Chapter 104: An Expression Of Rank

The Deep Woods, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

A howl filled the air as Casey Allen Peterson barrelled amid a few trees noting the flaring of his nostrils as he rushed toward the scent of his mate, Rick Channon, who the heat of the new arrival had compelled to take him by force, which given how Maddox reacted to him before wasn't all that forceful, to begin with. While he had been annoyed that Rick was shoving his cock into another werewolf, and an intersex one at that, he knew it had not been of his own mind's desire. Casey had known better than anyone that Rick's wolf had been very domineering when it came to the rut and would go to great lengths to get what he desired even if it had been an interloper.

The sight of the older Daly brothers made Casey uncomfortable as he bared his fangs and snarled upon arriving to see them attempt to attack a very distracted and lust-crazed Rick while he'd been naked and pumping his cock in and out of the moaning interloper in heat.

Lewis Daly seemed to be anticipating Casey's arrival as he swiftly turned his attention to him and drew his claws while showing off his impressive fangs. Casey had not been of the mind to back down, he had been of the mind to protect Rick and it showed. Brody smirked as he noted Rick's inability to stop pumping his cock into Maddox and attempted to attack him only for Rick to promptly pull out of the whimpering blond lad and grip him by the throat, his eyes a blazing orange color and his fangs bare as he snarled at the interloper who had dared to challenge him directly.

Brody had found in his haste to get the advantage, that he'd been no match for Rick Channon, especially not in his feral form as he was tossed into the nearest tree and knocked unconscious. Casey took a moment to rush Lewis biting and clawing at him in rapid succession as the off-balanced werewolf tumbled to the ground among the soggy leaves and broken twigs that lined the forest floor. Enraged by the gall of these interlopers, Casey began biting and clawing the second eldest of the Daly brothers unable to keep the killer instinct that had thus far eluded him at bay due to the heightened sense of danger as well as the jealousy that filled him in the wake of stumbling onto his mate in the woods.

His blue eyes narrowed as his half-feral form made itself known. Whimpers and howls filled the night air as Lewis found himself unable to fight back in the wake of Casey's unleashed fury. Rick seemed to be comfortable with the outcome and swiftly turned his attention back to Maddox who had been whimpering in his own right in the wake of the loss of the massive cock that was stifling the heat that continued to blaze inside him.

A low growl erupted from Rick as he pounced on the younger Daly, gripping his bare pale arse and shoving his throbbing slick appendage back inside the hidden warmth that it seemed to crave so often. He snarled as Maddox gasped at the sensation of being filled and thrust forward intent on pounding the younger werewolf into the dirt by way of his growing need.

Maddox didn't seem to have a care in the world when it came to what was happening to his two older brothers, all his young wolfish mind had been focused on was the simulating sensation of his first massive cock stretching his molten depths and the anticipation of relief after so long a torment in wanting it.

Rick growled as his pale arse pumped against the whimpering lad's body as he held him onto the ground unable to help himself as the wolf in him demanded that he breed the willing untouched womb that had beckoned for his thick virile seed. Casey had not known what to make of what was happening to him as the feral portion of his wolfish mind took over causing him to black out after beating the other interloper unconscious. His involuntary shift had driven him to run wild amid the trees as the cool breeze of the late-night air beat against his rushing wolfish body.

He could feel the earth beneath his paws as he combed the forest floor taking in the various scents of the fallen logs, dried and dying leaves, soil, excrement from other animals and insects as well as the rushing waves of the river. The forest had seemed so much more alive as Casey rushed through the trees feeling right at home in the wake of his involuntary shifting into his dire wolf form.

He could feel the beating of his heart had calmed some since the altercation with the interloper and he seemed to take to running about in his new form. Rick had warned him of letting the wolf make too many decisions for him but he found it altogether freeing to do so, making a mental note that Rick had occasionally been powerless to the will of his wolf which by all accounts according to Casey's wolf brain had been an Alpha in its own right which is why he'd been so rebellious and susceptible to the scent of the whimpering interloper's heat.

Casey had not been as affected by the scent but he had not been as driven to madness by the prospect of mating as the younger blond werewolf had and it puzzled him only briefly before he had taken note of the fact that he'd possibly been of beta rank which was why his heat cycle was never as bothersome as the interlopers.

The keen wolf ears on Casey picked up the telltale howl of his mate Rick in the wake of his giving into the passion of his wolf as he forcefully took the virtue of the young interloper and coated his womb with round after round of his virile seed. A part of Casey had been annoyed with Rick having sex with the new boy but the wolf in him seemed to have some sort of understanding that it was their way and as a result, he had let it go.

Turning his attention to doing a bit of exploring, Casey rushed through the trees and sought out a bit of an adventure while Rick indulged himself, he had not wanted to be privy to the mating of his Alpha lover and the small whimpering Omega ranked interloper anyway and thought it best this way.