Marked?

Caleb felt the grip on his neck loosen as he fell on the floor. His eyes were closed while he still struggled to breathe properly as to care about anything that was happening around him. All of his surroundings were a blur to him at that moment as he came to realize that his worst fear almost came true. He wasn't even sure at that point whether or not he was marked yet.

By the time Caleb could focus on what was happening he saw four wolves one against three going at each other. Next to him sat Matt who kept patting Caleb to calm him down. "Are you okay"? Matt asked softly but received no reaction from Caleb who was too busy staring at that fight. 

Caleb tried getting his act together which is why he managed to get up despite feeling dizzy. Matt continued to pat his back as he gained back his composure. While in a four against one match it was obvious the four would win, those four wolves were drunk and all of them were betas fighting with an Alpha in rut.