Hey guys! I got this one up pretty fast didn't I? I think this chapter is a really good one, though it was a bit heartbreaking to write (I'll let you find out why.) So just a heads up, Chapter 10 is going to be a collaboration chapter between me and the awesome Novastar, so don't be a bit dissapointed if it takes a little while to get it out, though I promise I'll try to get it done as quickly as I can. Sadly we're starting to get close to the end of this series! (please don't kill me!) I still have a good few chapters planned out so don't worry too much! As always I enjoy comments, ideas, and constructive critiscim. All characters in this story belong to me and the story is my own! This chapter contains some sexual content that is not suitable for readers under 18 years of age (or so I've heard). Without any further ado, here's Chapter 9 of the Road of Life. Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Road Of Life: Chapter 9 ~ Betrayal

This morning was almost like any other, waking up to the handsome wolf that lay beside me; However, something had changed. It took me a few moments to register just exactly what had changed as my tired mind began to gain focus. My thoughts drifted over the events of the past few days until I remembered, Andrew and I had taken things to the next level. I smiled at him as he slept, our naked bodies sharing the heat they radiated. After he woke up, which was about 15 minutes after I did, we both slipped out of bed and took a shower together. Reluctantly we got dressed and ready for school, leaving together at the same time we usually did.

Something was different at school today, over the past while Shane and Alan had been acting as enemies, the whole school knew this. It was almost shocking, they had always been partners in crime. I began to become curious as to the reason of their hostility towards each other. Something else had begun to bother me, lately Shane, who now spent his days sitting by himself at lunch, had begun to glance at me all the time. He would glance at me with eyes filled not with hate but with loneliness and longing. It was familiar to me because it was often the way that I had glanced at Andrew, always wishing he were mine. The moment I'd look back towards him he would quickly look away and pretend that he'd been looking elsewhere. After lunch ended I said goodbye to Andrew and headed to my locker to get the books for my next classes. Upon opening up my locker I found a folded note, which I opened with sheer curiosity.

'Dear Max,

For the longest time there is something I have always wanted to tell you. I know for many years we've been enemies... But I want to change all that. I know that you must really hate me, but I want to make it up to you for the years of abuse I showed to you... please meet me by the upstairs, southeast bathroom after school. If you don't show up I'll totally understand...

Sincerely,

Shane Riker'

The note made me raise an eyebrow, both curiosity and interest focusing within my mind. 'How could he possibly make it up to me?' I thought. I decided I'd show up just to see what he wanted, it was unusual for him to take action on his own. I figured that maybe he really did want to change our status from enemies to friends. As the time drew on through my classes I began to feel nearly excited to see Shane, I felt like I almost couldn't wait. Before my last class ended I sent Andrew a text saying, 'I have something I need to do after class, so just head home, I'll walk home today. Love you.' I waited until the phone confirmed that the message had been sent before putting it way. A few minutes later the bell rung, signaling that school was finally over. Many of the students gave sighs of relief as they quickly packed their bags and headed out the doors.

With anticipation I bounded up the stairs, headed to the location I was supposed to meet Shane. The upstairs hallways were usually empty after school, so I didn't have to contend with much traffic. An inner voice in my head warned me to be careful, fearing some kind of nefarious scheme, so I proceeded with caution. When I arrived I saw Shane standing there, looking almost depressed. When he looked up and saw that I was walking down the hallway towards him his eyes instantly lit up with joy. Real joy, not something that was fabricated, he was really excited to see me. I approached more confidently now, feeling a bit safer about meeting him.

He smiled at me as I got closer, "I was really worried you wouldn't even come..." his voice sounded a bit sad and lonely.

Sorrow, real sorrow, something that couldn't be faked, especially around me, I knew what sorrow sounded like all too well.

I folded my arms, giving him a small glare, "What is it you want Shane?"

He frowned slightly at my harsh tone and his ears drooped a bit, "I want to apologize to you for all the years I helped Alan abuse you..."

A bit of anger rose up within me, "You can never make up for that Shane. Even if you were just following his orders you still had a choice!" I almost yelled at him.

He frowned even deeper, gazing at the ground now, "I know... and at the time I chose to save myself... Otherwise Alan would have bullied me too. I know I chose wrong, and that my part in tormenting you can never really be forgiven, but... please try to forgive me?"

Sincerity, his voice was full of it.

I dropped my glare and smiled softly at him, "Shane... why are you apologizing now?"

He looked up, tears had started to form in his eyes, which managed to take me off guard, "Because I'm finally at terms with my feelings, and... I don't care what Alan will do to me now. Because... I love you Max. "

A blush spread across his face , as the formed tears in his eyes began to fall to the ground uncontrollably. I was shocked, not expecting this at all.

"Shane..." was all I managed to say.

He came closer to me, pulling me into a tight hug as he buried his muzzle in my chest, crying softly. This also took me by surprise and the only thing I could think to do was to hug him back, so I did. The thing that Shane did next also surprised me. Shane leaned up and kissed me, our lips connecting for a moment before I pulled away.

"Shane... I have a mate..." I whispered to him, still hugging him loosely.

Shane seemed to be brought back to planet Earth and he sighed, a familiar deep sorrow lingering in his eyes, "I know... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that... I'm envious of him, if only I had come to terms with my feelings sooner it might have been me who would be your mate instead..."

My heart skipped a beat, I never knew Shane had felt so strongly about me in this way and it began to feed my ego. I gazed into his eyes for a few moments before I leaned forward and returned his kiss, a deep blush growing on both of our faces. Shane kissed back, closing his eyes in a moment of bliss. Our simple kiss began to grow to something more passionate, and soon my tongue pressed into his muzzle and his tongue into mine. I felt a surge of desire rising in my heart, lust forming as I felt my member start to stir beneath my jeans.

Alan watched from the distance, snapping as many photos as he could with his digital camera. Shane was doing an excellent job, soon Alan would expose this to Andrew and his plan would succeed. It sickened Alan to watch the two kissing, and he made a mental note to himself to repay Shane for doing something as gross as this for the sake of the plot. After Alan got a satisfactory amount of pictures he stalked off to find Andrew, who was probably staying late studying in the library. He smiled devilishly to himself, soon Max would suffer the greatest heartache of his life.

The two continued their passionate kissing, Max had slowly caressed his hands down until one was caressing Shane's rump and the other was rubbing over the bulge in Shane's pants. Shane parted the kiss, from which the two panted after, and gazed into Max's eyes.

Knowing that by now Alan must be gone, Shane grinned slightly at Max, "Max... I want you to take me..." he stated.

I blushed deeply and smirked as Shane offered himself to me, he reached one of his hands and caressed the bulge in my pants which made me gasp just slightly. I leaned forward and kissed him again before I nodded, gazing at the bathroom which was so conveniently close. We both headed into the bathroom, Shane removing mine and his shirt as we proceeded in, kissing each other passionately the whole way. We entered one of the stalls and closed to door behind ourselves, Shane making sure to lock it.

Shane began to unbutton my pants, obviously eager to get his muzzle around my member. My pants dropped to the floor and my underwear was soon to follow. I was already fully erect when he began to lick over my maleness, his tongue lapping over it with passion. After a while he began to take me into his muzzle, deep throating me, he was a bit sloppy but it was probably due to the pent up lust he held. His ministrations felt so good and after a while he pulled off as he began to take off his own pants and underwear.

I dropped to my knees, smiling up at him a bit, "Here..."

I wrapped my tongue around his member and then slowly took him into my muzzle, being much less sloppy. A soft moan escaped his muzzle as he allowed me to continue giving him a blow job. After some time of this I pulled off and stood back up, kissing him passionately once more. He pulled away from my kiss and turned around, raising his rump in the air a bit, a signal that he wanted me to take him.

"Are you sure?" I asked him before I positioned myself at his entrance, waiting for his response.

He gave a soft nod which made me smirk. I spread some of my leaking pre against his entrance before I began to press into him. He gasped as the tip of my head began to enter his tight, virgin hole. Being the dominant one was interesting, I felt in control and a wave of lust washed over me, my primal instinct to breed kicking in. I pushed into Shane a bit deeper, his slightly pained moans growing a bit louder the deeper into him I got. I let him adjust to the size and then I began to pull out and thrust back in to him. His moans grew with each thrust, all during this I let my natural instinct take over, not allowing myself to think of the consequences.

Alan lurked his way around the school until he found Andrew reading a book in the library. It had seemed that Andrew hadn't yet checked his phone and had gone to the library to do some of his homework. Andrew focused on his book until a shadow appeared and he looked to his right to see Alan standing there. His first instinct was to jump out of the chair and stand with his fists in the air but Alan raised his hands as if to show he wasn't here to fight.

"Woah, hold on there, I'm not here to fight." he confirmed. "I just got something you might want to take a look at." Alan stated, a slight hidden smirk lingering on his face.

Andrew raised an eyebrow, "What is it?"

Alan took out his digital camera and turned it on, quickly finding the pictures he had taken earlier, "You might want to see these." he said as he offered Andrew the camera.

Andrew cautiously took the camera and frowned at the first picture he saw, a picture of Max kissing Shane. He flipped through the photos, his frown growing.

He handed the camera back to Alan with a scowl, "So, when did you photo shop these?" he asked accusingly.

Alan scoffed, "Heh, I didn't photo shop them, took them by the upstairs, southeast bathroom about ten or so minutes ago. Seems your wonderful mate's been cheatin' on ya, with Shane. Kinda shocks me too to be honest, never thought Shane was a fag too and all."

Andrew grabbed his books and backpack, stuffing them in angrily, "You're a fuckin' liar Alan, Max would never do that!"

Alan smirked a bit, "Oh really? heh, well, go see for yourself! Who knows, they might still be there smoochin'!"

Andrew stormed out of the library filled with anger, he trusted Max and never thought he would do such a thing... but curiosity began to fill his mind, Alan was a football jock, and was actually rather stupid when it came to computers and programs, could he be telling the truth? He checked his phone and noticed that he had a new text. After reading the text from Max he stopped by the stairway and on a sudden impulse decided to go up the flight of stairs, hoping that he would find nothing there and he'd put Alan's lie to rest. He finally found the bathroom that Alan had been talking about and was relieved to see no one there; However... he heard a soft moan coming from somewhere nearby.

'The bathroom?' he thought to himself.

He approached the bathroom cautiously and frowned a bit when he heard more moaning sounds. He walked into the bathroom and noticed two shirts on the ground. One was Max's and the other he could only tell who it belonged to because he had noticed Shane wearing it earlier. His heart pounded against his chest as he slowly began to realize just what was occurring, just who was in the bathroom stall. He heard Max's unmistakable moan and gasped quietly to himself. Tears began to form in his eyes as he realized Alan had been telling the truth.

Max had increased the thrust of his hips and was extremely close to release. He tensed up and pulled out almost all the way, thrusting in as hard and fast into Shane as he could, a 'pop' noise becoming audible as he knotted the Coyote. His hot seed ejected deep into Shane and moments later Shane's seed shot out against the bathroom toilet. As he released his seed, Max made a loud moan of relief, Shane's moan of relief soon following.

Andrew felt devastated and ran from the bathroom without making a noise. Tears leaked from his eyes as he ran down the flight of stairs and out of the school building. He got into his car and began driving towards home.

Max hugged Shane from behind as he waited for his knot to shrink enough to pull out and once he was able to, he slid himself out of Shane.

Shane turned around and hugged Max tightly, pure bliss filling his heart. "Max... you were amazing!" he stated, after which he kissed Max lovingly.

Max smirked and kissed back, "Thanks hun." was all he could say.

As Andrew drove home he couldn't stop himself from crying, he felt betrayed, hurt, angry and broken. 'Why..? Why would he do this? Have I not done enough for him..? Did I not give him enough? Did I not love him enough...? Was I not good enough? Did... did I do something wrong..?' the thoughts invaded Andrew's mind like a virus and spread, the pain was almost too much to bare. He got home and just ran inside, running to his room and slamming the door shut. Andrew's parents were still gone at work and weren't expected to be home for another couple of hours. Andrew lay on the bed, crying to himself when an object in the closet caught his eye. A knife.

'I'm worthless... meaningless... expendable... maybe that's why he cheated...? Because I'm not worth anything.?.' The tears still slowly fell, but for the most part they had been replaced by the sense of impending doom and depression. He walked over to the closet and grabbed the knife, putting the blade to his arm. He gripped tightly and then pulled the knife across his arm, a cut soon opening, small droplets of blood falling to the floor. It didn't hurt, in fact it actually felt good and relieved the emotional pain. Andrew reset the blade and made several more cuts into his arm before setting down the knife. The cuts weren't too deep but they were deep enough to be bleeding lightly. Andrew grabbed a rag and tied it around the cuts to stop the bleeding as he sat back down on his bed feeling the pain in his heart return.

Max had helped Shane get dressed and then gotten dressed himself, kissing him again softly before leaving to head home. His heart was conflicted, was it possible that he actually had some love for Shane? Then his mind drifted back on to Andrew, the Wolf he loved so dearly. What would he think if he ever found out about this? Would Andrew still love him or would it all be over? Max bit the inside of his cheek as he began to walk, he started to feel guilty for what he had done. It took about a half hour to walk home and something about the house just seemed ominous, like some dark entity had entombed itself within.

I walked into the house, which was dark, none of the lights had been turned on. It was strange because Andrew's car was in the driveway and it wasn't like him to not have any of the lights on, usually at least one or two were on. I set my backpack down by the front door and headed upstairs as a grim feeling pitted itself deep in my stomach. As I reached the top of the stairs I heard Andrew's soft sobs and somehow knew that he knew what I had done. I felt extreme guilt, for having done this to him. I cautiously approached 'his' room and stood in the doorway. The sight before me was worse than I had been expecting to see, a knife lying on the floor and what looked like a few drying blood stains. I walked further into the room, Andrew hadn't yet acknowledged me, and noticed that a blood soaked rag was tied around Andrew's arm. I sat down next to him and wrapped an arm around him, my ears drooping lower than they ever had before, feeling the full effects of guilt.

For awhile he hugged tightly to me, doing nothing but sob. Finally after a good amount of time had passed he spoke up.

"Why..? Why would you do that..?" he asked through quick, sobbing breaths.

"Andrew..." I didn't know what to say, had no clue what I should say.

"Am I not good enough for you..?" he refused to look at me and spoke in a whisper.

"You're everything to me Andrew..." I stated, which was true.

"Then why the fuck would you cheat on me!? with Shane?!" he yelled angrily at me as he shoved me to the floor.

I sat there a bit shocked, unable to move or speak.

"Do you have nothing to say!?" He yelled again.

"Andrew... I'm sorry... I... I don't know what more I can say..." I felt low, and stupid, how could I have been so stupid?

Andrew's eyes were filled with hate, anger, pain, sorrow and helplessness. The look in his eye almost looked blank, as if the emotions had begun to fade out of him, especially the good emotions.

"Get out."He finally spoke after a moment of silence.

I felt a sharp pain deep in my heart, 'it's all over... I screwed up...' "Andrew..." I began but was cut off.

"Get the hell out and never come back!" Andrew commanded.

I stood up, a deep pain in my eyes. He saw the pain, I know he did, because the response in his eyes was 'should have thought about that before you cheated.'

I walked out of the room, not bothering to gather any of my belongings. As soon as I had left the room and was no longer visible I could hear Andrew crying again, which only added to the pain of my broken heart. I ran down the stairs, grabbing only my backpack as I left the house, never planning to return.

A figure lurked in the shadows, smiling to himself, "My plan was flawless." Alan stated as he took a drag of another cigarette stolen from his dad's stash. He was filled with pure glee, just at the fact that his dirty scheme had worked so perfectly.

I ran for what seemed like ages, going to the only place that I could think to run to as tears streamed down my face. Shane's house. He had told me his address before I had left school, for which I was now thankful. He was the only person I had left now. As I got closer to his house I slowly pulled myself together though it was obvious I was in a lot of emotional pain.

I rang the doorbell and to my surprise Shane answered the door. He seemed surprised to see me there and invited me in. He explained that no one was home yet, his mom usually worked all the time so she was rarely around and that he didn't have a dad. His dad had left his mom a long time ago. He was an only child as well, so he basically lived by himself most of the time. I hugged him tightly, the tears forcing their way out as I explained to him that Andrew had kicked me out, that we were no longer together. He frowned just slightly, it was obvious that he didn't like to see me in so much pain. He leaned down and kissed me, which drew my attention away from the depressing thoughts for a moment.

"I'm here for you Max... and... as long as you want me I'll be yours." he promised as he gave me another kiss.

I just held on to him. After awhile he led me to his bedroom and the two of us stripped down to our underwear. We exchanged several passionate kisses before things grew more intense, both of us growing hard. I let my emotional pains slide away as he kissed me passionately, as he dominated and took me. After it was all over we lay next to each other, exhausted. As Shane drifted off to sleep he held tightly to me, smiling to himself as if a life-long dream had come true for him today, our bare bodies sharing heat.

"I love you Max..." he whispered into my ear.

I kissed the side of his cheek, closing my eyes to prepare myself for sleep.

"I love you too Shane..." I admitted. This made him hold tighter to me, as if he feared losing me.

A few tears leaked from his eyes, "I'm so glad I'm not alone anymore..."

I was taken by surprise a bit, I had never seen this side of Shane, never understood just how lonely he had been all this time.

"Shane..." I whispered, but it was all that I said and after that the two of us drifted into a deep sleep.

Life throws so many curve balls at us, things that we, never in a million years, could possibly expect. There are those in this world with plots and schemes of nothing but hatred, malice and vengeance. But, if those schemes work, especially plots to affect matters of the heart, we can blame no one but ourselves for our own weakness and stupidity. It is amazing how one simple thing can tip the scales of fate, can change everything that we've come to know, but sometimes it is a necessary evil to get us to learn valuable lessons. When you poke and prod a sleeping giant you must be prepared to accept the consequences of your actions. If you cheat on the person you love most, then you must be prepared to lose them and must accept that it was you who gave in to the weakness of your heart. For every mistake made, for every consequence paid, you can blame no one but yourself. This much is true, but, it is the only real way for us to learn. To learn from our mistakes, to learn to never repeat the mistakes, to learn to accept the consequences of our actions, to learn all we can from our own and others faults and experiences. I lost so much, but I should have known what I did would have consequences, I'm paying full circle for my mistakes now. Learn from my mistake, and do not repeat it. Repeat it only if you wish to feel pure heartache for yourself.

My world is broken, this is the consequence I must accept and learn to build off of. Somehow I will make it in this life, somehow I will survive. The universe is always teaching us, and we must always be willing to listen, so we can learn. If we do not listen, we will never learn and therein our lives will always be the same. 'Good medicine is often bitter, good advice is often hard to listen to.'