((Thank you all for reading and I am sorry this took so long to get out. Also I promise this will be the last information dump. Be warned this story eventually will contain Non con, abuse, BDSM, violence and excessive gore. All characters are 18 and of legal age. This chapter contains what I would consider mild gore and is only a taste of what is to come.))
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Rom watched as Julian wandered throughout the room tracing all the book spines.
His eyes dilated and he felt a heated sensation around his neck, as if the silver ring were melting acid, infesting his flesh. His head felt fuzzy as a memory broke through the ring.
..."Stupid dog" A large hairy man spit in the small teens face. "You're an animal, not even intelligent enough to learn to read." A book hit the small boy in his chest and he gathered it up like it was a fragile infant. "And your filthy mother tried so hard to teach you." he laughed closing the cage door behind him.
"My mother was an angel" The kid yelled seemingly startled by his own bark.
"Watch your mouth you flea bitten mutt. Do you forget who it is who owns you?" The Man's piggish grey eyes raked over the starved frame...
"Babe?" Julian questioned hearing a whimper come from Rom.
Romulus shook his head clearing away the painful memory. The ring around his neck was causing painful little pings to travel through his neck and down to his core. "Sorry, ghosts again." He walked over to a book shelf and picked out a small book, almost like a pamphlet. Military and government opinion works were still heavily distributed. "This one is about me."
Julian looked concerned, the book was all black and had the word "enemy" scratched into the front. He was about to say something to sooth the wolf when Rom smirked.
"I have something else to show you, my babies." Rom held his hand out for Julian.
Julian wondered what in the hell Romulus would consider babies. Did he have some wolf cubs locked up somewhere? He followed Rom through the large house and down the steps. They walked through a concealed garden which Julian marveled at. The only way to see it would be an aerial view and as far as he knew nothing flew anymore. He was then led to another distant cave and a strange smell coated his nostrils. Rom lit another match and the light danced off the steel bodies of four machines.
"I know they are illegal and all but these four have been destroyed. I restored them and put combustion engines in them so the only waste is water and they run off of hydrogen and oxygen." Rom ran a large hand over the sexy curves of a purple one, the same color as his eyes. The small silver title on the back read viper.
"What are they?" Julian asked amazed by how much Rom knew about engineering. He must have tinkered with the damn steel robots for hours.
Rom's smile faltered "Cars, you've never seen a car before?" He asked. Julian had seen pictures of the time before. He didn't remember it but everyone had seen pictures. Especially since Rom had such a huge collection of printed works.
Julian shook his head no "What are they for?" He asked mesmerized by his reflection in the paint.
Rom opened the passenger door and Julian inhaled the scent of leather. "Get in"
Julian sat on the seat not sure what would happen. He watched Rom get in the other side of the metal contraption and put a plastic little robot into the big robot. The thing roared to life and the lights flashed on the monster. Julian grabbed the leather his eyes wide.
"Relax babe." Rom threw the car into reverse and backed it up into the garden. The car roared internally and raced around the track carved into Rom's garden. It moved faster and faster hitting top speeds of 175 miles per hour.
Julian looked petrified and he clung to the seat. "Out Rom, I want out!"
Rom's face fell as he pulled the viper into the garage. "We can travel faster..." He offered watching Julian shake. Julian dashed from the car. When he felt his head stop spinning he turned back to look in Rom's dark eyes. "We can take it sometimes." He offered. He didn't have the heart to tell the wolf the 'cars' terrified him. Julian could move that fast on his own two legs. His body was used to it. Moving that fast while not moving was strange.
Rom perked up "Really? You like it?" His heart fluttered. "I can find you one for your own if you'd like one. Or you can have one of mine, though I guess they're all ours anyway." Rom ran his hand over the silky contour of the hood "I would give you the world if I could Julian."
Julian walked over to Rom encasing him in his arms, and leaned down to give him a kiss. It wasn't a big change in height, just noticeable enough to where Rom had to look up. "I have a feeling we are going to have to fix it first. Besides, they can have the world. I have all I need wrapped up in my arms." Julian felt the wolf's warmth press into him in agreement. "Ti amo Rom, sei mia per sempre." Julian whispered in Italian.
"Avete mio Julian del cuore, voi siete il mio amore il mio vampiro" Romance languages sound even better coming from your lips.
Julian smiled "I wondered if you would remember your native tongue. Not many do, they speak this new crude language and have forgotten their ancestors." Julian Ran his cool fingers through the thick hair on Rom's head. "We should get a blood bank for our home." Julian commented "Makes it easier to not have to go out and hunt anytime I want food. I know you can eat people food so we could have romantic dinners at home."
Rom grinned "You called it home."
Julian swatted him "Yes, it is our home."
There was an odd fizzling pop as the collar on his neck cracked.
Rom doubled over. He felt sick and his knees made contact with the ground. Flooded with memories. Being with Julian and being happy seemed to erode the ring on the wolfs neck...
~*~*~*~
"Hey little bitch. You like the new necklace I gave you?" The large man laughed at the 12 year old wolf. He was 17.65 human years and still looked so innocent, he didn't even know what he was.
Rom lounged against the chain jerking back. The silver ring glowed blue absorbing the memory. "Fuck you!" The small boy spat.
The hairy man laughed "Soon enough my dear boy just four more months now and you will be of legal age."
~*~*~*~
A half starved boy that looked to be about sixteen was huddled in the corner. Rom was 22 now and it wouldn't be long before his wolf years caught up. The large fat hairy man walked in.
The wolf emptied his bladder in fear as his blue eyes looked at the black bar. He had changed into a wolf during his fight. The large man's nose wrinkled. "You pathetic little bitch. Did I give you permission to piss?"
Rom could have been used for a study in anatomy he was so thin. Every bone was so clearly outlined. He pushed up against the cinder block wall. "No master, I'm sorry I'm sorry" He started crying scrambling away from the fat man. He knew that stick had one of two uses; pain on the inside of him or pain on the outside. "I didn't know" He cried covered in the blood of another boy and his own. Rom was used to killing, even at that young age.
"Well now you do." The large man phased into a grey wolf and lifted its fat leg to mark the boy.
He grabbed him by the back of the neck and pushed him to the ground mounting him.
Cries of terror and shrieks of pain flooded the hall. The guards laughed. So the prisoner knew what he was now.
~*~*~*~
Rom looked big. There was not an ounce of fat on him. His eyes were a clouded purple as he sat on the floor. The fat wolf came in and this time Rom looked relaxed dazed. "No one will ever love you like I do Romulus."
He pulled on the chain and the big wolf stood. "Just my bed from now on what do you say to that?"
Rom almost always obeyed, as long as the drug was running through him. The older wolf had been hoping to break him, to slowly wean him off of it. Letting him socialize with other wolves was not helping this. Rom was a natural leader.
He spit in the face of his master a smirk playing on his lips as his eyes started to clear. The master growled and phased.
He crashed into Rom with the intention to rip him apart. Instead Rom fell face first onto the cobble floor. Blood started to pool out from under his lifeless body.
The master phased back, a hairy naked man he suffered no pain like Rom endured when he phased. He pulled him by his hair arching his neck to expose his face. "Now look what you made me do to that pretty face of yours." He spit on the gushing wound. "No one loves you Romulus and with a face like that no one ever will. Not even your mate, not even your fuck buddy Rodney."
~*~*~*~
Rom looked up into worried amber eyes. "I think the ring is breaking." He smiled and rose shakily to his feet.
"You look terrible, where is our bedroom you need to lay down." Julian supported the nearly dead weight of Romulus.
"That one" Rom indicated a door at the end of the hall and Julian scooped him up like a baby. He was taller than Rom but Rom was much bigger and so Julian had some issues carrying his bulk, despite the fact that the weight wasn't a problem.
Rom had loved his scar back then. He remembered that now. It meant that people stopped wanting to have sex with his drugged body. He had many scars on him. They had all made him ugly, and safely unwanted.
"I think that ring is to keep your memories from you." Julian noted, not just the good memories but all of them. Anything important." He touched the burn scar on Rom's thick neck. The door came within reach and Julian was pleased that he had so much strength. He crouched and used one of the arms supporting Rom to open the door. Julian gasped at the interior.
Rom, who was too tired to open his eyes smiled "I bet your face was adorable when you saw our bed."
Julian felt his meal rising to his cheeks shamefully, causing him to blush. "Yeah, although I guess I really shouldn't be surprised with any fantastic thing you do." He rested Rom down on the bed and removed his heavy boots and baggy black pants. Always shirtless Julian was happy he didn't have to contend with the extra fabric. He tucked his naked lover into the bed.
The room was massive with marble walls and floors. The bed was black iron and twisted into an almost Celtic looking pattern. Julian pulled back the black silk comforter feeling the under feathers of birds move. "The pillows are filled with down too." Rom informed him with a smile. "It was easier to come by than cotton fillers."
Julian nodded even though Rom's eyes were closed. "God you look so sexy against those silk red sheets." Julian pealed off his own clothing not expecting a response and pulled Rom into his arms.
