Chapter 5: Red


    If I knew how to do it onmand, then I would, but as I only transformed for the first time and have no


    idea how to call my inner wolf into my eyes again, I just stare at him,pletely dumbfounded with the


    importance of a color.


    “Why does that matter?” I’m aware that despite the more urgent topic in hand, the Shaman has moved


    towards me also, and so has one of the silent elders. A formidable tall and muscr elder, whose grey


    white hair is not sessful in lowering his intimidation levels and he snarls my way.


    “Because you are part white, and now Cole sees red in your eyes. It matters, now show us, or I will


    make you fully turn on mymand and you won''t enjoy it.” He seethes my way, full on hostility in his


    tone and I shrivel back, scalded and instantly fearful. Colton reacts instinctively, at the veiled threat,


    and chaos ensues. In the sh of a blink, he’s between me and the elder, growling, eyes glowing wildly,


    bodyrger and bristling with tension as he turns to him and huskily warns him off.


    “My mate.... mine! You touch her.... I will exert my right to maim or kill to protect her. I don’t care who


    you are in this pack!” His tone drops to satanic levels and I recoil behind him, seeing the ripple of


    spines up his back as he begins to transform aggressively. My stomach hits my knees, making me


    weak, unsure what else to do as the Shaman intervenes as fear paralyses me to the spot.


    “See. This is what happens when you dy the bond. The urge gets insane the longer you deny it. The


    need to protect, the need to be joined. It creates madness. Colton, be still. No one is going to touch


    your mate without your say so, and we will look at her eyes in time. Breathe ande back to us.” He


    ces a hand on his shoulder and gently brings Colton back to my side, lifting my hand and ces it


    on Colton’s gently, before patting both and setting us down. The instant spark and warmth generated


    between us gives me all kinds of safe and familiar vibes I’ve not known in almost ten years. Not since I


    last saw my parents alive and home. It seems to do the same to him, as his eyes fade back to brown,


    and he inhales slowly bringing peace to the aura between us. “His mate holds the key to bringing him


    calm. Be that now. We need to talk without you both here. Go, the room through there.”


    The Shaman points us towards an adjoining door and Colton grasps my fingers in his tightly, his energy


    pulsing through mine and it does seem to bring him back from turning. I can''t exin it, but here


    holding his hand, it’s the first time in a long time I feel a connection of love for anyone. That sense of


    belonging that I lost the day my family left me.


    I barely knew him this morning and yet, here, and now, my instincts are that I would die for him if I had


    to, and the longer this ys out, the stronger this need to be near him gets. It''s insanity, and I have no


    understanding of how this can be, but it is what it is. Colton is part of me now and I can''t do anything


    about it. While being physically joined causes all sorts of inner sparks and sizzles as tension builds


    between us and I move obediently as he pulls me with him.


    We are ushered to the door, hands still entwined and I follow him closely, the heady need to wrap


    myself around him worse when we have prolonged contact and as much as my head tells me to let go,


    I can’t seem to. The growing ache in my stomach and pelvis is getting irritatingly intense and I am more


    than aware of his good his skin feels against mine. Our hands slotted together, warm on warm and it''s


    weirdly sensual.


    Colton leads me through to the other room and shuts the door firmly behind us. Still holding my hand


    and keeping me by his side as he turns to me. He gazes down at our entangled fingers for a long


    second, seems like he too is telling himself to let go, but he doesn''t.


    We stand stiffly, a pulsating energy growing between us as the air thickens and I find it harder to


    breathe the longer he’s this close. Fully aware of him towering over me in all his beautiful muscr


    glory, hot body and way too good looks. Even his voice does crazy tingly things to me and standing


    absorbing his heat, inhaling his unique scent, I start to get mmy in really embarrassing ces. My


    eyes keep straying to his face, his mouth, his really pretty face and I edge closer absentmindedly, biting


    on my lip as crazy thoughts about leaning up and biting his, course through my brain rmingly.


    I need to cool down and pull this back in. Hormones are obviously well and truly kicking in with his


    proximity and I need to breathe a little.


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    “How can I want to kiss someone so badly that a few hours ago I never even knew? I have a girlfriend.


    Did, have one. My heads a mess.” He looks instantly distraught and squeezes my hand in his a little


    forcefully before reluctantly releasing me and stepping back. Calming my jets as guilt punches me in


    the stomach and I realize maybe he’s not getting as hot and bothered as I am standing here. “This is ...


    insane. I don’t know you .... How can we...?” He paces away from me, seemingly in turmoil, then past


    me twice, back, and forth and then turns to me again.


    I shrug at him, unsure what else to say. If I knew the answers then I guess we wouldn''t be here like


    this. I’m a little out of my depth and struggling to get this raging fire under control in my pelvis as, what I


    assume is my libido, finally introduces herself to me and I have to stop checking out his ass as he


    keeps waving it past me. It’s making me all squirmy and uneasy and so sure he can probably tell with a


    look that I am about three seconds away fromunching at him. Shuffling from foot to foot and


    swallowing hard, blowing out heavily to release this growing pressure in my stomach.


    “Please tell me you are feeling this too. That this is not just me?” He stops and frowns at me, his eyes


    looking a little hazy and intense as he stares at my mouth and almost electrocutes me with the


    connection. I nce away, face flushing with his effects on me and try to focus on the floor, the table, a


    wall, and cool off this really hugely, suddenly suffocating room around us. I can feel him without


    touching him, his presence ebbing into me and stirring up all kinds of longings and sensations.


    “I think that''s how it''s meant to work. We''re supposed to want to, you know... mate.” I blush as I say it


    and look away again, overwhelmed with sudden shyness. Uneasy with this admission he wants to kiss


    me, while I’m all kinds of flustered, hot, tingly, and itching to slide my hands over that strong wide chest


    and...... Oh god, stop. I mean, I do too, want to kiss him that is. I have done since after the whole


    imprinting thing, but I just didn''t think we should be admitting those kinds of things to one another.


    Especially when neither of us actually wanted this. And I’m finding it really hard to breathe at all as my


    lungs constrict and my heart kes out with him being close enough to inhale, lick, grope..... I really


    need to get a grip. I pull the neckline of my T shirt to release the heating off in droves from me and


    fan my face to push these insane urges and mental images of him naked, out of my head. I want him to


    kiss me so badly, I can almost taste it.


    I don’t get a chance to give any kind of verbal response or even encouragement. I don’t even get a


    chance to look up or think, and his sudden sweep into me, his fingers yanking my chin up as his lips


    crash into mine, knock me for six.


    I''m shocked, frozen for a second by the instant lip to lip assault, but as soon as his warm mouth molds


    to mine, I literally lose all control. I kiss him back, hormones let loose and that craving hunger finding


    what it wanted after all, with a fever iparable to anything and get lost in the sweetest tasting past


    time ever invented. Now I know what an urge taking over feels like and my inner wolf pushes beyond


    any control I have.


    His lips open mine, tongues meeting for the first time and I experience my first ever French kiss with a


    clearly practiced mouth. I groan, sumb to his expertise as he yanks me into him and bodily crashes


    us together intimately. Our teeth sh with sheer ferocity in the devouring way we got at one another


    and his hand rakes my body, grinding me to him like he can''t get enough as Ipletely sumb.


    Lust fuels the animals in us, and he picks me up under the thighs, his grip bruising my tender skin as


    he wedges his body between my legs, pulling them around his waist and walks me back so he can jam


    me up against the wall, to fully push himself against me. He kisses me harder, with a passion that sets


    us on fire and I grasp and w at his shoulders and neck in utter abandonment, scratching, biting ,


    kissing and finding my rhythm and confidence in what he’s doing to my mouth.. His tongue caresses


    mine and mentally I blurt insanely...


    I want you inside of me. I’m going to selfbust if you don''t.


    Not even sure if I mind linked, or where this thought even came from, given I''m a virgin and never had


    a sexual urge in my life, but it only seems to make him kiss me all the more passionately. All sense lost


    as this bond engulfs us and he grinds into me until my urges reach fever pitch of heightened horniness


    and I start panting with the effort as my body vibrates and craves his desperately.


    I wrap my arms around his neck tightly, almost choking him with the way Itch on, devouring him with


    equal fervor and find my motion, rubbing my pelvis up against what is clearly an erection, a very solid


    bulge in his pants, as we meet in every way. It doesn’t even shame or shock me, instead it fuels my


    need to strip him naked and get on top of him toplete this union. He feels like the best thing in the


    world, smells, tastes, touches in a way that drives me insane with need and I now realize this bond is


    more powerful than even I gave it credit for. I want him so badly I might actually lose my mind if we


    don’t do this.


    Grinding into one another, my crotch fitted to his and breathingbored, I experience the real first


    moments of a building climax, even though we haven''t done anything properly. Just the motion of his


    rough jeans between my thighs, over my panties, his kiss, his hands on me and the feel of him, has me


    unravelling insanely. I never knew much about sex before today and now; I literally cannot contain the


    need to have it with him and might even get my first orgasm without losing my virginity.


    Colton catches my hand roughly and pulls it above my head, pinning me back against the wall hard,


    crazily sexy, exposing my neck to him while my arm pulls my long hair back out of his way. I turn my


    face, knowing what he wants almost instinctively, heart hammering through mybored breathing and


    tighten my grip around him to keep him close. Sliding away from my mouth to my neck, he licks from


    the base of my throat and up to my jawline, igniting a wave of tingles and goosebumps that makes me


    clench my thighs together around him. He groans at the pressure, which shoves his hard on against


    me firmly. My core pulsing with need as he focuses on something else entirely.


    Mark me... take me. I’m yours. Finalize the union.


    The wanton voice of a girl begging for release, that I don’t recognize, and he responds with a low growl


    that stirs everything low down inside of me.


    I want nothing more. God, I need you so badly.


    Primal urge is no match formon sense, and as his teeth elongate and graze the soft skin of my


    neck, holding me taut against the wall, fully submissive, angling me in readiness to leave his mate mark


    on my neck, I moan in pleasure and squeeze my eyes closed at his touch. Holding my breath as I wait


    for the one thing that will calm the insanity in this need between us.


    A transference of blood and sex and we are united for life. Bearing marks that tie us together and


    shows everyone we''re bonded.


    I tense and exhale as his hot breath and soft mouth nestle on the naked skin near my jugr and a


    sharp graze presses against the pulsing spot of my throat. A tiny inkling of piercing points pricking into


    the first thinyers, fully ready for the biting pain I know will probablye, but so close to self-


    combustion that I think it might make me climax. I dig my nails of my one free hand into his shoulder,


    mping onto him brutally in sheer ecstasy and swell with the transference of the pleasure he feels as


    it consumes me too. Seems he likes a bit of pain.


    An almighty high-pitched screech assaults my senses, shatters ss in the room around us in dramatic


    mini explosions,busts inside my head so crazily painfully that I snap my eyes open and scramble


    to w my palms over my ears, yanking them from him. Colton’s body tenses and he


    releases me clumsily. Dropping me to my feet in rm that has us scrambling to shield our ears in


    unison, brains shuddering with the excruciating squealing whine on our elevated senses. Colton


    bristles into half turning, teeth, ws, face changing, as his protective instincts make him fight ready


    and poised to protect me. Turning on the source as he tries to stay upright, and I crumble behind him to


    the floor in a useless heap. Clutching at my head to drown it out before my brain actually pops.


    “How could you?” Carmen wails, so insanely tonal it''s like a dog whistle and things on the shelves in


    the room begin to vibrate as she keeps that infernal noise going. It dawns on me; this is one of her


    gifts. She can shatter with high pitch frequency and I clutch my ears in rm as she begins to howl


    louder. Colton somehow seems to be more able to battle it and attempts to tackle her into the hall, to


    try and stop the eardrum puncturing noise. It’s insanely painful. “You said you loved me!” She screams


    at him, pushing back to get at me, losing her sanity and going for the kill. Her eyes glowing brightest


    orange as she loses all self-control as her nails elongate to full on wolf ws and her teeth begin to


    peek. He changes from pushing her out, to dragging her back away from me and wrestling what is a


    mid-transforming she-wolf.


    “I did ... I mean, I do. I don''t know what I’m saying. Calm down, Carmen.” He picks her up from behind,


    covering her mouth with one hand harshly, pressing until she relents for a gasp of air and turns her


    around, before pinning her to the wall to restrain her and get control. The tone that dominates, the one


    none of us can fight,es out of him ruthlessly and reminds me why all should be afraid of the Santo


    Alpha’s.


    “Stop it now! And stop screaming!” He growls it her way devilishly, and even though I''m not even saying


    a word, I instantly m my mouth shut too. Instant feeble submission because he Alpha-toned us and


    there''s not a lot you can do about it.


    She instantly quiets, falling into utter silence, relief immediate but my ears are ringing in the aftermath


    and I am so dazed I can''t immediately get up. As I finally scramble myself to my knees to try, the door


    bursts open and Juan storms forward, , half man, half beast, semi transformed in a ripped shirt and


    jacket, ready to take on the intruder, and stops dead in his tracks. The elders and Shaman hot on his


    tail in simr state of urgency, and they all gawp at the scene before them.


    “What''s going on? What happened?” hemands snappily, seething rage, and I sink down into the


    corner once more, huddling into a ball and wishing myself a million miles away from all of this. This just


    can’t get any worse.


    “Your son was in the middle of marking that Reject! ... MY mate has betrayed me!” She wails again in


    destion, and I feel every single angry re turn from her to me, and then Colton, as silence deafens


    us all.