MetaFanFics - 3. MetaFanFic Revelations

"So he's definitely in my business class. So next class you two get to join as well." a big red head sighed as he slumped down onto the couch. "It's still hard to believe that little nerd is supposed to be our Meta... How could someone of his stature be who we are supposed to submit to?"

"Fate seems to have a bit of a strange sense of humor." added a blond man looking up from a textbook he was reading.

"He’s definitely got the brain to be a Meta. He made the entire class and the professor look like idiots at the end of class. This high and mighty professor was smirking when he called him for an answer thinking he'd caught a distracted student but instead got himself schooled. And the scent coming off him as he was doing it. I swear I could almost get drunk on the wine and it felt like I dove beneath a waterfall," the redhead snickered.

"It wasn’t a fluke before, he was definitely able to catch my scent somehow even though he’s human,” he sighed. Then thought to himself how ‘Damn, I could smell his arousal as it kept rising throughout the entire class. It felt so much like all those bitches that keep trying to get with us it's not funny. But this time I actually feel a draw as his scent got me drunk!’

“As I walked past him at the end of class his scent got so intense. He raced to the Chestnut dorm after that and my god it smelled like a bomb went off it was so intoxicating, I had no choice but to howl or I’d be driven nuts..."

"Prime, you think he's what we need? You think he'll be able to complete us?" the shocked blond man asked.

"It's too soon to tell but between the scent and what appears to be a solid mind he could be just what the Shaman says we need... a Meta. Plus in the end as we said we’ll decide together whether if we want him as our Meta. Either of you have any luck tracking down the Betas and Alpha of the Golden Chestnut Tree Pack?"

"There’s no trace of their Alpha in any of the normal places for pack information. But they seem to have some highly placed Betas in the private sector.” sighed Brian.

“Negative on anything on the Alpha here either. That roommate of Colt’s is a real piece of works. He really gets around a lot. I've followed him and caught four different bitches’ scents on him already. But he doesn't seem to be of any worry so far. As expected, campus is full of other wolves and I’m still shocked to find so many vamps around. No idea what is up with that," stated the tall imposing figure of a bearded brunette from the doorway into the kitchen before he bit into an ice cream bar.

The blond looked at the tall brunette shaking his head. "You and your sweet tooth, CE."

"Ah come on, Brian, you know you love the sweets once in a while. I've caught my stash dwindling when I'm not looking and it’s got to be you. Alph there, as controlled as he is, rarely touches it."

“Fine, fine, you got me, you big lug. But Fate know while you may be able to figure that out no way in hell you can actually catch me.” He jumping up knocking his textbook to the ground. Brian bolted for the stairs as the larger CE with a big grin on his face started chasing out the smaller blond.

“Don’t forget the next shift starts in 20 mikes. If you miss it or are late you can forget about attending that second class!” Prime couldn’t help but grin at the antics of this Beta and Enforcer. That quickly changed though as he thought more about Mr. Parker.

Ever since he figured out he was gay without a shred of desire for any females, Prime had always expected that he would find a strong, sexy and capable mate that he would be able to love and fuck as only an alpha could. Then the Shaman had to break that dream by telling him his pack was destined for a Meta.

He had to wrack his brain to remember the old wives tales of the Metas, only to have Brian his Beta figure out that the implications for a Meta in a gay pack was so utterly different than anything they had ever imagined. A normal pack with a Meta just meant that the Inner Circle wasn’t able to have any pups not even the mighty Alpha but a gay pack they weren’t even allowed to get off!

It was bad enough that ever since he hit puberty he’d get so horny but be unable to ever climax. He’d fought his attraction to guys by trying to fuck some of the hottest girls in his school only to find he couldn’t even get it up with them, having to instead resort to keeping them quiet by driving them crazy as he ate them out. But now all his long held dreams were for naught. He’d never be able to be a true alpha fucking his mate all around their land. No, he had to be an alpha that submitted their sexual urges to a Meta.

‘So this Colt is supposed to be the Meta the Shaman says we need. This small, scrawny, handsome nerd who I could snap like a twig on a whip without any effort at all.’ He wanted to rebel, to tell Fate to fuck off and he’d find his own mate somehow… But that damn scent of a rushing waterfall and the insanely intoxicating wine made his mind go numb and his own cock go to stone before making a fool of himself from leaking so much. God, his body wanted this little nerd. ‘ How can I, the big alpha wolf, want such a scrawny nerd? Fuck, when did I start to think he was handsome? This isn’t right! I’m supposed to have a big strong hunk of a wolf as a mate not a scrawny human!’ The more he pushed at the thoughts the more his mind rebelled while his body went wild remembering the scent of Colt Parker.

Prime walked into his room going to his dresser where he opened one of the drawers and pulled out a small leather bag. Opening the bag he pulled out a leather band from it. It was the black leather band his aunt Sylvia had given it to him when he was 16 saying it was destined for his mate. It still looked nearly new even after all these years. He had replaced the old worn ties with strong new ones to match the strong leather with its strong black cord woven across it that was supposed to represent Prime the alpha. Now this band wasn’t meant for the mate of the alpha but for his Meta. He slumped onto the bed as a train of thought flashed before him ‘Wait a second; his aunt said this was for his mate. Oh god, was his Meta supposed to also be his Mate? Was he supposed to be the one getting fucked into the mattress? Oh Fate, what the hell have you done to me…?’