Beck

It's Saturday. Jude and I are alone inside my bedroom at the pack house.

He's shirtless while I'm worshiping his beautiful ripped torso lying on the bed.

Since he has a busy schedule with school and training during the week, Saturday is the day we enjoy each other the most with no curfew.

It's the afternoon, so we have plenty of time before dinner. I love going to school with my mate and seeing him everyday, but I love even more when we're alone like this.

No interruptions, no other classmates and privacy to do whatever we want.

I lick his nipples, causing a moan to escape his lips. At this point in our relationship, I know what he likes and I know what gets him going.

I lick my way up from his nipples to the neck. There's a particular way Jude likes to be kissed in the neck. A spot near his mate mark.

I love the way it teases him. I dance around with my tongue on his skin, making him tremble with pleasure.

But when I go all the way to nibble his earlobe, that's when he flips out.

He turned me around on the bed to get on top of me, attacking me with kisses all over my body.

He teases my navel with his tongue, going up my abdomen to lick my nipples. I moan at the intense pleasure.

Rock hard inside my boxers, I'm begging him to take me already. I like to feel him inside of me.

I close my eyes to feel his body on mine. His tongue travels to my mate mark, sending me into overdrive. I love when he does that.

It feels great as his tongue dances around my neck upwards until he reaches my lips.

Jude kisses me with hunger, making good use of his hands as they slide to my back and side of my body.

His touch is incredible to feel, I'm so engrossed by all of this. I'm ready for more from him.

"I love you so much, mate!" - I exclaimed, grinning wide from the intense pleasure.

Then he replies on my ear as if in a husky whisper:

"I love you too, mate." - I heard Quentin's voice and instantly pushed him off of me in a violent rampant, startled by this.

Jude fell off my bed from the unexpected move, knocking his head on the wall in the process.

"Oh my Goddess, I'm so sorry! I can't believe I hurt you!" - I said, getting off the bed to check on him.

Jude looked hurt, confused and then his head started to bleed from the violent blow.

"You're bleeding! Oh man... We need to treat this immediately." - I said, drowning in remorse as I could literally feel his pain.

"What happened? Did I do something wrong?" - He asked me as I rushed to the bathroom to grab a towel for him. I didn't have any first aid material, so we needed to get some help elsewhere.

"No, Jude. You didn't do anything wrong, I'm so sorry. I think something's wrong with me because for a moment there I heard..." - I trailed off, mortified.

"You heard what?" - He looked at me intrigued while I tried to get the bleeding under control, though right now I'm doing a poor job.

"I'm so incredibly sorry. Let's go ask Mrs. Ashcroft for help. I bet she has something that could stanch the bleeding." - I said, moving to help him up.

We got dressed quickly - though in his case, it proved a little tricky with the head injury - and we walked all the way from the guest wing to find some help.

Luckily, Mrs. Ashcroft was more than willing to help us as she did have a first aid kit, just as I imagined.

Unfortunately, though she respected our privacy and didn't pry into the cause, her daughter wasn't so withholding.

"What happened to you, Jude? Were you two doing something kinky?" - Elaine inquired with a worried expression and naughty grin.

Her mother turned away from Jude for a moment to glare at her while I blushed in embarrassment.

"It was an accident." - I explained, mortified while Jude glared at the girl for the inappropriate question.

After Mrs. Ashcroft finished treating his injury, we retired for a quiet night of Netflix and chill. There was no mood left for anything sexy today and I was still mortified for causing my mate a head wound.

"I'm so deeply sorry for the pain I caused you, Jude." - I said, once we're already back at my bed.

"I know, Beck. Though I'm still not quite sure what happened." - He retorted, puzzled by the event and what prompted it.

"I'm very embarrassed to admit this, but when you whispered in my ear that you loved me back, I heard Quentin's voice instead of yours." - I confessed, blushing deeply from the embarrassment.

Jude turned to look at me wide-eyed, surprised by the revelation.

"Okay, that's not what someone likes to hear when they're in bed with a partner..." - He spoke before I interrupted him.

"I have no idea why it happened! I have no desire for him, twin fetish or anything of the sort! I swear!" - I cut him off in a desperate tone, also surprised that this happened to me.

Jude laughed at my attempt to clarify this with a worried expression.

"I know you don't, Beck. But I'm guessing the mate bond decided to pull a prank on you." - He snickered, taking this much more lightly than I anticipated considering the delicate matter.

"I'm glad to see you taking this as a joke, but it freaked me out hearing his voice in my ear when it should be yours." - I said, glaring at him. Though I'm much more mad at myself than him.

"I know it did, judging by your reaction. But unfortunately being mated to me doesn't mean you're disconnected from your other mate, no matter how hard I want you to be mine and mine alone, his presence will always linger between us. And the Goddess doesn't play to lose." - He spoke with a dreadful realization.

I know exactly what he means. This isn't about me or what I want anymore than it is about what Quentin wants.

I'm sure he never once dreamed it was possible for him to want to be with any man in the same way he was with Cassie. Though in our case, it's deeper than that.

I do take Jude's point crystal clear, I just hate that I'm linked to that asshole. But that's not going away. Ever.

I snuggle up to my mate's side while we watch TV. It will be dinner soon and we'd need to go downstairs to the dinning hall. He'll take his meal with the Ashcrofts as their guest while I eat with my mom and the rest of the boarders.

He can't eat with me because he's not a resident here, but the Ashcrofts are allowed to welcome visitors. It's a privilege of the Beta's family. Rules, am I right?

At this point in our mating, they already expect him at the table for dinner. Thankfully, he's an Atwood so his family and theirs are very close.

Despite what I'm sure was a rocky start, our evening was rather nice with tenderness and caressing while we watched TV.

We cozied up by each other's side on the bed and shared the warmth of our bodies. Honestly, in his arms is where I need to be.

I was so comfortable, I dozed off to sleep quickly by his side.

On Monday, by the time Jude and I walked past the front gate, students were already commenting on his head injury and its possible causes.

I know, right? Get a life, people!

"Are you okay? I heard about the head injury." - Layla greeted us, looking worried for her best friend.

"I'm fine. I just fell off the bed, it's already healed." - He said, showing her his head.

"You fell off the bed and hit your head? Were you having a nightmare?" - She frowned, intrigued by this. We began walking towards the classroom together.

"No, I wasn't. I rather not talk about it." - He replied, clearly uncomfortable.

"Sure." - She agreed, still confused.

As we entered the classroom, all eyes were on my mate as if he was a domestic abuse victim. Everyone is curious about the unusual head injury.

After a few awkward stares, Jude had enough and addressed the whole class at once.

"I fell off the bed and hit my head. That's it. Stop staring at me!" - He demanded, rather pissed off.

In the meantime, I walked up to Quentin who was talking to Jalensky and stopped in front of him. The two of them ceased talking to see what it is that I wanted.

I lowered my head - since he was sitting down - and took a good sniff of his scent, almost too close to his neck. He looked surprised by this, but didn't complain about it.

Jude kept staring at me in shock. And he wasn't alone.

"I just needed to take in his scent. It was driving me wild." - I explained, blushing.

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"I see..." - He spoke, not particularly in the mood to comment on it. Everyone else seemed surprised by me too.

"It's a side effect of the mate bond. It wants nothing more than to push towards completion, regardless of the fact that you're already marked." - Owen lectured.

"I know, dude. Everyone here was raised by a werewolf too. We know the deal." - I snapped at him, snarkily.

"Of course, Beck." - He said awkwardly.

"If he's already injuring his mate, then the pull must be strong." - Elaine said with a devious grin.

"No one injured anyone! If you could kindly stop spreading rumors about me or my mate, it'd be greatly appreciated." - I snapped at her, irritated.

Elaine gulped under my threatening gaze.

"I'm starting to wish I lived somewhere other than the pack house." - I commented, annoyed by all of this.

"It's fine, mate. Nobody's accusing you of anything. Mates don't hurt one another." - Jude spoke in a calming tone.

"I know. But I don't like the allegation made. I am so #TeamLayla." - I responded, taking a jab at her in the process.

Elaine fulminated me and Layla was caught in the crossfire.

"Anyway, there are more important topics to discuss. For example, how was your first date with your mate? Did you introduce him to your parents?" - I asked Kingsley, who just had his first weekend while mated.

Naturally, he blushed at the question. The shy boy was taken aback by that.

"It went great, but no. I didn't take him to meet my family just yet. We needed to get to know each other first, so we did that." - He replied, glancing over at Jalensky in the back of the classroom.

"How nice! I'm so happy for you. I'm sure your parents are gonna love him." - I said, cheerfully. I'm not a fan of his mate, but I'm going to give him the benefit of the doubt for Kingsley's sake.

Both of the mates were all smiles as I tried to distract people from my uncomfortable tumble with my mate. Though he did the tumbling.

"How long are you supposed to be suspended from the wrestling team, Lay?" - I inquired, curiously. She was suspended for hitting Quentin with her (wolf) talon after he bashed her head into the ground.

"A month, unfortunately. So unfair..." - She grunted in annoyance.

"Is it weird that I miss her?" - Quentin commented to his friends with a peculiar expression. Layla gasped in shock and she wasn't alone.

"I miss her too." - Owen admitted, causing Elaine to get wide-eyed at him.

"I meant it as a fellow wrestler, not anything else. I'm sure you know by now how I feel about you. Especially after this weekend." - Owen was quick to clarify, leaving a certain innuendo in the air.

"Oh my Goddess! Did you finally lose your v-card?" - Quentin gasped in shock, staring at him.

"A gentleman never kisses and tells." - Owen replied like the gentleman he is. Elaine was blushing under the curious stares.

At the front of the classroom, Layla looked bothered by this subject, not surprising anyone.

"I know this must be difficult for you." - I said, trying to empathize with her.

"It isn't. What's difficult is that I should have gotten over myself and slept with my boyfriend when I had the chance." - She said, feeling remorse.

Blaine was taken by surprise by her declaration, looking at her gobsmacked.

"Yeah, I agree. He's hot. Not like my mate, but very hot." - I snickered while Blaine blushed.

"Oh thanks, Beck!" - Quentin pretended I was talking about him and fake swoon at my compliment.

I grunted rabidly, glaring at him.

"Keep it up, Quentin. And I'll do worse than what Layla did to you." - I threatened him.

"There's nothing you can do to me that 's worse than rejection, mate. Do as you must." - He resigned himself, pitifully.

I grunted and turned away from him. It's very difficult to threaten him if he already lost the will to fight me. It's a little disturbing, actually.

It's another school morning.

I walked up to Quentin who was sitting behind his desk inside the classroom and pulled him aside.

"What do you want with me?" He asked, sounding troubled.

I tore the shirt off his body and hungrily kissed his chest and neck. He moans from the pleasure as he gets wrapped in my lust.

I start to unbutton his pants, Quentin can barely stand as I ravish his body with my mouth. He moaned with every touch, each kiss, while my hands roamed his sides and back.

I drop his pants to expose his nudity to me. He's rock hard and so am I. We walk up to the teacher's desk and he climbs onto it.

"I want to fuck you! Now!" - I declared with a naughty grin. Both our eyes are glowing at this moment.

With no resistance, I dropped my own pants to take him willingly. Quentin offers himself up to me as I start pounding on his ass with my hard cock.

He's incredible to feel, to experience. It's not the same as when I am with Jude, though I shouldn't compare them in any way.

"Fuck me, Beck!" - He begged me, releasing powerful pheromones as if he were in heat.

I held his legs in place over my shoulders as my dick penetrated him, going in and out with purpose.

"Argh! So good, don't stop!" - He cried out, close to release.

"Fuck, this is good!" - I commented, sweat dripping from my forehead.

With one last push, Quentin exploded all over his stomach as I filled him up with my ejaculation. Both of our fangs elongated as expected.

I move to sink them on his neck and...

"Beck. Beck, are you okay?" - Jude shook me to wake me up from my transe.

He looked worried as my mind was running a million miles per hour.

"Are you okay? The class finished five minutes ago and I've been calling you to get up." - He asked, sounding troubled.

"I'm fine, let's go." - I said, but when I got up from the seat my pants were bulging and he noticed it.

I blushed intensely at this display. Fortunately, most of our classmates had moved on by now.

"Wow! What were you daydreaming?" - Layla inquired with a naughty grin.

I glared at her and tried to disguise my nuisance as best as I could before we were late for the next class.

"Not to pile up but you're reeking, mate. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you are in heat." - Jude told me with an uncomfortable expression.

"It's this fucking mate bond kicking my ass!" - I responded, deeply bothered by all this.

Jude got the message loud and clear as we quickly made our way to the gym for physical education.

As soon as I got there though, everyone turned to me with a troubled expression on their faces. Even the teacher.

"Are you alright, Mr. Becker? You're giving away heat pheromones." - He inquired, looking worried at me.

"I'm fine, Mr. Gotlieb. I'm not in heat, I promise. Just mated." - I replied, deeply uncomfortable.

"For once, I'm actually looking forward to the showers. I can't wait to ditch these clothes." - I commented to my mate, blushing in embarrassment.

So, is this my life now? Daydreaming about my rejected mate? Like I needed anything else to derail my life. Now I'm even hallucinating too.

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A|N: I wrote the chapter with this song in mind, but the first one is a fortunate coincidence / accident.

Oh my dear Beck, you didn't think it was gonna be that easy, did you?

Love,

Léo.