Date: Mon, 22 Apr 2013 19:07:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mack Thomas <mackthomas86@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mate (part 8)

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!'