A Howling in the Hills (Prev. Adjusting) (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 6 - Scents

 Person on the side is Brian.

The next day started out as a fairly normal day for the average wolf. Wake up, say hello to the occasional wolf that passes by, and join the rest of people who live in the house you do for breakfast. This may have been regular routine for moat wolves, so it of course was completely abnormal and strange for me.

When Alex came into my room and woke me up, I flipped out of bed and into a defensive position. After half a second, however, I was fully awake and I relaxed my body. Alex wouldn't harm me.

As we walked downstairs together, I curled in on myself in an attempt to hide from everyone else in the hallway. I had no such luck. Instead, I was greeted by almost every wolf that passed us. Although they were nothing but kind and welcoming, I couldn't help but be on guard. Last night's events and my own past forced me.

Once we were in the dining room, I ignored everyone else and focused on the one thing I really wanted to: food. After going for so long without anything but dirty ponds and leftover scraps from other predators, you learn to appreciate food and water above all else.

I quickly collected my food and began eating, loving the taste of pancakes and sausages. I heard Alex chuckle at my antics, but I didn't care. I would worry about him after I cleaned my plate.

When I was almost done and had slowed down on eating so as to savor the taste as long as possible, I began to listen to the conversations going on around me. Most were uninteresting or didn't make sense, but one particular conversation between Alpha John and Brian across from me.

"I know that it's getting worse, but what do you expect me to do about it?" Brian was whispering angrily to his father.

"Track them," Alpha John said while continuing to eat. He had an air about him as if he couldn't care less about his conversation with his eldest son.

"Oh yeah, that'll work. It's not like they hide their scent or anything," Brian grumbled.

He turned away from the Alpha and was about to eat again when he suddenly froze and looked up at me. I blushed heavily and dropped my gaze, embarrassed and scared at being caught eavesdropping. I hastily finished my food and told Alex I was going to the bathroom before standing up and quickly making my way out of the room.

Once in the bathroom, I locked the door and went over to the vanity. I grasped the sink and looked into the mirror, fear in my eyes.

Brian was unpredictable. Sure, he couldn't be so brash as to kill off the newest member of the pack, as he would be directly undermining the Alpha. Still, I knew of torture from my past that left no easily visible marks and could have the toughest man trembling on his knees.

When I had gotten my act together and was once again breathing regularly, I unlocked the door and headed out, setting course for the dining room.

Suddenly, a hand wrapped around my wrist and I was yanked aside into the large kitchen. I gasped loudly and struggled at the hand holding me before glancing up at my captor. I saw it was Brian and quickly gave up, knowing there was no way I could break free from the future Alpha.

I ducked my head, showing him my submission, and he let go. I backed away a few steps and kept my head down, not wanting to see his glare.

"I'm not going to hurt you," he said sounding exasperated.

I hesitated before looking up at him. His brown eyes stared down at me blankly, giving me no indication to his emotions or thoughts. After a moment of us staring at one another, he broke the silence.

"You were a rogue."

It didn't seem to be a question, rather a statement, but I nodded anyway.

"Do you know how a rogue might hide their scent?"