Agent Fox Mulder (i_want_2) wrote in multi_fiction, @ 2008-12-15 07:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | het, rated: explicit, slash, were/beast, wolf lake |
Fic: Eros Theory 3/6 Wolf Lake
Eros Theory: Legend of the White Wolf.
Lopaka Tanu
Disclaimer: I do not own Wolf Lake.
Warnings: MPREG SLASH AND TRANS GENDER FLIPPING oh and a few minor things like beastiality, violence, language, and wolf Sex.
Archive: Yes plese tell me where.
Summary: This picks up where Wolf Lake left off. With my own twist added.
Rating: Nc-17
Any other good stuff just add it to my bill.
Author's note: This is not just about a MPREG or Lou Diamond Phillips being naked. Though that right there is enough. So just stick with me here. I have wanted to write this fic since Tyler Creed first confronted John Kanin.
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Wolf breeding states, that when a wolf has submitted to the dominance of another it is protected by that wolf from all others. This is said to form close communal bonds that must be kept by continued signs of submission on behalf of the protected.
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Part 3 "Fascinating indeed."
Cabin 5 7:45 am Saturday morning.
"You know, some times I think you do this on purpose."
John Kanin glared at Sherman Blackstone as he tended the cut on his forehead with antiseptic. "I am not a masochist. I hate pain. Why are you here any ways, got another house that you want to collect the insurance off of? Ow, watch it with those Band-Aids. I think you took some hair."
Sherman held up the Band-Aid and looked at it. "So I did. What do you know? Oh well, you're young, it will grow back. Now settle down and this won't happen again."
"I'm sorry, hey why am I apologizing to you for. You are the one who took my hair, ow geesh give me that." John yanked the Band-Aid from Sherman's hand and walked over to the mirror to put it on. "So why are you here this early in the morning?"
"I came over to check on you. You know I worry about you some times." When John gave him a speculative look in the mirror he held up his hands. "No I mean it, you are the most entertainment Wolf Lake has seen in several years."
"Gee thanks, that makes me feel so much better." He deadpanned as he finished adjusting the bandage.
"Glad to be of service. SO, how have you been. Any thing interesting happen lately?"
Kanin couldn't help but laugh as the old Indian sat on the edge of the bed rubbing his hands together like he was about to be gifted with the most interesting piece of knowledge in the world. "Now that you mention it, something did happen last night."
Sherman waited for a moment then decided the young one needed prompting. "Something like...."
"Like wolves."
"Wolves how?"
"Wolves had something to do with it."
Sherman smacked his head as he gazed at the ceiling muttering. "Come on John, you can tell me. It's not hard. I swear getting information from you kids these days is like pulling teeth, not that I know what that's like. I'm not a dentist you know. Though there was that time with a certain little Donner. He had a nasty set of teeth on him and a temper to boot. He would snap at your finger if you weren't careful. He lived up to the name Little Ankle Biter."
"All right! I'll tell you. My god are you deliberately trying to drive me insane. Wait don't answer that." John sat down in the chair facing Sherman. "I dreamed I was running through the woods surrounded by wolves, only I was one of them. We were playing, yipping and howling at the moon. These dreams went on all night." He took in Sherman's disappointed face. "Well I'm sorry if my life is not as entertaining as you might like."
Sherman stood with a smile on his face. He knew some thing was troubling the boy but he would not push. It was no longer his place, he had lost that right long ago. But he would be here if the young one needed him, as he no doubt soon would. "Well John, if you have any thing happen to you and need to talk about it, let me know. My door is always open, well almost always. If there is a towel on the handle, just wait on the porch." As he past John caught his hand. "Yes." Suddenly he felt the young man's anxiety.
"Sherman."
"I understand, you need time."
John nodded. "Thank You."
"No problem. What are neighbors for?"
"You live across town."
"And what a beautiful town it is. Good bye John. See you, when I see you." And with that he was out the door.
John watched the door close with trepidation. He couldn't believe it happened to him last night. The shock of it all welled up in his head and caused him to bundle up in a ball. It was a wolf. But when he tried to get away it was a man. A man that made him feel like he lost control, that he never had it. These feeling scared him. What ever had happened last night, he knew this, he wanted more, and that scared the hell out of him. Being raped by a wolf/man, he wanted it to happen again. What did that say abut him? "It means you're fucking nuts. I gotta get out of here."
After showering he looked at his face in the mirror. No facial hair. It had been a month and still not a single whisker. This was too weird. He sighed and finished getting dressed. He did not have to but he was going in today. He needed to get his mind off last night. Besides there was someone who could help, she may be the only one who could understand.
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8:51 am. Wolf Lake Woods, The Hill.
John's cruiser pulled to a stop as he noticed the hunting party along the woods. At least six trucks and fifteen people were out there from what he could see. As he climbed out he heard people shouting that they had her sighted down by the lake. Quickly and quietly he made his way down to the others.
From a distance he saw them chasing a group of wolves with clubs, stun guns, and tranq guns. At the heart of the pack was a white female. Stunned he thought that they finally caught up with her, then he realized this female was different, some thing about her was off, like she didn't smell right.
He wondered what the hell he was doing here. That annoying person had called his cell phone and told him to come down to the woods, that an illegal hunt was going on. Now that he saw them, he was determined to take them out personally. All he had to do was find the ring leader and arrest him. The others would either risk getting shot, arrested, or leave.
With sure steps and unnatural grace he followed them until he saw Tyler chasing the pack towards the lake. His men and women were cornering the wolves, this was going to be a massacre if he did not interfer. With an extra burst of speed he beat the pack to the lake and pulled his gun. He was going to arrest Creed this time and take out any body who tried to stop him. He was tired of all the games, no more Mr. Nice Dope.
The wolves came bursting out of the woods in a flash of silver and white. Immediately they set on John. They broke apart from their positions and formed in to an arc. He was a dead man, or so he thought. A large male started to sniff his behind. He turned startled as the male nipped at him. He was about to swipe at it on instinct when a growl from behind him made him turn yet again.
The large female growled at him as she sniffed the air. He was a threat to her position in the pack and must be put in his place. She was alpha not him. She was about to lunge when his look froze her in place.
Eyes wide and teeth bared in a snarl John caused the female to back off a bit and attempt a regroup. He knew he won this first time by startling her. It would not happen again. Taking aim he pointed the gun at her. "I don't want to hurt you but I will do what I must."
A growl broke their staring contest. Tyler made his way through the pack and stood in front of John. "Back off now!" Surprisingly enough the female did. A male was about to challenge him but another growl and they were off again for parts unknown. Tyler turned on John and glared at him. "What are you doing here?" He sized up the human and growled over his loss of what he thought was Ruby yet again. She smelled off, but he put it to being in heat. Speaking of being in heat, this human was not doing any thing for his erection. For a moment he contemplated taking him here over a rock but the others would soon be here.
"I would like to see your license to hunt these wolves." John stood his ground feeling a little uneasy in the presence of this man. He was playing havoc on John's lower regions.
Tyler sniffed the air and grin maliciously at John. "You want to see my permit." Slowly he stalked around the frozen human. "What makes you think I need one?"
John followed him with his head but avoided turning his body to face the man. When the hand slinked up his back side he held his ground. For some strange reason he felt this was the only way, just let it happen and all would be fine afterwards, for a while at least. "This is a private land but the wolf is a protected animal. You need a special PERMIT!" He cried out as the Tyler stuck his face in his crotch.
"Damn you smell good. Bet you are just aching to be taken again." He smiled as he nipped at the taller man's belly. "So tight. Gods you felt good. Been a while since I fucked a good bitch."
"I am not a bitch." John felt the words fumble from his lips as they came face to face. He was about to say more when Tyler pulled his face down to kiss and nip at his lips.
"Yes you are. More than that, you are mine. Once I marked you, no one else will touch you. You are now under my protection John, and for that I will require certain favors now and then. Do you agree?"
John acted on instinct as the man started to sniff along his face. Once he got to the neck John lifted his head and bared his throat which Creed quickly kissed and nipped.
"Good I am glad you agree. Now you can go on your way deputy." Creed caressed his bottom one more time before turning and running off to join the rest of his people in pursuit of the rogue pack members. Wouldn't do for the female to mate with one of those bastards when she was his.
John stood there for a while longer wondering what the hell just happened. All he knew was now he was in Tyler Creed's back pocket, or was it the other way around. Tyler said again, does that mean he was the wolf/man that took him a few hours ago? He shivered as he remembered the heat in that man's gaze. He had to talk with somebody about these reactions and soon.
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9:15 am Cates Residence.
Vivian Cates waited for her son to come home, he had been gone all night with his friends and she had yet to talk about his behavior. She was worried about him. His reactions to Deputy Kanin had caused a great deal of alarm when she had proper amount of time to deal with it. Another thing was his recent behavior involving a certain future pack member. Rumors had been flying about their involvement and this was just getting worse.
She had to talk to that boy now! He couldn't just go traipsing around all hours of the night and day when he felt like it. There were laws both pack and human he had to follow. As her son he was expected to behave a little rebellious but had to follow the rules, especially if he wanted to survive. What he did that night to Sophia Donner bordered on those rules. Didn't see that?
She stood wringing her hands. No one was around to see her having a miniature breakdown. Vivian slammed her fist down on the desk when to stop her mind from going around in circles again. 'I have to get out of here before I do some thing I regret.' Removing her dress she headed for the back door and started the flip. Just as she completed the flip and was about to run for the trees the front bell rang.
Torn between duty and the need to run she decided to peek to see who was visiting. If it could not wait she would simply deal with it. As she snuck around the house she picked up on a deep musky scent. 'Matt!' Instantly she returned to her human form and headed back inside the house. Feeling a little more in control of herself she adjusted her clothes and opened the door.
"Matt, what a surprise. What brings you here this time of morning?" She gave him her best take me to bed smile.
His frown took that look off her face. "I need to speak to you in private for a moment V. Then I will need you to come down to the station with me."
Vivian was at a loss of words. She backed up gesturing him to enter. "What seems to be the problem?"
"There are a few things. The least of which is your son." He tried to be gentle but his anger was growing too rapidly.
"What has Luke done that is so bad?" Putting on her coat and hat she was soon ready to leave.
"Do you know where he was last night?"
"I assumed he was on the hill. One of his friends was having a bad hair day and needed to flip for a new do. Why, did something happen to him?" Fear suddenly gripped her.
"No, but if certain tests come back a certain way he won't be around much longer." His growl startled her in to action.
"What is that supposed to mean?" She turned and walked out the door as he stomped past her.
"It means that bitch in heat you call a son finally screwed up, literally. And my daughter is paying the price."
Vivian stopped walking to her car. "You mean he and Sophia..."
"YES!" His eyes flashed yellow. "Now the little bastard is sitting in a cell down at the station waiting for me to press charges."
Vivian thought this over in her head. This would need a sound decision. Her son was not a genius but not even he was this stupid, was he? What about Sophia, does this mean she... "So does this mean your daughter has flipped?"
Mathew Donner stopped just as he reached his cruiser. "No! She has still yet to do that, that's what got her in this mess to begin with. It seems your son told her sex would help trigger the change."
"Well it normally would. Why didn't it?"
He actually blushed before answering her. "Because she is in heat like the rest of the females in the pack. Yesterday was the beginning of mating season, and Sophia was acting extremely hormonal. I forbade her to leave her room, so she figured a way around that. Luke spent the entire night in her room with her." By the time he was through his hands were balled in to fists. "What if she is? Damn it V, what will this do to her future?"
"Calm down Matt. We don't know that she is. Conception usually takes place in our wolfen forms. What did I say?" Vivian stared at his pale face. "You can't mean? I'll kill him myself." Yellow eyes flashing. "What is it with you men? You have a special kink or something? Doing it in wolf form with your mates while they are still human. Why, that is just vulgar." She shivered at the thought.
"V. we're skin walkers. This is how we are. How do you think Sophia came about?" He rolled his eyes at her strange attitude.
"That's why I said you men are nasty. And your wife? What must the poor woman have thought to do it with a wolf just to get pregnant?" She smiled at his angry stare. "Gotcha."
"Got me how?"
"You aren't thinking about killing my son any more are you?"
"Now that you remind me." He snorts in rage. "Yes I am!" With that he climbs in his cruiser and takes off leaving tire marks in the driveway.
"Damn that man, and that boy!" As she climbs in her car she floors it down the highway. Time to get a few things strait with both of them.
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9:30 am. Sheriff's station.
John Kanin walked in praying that Molly was gone for the day. He really hated being around her. Hopefully another deputy was on today. May be that cute guy that just came in from the academy. The one with blond hair and blue eyes that make you want to swim in them forever. He adjusted his clothes wondering what the heat was set on.
He stopped dead in his thoughts. Okay this was getting weird. He did a quick scan of the station and noted no one was there. "Where the hell is every body?" A stirring in the cells alerted him to the guest. "Hello Miranda."
"Not Miranda. She got out last night."
John headed over to the cells to check out the voice. On the bunk was Luke Cates holding a melting ice pack to his face where a large bruise swelled up over his eye. "My god what happened to you? You sleep with the sheriff's daughter?"
Luke looked away from him growing frustrated as his body reacted to the strange scent.
"Oh my god, you did! So he did this to you? You're lucky that's all he did?" John looked around the building for any one else. Seeing no one he opened the cell and walked over to Luke. "Sit up." When Luke refused he dragged him in to an upright position. "Let me take a look at that." He grimaced as he saw the big welt. "You'll need more than this ice. Come with me." John did not give him a chance to argue as he stood and dragged the young man out of the cell.
Luke rolled his good eye as John mother henned over his eye with an herbal paste. The scent got stronger as John got closer. He noticed as the beads of sweat stuck John's shirt to his body while they increased the scent.
John applied the cream from the first aid kit that sat on his desk. He dropped the lid to the little jar and bent over to pick it up. The next thing he knew the things on his desk went flying and he was thrown over the top. About to protest his lips were ravaged by the hormonal teen. He tried to push the young man back was pushed back as Luke climbed on to him and the desk.
Luke had gone completely feral. His eyes solid yellow bared his true nature for all to see. All he could think about was completing the mating. The release of his seed to spur on the next generation. That is until he was thrown across the room.
Tyler Creed glared at the pup with yellow eyes. No one touched what was his. After he made sure Luke was out cold he turned back towards the desk with John still sprawled on it. The man's shirt had been ripped open and untucked from his pants. His pants were undone and half way to his knees. He noted the lack of underclothes with a grunt of arousal. Luke had been close, but no cigar. John had passed out from being slammed on the desk one too many times. He probably would not remember a thing about it except in dreams. Better to make sure, he redressed his pet deputy and sat him in the chair. Five minutes later the station had been straitened up and Luke returned to his cell.
Tyler sat watching John breathe as he slept. It was strange the human being quiet and not mouthing off at him. A new anger rose up in his mind. This human had yet again thwarted his efforts to catch what he thought was Ruby. He grumbled as he thought 'Should have let the walking sperm bank screw'em. Might have taught him a lesson in leaving well enough alone.'
Again he wondered who had called him warning him that John was in danger and why he felt so compelled to save the damn human. Oh well, a nice piece of ass was hard to come by these days. Especially one as nice as John Kanin. God he needed to get Ruby back. May be then he would stop fantasizing about her boy friend.
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12:45 pm New York, 9:45 am. Wolf Lake. New York City.
She walked out of the photo shop smiling. They would have the post cards ready in a couple of days. Quickly she checked over the items in her purse again. Money for her future. Negatives of Tyler in a compromising situation. Negatives of John in compromising situation. Photos of both. And a plastic freezer baggie filled with the ashes of one burnt wedding dress. Yes life couldn't get any better. Ruby Cates smiled and walked on to her new life in New York City. Emerald Lonewolfe was a happy person with out a past to worry about or a family to fight with. She was in a since, free. And for the first time in her life, Emerald/Ruby, actually felt it.