BRETT
I moaned softly, still half-asleep, but the feel of soft lips surrounding my cock was a welcome surprise. "I could get used to waking up this way." I reached down, finding the back of his head, and combing my fingers through Bayne's hair.
Bayne responded by taking me deeper, swallowing around me.
I imagined what he looked like with my cock in his mouth. I wondered if he was staring up at me, watching me respond to the pleasure he was bringing me. I usually didn't like slow, teasing blow jobs, but there was something about Bayne that made me forget everything I used to like and crave whatever he was willing to give me.
His tongue stroked over my shaft as his hand cupped my balls.
"Fuck, I wish I could watch you." I pressed my head back against the pillow, lifting my hips, slightly forcing him to take me deeper. When he gagged around me, my cock pulsed, growing even harder at the sound. "That's it. Take me deep." I steadily moved my hips, fucking his mouth.
Bayne's mouth moved over me expertly, hitting every spot that did it for me. It was as if he knew somehow just what I liked. He welcomed my gentle thrusts, opening his throat for me the best he could, and not pulling away when I'd go too deep and choke him. The sounds turned me on more than anything. Maybe it was because I had always been able to see that I'd never noticed the sounds much, but listening to his wet mouth, his gasps for air, his gag, it was more of a turn on than anything I'd ever done before.
In no time at all my balls were pulling tight and my stomach clenching as I fought to hold back the explosion that was building inside me. "Fuck, I love that mouth." I struggled to breathe, fighting for control. Holy shit my mate was amazing. "Bayne, be ready. I'm gonna come hard and I want you to swallow all of me." I gave one more hard thrust, burying myself in his throat and holding his head there as I let go, my cock pulsing as I shot cum deep into him.
He gagged around me, a mix of choking and swallowing. It had me gripping the sheets with my free hand, the other still firmly against the back of his head.
When I finally did release him, he came free with a gasp, sucking in air. Fuck what I would have given to have seen that. I collapsed back, nearly unable to move from the pleasure I'd received.
Bayne moved up beside me, draping his arm over my chest as he also recovered. Through our link, his own arousal grew, but I needed a minute before I could take care of him. I was spent, unable to do more than think for several minutes.
When I could finally move, I rolled to my side, reaching down to take Bayne's still hard cock into my fist. "How do you want to get off, love? Do you want me to suck you? Or maybe you'd like to fuck me?" I was willing to give him whatever he wanted.
Bayne laughed. "While both of those sound great, and I will probably take advantage of both offers at some point, right now, I want to come all over your face."
I was shocked and was sure Bayne knew it from our link. It wasn't a bad shock. The thought of having him spray his cum all over me turned me on. It was like he was claiming me. Marking me with his scent. I wanted it more than anything.
"Then climb over me and give me exactly that." I leaned in and kissed him for a minute before rolling onto my back again. "Do you want me to help you get off?"
Bayne lifted one leg over me, so he was straddling my chest. His arousal smelled great and I arched forward seeking his cock with my lips.
Bayne tapped the head of his penis against my mouth and let me suck on the tip for a moment before he pulled back. "Play with my balls while I jack off."
I loved the desperation in his voice. Moving my hand to his balls, I rolled them over my finger as Bayne took his cock from my lips and started to stroke himself. The bed moved with his action and I imagined what he looked like over me. I focused on the link we shared, finding I could feel his pleasure, feel his fist almost moving over his cock as if it was my own. I was too spent to harden again so soon, but my cock gave a valiant try as Bayne's body pressed against mine.
The feel of his body rocking as he worked his cock, along with the sound of his hand moving over it made an intense visual image in my mind. My breath caught as I imagined the head peeking through his fist, the tip glistening with precum.
My fingers explored his balls, learning them in a way I had never taken the time to do when I had my sight. Everything was so new, so alive, and the fact I could feel his pleasure through our link only made everything more intense. "I can feel you. Feel what you're feeling." I licked at my lips.
"I'm close. Open your mouth." Bayne's voice trembled as he spoke.
I did what he asked, opening my mouth wide, sticking out my tongue as I waited for what he was going to give me. I couldn't wait to taste him, feel his release against my lips, my face. God, what I would give to see his face as he shot his load on me.
Bayne cried out, his hand still working his cock, the noise slowing slightly a second before streams of wetness hit my face. I didn't jerk away, though it shocked me. I stayed still except for my tongue which licked at the creamy release that now covered my lips. My mate tasted amazing. I leaned forward once I didn't feel anymore hit me. "Give me your cock."
The head pressed to my lips and I leaned up for it, taking several inches in, cleaning him off as I swirled my tongue over him, trying to get every drop I could find.
"Holy shit, that was amazing." Bayne finally pulled from me, falling to my side, still breathing heavy.
"It was. I love tasting you." I used my finger to wipe the cum from my cheeks and bring it to my mouth. "I could get used to waking up like this."
"Me too." Bayne sighed happily. "Now I don't want to move."
"Unfortunately, we have to." I rolled to my side, pulling Bayne beside me.
"You feeling okay today?" He kissed my chin.
"Yeah, better. I'm still not as energetic as I was before the attack. I don't know how to explain it. I just don't have energy. I used to feel like I could take off and run for hours, now the thought alone makes me tired." I pressed my forehead against Bayne's shoulder. "Physically, I feel fine. I don't hurt. I'm just tired. Nothing we've done the last few days should have worn me out."
"I don't know about that." Bayne laughed. "I'm feeling worn out now."
"Sex doesn't count." I grinned.
"Sex always counts." Bayne kissed my lips before sitting up. "Sorry, but we need to motivate. It's almost eleven. We should have been at the pack house by now. It's just so hard to climb out of bed when you're with me."
"I'm not complaining, and I'm sure Kurt understands. It's a good thing he's mated. He gets how it is. Only someone who has been through it would understand." I sat up and slid my legs over the edge of the bed. "I need a quick shower. Will you grab me something to wear again?" If I didn't get my sight back, we'd have to come up with a way for me to know what color shirts were or make sure everything I had matched. I didn't have much with me. Only what I'd brought for my short visit with Bridger, but it was enough to get me through until I could go in and buy more.
"Sure. You okay on your own?" Bayne asked.
"Yeah, I think I've got it. The sooner I get used to doing things, the easier it will be." I stood, moving slowly toward where I thought the bathroom door was. I missed it by a few inches, but running my hands over the wall, I found it easily.
I showered and dressed as Bayne made coffee. It seemed we were falling into domestic habits. I smiled, looking forward to a lifetime of waking up beside him, especially if we woke up every morning like we had today.
Proud of myself that I'd managed to walk from the bedroom and into the kitchen without hitting a wall, I sat down at the table. "That coffee smells amazing."
"Not as amazing as you do." Bayne bent and kissed me before straightening. "Kurt called while you showered. He said that they tracked the car. It belongs to the mother of the girl that Bridger was dating."
"Mary?" I was shocked. "But I'm sure the scent belonged to a male."
"How much do you know about Mary?" Bayne now sounded like he was sitting across from me.
"Nothing much. I met her for a few hours, but she didn't say much that would matter. Bridger talked a bit about her, but it was mostly about how submissive she was. I got the feeling she was in love with Bridger. She was loyal."
"Could Bridger have pissed her off?"
"No way. They were hot and heavy Friday when I saw her with him. Bridger didn't see or talk to her again until Saturday morning before we went on our run. He said we were going fishing for the day and would meet with her at the bar later that night. Bridger didn't say anything on the call that would upset her. He even asked if I minded if he brought her back home with us. I was staying in the guest room, so it wasn't a big deal if he wanted to. She wouldn't have been in my way."
"I wonder if she has brothers?"
I sat up straighter.
"What?" Bayne asked. "I felt that wave of shock through our link."
"That's what the smell was. It was Mary, but fainter, mixed with something else. Just like twins. They share a unique scent, but still different enough that you notice it. I'll bet anything that Mary has a twin brother." I gripped my coffee cup tightly. "We have to let Kurt know."
"I'll call him now. Finish your coffee while I shower. We can leave as soon as I'm done." Bayne paused to kiss my cheek before he left the room.
How could I have not realized it before? I'd been around twins enough to know the scent difference. I had a set of twins that I taught. I ran my fingers through my hair, frustrated that I hadn't put the pieces together before this. If I had, the other two wolves might not have been attacked.
What we needed to figure out now was why would Mary's twin want to hurt us? Did he know what we were or was it just coincidence that he attacked Bridger? Had he been out hunting wolves and didn't know? I didn't believe that. The attack had been too violent for it not to be something personal.
That meant that her twin knew about shifters. That was dangerous. Rumors went around all the time. Most of them were easily covered up by folklore, but this was more than someone saying they'd seen a shifter. It was easy to make people think they were seeing things or it was a play of shadows, but this felt like more. If he was willing to kill, he was willing to expose what we were.
My stomach tightened, the coffee suddenly tasting sour as I stood and slowly walked to the sink and dumped the cup out. I set the cup down and braced my hands on the edge of the counter trying to figure everything out.
"I don't like being in the middle of my shower and feeling you upset." Bayne was suddenly behind me, wrapping his arms around my body as he kissed the back of my neck.
I leaned into his embrace. "I just wish I'd have realized what that scent was sooner. I should have known."
"No, you shouldn't have. You've had so much to deal with. You couldn't expect to have thought about that. None of us thought about it."
"But I knew the scent. I should have connected it to Mary."
"We know now. You can't blame yourself. Hell, you only met her once. It's amazing you remembered the scent at all. Not all wolves would have. Let's go see Kurt and find out what we are going to do. We'll get through this together. We'll figure it out together." He turned me in his arms so I was facing him. "We're going to find this person and make them pay. I promise you."
I nodded, my head falling forward to his shoulder. "I want to know why."
"Then let's go find out. Kurt will have a plan." He kissed my cheek. "You ready to go?"
"Yeah." I pulled back and tried to smile. "Thanks for keeping me calm. I don't know if I could do this without you, without our link."
Bayne kissed me softly, his hands cupping my cheeks. "You could get through anything on your own, but I'm glad you don't have to. I'll always be here to take what I can off your shoulders so you don't need to carry the whole burden."
"I love you."
"I love you too. Now let's get out of here. We have some justice to serve." Bayne took my hand and led me out to the car.
In the silence of the car, I thought about everything that had happened. Somehow, because of something tied to Bridger, four wolves had been attacked. Thankfully, the other two not as badly as we were. I couldn't imagine Bridger letting our secret out. There was no way he would put us at risk. His family, his pack, his friends meant too much to him. I'd seen him in the height of sexual arousal and not once had he lost control. I refused to believe that he'd lost control with Mary. No matter how far we were pushed, we'd learned to always be in control of our wolves.
I sighed, wishing I had the answers and scared we would never find them.
"We'll make him pay for what he did." Bayne reached over, covering my hand with his.
"I know. I just hope he gives us the answers we need. I need know why. What happened to make him do this? What bothers me most is that I won't be able to go after him. I'm going to have to sit back and let you or the others take him." I wanted to be the one to grab hold of him and watch the fear in his eyes as he realized we knew what he'd done. Sadly, I wouldn't be able to see anything. But I would enjoy the smell of his fear.
"Let's talk to Kurt and see what he has planned. This is going to be dangerous enough since we are dealing with a human and we don't know if he's told anyone else about us. We have to remember that there were two humans who attacked you. We don't know who the second one was yet. It wasn't one of the scents from the bar."
I nodded. "We could have this all wrong. It could be the other person who has an issue with us and told Mary's twin. This could have nothing to do with Mary at all."
"We just can't know." Bayne sent a wave of love through our link. "We'll find the answers."
The car came to a stop and shut off. "Let's go find out what they know."
I stepped out of the car and waited for Bayne to come to me. It was frustrating that I couldn't even walk from the parking lot into the building alone. I probably could have found my way following the scents and sounds, but I would have stumbled into other cars and tripped over the steps, making a fool out of myself.
Bayne led me inside and through the large main room into the kitchen. I smelled beef and some strange spice I couldn't place. I had to wonder if the women here ever stopped cooking. It seemed as if there was always someone here. I was still amazed at how well Kurt's pack was put together.
"Morning, boys," Corta called from across the room.
"Good morning, beautiful," Bayne said.
"Morning, Corta." I sat down in the chair Bayne led me to.
"Coffee or something else for you two?" Corta asked.
"Coffee please." I hated having her serve me, but I didn't even want to try and find my way around the kitchen yet.
"Me too." Bayne sat down beside me. "Have you seen Kurt?"
"He's with Josh in their room. Said they'd be down in a few." Corta touched my shoulder. "Coffee is in front of you. Can I get you guys anything else?"
"Thanks, but this is good." I smiled toward her.
"I hear you may have a lead on who attacked you?" She sounded across the room again.
"I hope so." I wrapped my hand around the coffee cup.
"You don't have to hope. We know who he is." Kurt's voice came from the doorway to the kitchen.
I blew out a relieved breath. "Now what?"
"I have a call in to Pack Authority to get permission to handle this our own way. Once I have that, then we'll take him into custody and get some answers from him," Kurt said, suddenly sitting beside me.
"And the second person?"
"We're hoping that it's one of his close friends. We'll follow him for a bit and try and match the scent. His name is Justin. He's Mary's twin brother. He's a mechanic at Kyser's Automotive, which is owned by one of our pack members, so picking him up shouldn't be an issue. I've called the owner, Tom, and he said we are more than welcome to come take him. He said to let him know when we were on the way and he'd make sure the two other humans who work there are sent on an errand, so they won't witness anything. Once we have him, we'll secure him off-site, and see what answers we can get. As for his friend, it will all depend on if we can catch the scent before we take Justin or if we go after him later," Kurt said.
"Could this have to do with something with his boss and not Bridger and Mary?" I was hoping that it wasn't something Bridger did to bring attention to shifters.
"I don't think so. I'm pretty sure Mary is our link, but I'm just not sure how. Like you, I don't think Bridger would lose control. It wasn't like him to put himself or anyone else in danger. He knew what the punishment would be if he did. I'm not sure how Justin found out about us, but however it happened, we need to find out. We can't risk this becoming an issue. We can ignore one person talking about shifters in the forest, but when a group starts talking about it, it becomes a problem." Kurt sighed. "I know you wanted to wait to join pack until we could do an official ceremony, but would you be willing to take me as your alpha now? I'm afraid that once we have Justin in custody, Pete will feel the need to show up and want to hand out his own justice since you belong to his pack. I'd rather you cut all links with him now. That way we can avoid him knowing what is going on or having any rights to be here."
I nodded. "I'm fine with that. We can do it anytime you want."
"Finish your coffee, then we can do it out in the main room. The wolves who are here can take part, then you can link with the rest of the pack at the meeting on Friday if you want. The main thing is we break your link with Pete. The easiest way to do that is for you to just take a new alpha," Kurt told me.
I was excited to join the pack and let go of my old one. In only a week, I could see the difference a good alpha made. I looked forward to being part of such a productive pack and doing my part to make it better. It was strange. I was now blind and unable to do the things I used to, but just the thought of a new pack had me optimistic and feeling as if the future was brighter than it ever had been before. With my mate and a new pack by my side, I could get through anything.
Kurt's phone rang, and he stood. "I'll be back."
"Must be Pack Authority," Bayne said.
"What are the chances we'll get permission to take out a human?" I couldn't imagine that kind of permission was given often.
"With it being Kurt, the chances are better than if it was another alpha. They know Kurt doesn't act without thinking things through. Plus, the violent nature of the attacks will play a part in their decision. This isn't just some rancher shooting wolves to protect his herd. This is much more violent. This was personal. I've only seen wolves kill a human one other time, and it was a case a bit like this. The human found out what we were and walked into a small pack house and just started shooting. Of course, there was no permission given then to kill. One of the pack members acted to protect the others. Twelve wolves died that day, but the number would have been much higher had that one wolf not made the choice to kill him," Bayne explained.
"I remember that. It was a pack in South Dakota," Corta spoke from across the table.
"Yes, and Pack Authority found it all justified. The human was reported missing and never found. It was simple enough." Bayne stood. "More coffee?"
"No thanks." I sat back. "So, with Justin, he's younger. Can you just have him go missing too?"
"That will be up to Pack Authority and Kurt to decide. There are several ways to handle this type of thing," Corta said. "They won't act without a full plan in place and they will take every decision very seriously."
I nodded as I thought about what I wanted to happen. Initially, I wanted to just tear Justin's neck open and leave him to bleed to death, then I decided that torture would be better, and he needed to suffer the way I had. Now, as I thought about it more, I wasn't sure I could or even should be the one to decide what happened to him. Rightfully, Bridger's family were the ones who lost the most, and they should be the ones who have the right to enact justice. I wasn't sure, even as mad as I was, that I wanted Justin's death on my hands. He needed to suffer for what he did, but someone else needed to make it happen.
"Pack Authority has given us permission to proceed." Kurt's voice cut into my thoughts. "Let's break ties with your old pack, then we can go forward and plan what we are going to do."
I stood. "I'm ready."
Bayne laced his fingers with mine, leading me to the main room.
"Can I get everyone who is here to join me in the main room?" Kurt's voice bellowed through the pack house.
Slowly, I heard the sound of people gathering around us in the room.
"I was going to wait until Friday to welcome our newest pack member, but the situation has forced us to do it sooner. I'd like those of you here to join us now. The rest can join us on Friday and complete the linking. Most of you know about Brett and what happened to him on the mountain. He is mate to Bayne, and now wishes to leave his old pack and join us here. I'd like you all to welcome him."
I smiled as several patted me on the shoulder and congratulated me. I had no clue who most were, but they would soon be my pack brothers and sisters and that was all I needed to know.
"Brett, are you ready?" Kurt asked.
I nodded. "Excited and ready." I wondered for a moment if I should have warned my parents, sure they would feel me disappear from the pack link, but they were smart enough to know what I was probably doing. They could feel me through the family link. That would let them know I was safe and alive. I kneeled in front of Kurt.
Kurt started to speak, "Brett Andrew Fullson, do you pledge yourself to the Terrin Pass Pack?" Kurt's voice was loud, echoing through the pack house so all the others in attendance could hear. "Becoming one with us for the better of all lives? Do you vow to follow pack and universal wolf law, always seeking the right path and the betterment of yourself and those around you? Do you give this blood vow, that you commit yourself to the pack, and welcome them as your family?"
Kurt's power seemed to surge around me as I knelt before him. "I do."
Kurt smiled at me as he stepped forward. "Rise."
I took his hand and stood up and arched my neck.
I had been young when I vowed myself to my old pack, but I'd seen many others do this over the years. I was ready for what was about to happen.
Kurt touched my shoulder, then softly whispered, "I'm going to bite."
I was thankful for the warning since I couldn't see it coming. I took a breath just as his teeth sank into my neck, his power flowing through me as our connection was made. I trembled slightly at the unfamiliar power, but I also noticed the difference in how my link with Kurt was compared to the one I'd had with Pete. Kurt's was filled with compassion, love, and understanding. Nowhere did I feel his push to control or need for power.
As he lifted his mouth from my neck, a surge of pride hit me from my mate.
"Brett Andrew Fullson, you are now a member of the Terrin Pass Pack. As your alpha, I welcome you."
"Thank you, Alpha Kurt." I fell back to my knees, arching my neck toward him in submission as I explored the new link created between us.
"Come and welcome your new brother, Brett," Kurt called to his wolves.
One by one, the wolves in attendance all came over, kneeling down beside me to lick at the wound on my neck from Kurt's bite. The blood and saliva linked each one of us. We were like family now. While they couldn't feel me the way Kurt or Bayne could, it was enough to feel stronger emotions and know when someone needed help.
"I'm the last." Bayne was suddenly beside me. "I'm so proud to have you as my mate, and now pack member. I love you."
"I love you too." I arched my neck even more as he put his mouth to me, licking gently over the wound.
Once Bayne had moved away, Kurt took my hand and pulled me up. "Congratulations and welcome to the Terrin Pass Pack." He hugged me. "Usually I would lick the wound clean, but I think I'll leave that to your mate. Go be alone for a few minutes, shift and heal. I've got some phone calls to make. Meet me in the kitchen in twenty minutes and we'll work on our plans."
"Thank you." I hugged him again before Bayne pulled me back into his arms.
"You okay?" Bayne led me to one of the bedrooms.
"I haven't felt this good in a long time. The pack link is so different than the other I had. It's refreshing." I had to get my parents to move. This was how pack was supposed to feel. What we had with Pete was nothing more than a way for him to have control and use the wolves under him.
"It feels right to have you as part of the pack. Like we are complete now." He shut the bedroom door before pulling me into his arms. "Your blood could become addicting."
"Good thing you can bite me any time you want." I arched my neck in offering to him.
He licked over the bloody wound. There was no pain, only a jolt of pleasure as his mouth sucked against the skin.
"Careful or we'll be called vampires." I laughed.
"Nope, that won't work. I enjoy the sunlight too much." He pulled back. "You better shift and heal so we can get back out there."
I didn't want to go back out. I wanted to toss Bayne onto the bed and sink inside him. I forced the urge back. We would have time for that once we found Justin and figured out why he'd killed Bridger and attacked me and the others. Protecting the pack had to come first, and we couldn't wait for more to be attacked. The sooner we had him in custody, the sooner life could get back to normal.
I stepped back and started to strip my clothes. "My wolf isn't happy you aren't shifting with me."
"Tonight, I'll shift, and our wolves can spend the night together," Bayne promised.
It was enough. Ready to face the rest of the day, I fell to my knees and shifted. Hopefully, we'd get the answers we needed and by the time we were alone later, this would all be behind us.