.” Sawyer pushed himself off the table and grabbed a pair of sweat pants nearby. Sawyer heard the approaching footsteps in the dirt outside. “I believe we have company.”
The knocking at the door followed seconds later and Sawyer opened the door to see Sam, Dakota, Josh and Mateo with two other men.
“Well, I see someone was busy this morning.” Sam chuckled softly at Troy in wolf form. “Did we interrupt?”
“No,” Sawyer opened the door further. “Just finishing up,”
“Well, I’d like you to meet Mark Montgomery and Riley Esposito.” Sam waved to the two men on the porch. “May we come in?”
“Sure.” Sawyer put his hand out. “It’s good to meet you both.”
Riley smiled and walked into the house. Comfortable was the first word that came to mind. “You have a lovely home. I heard you and Troy are an item now, I looked forward to seeing him.”
“Oh, he’s right there babe.” Mateo pointed to the wolf.
“Ha, ha, very funny.” Riley rolled his eyes.
Mark crouched down and looked at the wolf on the floor. “Oh God, it is you.” Mark smiled and ran his hand over Troy’s muzzle. “Look at you, all wolfie.” Mark giggled.
Riley furrowed his brows. “Huh?”
“I believe Riley needs to be shown, Troy.” Sam raised an eyebrow.
Sawyer sighed. “Come on guys, he’s not used to shifting yet. You should know the pain he’s endured, Sam.” Sawyer stood in the middle of the living room and removed his sweat pants. “I’ll do it.”
“Shit, someone give me a dollar.” Josh snickered. “The strip shows starting.”
Mark smacked his husband in the arm. “Stop it.”
“Okay, not that I’m opposed to nudity…” Riley shifted his gaze away from the naked man in the living room.
“You have to watch, Riley.” Mateo stood behind his husband and wrapped his arms around him.
Riley tried to smile at Sawyer’s face and keep his eyes off the rest of the man. Sawyer’s muscles began to ripple and Riley’s mouth dropped open as a large black wolf with green eyes stood where Sawyer had been. “You…He’s…fuck.” Riley whispered.
Mateo leaned in his husband’s ear. “Okay, take a deep breath. Sawyer is a werewolf, as are Sam, Dakota, Troy and quite a few others on the reservation.” Mateo waited for Riley to speak.
“He…” Riley pointed at Sawyer and then the other wolf. “That’s Troy?”
“Yes, that’s Troy, you’re friend.” Mateo smiled as Troy padded his way over to them and sat at Riley’s feet.
Riley crouched down to be at eye level and inspected the wolf in front of him. The hazel eyes looked at him with sadness. “Oh Troy,” Riley whimpered and hugged the wolf to his chest. “It’s okay; I don’t think anything bad I promise. Just a little freaked out.”
“Why don’t we get them some clothes?” Dakota headed to Sawyer’s room. “We can hang out and talk about everything.”
Sawyer followed Dakota with Troy trotting behind him. Once inside the room, Dakota crouched down to Troy’s level and looked in his eyes. “It does get better; the pain will lessen over time and for some odd reason, being sexually excited lessens it even more. So on that note, I’ll leave you two.” Dakota winked and left the room, shutting the door behind him softly.
Sawyer sat on the edge of the bed watching Troy on the floor; he grabbed his cock through the sweats and gripped it, making quiet moaning sounds. “Oh baby, fuck yeah.” Sawyer rolled his head back. “Oh suck it…oh God yes…” Sawyer had seconds before Troy’s human form jumped on him, pushing him back onto the bed. “Well hello, sexy.” Sawyer smiled broadly.
“Jesus, you are unbelievably sexy, Sawyer.” Troy growled, licking Sawyer’s bottom lip.
“Was that less painful?” Sawyer ran his fingers through Troy’s hair, loving the texture of it passing through his fingertips.
“It was actually.” Troy ground his hips into Sawyers. “You should play with yourself all the time.”
Sawyer chuckled. “Okay, but right now we have guests, so behave.”
Troy pouted. “But later…?”
“Oh yeah, my turn sweetie.” Sawyer flipped Troy on his back and attacked his lips. “So good, I love your lips.” Sawyer bit Troy’s bottom lip and sucked it in.
/> “God, I love it when you’re forceful.” Troy breathed between kisses.
“Later babe.” Sawyer removed himself painfully from Troy’s warm body. He knew if they didn’t get up right then, they’d be making love for hours. They could do that later.
~~Chapter Thirteen~~
Riley seemed to be okay with the whole werewolf thing, which for some reason did not surprise Troy at all. The man was married to an assassin and happy. Stranger things in life happened. Troy looked around the room at his closest friends and knew that life, no matter how you looked at it, was an endless circle of changes. He knew what he wanted in life and it was sitting in his lap, Sawyer Quinton. Soon to be Sawyer Bishop, if Troy had any say. The afternoon and most of the night was spent with the guys, rehashing old missions for their men, who seemed to want more each time a story finished. This was his family. The only ones left to find out the truth were James and Derek, and that would have to wait. Troy was brought out of his thoughts by Josh’s voice.
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