Proud Homewrecker

Kadyn was ready for a broken neck and shouting, he wasn’t quite ready for the punch and it knocked him off his feet. He looked up to Ben with a split lip, licking along it with a frown when the other wolf said it felt good. He didn’t feel good, he hadn’t when he’d spoken about it, and he could have just kept quiet and hoped none of the news got back to Ben, but he wasn’t that wolf. he’d feel bad, feel guilty, for not telling him when he knew the wolf would be disappointed in him.

“Whats… never mind..” he didn’t know what compensating many but he didn’t want to risk angering the wolf anymore. He just stayed down and listened, looking up at ben when he said the human should of known better than being out on the full moon. He was glad when Ben wasn’t even angry about the client, because just like Kadyn thought, they all knew his loyalties without words and  Kadyn did try to appease the client before leaving, but he knew the real wrath was due to Quint, and it made him feel a little sad. He knew most of it was because Ben had already told him to stay away but [art of him couldn’t help but think Ben cared about the stupid pup to react like this.

He wanted to talk back, to ask if Quint had been given that memo, because if he could smell and hear Quint, then it went both ways, but he didn’t say a word, just nodded before Ben asked if he’d made himself clear and he agreed “Yes sir.” The words slipped out like he was talking to someone like Leo, he couldn’t remember the last time he called Ben sir, and it felt strange, but right now it was probably the best way to react to try and keep the room as calm as he could.

Kadyn felt ashamed when Ben spoke about him calling him his Alpha in public, he knew the rules, and he knew Ben was right about what would happen if he apologised to Quint or the Alpha, but he didn’t think he was right when he said to sleep on the couch. He had to think about it as the wolf spoke and his eyes narrowed, his frown turning to more frustration than ashamed or upset. “That’s not…” Fair? He hadn’t really thought of it as risking Ben’s life at the time, and he still didn’t think Quint would tell anyone, but he supposed Ben was right and he’d been reckless.

Things were clear, and he felt like a teenager being grounded when he slowly stood back up and wiped the blood from his lip now it was healing. “What’s two weeks?” he asked and glanced down “Is it long?” he asked and tried his best to keep from talking back but he couldn’t quite help it, he looked back to Ben and sighed “So you’re just going to come home and ignore me after work? Or are  you not coming home at all? Because that’s not fair.” he felt his stomach turn a little and wanted to scream at Ben that they’d already lost one pack member and this was horrible timing, but he just curled his fists at his sides and tried to swallow the anger and hurt at the thought of no contact with anyone. Because to Kadyn, Ben was pretty much it, he didn’t have friends, he didn’t go around hugging people, the only other person he’d ever think about hugging was gone.

“Boring, around me?! Never! But it would’ve been a lot more painful…” he chuckled back. The number of people who couldn’t stand him was higher than she thought. It wasn’t necessarily who he was that caused problem, but his allergy to bullshit that made it impossible for him not to call out people on it… and most people didn’t like being called out on their bullshit.

Martie shrugged her shoulders, a playful smile on her lips. “Maybe for others, but I like to think I’m well behaved enough that I would have never got into any serious trouble with or without you. Not to say that I don’t appreciate your presence when the cells got boring.” She explained with a laugh. 

Despite his knowledge, there was so much he had yet to learn. He was still a mere pup compared to the other wolves in Covaire. And when it came to the concept of love he couldn’t wrap his head around it. The closest thing he had felt to love blossomed in the fleeting relations he had formed with the experiments in the Factory. However, that had been ripped away from him and now he wasn’t sure if he could even classify that as love. Infatuation maybe. But not love. He was almost tempted to ask the older wolf about his own experiences but withheld. At the hand on his cheek, he froze, hazel eyes staring intently at Ben as he playfully pulled his bottom lip. Fuck. A silent whine of want welled up in his throat. Oh, the sounds he would make if he could. However, the look in his eyes was all Ben needed. Not even Israel could mask the primal urge he felt. Feeling his skin burn he pulled from the guard’s grasp gently, eyes casting downwards.

It’s a precaution can’t be too careful. You’d be surprised. The smaller wolf shrugged, hazel eyes looking to Ben again. I found bits of glass in homemade brownies once. That was a coworker’s doing after I stole his promotion. He smiled before taking another bite. At Ben’s words, he paused, a range of emotions flitting across his face. Well, this was a first. He shrugged, setting the burger down. I’m observant, not psychic. So I don’t know what you think. I just know what I observe. He bit his lip, taking in a silent breath. I’d do it again if I could - you don’t know what it’s like in there. That’s all he could say - the details would go unheard. Ben, psychopaths can be very charming. Look at Hannibal.

Love stories had never ended well for the Aussie. The last one had been bittersweet because the Healer and him hadn’t parted on bad terms, but because the younger wolf needed to be the father he could never be before, and that was something Ben would never stand between. So he had to let go of the man that had managed to crawl up the crack of the armor around his heart. He knew that one day, they’d meet again, but right now wasn’t their time. It was painful, but he had accepted it. The guard slept around, but his heart was monogamous. Ben chuckled, realizing he had silenced the boy with his promise. The boy pulled away from his touch, but he just stepped closer, leaning down to suck on the pulse in Israel’s neck. “Going shy on me now?” he husked, still nuzzling his neck and ear. “I’m going to stretch that tight hole around my cock... breed you until you cry and come undone... I can see it in your eyes how much you want me...”

Mak scowled at the boy who grudgingly cooperated with the rules, making sure to give him a bit extra in the hopes it’d keep him away for a bit. Once she turned her attention to the next guest, she smiled at Ben, simply shrugging. “No satisfying anyone, is there?” She quirked a brow. “Didn’t expect to see your face around this bonfire, or my booth.”

Ben barked a laugh. “Darling, you’re probably one of the few I trust around my food. Unless you’ve forgotten that I’ve eaten your velvet cake more than once. And I’m not the sugary type... So what are you serving?”

“Now Guard Freeman, you don’t go raising my hopes like that,” She did fluster a little but tease him back with a bright smile. Its been a while since she has seen him, as she rarely goes to Le Bordel outside business and even rarer is going to Le Chateau. “Anything catching your eyes besides my unearthly beauty?”

“Raising hope isn’t the problem darling... it’s fighting with the other women in line that gets complicated... Effy isn’t giving up on that first position.” he teased again.

Ben could’ve been fooled just like the other boys and girls, but he knew the difference between a fake smile and the kind Nolan would give him. He waved a guard closer as he looked at the boy. “You and me, we’re taking a break. The guy there will replace you to keep everyone tamed and polite. Come on little darling.” Better to make it look like he was being a brat, than worry the medics under Nolan’s charge in case something was really going on with him.

If it had been anyone else, Nolan would’ve stayed his place but Ben had a way of swaying just about everything into his favor. Age, wisdom, luck, whatever it was he had a way of commanding the room that made Nolan move. Once out of the line of sight, Nolan let loose a long breath and put his hands on his knees. The pain sat on his chest like a brick. Time for a new pancreas? A new liver? But still, he persisted. Standing back up straight, he looked at Ben and hummed. “Shouldn’t you be off taking an entire pig roast down?” He teased as he leaned against a pole. “Or are you as disdained with the way the beasts are ravaging the tables as I am?”

It was unfortunate, though, that in this instance Nolan was having a flare-up. Albeit it not noticeable, but to him the pain was almost as agonizing as being a steak roasted over the fire. Someone approached though, and he put on a good smile. “Enjoying yourself I hope?”

Mak moved around the long tables, placing an abundance on food on the plates before her. Some more citizens had begun to line-up, eyeing over the abundance of food laid before them. Loading up a pile of veggies beside a hunk of steak, Mak looked over just as someone went to reach in with their bare hands. “Hey, don’t worry, there’s plenty. Let me put it on your plate, yeah?”

it was strangely pleasant if Melanie was honest with herself. The beat of the music reaching her ears as people came in. Old and new customers walked around the kiosk, as its structure was easily the largest around the vendor’s tents. When the Alpha send word of this event, she was both elated and glad to be considered for this event

Humming with the music, she pulled out another rack of rings and bracelets, easily arrange them around for people to see. Her eyes twinkle underneath her sunglasses as she greeted customers. “ Welcome! Feel free to look around and ask for whatever piques your interest.”