Crouching Tiger

He was all alone. Where was his family, his pack? All there seemed was darkness in his life, and no light. His pack and family were really the only things that made him continue with his life, as they gave him the energy to be happy.

Nothing but darkness..... how would he survive.

Crouching down in the middle of the woods, Regan screamed out at the moon in anger and loss. All his hopes were gone, and now nothing but a nightmare.

He scratched his chest, his claws drawing blood which seeped his shirt. Regan sunk to his knees, tears gently falling down his cheek. He didn’t know what to do.

“Sure, I don’t know much about your other half though, so I can’t really help there”

“A garuda? Apparantly it’s a humaoid bird. I’m just glad that when I transformed that I don’t have a beak on my face.”

“Really well actually.  I was wondering if you happened to know where this address is?”  Holding out a scrap of paper with an address on it, she smiled a bit.  “I’m new.  A bit lost.”

Regan gently grabbed the piece of paper and had a look at the address that was written down. “Oh, that’s about three streets away. Hey, don’t worry about it. I’ve been here only for a couple of months myself. I’m Regan by the way.” He smiled.

Hello there!

“Hello! How are you today miss?”

“Nothing, just some dumb Omega that thought he could fight an Alpha. Your couch is fine, Regan, I just need to clean it.”

“Now I have to change the flooring and clean the furniture… Thank you, Theo Raeken.”

“Sometimes you act like one.” She smiled. Wrapping her arms at the back of his neck, she pulled him closer to her, waiting until the man were running past them, clearly not looking as they kissed. “Et voila.”

“I don’t.” He said with a frown. As the people ran past him, he slowly pulled back. “Thanks El.... I owe you one.”

“–If that’s the case, then… I might not scold you.” Elijah knew that running would only make things worst for Regan and as the group approached faster, she did the only thing she could think of. “Alright, Regan. No more pissing people off after this, alright?” She said quickly before bringing her lips to his. Public Display of Affections always made people uncomfortable so it might work. This better work.

“I am not a child, I don’t need scolding.” He pouted. He frowned at her comment, but before he could speak her lips were on his. Soft, but he knew what she was doing, so he gently kissed her back.

Elijah groaned when she saw her skin heal. “Why am I not surprised?” She looked behind him and saw a few people in the distance. “What’d you say?” She spoke before getting up and offering her hand to Regan.

“What? The guys asked for it. I just called them cowards and worthless pieces of shit to pick on little girls, she was only like seven and these guys were all older than me.” He grabbed her hand and stood up. “What’d I say for what?” he asked.

Elijah was practically thrown back by the collision. Her hands connected with the floor first, scrapping the skin off her palms. “Ouch-” She whined before looking at her hands. “Why are you in such a hurry?”

Elijah rolled her eyes. “How about I give you an ‘I’m back’ kiss to make up for it?”

“Maybe it might.” Regan smiled into the kiss.