Ravensong (Green Creek 2)

It had to.

I bent down over him so my head was just above his, tilting it to the side, exposing my neck. The rumble in his chest turned into a full-fledged snarl, and the song in my head become a cacophony of gordo and yes and PackLoveMateMine.

“Do it,” I told him. “Fucking do it. I want you to. Christ, I want you to put your teeth in me—”

The wolf came forward. Claws dug in again, and fangs snapped, eyes orange, muscles tensing. I fell against him, the juncture between my neck and shoulder resting against his lips. My cock was trapped between us, rubbing against the muscles in his stomach.

I came first, and the petals of the roses shuddered and shook.

His fucked up into me one final time, legs trembling, and—

Mark Bennett bit down.

Pain flashed through me as his fangs sank into my skin. I gasped as it rolled over me, skin shredding, tendons crunching. The roses shriveled up, sinking back down into buds, the vines retracting, the raven opening its beak and screaming nevermore, nevermore, nevermore.

But then it—

here here here i could see i could see through a wolf’s eyes everything bright and

i was young

i was a kid i was a

pup

i was a pup and my father said he loved me he loved me he loved me

he says your brother will be alpha but that doesn’t make you any less special

you are good mark you are good you are kind you are loving and wonderful

thomas thomas thomas will be alpha but you will be

thomas said richard will be his second

not me

not me at all

i understand

don’t i

i’m a wolf i’m a good wolf because my daddy said so

but thomas is

dirt and leaves and rain

there is

DIRT and LEAVES and RAIN

follow

save

protect