Author name: happysgolucky
Artist name: sillie82
Genre: rps, au
Word count: 29,993
Summary: Werewolves and humans don’t usually mix, but there are rare times when mates are found among the human population. Jared is a cocky alpha destined to take over when his father retires. He isn’t interested in finding a mate at all, preferring casual hook ups over entanglements. Jensen is a human physical therapist who has no idea that werewolves exist. Destined to meet, this is their love story.
Author Notes: I would like to thank the whole J2/SPN community for providing me so much inspiration with the amazing stories I have found here. They gave me the courage to finally try to write one! I would like to thank my amazing beta, jonjokeat, who gave me so much helpful advice. And a special thanks to sillie82 for the amazing art work for this story. She has amazing talent.
Disclaimer: I don't own these people and make up stories about them for my own enjoyment. No money has been made from this fiction.
Closing his cell phone with a smile, Jensen looked down at the patient records he had been studying prior to Jared’s phone call. Even after a month, just hearing the other man’s voice made him happy. They had spent a lot of time together in the past few weeks, movies, basketball games, although they rooted for different teams, and he didn’t believe it for one second that it was pack policy that you had to root for the Spurs even if you were a Mavericks fan like Jensen. They had shared quite a few dinners and quiet nights talking, kissing and other things. They hadn’t had full on sex yet and Jensen was man enough to admit he wanted them to take things to the next level. But according to Jared, they couldn’t ‘make love’ until after the claiming ceremony, which was scheduled to take place two weeks from Saturday.
Not that Jensen was counting down the days.
Because. He. Wasn’t.
Ok he was.
He wasn’t sure exactly what was going to happen during the “ceremony” besides the biting and subsequent blood drinking, both things he was trying hard not to think about. It would take place in front of the whole pack apparently and his nerves were on edge at the idea of being on display for a bunch of strangers. Thankfully, Chris would be attending, as well as Danni. Jensen had been worried initially about telling her the truth about Jared, but it hadn’t been necessary. She took the news of his pending “nuptials” in stride like she did everything else, and didn’t even seem that shocked when he mentioned how unusual the situation was and that he would fill her in completely when she arrived in Dallas two days prior to the ceremony.
It was the after part Jensen was really looking forward to. After the claiming ceremony and “reception” he and Jared would go on a “honeymoon.” Apparently there was a cabin in the woods where they would spend one week alone during Jensen’s first moon cycle as a wolf. The more he thought about the idea of turning into a wolf, the more scared and excited he felt. He couldn’t imagine it and despite Jared’s patience for Jensen’s never-ending questions about it, he couldn’t picture it right.
Despite his misgivings about becoming Jared’s mate, it had turned out to be fairly painless, and, if he was being honest with himself, very enjoyable. His life continued on exactly as it had before, work, Chris, fixing up his house. That was the only drawback. Jensen loved his house and was loathe to leave it, but it did make more sense for him to move into Jared’s ‘wing’ of the Padalecki mansion, at least for now. They had spoken about perhaps building their own home together down the road. The big improvement in his life was of course Jared. He would have never imagined that he could meet a man like Jared. Beautiful inside and out, smart, fun, just a bit goofy and devoted to Jensen. He still had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming the whole scenario up. Of course, mythical creatures such as werewolves hadn’t often been in his fantasies prior to meeting Jared, but they were quickly becoming his favorite supernatural creature. And soon, he would be one of them.
The day had finally arrived and Jared couldn’t keep still, despite his mother cuffing him across the head half a dozen times as she adjusted his robe. He hadn’t seen Jensen in three long days because of pack ritual and knowing his mate was somewhere in the large building was making him a bit crazy.
“Jared, I swear to god if you don’t stop moving around, I am going to have your father strap you down until the ceremony,” his mother huffed at him, moving around to his back to make sure his robe was hitting the floor perfectly.
Jared sighed and said, “Sorry Mom” and tried to hold his position. He was excited and nervous and a little scared. He hadn’t imagined this moment in his life until he’d seen Jensen that first time at the bar and now it was all he could do not to run out of the room so he could get the whole process going.
The door to the room opened and his father eased himself in, shutting the door firmly behind him. Jared pounced immediately.
“Is he here? Did you see him? Does he look nervous? Is he OK?” He peppered his father with questions as Gerry approached him. His father chuckled slightly and answered, “Yes, Yes, Yes and I have no idea. He has Simon’s son and a gorgeous redheaded young lady with him.”
Jared beamed, “That must be Danni, I haven’t met her yet, but Jen says she is awesome.”
With a flourish and a huge sigh his mother finally stood straight and said, “You are ready, thank god; I thought I might have to kill you right before you claim your mate.” She and Gerry shared a laugh as he put his arm around her. Jared walked over to the full length mirror, studied his reflection and wondered what Jensen would think.
His robe was simple, blue velvet covered him from head to toe, embossed with silver thread that was woven intricately through the material. The symbol for the Padalecki pack was over his heart and he reached out to trace it with his finger. With a final check in the mirror, he turned to his parents and with a slightly exaggerated model’s pose he said, “How do I look?”
His parents smiled back at him and his father said, “Well, you aren’t ugly. That’s about all I can give you, Son.” He laughed as his wife hit him in the stomach as she walked to stand in front of her son. Putting both hands on each side of his face, she whispered to Jared, “You’re beautiful, he will love it.” With tears shimmering in her eyes, she fiddled for the tie of his robe, sniffled and said, “Let’s go get us another Son, Gerry.”
With that his parents smiled at him one last time, leaving Jared alone in the room. He watched the seconds tick by on an ornate clock, waiting for the moment to arrive.
“I look ridiculous,” Jensen wailed at his reflection while Danni kneeled at his back adjusting what he figured had to be his fairy wings. Grimacing at himself in the mirror he growled, “I look like I’m attending the Hogwarts Academy For Gays.” He grabbed a handful of fabric in his hand as if by touching it, he could change its appearance.
Danni stood up, adjusting his robe on his back and said, “Shut up you whiny bitch and you know damn well Hogwarts wouldn’t discriminate against gays since Dumbledore himself enjoyed the ‘wand’.” Snorting at her own joke she circled around to the front and grabbed him by the ties of the robe.
“Listen to me Jen. You look great. These are Jared’s pack colors, silver and blue. He wears blue with silver, you wear silver with blue and when you are claimed, you both get robes that signify the union. It’s very standard apparently.” Giving him a big smile she attempted to fix his hair, but he batted her hand away.
“How the hell do you even know any of that?” Watching her face carefully, he didn’t miss the color that suddenly appeared on her cheeks.
“I might have had a conversation or two with Chad in the last two days.” Chris chuckled from the chair he was seated in and Danni turned to glare at him.
Jensen knew his face reflected the astonishment he felt. “Chad? You met Chad? More than once? What the hell, Danni?” He wasn’t mad, he was nervous and on edge and he looked like an idiot in the robe with nothing on underneath. Apparently, part of the “claiming” took place naked. Just what he wanted. To be naked in front of a group of strangers.
Danni picked at invisible lint on his robe and kept her eyes down. “He apparently is the one that arranged my flight and my hotel room. Which, if you had bothered to come to see me, you’d know is awesome. In the room was a bottle of wine with a really beautiful bouquet of flowers and a basket full of treats. There was a card that said, “I am at your service” signed by Chad with his phone number. I called to thank him and ask him for a few details and he came by. We had dinner in my room one night, and then breakfast at a cute little place he knows yesterday.” Finally meeting Jensen’s eyes she smiled.
“Cute?” Jensen had met Chad a few times and cute was never something he’d thought. Douchey, smartass, somewhat amusing. Those were all things he would say about Chad. But cute? Yeah. No.
Danni nodded firmly. “Yes, cute. Now come on, it’s time.” Grabbing his hand she pulled him to the door. Before opening it, she turned once more and embraced him. “I am so happy for you Jackles.”
He returned the hug and buried his face in her beautiful red hair for a moment. Finally, pulling away he pasted a smile on his face and said, “Give me a second with Chris, will you?” She nodded and shot Chris a look over his shoulder before closing the door. Chris stood up and gave Jensen an exaggerated up and down look, a smile in his bright blue eyes. “You clean up good, Jenny,” he said.
Jensen smiled and said, “I just wanted to say thanks for this. You know, I might never have given him a chance…..” He trailed off as Chris held up a hand.
“What are you talking about? I almost ruined this for you by being so damned overprotective.” There was regret in his expression and Jensen reached out to clamp his hand down on Chris’ shoulder.
“Well, maybe that first night you out-douched Chad, but you made up for it later. I’m grateful, Chris.” He squeezed Chris’ shoulder one last time and stepped away, glancing at himself once more in the mirror and taking a deep breath.
Chris’s voice was soft behind him, but their eyes met in the mirror. “You deserve this, Jenny. Happy looks good on you.”
Jensen smiled widely at him and with a small flourish of his robe he turned and said, “Yeah, yeah, bitch, I know I’m beautiful. Now let’s go get me claimed so I can turn into a huge animal and bite you in the ass.” Chris laughed and opened the door.
Jensen sat at Jared’s side, sipping fragrant red wine and picking at the plate of food his ‘mate’ had placed in front of him. Jared was having an animated conversation with Danni, but his hand was firmly planted on Jensen’s thigh. It gave Jensen a chance to think about the ceremony they had just gone through a couple of hours before.
He had worried a lot for nothing, but that was his style. Despite the amount of people encircling the large room, when it had come down to the ceremony, it had felt like it was only he and Jared. First, Jared’s father had made a speech welcoming Jensen to the pack and read the sacred words for when a wolf finds their mate. Despite his nerves, Jensen had found it beautiful. His number two in the pack, Jim Beaver, a grizzled faced man with kind eyes had been at his side while he spoke. Then came the moment for Jared to bite Jensen. They had both removed their robes and kneeled facing one another. Jared had taken Jensen’s face between his hands, gazed into his eyes lovingly and repeated the words his father had spoken.
“I, Jared Tristan Padalecki, give myself to you, Jensen Ross Ackles as your mate. I claim you in the name of the Padalecki pack of Dallas, Texas. I vow from this day forward to put no wolf or human above you. You are my mate, my true love and my other half.” Jensen felt his eyes well with tears as Jared leaned in to kiss him adoringly.
Then it was his turn. His voice was shaky as he spoke. “I, Jensen Ross Ackles, give myself to you, Jared Padalecki, as your mate. I claim you as my own for eternity. I vow from this day forward to put no human or wolf before you. You are my mate, my true love and my other half.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Jared’s, deepening the kiss until Gerry cleared his throat to the snickers in the crowd. Then Jensen had lain down and Jared had transformed into his wolf. Fighting the nerves he felt, he’d tried to smile reassuringly at the large creature and was rewarded with a lick across the nose.
The wolf had circled him a few times, sniffing delicately and then laid down at his side. Jensen watched in fascination as the wolf licked the skin over his hip bone several times and then bit down quickly. The pain was instant and awful, but the wolf licked it continuously and slowly Jensen felt the pain ebbing away. When the bleeding at the bite subsided the wolf licked his face a few times and then transformed back into his human form. The huge smile Jared wore was obvious in either form.
Two pack members approached them and slipped different robes over their shoulders, these ones equal parts blue and silver, and identical, signifying that Jared and Jensen were now “one” to each other and to the pack. Gerry had stepped forward with a dagger and ornate golden bowl and approached his son. Jensen was scared but Jared just pulled up the sleeve of his robe and presented his arm to his father, who smiled down at his kneeling son. With a quick move of the blade, Jared’s arm began to bleed and Gerry caught the blood in the golden bowl. After a few moments he was satisfied with the amount and leaned down and licked his son’s arm, the wound closed almost instantly. Fascinated, Jensen was startled when Gerry was standing in front of him suddenly, holding out the bowl.
“Jensen, this is Padalecki Pack Blood, and when you drink it, you become one with your mate, and part of our pack forever. This is not a decision to take lightly. Do you wish to be Jared’s mate and part of my pack?”
Jensen swallowed nervously but met his new Alpha’s eyes. “Yes, Alpha, I wish to be Jared’s mate and a member of your pack.” At that Gerry smiled and handed him the bowl, and Jensen quickly drank the contents.
Gerry then grabbed Jensen’s hand, and placed it in Jared’s proclaiming them “Mates for life.” Jared leaned over to kiss him enthusiastically while the room exploded in thunderous applause.
Saying their goodbyes seemed to take forever and Jensen had lost count of how many hands he had shook in the last half hour. All the faces and names were starting to blur together and the line seemed to never end. He had just kissed the hand of Jared’s Great Aunt Beatrice and thanked her for coming, blushing when she called him a catch, when a couple that approached caught his attention.
The woman was small and dark, beautiful, but she gave him a bad feeling. Her gaze was laser focused on Jared and even without breathing in her scent he knew this was the bitch that had touched his mate a few weeks ago. She was accompanied by an older, handsome gentleman with laughing brown eyes and dark hair that was just beginning to salt and pepper. The woman had embraced Jared and Jensen could see his mate tensing at the contact. Then she had approached Jensen with a smirk on her face, offered a limp hand and “welcomed him to the family.” The man, JD Morgan “call me Jeff” had been slightly nicer, pumping Jared’s hand up and down and welcoming Jensen to the “pack”. He seemed nice but again, Jensen felt at unease with the man. It was as if the truth was just under the surface but neither of them would allow him to see the ‘real’ them.
Finally, there were in Jared’s truck, waving their goodbyes to the crowd on the sidewalk. He just had a moment to see Chad whisper something to a laughing Danni before they turned down a different street and were enveloped in the night.