𝓴𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓭𝓸𝓼𝓬𝓸𝓹𝓮 ᴇʏᴇꜱ .

Luke blinked at the other, horror flicking in his eyes before he growled. Something in him just….snapped “What the actual FUCK is wrong with you?!” Luke snapped at the other, copper eyes flashing dangerously at the other. “Like, are you that FUCKING incapable of NORMAL fucking thought?! Or are you just a fucking afterbirth that spat out of your mother and somehow crawled around in alley ways and ate enough filth to FINALLY pass as a fucking man?! ” The petite Omega stood square with the other, refusing to back down from the other. The other’s flippant tone reminded him of countless fosters he had who just didnt give two shits about the kids they were watching, about how they just sneered at them and scoffed. It made Luke sick to his stomach.

“Alright, you’re at a twelve right now, so I need you to dial it back to at least to a six, psychotic little puppy. Also, I need you to get out of my aura before I breathe in the stench of your revolting inferiority,” Skylar stated matter-of-factly, unimpressed by the overdramatic outburst, as he gave the smaller wolf a firm shove. “On the second thought, I’m hereby retracting the invitation, I don’t want your crazy ass anywhere near the theatre when I’m performing, got it?”

“oh….” marley’s tone is morose and his brow furrows into an uncharacteristic frown. “the omega died?” he’s been avoiding the news as much as possible. it may have been a terra pack member attacked but it was also an omega which made marley’s heart feel heavy and sad. he’s never been one for the rivalry anyways. “don’t you think maybe now isn’t the best time to be promoting the show.” he’s in it too, after all, but wouldn’t imagine trying to fill seats while everything is so tense.

Vince: Wow. You're lucky you're pretty, Sky.

“I’m not involved. I’m just saying that it’s concerning!” he huffed. There was already pack tension. It made him miss his old town. “Are we just going to refer to me by characters from books and plays now? Because my name is Isaac.” The wolf clearly wasn’t that impressed by the other. He wondered if Skylar was used to rejection. “No. It ended. They don’t last as long as you’re ruts,” he pointed out, rather matter-of-factly. Still, he tilted his head. “For someone who is constantly insulting me, you seem awfully attracted to my scent.”

“How is it concerning if you’re not involved?” Skylar countered, with a condescending little smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. “So what? I’ll call you whatever I feel like calling you.” His thumb ran slowly over Isaac lower lip, as he forced the male to meet his gaze. “Bummer, but that doesn’t mean I can’t still fuck you, since it’s obvious that I’m arousing you. Do you really think I don’t notice how you look at me when you think I’m not paying attention, little beta?” he whispered in a husky voice as he leaned forward, his lips almost brushing against Isaac’s. “I’m not insulting you, I’m just calling you out. And if you didn’t insist on making this difficult, I’d be slamming my dick into your tight little ass right now, but alas...” 

Ashley had to stop himself from growling at that little quip, legitimately appalled by his former friend’s lack of remorse for someone who lay dying in the hospital. The whole event had scared the shit out of him, as a nurse, as a member of the Terra pack, and as an omega. He’d stopped by to check on the poor thing earlier and he saw himself. It could’ve been him. Never before had he felt more unsafe in his new home than that evening. “You realize this is someone’s life right? Someone is dying in the hospital and you can’t even respect them enough to leave their tragedy out of your hatred?” 

“What are you babbling about? I said it was tragic, didn’t I? What else do you expect me to say?” he scowled, irritated about the fact that Ashley was scolding him. “I don’t know what makes you think you have the right to talk to me like that, stupid puppy, but you better knock it off real quick,” Skylar growled, narrowing his bright blue eyes dangerously. “In fact, you should be grateful that I’m even inviting you to the musical, you backstabbing traitor.”

“Tell me, stranger…ya single?” Quint hummed as he looked at the other, arching a brow as he looked at the other from his seat in a booth at the bar. Instead of his usually stocky loving pit bull at his side, he had Chuck with him. It was like the dog could sense something was off in the air, the scarred one eyed beast refusing to leave his master’s side. His one golden eye was closed as he laid at Quint’s feet, but his cropped ears perked and twitching towards any sound near them.

"Yes, I'm single, but seriously, pleb, don't even bother, because I'm definitely out of your league. As a matter of fact, we're not even playing the same sport." Skylar pointed out, a smug grin playing on his lips as he tilted his head to one side. "Think of it this way: It's like I'm in the NBA, and you work in the muffler store, next to the stadium. It would never work out."

He looked at the other in disappointment as he gave off the fake sympathy. He knew that the play was important to Skylar and his son, but this was an innocent boy’s life that was almost gone. “I will be there.” He nodded his head and looked at the other. “What I am not here for is the fake sympathy that you’ve shown towards the omega that was nearly killed.”

“What do you mean, ‘fake sympathy’? I said it was tragic, did I not?” Skylar frowned, slightly agitated over the fact that Vincent’s dad was trying to lecture him. “Nearly killed? Wait, do you mean to tell me that he’s been alive all this time?” God, why was everyone in this town such a wet blanket? “Nevermind, it’s not important. What is important is the musicial, I’m sure Vincent would agree with me on that. Speaking of which, I’ll try my hardest not to outshine your son too much on opening night, but I obviously can’t make any promises, Mr. Moretti.”

“I’m going to buy out the first few rows just so nobody shows up just because I feel like you need to pay penance for what you just said,” Leo told his friend, his words joking but his tone serious. “And I think everyone living in Vilkas has heard you’re in West Side Story. I’ve been waiting on the day you hire a plane to do cloud-writing.” 

“What? No! Don’t do that!” Skylar growled at the other wolf, an irate scowl etched in his features. “Seriously? Are you going to tell me that you actually give a damn? Everyone knows the attack was inevitable. What did you expect would happen from a pack that’s being lead by an omega? They can’t protect their own!” he huffed, crossing his arms defensively over his chest. “That still doesn’t answer my question. Did you a buy your ticket yet or not? Also, I do love that promotion idea , so I suppose you have been forgiven for your inconsiderate joke, even though I have to say that it was in very poor taste.”

    “  first  off,  that  omega  is  still  alive.   at  least,  that  was  what  i  heard  the  last  time  he  was  brought  up.   and  second,  we  need  to  find  out  what  happened.   how  can  you  be  so  calm  about  this  all.   someone  killed  an  omega  and  is  trying  to  make  it  seem  like  it’s  us,  ”   elijah  said.    

Vince: It's because I'm desperate to actually be taken care of during this flare.

Skylar: Such a needy little puppy.

“Maybe because I don’t want to be involved in either of your stupid packs’ war,” he huffed. Was Skylar dropped on his head as a child? Isaac was convinced something had happened to make the younger wolf that stupid. “Why would I be jealous? I don’t have a crush on you, nor do I care of the other’s poor taste in men.” He tilted his head to the side. “I have better options.”

“Perhaps you should try to stop involving yourself into them then. Just a small suggestion,” he snorted condescendingly, cocking his head to one side as he ran his hand through his dark locks. “Not jealous? Please, your face couldn’t be more green if you tried, Elphaba,” he retorted, rolling his bright blue eyes at the older male. “There is no better option out there than me, pup. and I’m positive that even a stubborn little beta like you must realize that by now.” The young alpha stepped toward him, and lifted his hand to cup his chin, tilting it slightly upward. “Mhm, that flare of yours is still going strong, isn’t it,” he sniffed him teasingly. “Oh, the things I could do to you... If only you were a little less stubborn...” 

“They’re not dead yet, you dolt,” Isaac huffed as he heard the other. “Shouldn’t you be more concerned since your pack is being accused? Your lackadaisical attitude may make them think you did it.” At the mention of the play, he rolled his eyes. “I wish I could miss it, but Phoenix would kill me.”

“They’re not? Well, then why do you keep on whining about it, Louis?” Skylar chuckled, amused by his own taunting. “That’s fine. I happen to be an attractive young wolf who also happens to be obscenely rich, so it doesn’t really matter whether I did or not,” he explained, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. “I fully understand why you’d want to miss it, though. It must be hard, trying to hide your jealousy when you're forced to watch me kiss Vincent Moretti.” His lips stretched into a teasing smirk. “ — Who also has a crush on me, by the way.”

The older wolf was appalled by the lack of respect that the other showed. No matter how much animosity there was between the packs, there was no reason for him to be so callous. “I thought your parents raised you better than that, Skylar,” Makani stated with a small tsk, shaking his head lightly. Having been in the Ignis pack for most of his life, prior to his changing packs a couple of years ago, he knew most of the wolves there and he knew, very well, the young Alpha’s father. “No matter a wolf’s pack, there is no reason to be so heartless about an attack. Especially when that wolf hasn’t died.”

Vince: Please, Sky? I'll do anything you ask while we're together.

Vince: And how often do you get a chance to take a guy's v?

Skylar: ...You're a virgin?

“I was talking about the fact that you’re Satan. That fits pretty well,” he snorted. It had nothing to do with the actual fit of the outfit. The older wolf wasn’t concerned with that. “No. I’m just a typical old vampire. One who hates parties and anything that has to do with fun.” And one who really liked to drink. Or would have, if he wasn’t sure whether or not Skylar would pounce.

“Obviously. Clever as the devil, and twice as pretty,” Skylar boasted, his lips stretching into a smug little grin. Of course he knew it wasn’t a compliment, and if the beta wolf wanted a fight so badly, he could certainly get it. “Good point. At least Lestat knew how to have a good time. You’re more of a Louis, always whining and sulking in a corner. How tragic.”