Brian
"Brian!" Shouted Eugene, jumping on me. Well, that's one way to wake up, I suppose. It was early in the morning, too early for Eugene to be having this much energy.
Well it was never to early for Eugey whose blood seemed to be an endless supply of energy drinks that coursed through his veins.
"Eugene, get off me." I grumbled, covering my head with the covers. Eugene ignored me, bouncing on me faster. "Jeremy, help me!" I shouted to the dom who was leaning against the door, amused I might add. Jeremy was less than useful when it came to Eugene's energy.
To add to it, the guy hated me and like the sadist he was, he often let Euegene terrorize poor old me with his seemingly limitless energy supply. My suffering brought joy on Jeremy's face, I will tell you that much.
"Why?" He asked, with a crooked smirk on his face. He was enjoying way too much for my liking. "Because I will kill your mate." I said with a sly smirk that twitched in annoyance. Eugene fake gasped in mock offense.
"You wouldn't." I grinned, there was one way of getting Jeremy to get his goddamned mate off of me and me being me, I was going to use it obviously. "Of course, who would want to kill a cutie like you?" I asked, planting an innocent kiss on his cheek.
I flirted with Eugene to anger Jeremy. It's really gross that he really thinks I'm serious when I did that.
Jeremy came over and dragged Eugene off of me and went out of my room. Poor Eugene, I hope he can still walk afterwards. I sighed in relief, grudgingly getting out of bed and making my way to the bathroom.
After I was done doing my business, I wore yesterday's clothes as I found it too bothersome to look for clean clothes. My closet was too big with too many clothes, it made looking for clothes seem like an unwanted extra chore.
I then went to wake Greg up. "Gregory!" I shouted, jumping on him much like how Eugene woke me up. Don't blame me, it's kinda contagious. Eugene's tactics were like a deadly virus, highly infectious and easily caught.
"Brian, get off of me." Greg grumbled sleepily, his eyes closed still.
"Nope, I'm looking for clean clothes. Think you can borrow me?" I questioned in an innocent tone. He nodded pushing me off of him.
I landed on the ground with a hard thud, excruciating pain shooting from my butt and spreading through my legs. I sat on the ground, questioning my life choices as most of us often do. I eventually got up after the pain subsided and skipped over to Greg's closet. I pulled out a black and yellow band tshirt, blue washed out jeans and his favorite pair of Vans.
"Hey, Greggy. How do I look?" I asked, doing a little twirl. "Are those my favorite pair of Vans?" He asked, fully awake and ready to tear me to pieces. He was attached to this pair of Van's as I was attached to my bed.
"And you say I'm way to attached to my bed." I said, twirling and showing off his Van's. What I had was a death wish, Greg would kill me when he caught me.
You know a friendship is real when both of you have attachment issues. Those were practically friendship goals in my book.
"Bye!" I said before I took off running downstairs with Greg chasing me. Sometimes Greg and I acted our ages, we acted like teenagers instead of just the Beta and Gamma of the pack.
I found Aaron sitting alone in the lounge watching tv. Luther and Eric went at it a lot and by a lot, I meant a lot lot. I knew this because they smelled like each other more often than not. Thank God for the sound proof walls.
Their scents mixed to the point where they became one and I couldn't tell whose was whose for the life of me. Ah, youth. It was truly beautiful and just the right amount of disgusting.
"Please protect me!" I yelled, hiding behind Aaron. He complied in confusion. Greg came downstairs as Aaron was beginning to question me about what was going on.
"Bye, Aaron." I said, taking that as my cue and taking off running to Eugene's room.
I ran in and slammed the door. "Hey, Eugene." I greeted out of breath. I panted slightly, my body leaning against the door.
"Why are you wearing your boyfriend's clothes?" Asked Eugene, a smirk sat on his face. "One, eww gross. Gregory wishes he was my boyfriend. And two, because I look hot in them." I said with an eyeroll. "Does he want to kill you?" He asked, with a smirk on his face.
My suffering brought joy to a lot of people's face. And as much as I would like to argue that I didn't deserve it, I probably did.
"Yes, please protect me!" I yelled in a distressed voice as I ran to him.
"Eugene, open the door! I know Brian's in there!" Greg shouted, banging on the door. "Don't let him in." I begged with a fake sob. "He won't do anything to you." Eugene reassured me with a smile.
"I swear to the Godess, Gregory." Eugene began with an soft giggle. How was Gregory supposed to take him seriously if he sound as cheerful as he did?
"If you hurt my baby, I'll fucking kill you." He said, opening the door. "I actually would rather you don't open the door at all actually." I said earning an eyeroll from Eugene. He must have been tired of getting caught between ours. "I told you he won't do anything to you."
"Hi." Greg said with a soft smile sat on his face. It was always like this. One smile from the other and our quarrels were forgotten. "Hi." I said, as Greg came up to me and picked me up.
"We are going to get ice cream." He said, earning a nod from me as he went out of Eugene's room.
We arrived at the kitchen where Aaron was stood, leaning against the wall with a glass of juice in hand. "Hi." He said, earning a wave from me. Greg and Aaron didn't like each other. At least that's what I thought from their few interactions.
Greg sat me on top of the table before scooping some ice cream for the both of us.
"Hey, Greg. You aren't wearing a tshirt." said Aaron, his eyebrow cocked at Greg's chest. I looked at him in question, as Greg's bestfriend I didn't appreciate anyone who wasn't me gawking at his chest.
"No shit, Sherlock." I said, rolling my eyes. Calling me jealous or whatever, Gregory was my bestfriend and I would very much like to keep it that way. It was not like I could have more no matter how much I longed for it. I'd rather appreciate what I have.
"You're sarcastic. Aren't you, Brian?"
"You're really obvious. Aren't you, Aaron?" I sassed, mock clinging to my tone. Greg burst chuckled softly as he put the bowls of ice cream on the table and stood in front of me. He fed me from his bowl even though we had the same flavor.
It was one of the habits he picked up from when we were young. I was skinnier and more weak looking and Gregory feared that I wasn't eating enough hence him feeding me a potion of his food. It kinda stuck throughout the years.
"Are you guys mates or something?" Aaron asked, unbeknownst to him that he was making a big mistake. Gregory absolutely despised talking about mates, especially if it was directed towards him.
His eyes changed their color, his wolf Terror was now in control. His eyes blazed a bright azure that was luring to some, forcing them to submit to him lest they wanted him to break their mind.
Mind break was the absolute worst thing a wolf could go through. It was characterised by intense feelings of the worst anxiety any wolf could experience. It was accompanied by paranoia and delusions as well.
"Terror, let's get away from here, yeah?" I asked, grabbing a hold of his bicep before he attempted to break anyone's mind. He growled before he picked me up bridal style and sprinted off to his room.
He straddled me, pinning my heads above my head. He gazed into my eyes, I nodded giving him permission. He hesitantly connected our lips in a soft kiss. Greg's and Terror's kisses didn't differ much.
They were soft and overwhelming. They drowned me in how they tasted, leaving my tongue tired and aching. They were my favorite type of kisses. So slow and so soft.
He trailed kisses down my neck, leaving a few hickeys here and there. Whenever Terror would get like this, he liked marking what was his. He needed people to know that I belong to him, even if I was his only until I find my mate.
He licked a certain spot on my neck before latching on it harshly with his teeth. I winced in pain, raking my fingers through his hair. "It's okay, you're okay.'' I said as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
He sighed, scenting me to keep himself calm before he fell asleep.
I covered him with my blanket that had my scent and made my way downstairs to find Aaron.
Brian I found Aaron sitting on one of those swing porch chairs and watching the pack children run around, I think he missed home. Either that or he really wanted a child. Aaron was an odd guy whom I could never really tell what he was thinking about. I wonder when he's going back because he's starting to irritate me, you know how you hate someone but you're not sure why? Yeah, it was that. His vibes felt really off. I couldn't pinpoint where exactly his vibes felt off but it was just a gut feeling I guess. Maybe my gut would be wrong in the long run, maybe not. "Geez, Brian. Did you and Greg fuck? His scent is all over you." said Aaron, chuckling slightly as I sat next to him. ''No, Aaron. We did not fuck but we did have a killer make-out session." I replied with a smirk. "Too much info dude." We shared a brief laugh before falling into a comfortable silence. "Uh, Aaron. About what happened earlier today, please don't talk about mates ar
Brian We all got out of the car, to plan our day. "Okay, so what's the plan?" I asked, leaning against the SUV. "I'm meeting up with my friend from school." Greg said. "Friend of school?" I questioned in confusion, and as they say speak of the devil and he shall appear. "Greg!" Shouted a person I didn't know which was odd, I knew all of Greg's friends or so I had thought. "Jordan, man how have you been?" Asked Greg giving him a brief hug. I cringed at the other guy's scent. He was standing close to Greg, way too close for my liking. "Don't forget that we need to meet by the car at around four pm." I said, ignoring the presence of the other guy. Greg nodded before walking away with his friend. "Okay, who's next?" I asked with a sigh. "Uh, Luther and I have some things we need to buy." Eric said, earning a nod from me. They sensed my change in mood, I guess. "Don't forget the meeting time." I said after them as they walked away. "Oka
Brian "Happy birthday to you." Sang Ian and Kyle softly, it was no secret that I found my birthday dreadful. Ahh, the dreaded day has finally fallen upon us. I rolled over to my side finding it empty with Greg nowhere to be found. "Morning baby." greeted Kyle, he always acted more motherly than usual on my birthday. I appreciated it though, sometimes it was just what I needed. "Morning." I replied, yawning sleepily as I blinked lazily. "Where's Greg?" I asked sleepily, sitting up. I lazily stretched my muscles, soft groans escaping my mouth. "He went to make you breakfast, I think." Kyle replied, a soft smile sat on his face. "Are you excited to finally find your mate?" Asked Ian as he sat on the edge of my bed. I am going to completely ignore that. I let my heavy eyes flutter shut as I frowned and shook my head. "Not really, what if they don't like Greg and I's relationship?" I asked, letting my head hang back slight
Brian I jolted awake, running to the bathroom and puking my guts out for the second time. After puking, I brushed ny teeth and took some pain killers. I sighed looking at my appearance, I looked as awful as I felt. Under my eyes where dark bruise like eye bags. My eyes were blood shot with my hair sticking out of random places. I was truly a sight for sore eyes. I felt like I had forgotten something, something important. I racked my brain, searching through my memory trying to piece everything up to find what I had forgotten. I came up short, the feeling lingering. With a sigh, I tore my gaze away from the mirror, making my way back to Greg's room. "Brian!" Eugene yelled, tackling me to the ground. We landed with a hard thud, pain shooting through my entire body. The pain in my head returned, seeming as though it was worse than before. "Oh my God, Brian! You're finally eighteen! My baby has grown!" Yelled Eugene, holding my face ag
Brian "So when am I moving in?" I asked Kyle as he showed me around my house. The place was big, bigger than it looked from the outside. It was very spacious and the interior design was amazing, totally suited to my taste. Whatever the hell my taste was. I honestly didn't know what I liked, as long as it was black I was into it. The house looked like a morden Victorian castle. I was in love. My parents knew my taste better than I did it seemed. "When you turn twenty two." Ian replied casually with a brief shrug. My heart dropped as I stared at him in shock. "Twenty two?" I exclaimed in surprised. "You are kidding, right? Please tell you're kidding." I begged with a pout. "Nope." Kyle said, popping the 'p' for extra emphasis. Why were they doing this to me? Was it because I was young? Was this because I was their only son? "What if I find my mate and they are older than me?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. I couldn't wait t
Brian "Brian, I'm so glad you're okay." Greg said, coming to hug me before he thought otherwise. "Uh, yeah." I said, biting my lip. My finding my mate had taken a toll on Greg. My heart clenched painfully seeing him walking on egg shells around me. Him not touching me hurt more than I knew it should have. "So, did you talk with Aaron?" He asked as we went to his bedroom. "You kinda ran from the poor guy after finding out you were his mate." He said, sitting on the bed. I sat next to him, keeping in mind to keep a slight distance between us. "We did exchange words if that's what you mean by talk." I said with a brief shrug. "That's not what I meant and you know it." Greg said unamused. I sighed and shook my head. "No." I said, fiddling with my fingers. Things were changing between Greg and I and I have only been mate
Brian "Brian." Said a soft, sweet voice. Greg's voice was always so lovely in the morning. I always woke up before him but when he was the first to wake up, he'd always wake me up in the most gentle tone. It was smooth, melting in my ear as the morning's fresh honey. "Greg?" I asked as I rolled over to my side, finding it empty as Greg stood besides me. "Yep, now wake up. It's ten thirty am." He said, dragging me out of bed. "Why?" I asked as I landed on the floor with a hard thud. "Because it's almost time for your date. Remember? Aaron said he was taking you out today." I groaned in annoyance and pain. "I dont want to go." I whined, laying on the floor still. "I also don't want you to go but you have to." He said, helping me up. "Aaron told me to tell you to get ready and to wear casual clothes." I yawned and
Brian I woke up with a throbbing head. "Where am I?" I slurred as I tried to look around. The room was spinning and everything was blurry. My eyes couldn't focus on anything, everything was double. I clutched my head, sitting up and resting on my elbow. "Some---" I begun, wincing from the ache in my throat. "Somebody help." I tried again with a slur, my head was getting more painful as I continued to look around. My throat ached from how dry it was. "S-Somebody--" I was swallowed in a pit of darkness before I could finish my plea for help. - "Brian, sir." I woke up to someone gently shaking me. "Greg?" I asked, groaning at the wave of pain that instantly hit me as soon as I peeled open my eyes. "No, sir. I was sent by the Alpha to wake you up." A werewolf said, bowing briefly. He was around five foot six, with brown skin and dark brown eyes. He was dressed in a butler's attire. A Servant Werewolf. Servant Werewolves