(Rated M for forcible touch/violence.) 

Sage had been outback of the clubhouse throwing out that trash he had just pulled from all the bins. He picked up some open slots on the cleanup sheet to pull more weight and show he really wanted to be here and that he was grateful for the opportunity. When he heard a muffled voice coming from around the right side of the building something deep in his gut told him to stay and listen. Nosiness was never a trait of his. He had learned the hard way once with Patrick and never dared to repeat himself since.

"I'm working on it boss, it's just taking more time than I thought. . . . He's never alone, there's always someone fucking here with him. . .  Even if I could get him in his office someone would see me go in. . . It's going to happen! Mike will be alone even if I have to force my plan . . . No Adam doesn't want to be a part of it. He doesn't want his hands bloody but everything else checks out. . .  He wants his hands clean of it. . . Boss . . . Right. Yes Sir. . .I understand. . . . " 

There was a long pause before they started speaking again, "No Sir. He hasn't picked up on me yet. I'm sure he won't remember after all the fucks he's had I'm sure . . . "

Matt whipping around the corner so fast that Sage didn't have time to move. Finding it even harder for himself to do so once Matt pushed him up against the building. Placing his forearm over his neck pressing just enough to make it hard for him to breathe.

"I thought you knew better than to snoop on people's conversations."

"I . . I . . "

"Oh lying too." Matt tisking as he shook his head, "Patrick would be displeased with you. He's already so upset that you ran away. I'm sure you don't want to make him anymore mad than he already is with you. "

His green eyes growing wide at the name drop. Sage always had an off feeling about Matt when he was around. His scent was just one of many he crossed paths with. Sage never able to place it till now. Matt watching as it all clicked in his little head, smirking.

They had crossed paths many years ago before he was broken in and started to be pimped out. Matt had his go with him.

"Are you lost out here?" Called Stacy the other helper for the evening, leaning out the back door.

Matt dropped his arm giving Sage the look that just dared him to speak out of turn, "No I'll be in, in a moment. It's just such a nice night out."

"Okay, don't stay out too long."

Once the door clicked shut Matt pushed Sage back up against the wall leaning in close to him sniffing along the side of his neck. He needed to think fast Sage clearly heard everything he just said. Patrick was already pissed at him for taking so long with his mission. He couldn't afford to have any more hiccups along the way. Running the tip of his nose along his warm flesh.

"You know I've always found you to be sweet." Huffed Matt.

"Please. . . " Begged Sage, "I promise I won't say anything. I didn't hear anything. I promise. . . I. . ."

"I don't believe you, unfortunately." Snapped Matt.

Jerking Sage up from the wall slamming him back down this time face first. Holding his head in place by his hair, "I know as soon as I let you go you'll run straight to Colt."

"I won't I promise."

"Your promises mean nothing to me. I need insurance."

Matt needed to make sure that Sage wouldn't rat on him but he also couldn't kill him right here either. Others knew he was coming tonight and his scent would be all over the place. He had to be smart and quick before someone else walked out catching the two of them.

Sage in tears, his body shaking underneath the weight of Matt on him. He never thought twice about exposing the nape of his neck before. Patrick's one rule was for no one to mark him there. Bonding was not allowed. If anyone dared to he would simply kill them breaking the bond. Ensuring that if such was done he would also go after any family or loved ones they had just to prove how serious he was about the matter.

Bonding was only done between alpha and omega. Those of whom were usually in a relationship together and chose to be paired for life. Bonding wasn't an act that was to be taken lightly at all. Matt personally seeing it as the only option he had here since killing him was off the table. He needed to make sure Sage didn't talk. Bonding with Sage would give him control over the boy. At least give him enough to scare him into complete submission.

"Please don't. Please. . .do. . d. . .don't. . . " Begged Sage, repeatedly.

Matt acting, telling himself he could work the kinks out later. Running his tongue along the nape of his neck, covering his mouth with one hand while he jerked his head to the side and bit down. Sage screamed out muffled cries. His body soared with the worst pain he's ever felt. Pushing against the wall trying his hardest to break the hold Matt had over him.

Matt tore into his flesh, drawing blood up to mix with his saliva to complete the bond. His legs gave away as Matt sucked, he lost all feeling. It honestly felt like that last bit of his soul was being taken from him. The last few little pieces he tried so hard to keep with him. Every time a man touched him they took a sliver, every time he was beating or hurt a sliver was taken. Chipping away little by little and now Matt had taken the last little bit of him.