Little Transitions

Forced Love

Matt's POV

You know what? I'm done with being thrown off to the side. I'm done with being put down.

It’s always "Bad Matt!" or "Cut it out, Matt!"

I'm done with her nonchalant, mean attitude, and I'm completely done with her and that "Alex" guy. He is nothing but trouble. I can smell it.

I love Saskia so much, but she needs to know how important our friendship is to me; and her pack. Even if that means showing her some brute force.

I need to teach my Master how to respect my needs and emotions.

I need to teach her a lesson about who I am; and what I can do to her.

She's been a very bad girl.

"SASKIA!" I shriek, still stuck behind the steering wheel as she storms her way inside. She throws the middle finger my way, then slams the door behind her.

My blood begins to boil. The disrespect, the entitlement to think that she can treat me like this…

I try to control my breathing, but it doesn’t work. I’m starting to lose a semblance of my psyche.

Uh oh.

I guess we’re going with brute force, to the fullest.

Control it Matt. Don't do it.

My breathing becomes sporadic now, my heart racing out of my chest to the point where I can hear it audibly.

Matt, don't do this! You'll scare her!

My eyesight changes from colorful, to colorless, the only thing I can see being black and white or heat and cold objects. I look down at my hands, and they are as red as my eyes.

Matt, you can't do this.

My bones begin to pop and my body starts to contort in my seat. I start growling in ecstasy, feeling the pain and pleasure of my transformation coming into fruition.

I step out of my car, feeling powerful and filled with destruction.

She needs to finally understand her true purpose.

I swiftly make it to the front door, and throw it open. Figuring out where she is will be easy. How she will react, well. We’ll see.

"SASKIA! YOU NEED TO COME DOWNSTAIRS, NOW!" I scream. My teeth are protruding, becoming sharper and longer. Won’t she be excited to see this.

She’ll understand, soon.

"f**k you!" She calls from her room.

Her words usually hurt me. They would normally make me feel awful and disgusting.

But not right now. Now, her words just fuel me to do great things to her.

I'm sprinting up the stairs now.

Her room door is shut and locked, but I rip it from its hinges open her door like she did to my f*****g car, and throw it off to the side.

"Hello Master." I say sweetly, knowing that my teeth and eyes must be a sight for her.

This'll be so fun.

Saskia’s POV

"Hello Master." Matt says in a rather deep and trembling voice.

"Didn't I tell you not to bother me?" Before I continue my rant, Matt’s demeanor completely haunts any words from leaving my lips.

Holy s**t.

Is he wearing a costume?

“Uh…” I start. His once green eyes were now a deep shiny red, and his

hair was all mused and sticking to his face. His eyes was screaming that he was ready to kill, and I swear he grew 3 times bigger, too.

And are those fangs?! He looks completely petrifying.

"M-Matt?"

He growls, then steps closer to me. "C'mere Master. I gotta speak with you."

"Stay back!" I grab a lamp from my nightstand and wave it in front of me.

"Heh." He hunches over so he's on all fours, causing me flinch. "Scared now?" He chuckles deeply, then crawls towards me. I shrink back into my bed, screaming and flailing the lamp around like a madman.

"My Master shouldn't be afraid of her own pet."

"What? Snap out of it Matt!” I yell, throwing the lamp his direction. It blatantly misses. He laughs again, then pounces on the bed, causes the bed frame to crack under his weight.

"Saskia.” He is about a foot away from me now, a Cheshire smile plastered on his face.

"Please leave me alone." I whisper. He pounced on me, pulling me down onto the floor. He then began dragging me out of my room, causing me to splutter for words and knock into the walls. He stops at the top of the stairs.

"Matt." I sob. "Please Matt. Please don't kill me."

"I would never do that.” He looked down at me with a softer expression, but I did not feel comforted.

“I just need you to shut your mouth for once and let me f*****g speak."

Hold on. Nobody speaks to me like that. Even if it was a terrifying monster of a beast.

"LET. ME. GO!" I scream, my lungs becoming tight from the lack of oxygen.

"Alright, is this how you're going to be?” He holds onto both of my fighting hands with one of his own, then tears off a piece of his shirt from his body.

“Do I need to put a muzzle on my own Master?" He says with a sinister smile.

"PLEASE, I’M NOT A MASTER!"

"I think that's a yes." He smiles even wider.

With my hands still in his, he leans down and stuffs the piece of shirt in my mouth, despite my bites and spits of protest. He then straddles me.

Matt has completely lost his mind, and I don’t know what to do.

Matts POV

You know, if I wasn't about to make her feel my pain, I would've totally taken this moment to really take in all of Master. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always thought she was beautiful, liking her a lot, but this scene below me makes my heart race so fast.

Her long, jet black hair was spread all around her like a dark angelic halo, and her white sweatshirt was gone; only leaving her in a spaghetti strapped black tank top. She is thin but strong, making her that much more attractive to me.

Her usually dark brown eyes are black now because of my vision, but I can see that they are wide and glazed over with fear. Her ebony skin was dewy from being dragged around, but other than that; she was absolutely enticing in this moment.

"Mmh!" She splutters, tears slowly starting to trail down her flawless skin. The feeling of overpowering her feels so damn good right now. God, now it's time to have some fun.

Saskia’s POV

"You're supposed to be my strong, powerful Master. " Matt says sternly, pinning my arms above me.

"But you've been acting like such a b***h lately. You need to learn, Saskia. You need to learn about us, and how we are supposed to act to each other.”

He slowly lowers his head and spits harshly in my face. “Kindly, sweetly, and respectfully. Oh, I will teach you everything Master. Like you've said day after day, you need something new in your life. Some change to come to you…" I try to wiggle free, but this causes him growl at my protests. He licks his lips and slowly lips the side of my face. He moans deeply. I whimper and try my best to move myself out from under him and his advances.

"Accept it first Master, then I'll get you out of the gag." I pause. His voice is somewhat back to normal. I reluctantly listen to him for once.

"Just come and endure this journey with me ." Matt says hungrily, his callously hands still keeping my wrists pinned above my head. "You'll feel so alive, so free and powerful…" The dirty gag stops my protests. He chuckles, then leans down closer until were mere inches apart. "I know that this is the kind of thing you've been wanting, so why not let in this little transition?"

I have no idea where he's going with all of this! Maybe if I just listen to him for a second, he'll take the gag off, then I'll…I'll…

I'll figure out something.

I stop moving. I don't know what I'm agreeing too, but whatever gets me out of this situation is worth the risk.

I nod, feeling defeated.

"Finally. Finally you listen to me." He says proudly. He slowly takes the gag out of my mouth, leaving a trail of saliva on the corner of my lip. He takes one of his hands from my wrists, and slowly wipes it away. He then lifts my chin up so that I meet his eyes.

"You're absolutely beautiful…" He leans in closer, only a couple centimeters away from my lips. His eyes were closed, and his hair was sticking to his forehead. I can still see some of his fangs protruding out of his mouth, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.

I've wanted to kiss Matt before, but uh, under different circumstances. With him like this, there's no way in hell. What is he anyway?

Why didn't I ask this question sooner?

"W-what are you?" I whisper.

His red eyes are now half lidded, his lips brushing against mine...

"I'm a wolf, Master. I'm your wolf."

...

Did...did he just?

I couldn't believe it. I can't believe this. This has to be some kind of joke, right?

The wolf grazed his fingers under my shirt. This sure as hell felt pretty believable.

Okay. Maybe this is for real. Maybe this beast above me is an actual wolf. A wolf that I "own" supposedly.

And a wolf that is now kissing me with full on force, sharp teeth clashing against mine, nicking my lips and gums harshly.

"Aah!" I choke out, blood starting to run down my throat.

"Mmh." He moans.

This is awful, absolutely disgusting!

I try to throw him off, but both his hands are around my wrists again, and his legs are keeping me from kicking him.

Come on Raven. Thinkthinkthink.

His kisses trail from my mouth, slowly down to my neck. Then he trails towards the jugular vein, licking then biting down on it harshly; causing me to scream out in pain.

No! Not like this! There has to be something I can do!

I can feel the blood from the bite wound slowly dripping down my neck. He laps it up hungrily.

Aha! I got it!

"ALEX!" I scream loudly, causing Matt to stop his ministrations, and to look at me with a dead-pan expression.

"Did you just call his name?"

"I-I think I did." I say breathlessly, then wait for my savior to come…but he doesn't.

After some time, Matt starts chuckling.

"You're going to pay for that little outburst Maste-!" Out of nowhere, Matt was shoved off of me, and was thrown against the dryer. He laid like that for a while; groaning from the impact.

"Need some help, my dear?" Alex's sweet voice says. He holds out his hand for me to grab.

Before I could, Matt stands up swiftly, like he didn't just get thrown into a hunk of metal.

"We were talking." He says deeply.

"Oh yes."Alex starts. "Kissing your Master and giving her wounds is definitely talking."

Matt starts growling like a mad dog. "Back. Up." He says darkly.

"No. I knew she wasn't safe with you. Your power is too great. The only way it can be controlled is if Saskia here, understands who you are." He picks me up bridal style. "And so far; you're not doing a good job at explaining anything. Isn't that right Saskia?" I nod unknowingly.

What is going on?

"No…no! She needs to stay with me! You know what happens if she's not, you bastard!"

"Exactly." Alex says with a smile.

"NO!" Matt shrieks. His eyes become a darker shade of red, and he starts clutching his skull.

"I WON'T LET YOU TAKE HER!" His whole body contorts in different, painful directions while screaming in agony. Then, in the blink of an eye; he has transformed into very large beast…

My eyes widen impossibly.

Its fur is a deep brown, like Matt's hair color. Its eyes are crimson, and deadly looking. His teeth are shown in a wicked snarl, and its ears are flattened tightly against its large head. The paws are mammoth sized, showing their long, silverish nails. All in all, the thing is absolutely huge and menacing.

H-He's actually a-

"Wolf." I whisper unbelievably, clutching Alex's neck even tighter.

"Saskia." Alex whispers. "I want you to hide."

I whimper.

"It's going to be okay. On the count of three, I'm going to put you down. Right when your feet touch the ground; start running."

"No Alex. Please don't leave me." I say quietly.

"Just trust me, Saskia."

It looks like I have no other choice. I'm gunna have to.

"O-okay." I say apprehensively.

"Alright. One…"

Matt snarls loudly, creeping his large body towards us.

"Two…"

Alex's body becomes searing hot, and his eyes turn from his lovely shade of blue, to an intense sun kiss orange. Matt is moving swiftly towards us with this rage in his eyes, growling intensely.

"THREE!"

My feet touch the ground, and I run.