#warlock au

Not everything about wolves is simple as shutting someone out just because they have different views from the others. After all, every wolf has a role and if someone isn’t doing their role, then the impact would hurt the entire pack, no matter how big or how small. Yet living outside in the woods was always the hard to part with injuries or someone needs more medical help given their injuries. Even if someone has darker ideas, seems like they don’t want to help but when they do, it’s clearly helpful. And during times like this, there is no losing anyone no matter someone's one opinion.

The Current times are hard, vampires have taken control of the entire main city of Seoul and slowly reached out into other parts,. Changing everything from social status, to some of the food, clothes, buildings and even some jobs. The humans that got away had to start over, losing all contact with their friends, family members or even loved ones. Those who stayed and got captured where either turned into blood banks, tagged so they could never truly run away since if they tried to take out the tag they would die. Or they got killed and would be hung upside down in blood caves. Where their blood would get stored and labeled before being shipped to blood clinics for vampires to come and get some.

The wolves who have gotten captured, turned into pets or even seen as a special prize. Since They trained to listen, but there were some would lure other wolves who wanted to get away from the pack life. Sneaking away so they can finally live at ease and stop having to worry if they would get a meal, stop being feared of being hunted or tired of stepping on eggshells. Their names got replaced with traitors and anyone having any contact were shunned. Some would follow, others would leave their friends behind and try to keep living despite getting hunted, chased and worrying about diseases.

Though for someone who was sitting there, Y/n would often sit under a large tree while looking at the night sky. Looking up at the stars while flipping a butterfly knife they got before the vampires took control of the city. Y/n often used to sneak to a cafe near the woods, but it was in the city. A quiet spot where you could sit outside and see the lake and enjoy how quiet it was. Often sitting outside near the black gates with a notebook and would either draw something that took hours to draw, only to add something dark like a poem.

Y/n often kept the books hidden when they had to fully live in the woods. Often keeping them hidden under the tree, staying there for hours before trying to draw again. It was hard to do when the moon was barely shinning made it hard. But his drawings would get caught by his parents, where he got lectured for the ideas, but how else could he let out his emotions? He no longer had access to music again, the library where he would read dark romance, not even the cafe.

Yet tonight Y/n wanted to do something. He knew his family would be alright since they had plenty of other children; it wasn’t like he was going to get any important roles if everyone was questioning him. There was no point of having someone in power if the others did not trust them enough to handle their job without someone else getting hurt. So he decided he would walk to the cafe, after all it truly wasn’t far, who would want to sit there when you can’t enjoy the actual the view unless you enjoy the night sky reflecting against the water. Sitting in a chair leaned back and comfortable enough and enjoying the surrounding sounds. So what if he got taken by a vampire, what did he have left to lose? Nothing much truly.

It was around 1am by the time he decided he walked the entire way. Holding his book and small pencil, wearing a black and reed bracelet that would help hide his scent from vampires so he didn’t instantly get taken or bitten. And enjoy the scene he missed for years. Pushing back some of his long hair while fixing his jacket, Y/n was careful with his steps since he knew some wolves would walk around on guard. Making sure no one was meeting anyone or trading information, but he was used to this. He got used to making his footsteps sound quiet and blending in his dark surroundings. Something others would say is a useful skill when wanting to sneak up on someone and attack when needed.

Yet here he was, looking at the lights shinning through the woods and seeing the old cafe still standing. The colors were black and red, but they kept the outside view where you could sit and look at the woods. But they added windows to see outside so trying to sit outside without being caught was going to be hard. But given how he nearly fit the dress code some of these vampires followed, it was easy to sit there. He sat where the windows couldn’t show him unless you looked out the windows at an angle and drew something. No looking up to bother anyone or even draw unwanted attention to him. By the sounds of it the vampires inside were celebrating something. He wondered was it a birthday? Do vampires still celebrate their birthday’s? What would they do during it this late at night?

Though he felt like he would never get the answer. Sitting there drawing till his pencil broke once again. His drawing so close to being done yet it was missing something. Yet he no longer had the pencils to finish it. So all he could do was sit there and just stare at it. Holding the now useless pencil while his hair covered his face while he was trying to figure out what to do. Do vampires even use art supplies anymore? DO they enjoy art shows when they could easily see everything and remember how it goes? He truly had so many questions, yet he knew there was barely anyone who would answer him without wanting to drain him dry or have him as a pet to be shown off when he hated having to be around so many people wanting to get close to him and touch him places he didn’t like strangers touching.

“I didn’t think anyone would want to sit outside when a celebration is happening inside. You must be new or really enjoy sitting outside listening to the lake and drawing I assume?”

Looking up at the soft voice, Y/n came face to face with the man. HIs own long hair almost covering his dark brown eyes and a soft smile. His chest was nearly covered in tattoos while he wore a black jacket with matching jeans. Tilting his head to the side while he got a small peak at the art. The dark drawing of a tree with branches slowly reaching out into the sky with the moon having a glow, yet bodies being laid around the tree. The last one looking like it was reaching out to grab onto the tree while everyone else died around him.

Y/n didn’t know how to answer, he wasn’t one to really talk to people nor did he think anyone would want to talk to him. Maybe he was from inside and spotted someone just sitting out here and looking at the paper with a defeated posture? Maybe he grew curious why someone was just sitting out here when it was more lively inside. How would he respond when he doesn’t enjoy talking to people, let alone knowing this was a vampire talking to him as if he was one of their own when he truly wasn’t. But he knew he had to say something, not talking wasn’t an option and trying to run away might only get him corned and would have to answer or who knows would happen to him afterwards?

“I don’t enjoy loud crowds. I don’t know anyone in there.”

He answered, slowly closing the book and leaning back in the chair. Holding the book close to his chest while the male in front of him slowly sat down in the metal chair. He did in fact see Y/n sitting out here drawing before hearing his pencil snap, just seeing him stare at the book before he came outside to try talking to him. After all why sit out here when you could get some fresh blood wine inside and enjoy yourself? Talk among others who had more stories to tell and even powerful men were sitting in there just enjoying themselves.

“Crowds do often get annoying and overwhelming so I understand that. So you’ve lived here for a while? I haven’t seen you in my section before. I must’ve missed you somehow.”

Y/n could only slightly shrug, pushing back some of his hair to show his own eyes while the man in front of him was just staring at him. Wanting to see how he could have missed this person when he made it a point to memorize everyone faces in his own section. How does one miss someone like this and they sneak away from him? Something was missing here, and he wanted to figure it out but how? He didn’t want to cause people to stare otherwise he would have to step into a serious act when truly just wanted to know. After all people get scared and try to get away, the fear clouding their judgment and making it harder to even make sense when trying to explain things.

“You haven’t missed me, I’m not supposed to be here or telling you this. But It’s not like I have a home to get back to.”

This made the male raise his brow, leaning closer hanging off the edge of his seat while he stared at the emotionless stare coming from Y/n. He knew his mind wasn’t lying to him. But openly admitting you aren’t from here is a Deathwish for some. Yet not having a home to get back to made him curious, it reminded him of himself when his own home didn’t want him. Yet would beg him for help since others viewed him to be scary and it didn’t help that when he could express his thoughts some would be worried. But this was during the worse of the vampire take over, trying to get to the city for help was risky. Yet a vampire still took him in, where he not only got to see someone who shared the same thoughts as him, but he changed and became something no one ever thought of.

So he looked over to the woods, not seeing anyone or hearing the quiet footsteps of a wolf trying to peak; So it was clear he must’ve snuck out to get here so no one could find him and stop him. Coming here may intend to be caught and given a new life.

“Then you must be a wolf's form the forest. No wonder I can’t smell you. Though I must ask why come here like this? Aren’t you scared of being killed? Turned into a pet to be shown off in high-class meetings? Or who knows even turned into a blood bank where others with a craving can bite you even if you beg them to stop.”

“No, I knew that was a chance. I stole something from another wolf so I could sit here just a while longer and draw the last thing in this book before I would burn it. After all if anyone were to catch me I highly doubt they would allow me to keep anything related to myself.”

Staring the vampire dead in the eyes, he saw the curious yet surprised look on his face. Yet the smirk on his face was even better. Showing his fangs slightly while finally leaning back in his chair just for a moment. Maybe in shock since others would start getting nervous when caught. Some even trying to beg to be let go and they would never be seen in the city again. Maybe even died or punished by their own homes for running home in a panic and not thinking of their actions and movements. Yet here was someone who was calm, and yet ready to accept whatever fate was awaited for them.

“Can I see the drawings in the book? Not all of us would burn those unless you truly crossed a line and needed a reminder where you stand.”

Watching Y/n slowly push the book over, his small hands slightly hesitate though since he never let someone see it. But he let the vampire take it and look at the drawings from beginning to the end. The twisted portraits with the person crying black tears yet no eyes, spider webs being on the corners with one spider being seen crawling around the person. Some being of vampires and how Jun saw them. Often sitting on chairs with wine glasses full of blood to drink while some of the blood dripped from their chin and got onto some of their clothes. Though most landscape drawings often having the moon in the center of two pages while drawings of mountains and lakes were drawn. Some times there were people drawn other times it would just show tombstones with little scribbles that meant nothing.

“I take it people in your pack hated these drawings if they ever saw them, hm?”

“You say that like you’ve experienced wolves hating things you’ve drawn. Why would a vampire know how that feels?”

Letting out a soft chuckle, seeing some curiosity show in Y/n’s face with his head tilted from to the side with one eyebrow being raised before slowly moving his head with wide eyes. The stranger showed how his left eye was the gold-colored wolf's eyes are, yet his right eye being dark red like a high-class vampire was said to have. He didn’t think others would stop telling his story, after all he should be seen as a warning. But he doesn’t handle the wolves anymore, he stays in the city and has his own mini empire to rule and handle it.

“I was a wolf a couple years ago before someone saw me and took me in. He grew surprised at my transformation but let me build my empire here. Though I answer to him, though some thought I was going to overthrow him, but I stayed. He gave me things no one else ever gave me. My pack didn’t really talk to me unless it was for a lecture. He allowed me to take out my anger when I grew strong enough on them, though some say it was cruel to burn them. I saw it to be reborn as the man you see now. If they stayed alive, I would always be reminded who I was and the people who would try to save me knowing they only wanted me to stand guard and act as an intimidation tactic into getting more resources or scaring away other weaker vampires.”

The Hybrid story was told so kids would behave. Often being told he would drag you away and kill you to appease the vampires that have him under their control just to perform tricks yet no one seemed to ask why would he go to the vampires in the first place? No one seemed to even have a straight and clear answer to begin with. It was almost impossible to get any straight answers. Yet to get to sit here and talk to the man himself who seemed more alive and more relaxed than he probably was before was something different from now. Yet here he was, speaking softly to a wolf who seemed like they had nothing to lose. NO fear showing and truly looked like they were just lost.

“I’ll offer you a deal, since it’s clear just turning you in would end badly. By now, we’ll call him my boss so it’s easier for you. He should be alone in the building since he was invited to attend and took me as a guest. I’ll have to explain your situation, they say he’s heartless around guest, which is why we have more chances when he noticed I’m gone.”

Standing up while fixing his jacket some, he held the book in one hand and held out his hand to help pick up the shocked Y/n. After, all why would he torture someone who was once in his shoes? Nothing to lose yet felt like there was nothing to gain only to meet someone who will give him any and everything? Though that would mean that something would have to change, but if things went according to plan, then he wouldn't have to worry about changing against his will. But that doesn’t mean something won’t be easy. Holding hands with the quiet Y/n, the man turned around only to see the vampire grabbing his long black trench coat. His long hair flowing in the wind while he fixed on his black gloves, tilting his head as he walked over slowly.

“So this is where you went Ian? I’m surprised you didn’t drink them dry. Unless I came at the wrong time?”

His deep voice sent shivers down Y/n’s spine while standing there. Not sure if he should look the person in the eye or if he should just look down and let the man, Ian. Take full control of the wheel and handle things from there. After all no one ever gets a free pass like this, why world he offers to mess sit up now when this meant he would not be used to even tagged or worse, killed and held as a reminder. Yet despite seeing the man everywhere, he was still nervous since if he said no, there was nothing Ian could do but place a bid on Y/n, knowing no one else would dare try to bet against him since he isn’t scared of playing dirty when he’s passionate about something, and he knows what he wants.

“Well not entirely, this one is a special case as you would usually call it. They snuck out from the forest to come here knowing what would happen and I was curious. Could I keep them instead of having to go through the bidding process? I would like this one to not be used to beatings and such and flinching every time I get closer. They remind me of myself when you saw me wondering around the city knowing the vampires following me were about to either tear me to shreds or just toy with me to see if I would beg for mercy.”

Seeing the taller man raise his brow at the two, observing Y/n while having his head slightly tilted. It was something different for him. Ian usually never begged him for something like this. He was used to seeing Ian toy with his prey before biting and drinking from them. Often biting somewhere away from their neck just so he could savor the screams of pain when they were bite. Or during really serious meetings from those who wanted to work with his boss, he would tell his boss secrets about each person and would often be a tease or “a nuisance” as some would call him after some secrets would be revealed. There was no doubt he knew every secret if he focused on every person when he got their name and faces.

“Hm..This is the first time you’ve asked me this. I don’t see why not, but I ask out of curiosity, do you plan on turning them after a while? I highly doubt you’d just ask me this for them to be alive for a while only then kill them later down the line. I’d be disappointed if that were the case.”

Looking down at the curious yet shy Y/n. Ian could feel something inside of him he never felt when he was still fully a wolf. But he wasn’t sure if he should fully embrace it yet, after all he had just met this person. He still had to put them through the test to see if they could handle it or if they were sadly too weak in one by his side. There was nothing he wanted more than just to keep things under the rug for now.

“We will see though I have yet to disappoint you after a couple years of being by your side and surprising you at every chance I had. Your words not mine, but thank you for the chance, now let’s walk to the car shall we? I take it you enjoyed the party compared to the last one? It was very loud and unorganized from the start.”

Slowly walking along with the men, Y/n wasn’t trying to ease drop on the conversation while walking to a black car. Watching how Ian talked and got the man to chuckle some before sitting in his own car. Where it seemed someone was waiting for him but Y/n wasn’t one to look and be nosey about what was happening or even if it was his business to see for himself. Yet he stood out there and waved to the man as the car drove off into the empty streets before disappearing. Y/n looking up at the man who turned to look at them instead. His eyes meeting the curious gaze of someone who wanted to ask questions yet never seemed to find their voice to ask them and only went along white the flow hoping to be left alone. Though it was something different, but it also made him smile but he knew he needed to leave before the other vampires started to all leave and grow curious. Wanting to ask questions before being reminded where they stood next to someone like him.

He didn’t drive since he often enjoyed walking alone, often being seen spinning around while singing songs. No one ever tried to ask him unless they were truly okay with him, though sometimes he would never answer just to be annoying while enjoying himself. So he carefully picked up Y/n before running to his home, it wasn’t with his boss, but it was close enough in case he needed to get there and didn’t want to run halfway across town just to get there. But he always enjoyed a good run while jumping high enough to walk on the roofs of buildings like they were free walkways and he was just enjoying himself knowing no one could truly harm him without facing consequences they were never ready to face to begin with. He loved it all and would never leave this life for anything.

But now he had to be careful when having a wolf in arms before landing in front of his gated house. He only has a gate because before he would see curious kids walking up to his house and some often being annoying so he added this fence and would often taunt those who thought they were brave and special enough to walk up to his house and demand things instead of asking him. Even if their families were tied to him or if he had some special cases with certain families, that never stayed the same for the kids if they didn’t show themselves worthy of his attention. It was something he loved to tease with simply because he would see the shock and terror on their faces when he would show up behind them with an angry look on his face.

Yet here he was taking in someone who looked around the inside of his home with nothing to fear, nothing to lose. Seeing the all black and red choices he had, though some rooms he had were just plain. No color but white, despite having one of the largest manor’s, he often always stayed outside during the nights. Walking around and watching people either run away because they had something to hide or they would have the courage to ask him something. Seeing if he could do it rather than having to take it up with the leader. Though Ian was something else when he wanted to be. He would either follow the rules to the best he could or he would try to bend one, and he could do it.

“Aren’t you supposed to cage me up and treat me like a pet? Why are you letting me freely walk around?”

Turning around to look at the man himself. Who slowly walked to the fridge to grab a blood bag along with his favorite mug. Softly humming as he slowly pours himself a cup, giving Y/n his full attention while slightly leaning over the black granite island.

“Given how we have a lot to do, you trying to do anything trying to harm me would have you tortured by my hands. Besides, I can do more with you, but first you need to find a reason to live as a vampire, or like me. Wanting to turn when you want to die will only kill you.”

Seeing the look in Y/n’s eyes. It was something different, the lost look, wanting to find a something yet for now it felt like everything was just falling. He wondered if this is what Soohyuk saw him in the day he was taken in. But if he was going to train this person to be like him, someone with no fears left to face. No longer feeling lost and just drifting around to find something to do. Somewhere to rest with someone to give them that guidance till they finally get back on their feet. Standing there while swirling around his cup, taking sips of the drink while he watched Jun walk around the large living room and looking at the backyard.

Living here differed from Y/n expected. He could walk around when Ian would go out in the day, being more strict since around that time he would have meetings and trade offers he would handle so Soohyuk could stay in his own place. Y/n was wondering around the house for the first week he stayed there. Seeing the rooms he could walk into, the foods he could eat but everyday he had to complete certain task Ian left him, and would know if they got done or not. Having to drink small sips of blood from the fridge. Getting used to eating somewhat large meals but going a while without eating them. Running in the sun around the woods, not the woods where his old home was, but he would get close to it and then turn back. Wearing a bracelet that allowed his scent to remain hidden, though he would see missing posters with come home notes stuck on them. But he would never respond to them.

And today was no different, Ian was out doing the list of meetings, trade offers for all kinds of things with Soohyuk. And Y/n slowly getting out of bed and getting himself ready. Slowly getting used to wearing short-sleeved clothes since he would sweat after running for so long. Each morning he would drink a small shot cup of blood with some bacon on the side. The Curtains always stayed closed, but it didn’t matter. He would go out the back door and start his run. It was barrable since he got to listen to music along the run. It always started in the backwoods where, having to run along the stream so he never got lost trying to get back home. Since, the time he finally got up and bright it and early around 8am.

The run would last him about 2 hours when he first started, the point here was getting used to running at quicker speeds, not needing to rely on breaks or feeling like he was soon going to collapse out of exhaustion. Fixing his pants, making sure the phone stayed kept with a zipped up pocket, it wasn’t a fancy phone like some others would have. It just allowed him to play music and get tracked by Ian in case something happened and he wanted to be a tease about it. Asking him where he was because the tracker says something else. Sometimes it would scare him, other times he knew Ian was just messing with him and would laugh seeing Jun freak out if something was wrong.

So he started his run. Starting off slow to get used to picking up speed. Even though the cool air felt great, it was also a good while before the sun would shine bright enough to get burned and sweaty. But this was something they finally had, something to live for. Not having to hunt for food, hear the loud cheers from vampires enjoying themselves in the large town, trying to live in the woods while doing his best to help lead and raise pups, slowly creating his own Pack to lead and be proud of. Though that was never in the picture given how many siblings he had, here he was being pushed to do something.

So here he was, running through the woods and following the stream he slowly got used to seeing. He didn’t know it, but there was something different about this run. Y/n was getting used to feeling eyes around him, meaning someone was watching him. But he was told to never quickly turn around, that would make the person leave before he could catch them. So he slowed down his run before standing still. Not moving but looking forward, he saw the old missing poster of his old picture where he looked so tired and done with everything, but with a knife on his head this time.

He didn’t move fast enough, he slowly turned his head while letting his eyes slowly to look at the woods. Trying to peak into the bushes and higher trees that surrounded him. Who would leave this far out from his old home? It’s slightly too close to the city where day-walking vampires could see someone peaking out the woods and would get curious. But this wasn’t another vampire, Y/n has met none other vampires and most of them were told to look away. Waiting till Ian came out with a letter or a sign, everyone knows how baby vampires are when they’re slowly getting turned. And trying to talk to them can sometimes throw them off and make things harder in the long run. But wolves are a different story, those who are pets can’t to talk without permission, and if it’s someone from the woods, they wouldn’t know.

“You aren’t dead, Y/n?”

Slowly taking out an earbud and turning around. Y/n saw a wolf he knew, someone who often would make sure he was doing his training when his father would tell him to. Making sure Y/n was physically alright and would try to make Y/n talk when he had to do his own loud speeches. But he never did well with those, often stumbling over his words, trying to focus on his words more and would often close his eyes to get the words. Then trying to open his eyes to face the crowd but often he would hate it, sure they were looking at him knowing this was a hard spot and position to be in.

Slowly stepping out of the woods showed the wolf himself, Hyunjin. Only walking over to grab his knife before sliding it back in the knife pocket. Fixing his hair into a ponytail before turning on the heels of his boots. He stared at Y/n, seeing how he looked. He looked less pale, more taken care of yet he didn’t have a collar, nor did it smell like anyone was around him. And since the sun was still rising, he had to be alone. Yet Hyunjin still had the raised eyebrow, head slightly tilted while trying to get closer. But he watched Y/n slowly back away, which made him more curious why.

“Why are you backing away from me Y/n? Your parents have been worried sick and your mom hasn’t stopped berating your dad from the moment she knew something was wrong.”

“You’d tell them. This was my choice to make.”

“You don’t look like the pale boy who hated speaking even to me. What happened?”

Getting closer, walking closer and seeing Y/n's eyes for the first time without hair in front of it, he could see the faint red hue shining there. Something that made his own eyes widen in shock as Y/n just stared at him. But he always knew Hyunjin has a good eyesight for things even if other’s struggle to see it. But that still didn’t answer why he hasn’t wearing one of the same collar’s hyunjin saw from the other wolves he’s seen when he would sneak into the city to get supplies.

“A vampire took you in, yet you aren’t wearing a collar. Yet unlike others you don’t have bite marks. Y/n, what happened?”

“I can’t tell you, for your own safety Hyunjin. You want to be dragged by a vampire? I’m doing what I was told and I’ll need to go soon.”

Hyunjin squinted his eyes, slowly looking around but not moving his head around. There were other eyes, but they weren’t ones he knew. All he did was slightly move back some before he looked at the path behind Y/n. Only to the see the shirtless man, wearing another jacket but this time it was red with matching pants. Having some red roses stick out, but they were a design not actual roses.

Yet he had a curious look on his face as he walked forward. Y/n trying slowly backing away hoping to get hyunjin out but there was no telling what Ian was going to do. Hyunjin always stood tall, holding his knife while his two aces stayed on his back. He saw the man walking who had a bright smile, showing off his fangs but a smell that was confusing Hyunjin, he smelled a vampire smell, but soft woods smell. How does one get to that point?

“Awe I see you met an old Friend of yours? I was wondering why you weren’t moving for a while. I wonder were they worried about you? You would’ve been missing for months by now.”

Y/n looked at the two, seeing Hyunjin get more on edge but trying not to show it. His eyes trying to make sense and connect the dots with how fast they were moving, yet nothing seemed to click. Till he saw the flashes of red and yellow. Everyone heard the stories, yet no one knew his name. They say he died when he set that fire, yet no one ever mentioned if he truly lived or not. Some assumed he ran and died by now since vampires knew to be ruthless. Yet to see him alive, standing and even holding Y/n’s shoulder.

Hyunjin was staring at the two of them, his eyes shifting between the two while he was trying to make a run for it. Stepping back but what was he going to say when he got back? The few that were selected can’t come back home unless they had news about Y/n, or they found him and could bring him back home to his worried mother. Who promised that things would be different, and he didn’t have to feel alone anymore, even after she would get on everyone about it. Yet here he was, does he run back home to report? Or does he run to his makeshift treehouse only to write another report in his notebook that would get delivered back to the pack home?

“Don’t hurt him. He used to check on me when he wasn’t on his routes. Please.”

“Now, now, I can’t just let him ge away back home, I’ll have to take him back since he is technically, crossing the line. Every scavenger has been told that I assume? If word gets out, I let a wolf slip through my fingers I’ll get in trouble and you’ll have to see why. Now we can’t have that can we?”

Hyunjin, slowly move his feet back to say he’s on his side. Because if he went missing, that would make the wolves more worried about those around him. Ian could see it, and before either of them could blink he had Hyunjin up in the air. His hand wrapped around his neck tightly while he watched Hyunjin gasp for air, Grabbing the knife from his side pocket and stabbing his arm as deep as possible out of habit. Yet all Ian was tilt his head, his knives weren’t made to handle vampires this strong. Despite struggling and trying to breathe, groaning while closing his eyes and focusing on breathing. Yet Ian turned to look at the shocked yet standing still Jun.

“I know someone who always wanted to have a fighter wolf. Don’t worry they live close by, not entirely but you wouldn’t be alone I assume? We still have trade routes to secure, and maybe you tow can come along. But before that, It’s safe to say your friend here is going to need more guidance before that. Now run back home. I will be waiting.”

Having a grin on his face, he vanished with hyunjin in hand. Jun looked back and taking off running, he didn’t know it, yet he was running faster than he was used to. The music was one thing, but trying to run and make sure his friend is safe is another. Not to mention how far the house was, yet he could still get there when he heard Hyunjin letting out a loud pain yelled. There was one door he wasn’t supposed to open. But that’s where it was coming from, so he ran to the side door and ran back down the metal stairs before seeing Hyunjin thrown down on the ground. Covering one side of his neck while seeing Ian lick his fangs.

He didn’t fully bite him, but it was close since Hyunjin was still trying to attack. Yet there wasn’t anything much more he could do against someone like this. How do you fight a hybrid with senses so high he can choose when to let himself be attacked before fighting back?

“What’s gonna happen to him?”

“That bite isn’t lethal, but it makes him tired. I have a feeling you don’t want to see me and him fighting constantly till he’s tired, or trying to plan things that would only get him in trouble. So he’ll sleep for a while and then feel tired when he wakes up. Relax, he will be alright. Though I can’t say the same for my friend, and no. There is nothing I can about that. I already have you in my hands, training you is already going to be a fun ride. I can’t handle the two of you while still handling my duties.”

Looking towards his crawling yet struggling friend, he was slowly falling asleep. HIs axes kept next to him while Ian slowly took out the knife and tossed it down. It didn’t bother him; it blended in with his outfit though it would slowly heal and fade away after cleaning it deeply as he could. Softly humming Ian walked to the staircase and took Jun by the hand and walked up. Closing the door and making sure it stayed, he knew his friend would come over tonight at some point, he even met Y/n a couple times when he would come back from his late night punching sessions. Since Y/n also had to get used to moving his hands just as fast.

Along with others moving either just as fast, or even faster. There was no missing a day of this, and since the sun was still up. Y/n still had things to do and there was no excuse, not even checking on his friend. Which he wasn’t allowed to do since he didn’t have the key to even unlock it.

Staring back at the door, Y/n being pulled into the kitchen before being let go. Ian grabbed some snacks to drink, he usually enjoyed eating strawberries in-between meetings and the long walks. While also planning new buildings along the area. They were rebuilding, redoing just about everything to make sure homes were still safe, and things were more accessible, routes would be easier to handle and things were easier to see for those in higher power. The empire was slowly growing, others were coming around willingly and their needed to be more spaces, homes and places to keep things organized without others lashing out against each other to create a hostile place. Which would all crumble and then the main two would have to work hard on rebuilding it all over again. Which in itself would be harder to do.

Yet here was Y/n, looking at Ian confused and worried while he was just standing there eating his freshly cut and washed cup of strawberries. Turning to give Y/n his full attention since he could tell he was going to have.

“You have about 15 minutes to ask me questions before I have to leave, and if I find out you even stopped to get inside that room, you’ll get your first punishment. And if you thought the running in the burning hot sun and having to train until 8pm when I’m done only to join me for certain things was bad, the things I’d do would make you thankful.”

Quietly swallowing while standing up straight. The Burning question still lingered in his head. Was his friend going to be okay? Sure he got part of the answer, but what was really going to happen. Though Ian couldn’t give him a straight answer. After, all HIs friend Bang Chan is a very unpredictable person. Unless someone was there trying to keep him in line, so that depends on how much Hyunjin would put his foot down, but not trying to overstep. That was going to be the fun part Hyunjin would have to learn on his own. Though, as much as Y/n wanted to ask more, even after several more questions Ian told him it was time to go back to his schedule. He had to go help plan out another building for another blood bank. Often planning large layouts for some buildings with more storage, and some rooms to keep people there.

He could trust Y/n to stay alone and keep up with the list he got, can’t he?

He knew the punishments he had in mind would drive Jun slightly insane. He didn’t want to fully put Y/n through what he had to go through, not yet. He wanted to watch Y/n gain something only to have the fear of almost losing it. Putting everything he could into protecting that person only to feel nothing while getting hurt. That would scare people when trying to fight, seeing the person not reacting at all, simply just wanting to lunge at someone and kill them after they pose a threat to the person they care for. That’s what Ian needed them to do, even if they felt like he was messing with him. After all, he can’t always be there to save Y/n even if he wanted to. How does one say they have the most fear lover when people want to see it, only to see him get pulled from work and have to save his lover all the time?

At some point, he would have to make Jun fight him. After all, being considered the strongest it only made sense to make him fight. But he needed to make sure Y/n had the reason. So when he arrived home, he took his friend Bang Chan with him. Walking through the door, just now seeing Y/n drag his feet through the house to the kitchen. Eating his last meal of the day, strawberries that were left in wine with a few drops of blood so he gets used to the taste and feeling. It was clear he just took a long shower with his hair wrapped in a towel, and standing there in large pajamas, trying to stand up and eat. Doing so many pushups, sit-ups, getting used to jumping up high so it would be easier when trying to fly and run on the roofs or different places to run on.

Though, seeing the two men talk and walk to the door. Y/n made his way behind them, Ian knew what was happening, yet let the both of them walking down the stairs. Where Hyunjin got himself to sit up. But he was sweating profusely while trying to use his axes to stand up. He knew his chances of getting out in this state was pointless, but seeing someone new made him on edge. If he stayed here, maybe he could get closer to his friend again, wanting to see and understand why he was here and free without having to worry. But clearly that would not be the case here. And all Y/n could do was stand there on the stairs while seeing Ian get closer, Chan standing behind him with his hands behind his back.

“And why do you suggest I get this one? They look like a mess.”

“Watch it Emo fangs, just because I’m tired doesn’t mean you can push me around.”

All Ian did was stand there with a smile on his face. He knew Chan needed someone to keep himself on track, and not causing mayhem when he’s not under constant watch. We can tell he hates it, knowing someone is always there ready for him to mess up just to they can correct him. But he is a deadly vampire, exactly why Soohyuk hasn’t killed him, yet.

“You could use a sassy wolf by your side since you like throwing around vampires who have had none training. This one here is very good with axes. After all, you do always say you get lonely in your own home. Why not make it interesting instead of walking in and trying to mess with my own pretty wolf?”

“You call him pretty wolf?”

“Does it matter?”

Hyunjin gazed over, looking at the stairs and seeing his friend looking worried, but also tired. After, all with all that moving around and the effects of running faster than normal. He felt like he would collapse but his heart was racing while he watched the guest vampire kneel to the tired hyunjin. Gripping his hair to see his eyes only to get spat on. Hyunjin grinning slightly because he saw the shocked look on Chan’s face. Yet he also had a smirk on his face when seeing Chan slightly wipe it off.

“Ever ask before pulling someone’s hair? Or do you need to get bit?”

After this, Bang Chan threw Hyunjin over his shoulders. Hearing him gasp in shock before being carried out of the house. Sure Y/n was trying to get the courage to say something. But even Ian could see how tired he was getting. So before Y/n could fall and pass out from the day. Ian picked them up and walked to the spare room Y/n agreed to sleep in. Softly humming the same tune he always would even when he was just sitting there. He doesn’t fully understand why he hums this sometimes, but he often does and clearly it was helping Y/n fall asleep. By the time Ian reached the room, carefully laying Jun down and seeing he was asleep. But his cheeks were also turning pink.

Maybe he was blushing after being so close? After all, he’s barely around Ian most of the time but he realized Y/n was changing. His teeth were already getting sharper, despite getting tired quicker at night, or rather in the daytime. He would suddenly wake up during the late hours of the night, but he can’t go outside still. More vampires would walk around and would either try to pull others into their parties or worse things Y/n hadn’t experienced before. Though he knew Ian was probably taking a short nap, he would walk around and do a late night swim. Often being seen floating under the pool water, yet he was getting used to not breathing.

Or rather just floating in the water while feeling his eyes burn before making himself get back to sleep. Of course after drying off and changing his clothes of course just to get back up and do it all over again. Yet tonight it seemed like Y/n was holding onto Ian’s hand tighter than he realized. At first Ian was confused and tried slowly get the hand off, but it was useless as Y/n’s grip got tighter. Yet he was fast asleep and wasn’t waking up even after being shook slightly. So yet here he was, stuck next to the sleeping wolf and stayed there while trying to make himself comfortable. He wondered what was Y/n thinking about, mumbling some in his sleep yet trying to keep Ian close.

So Ian Slowly held Y/n close, rubbing his back in the process and watched how his body slowly relaxed and he was no longer shaking or quickly mumbling in a state of fear. Ian never got to know the feeling of being held or holding someone. So this felt new, but he enjoyed the feelings just a little. What else was he supposed to do? This was the first time he got to hold someone who was still alive, breathing and yet still showed little fear when they looked at him. Let alone felt his touch. He could feel something purring inside of him, but he also knew he would have to wait before he could ever let those feelings out. If this feeling was true, his mate wasn’t strong enough to handle him yet. And he refused to lose the one person who might see him as something other than a monster following orders given.

The next morning was of a surprise, Y/n didn’t have to get ready to run or anything. Though he was expecting taunts about his friend being taken. But no, he got none, he only got a note written by Ian that said he picked Y/n an outfit and to get dressed. He would wait till then, downstairs with a bowl of wine-soaked strawberries. Though surprised, Y/n still agreed and followed what he was told. Getting dressed slowly while messing with his hair. The clothes weren’t too tight, but also not loose where they looked like they could slip off his shoulders. The shoes weren’t suffocating his feet, but also weren’t too wide enough. And of course he still wore the bracelet so no one else could smell him. Taking it off always felt weird, like something was missing from his arms.

But with all of that done, he made his way downstairs and to the living room. Where Ian was sitting finishing his last strawberry. He still had a saved bowl for Y/n , holding it out and watching how he slowly took it. Still confused but also a little out of it still since he was still thirsty and hungry.

“We’re going room shopping today, clothes can wait another time. You’ve behaved well enough that I can excuse yesterday’s curiosity. You can pick whatever you want when we get there, it’ll arrive here and builders will put it together, you just have to tell them what you want. And then maybe we can get some bathroom things, I can imagine that soap is making your nose itch the more you use it.”

At first Y/n just nodded his head, taking the bowl with him and allowing the words to set in. He was getting allowed to pick whatever he wanted for his room? That raised more questions, where were they going for this? Was this a trap? A test even? Yet he was still walking right next to Ian. His Bracelet still on while other vampires got to see Y/n for the first time. Some waving to them, others bowing while some looked away. As friendly as Ian could be, if the matter wasn’t urgent when it was clear he was busy. Either looking annoyed or would mess with the person till they felt like it was time to leave them alone. Though, it was rare he just let the person go longer than a week before they were soon seen on a spike with their head. But the biggest surprise was seeing how the malls have changed since the last time Y/n was here.

The malls were slightly wider with glass walls to show inside of each one. Some places have soft colored clothes, others having a dark aesthetic with shoes clothes by. Purses, bags, accessories all lined up for others to look around. Of course with some food courts that had some food, with some blood bags of course. The first floor had the cheaper stuff, but Ian would not shop there today. He wanted to see what Y/n liked. Keeping their hands together they walked up the stairs, where no one else was there since most of the elite people came here later when most of the lower floors were closed. But he had more things to attend tonight, thinking he should take Y/n with him, but that fully depends on how today was going to go. Since he knew Chan was going to be too busy handling his new pet.

Letting Y/n slowly walk around and pick things slowly. It was like watching a new puppy getting used to their new home. Slowly touching things only quickly look back and make sure what they're doing is okay or to see if someone is rushing towards them. But Ian just slowly walked around close by and gave a nod. Every time he saw Jun pick up something he wanted. Sometimes Ian would say no, that’s just because for now the closet wasn’t that big. Later down the line Y/n would have their own room. But he knew nothing stays this calm and good when you fall in love. No matter how strong you are, how fast or even how smart and trying to plan out every move. Something will always happen and there is nothing that any can do except go through it. And part of Ian was shopping it would not be horrible, knowing he would have to fight for the love of his life.

The party was the first sense that something was wrong. Even when sitting there in a corner with Soohyuk, just sitting there and looking around. Drinking as they waited for the main host to come out with a speech and a feat plan. Every time a party like this was held that meant people would be severed for those who didn’t have a blood bank to turn to. Sometimes these parties would get out of control and the leader would have to step in, often sometimes someone would die. But something was wrong here, too many eyes were staring at the two special guests sitting at the table of the highest members. One of them sitting there with a smirk on their face, the other sitting there looking around. But Ian never let Y/n leave his sight, it alone his side.

Since other vampires were taking over their own sides, some falling to other creatures. Letting someone get loose was a death wish. Siren’s often took over the islands, slowly moving to more tropical places and offering trade routes, in exchange for more protections against some creatures. Sometimes things were going well, other times things were falling apart and there seems to be no going back from them. Though there was one place almost everyone wanted to get into and that was south Korea. Since most trade routes were under their control, along with the forest it seems. What would happen after this? Only time would tell after today.

“Ian, tell me. Do you think the Siren’s are going to ask for their trading routes? Or the witches this time? The witches have been asking for a route to our library’s for ages.”

“Hm, I don’t think you should. Most of the books I feel like their after have vital information about the city. We don’t need them trying to use that against us. We still need to get the forest under control. Or they’ll be trying to get wolves on their side instead.”

“Hm, you caught one yesterday, we can use them can we not?”

Ian looked over to Y/n, who looked up quickly with wide eyes but with Soohyuk staring at him, there wasn’t much he could deny. After all, he was going to be in the high circle. If there was no important information Jun could give, he’d get tossed to the side like trash and left for dead. Besides this was getting him out of his shell and getting more confident in his own voice, his own power. Nothing screams more dangerous than someone who had nothing to lose. This is the first test Y/n would have to give up most spots that had wolf packs, his own siblings. Along with his own that he left and dragged hyunjin along with. After that, Ian would do his best to test out but for now, they needed to see how easy Y/n will give this up.

Hyunjin wouldn’t forgive him for a while if he found out. But after all what else did the two have? So while looking at the two, messing with the small glass of red wine mixed with blood. He took a deep breath, straightening his shoulders and his back and looked at the two and the table. Acting like it was a map.

“From the last time I knew, there were 5 other packs with mine being the sixth one. There’s a big tree that acts like the waypoint. There will be six large wooden stakes that lead the way to each one. If you want to pull them in, you’ll want to offer things like food, medicine and even materials. If you want to keep invading forces outside, you’ll need those who know the forest good enough. But if we have time, and you send someone who isn’t that strong, they might be more welcoming that way. Go for the south one, mine was the north. The south needs more help and will take anything, if you can slowly go from there, then you’ll slowly have a growing network. No collars, even when they get here. They hate those.”

Watching Y/n answer these questions without stuttering or trying to avoid eye contact meant that Ian was doing something write. Even though all the running and working out seemed like overkill to some it was helping more, then others could see for now. But he was making someone confident in themselves and their answers. Not having to question about their thoughts and methods and could handle things without feeling someone being disappointed in their actions and choices. Something they needed the entire time as a little push. But this almost meant that Soohyuk was doing well, taking Ian in and giving him little information only to watch Ian grow and figure things out to fit themselves and slowly continue the same method. It was like watching a son of his grow up and figure things out in the chaotic world he was slowly creating.

Slowly getting comfortable, Y/n leaned back in the chair and took small sips from his glass before seeing the lights shine bright to the balcony. Showing a siren walk out with their eyes scanning the crowd, but locking eyes with the main table. A smile showing with a dress bright yet classy enough to capture all eyes and bring all attention forward with nothing else to lose, and nothing more to hide. Offering new cultures, resource's, structures and help to create a place welcoming for all. The main thing would be Soohyuk and Ian, getting on their good side is hard. And this is where Y/n needed to create a tougher skin, and that was going to be the hard part. Despite the speech going on Ian’s eyes would slowly drift to look at Jun, part of him felt despair. He wouldn’t always be there, one heeded to kick up the intensity of his training and make sure Y/n could handle himself. Though messing with Siren’s was something he would learn with them. But he was ready to handle anything and come out on top.

But he still leaned over to Soohyuk’s shoulder and whispered quietly in his ear. Wanting to see what they should do.

“What do you think is the best approach here? Your guest seems to get closer to you, are we sure we can trust them as well?”

“They mentioned how the witches wanted to hold books of every creature and use their weaknesses to rule and finally stop me. For now, I’m seeing what they offer, your wolf still has soft skin and was struggling with eye contact. A siren song can easily break him. What do you plan on doing on that?”

“Fair play. I will do my best, We have time before the siren’s try to make a move getting closer. I’ll do my best to keep pushing them even if we fight.”

“You need new scars, I can’t wait to hear that.”

Y/n hated this. The fights were getting more harsh, less ruthless and yet Ian seemed to have barely broken a sweat. Even when he was bleeding he still kept going, how was this supposed to help? Sirens don’t fight they sing. Why did he have to get physically stronger? But this was also making his fangs sharper, his eyes having a brighter glow to them when Y/n was pushing himself. Something Ian was digging around while rubbing salt on old wounds. Their fights were getting harsher while Ian would leave to handle the wolf situation. That party was two months ago. And so far with the information given they were making quick improvements to help the more struggling packs. Doing their best to keep things ahead and careful when walking into enemy territory, since word of some lower rank vampires were offering smaller resources that they snuck to give to them. Helping packs to create safer homes without the worry of everyone dying out from infections and lack of care.

Though of course when Hyunjin finally heard word of this he was furious at first. It didn’t help he was still fighting Chan and getting the man on his knees most of the time; he found out why. It was something he was confused about, but he knew Y/n always did care, even if he had to sell him out. Yet he didn’t know how Y/n was still doing, and here he was, his fist on the ground while looking at Ian. Seeing that he cut Ian’s eye and he actually screamed in pain when it happened. At first Y/n thought it was a prank, something to get him to lower his guard into walking over only to get tackled. But Ian was now on the ground holding his eye and hissing. So Y/n jumped up and ran over.

Realizing with wide eyes this wasn’t a prank and Ian had in fact gotten seriously cut on his eye. It was healing, but with how cut Y/n managed, using nothing but his Claws as weapons. They’ve gotten sharper over the years, meaning they could leave serious harm if ever needed for any reason at some point. But something about this made Jun feel more worried about it. Watching Ian slowly get up only to feel more pain in his eye trying to open it. But he was trying to sound genuine despite needing help to get up.

“See? You can improve when pushed! We just need to work on putting on a cold face and some- ow fuck!- some smiles in there! That scares people when fighting. And soon we’ll have to expose you to some siren songs and hide earbuds or something easy to cover your ears with. That will help you unless they know knocking them out helps.”

“Ian you’re bleeding why are you trying to comfort you me right now! Come on, before someone comes over!”

Keeping his eye closed and covered, Ian followed Y/n back inside of the house. The blood quickly drying up behind him and sitting on a bar stool in the kitchen while keeping his head back. His right eye being cut, slowly opening it and looking around. He could see just fine, but seeing Y/n’s shocked eyes and worried look like he just did something wrong. He knew something was wrong about it. But since they're in the kitchen, there're no mirrors to fully look at himself to figure it out for himself. So he only tilted his head while slowly wiping the blood from his eye with a black towel. He knew he was fine, but why was Y/n looking more terrified than meeting Soohyuk for the first time?

“I'm fine why do you look worried still? Did I get more blood on my shirt? It’s just a tank top!”

“Your eye, it’s white!”

Tilting his head again, he stood up and walked to the hallway mirror. Looking At himself with a surprised expression, turning to y/n with a smile slowly rising on his face once again despite Y/n looking terrified and didn’t know what to make of this. How was he just standing there smiling at the situation? What in the world was he supposed to do during all of this?

“You’re doing great! This is proof your growing. Think, before this you looked more lost than me, no offense. But now you’re finding your voice, your strength and soon so much more! This scar is proof. Besides, this is great scar by the way I could scar so many people with this!”

There was something about Ian that was making it nearly impossible not to laugh when he was laughing with all his chest and stomach, it felt more genuine when was laughing. Even in serious situations, here they are just laughing. It only started because Ian couldn’t stop laughing at the fact that Y/n looked so worried but also had a sad pout on his face. He looked so cute in his eyes, but it just made him laugh because of a thought he had in his mind but he would not say it out loud. Yet deep down, doing good with the training, he just had to keep pushing him. No matter how hard it was getting and no matter how hard he just wanted to give into his own feelings and emotions.

“Alright alright, we still have things to do. Let’s head back outside and look around for some things to keep.”

“Why do you think we’ll have to fight the sirens? If I can ask that questions regarding that.”

Closing the sliding glass door, Ian turned to them with a slouch in his shoulders while messing with his hair. He wanted to tell them; they were going to find out either and there was nothing stopping them. But the matter was if they could handle it, could they? Before this it was clear their fighting knowledge was small, but maybe this could help in the long run? Maybe it would show that this is serious and not just Ian trying to pick on them for no reason, other than being bored with no one else to bother. Or wanting to tease him and pull things out of further proportions.

“When having new creatures try to join us, there is a library that holds a lot of private and sensitive information. Not only just to me but obviously to every other vampire here, including him. If that got into the wrong hands someone would use that against us, and after years of standing on top we aren’t risking anything. So the fact you gave us tips about the wolves, which works well, we can not only strengthen our forces but we can work on being prepared. Our secret goal is making the books seem outdated and protected for no reason, but obviously we haven’t gotten there yet. Now, with that in mind we have to make sure we get there’s nothing anyone can use. Now save questions for later, go searching for something that makes it hard to ear. But it blends well. We have many lakes coming and going, which can end deadly.”

Sirens are one thing, witches are bound to be another, but one step at a time means they're doing better than not. If anyone would be a larger help, it would be Hyunjin knowing where most hidden hideouts are. Getting there and sending in a good word would do wonders for packs closer to the north. They trust hyunjin more than anything, and if they see he’s not deathly hurt, and getting stronger while learning. Then the wolves would have a very high advantage here, and showing that Jun is safe and learning, but determined as well, it would be something better than nothing. Everything was slowly coming together and nothing else was being lost anymore.

Looking around didn’t just feel like looking around at plane trees holding life anymore, these trees would soon connect more places and people than others could imagine at the time being. And there was nothing stopping anyone soon.

Everything was going to plan. The wolves were slowly joining forces with the vampires, though change was something vampires were struggling with. But if everyone wanted to show that not even sirens could stop them they needed to get alone and stand up for themselves, which is something some weren’t used to. But one group didn’t believe it, and Y/n knew what he needed to do. But he had to go alone, and knowing that Ian was going to be busy with more planning, more secret events and trying to get as much information as he could. Y/n could use this time and have a talk he never though he would have. Talking with his Father about it, and that would feel like banging his head on the wall, or as he liked to say, Arguing with a wall. Even if he brought hyunjin along with him, it would be a heated argument.

But things change as time flies by. Y/n was no longer the peaceful one and was getting more ready to stand up and bash heads with other people. He knew if they were to fight he could use things to his advantage since he’s gotten used to fast movements, running faster and having to think with spilled seconds. It was something different, but it was slowly becoming useful. But the hard part was agreeing on a place to meet, Y/n knew if he went back inside of the pack house he would have to fight to get out. And that would make Ian come in and most likely start killing as a warning. Which would make things worse and not what they needed, but this talk needed to happen on fair grounds.

So they agreed to meet near the city border, where the city met the woods and where Y/n would often sneak away to. They would have about 2 hours to talk, Ian saying they needed to take their time and let the two sirens feel welcomed and not like they were being watched, which itself was a dangerous game but it needed to happen. And instead of training more and even getting to practice with hyunjin, Y/n did this before anyone else could do.

Looking around the trees and peaking, seeing their father and oldest brother felt weird. But also not fair since they agreed to come alone, but Y/n was determined to keep his foot down and stayed on his side of the line. Since if they crossed over Y/n could fight them and claim self defense, something everyone knew which was why no wolf could get caught fighting a vampire across that line. His older brother always agreed to stay with their father while the others spread out and were now agreeing with vampires and getting more supplies, but also growing with protection of the other ones. Some offering to give their extra supplies to the north pack but all they wanted to see if Y/n was truly okay or just being used as a toy, because why did he leave home in the first place? The answer was always there, but when has yelling at a wall ever been helpful?

Standing there with his arms crossed, Y/n stared at his two family members. He looked healthier and brighter, but something in his eyes screamed at them. It wasn’t a silent scream, but a visible scream.

“You said we’d talk alone, why is Jason here as well?”

“He wanted to see if you were truly okay Y/n. You left at night and never came back, what were we supposed to do?”

“Worry about other things, but we aren’t here to discuss the past. You wanted to see if I was alive, I’m fine and I’m growing. What else would you like to know in a bigger situation then this?”

Jason looked at his little brother, who would usually just shrug and keep his mouth shut. Not wanting to make things worse since often the yelling would get to be too much. But he came along just to make sure these two didn’t draw too much attention. If it got too worse, they would get in more trouble they needed. So he stood there trying to check for scars, for bite marks and looks of drainage, yet he looked more alive than ever, and was getting stronger with each passing week something he was proud of, but knew someone stronger than him could take away. But he shook his head slightly, taking a deep breath and stepping forward with his hands out in a soft manner, not trying to pose as a threat.

“Mom has been on everyone’s backs about getting you home safe or at least letting her know you’re truly okay. And with the vampires helping the others she was getting desperate since none of them told her about you.”

“And I’m alive and doing better. What else do you want from me.”

“Y/n, are they really just using you? The siren threat doesn’t sound real. Not to mention Hyunjin hasn’t come back or even sent letters anymore.”

“Hyunjin is here, and getting better. That siren threat isn’t fake, and if you want to see what happens then be my guest. I’m not here to fight any of you, I’m here to give you answers and then leave, there are plans that need to be done and I’m not risking anything. Wasting my time doing this isn’t helping anyone.”

Something didn’t feel right, like that scene in movies where you're waiting for someone to jump and make a move. It was there but something was telling Y/n not to move like others would/ Something told him to stand on guard and be prepared for someone to walk out and plan something. Listening to the surrounding woods more deeply, wanting to see what could happen. The sound of someone’s heartbeat was strong despite hearing their best efforts of keeping themselves hidden and silent. All Y/n did was stare at his father, who was looking to the left behind a tree close to him. His brother just had a look screaming he was sorry. This was a trap, and if Y/n walked any further in the woods, away from vampires watching, something would’ve happened.

But these two were out of the loop for a lot of things, and using earwax early on was helpful. Feeling his claws slowly get sharper with his eyes getting a dark hue to them, Y/n slowly took one step back before hearing someone running closer to him. Jason looking down to not witness the take down only for the pair to be stunned, Y/n was quick to flip the wolf over his shoulder and onto the ground, twisting his arm in the process and holding his sharp claws at his neck. Close to cutting deeply and leaving him for dead. His other arm crushing the wolf’s wrist before letting go and stepping away, his eyes staring deep at his shocked brother and father while his movements were slow. His ears were hearing the hearts racing and blood rushing.

And here he stood, inspecting only to see that the two had necklaces with shells on them. They were small but seemed to be important. The realization hitting him like a slap and a punch; it made him want to cry while he stood there. Keeping his face stone cold, like his teachings showed him.

“You were with the sirens from the start? What could you possibly give a siren that they don’t already have? Land with no lakes?”

“You don’t understand. They offered to get you and move all the wolves to a better place, we even went and picked an island, but mom is hell bent on taking you with and away from the vampires. We’re here to take you, these shells are like shields from their songs.”

Jason tried to explain, looking at the crawling wolf only to see his broken his wrist was. But also saw how his brother looked at him, a smirk on his face, something that was rare to see even when he was truly happy. But this had dark intentions behind it that needed time. Y/n had a reason to get better, betrayal.

“Tell him the truth Jason. We planned on killing the vampires that even took you, they can face the siren’s alone and finally leave us alone, what’s better than that? We can start over and not need to worry about resources. No limits or restrictions, are you saying you’d rather stay here? You cold expand and start your own pack like the others, you remember misty right? She’s already sworn herself as your wife when we return home. it’s rude to keep your bride waiting.”

Staring at his family like they were strangers, all emotions left his eyes just like they used. Nothing yet he seemed to look straight through them. It was always unsettling to look at when Y/n would talk, no emotion in his voice or face. It was like staring at a cloud and getting nothing in return. How does someone talk to that when it feels like they could kill you with a swift move?

“You know, mom never did like how you did things behind her back and lying till you no longer could. You think just because the sirens showed you a place to live that it doesn’t have strings attached? I walked in here and learned so many things I could survive on my own in the wild instead of being told it’s just heat and there’s nothing to be done and clashing with you every second I tried to talk. But side with the Siren’s, but if I hear you begging for mercy when they prove me right, I hope I’ll be right there while you become someone's dog. Now come near me, and I will show you just how fast i can shatter that stupid wolf’s bones.”

Shaking his head as he quickly ran away. He needed to get back in the house and start throwing things. He needed to scream and rip things while the others were busy, no wonder he didn’t ge anything when they first tried to reach out. It was something he hated, and it was pissing him off more, what he didn’t notice was that during all of this his eyes were flashing two different colors. His emotions were high and reaching levels he had yet to handle. Running in the house and getting into the rage room as he called it. Throwing things around, shattering glass, breaking metal chairs and tables. He didn’t even get the chance to close the door and change so the blood didn’t get in his new clothes. But rage blinded him.

Scratching, ripping and screaming loud enough where Ian heard from the other side of town. Just as the meeting was clearing up and he could hurry home. After all, he was trying to listen in on the other sirens he had to be around in the cafe, wanting to make sure no one was planning something and if they were, he knew who to look for and who to follow. But hearing broken cries and screams shocked him to the point he was running on roofs to get home faster. Swinging the door opened and closed, he ran down the hall only to see a panting, rage filled and slightly bleeding Y/n. Who was about to break another mirror before Ian wrapped his arms around Y/n’s shaking figure and got him to stop. Despite him struggling while letting out screams and hisses before letting himself go limp.

Just laying there while Ian watched him with worried eyes, slowly moving him to the kitchen where he could truly get a good look at him. Wanting to see where the cuts were and wanting to know what made Y/n go on a rage filled destruction spree and not even flinching at the pain.

“Hey hey hey, Y/n what happened? I thought you were gonna sleep in today?”

Slowly blinking away the tears, the cuts slowly healing since none of them were that deep. Watching Ian slowly cup his cheeks so the two could stare at each other, Ian looking worried and concerned and Y/n trying not to cry while the feeling of his soft touch slowly calmed him down and keep him focused. Looking at him and focusing on staying calm and slowly breathing to explain. And slowly he got it, how Y/n went to meet with his family, only to almost get dragged and promised in marriage to an island far from here while the vampires had to fight against the sirens.

Talking about how they had a wolf close by and would’ve taken him by force and use him as bait to lure others in. Only to be viewed as a traitor, which would’ve been pointless to take him back other than making him serve his punishment as such. Even when being married he’d still have weekly punishments to attend to only to go back to his wife and keep going despite the pain. But Ian could see the pain, even after throwing things around and now learning the north had sided with the sirens. Which would explain why they wanted to get closer to the vampires in the first place since they both would clash. Needed people alive or intact to be drained of blood, and siren’s needed fresh meat to eat. How were they supposed to get along when their ways of eating were too different?

Ian didn’t speak the entire time, listening through the hiccups and stutters before slowly embracing Y/n, keeping his head on his shoulder near his neck. Not moving much while standing and just softly rocking Y/n. Soft back rubs and hums, the pain in his eyes were so real, yet it wasn’t just seeing someone he grew close to crying, he knew how special Y/n was to him and could only rock. He wanted to confess so bad, but this wasn’t the time. He wanted to do so under a full moon when they had nothing to worry about, they could just be themselves and get it over with. But he knew one thing, Y/n had a reason to live and keep pushing. Meaning if he ever got turned mid fight, he would wake up stronger.

Even during this time Ian made a silent promise to himself, he would protect Y/n as best as he could. Making sure he would never have a reason to cry or scream like this again while he stood strong. He stayed there for hours, taking note how Y/n’s shoulder’s relaxed some and his voice was softer. He was getting tired, this meant more than just being tired, Y/n was growing and his body needed to restart, basically.

“When we catch them, let me be the one to punish them…” And a soft grin spread on Ian’s face while he watched Y/n fall asleep. He had someone like him in his arms, he couldn’t wait to win this and keep Y/n near, knowing nothing was taking him away. Ian watched how Y/n slowly fell asleep in his arms. Carefully carrying him to the bedroom and laying down. Ian watched how Y/n’s body slightly twitched with each movement. His body was awake and ready to wake up and attack anyone whoever came near. But he just laid there, softly rubbing Y/n’s back and hummed the same random tune he always did. Just looking down and taking in how Y/n’s body was resting and relaxing. It made him question how life would look after this fight with the sirens.

Some could say the pair are overreacting, but with something like this and now getting conformation of overthrowing, and killing most likely. Despite being known as cruel, he’d always protect his home with those who stood by him. And making sure things were going to be settled smoothly, the two would make sure those who switched were punished along with creating a safer home. He was growing slowly but surely leaning more towards change, and seeing how Soohyuk was creating something he’d never thought he would. A home for others, while showing how he’d never step down the latter. He was a dangerous man, and if he needed to go back to wars, he would do so with no mercy in his eyes while putting his strongest men to the test.

Though sleep was something that would come as rare now. Despite Y/n sleeping early after getting stronger, drinking more and eating more raw meat to stay strong, he still just felt more tired and even Ian was concerned why. But there was little time to figure it out, reports of sirens getting closer and planting things on the outsides were getting more common as traps. The wolves putting up a fight, some gave in when promised better resource's, others stayed with the vampires and gave what they could while getting more weapons in return while those with children, or expecting were taken to places to rest. The vampires being made to create more buildings with resources, no more collars or being treated like toys to be tossed to the side. But everyone has to have something covering their ears in case they heard singing from the waters, it was nothing more than just a trap.

But something was wrong, One day Y/n went to sleep and hasn’t woken up since. Ian was getting more erratic as time passed and the sirens were slowly getting closer. Hyunjin stood next to him and waited to see for movement, but there was nothing. Yet he could see Y/n was alive, he would twitch randomly and his heart was beating, he was steady and nothing was wrong. Yet nothing seemed to wake him up, but the fights was starting, those who were being set out on the front lines were following a plan Hyunjin crafted after weeks, making sure arches were ready with bullets not meant to kill but stunned while others dragged them in certain pits, tied up with their mouths covered. Those on the front lines with spears and daggers were to take down those using weapons instead of singing while creating an opening for him and Ian to get to Seonghwa and Wonbin, and to drag them to the center house where they would remain while being questioned.

At first Bang chan was hesitate about this, but Hyunjin went regardless. Running when the flaming arrow soared in the sky while running deeper into the woods. Where his old home stood and looked to be on the verge of collapsing, having his two trusted axes on his back with daggers in his hand with his hair tied back into a bun so he could see. He’d never thought he’d have to fight his own pack, but there were times he’d imagine it and coming out on top regardless of who he was fighting. But having to fight against siren’s with skills being water and fighting, it made him excited while he fought and swung. But fighting with emotions high on edge was the hard part, even with his ears covered he was still struggling to come to terms with Y/n's condition. He was perfectly fine, nothing seemed to be wrong and his body was even healing itself from hidden injuries, yet why wasn’t he waking up? Was it the two creatures inside fighting again? Was it the food or maybe even the stress of being in a war?

His thoughts were racing while his movements were becoming sloppy, making it hard for Hyunjin to cover his open spots while being pulled across the wet floor. Despite having the upper hand outside, having to fight other trained siren’s with Seonghwa leading the charge was harder than most fights. Ian nearly falling to a weapon designed to turn him into dust, some mouths told secrets that supposed to share. Making the fight feel more intense despite some siren’s falling to their knees because of the sharp cuts and bleeding out on the sides. Being forced to watch more of their comrades fall to the side from arrows and sharp items. But if Ian were to fall, the battle would take a turn worse for them, better for the siren’s. But towards the end, seonghwa let out a song that seemed to make even the siren’s freeze. Singing strong enough to make the water around them swing around and act like sword swings. He never used his siren song before, if he ever did then it was for dire situations.

Looking up at the staircase where seonghwa was singing, the song mixing with Wonbin who was kneeling on the ground. Ian looked up with eyes burning with rage, hyunjin ready to throw his axe despite needing to take them alive. Only for him to grin while Ian ran up the stairs, charging behind seonghwa with bright red and yellow eyes shown Y/n charging with his ears covered, only to wrap his arms around seonghwa and falling down the stairs. Tumbling down before landing on the hardwood floors he once stomped around on when he was angry at something. It slowly rolling up while hearing the sounds of Seonghwa hissing while trying to stand, but his leg and hip burned with pain. Wonbin forced to be still with Soohyuk holding his neck, his nails close to squeezing Wonbin’s neck, close enough to nearly crush it.

“Now you have one choice to make here, live under my rule and suffer the consequences, or die with the rest of your people who’ve already been taken captive. And I highly doubt you want Seonghwa to watch your neck be crushed while you die.”

Watching seonghwa struggle to get up, Y/n keeping his bleeding head down, Wobin could only nod. Just wanting to save his 2nd in command and refusing to die out. Ian running over and hugging Y/n as tight as he could. His jacket and shirt ripped off during the fight, having some scars and bleeding scratches. He was just happy to see that Y/n was alive, but soon looking at his eyes and fangs, the transformation was done without the pain of being turned, but this just made Ian more happy and excited at this news. Picking up Y/n and spinning him around with a bright smile despite the blood around the two. Along with Hyunjin rolling his eyes in a playful manner, hearing the quick footsteps and the broken door being swung opened with Chan leading the other vampires in and taking the two living members back into the city. Chan running over to make sure Hyunjin wasn’t entirely too injured.

Soohyuk watching his two strongest men find people who made them fall to their knees and smile with joy in their eyes. Having someone to protect, and to go home to. But he still had an empire to build and maintain, starting with rebuilding his own once again and making sure nothing else could happen, and if so he had it ready and prepared. Though he was also prepared to hear the make-out sounds and canceling out the noises and staying away from his house since the smell would soon to get too much despite his home being hidden.

Getting home was like chasing a high, Y/n running in front of Ian while laughing, despite Ian having a serious look on his face with a grin. The moment the front door was closed and the large curtains covered the large back windows. Ian grabbed Y/n and pinned him to the wall, locking their lips together in a hot and rough kiss. Ian’s hands running down and picking up Y/n’s legs, wrapping them around his legs while feeling Y/n’s hands rubbing his chest and nipples, often squeezing them which made Ian whimper against the kiss. Pulling away to let out a loud whimper, his head leaning back with his hands squeezing Jun’s thighs. Looking down at Y/n with their eyes locking in each other, no words needed to be spoken, only nods and tugging at anything they could.

Ian kept his head up and to the side, letting Y/n suck and kiss on his neck and shoulders while making his way up the stairs and getting to his room, since it was the first room he could think of. Swinging the door opened and closed and pinned Y/n down on the bed. His arms caging Y/n under his arms while leaving rough kisses on his chest, ripping off the shirt with his hands moving quickly. It Tasting little drops of blood while his ears were being filled with Y/n’s moans and soft whispers.

Ian kissing his chest, his tongue softly tracing up to his ear, his hands holding the flimsy and almost torn off sweatpants Y/n had worn the day he fell asleep. Looking down at Ian’s shoulders with his legs wrapped around Ian’s waist, feeling something rub against him and biting his lip.

“I’ve been waiting months for this stupid war to be over just so I could make you mine. Nothings about to stop me, are you okay with that?’

“I better be screaming all fucking Night Ian.”

The two locking eyes, licking their lips before going in for another rough kiss, clothes being ripped and thrown off to the side like nothing mattered. Some in the corner some barely made it off the bed completely with how flimsy they were being tossed aside. Ian leaving many kisses and purple hickies over Y/n’s chest like nothing else mattered. Grinning against his skin hearing the gasp and moans, feeling Y/n’s touch with each kiss and his hair being messed and tugged on. Gods, he loved the feeling and could feel himself twitching with each touch and kiss, but he wanted to drag this on for as long as possible, leaving marks everywhere he could with no regrets and knowing the pair would go all night with no regrets. Things in the morning could wait despite having to deal with things they didn’t want to think about right now.

Leaning up and watching Y/n reach up to leave his own marks on Ian’s tattooed covered chest and up to his neck, knowing since Ian barely ever covered his chest people would see them and ask questions. Y/n made sure they stuck and showed, but everyone knows Ian, he would brag about them regardless if someone asked or not. But he loved them, enjoying the sight and biting his lip. He wanted to pound Y/n right into the mattress, watching him grip something only to see the stars before coming back down from heaven. Flipping Y/n on his stomach he wanted to see the back before taking him once again in the front. Not only that, but being able to leave marks and kisses on his back knowing the only person who could see them is him.

“Grip something, unless you want to be rocking under me for the rest of the night.”

His deep hushed voice made Jun shiver before seeing him grip a pillow and some of the headboard before letting out a louder gasp and moan. Feeling the tip slowly push inside him along with the rest of his cock. Arching his back some and gripping the headboard, Smacking the bed to get Ian to move. Slightly keeping himself up Ian quickly moved his hips, his hands gripping Y/n’s side just to help himself find a steady pace before letting one hand spank and grip Y/n’s ass, hearing the pleasured screams and moans from Y/n while leaning his head forward just to see Y/n’s eyes rolled back and his tongue sticking out. His head bouncing back and forth while gripping anything he could and leaving scratches. He was getting closer, Ian could see it on his face, just to see the written pleasure on his face. But Ian didn’t want to finish just yet, so he pulled out and flipped Y/n back on his back. He wanted the scratches on his back, on his chest or just about anywhere.

Kisses Y/n before he could let out a loud cry, pushing himself back in and picking up the pace. Pulling his head back and watching Y/n throw his head back, exposing the dark purple hickies covering his neck while leaving scratches on Ian’s back, trying to stare at Ian’s focused and pleasured face. His eyes fluttering closed while leaning his head to the side, trying to keep himself steady and in control before leaning down and kissing Y/n ’s shoulder and whispering in his ear.

“Gods Doll I love you so much. Look at you painted like a piece of art simply made and created by me, oh there’s nothing better than seeing this. Gods if you could see yourself and how beautiful you look trying to talk to me only to scream my name and beg for that sweet release. Tell me babyboy how badly do you want to release?”

All Y/n could do was quickly nod his head, letting out a loud whimpering cry at the feeling of his prostate being mercilessly attacked by Ian, holding his head down and making sure each movement was hitting all the right places. Making sure Y/n felt like he was in the clouds and never running out of energy to do so, feeling himself shiver and letting out a higher whimper, he knew he was close, and by the feeling that Ian was closer, but the night was still young and there was truly no ending to this endless love night. Yet Here he was being trapped with a smile on his face as he stared at Ian, his movements getting sloppier, he was getting closer with each movement. Holding each other closer at the feeling of their release. Head’s being titled back but Ian didn’t seem to stop despite seeing Y/n shaking in his arms.

Going throughout the night, the entire bed looking a mess and sheets thrown around the room. The bed needing to be changed and deep cleaned with all the stains that were placed on the bed, having to rest Y/n on the guest bed while he made sure the main bed got cleaned. Looking down at Y/n with a smile on his face.

“Whoops, I don’t think you’re gonna be able to walk for a while. I went a little too far on pounding you though. Oh, did you like the last one? Holding your hands back while helping you bounce? Oh, could we do that again? It was an amazing show.”

“Ian…I’m tired.”

“Oh right! Whoops let me get you in a bath and a drink! Oh, I’ll clean the bed afterwards and you’re relaxed!”

Rolling his eyes while laying on the bed, trying not to laugh while slowly moving. Watching Ian run some warm water with some bubbles along with some rose petals. Letting the water slowly rise and soon laid Jun inside the water, letting him relax for as long as possible, grabbing the sheets and clothes, throwing them in the washer while getting a steamer deep cleaning the mattress while listening in case Y/n was ready to get Y/n out of the bath and soon dressed for bed. Softly humming as he got the end cleaned and soon would get the clothes out. Helping Jun get out of the bath and dried off, being lathered in his favorite lotion and getting dressed for bed. He knew he needed rest and kept him tucked in, laying next to him and nuzzling the mark growing on Y/n's shoulder. Smiling softly as he let out a purr.

Letting out a soft sigh, taking his long hair down, his black and gold silk robe softly swaying in the wind while he walked outside into the large homemade garden. The grey stone path leading to other sections of flowers while he slowly carried a watering can while he carefully water the bright hydrangeas before walking to the large stone water fountain. Letting the moon shine down with the large garden while letting out a soft sigh. Setting down the empty water can and sitting next to the water fountain and staring at the full moon.

-

The sun was shining so brightly, and Martin Blackwood knew that, for many, it represented hope and cheer. Sunny days had never really felt like that to him, though. It meant harsh, bright lights hurting his eyes, pounding down on him and burning him whenever he had to work out under it. There was one sight he would never stop being thankful for, though. 

Jonathan Sims sat cross legged on the porch with a book in his lap, reading with an intensity Martin didn’t think he himself had ever felt. His lips were moving silently, as if reading along, and he was crouched in a position that would no doubt leave his back in agony later, his oversized sun hat shielding him from the worst of the sun. 

And he looked absolutely gorgeous. 

Martin couldn’t help but stop and stare, the sight taking his breath away. It was silly, they lived together, they saw each other every day. And yet, he still could hardly wrap his mind around the fact that this life was his. He could consider John his partner, his boyfriend, and that those feelings were reciprocated. 

He shook himself out of his daze and approached, just because he could. John didn’t seem to notice, too engrossed, and Martin felt a thrill of joy and wonder at that. He used to be so jumpy, so nervous, but when they were together, he could relax. He could let down his guard. And that was an honor Martin would never take for granted. 

And then, also just because he could, he ran his hand up John’s back, tangling in the hair at his neck. He smiled as John shivered, sitting up straighter so he could push back against the touch, as if he couldn’t get enough. He made a pleased little noise and Martin was fairly sure he’d closed his eyes. 

“You’re going to hurt your back,” Martin said, knowing his smile was much too obvious in his words. 

“What if I want it to?” John snapped, although there was no real annoyance there. 

“Suit yourself,” Martin chuckled. “Are you thirsty? I was thinking about making some tea.”

“I should be the one offering,” John said, finally turning so he could look at him, but not so much as to dislodge his touch. “I seemed to have lost track of time.”

“That’s fine,” Martin said, smiling so softly, so fondly. It still took him by surprise, when John wanted to do things for him, even something as minor as this. As happy as it made him, it didn’t stop him from teasing as well. “Mine’s better anyway.”

“Ungrateful,” John snorted in indignation, but he was pretty sure it started out as a laugh and that was simply his attempt to disguise it. “Fine, then. Make it yourself. I’m making dinner, though.”

“What?” Martin said in mock despair. “I thought you loved my cooking.”

“Your cooking can use as much work as my tea,” John replied. He stood and tucked his book under his arm, and Martin’s arm settled comfortably at the small of his back. As they headed inside. 

“That’s so cruel,” Martin said, and it took everything in him not to burst out laughing at the clear shock on his face. 

“My tea is not that bad!” John said, grumbling complaints as he entered the house, and Martin couldn’t help but laugh at the pure indignation. 

Martin paused at the threshold and looked out over their yard, over the garden they’d been working to cultivate, at the road and the thick forest beyond. This was his home, but the melancholy he’d felt was still there, he wasn’t sure it was something that could ever really go away. Especially since he took on the Lonely as his patron. 

He wasn’t sure why it felt different today, like it was stronger. Like it was waiting. And was that a bit of mist there, hovering near the underbrush despite the heat of the day? 

Well, it would have to wait a good while longer, because he had no desire to give into it. He had a life, he had friends, and he had someone he wanted to be with more than anything. The loneliness of his past was like a sickness, alluring in its familiarity, always so relentless. But he was strong enough now to fight it. 

He found his fingers traveling to the charm John had given him what felt like a lifetime ago, a reminder that he wasn’t alone anymore. He heard John’s voice from inside the house as he did, and he let it draw out a smile from him. It was okay to be happy, and there was someone he very much wanted to make happy as well. 

“Are you coming or not?”

“Someone’s impatient for tea,” Martin teased, turning his back on the outside world, returning to the little haven they’d built.