His Soldier {Boy x Boy}

Chapter XX

[Ethan}

"-and...."

There it is. That voice.

"Oh, I didn't know you were here! Oh, what big muscles you have! Can I interest you in some fun?" Oh. It's just the blow up doll. Who is it talking to?

"LEt HiM gO." Oh crap. Denton is getting into his raging modes.

The 'woman girl thing' whimpered, making me internally laugh.

With possessed movements, I managed to stand up, my eyes opening to see Denton standing before me. His red hair was even more red more intense in colour, and he had black marking covering his skin. His usually green eyes were now shrouded by evil darkness that sent shivers down my spine, no sign of the Denton I was used to.

"Denton." I called out to him softly, stepping forward.

I was pushed from behind, making something snap inside of me quite literally.

"Den... ton...." I cried out painfully, turning my head to see that disgusting creature trying to stomp my legs. With what little energy I had left I managed to summon my shards and drive her against the tree. Though the shards were weak, I still managed to deliver quite an attack.

Denton rushed to my side, patting my head as he frantically looked around.

When he didn't spot what he was looking for, he pulled his head up to the sky and howled his loudest howl yet.

That's how I passed out. The last thing being Denton's howl.

~*~

"Are you sure he is going to live?!" I know that voice. It's my mate.

Shit.

"Yes, I am a certified doctor." A voice responded. "Maybe he won't wake up now, but he will wake up soon."

"He's going to wake up." Denton responded. I could tell he was crying (or close to it) by the tone of his voice. He was trying to convince himself. "He has woken up before." His voice shook.

I was causing him to cry again.

Slowly but surely, I opened my eyes, passing unnoticed.

My throat was dry, and the smell of blood and alcohol assaulted my nose.

"Denton, you need to learn to keep your trap shut when people are sleeping." I smiled as I looked over to him. He gasped and rushed to my side.

"AreyouokaydoyouknowhowworriedIwasyounearlygavemeaheartattackwhenyoudidn'twakeupan-"

"Sh shhh...." I sat up and pulled him into a hug, but heard a growl. We ignored it though, and I let him silently cry. "I'm fine. It takes a lot to kill me. You know that first hand." I whispered soothingly to him.

After several moments, he finished crying, and had pulled away from my embrace.

"By the way, where is string shorts?" I asked.

"String shorts?" Gauge repeated, clearly confused and annoyed.

"The chick that let rogues through the borders and tried to kill my bro here." Denton translated.

"He's talking about the pack slut." A boy entered, his hands decorated with an array of feathers. Denton stiffened, bowing his head down.

"THAT SHIT DID THIS?!" Gauge raged and turned around to find something to take his anger out on.

Denton sighed, pressing along the young alpha's neck to the pressure point I had shown him long ago, making my mate sag to the floor.

"Thank you...." He mumbled weakly.