Chapter 26
Drake and Grace each grabbed a plate of food and sat at the main breakfast bar in the kitchen, over the past two years they had become close friends and were often mistaken for being a couple by other members of the pack, it didn’t help that Drake protected Grace with such dominance, the two began to eat as Stacy lead Kyle into the kitchen, Kyle had an outward demeanor or courage but everyone in the room could smell his nervousness, and he was right to be nervous, last night he made the decision to become a Wolf shifter, these people were going to become his family, a rather dysfunctional family but a family nonetheless.
Drake and Grace began laughing amongst themselves which didn’t help Kyles nerves, Stacy grabbed him a plate piled high with various meats.
“I hope you don’t expect me to eat all that.” Kyle said taking a seat at the table.
“Sorry, Amber cooks and serves for Preters, we don’t get many Humans here, but at the same time, you are going to need all your strength for today, so eat up,” Stacy slid the plate in front of him before digging into her own breakfast.
Kyle reluctantly began eating, the food was so good, the various meats were all cooked to perfection, as if Amber had an entire crew of master chefs that no one knew about, he was so entranced by the food that he didn’t notice when everyone else stood up as the Alpha pair entered, Stacy gave him a shove and he stood.
“Thank you all,” Valaria said as she took her seat to the right of Dominic, “I’m sure by now you have all at least noticed our new friend, this is Kyle, he was a member of Bernie’s Pack, he will be joining us as our newest bitten, please show him the respect and curtesy you would expect in return.”
“Val, baby, sit down, the kid is nervous enough as it is, the Pack knows the rules, no one is treated differently, Kyle, please eat.” Dominic gestured to the still full plate in front of the Human.
Kyle did as he was told, it took him nearly half an hour longer to finish than everyone else but he managed it, just over 3000 calories, he felt bloated and sluggish but he knew all the protein would help when his muscles began to tear apart, when his entire skeletal structure reformed and he became what he was destined to be, by the end of the day he would either be dead, or be a Wolf shifter in the all kinds pack, a beacon of the western world for all preternatural.
“So, where do we do this?” Kyle asked the dominant Wolf sat up the table from him who was busy typing out an email on his phone.
“Stacy has somewhere, we would usually use a containment room but the new ones haven’t been built yet, Panthers have no need for them.” Dominic replied, still typing.
“Ok, I’m ready,” Stacy said from the doorway, “I’ll warn you know, it wasn’t designed for this but it should work.”
Kyle and Dominic followed Stacy down into the basement, past the old wine cellar and into a secondary room, Stacy flicked the switch and the bright florescent lights crackled into life, the room looked like a war room, there were a few old wood desks, and even a central table with all of Westingdale on it in miniature models, but what caught Dominic’s eyes was the wall to wall cage at the back of the room, it was new, the steel was still shiny and the room still had a scent of welding flux.
“Stacy, care to explain the giant cage in the basement?”
“Oh, yeah, it’s mine, well it would have been if I became too much to handle, for the Pack I mean.” Stacy was flushed in the face.
“You built a cage to contain yourself?” Kyle asked.
“Yeah, there was a time when I didn’t know if I could control the whole Hellhound thing, just cautious, but it held up against me so should hold a bitten no problem, there is nothing you can break and the entire room so sound proofed so you won’t worry the Pack.”
“Stacy, you seem to have thought of everything.” Dominic inspected the bars and the lock for faults but couldn’t find any.
“Yeah, I may have gone over the top but safety first,” the young Wolf lead Kyle into the cage and locked the door behind her as she left, “Ok, I will be here the whole time, it could take days, or it could take hours, everyone is different.”
Kyle nodded and held out a hand through the bars, Dominic approached and flashed Wolf, his golden eyes began to glow as he opened his mouth, exposing razor sharp canine teeth that he then buried into Kyles hand, Kyle screamed out in agony as Dominic roared, it was done, there was no turning back now, Kyle was in for the long haul now, Dominic left the basement leaving Stacy and Kyle alone.
The three days that followed were essentially torture, every bone in Kyle’s body would break, and reset, over and over again, the light of the room burned his eyes causing brain splitting migraines and nausea, the cage was a wash of his blood due to his Wolf literally tearing the flesh from his muscles and healing again, Dominic and Valaria took it in turns to relieve Stacy for toilet breaks and food, but she refused to sleep, she did as she said she would, she was with him to the end, at one point she thought he had actually died, she was seconds from opening the cage before his Wolf roared at her warning to stay back, his Wolf was gorgeous, pure white like Stacy used to be, instead of blue eyes like her, his were jade, and so bright, and he had a patch of grey fur on his chest just where the ribs met the breast bone.
At the start of the fourth day Kyle had been unconscious for more than 12 hours, Stacy had spoken to Dominic who informed her that the transformation was now complete, Stacy decided to begin the Pack bonding herself, and she still wasn’t sure why she was doing this, something inside her drove to help Kyle.
She grabbed a bathing bowel from the medical suite and filled it with luke warm water, she that collected some spare clothes from Micky who was about the same size as Kyle and a wash cloth, she entered the cage and knelt beside the sleeping man, slowly she began to wash him, starting with his arms and hands and moving inward to his chest and back, this was part of the Pack integration for bitten Wolves, to be covered in blood when they woke up was never good and usually threw them into a panic, Stacy wiped across Kyles chest which now seemed bigger than before, during his transformation his muscles had become much more defined and toned, she watched as droplets of blood stained water trickled down his abdomen and then for the first time she noticed a birthmark on his groin, just below where the hairline might be if Kyle didn’t manscape, it was the shape of a crescent moon and about the size of a quarter, dark red in color and tilted slightly towards his shaft, Stacy was just glad that Kyle wasn’t having a sexual dream, judging by the size of him he would be quite menacing when erect, she reached his toes and then moved to his face, she left his face until last as the feeling of water across his face would likely wake him, she was not disappointed, after the second wipe Kyles eyes slowly blinked open, and they were still the gorgeous shade of Jade that his Wolf demonstrated before, a few moments passed of Stacy smiling down at him and wiping the last few batches of dry blood from his eyebrows before he spoke.
“I’m not dead then.” His voice was horse and tired but he still managed a smile before coughing.
“No, not dead,” Stacy replied as she helped to sit him up and rest his back against the wall, “You are very much alive, hope you don’t mind but I cleaned you.”
Kyle shook his head, “No it’s fine, part of the integration right?” obviously his talk with Charlie gave him some answers.
Stacy nodded and put the wash cloth to one side, and slid the clothes over to him, “These should fit, until we can get you back to your place at least.”
Kyle gave a thumbs up, his throat was so raw he didn’t want to speak, he pulled on the blue jeans and wrapped the shirt around himself leaving it unbuttoned as he stood, he cracked his neck in both directions then stepped towards Stacy, “I can hear you.”
“Good, that means you are integrating, soon you will be able to hear Amber and the Alphas too.”
Kyle smiled and looked down at his crotch, which is exactly what Stacy was thinking about, “Yes it’s always been that size, yes I am circumcised, and no you don’t have to shy away, surely you have seen a cock before.”
Stacy flushed bright red, “Yes, I have seen one before, I just didn’t realize they could be so…” she decided to leave it at that, Kyle knew where her words were going.
“So, what does my Wolf look like? I can hear him in my head, he wants… Oh my god, he wants you.”
Stacy laughed, “That happens, male Wolves like sex just as much and normal men, remember he is new to this world, and I am the first thing he has seen, he also can understand everything I’m thinking so to him…”
“To him, you were thinking about his junk too, and he wants to show you what he can do with it.”
“Exactly, but you still need to rest, it will be a few days before you are at full strength, if after that the two of you still want to show me, then we can talk.”
Kyle dropped his jaw, “A bit open aren’t you.”
“I’m a dominant she-Wolf, and part demon, we like sex too, and all three of us know that what you are packing is bound to be a fun ride.” Stacy moved out of the cage and Kyle watched her hips sway as she walked, it was sending his Wolf crazy not being able to take her there and then but Kyle had good control, he was definitely a dominant person that coupled with a dominant Wolf, he could make a good enforcer, maybe even an Alpha in 30 or 40 years.
Stacy lead him to her room, “We are still waiting for the new block to be built, so until then you can stay here with me, I’ll take the sofa until you are healed.”
“Then you’ll join me in the bed?” Kyle questioned with a grin on his lips.
“Then we will see, gods you really are a horny Wolf aren’t you.” Stacy patted his ass and gestured to the sofa, “Take a seat, we’ll watch some TV until dinner.”
“Ok, but is snuggling out of the question? Your scent is driving me nuts and I need a fix.”
“No that’s fine, but if you get handsy, I’ll open your pants and bite it off.”
“So your saying you will put it in your mouth first though right?” again that devious grin, Kyle was going to be a handful in more ways than one.