Kade's POV

After about two hours of us watching the show with tons of conversations in between, Melissa laid on the floor along with Lila on a bunch of blankets to stretch out while I lay out on the couch.

"Kade, have you seen this season?" Lila asks from her spot under a blanket on the floor.

"Oh, I've finished the show, but I rewatch every now and again because of how amazing the plot it," I tell them.

"I swear, if you spoil anything for us, I will slap you," Melissa says, making all of us chuckle and I hold my hands up in surrender.

"I won't spoil anything, I promise!"

The entire time we were watching, my mind kept wandering over to Joey because we hadn't gotten any update on what's going on and I'm assuming that that's normal based on how calm the two girls seem. I was trying my best to hold everything together even though, on the inside, I was screaming at how terrified I am and you can see that by the way my hands shake underneath the pillow laying on top of them.

He could be dead right now and none of us would have any clue or Conner or Cody could be dead too. We just have no idea and I don't know how Lila and Melissa are keeping it together because I was on the edge of breaking down at the thought of never seeing Joey again.

I see a hand wave in front of my face and look down at Melissa, who is now sitting up to stare at me. "Hey, what's wrong? You look scared."

Lila gets up to sit next to me on the couch and wraps her arm around my shoulder. "You're scared about Joey, right?"

I nod my head, feeling the lump in my throat building and I have to repeat to myself to not cry and look like an idiot in front of my boyfriend's mom. "How are you two so calm?"

Melissa reaches forward to grab my hand. "Kade, I can promise you that we're not calm. All of our boys are gone and we're all terrified, but we've dealt with this for a bit of time so we know that worrying our asses off isn't going to do anything, so we don't anymore."

Both of them squeeze my hands to help me calm down and we sit like that with the TV playing for about 30 minutes until we hear the front door open and we all jump up. I see Conner walking in covered in mud and a few scratches covering his left arm with his shirt cut up. Cody looks the best out of all three of them with just some mud covering him.

I see the small limp in Joey's leg as he walks in along with a pretty big trail of blood dripping on his exposed stomach that's coming from a cut just next to his side. He holds his white t-shirt in his hand that's also covered in mud. I look up at his face to see his lip busted along with a small cut right above his eyebrow that's dripping with sweat and blood.

I notice the bruises forming on his knuckles and the way his hands are mixed with dirt and blood and I want to cry at the sight of his battered body. There's a gun sticking out of his jeans on his left hip and he sets it down on the table in the hallway along with the other two men.

Lila and Melissa run forward to their boys to see if they're okay as I feel like I'm stuck in my spot as Joey looks up at me with a small smile. He stand in front of me and I can't move anything as I stare at him.

"I'm okay," he whispers to me, reaching out to set his hands against my shoulders and I feel like a rush through my body as my limbs become less stiff and I'm able to move. I reach out to lightly rub my thumb over his lip, making him wince.

I watch behind him to see Cody and Melissa moving towards the stairs to go up to their room and I notice that Lila and Conner do the same until my boyfriend and I stand there alone. I want to scream at him for not telling me what's going on before he left, but I also want to kiss him and tell him that I'll take care of him.

Instead of choosing, I just stand there with him for him to move first because I had no idea of what to do. I felt my hands shaking by my sides and Joey reaches down to grab them. He holds them in his hands before placing a soft kiss on my knuckles.

"Are you okay?" I whisper.

He nods his head as we hear footsteps on the stairs and we look over to see Lila walking down the hallway towards us. She turns Joey as she holds a wet rag in her hand before placing it over the large cut on his stomach, making him gasp in pain.

"Ow, Mom!" He yells at her as he tries to jump back, but she grabs him to keep him in place.

"I know it hurts, but I need to see if it requires stitches or not," she says as she moves the rag to inspect the injury and I reach over to grab Joey's hand as he winces.

"How does it look?" I ask her.

"It doesn't look too deep, but go take a shower or clean it or whatever and then wrap it because the last thing we all need is you getting an infection," his mother said before she kisses his cheek and runs up the stairs to probably check on her husband or Cody.

I pull him towards his room before going into the bathroom where I lean against the counter as he starts the bath water to get it to his desired temperature. He walks over to me and I lightly pull him into my arms, making sure to not put any pressure on the bleeding cut.

"You scared me," I whisper to him.

"I know, I'm so sorry. If there was anything that I should've done in that moment, it was to tell you what was going on, so I apologize for that," he tells me as he lifts my shirt over my head before putting it onto the floor.

I felt tears come to my eyes as I looked down at his stomach that was dripping blood onto his jeans as it started to dry. Just seeing that injury made me really start to think about how dangerous his job really is because there was a part of me tonight that was preparing for someone to tell me that he died in the attack. I reached out and pounded my fists against his chest as I let the tears fall, making him stagger backwards.

"Kade?" He whispers as he reaches to grab my hands that are pressed against his chest and I push him away, not wanting to face reality right now because there were so many emotions rushing through my body that even more fear was not something I think I could handle right now.

"You c-can't scare me like that," I whisper and trust me, I know I'm being harsh on him because I know that he needed to go out there because it is his pack and he needed to protect everyone, but he should've at least told me what was going on. He just left me and told me that everything was going to be okay while leaving me alone with Melissa and Lila who were equally as scared as me.

"I'm sorry, I wish I could take it all back, but I can't," he whispers as I cover my face while trying to stop myself from crying even more. "Kade, I'm okay, I promise you that I'm okay."

"I know, but you fucking scared me! I thought you were dead and... and," I try to get out, but end up sobbing into his bare chest as he immediately starts to run his hands through my hair while lightly rocking me back-and-forth in a calming fashion.

"It's okay, I'm here. I'm right here and I'll try my best to not leave you so soon," he whispers, leaning down to kiss the back of my head. "Come on, let's get in the bath."

We silently undress before getting into the hot water where we're facing each other and I take his hand in mine as he winces as the liquid comes in contact with the blood. I put his hand underneath the water to help ease the pain of his knuckles because I can see how bad they hurt from the bruises.

I grab a washcloth from the side of the tub and dunk it in the water before brushing it over the cut over his eyebrow. He winces again, trying to push me away but I keep my hand steady to clean the cut.

"What happened?" I whisper, not knowing if I actually wanted to know.

"One of our guards told us that they saw a rogue earlier in the day walking around our perimeter and tried to shoot, but didn't get the shot, so it ran off. A few hours later, it comes back with it's whole pack and attacked the men who were working and that's when we were called in."

"I wish they didn't exist," I tell him and he gives me a small smile, gripping my hand.

"Me too, baby, but there's always going to be a good side and a bad side and unfortunately, they drew the short end of the stick."

I lean forward to place side of my head against his chest to hear his heart beating underneath my ear. "I don't know what I would do if you weren't here."

"I'm here and I promise you, you can't get rid of me that easy."

I sat up to look at him as he stares at me with his beautiful hazel eyes and soft smile that melts my heart and I realize that I can't be mad at him for anything. He's the alpha of a goddamn werewolf pack and all he was doing was protecting everyone in his camp and that's not something he could control. I wouldn't have wanted him to control it anyways because I don't know what would have happened if he hadn't stepped in and I don't think I wanted to find out.

"Are they all dead?" I whisper to him, playing with his rough hands underneath the water as I resist the urge to check out his body right now since this was a pretty serious moment.

He looks away as I look up at him, probably not wanting to tell me the reality of the situation. I squeeze his hand to silently tell him that it's okay to tell me because I do genuinely want to know what's going to happen. "No, they're not. A few of them got away during the fighting."

I felt the blood drain out of my face and my grip on his hand tightened so much that he winced when I cracked one of his knuckles. "Are they going to come back?"

He sighed, leaning back against the wall of the tub and stretching his legs out while I did the same, grabbing his foot to rub it with my hands under the warm water. "It's always a possibility, but since a lot of their pack members are gone, it'll basically be a suicide mission to come back with the small amount of people."

"So you don't think it'll happen?"

"I don't know and I don't really want to think about it right now," he tells me, putting his head back as I continue my massaging on his feet. I notice the way his hands slightly shake before he extends them to sit on the edge of the tub.

"What's wrong?" I whisper to him.

He shakes his head and when I see the nervousness in his face, I slide forward to sit between his legs and place my hands on his stomach, having to force myself to not go lower because this was not the time for my dirty thoughts. I run my hands up to his chest and he picks his head up to look at me.

"There's just a lot running through my mind, like I'm just nervous about so many things," he tells me as he runs a hand through his hair.

"Like what?"

He motions towards me. "Like you, the pack, school, my dad, like so many things."

I shake my head, inching forward even more to be closer to him. "Hey, you don't need to be worried about me. I'm perfectly fine. I'm happy to be here with you and your family, I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."

He smiles, leaning forward and placing a kiss to my lips. I try not to put too much pressure on him due to his busted lip, but after a few seconds of the kiss, he moves forward to roughen the kiss. I try to push him away because the last thing I want is to hurt him even more than he is right now, but he grips my arms in determination as he slips his tongue in my mouth.

I shake my head, moving my head away from his to look at him. "No, you're hurt."

"Make it better," he whispers, leaning forward again to connect our lips and once I see the flash of electric blue come from his eyes, I know that he really wants this. I slide the hand that's placed on his chest down until I grip the appendage between his legs firmly in my hands and once I do, he groans against my lips.

I start to run my hand wrapped around him up-and-down in a slow fashion to make him sweat. He pulls away from the kiss, leaning back to watch me work his body in a way that I've never done before. The most I'd ever gone with a guy besides Joey was dry humping in my bedroom and pulling away moments before we got caught because his mom was there to pick him up, but with Joey, it was like he showed me a whole new world. This morning with the blowjob in his bed was one of the most pleasurable things I had ever felt. As soon as that was over, I knew I needed to show him my appreciation.

I reach over with my free hand to start and drain the water because there was no way I could hold my breath under the bath water and suck him off because I'm not really too fond of passing out. Once the water is drained enough for me, I find a way to comfortably lay down in the bath to be angled right in front of his beautiful member.

I look up at him to see his 'o' face looking down at me before running my tongue from the base of his long member to the tip before slipping it into my mouth, making him gasp. My lips tightened around it to create a suction between our skin as I started to move downwards.

As a gay kid, I definitely experimented a lot by myself, which means I know how much can go down my throat. After years of practice with whatever I could try, my gag reflex is basically nonexistent at this point so when I'm able to take basically all of him at a slow pace, I'm not too surprised even though he is. The breath catches in his throat as he stares down at me while my mouth runs up again as my hand plays with his base.

"Holy fuck, Kade, where the hell did you learn that?" He says in a breathy tone as he tangles his fingers in my hair without putting too much pressure on me.

I pop off of him to look up with a smirk. "Practice."

"Fuck," he gasps as I clasp my mouth back around to deepthroat him and I realize the way he trapped his lip between his teeth to not make too much noise since his parents were still upstairs doing whatever it was they did.

His hand gripped my hair and I nod slightly to let him know that moving me was an option, if he wanted, and as soon as he noticed that, my head was moving at a faster speed to his liking. He moans out before covering it with his hand because the last thing we wanted was for anyone to hear us right now.

I could tell that he was getting close by the way his stomach tightened and his dick throbbed in my mouth. My tongue swirled around his sensitive flesh before his hips involuntarily bucked up, making a squeak noise against the semi-dry tub.

My hips lightly buck against the ground, but decided to focus more on my boyfriend than myself because I got what I needed this morning by his mouth. His hand went limp against my hair and I kept up the speed he liked, making sure to go up-and-down all the way to cover every inch of him.

His moan was like music to my ears because it meant he liked what I was doing and whenever my mouth covered him, his moans would intensify, almost making me burst as soon as I hear it. Once I take all of him in, my tongue slowly slips out to lightly run over the sensitive skin of his sack, making his legs shake from pleasure.

I can feel the tip against the back of my throat as my tongue slides up to cover it as his legs continue to shake, telling me he's so close. His hand tightens on my head as I pick up speed against him before he explodes onto my throat, letting out the sexiest groan ever as I hear his head slam back against the ceramic.

"Oh, fuck," he whispers as I pull my mouth off once I swallow every last drop and sit up, pulling the pressure off of my own package as it sticks up to show off. Once my face is in front of Joey's, I stick my tongue in his mouth for him to taste the sweet and salty taste of himself.

"Was that good?"

He nods his head. "Oh, hell, yes."