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The sound of breathing gently stirred me from my slumber as the world slowly returned to me, stretching my legs and back as I lay on my side giving out a groan and wincing as my hip and leg made themselves known once more.

I started to register what was around me, the soft and comfortable surface that I am lying on, which I presume is the bed, the heavy weight on my chest along with the breathing which I hope is Kris's, the scent of males in the air and funny taste in my mouth as I ran my tongue along my teeth and lips trying to work them out as the memories came back to me. My eyes shot open.

"Welcome back stud" Kris's words rang in my ears as memories came flooding back to me, the shower, the brushing and the SEX! "Are you ok?"

"I think so" what the hell happened one minute I was having a shower then the next was in a 69, what the hell?

I slowly turned to him to see him looking down on me as the rested on my chest, "was that your first muzzle job?" he gave me a quizzical look.

"What? ....Oh um ....... Yeah" and my first sexual experience ever!

"Not bad for your first time. Not bad!" I heard what sounded like the doorbell ring "Ah sounds like the pack wait here, I'll be back in a minute just need to talk to them for a bit" yeah about me I bet!

He hoped of my chest and the bed, quickly changed into his human form putting on a jock strap and just walked out of the room, after giving me a wink and smile just before he shut the door.

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?! I screamed to myself in my mind, why is he being so nonchalant about this? Is this sort of thing the norm for him? Am I just an easy lay or did he want to do it because he likes me? I NEED to talk to him but now the pack is here, is it his pack or the whole pack? And I most definitely don't want anyone else in the room when I try and talk about it! Oh crap it's the pack, what do I do? Will they ask me stuff? What will they think of me other than a neurotic fur ball.

Never mind the hunters or silver the stress is going to be thing that kills me!

"He's been through a lot so try not to freak him out ok" Kris's voice was distant but it was getting closer but it was different from before it was strong and dominant, I also heard other voices and footsteps approaching the door.

"Jayson I would like you to meet my pack, guys this is Jayson" Kris walked in still in his jock strap as 6 other boys walked in, some looked a little nervous while others looked a little bit confused but they all gave me a smile which I happily returned helping me relax a little. I could see that they weren't really looking at me but at my shaved and scared leg and hip as some of them winced at the sight of it.

"Jayson these are the twins Tom and Mat, then there's Sam, Jack, Harry and Will my beta" they all gave me a small nod and smile but Will didn't, he gave me a unnerving look. It was a mix of pissed off and desire which worried me slightly as I didn't want to make any enemy's this early.

"Hello, Um I'm not really sure what to say or do? But it's very nice to meet you all!" Kris laughed as he took off his jock strap as I quickly looked away, to only feel the bed move as Kris sat next to me, the others took his lead as they took a seat on the bed or the large couch next to Kris's desk.

Tom and Mat changed into their dog forms and sat next to each other on the couch with Jack who was still in his human form, whilst Sam and Harry who also stayed in their human form sat on the bed with us but will changed into his dog form and sat right under the window which by the looks of it piss off Kris a little. I think there might be a bit of trouble between these two.

After looking at my paws for sometime as the naked teens changed into their dog forms I looked up to see every one looking at me, I noticed the twins where both German shepherds and Will was a Malamute. They just kept looking at me.

"What?" I was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable with them just looking at me.

"So what breed are you? Kris has told us nothing about or has just been very cryptic about it" I think was Tom that spoke but I was not exactly sure as they were totally identical even in their dog forms.

"That's because it wasn't my place to say"

"Hasn't stopped you before" Jack said as the others laughed, Kris just snorted, "well?" Jack said looking at me.

"Well I'm not sure where to start, there's quite a bit and some of it is confusing even for me still"

"Start from the beginning"

"Well ok" I proceeded to tell them about my mother and father and how I found out about my biological parents, how I didn't know I was a silver werewolf, all 6 of them just stared at me when I said that after getting the same response I had from Kris. I told them about not being able to go into my were form as I need a trigger yet again getting the same response as Kris's. I rambled on about getting shot, I moved through that part very quickly trying to block out the painful memories, and what had happened at the vets and the rest but all the while skipping over the bits where me and Kris got to know each other a little better.

"Wow shit that's just ...........well shit" Harry said as he looked a little sad, "so how old are you? 20, 21?"

"No, I'm 18 and in about 3 weeks time is my 19th...I think?"

"Your 18?!" Kris shouted right into my ear which was a little painful along with everyone else who looked just as shocked.

"Yeah why?"

"It's just your human form looks about 20 or older with all the chest hair and stuff"

"I'm not that hairy thank you, but it is handy if you want to get into pubs and clubs especially if I have a little bit of stubble, most of the time I don't get asked for ID but that was in England"

The conversation flowed freely as we got over the awkwardness of our introduction, the subjects mainly centered around me in what I had done in England and what I thought of America, they all seemed very nice and fun to be around as the subjects moved from me to them. I found out that Harry is a Husky, Jack's a Hungarian Vizsla and Sam is an Akita, it was very interesting listening to them talking about how they first learnt how to change and they started trying to work out what my trigger could be.

During all this I caught glimpses of Will staring at me, I didn't mind him looking at me but the way he looked at me made me feel very uneasy, Kris would sometimes see this and give him a glaring look as if he was warning him of something. Why do I get the feeling I am at the center of this.

"Jayson why are you yawning? It's only 6.15" Jack asked as I had been yawning for about half an hour now.

"It's the pain killers they just make me very sleepy and that, thank god that I had the last of them, hopefully I can soon got through a whole day without having to have a nap or 2" I managed to say in-between yawns.

"Dude it must have hurt like a bitch?" they all glanced to the large pact of scar tissue, even Kris looked shocked.

"It was unpleasant to say the least but these pain killers are driving me round the bend being sleepy and tired most of the time" I said trying to fight back another yawn.

"Why don't you have a nap pup, we won't mind" Kris said giving me a warm smile.

"Why are you calling me pup? And it would be rude to sleep when you have guests"

He laughed gently "because you're the youngest here, I can call you puppy if you like? And I know they won't mind as I can see your having trouble keeping your eyes open" the others were also starting to laugh quietly.

"Fine but don't call me pup or puppy please" I said gently curling into a ball.

"Sleep tight little wolf"

"GIT!" the others burst out laughing as I closed my eyes as I heard Kris snort in disapproval. It didn't take long for me to drift off as I was still tired from the little romp in the garden but I was still trying to work out what Kris was up to with his little exploits earlier and what was going on between Kris and Will. I was not given much time as my mind closed in on its self.

"Dude that totally not fair! He's been through a lot and Kris said he had changed his mind about it!"

"He'll live, wolves always do and you know what Kris is like, as soon as he mounts the bitch he won't care"

"Will I'm telling you don't! I think Kris has got a soft spot for him and I know you're only doing this to get at Kris!"

"Why don't you shut up you little Husky whelp, I'm the beta not you! And if Kris said that he is going to be the pack's bitch then he will be the pack's bitch! And I will make sure that little pathetic wolf will know his place as the pack's little cum rag"

"I will be no one's bitch!" there voice had been hushed but they had still woken me from my sleep, I heard all I needed or wanted to know and it just repulsed me.

"What's going on?" Kris's voice rang out from the couch as he sat with the twins.

"Tell me it isn't true that you said I would be your packs bitch?!" he froze as my eyes met his, he slowly looked from me to Will, his bottom jaw shaking genteelly as he tried to say something but there was nothing but silence "Enough said!"

I leaped off the bed ignoring the complaining leg and hip as I ran out the door that had been left only a little ajar knocking my shoulder as I did, I ran as quickly and painlessly as I could to the top of the stairs. Looking down them seeing the multiple steps that could I easily fall down.

I quickly made my down the stair holding my back right leg high so not to knock it, I slipped only half way down yelping and crying out each time I bounced and crumpled on each unforgiving step to only land on my now stabbing and pulsing hip with a loud yelp. Sods fucking law!

I heard feet coming down the stairs as lay groaning at the bottom of it, I quickly but shakily got to my three unstable feet. The sound of thundering feet stopped as it reached my side, a large black and tan clawed hand came to help me up but quickly retreated when it snapped at it as I turn to look at it is owner who was in their were form, Kris.

"Don't you dare!" I stared up at him as stared down at me, I could see the bright silver glow of my eyes in his.

"Jayson I ..."

"Don't!" I felt so betrayed, used, worthless. Why? "I have lost my home, my family, my life! But to only find out that it wasn't for the first time, I have lost everything but then you were going to take the only thing I had left, my pride and self respect. Just because I sucked your cock doesn't mean I will be yours or you're little packs fuck toy, EVER!" I slowly started to walk towards him, he backed up until his feet met the stairs where he subsequently landing on his rear with a solid thud as his eye came level with mine.

"But what hurts the most, what cuts deepest, is the fact that I was falling in love with you, but at least I know now it wasn't reciprocated" a single solemn tear travelled down my cheek as I looked into Kris's eyes. His jaw was open and quivering with each raged breath he took, I turned and quickly ran Past Luke and Jane as the tears began to flow. I bolted through the kitchen and out of the dog flap as my name was repeatedly shouted out for me to stop, I ran as fast as I could even using my throbbing leg to get away as the tears continued to flow and blur my vision of the cool summer night.

I ran along the road without any destination or goal apart from to get away from them and myself. I passed trees, buildings, homes, shops but I never stopped I just ran through all the mental and physical pain, the memories of what was and the visions of what should and could have been are nothing more than litter that clouded my fractured and tormented mind.

I stopped running as my breathing and muscles started to suffer but I still continued to walk the unknown streets and paths, not knowing where to go or what to do anymore. Only a week had passed since they died but so much has changed and altered around me, what am I going to do? I can't go into my human form because it might affect my injury but most of all because my face has been plastered on every news channel and paper in the area, why me?

I continued to walk aimlessly just going where my feet are able, past homes and gardens, I wasn't really concentrating on anything not even my own paws that carried me but something caught my attention, it was weak and faint but I could still smell it, blood. There blood.

Somehow, some way, for some unknown reason I find myself looking at my new but old home, where it began and ended for me. I stood there not knowing what to do, the memories of all the good times I had shared with them pushing me to go in but the memory of that night still fresh and fearful screaming at me to go. I wanted to be close to them in any way I could, to be near them or some part of them is some way to feel safe knowing they were near.

I made my way around the house looking for anyway to get in, thankfully someone had left the kitchen window open. I clambered through being very careful but still wincing very time I knocked or jarred my leg.

The stench of disinfectant did nothing the quash the smell of blood from my sensitive nose as I struggle to get through the windows as it must have been left open to let the air circulate.

I jumped down from the sink trying as best I could to not breath through my nose as the mix of disinfectant and blood is almost over powering, but i just stood there staring at the spot on the floor where they had been laying lifelessly only seven days ago, I looked up the wall to see small shattered holes in the plaster. I know what made those.

I quickly left the kitchen before the chemicals and the memories became too much for me, I could still detected the comforting scent of mum and dad but it was faint and stale, there were other scents to Luke's, Kris's and a few other similar scents to theirs as they must have belonged to other weredogs but there where human scents mixed in as well but most of the smell of burnt gun powder still hung in the air.

Everything was still in place or not far off from what I could remember as I walked through the living room and into the hallway to get to my room.

It was mess, things scattered and broken across the floor, my bed ripped and mangled, it looked as if someone had been looking for something. All my belongings that had survived the fire where now either broken or damaged in some way, my rugby meddles and photos, my books and work from my old college, my laptop with all my work, photos of home and friends smashed. I let out a defeated sigh as turned and left what was once my room.

I slowly went upstairs but it felt as if my life and energy was being sucked from me with each step, I felt so alone and small being somewhere my family should be but finding none. I wanted them back so very much, I wanted to hear their voices, to feel their touch and to feel their love, but no.

The room that they shared together was empty just like the house and my hopes for a chance of a life I had always wanted.

Everything in the room held their scent and in someway their love for me and each other, I breathed it in deeply as neared the bed as the scent of them become stronger and deeper but it had that stale tone to it forcing me to remember they where no more.

I gently jumped onto the bed being careful of my claws and leg as I circled a few times sniffing the duvet trying to take in as much of their scent as I can until I lay my tired and emotionally stricken body in the middle of the comforting but saddening embrace of my mother's and father's bed.

The light from the moon and street lamps gently lit made its way into the room giving it an almost tranquil and serene feel to it as I lay contemplating what I should do but not really coming up with anything as thoughts of Kris plagued my mind. Something on the bedside table caught my attention on the moon and lamp light, a photo.

There in the photo was my family, the ones I had known and ones I had not.

It was my whole family standing in that picture with me, I was cradled in Marry's arms with Mark on her left and my mother and father on her right, they where all looking at me with misty eyes but happy faces. I could see the mix of pain and happiness as they looked at the small vision of me that was none the wiser to the pain and sadness that was going around me and to protect me. Why can't they be here now when I need them?

The pain was so raw and open to those who knew but to the unknowing eye it looked like a group of friends celebrating the joy of a new life. In truth it was, but there another side to it. To gain you must loose and it was very clear that was happening here, my mother and father where losing their son but gaining my safety and Mark and Marry where losing their closest friends but gaining a son but the pain was just beneath those happy eyes and smiles.

I just stared at the picture of my past, knowing those who are in it are no more and will not be in part of the future, bar one. Me.