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The bonding ceremony was underway in the next room. The wounds from the sparring match already healed but Liam still hurt all over. He and Mason trained for this day. And of course, to no surprise, Mason excelled to the top emissary spot.But for Liam, he lost his focus during his final match for the title of alpha. His opponent, Brett, always knew how to get under Liam’s skin -- taunting him, psyching him out. Usually, it was making fun of Liam's inexperience compared to the born werewolf. On occasion, it was Liam’s height. This time though, Brett got in Liam’s head by using his fear of Mason being bonded to another werewolf and the pressure to make Scott proud. Without focus to tether his wolf, Liam went on pure animal instinct lashing wildly at Brett during the match. He was indeed strong, but couldn't keep a clear mind to properly strategize during the match. Liam had thought he learned how to maintain control of his wolf. But a few insults lost him his control and the match. Inside, the bonding ceremony was swirling with arousal not just coming from the two young men, fully unclothed, standing in the center. The high members of the council dressed in red robes, and nothing underneath, kept to the edges of the room watching the two champions of the latest pledge group with anticipation. But only one person radiated nervousness.Brett took Mason’s hand into his. He wanted to relieve the anxiety he sensed from his bonding partner. Mason had known there was a chance he wouldn't be paired with Liam. But Liam had been so sure of himself, convincing Mason they would complete this journey together. Although Mason felt nervous, some disappointment too, he knew this was the way it had to be. Brett was the emerging champion. The titled alpha. He successfully passed his tests. And although Brett is very competitive and challenging - especially when it came to Liam - Mason has also known the tall werewolf to be caring and loyal.Mason knew he would be in safe hands with Brett. He squeezed Brett’s hand back and nodded. He was ready. Brett smiled back feeling the anxiety wash away from his partner. The two stood face to face, encircled by lit candles to commence the final stage. Somehow, the more Liam recounted how he failed being the werewolf Scott wanted him to be, the less he felt guilt and shame. And the more he started to feel anger and jealousy and territorial. He should’ve been alpha, not Brett. And he should be in there with Mason, not Brett. Liam stared at the closed doors, eyes glowing gold. He was in control of his inner wolf now, but his human emotions were another story. His ears picked up a moan escape Mason’s mouth. And then a snarl escaped Liam’s. The sound of skin slapping against skin came to an immediate stop as the doors burst open interrupting the bonding ritual. Brett bared his fangs at the intruder who would dare barge in while he claimed what was rightfully his. The high members overlooking the ritual were also expressing their great dissatisfaction. But didn’t move to expel the intruder, who was already in the sacred circle. Any additional interference and the now tainted ritual would have graver consequences if it didn't continue uninterrupted.Brett glared at Liam, wanting to give the shorter werewolf another beating for his offense. Still, Brett remained balls deep behind Mason. He wasn’t going to let Liam’s invasion stop the bonding in progress.Liam could feel all the negative emotions aimed at him in the room but kept focus on Mason. If only he'd shown the same focus during his match with Brett.Mason, on his hands and knees, was puzzled - just as the rest of the room - when Liam stood in front of him. The disapproval in the room shifted slightly into interest from the high members.Liam pulled his shirt up just behind his neck then lowered his jeans down his thighs. In front of Mason, he presented himself exposed, hard and aching.Mason scanned Liam's erection, a never before seen sight. Then up his chest, a sight he always made sure never to stare at too long. Finally locking eyes with his best friend. He felt a grip on his hips from Brett, different than when the tall werewolf held his hand in reassurance. It was territorial. But the human was not Brett's yet. The bonding ritual wasn't completed.So Mason grabbed Liam’s dick and let his wet, warm mouth envelope it until the tip of his nose was tickled by pubic hair. Despite his best effort, deep throating was not in Mason's toolset and he needed to come back to cough.Liam didn't care how much of his dick Mason could take. He was more overcome by how good it felt that he hadn’t been rejected. He’d let Mason work on his dick at whatever pace didn't make him gag.If things had gone right, Brett would have wanted to take this nice and steady, maybe even give the high members a good show. But because of Liam, Brett picked up his pace so he could finish first. He knew Mason was inexperienced so he siphoned any possible discomfort for the human.The thing Brett didn't take into account was making Mason so malleable for him, also worked in Liam's favor. With Mason's gag reflex subdued, he was able to easily take the full length of Liam to the back of his throat. Then seeing Mason’s ease at sucking Liam’s dick, his impulse took over, and he fucked his friend's mouth without having to hold back. Mason was soon left overwhelmed, taking it fast and hard from the front and back. He managed to swallow down the eruption of cum from Liam. And at the same, Brett unloaded his seed deep inside of Mason's tight heat.The bonding ritual was completed with Mason bred by both werewolves.With the ritual done, Liam was lost in a haze of bliss. It was short-lived, however. The sacred circle was deemed safe to enter. The council and their betas snatched Liam out of the room, his now flaccid cock dangling, still wet with saliva. Jeans and boxers pooled down to his ankles. They did not care about his modesty or cleaning himself up. The council would not allow this violation to be met unpunished. The last thing they were going to do was allow Liam to enjoy the afterglow of an unapproved bonding.Scott trailed behind Liam being carted off while apologizing profusely to the council, taking responsibility for his beta. “Of course, a bitten werewolf like him would cause such a disgrace.” “Impulsive, undisciplined…” “No wonder he lost to Brett."Liam couldn't care at the moment of the harsh words the council threw his way. His only regret and guilt came from not being able to tend to Mason after their bonding. It was the role of the alpha to personally tend to their emissary.
Mason and Brett were left alone in the bonding room.
Mason just laid quiet on his back as Brett licked the trail of orgasm clean off left behind on Mason’s stomach when both werewolves were inside him. He didn't even realize he came. Everything had been an intense whirlwind he's still trying to process. Both physical and emotional.
After his tongue bathing, Brett then gently wiped the sweat from Mason’s forehead with a dry towel. Although they were practically face to face, Mason couldn’t look Brett in the eyes. He was too embarrassed and scared to look at Brett. And then there was his worry over Liam, and how a part of him wished the other werewolf was here to take care of him.
"I can still smell him on you." It was the first thing Brett had said since the ritual ended. The werewolf sighed deeply, he knew he probably made Mason feel worse. He wasn’t upset with Mason but he was pissed that this amazing moment was tainted by Liam. “Why, Mason?” Brett asked softly.
And that was the question weighing on Mason. He didn't think hard when Liam stood in front of him. He didn't need to think. He only knew at that moment he couldn't deny his best friend. He didn’t want to.
But why? Was it out of loyalty? Or was it a secret desire Mason never admitted to himself -- could never admit to himself?
“I don't know how much it'll help… but I will try to talk to the council into showing leniency towards Liam.”
Mason finally looked Brett in the eyes, surprised by his compassion. Now it was Mason's turn to ask 'Why?'.
“I stand by my promise to take care of you. Your problems are mine now.”
“Thank you.” Once again Mason could feel his overwhelming anxiety drain away. All because of Brett. Along with Scott’s support, Brett’s new status as alpha and as the wronged party would be a huge help to Liam.
“But --”
Mason immediately tensed.
“I won't share you with him. You will seal your bond to me and let his expire on its own if you want my help.”
If he agreed to Brett’s ultimatum, that would mean cutting off all contact with Liam until their bond weakened. It was a method used in case an alpha and emissary weren’t compatible to be partners. Mason didn't want to disappoint Brett. Not again. Nor did he want to make Brett look like a lesser alpha. He and Liam have been friends for years -
best friends
. A bond like theirs would take a long time to sever. But how could Mason cut Liam out of his life? If this was the only way to save Liam, did Mason really have a choice?