Xaven, Drake and Ralphie felt like they'd been chewed up, spit out and everything in between.  they rode in the back of a van, a rental, his uncle was driving, and trying to explain what had happened, about what they now where, what it meant.  Xaven simple didn't want to listen, he didn't care what type of gift it was, he only knew he'd hurt the woman he loved, the flash he saw every time he closed the eyes, the feeling, that animal like instinct, and the pain..  Marcus, in the font seat "the Pain happens the first time, during the Awakening, its your body's first time going through something like that, the other times, its not going to be so hard, but we are heading far enough away where you can learn some control, with age comes more control.  you can change whenever, but the full moons will force a change" going on and on.  Xaven held his phone in his hand, having sent a text, or a series of Text.  "Nessie, you know that i love you, and I'm sorry, beyond sorry that i cannot be there for you, while your recovering, please believe me its not that i don't want to be, i want to be with you more then anything, and when i can, i will be.  but there is something that i need to do, something that i wasn't prepared for, and now i have to deal with that first." that was the first one, the next part. "your beautiful, smart, amazing and before you became my first, you were my best friend.. i don't expect you to remain faithful or celibate, I'd never ask that, i want you happy above anything else, and one day, i hope i can come back and make you that.. love in this life and the next.. Xaven"
that was the worst way to break up with someone, but he couldn't risk being near her, something about her carrying his smell, would make his emotions rise, and that brought on a premature change, he half listened to his uncle.  "Xaven" Marcus said. "trust me, right now i know this is the last thing you wanted, but she's safer away from you, then near you" 

---------------Five Years Later------------

Xaven stood in the kitchen of the house he and the three had taken to living in, their town, and the woods surrounding it was their Territory, it was home.  unfortunately the house wasnt technically there's, but as long as the bills were paid on time, no one cared they were squatting.  it had been five years, and in that time he, Drake and Ralph had learned what they needed from Marcus, the basics of control, that their bodies were not normal anymore, they were more.. they needed to eat more to maintain their strength, they had to learn to control their senses in and out of their wolf form.  it had taken a year, and then Marcus had just left, claiming he was not a pack type werewolf, he preferred to roam the world, but he did caution them that there were others of their kind, to always be on guard.  

Making a killer breakfast sandwich, or in this instance four of them, he had four bagel bottoms, two fried eggs on each one, melted cheese laid on top, then he added the sausage patties, followed by two more eggs, then the tops, which held Light mayo.  his breakfast done, he moved to the table, sat down to eat when he looked up, watching as another one.. one of Drake's "conquests" leaving.  this one wearing a short skirt and leather top.  Xaven shook his head, before he focused on eating.  Drake came down, a smirk on his face. "brought home another one i see" Xaven said. "cant help it" Drake said, taking out the gallon of orange juice and opening it, he turned it up and guzzled it.  Xaven heard it all before, along with all the other things, to females they had a scent, a primal type scent that reached a woman on their more primal urges, it told them that these were strong, desired males.  Ralph called it Animalistic Attraction, and Drake used it whenever her could, there was no love with the women he brought back with him, it was just sex, nothing more.  "well, Mr. cant help it, fix yourself something to eat, we got work to get to if we want to keep staying indoors, we got to pay the bills"