Chapter 7 Jeremy Stanton vs. Ryan Hicks Feral attraction in the midst of hatred... The warning!

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Ryan looked up at his tormentor as he came to stand in front of his cage. He was still processing the fact that he was a wolf and no longer a man. He had a lot of questions but the last time he checked, wolves couldn't talk so Ryan simply stared at the man who had caused him so much pain. To say he hated the man would be an understatement. The man was around six 'five in height and built like a rock. His beautiful smooth skin glowed under the bright light, the colour of rich coffee laced with cream. He had really soft-looking low cropped dark hair and eyes so strangely red and intense they just pulled you in. What was with the red eyes, Ryan thought. Maybe he was wearing contacts. Who does that though, Ryan almost snorted. But despite the strange eyes, the man was strikingly gorgeous.

From the colour of his skin, either he spent a lot of time outdoors or he was mixed-race. Ryan thought the five o'clock shadow made the hunk look sexy. Was it even normal for a man to be that gorgeous, Ryan asked himself. Of course, it wasn't normal, he answered himself. The man was obviously a supernatural being so nothing about him was normal. And whilst he was on the subject, why the fuck was he even admiring another man so much when it was obvious from the scowl on the man's face that he hated him? Well, the feeling was mutual, Ryan wished he could tell the cannibal. He dropped his eyes and waited to see what the wicked man would do next.

Jeremy couldn't take his eyes off the white wolf. Why couldn't he have been a woman for fuck's sake, he thought. He would have gladly ignored the fact that she was a hunter and treated her with the respect an Alpha's mate deserved. He knew that there was no way he could love a hunter but he could have learnt to accept him if he were a woman. But he was a man. And Jeremy Stanton didn't do men. Ideally, he was supposed to have been with him throughout his change, to talk to him, help and guide him to make it easier for him. But of course, he didn't think the hunter deserved any such privilege or kindness.

He could only imagine the agonizing pain the man had gone through. He could see the evidence on the floor. He'd obviously thrown up several times. The ground of the cage was virtually covered in vomit. Served him right, Jeremy thought heartlessly. But even seeing his mate in that filth didn't stop Jeremy from wanting him. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if the hunter was in human form, the red-eyed slayer thought hopefully. He needed to compel him quickly so that he could shift and remind his obviously confused brain that he was a man.

Jeremy crouched in front of the cage and commanded in a cold voice, "Come here."

Ryan felt his hackles rise. Crouching somehow brought the red-eyed man closer to him and Ryan couldn't stop the shiver of fear that slithered down his spine. There was a powerful, intimidating presence around the man that struck fear into Ryan. But more than that feeling of fear, Ryan wished he could throw himself at him and beg him to fuck him, which was rather strange. After all, he wasn't gay and had never been attracted to men. Ryan didn't understand what was happening to him at all. Admittedly, he was still a virgin at thirty-one but Ryan knew for a fact that he liked women...and they liked him too if the blatant flirtation of the females he encountered was anything to go by. So where from all that attraction for the hunk staring at him with a dark scowl, Ryan wondered.

Although he'd bitten him and obviously turned him into a wolf...and he should understandably be furious at him, the lust within was so strong. Even strange was the urge within to smash the man's face in, which confused Ryan even more. He wanted to destroy something. Fear, lust, and a murderous rage...three strong emotions all at once. It was confusing and frightening. Ryan heard the man telling him for a second time to come forward and suddenly felt blinding fury. How dare the man even talk to him...how much more make demands, Ryan thought. The impudence... Ryan began to growl.

Jeremy watched his mate bare his teeth and get into an attack mode and almost wished there were no bars between them. No bars meant the hunter could attack him right? And that would mean he could finally kill him as he'd wanted to do in the first place. Jeremy's hand shot through the bars so fast Ryan didn't see it coming. Ryan's growls reached a fever pitch when he felt the red-eyed man's strong fingers tightly grip the thick fur on his neck and pull him closer to his face. But for the bars, their faces would have touched. Ryan growled both in anger and fear. Those eyes...

"You are not to attack any member of my pack ever." Came Jeremy's compellingly hypnotic voice. "Discard any thirst you have to cause mayhem and destruction." With that, Jeremy released a now quiet Ryan and got to his feet. "Change back."

Ryan whimpered pitifully as he stared at Jeremy without doing as he'd been instructed. First of all, he didn't know how to change back. He would gladly have done that if he knew how. Secondly, he hated how uncomfortable and shaky the man-made him. He gave a distressed whine and backed away from the steel bars till he felt his tail brush against the stone wall. If the man wanted him to shift, he should make him.

The alpha watched his beautiful mate stare back at him with eyes filled with abject helplessness. He could feel the wolf's unease and misery. It was obvious to Jeremy that the hunter didn't know how to shift. The ideal thing was for him to talk him through it which Jeremy would have done under normal circumstances. He would have opened their mind-link so he could talk him through changing back. But the murdering hunter didn't deserve any such kindness. With a growl that would make the strongest of warriors shake, Jeremy repeated in his controlling alpha voice;

"Shift back, now!"

Ryan whimpered in fright and instantly peed himself at the sound of that powerfully authoritative voice. He whined even more pitifully as he began to uncontrollably change back into human. It was painful but not as painful as what he'd gone through to become a wolf. Immediately he was back to human form, Ryan quickly moved to where his jeans lay and pulled it on, ignoring the weakness he suddenly felt. He winced at the discomfort he felt due to the absence of his boxer briefs. He did love to go commando but sometimes, depending on how tight his jeans were, the seam that usually lie in between his dicks could be a pain as the skin between them was a little delicate and sensitive.

But that was definitely not the time to think about his dicks. Ryan was just glad he'd been able to keep the sadist from seeing his deformity. Surprisingly, back in human form, Ryan felt so exhausted. His whole body ached. But then after what he'd been made to go through, who wouldn't, he thought bitterly. He'd been captured, bitten, locked in a cage, left to scream in pain, and turned into something he didn't even know existed. And it had all been the doing of the man standing in front of him. As if that was not enough, he'd scared the bejesus out of him with a cruel command, causing him to pee himself, which had been so humiliating. Whoever the gorgeous hunk was, he was not a good person and Ryan was ready to tell the cruel man his piece.