WARNING: ONE BAD WORD IN THIS CHAPTER!!!! ALSO SOMEWHAT SEXY SCENE...

It was day three of their epic journey. America was so close to seeing his family again which brought him great exhilaration. Though, on the other hand, his alone time with Russia was running out. He wasn't sure how his father would react to his new powers or his new mate, so he was trying to simply enjoy the time they had.

"Ready?" The tender hearted Russian smiled warmly at America.

The shorter male nodded with a bright smile of his own. "As ready as I'll ever be."

They set off into the welcoming sunrise at full speed. As than ran happily through the sparse forest, the couple noticed a group of heavy clouds swiftly approach from the west.

Russia immediately took the lead and found a small, shielded cubby underneath a cliff edge.

America followed his mate warily until they both were safely resting in the hollowed out stone. His ocean blue eyes came to a close as he focused of the feeling of a human body. In a matter of seconds, he gracefully transformed back into a country. "I don't know if I really like this place, Russia."

The jet black wolf sat back on his haunches directly across from America. It's head tilted to the side right as Russia transformed back into his country self. "It is the best place I could sniff out." He shrugged and scratched the back of his neck with a timid smile.

America pouted softly as he looked outside at the unhappy grey sky. Rain started to pour and splatter against the entrance of the ledge. With a short grunt, the American moved closer to the back of the rocky cavern. "All the rain is angled at us!"

"Well, do you know of better place?" Russia's lips stretched into a strained frown.

America huffed and turned his head away from the other. "No..."

The Russian softly sighed and crawled over to join his lover's side. "I know it is not the best, but I tried my best." He cupped America's face with a gentle red hand and then left a warm kiss on the American's forehead.

America nodded and hugged his handsome Russian. "I know. I'm sorry. I'm just emotional..."

Russia nodded and cradled the striped country closer to his chest. "It is okay."

America beamed and hid his face in Russia's abs. "How did I get so lucky with you?"

Russia shrugged and licked America's cheek. "I do not know, but you should be happy." He smiled mischievously with a teasing tone. "Many wolves wanted to be my mate."

America gasped at Russia playfully. "Then go ahead and cuddle your other wolves!"

"Fine! I will!" Russia pushed himself up with a simple extension from his bulging biceps. He was chuckling softly until he looked up to see a normal looking grey wolf at the cave entrance.

"Russia!" America gasped loudly as he caught sight of the intruder as well.

The unfamiliar wolf dropped an orange, light piece of fabric before transforming into a smiling human. The orange, white, and green tricolored country scooped up his cloth to wrap it around his hips. Once he was finished tying his small article clothing, he looked brightly at the two naked countries before him. "Hi!"

America shook his head with complete and total confusion. "Who are you?" He growled, already at the verge of turning into a wolf.

"In-India?" Russia tilted his head as he reached over to America to try and calm him down.

"Hey! You remember me! Last time we were together, we were both young pups!" India chattered excitedly as he strolled further into the cave to join the others.

"You know this man?" America turned to Russia with a confused expression covering his striped face.

Russia nodded with a hearty chuckle. "Yes. We used to get in trouble as pups."

India laughed fondly while sitting down across from America. "Oh yeah, we tried to steal chickens from all the villages when we were five, but our fathers caught us halfway through!"

Russia couldn't help but to chuckle once again. "They were soooo angry."

India raised his eyebrows dramatically. "Weren't they!" His dull orange eyes wondered over to America with a slice of interest behind them. "So who are you?"

America bit his lip and looked at Russia for a split second. He wasn't sure if the Russian cared if they told others that they were mates. "I'm his..."

"Mate!" The Russian finished his lover's sentence immediately.

America blushed and looked down with a warm smile. Russia was proud of him and that honestly meant everything.

"Oh wow, Russia, he's a pretty one!" India smiled sweetly as he closed his eyes.

"He is." The Russian confirmed India's comment with a firm nod. He reached out for the American and cuddled him in his lap.

India slid his fingers together and crossed his legs while looking up at Russia. "How did you two meet?"

America pipped up, despite being squished against Russia's abs. "Well, that's a long story." He giggled softly and glanced up at Russia's content smile.

"I don't mind." India tilted his head politely.

Russia smiled brightly while rubbing his Ame's back gently. He filled India in on their travels in a soft, rumbling voice.

"Wow." India blinked in amazement. "I was wondering why you were over here. Some of my boys noticed you and when they told me it was a jet black wolf, I knew it was you, Russia."

Russia nodded slightly with a soft grin. "We are so sorry for invading your territory, but we are good now, yes?"

India hummed in confirmation with warm orange eyes. "The only thing is that I don't see a mark on your mate. That's an important right of passage here."

Russia tensed and held onto America protectively. "My clan doesn't believe in that."

India began to frown with an annoyed look. "You don't have a clan, Russia. We know about your father's death." The tricolored country studied his perfectly trimmed nails. "You know the policy."

Russia sighed and looked down at the slumbering beauty in his lap. "You will not let us leave without me marking him?"

India firmly nodded before getting up and stretching. "Tomorrow morning at first howl, he will be marked by you or..."

Russia furrowed his eyebrows and flashed his teeth threateningly. "You can not claim him! I turned him!" The Russian's angry shout startled America awake with a soft yawn.

India stood up abruptly with thunder clashing in his vibrant orange irises. "Then, you should have accepted my proposal last moon!" His usually calm and collected voice was bitter and disgruntled.

"Is that why you are doing this?" An angry Russian stood up while clutching the American closely to his chest.

India only gave Russia a cool, dark look similar to the feeling of an icy blizzard. "See you later, Russ." With that, the tricolored country changed back into his wolf form and left the confused couple alone.

Russia looked down at his confused American. "We have to get out of here now!"

"What?" America cried out as he was quickly sat down.

The Russian never replied back and simply turned into his wolf form and gathered their stuff with his snout.

America sighed and followed suit while his bright ocean eyes studied the ground intently. This was all so confusing and he disliked the fact that the Russian wasn't explaining anything to him.

The pepper and salt pair of wolves ran out of their ledge with a sense of urgency. Their surroundings were dark and morbid as a loud roar of thunder plundered the sky. Slashes of lightning boomed afterwards which made all the shadows jump in the dark forest. Glowing eyes watched them from various hiding place.

The Russian wolf stopped in its tracks and dropped their supplies. The dark hair on his back stood on end as he howled violently at the sky.

The white wolf protected his partner's flank while a huge pack of rain-soaked wolves slowly circled around them.

The leader of this group was none other than India. His dark grey wolf form snarled and glared at the trapped couple.

The wind screamed and tussled harshly with the wolves hair. As the storm picked up in pace, so did the werewolves growls. One final lighting strike and all hell broke loose.

Most of the pack focused their attention and skills on the agitated Russian, while India made a point to harass America. India's pack was just too much for the couple to fend off, so they tried to make a run for it.

As the white wolf zipped through the trees, the sound of quickening footsteps made his heart race. A loud angry growl came from right behind him, until a sharp pain drove through his left back leg. America yelped loudly while falling to the ground and they very last thing his blue eyes saw was Russia continuing to run away. As the American's heart slowly started to shatter, he blacked out from his gushing wound.

✨🧺 Time skip brought to you by India's jealous face 🧺✨

It was a dewy, peaceful morning once Russia returned for his beloved mate. Of course, the Russian could not leave his precious American behind. No matter what, they were in it together and Russia fully believed that. Currently, he was traveling quietly back to the place where he was separated from America. The damp ground suffered from the scuff marks of America's poor body being dragged away. Russia growled and followed the trail of destruction which led to India's deadly silent cave.

The Indian was patiently waiting for him on his haunches.

Too most, Russia looked like he had the advantage just based on size, but India also had dozens of wolves just ready to pounce.

A silver wolf that was somewhat small, though very strong was pinning the American down near the entrance of the cave.

Russia gave America a quick glance full of relief while America waved his white bushy tail in response.

"Are you ready to mark him now?" India growled once changing in his country form.

"Absolutely not. He is not being marked until he is ready." Russia crossed his arms sternly as he transformed into a tall human.

India huffed as his nostrils flared. "I make the rules around here!"

"And the global rule of the wolves is to not mark a mate under 18... He is 17." A small smirk grew on Russia's face as he threw a old and lofty book in India's direction. He had spent all night looking for that rule and now it's really paid off.

Fire burned bright in India's eyes as he grabbed the book roughly off the ground and flipped through it. Sure enough the rule was right in front of his furious face. "This isn't fair!" He shouted and threw down the book.

Russia simply chuckled and picked up the dusty, worn rule book. "Let him go."

India made a sloppily motion at the silver wolf and then changed into his creature form. He ran off in shame in the deep depths of his cave.

The wolf holding America down, released him and disappeared after his alpha.

America poofed into his human form and dashed up to Russia to embrace him. "You came back!"

"Of course I would, my love." Russia smiled warmly down at his mate. He leaned down and wrapped his arms securely around the smaller male.

America blushed as he was picked up bridle style. "What are you doing?"

Russia hummed happily with a huge smile on his face. "I have to return this book, but before that...." The Russian ran behind the nearest tree and pressed America's back firmly against it.

A warm, rosy, deep red blush bloomed across America's stripped cheeks as Russia pressed their lips together for a much needed kiss. Warmth flooded both of the creatures senses as America smashed his mouth back into the other while pushing his tongue to explore his lover's crevasses. His pearl white hands slithered up to Russia's glistening white curls while his fingers intertwined through the other's locks.

Russia melted into the other as his big red hands traced America's exposed hips. Reality drifted away as the two wolves disappeared into each-other's warm touches.

America softly yelped when he felt Russia squeeze his ass firmly and then leave warm, wet kisses against the corner of his neck. The American was frantic with his touches as Russia rocked his world. He wanted so much more of Russia's soft nips and kisses that it was driving him crazy.

Russia smirked against America's pure white skin as he listened to the other's heart thunder in his chest. The larger male pressed a wet kiss against the other's skin before moving towards his light pink nipples.

America tensed as he felt Russia nibbling softly on the delicate piece of skin. A soft moan escaped him which led Russia to stop.

Russia's eyebrows shot up with concern. "Are you okay?"

America's blush deepened as he nodded. "Y-yeah. That just means I like it."

A light blush bloomed over Russia's feature as he gave the other a crooked smile. "Good. I will not stop next time then."

America covered his red face with his pearl white hands. "Better not." He giggled softly while peaking through his slender fingers.

Russia smiled softly at his lover and admired the other's blushing face. "Alright. Time to return the book I stole."

America blinked as he slowly lowered his hands. "Stole?"

Russia chuckled nervously while cradling America in his arms and stalking off into the damp forest. "Well the elder would not help me and I needed to get you back."

America shook his head as a small grin grew onto his features. "You like me that much, huh?"

"Of course!" Russia hummed and left a gentle peck on America's cheek. He would have done anything to get America back. Nothing would stand between him and his mate as long as he lived.

"Thank you, Russia." The American closed his bright blue eyes and wrapped the other in a warm hug.

"Do not mention it, love." Russia whispered in America's soft neck after leaving a warm, wet kiss.

America giggled softly as the couple headed off into the unknown. Sadly, this would not be the last time the two lovers would have to fight for each-other, but it shouldn't be a problem since they both found someone worth fighting for.

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Dudes, maybe it's just me but I love this story on a whole 'nother level. It's just so sweet on how America and Russia treat eachother so I'm screamingggggg-

Alright we'll that's all for now-

Hope u have a nice day/evening/night!!!!

~ with love, Wordsperminute