Date: Wed, 1 Aug 2012 09:18:28 -0400
From: Kevin D <rekniv86@gmail.com>
Subject: Jakes Inner Wolf - Ch 05

*DISCLAIMER:
This story is fiction, any reflection of real life and any description of
an area or person is purely coincidental.

This story is about a young man who discovers himself and love as well as a
few supernatural surprises along the way. There is death, love, hate,
friendship, and bigotry.

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Chapter 05:

I was frozen in place. Right before my very eyes John was becoming, well, I
don't know for sure, but it wasn't human. It took only a second or two but
it felt like eternity. Standing before me, instead of John, was a very
large wolf, hair black as the night, eyes just as dark, the whites of his
eyes stood at huge contrast with all that fur and those irises. A wolf. So
this means he's a werewolf? Werewolves are real? Holy shit.

I felt that my jaw had dropped so I slowly picked it back up and gulped
loudly. Besides somehow just knowing that John was *somewhere* in there, I
felt like I knew that he wouldn't hurt me, that I was completely safe
approaching him. At the same time, I was terrified that John *wasn't* in
there and the wolf wouldn't know me and would hurt me. It seemed he could
sense I was scared because he immediately dropped to the floor and rolled
onto his back showing me his belly and tilting his head back exposing his
neck. It seemed that it really was John and that he was fully in control of
himself or his-wolf-self or whatever. "John, can...can you understand me?"

The wolf moved his head in what was unmistakeably a nod. I stepped forward
and knelt down beside him and slowly reached out my hand to pet him. His
fur was soft and he was very warm, he seemed to like being pet because he
kept trying to squirm himself closer to me.

"A werewolf? This is real and I'm not dreaming?" I paused and took a deep
breath. "You're a werewolf. Oh my, I think you need to umm change back or
turn back or whatever you call it so we can talk."

I hadn't moved but within seconds he was back to human, laying naked on his
back on the floor right in front of me. My hand centimeters above his
chest, I glanced at my hand and then up to his face where our eyes met I
could see the questions in his eyes but did I have the answers? Not yet, at
least not without some more information.

"John, I... wow... this is quite the 'baggage' as you called it and
correctly 'out of this world'. Holy shit. How much can you explain or tell
me about ... this?"

This apparently pleased him because he looked up at me with a big smile.
"Since you've seen me shift and promised to keep it secret and you're
handling it so well so far, I can tell you everything I know and some
things that we only have theories about, since now there's no going back,
however I can't give out names of others like me yet. Where should I start?"

"How about getting at least some boxers on while I warm up something that
those women brought for me, we can talk while we eat."

"Do I have to put clothes on?" There was that grin again.

There was a part of me that wanted to rip my clothes off and ride him
cowboy here on the floor in the living room, but my common sense won out,
"yes, we have stuff to talk about and if I have to stare at that cock of
yours while we're doing it there won't be much conversation." I held his
stare until he nodded ok. Making my way to the kitchen my brain was
whirling from what I'd just seen and all the questions about it I had. With
a few caveats, this is something I could probably live with, but I'll wait
for the full situation before making final decision. It was strange and
confusing and wild, but I could deal with it, I'd always felt like there
was something out there I was missing out on but could never place it,
strangely I wasn't nearly as opposed to this as I logically knew I should
be. In no time at all I had two plates of food ready and a third warming up
in case either of us wanted more.

"Alright, if you would, please start from somewhere and just tell me what
you can about it. If I'm going to 'accept' this and agree to move on into a
relationship of some kind, either friend or lover, I need to know
everything I can."

So he began explaining while eating. "Well, like I said, we're born this
way, I cannot make someone a werewolf by scratching or biting them. I am
immune to practically every human disease. I can shift whenever I want but
during the nights of the full moon I can't stop the shift for very long,
eventually, usually shortly after midnight if I fight it, the shift will
just happen without any possible control from me." At this point I
interrupted him.

"We, uh, were together, two nights after the full moon. How many 'nights'
of the full moon are you forced to shift?"

"Night before, night of, and night after. Though most of us try to get out
as often as possible. We typically don't need more than a few hours sleep
each night if we shift, the time spent as a wolf sort of acts like sleep
for our human bodies, so it greatly reduces the amount of actual sleep we
need. Like I said about being born with it, it's a genetic trait passed on
from mother to child. In male children of mothers with the gene, the child
will have the potential to become a werewolf if it is enticed out of them
and accepted. In female children, the gene sits and waits to be passed on
to her future children if she chooses to have them. Women born with the
werewolf gene are always born heterosexual so that they can continue the
species. Males are pretty much in line with normal humans, largely straight
but a good number of gay or bi. Since males can't pass on the gene to their
children it's not as big of a deal amongst werewolves for us to be gay. Any
questions so far?"

"Yes. You said, `enticed out'? So a mother could give birth to a werewolf
child and never know it?"

"I couldn't think of a better way of saying it. But, yes. It happens often
enough that it's not abnormal. We recently had envoys from other packs come
by last year to share knowledge and history of our species. There were many
stories from each of them about men who lived to be into their 30's, 40's,
even 50's before the wolf within was discovered by another werewolf.
Physical contact is needed to entice it out, after an accumulation of
anywhere from hours to days of physical contact the full werewolf can
detect the inner wolf of the new wolf, rumors claim intercourse provides
instant knowledge of the inner wolf, but there are few enough gay
werewolves that two werewolves being intimate with each other is pretty
rare. The one already wolf, will instinctively just know, then a choice
will have to be made, the person must choose whether they want to be a
werewolf or not. If not, contact must stop, one or the other would probably
have to move, or at the least stop having physical contact. Usually it's
the father or an uncle or cousin that discover it from hand shaking, hugs,
etc." Taking a long drink of water, "More?"

"Yes please, this is interesting."

"It's a difficult secret to keep from your family so usually an entire
family knows. My father is a werewolf and my mother was born to werewolves.
My brother and I are both werewolves, and since we grew up with my father
as a wolf, we changed very young. My sister will carry on our bloodline to
make new werewolves. My brother - Jason - I'm not sure if you've met him
before, hopes to find a woman who carries the gene so that he'll have
were-pups someday."

"If your father is a werewolf himself, how is he so homophobic if most of
your, um, species, I guess, isn't?"

"Well, we are mostly human, obviously. Bigotry isn't abnormal. There are
several gay members in our pack who are out and in relationships, both to
the human world and our pack. Dad's constantly saying things about them.
Saying they shouldn't be allowed in the pack, etc, most everyone ignores
him. He's got a few buddies who think like him, but they are definitely a
minority within the pack. The Alpha and Beta do not have a problem with
homosexuality, either amongst humans or werewolves."

"OK, that's good. How big is your, `pack', here?"

"Ours is small, a little over 100 wolves throughout the town. There's no
official census as a species though for obvious reasons. However from the
envoys that came to visit last summer from various packs in the state, we
estimate close to 10,000 in this state. I'm not sure what else to say about
us, do you have any specific questions that I haven't covered?"

"Are there other, um, I guess, supernatural, beings, out there?"

A weak frown fluttered across his face before he continued, "oh...yes,
there are. Vampires exist and are foul creatures from what I'm told, we
werewolves are at permanent war with them, however there hasn't been a
vampire, solo, coven or any number in between, in this region in over 50
years. Though we always have a few people on patrol just in case. We have
large enough numbers that we each only have to patrol one night a month.
I'm sure there are other creatures, as well as other were-species. The
envoys brought rumors of werecougars further up in the mountains and even
more rumors of werepanthers in South America, but it is very rare for a
werewolf to travel very far. Wolves are pack animals and we tend to stay
where we grow up like our animal likenesses, territory is a big thing to
wolves. If I were to travel into another wolf packs territory for any
amount of time I would have to announce myself to the local Alpha and ask
permission to stay. Especially at the time of the full moon. We generally
really don't like travelling in anything but a car and occasionally a bus.
Trains are ok for a little while, but planes, well most of us can't even
stand the thought of planes. Being that far above ground and completely
unable to shift. No thank you."

"I see. If, and this is still an if mind you. If, we make us a 'we'. How
will I be received? Will I be introduced to your pack, will anything be
expected of me, will I be subjected to rules?"

"Well, I don't hold a position of power within the pack at this point in
time. Though the Alpha has hinted that when he turns over Alpha to his
current Beta, unless someone challenges him and wins first, they've
intimated that they would likely choose me to be the next Beta and
eventually Alpha. But that's years away. The current Alpha is only in his
50's and still exceptionally strong, the Beta is only in his late 40's and
also very strong. So it would be at least 10 years or so before either of
them pass it on. By then, they might be looking to pass it to someone
younger."

"So being an Alpha isn't like, a predetermined type? Any werewolf can
become Alpha if he's strong enough?"

"Right. As for your reception, well, you likely won't meet more than a few
others in the pack and know you have, until - if - we decide to make us a
permanent thing. The only thing that'll be expected of you, for now, is
that you allow me to continue my required patrol schedule without
complaining, but that's entirely between you and I and not the pack."

"For now?"

"Well, if we decide to make it a permanent arrangement, you'll be expected
to attend pack functions with me, whereas for now you can't attend until
we've been together for a full year after disclosing what I am, unless the
permanent arrangement is sealed before that one year. After that one year,
if not permanently arranged, then you may choose to join me at pack events.
The one year thing is to protect the identities of other pack members. If
you were vindictive and something happened between us and you started
telling people about us, you'd only be able to name a very small number and
we could much more easily control it. It sounds harsh, I know, but it's for
our protection as a species. Besides just attending the events, they'll
expect the human mates to assist with watching children during the full
moons while all male members are out running around because we can't avoid
it, but that isn't expected until a permanent arrangement is made, and if
you end up being a wolf yourself, you obviously don't have to worry about
that."

"I understand. What is this permanent arrangement? And what was that about
'if you end up being a wolf yourself'?"

"Well, you probably know from biology class or nature channel, wolves mate
for life. Similar to real wolves, werewolves mate for life too, we do get
to choose our mates, kinda, but once chosen, that deal is for life, for
both parties, regardless of if the other is human or wolf. Being separated
from our mates is not a good thing either. Once fully mated we have a
literal need for physical contact with our mates on a regular basis. This
doesn't have to be sex, it can just be a hug or kiss but going for extended
periods of time without ones mate and the mate being alive, will drive the
other to insanity eventually. Even a human partner will experience it. I
mentioned that 'if you end up being a wolf' because, do you really know
that you *aren't* a wolf? If I remember correctly from talking to your
mother; her parents died when she was very young. Her mother was killed in
a car accident when she was only 5 or 6 and her father went crazy with
grief and killed himself afterward, she was raised by a friend of her
father's. I haven't done any investigating because I wanted to wait to talk
to you about it first. Your mother is from this area, it's entirely
possible your mother belonged to one of the werewolf families that we
thought died off. Her father dying of grief a few days after her mother was
killed would make perfect sense then. Then again, it's also very likely
that she didn't belong to a were-family and you are fully human. We'll find
out I suppose one way or the other soon I imagine."

"Hmm, I suppose so. I guess it's possible. When I was a teenager I started
asking around about my grandparents, both sides, though I was more
interested in my mothers parents. The man and woman who raised my mother
were very elderly at the time and beginning to lose their memories, but
they said that my grandparents were very good people, a bit odd at times,
who isn't, but nonetheless, very good people and it was a tragedy that they
died so young. I don't know how how I'd feel about it if it happens, but
we'll cross that bridge when we get to it."

"Does this mean that we're going to be `physical' to be able to even
potentially get to that bridge?" His grin clearly indicating which activity
he had in mind.

"Yes, John. I'd like that very much. However, keep this in mind. I want you
to stay tonight and fuck me senseless but don't say anything about if I am
or am not a wolf until morning. If, and listen carefully, because I mean
it. If after tonight you leave and it's another over a week before I hear a
single word from you. I'm leaving town and I won't look back, whether I'm a
wolf or not. Make a fool of me once, shame on you. Make a fool of me twice,
shame on me, and I won't let that happen."

At this declaration he gave me a very intense stare. "I won't. I promise.
Give me your cell number and I'll be sure to text you regularly and to be
back here regularly. If I'm going to do this with my father, I need to do
it before the school year starts so that my sister is settled before then,
if you really meant it when you said I could bring her here, that is. And
if you are a wolf, you're going to need help."

"Of course I did. I gave my word and I hold my word. There's 4 bedrooms in
this house. Mom always wanted another baby but that wasn't in the cards.
Your sister can have my old bedroom so she has her own bathroom. The other
two bedrooms upstairs share a bathroom. Then there's the master bedroom
down here on the ground floor. So space is not a shortcoming in this house.
The only real problem I can foresee is that I don't work right now. The
inheritance I got from my parents deaths will keep me afloat for a little
while. I'm looking for a job, but accounting jobs around here are few and
far between."

"I'll certainly be helping pay the bills if we stay here. And accounting
eh? Well, let me talk to Mr. Davies, I've taken over your father's position
on Mr. Davies' farm, I've been working for him since high school. His
brother has been doing the accounting for the farm for a number of years
but he's going to be 70 before long so he's looking to retire as soon as
Mr. Davies can find a replacement. I'm sure he'll give you at least an
interview if not a shot at it." He seemed very pleased by this.

"Ok, thank you. On that note, how about you come with me to bed and do that
part where you show me that you actually do care for me." I flashed my
biggest and hopefully sexiest grin as I walked slowly to the bedroom
wiggling my ass a little exaggeratedly along the way.*