Mate
The pain Saint was feeling was borderline unbearable. The large bleach blond had knocked the vampire out of the safety of the shadows and into the sunlight. Saint wanted to scream, but his throat wouldn't work. His skin started to sizzle as the sun rays slowly tore through his flesh. He started to see white as he lost sight in both of his eyes. His body shook violently until he felt a presence over him. `Bite me.' The person whispered and Saint didn't hesitate to oblige.
Mack watched in horror as Brett rammed Saint right into the sunlight protruding through the door. For a few moments he watched helplessly as the vampire started to burn, until he realized a way to save him. He slowly stumbled over to him ignoring his lovers cries, more like growls since e was still in wolf form, to stop. He slowly leaned over the dying vampire. He was still very weak, and he knew that if Saint couldn't control himself that he'd surely die. He silently commanded for him to drink, and didn't have to wait to long to feel the fang connect to his throat.
Saint had never tasted anything so good in his life. The mystery man tasted just as good as he smelled earlier. `Soooooo good'.' Saint thought as the sweet liquid continued to pour into his mouth. He made sure not to drink too fast because he wanted to savor every moment of it. Saint was so caught up in the taste of the mystery boy's blood that he didn't notice his body had healed and was not being affected by the sun, he also didn't notice the mystery boy's mate ready to assault him.
Brett was so enraged by the display in front of him that he shifted back into his human form. Screw the wolf, I'll kill him with my bare hands!' He thought taking quick strides towards the two on the floor. Before he could reach them though Anthony intercepted him. This is a life or death situation, there is nothing else going on.' He said calming Brett. `Although it does seem a bit erotic.' He thought.
Callum, Lisa, and Lucas had made their way to the basement about a minute after Brett and Anthony. Callum and Lisa were a bit surprised by not only the vampire in the basement, but also by his interaction with Mack on the floor. Lucas on the other hand was quite turned on by the intimacy of the feeding going on between the two boys. `Lisa and I will have to try that later.' He thought. Just the thought of this made his genitals reach half mast.
Reluctantly Saint retracted his fangs and licked the side of the mystery boy's neck to heal the puncture wounds. He felt literally high from the feeding he'd just received and slowly started to drift off to sleep still lying underneath the mystery boy.
Still a bit scared for the vampire's safety Anthony had Lucas carry make upstairs while he waited a moment before taking the vampire up as well. He wanted to make sure that Mack's blood had truly given him the ability to arise in sunlight. He placed the boy on the love seat located in the living room and took his seat on the recliner while calling Callum over onto his lap.
Callum, Anthony, Brett, Lisa, and Lucas all sat around waiting for Mack and the vampire to awaken. Callum was very nervous for his friend, this had been the second time in less than forty eight hours that Mack had overexerted himself and passed out. Brett was fairly emotionally drained by this point. He just sat on the couch with Mack in his arms rocking him back and forth. The other lycanthropes truly felt sympathy for him.
About an hour later Saint started to stir. The first thing that he noticed was that he felt the warmth of the sun on his body, and he wasn't burning. H wanted to jump for joy until he took a sniff and smelt the five lycanthropes in the room. `Um...Hi' He stated hesitantly as the others just stared at him. Four of them held blank stares, but the fifth one who smelled like a newbie looked at him with curiosity.
Who are you?' The blond haired blue eyed boy asked with a slight fascination of the vamp. Saint Thompson.' The boy said with confidence. He knew that if they were to attack he that he'd stand little chance of winning, but he also knew that his appearance gave him a great advantage. `Who are you?' He asked.
Callum.' The boy stated. He pointed to the largest man who looked of native American descent. He was rather large and had a very dominant aura about him, Saint had no doubt that this was the alpha. This is Anthony' The blond haired blue eyed boy stated. Anthony gave him a curt nod. He pointed to a stunningly beautiful girl with long brown hair and emerald colored eyes. Callum said that her name was Lisa. Her aura was so lively that Saint couldn't help but to smile. She gave him a small wave and a giggle.
The boy holding her had short red hair and emerald eyes as well, his name was Lucas. Lucas gave him a friendly smile and a nod. He received a very relaxed and calming aura from him. That's when things got awkward. He looked over at the other blond who had the most beautiful grey eyes, and was surprised to see him glaring so intensely. He received and cold and very callous aura from this one and Saint had to admit that it was unnerving.
This boys name was Brett and judging by the way that he was holding the mystery boy he wasn't too happy to catch the two of them in such an intimate way earlier. Finally he learned the name of his savior. His name was Mack. The aura he received from his was just so warm and inviting that he just wanted to hug him. However he wisely chose against this seeing the look on Brett's face.
After the introductions were made he politely, and cautiously, answered all of their questions. The first one was why was he in their basement. He told them that he was out hunting for his next meal when the largest lycanthrope that he'd ever encountered tried to make a meal of him. He was able to get away by using the last of his energy to outrun them and stumbled his way into their home. He was so exhausted that he'd passed out in the basement. That morning he'd found a cat down their and against his rational thinking decided to eat it.
Apparently I was not quiet enough, because Mack heard me and...well you all know the rest.' Anthony noticed something off about the way that Saint carried himself. How old are you?' He asked. Saint smiled I'm sixteen.' He said. All of the other lycanthropes seemed to accept this, but Anthony. And how long have you been sixteen?' Saint's smile grew wider. Since April 18, 1900.' Callum's jaw hit the floor. You're 113!?' He asked flabbergasted. Saint shook his head. I turned sixteen on that day, I was also turned on that day as well. I'm actually 129.' At that moment Callum regressed back to the mindset of a ten year old. `THAT IS SO FREAKING COOL!' He squealed. He immediately blushed a dark shade of crimson when he realized his outburst. The other five laughed hardily.
The five lycanthropes continued to get to know the vampire, and even Brett had to admit that he actually, sort of, possibly, kind of, maybe, in a way, just a tiny bit, liked him. Despite his age Saint was very lively and had an infectious personality. Callum and Lisa thought that he could make a great addition to the pack, but they knew that was a long stretch.
Mack did not stir until around eight that evening. By this time the lycanthropes had actually warmed up to Saint quite a bit. He was even given the last spare room to sleep in as long as he needed. In all of his years Saint had never been so warmly embraced by anyone. He had to shake of the dreary feeling that he'd received by thinking about his past and kindly accepted. He felt safer knowing that he had people to help protect him.
The seven people all sat together and continued to get to know their newcomer. Saint still had a particularly hard time keeping his hands off of Mack. He didn't want him sexually, but somehow he felt connected to him. He decided to let the feeling pass for now and continued to enjoy his time.Around midnight everyone decided to head to bed.
Brett and Mack were so physically and mentally drained from all of the stress that they had been put through that they had fallen asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow. They were happy to be were they felt the most comfortable, in each others arms. Saint laid his head on his pillow and fell asleep with a smile on his face. For the first time in decades he was at peace.
While Lisa and Callum headed off to take their showers Lucas helped Anthony clean up. After they had finished Luke headed up the stairs, but Anthony stopped him. That lycanthrope he described, it was Ripper wasn't it?' Lucas had a grave look on his face and slowly nodded. I don't know what we're up against, but I am prepared to kill and die for my pack. I know that you were alpha in your old pack, but if you join this one you know that you'll regress to Beta status. I need to know where your loyalties stand.'
Lucas listened intently and answered honestly. I am not stoked about losing my alpha status, but I trust and respect you. Despite how damaging a blow it will be to my pride, I'm willing to take that leap for the pack, more importantly Lisa. Whatever action you choose to take I will follow. As long as you promise me one thing.' Anthony nodded. I'm the one who gets to rip that motherfucker's head off of his damned shoulders!'