Prince Edward woke slowly. His shoulder throbbed. Groaning he felt his aching head, moved the hand to his shoulder, surprised to find it bandaged. Snapping his eyes open he looked around, hoping the man attacking him in the forest was just a dream. He lay on a thick fur blanket on the ground. A small fire smoldered across from him with meat roasting on it. He was alone. For a moment he wondered if the whole thing had been a night mare ... maybe he had fallen off his mount and been knocked out and the horse had ran off back to the village.... No that man had been all to real.
He sprang to his feet and ran blindly from the camp. He didn't know where the handsome stranger was, how far he might be but Edward would not lay there and wait for the savage man to return. The soldiers had taught him basic survival but he had no bow and arrows no water..... Now thinking about it he noticed how hungry he was ... He stumbled through the unfamiliar forest, unsure how far he was from his castle. He pushed down his ever mounting panic. If he could get far enough away before the man returned he might have a chance. Could hide if he came searching for him and eventually make his way back home.
His mind spun as his feet scrambled through the thick undergrowth. Why had the stranger attacked him? Why had he kidnapped him? Was he wanting a ransom? Did he plan to attack the castle and he had been in the wrong place at the wrong time? He'd seemed to know him...which was impossible because he sure as hell didn't know the very unforgettable stranger. Yea he was definitely not the sort of person you forget...
The vines and rocks hurt his bare feet. the unseen branches slapped at his face and the farther he got from the campfire the colder and hungrier he felt.
Rain started pouring down causing Edward's foot to slip and hit a root and he flew forward, landing heavily on the ground in a heap. So much for a stealthy escape. He groaned, his shoulder renewed its throbbing and now his knees and hands were covered cuts and bruises. He struggled back to his feet and found himself staring into eerily familiar gray eyes.
The biggest wolf-like creature he'd ever seen stood a few paces away, eyeing him critically. The animal had thick black fur that glistened in the scant sun that peeked through the trees. There was something off about him...not fully wolf. He shook his head, keeping his eyes on the animal. It didn't matter what it was. It was going to eat him alive without his sword or bow.
The beast took a menacing step towards him and he cast around, looking for anything to use as a weapon.
He grabs a branch and looking back to the wolf he froze. The animal...rippled. Again, his mind rebelled. Edward gasps as suddenly the wolf's limbs shifted, the sharp muzzle smoothed back. The hair receded back into his body. His reared upright and suddenly he was a man. A savage gray eyed man that watched him carefully.
"Where are you running to?" his low voice rumbled. He cocked his head, humor beginning to fill his eyes as he studied the boy's puzzled expression
He flushed, desperate to keep his eyes on his face though he now stood again naked in front of him. The prince had never seen any nude person especially a man and yet on this day he had seen this man naked as the day he was born and unashamed now twice. Somehow focusing on THAT kept his mind from truly spiraling away into hysteria.
"I just want to go home," he said, surprised at the force in his voice. "you wont get ransom from me.. My oldest brother is the next king not me. I will just be a soldier "
He chuckled and the deep sound of it seemed to reverberate through the young prince's bones. " vaลกa nije otkupnina i Da. Dom.... To je smjer u kojem idemo."
"I don't understand ......"
"your not ransom and Yes. Home.... That's where we're going."
He stepped towards him and his eyes betrayed him. He dropped his gaze to the stranger's swelling cock and his face reddened as fear rose in his chest.
He turned-unsure what else to do-and tried to run. Knowing it was futile but unwilling to be sedately led back to his camp.
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Adam caught him before he'd moved more than a few steps. Wrapping his massive arms around him, he pulled Edward in close to him. Tucked him back against his chest as he leaned down to nuzzle at his neck. He smelled amazing, like pine and smoke and musk and his cock throbbed in delight at the feel of the boy against him. He struggled and tried to jerk his ass away from where he pressed against him.
"If you don't want me to take you right here it's not a good idea to run. I like chasing."
Edward immediately stilled, though he tried to twist his head away from the stranger. He smiled and caught the boys ear between his lips, whispered, "I'll only hurt you if you want me to."
The prince swallowed and let his head loll forward in surrender. For the briefest of moments he actually felt a bit of disappointment. He released the boy and stepped back though his cock yearned for him. He whipped around and tried his best to punch his face, giving it all he had. The training from the soldiers might as well had been the training of a toddler the stranger easily dodged the blow.