“FUCK!!” The curse rebounds the room as I punch the mattress as soon as the door shuts. ‘Great just fucking great!! Way to go dumbass! Way. To. Fucking. GO!!’
Only the gods would know where he ran off too. Fuck. Digging my fingers out of the mattress the growing headache against my eye’s thuds with every painstaking movement. By this point though I’m starting to get used to it, I shouldn’t but I am as I yank my jacket off the floor and make my way outside. The cold air prickling my skin as I let my feet carry me aimlessly. Jacket and shoes dragging against the concrete as the headlights above clicked on.
Rubbing my eyes with one hand the jumbled familiar voice reaches my ears. Confused and a tad bit curious I follow them until both Garrett and Jackson come into view. Their bouts of laughter probably more relaxed as the familiar red solo cups sit within their hands.
“Told you, freak wouldn’t know what hit him.” Garrett spoke as the soft thudding music behind him announced the growing party.
“I’m surprised normie, your sharp shooting is better than most hunters. Where in the word did you learn it?” Jackson asked taking a slow sip from his drink his eye watchful of the moving people within.
“Well, my aunt is a big game hunter growing up she would teach me everything she knows. Took me on trips till I was thirteen.” Garrett responds with a slow shrug his eyes following Jackson’s to the party. “Do you think he will actually submit after this?”
“When I’m done with him, yes. I’m the alpha here and nobody challenges me.” Jackson growls out, chugging the rest of his drink before crushing the cup and throwing it behind his shoulder. “Come on let’s go see if the new chew toy is ready.” With that said, Garrett downs his cup and quick follows.
“Oh fuck, please they didn’t.” My brain is racing all to fast at what could have happened, my tail barely moving as I cautiously follow behind them. Reaching a good-sized shed a dull light being the only source as he digs through his pocket for keys. Finally opening the door after a moment of silence my heart sinks at the sight.
A deep dark brown wolf with barred fangs growls dangerously at them its familiar golden orbs sharp as they try to push off the floor, snapping inches from where they stood. The loud whimper that follows makes my blood boil as they fall back to the ground, body jerking and seizing as electricity danced through them.
“Guess we’ll have to wait and see how long it takes for him to give up.” Jackson grumbles holding a remote in one hand. Pressing the button, the wolf below grinds its teeth holding back any sort of noise as another bout of electricity rushes through their tense form.
“How long you think he’s going to hold out? It’s been a good three hours now since we caught him?”
Those words make my heart lurch, ‘Three hours’ had I been sulking in our room for that long. Slipping up beside the side of the shed, I wait as long as I could as they continue to play with that fucking remote. Shocking who I could only assume was Newton because of the color of the pelt repeatedly.
Hour passed before at last they stepped out of the shed, how Newton lasted so long could have been anyone’s guess. But the look, those sharp eyes told another story. They where lucky as hell he was restrained.
Once they both start walking away towards the now semi-dead party. Probably happier with who they caught then keeping up their images right now for a stupid party. Shaking my head, I watch them disappear into the house before making my move. Magic burning against my fingertips the lock on the door falls to the floor with ease. Before slipping into the room, I take one quick glance towards the house.
‘Fuck even that gives me a headache.’
Sneaking inside my feet carry me towards the collapsed wolf whose head pivots in my direction those sharp eyes giving way to exhaustion as soon as I came into view.
“Well hello to you too puppy.” I spoke softly watching his movement as I step in front of him, dropping to my knees as soon as I’m close enough. “Hadn’t seen you like this since we were kids and you turned for the first time.” The soft chuckle that falls make his head lift, falling just a second later into my lap. Reaching forward my fingers go to grasp the lock at his neck only to stop at the sharp nudge against my stomach “What?”
Confusion hits my face as I watch him for a second, his teeth nipping at the front of my shirt. Reaching for the lock once more he yanks himself backwards and away from my hand. The realization dawning on me as a whimper pulls from his throat.
“Newton, hey its not going to shock me, see.” Laying my hand against one of the chains wrapped around him. “It’s off okay.” Drawing my fingers through his fur, I take either side of his head cautiously pulling it back into my lap to get a better look at the lock. “Trust me this time, just this time.” His body relaxes against mine, lifting his head, I place it against my shoulder and start to work on the lock as fast as possible.
The damn thing is harder than it looks. Especially with the tied-up individual is a stubborn with in the mood for fucking cuddles.
“Oh, you are so going to kill me after this, do you even know what you’re doing right now? Or is this your wolf just wanting to act like an overgrown puppy?” I question him the joking tone receiving a small nudge as the lock falls to the ground. Reaching to take his head into my hands, I make him look at me. “Newton, if you can hear me in there, I need you to follow close behind me alright? Can you do that for me puppy?”
The whimper that pulled from his throat breaks my heart as I push up off the ground and cautiously open the door. Outside the party’s music has died down to a low thudding, a few shadows from some of the lit windows catch my eyes but besides that the coast looks as clear as its going to get. Reaching for the scruff of his neck I lift his head up to start walking towards the woods, his head bobbing as we walked. My fingers over my mouth to hold back laughter as we reach the underbrush.
“All we got to do is get you back to our dorm from there we are home free puppy.” I mumble as my fingers release the scruff of his neck. From there we walk in silence until a sharp pain ruptured the back of my skull, everything spotting as I hit the ground.
“And what do you think you’re doing?”
***
‘Fuck why does my body hurt? Why is everything so blurry? A soft voice hits my ears, familiar but I can’t place it.’
“Follow close behind me alright? Can you- puppy?”
‘Agh, my fucking head, what happened?’
Feeling fingers cores against the fur makes a chill running through my burning nerves. Gripping the scruff of my neck they seem to pull me along until the underbrush digs into my paws. Shaking my head, I try my hardest to clear my vision as we walk.
“All we got to do- dorm, and we, home free puppy-“ The familiar voice is the only think keeping me from falling over right now, my muscles aching with every movement. Feeling the bark of a tree against my side, I let myself fall a bit, their footfalls drawing a bit further away.
‘So tired.’
Cursing, I turn to face Jackson his arms over his chest as his dull rubies stagger over me.
“ANSWER ME! What do you think your doing here?” Staggering to my feet, I take a cautious step back until my foot touched to the bark behind me. Cursing internally, he strides over to me coming near inches from my face. The stale stench of beer coming from his lips as he leans against my ears. “If you don’t tell me what you were doing out here, I’ll make you.”
“Is that a threat or a promise asshole?” I remark pushing him back, growling he stumbles back a few steps before pushing forward to pin my throat against the tree.
“I know what you are, I know about that damn obsession you have for that bareback.” He leans forward words like fire against my ear. “I know you haven’t had rightful fill in a good six years now. Why keep holding on?” Lifting my leg up, I dig the heel into his chest pushing him back as air filled my lungs.
“Y- you really don’t understand what an obsession is if you got to ask me that.” Rubbing my throat as Jackson glares me down fangs bared as he starts to shift. Launching himself forward my heart nearly stops. “OH SHIT!!” Moving to the side something barrels into him, knocking his half-shifted form to the dirt ground. The low growling that pours from the shadows where they had landed hits my ears.
That was before a low whine ripped the air. Confused, and against my better judgment I push myself off the tree and move to where a pleased sight meets me.
Newtons got his jaw open against the still half-shifted Jackson’s throat. Anger against his sharp eyes, a silent warning to try again. But Jackson doesn’t over test it his body dropping back into a more human form his eyes wide and breathing ragged as he spoke.
“How? I- I’m the Alpha.”
“Not to this Mercer.” I finally spoke making my way over, laying my hand against the back of his head he lifts his fangs from Jacksons reddening throat. The Mercer Pack aren’t people you can easily fuck with. You should have looked them up before thinking you can go head-to-head with the youngest.” Pulling his scruff his head turns to me. “Let’s go.” I mumble as he follows my slow footfalls.
“This isn’t over!! I- I ‘m not done with you!” Jackson shouts scrambling to his feet. “We will have a rematch and- and I will destroy you!!”
“Cry me a river!” I shout over my shoulder as we continue through the woods and away from his ever-growing tantrum.
Reaching out dorm after a while, the night is still surprisingly young. The moon hanging a good three-fourths of the way across the sky. Opening the front door, he pushes passed and into our room.
“This isn’t over. I have a sickening feeing he’s going to try something else.” My voice is mumbled as exhaustion finally made itself known to my bones. Falling into bed my head feels like a weight was just thrust upon it as my eyelids grew heavy. Teeth pull at my sleeve making me open my eyes once more. “What?” The question was quickly answered by another sharp tug as I’m pulled out of my bed. Allowing his teeth to pull me, I am pushed into his own. His body finding a good spot beside me. “You are going to kill me when you get up, I just know it.” Laying there for a minute, his body incasing mine against his chest. “Fuck it, at least I would die happy.” I chuckle and turn so I can bury my face into his fur sleep coming in quicker than expected.
‘I hope you can forgive me.’
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