Jack and I were currently having a heavy make out session in my room after we had gotten home from a meeting with his home bound teacher because Jack wasn't ready to go back to school. We have about three months left of school anyways.

"J-Jack.. we can't. My dad's home."

"He's not a wolf. He won't smell anything." He said, then attacked my neck.

I put my head back as his hand reached into my jeans and grabbed a hold of my member through my briefs. I bit my lip from moaning out. My dad might not be able to smell us, but he can definitely hear us.

"Take your pants off." Jack whispered before getting off of me to strip down. I threw my clothes down onto the ground by the bed and waited for him to climb onto me again.

He eyed me with a smirk before climbing onto my lap. He began to kiss me again, sticking his tongue into my mouth. I could tell how much he wanted by his member touching my skin.

He grabbed hold of my member and, slowly, lowered himself down onto myself. He squeezed his eyes shut, letting himself stretch out.

"Oh, fuck." I whispered as his ass suffocated my member.

He began to raise himself up and I put my head back against the headboard. He grabbed a hold of my shoulder, helping himself stay balanced.

I didn't hear my door open, but I heard a startled gasp and I pushed Jack off of me and covered both of us with the blanket. I looked up at my dad, covering his eyes with his hand.

"W-we're covered." I whispered, pushing my hand down on my member to not show how turned on I still was. My dad looked up at us and cleared his throat.

"Matthew.."

"Dad, I thought I locked the door, I'm sorry."

"Well, obviously, you didn't." He snapped.

I looked over at Jack who had his head back and he was breathing heavily. I could tell he still had pleasure pulsing through his veins. I heard the front door open and close and I realized my father's home.

"Joey!" Dad called over his shoulder and I heard my father's heavy footsteps on the stairs.

"Dad, come on!" I yelled. I looked over at Jack, who was trying to not seem obvious that one of his fingers was running up-and-down his member. Father showed up behind his husband and I sunk down in the bed, covering my face.

"What the hell?" Father yelled.

"I walked in on them." Dad whispered.

"Are you using a condom?" Father asked me, crossing his arms.

"Uh, yeah." I lied.

Jack looked over at me suddenly with wide eyes. "Of course we are." He said.

"Where's the wrapper then?"

My eyes widened. I cleared my throat and groaned. "Fine, no. We're not using a condom."

"Get fucking dressed and come downstairs, now." Father demanded and slammed my door shut.

Jack threw the covers off of himself and he was now pumping himself at a fast pace.

"Oh, fuck, I'm close." He whispered, bucking his hips. I climbed closer to him and replaced his hand with mine and let my hand go faster than his. He moaned out as he came on my sheets and blankets. He looked at me and he looked terrified.

"It's okay. Don't worry about it."

"We lied to them, Matthew." He whispered.

"I know, but I'm going to make it okay. Don't worry."

"O-okay." He said and we started to get dressed. Once we had clothes on, we went downstairs where my dads were sitting on the couch. We sat on the couch that was across from them. I was still extremely turned on, but I was working on calming myself down.

"We'll use condoms, I swear." I told my parents.

"That's what you said when you two got together." Father said, anger clear in his voice.

"We'll start to use them."

"Have you ever?" Dad asked.

I looked at Jack and looked down. "Not really."

"Matthew!" Father scolded.

"It's our sex life, Father. You have no part in it at all, so you have no say in it." I snapped.

"Matthew.." Jack whispered, gripping my hand.

"No, it's not fair that they can tell me to do something when they don't even do it themselves." I said to Jack.

"Matthew-" Dad started.

"No, it's not fair!"

"Don't yell at us, Matthew. We're your alphas." Father said in his dominant voice.

"Oh, fuck off!" I yelled, standing up. Jack tried to pull me down, but my werewolf was in full control right now. Father stood up with me and pointed a finger at me.

"Watch you fucking tone, Matthew."

"What the hell are you going to do about it?!"

Everything went to hell in those seconds. My dad charged at me and he backhanded me so hard that I fell to the ground. He wasn't done at that though. He wrapped his hand around my neck, so it was hard to breathe.

"Do not disrespect you alpha!" Father screamed so loud that it shook everything.

Jack and my dad were screaming at this point, but they couldn't do anything. Dad was a human and Jack knew he would get hurt if he touched Father when he was in this much rage.

I saw another figure run in and my father was pulled off of me. I caught a breathe and I started to freak out. Tears were pooling out of my eyes and Jack held me to his chest.

"You're okay. You're okay. You're okay." He kept repeating. I looked up from his chest to see Oliver and Isaac standing in front of my parents. Father was looking at me with wide eyes and tears spilling from his eyes.

He hit his son. He hit the person he raised. He hit me. He choked me so bad that I knew there would be bruises there for about a week. I started coughing and I rose up on my knees, holding my stomach.

"Matthew, you're okay." Jack said to me. I coughed up a little blood and Dad ran over to me. He tried to touch me, but I only freaked out and pushed him away.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you." Dad said, holding his hands up in surrender.

"M-Matthew, I-I'm so sorry." Father said from across the room. He stood up and I did the same and Jack stood in front of me. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hid my face in his shoulder.

"Matthew, are you okay?" Oliver asked me in the softest voice possible to not scare me even more.

"I-I want to l-leave." I whispered, picking my head up.

Jack turned around and cupped my face in his hands. "Do you want to go to my house?"

"Y-yes, please." I whispered, more tears falling.

He wrapped his arm around my waist and he ushered me out of the house. Father was now sobbing and Dad was holding back tears as I walked out of the house.

"Matthew, I'm here, okay?" Jack whispered.

I nodded, not wanting to say anything. I started coughing again and spit up more blood onto the grass outside his house. My throat was extremely scratchy and it hurt to even breathe.

"Let's get you two inside." Isaac said as him and his husband walked behind us. Jack gave his parents a small smile and helped me into the house.

"Go upstairs and lay down. Get as comfortable as you can and we'll bring you some tea to help calm your throat down, okay?" Oliver asked.

I nodded. "Th-thank you."

Oliver and Isaac nodded as we walked up the stairs to Jack's bedroom. Jack laid me down in bed after making me change into more comfortable sweatpants and a short-sleeved shirt.

He laid me down in bed and climbed in next to me. He held me to his chest and rubbed his hand up-and-down my back.

"Are you okay?" He whispered.

"I don't know why that happened." I told him, staring at his t-shirt in confusion.

"He let his wolf go."

"But why hurt me?" I whispered.

"I don't know, baby."

"I don't want to go back there. He's going to hurt me again."

"Matthew, you didn't see the pain on his face when he realized what he had just done."

I looked up at him and he gave me a sad smile. "I don't want to.."

"I know, honey, just go to sleep. I'm right here. I'm not leaving you." He whispered, stroking my hair.

"I'm not going to be able to sleep." I whispered.

"Just try, you never know."

"O-okay."

There was a knock on Jack's bedroom door and he called for them to come in. His parents walked in and Isaac had a mug in his hand. Jack pulled me into a sitting position as his parents sat across from us. Jack wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"How's your throat, Matthew?" Oliver asked.

"I-it's fine." I whispered.

Jack gripped my waist and I looked at him, then back at his parents, then to him again. Jack gave me a small smile. "What's up, Matthew?"

I hesitated and looked at the blanket. Isaac nodded. "You can talk to us."

"Can... can I stay here for a little while?" I whispered. Jack smiled and kissed my cheek. He looked up at his parents, waiting for an answer.

"Stay as long as you need, Matthew. We'll always be here for you, we promise." Oliver said.

I looked up at my mate and he nodded. "Always."

I felt tears come to my eyes and Jack hugged me to his chest. I dug my head into his shoulder as he rocked me back-and-forth.

"We'll leave you two alone." I heard Isaac say and then the bedroom door closed.

"Don't worry, honey, we're always here for you. I'm not going anywhere, no matter what." Jack said to me.

I nodded, pulling Jack down to lay back down. I suddenly felt really tired and I snuggled closer to my mate. I brought my leg up and laced it with his. Our body intertwined and I closed my eyes. Jack's hand ran through my hair, calming me down even more. I fell into a deep sleep, wrapped up with my mate.