Petit Loup

Every time the two of them get into the shower and Scott gets this way, Alec knows it’ll be almost impossible for him to get cleaned up. Scott would do everything in his power to get the oldest alpha riled up for their engagement. Was it annoying? Kind of. Although Alec admits he does like the attention and praise now and then. Just not in the shower, but he’s made exceptions in the past. Now? There were none. He wanted this. He’s been wanting this sort of attention for some time now.

As Alec grabs the bottle of body wash, going to scrub himself, he had to stop. Scott’s mouth was around the alpha’s cock already. Giving him no time to clean himself. Impatient. So was Alec but, thought he could get away with cleaning himself quickly. One hand gripping the plastic bottle somewhat tight while another hand is firmly placed another hand on Scott’s head. Fingers gently running through the wet hair. Savoring the feeling around his cock, moans escaping that hot breath of his.

A heavy breathing takes place as Scott continued to tease Alec. While trying to get himself clean, the sensation of having someone go down on him is too overpowering. Soupy water falls from the chest, down to the waist. Cock twitching while in a mouth, aggressively waiting to pound away at Scott’s face. Something that Alec had done before, but had in mind he shouldn’t be this aggressive anymore. He’s not that old wolf he used to be. Forceful. Now he’s more gentle with people.

“Damnit…” Whispering under his breath. Head tilting back, eyes closed, allowing only the sensation of his cock to run through the entire body. Muscles tightening up, wanting to thrust his hips but restrains himself from doing so. As the young alpha went further down on Alec, he could not stop himself from letting out a load grunt. The feeling of a tight throat around his girth was a lot for the alpha to handle. “Scott, if you keep that up. You’re gonna make me bust my nut too soon.”

A short chuckle. Hands on that dark, raven hair, now keeping it in place. A spark in thought, a clouded judgement but, Alec made Scott take all the girth down the throat, holding it in place for a quick moment. “Fuck!” Quickly pulling away, heavily breathing. “I don’t— I don’t remember you being able to take all of it. That— That feels so fuckin’ good.”

Scott looks up at the other man, seeing how deep his voice sounded, hearing his own breathing and the way Alec's voice sounds as he talks. “What can I say? I'm a fast learner.” He brings a hand up and runs it down Alec's jaw. The stubble tickles his fingers.

While taking hold of Alec’s cock again, Scott's tongue laps at a drop of precum that pooled at the tip of the head. Then a second later, he wraps his lips around the crown. Feeling the stretch of Alec's thick member sliding around his mouth, feeling the flesh against his cheek as he turns his head to bury it deeper. That taste is too addictive.

Moving down, swirling his tongue around the slit, sucking gently, trying to tease the alpha more and more.

Seeing as no time is being wasted, Scott jumps right into action. Typical. As what Alec can remember, the young alpha can’t wait to start the fun. No matter where they were. Something that Alec had taken a liking to when they were together. He guessed that trait never left Scott. It’s a bold move, one that is never question. What makes Alec laugh a little are the comments that come out of the young one’s mouth. Yes. He’s been wanting another round with this one but, the desire wasn’t that high. Alec guessed he should just humor the statements.

Let Scott think what he believes. There shouldn’t be a mention of other encounters Alec had since letting Scott go. “You talk too much.” Just a small comment to keep the young one quiet in the meantime. Lips pressing against one another, cocks grinding, making both of them moan. Little gasps from the oldest alpha, wanting to bend this one over and get it over with but, there wouldn’t be any fun there.

Hands grabbing the young man’s rear, a nice plumped ass, always admired by Alec. “You going to stand there all night or are you going to let me shower properly. Might as well blow me while I clean off.”

A grin spreads across Scott's face at the comment the man makes. Alec was much more fun to mess with than he expected. “Maybe I should just stand here…and admire you?” He placed a bit of innuendo in there for good measure. It was true, though; Scott enjoyed seeing Alec all wet and soapy like this, even if it wasn’t something he got to see every day. There was only one other time when they had played around together in the shower before, and even then, it hadn’t been exactly like this.

His hands slide over Alec’s chest, tickling down the man’s abs. “Would you like me to?” Scott voiced the question with such innocence.

Before he can even get a grip on himself, his hands are on Alec’s hips. Then Scott is dropping to his knees while their lips meet once more in a heated kiss. Once it ends, hot breath mingling between them and fingers digging into soft skin and curving over plump rear-end cheeks. Hands gripping onto the pale hips, Scott tightens his grip as he guides Alec into the wet heat of his mouth that welcomes him with open arms.

Scott moans around the thick length of Alec’s cock inside his mouth, tongue swiping up and down along the ridge of the head. His hands tighten their grip, and he pulls back to look at Alec. He hopes to see the Alpha’s dark brown eyes, so intense, watching him from underneath those long eyelashes. And maybe, just maybe, the man will show some sign that he likes what Scott is doing to him.

Coming as a surprise to Alec, they immediately met him with lips from the young alpha. He had thought he would make the first move, but yet again, Scott beat him to it. If memory calls right, Alec rarely makes the first move an that’s what he likes from Scott. A young alpha who makes it known of what he wants from another.

“I could have guessed.” A gentle laugh from Alec. Scott has been giving off an odd feeling of air since the two go together again. Maybe the flame never went out from either of them. Alec had caught himself in the past about thinking of his old boyfriend. This is normal? He questions himself in thought. A kiss to the lips once more, arms wrapping around the young alpha.

“You’ve been… Eyeing me since you and I got here.” Eyes looking down at the sweet face. Water pouring over them, the sensation of warm water is putting the oldest alpha at least, but of course, it turned the alpha on with the sight he sees before him. “You’ve gotten bigger. In muscle size, I mean.” Alec had to admire the pleasant change. He also believed he’s gained more muscle.

The oldest wolf could not keep his hands to himself. Hands wondering on the young one’s body. Fingers gliding across the skin, back, shoulders, rear, stomach, everywhere. Taking Scott’s hands, moving them to the wolf’s chest, smiling down at him. “What do you think? Maybe… We should use this time… To do what we both been wanting?”

The shower was still running, and Alec’s hands were gently roaming his skin, a slow tease that had Scott biting his lip to keep from gasping. He couldn’t hold back the groan, though, when Alec’s lips found him again. Their bodies pressed close together as he took a step back until they pressed Scott against the wall of the shower with everything Alec doing being to please him. He loved this Alpha. It had been months since they’d last seen each other and in those few moments alone.

“I want you so bad.” He confided to Alec as he pressed kisses along his neck and jawline. Scott nuzzled the Alpha’s neck with his nose, kissing the delicate skin there before he moved his lips to Alec’s once more.

As their tongues danced. He whimpered as he rocked his hips, their cocks grinding together.

It’s a wonder to Alec. A wonder of how he got someone as random as Scott. He’s not complaining. No. Far from it. It’s the amusement of his high their sex drive is for one another. The oldest wolf believed it was some charm spell that Scott would use on the oldest alpha, but he never detected magic being used on him. It must be their drive, their species. Either way, he always did like Scott’s enthusiasm.

The young alpha now displays his naked self to the oldest. Just from the sight, Alec can see that Scott has been putting a little work into the muscles. The young alpha is growing older and suspected his body is growing with him. A turn on for Alec. A gentle laugh, watching as Scott took his clothes off. What a young and naïve young adult. It’s almost too cute.

“Alright then.” A big smile on his lips. Making his way upstairs, taking his shirt off as he walked up the stairs. Bare back exposed to the young alpha. Once they got closer to the bathroom, the sweats, along with the underwear, came right off. No one points at teasing the other one. Going into the cold shower room, stopping at the glass door only to open it, leaving it open for Scott to follow in. Water turned on warm water. Testing it out, getting comfortable with the water. “How’s this?” He asked Scott. “Hope it’s not too warm for you.”

Scott’s lips, when they touch Alec’s, are deliciously warm and soft. He holds the Alpha in his hands as he kisses him with a kiss so tender it’s painful in its sweetness.

“I’ve been wanting to do that,” Scott starts with a pause, “all night.”

Scott licks his lips in anticipation when he leans forward to kiss Alec. He grips the sides of Alec’s shoulders and back until he finally climbs into the shower.

The alpha growled as he hovered over the smaller wolf, the view of Scott all flushed and sweaty and moving against his heavy thrusts making Hercules even harder and more primal in his needs. The wolf’s eyes would not stop glowing red, and he wanted to dwell in this feeling, with the vet’s tight hole wrapped around his throbbing cock like a snug, warm fit. “Good boy,” he growled as their bodies rolled together, pushing and pulling as the room filled with the scent of their sweat and musk.

Hercules gazed down at his moaning pup, a lustful haze over his eyes as he tried to discern what was happening. Keeping one hand on the other’s lower back, the mayor reached around to paw and wrap his meaty fingers around the other’s arousal. “Gonna fuck your juicy seed out of you, pup. Have you cum over my sheets over and over until the room smells like the two of us,” he growled, holding the other’s gaze as their ruby eyes met. Hercules let his thumb run along Scott’s cock slit, drawing small circles around it to scoop up and droplets of pre-cum.

Grunting as his thrusts became deeper and more erratic, the alpha let out a guttural moan as he bit hard on Scott’s shoulder, letting his teeth break at the skin. “Fuck, baby. I’m so… fucking close…” he panted, the older man knowing that it would be one of many climactic orgasms for the night. Mating with such a delicious, arousing wolf would certainly send Hercules into a lust-fueled craze multiple times, and he wanted to make sure every last drop of his seed was stuffed inside of Scott’s pink pucker. “Fuck… tell me how bad you want your alpha’s seed inside of you, pup. So… close….”

Scott arched his back off of the mattress, his cock twitching as the large man’s body slammed into his ass hard. His hands gripped his thighs, gripping hard enough to leave bruises as he rocked his head back. He wanted to come, but not like this. Not while his partner was pounding into him, driving both of them so far into the pleasure that they could not think. They couldn’t see anything except the feeling of being filled by the Alpha. Nothing else mattered.

“Alpha! Alpha, please!” His throat was hoarse. His legs trembled, fighting the urge to buck up against his Alpha’s thrusts. “Please make me come, Alpha! Please!” He prayed again, his body shaking with excitement and fear. He needed this; he wanted this.

His cock was getting stiffer by the second, painfully ready and begging for release. But when he closed his eyes and imagined himself riding his Alpha’s cock hard and deep into his heat, he felt another wave of arousal wash through him.

Scott’s heart hammered in his chest as his breathing became heavier, faster, his vision blurring, and he panted and squirmed beneath the Alpha’s weight. “Alpha!” Feeling the other tighten his grip on his ass. His balls tightened, his body burning as the pressure grew inside of him. A shudder ran through his body as he arched his back, panting as his cock jerked against the other’s hand.

“You… you…” The muscles in his thighs quivered as the Alpha pounded into him, making his cock twitch as it grew even tighter against him, about to explode. He could feel the other’s semen pooling within his ass, leaking from his dick onto the wrinkled sheets.

Scott is flipping through a lot at the moment as the oldest wolf picks up the sudden change of mood. He wondered if the young alpha was thinking of doing something. Something they used to do a lot when they were together. Can Alec blame Scott? He doesn’t believe so. Sometimes the oldest has thought of going one more round with the young alpha. Just one more taste.

Finishing up his meal, a suggestion for a shower sounded good. HIs muscles are sore and the man is dirty from his run from the savage wolves. He didn’t think of showering when he got him, he simply changed out of his torn up clothes and into some sleep wear.

“Whenever you make suggestions like that…. I know what they mean.” A brief laugh to himself. He guessed he knew Scott a lot more than he gives off. Is it bad? Probably not. It meant he kept in mind of brief hints from the wolf and went along with them. Most of the times. “But um… A shower sounds nice.” Looking at his hands, arms, lifting the collar of his shirt, looking down to see some patches of dried blood and dirt.

“Come to think of it. I should shower.” Now the question that lingers is having Scott to join him or actually keeping themselves apart. A conflicting thought for the older alpha. He wondered; when will the next time come around when he sees the young alpha? Work has Alec busy, and he’s gone months without getting into contact with other friends. They all know he’s busy but, drop in from time to time.

A smile tugging at the edge of his lips. “I know what you want, Scott and… I don’t mind either way. To tell you the truth.” Cheeks flushing red. “I would like for you to join me. Maybe… Have an enjoyable time with you later. For old time’s sake?” It’s a bite of the bullet but, if his instincts are right, they both want to have a go with each other. Nothing wrong with that.

The wind howls and whistles through the open window. The air carries a scent of musky arousal. It makes his hair stand on end and his teeth chatter. He slowly strips out of his clothes and walks toward the Alpha. Scott’s body tenses up from anticipation to catch their moment. In fear of being burned by rejection, he closes his eyes, waiting for impact...

Alec’s eyes seemed cold, but they felt nice against his naked flesh. He faced away from the man he wanted, not wanting to see the look on his face if Scott’s advances would be rejected. It was hard for him to admit that he enjoyed this dominance game that Alec would always win, eventually.

Scott eased into it, taking off one article of clothing at a time until there was nothing left.

“Lead the way, Alpha.” Scott smirked.

A few slow nods. It seems Scott is a little uncomfortable at the moment. Alec can’t tell why but shouldn’t bother with asking. There might be a good reason behind it. Maybe the subject of magic is a little sensitive to Scott. Could be because Alec was never fond of it. So, there might be hesitation on the matter. Scott always seemed to use it in his daily routine and maybe that’s what got them to separate? Magic was always being used instead of what the young wolf already possessed naturally.

“Seems like you’ve made a choice on how often you’re using it. I always thought you were off using your wolf abilities than enhancements.” That’s what Alec sees in magic. Just enhancements to someone. “You found a balance between it and what you were born with. I think that’s good.” Alec is used to his full powers of a werewolf, never incorporated outside influences. He worked with what he already knew and had.

“I bet you’re more in tune with yourself and your pack now that you’ve found a balance in your life. That’s why I don’t rely on my religion’s practice. You know I am Wiccan, but I don’t go around making charms, protection spells. I only practice the important dates. Nothing else really matters.”

Taking a few bites of his meal, leaving an awkward silence between them, but should answer Scott’s questions about his stay. In all honesty; Alec doesn’t mind what decision the young wolf makes. He’s just glad he could see Scott and be able to clear the air between them. “You can stay here for the night if you like. I don’t mind. If you want to stay then stay, but if you want to go after making sure I am okay, then that’s fine by me as well.”

Candlelight flickers on the kitchen table, illuminating Alec’s face as he watches Scott. His dark eyes are shadowed by time, but still have a glimmer of youth in them. Scott’s shoulders are tense with anxiety and fear as he faces Alec, who sits across the table with arms crossed.

As Scott watches Alec's face, he is left with a feeling of growing temptation. His heart pounds harder at the thought of what this man could mean to his future. He can still feel the touch of their last kiss. “I don’t know,” Scott ponders, sounding unsure of himself or what outcome will happen between these two wolves.

“Then I’ll stay, and protect the Alpha from the big bad wolves.” Scott cracks a smile, half-joking, even though he knows it’s not. Neither of them knows when they’ll see that pack again.

“You should shower. I’ll go after you. Unless you want to save water like in the old days.” Scott grins at the idea. There were so many fond memories of their water conservation days in the past.

From what Alec can remember, Scott was always tinkering with items on his altar. Or that little potion making table. He didn’t know what it’s properly called, but there was a table to the side of their old living space when Scott moved in. Alec only knew they were being used for spells and charms. At first, he found the work spot grotesque. He felt uneasy when the table was first placed.

As time went by, he became accustomed to the work spot for Scott. Ignoring after coming home from work. He doesn’t know how he’d react if he were to see it one more time. Maybe now it won’t bother him this time around. The alpha has changed his attitude since he comes from a line of Wiccans.

“Work is… Work. They have me working endless hours at the office and in the field. Someone is always dying or missing. Not a single human on this earth is relaxing because some family member has gone missing.” The sheer mention of his work brings back flashes of past cases. Families crying because a loved one died. Almost each case ends in death. No matter where he goes, death follows.

“You can… Stay if you like. I don’t go back to work for a few days. Boss man gave me a few days off to recover, but I need to work on a file I gotta submit in the morning. Other than that; you’re more than welcome to stay. If your pack is okay with you being gone for a day… Or two…” The last two words mumbled under his breath.

“But um… It seems like you’re not relying on your magic all too much now. Last time I saw you work your magic, it was almost always.” Almost every night, Alec would see the young alpha at his magic table. Making something. Myabe that was a contributor to why the oldest alpha saw Scott as a weak leader. Relying too much on magic rather than his own skills.

Scott stared at the single candle on the kitchen table, watching it flicker ever so slightly. A small series of shudders passed across his shoulders. Another deep breath and the flames flickered like a wave of electricity. He then shifted his gaze towards Alec, letting out a few soft gasps as he saw the Alpha standing there. A deep sigh escaped from Scott’s lips as he stared at him for a moment longer.

“I… I don’t know,” Scott sputtered, the candle flickering against his cupped palm.

“My pack will be fine without me for a night. I just want to make sure you’re comfortable. I can take the couch if that makes it easier.”

Scott’s eyes fell on the candle as he shook his head. He then gathered a breath and released it with a long sigh, with heavy thoughts weighing on his shoulders. “I’m… I’m not relying on my magic all too much now,” he revealed, speaking softly and with deep breaths at first. “Although I still read the books, I inherited from my family. A lot of it is things you wouldn’t like but, I figure if I can learn about it, then I can work out a way to protect others from those things. You know.”

Hercules groaned as he felt the tight walls of Scott’s hole wrapping around his cock as he pushed more of his hefty length inside. The alpha’s eyes fluttered from pleasure as he wrapped one arm around the younger wolf’s arched back, sliding his fingers along the other’s spine to keep him close. It was the water held behind the dam, the pressure growing and the walls cracking, before the mayor gave into his need to mate, to breed, to claim. And with his new mate pushing back against him, begging for more and hips bucking that tight ass that asked to be fucked until his bed broke… well, the alpha wouldn’t refuse that in the slightest.

“Fuck, baby. You’re mine,” he growled, Hercules’ eyes glowing a brilliant red as he let his untamed side come loose. With that, he dove in with unchained fervor, his hips thrusting to meet the other’s quivering entrance. The large man made sure their hips slammed together, the heavy slaps filling the air as he forced matched the other’s buck. If Scott wanted him to be harder, then the mayor would fulfill his wish. 

Leaning in to bury his face up against the other’s neck, Hercules inhaled the young wolf’s scent. The blonde man nipped and lapped at his skin, sucking on it hard to leave bright red marks against it. The alpha nipped at the skin hard with his teeth, rubbing his tongue and his scruff over the raw marks. There was something so intoxicating about how Scott smelled, and Hercules wanted more of it. His hands slid down further to grip the other’s waist firmly, holding him steady as his knees nudged the vet’s legs even further apart.

Without another care in the world, the alpha began to pump his cock quickly in and out of Scott. There was a growing pressure in his crotch and a need to breed the young wolf, and Hercules wouldn’t stop until he was satisfied. But he enjoyed the way their bodies moved and flowed together, the mayor pumping his cock into the other at a steady and quick pace, making sure to open up every inch of Scott.

Scott could feel the other’s breath hitting his neck as he breathed heavily in between each thrust. Each time he pressed back against his partner, he felt the bigger man moving faster and deeper inside him, giving him more room to move his hips. Even as they pounded, each push into the other felt like an attack, and the feeling only grew worse and worse than Scott’s arousal grew with each hard thrust of the larger man’s cock. He wanted this so bad; he just didn’t know how much longer he could keep going. But he would last, he would endure, bask in the warmth of his Alpha, in the force of his cock.

He would stay there for hours, if not days, if it meant having the other in his life.

The small wolf shuddered underneath his Alpha. ‘Mine,’ Scott thought to himself, feeling the Alpha pressing back into him once again, making his erection grow even harder. He smiled against the soft dip in the large pillow.

Scott moaned and thrashed in the other’s grasp, pushing against the hand which rested at the small of his back, his hips rising to meet the other’s, trying to relieve some of the ache in his lower abdomen, the pain that came from his growing arousal. As much as he tried, he couldn’t find the right angle or position that would help ease the tension in his groin. He bit his lip to keep from crying out in frustration.

He looked over his shoulder, meeting Hercule’s gaze. He saw lust and desire shining in the other’s ruby eyes, so like his own. A smirk grew across his lips. “Yours, all yours Alpha.”

So Scott has known Alec’s whereabouts for some time now. The alpha guessed it would happen since the start of this investigation. It’s taken him to the woods a few times and even Alec sensed a familiar air to the place. That might have been Scott’s energy that radiated in the woods. He didn’t know the woods belonged to Scott.

Looking at the detailed dreamcatcher on the table, thinking of the dedication that went into this single item. Taking it off the table and into his pocket. “Don’t worry. I think I would have done the same thing if it were the other way around. I just… Didn’t think I’d come across you again. Didn’t know you were in my backyard this entire time.” 

He should have figured. Alec thought it if he had moved to a unique part of the giant it he would avoid Scott, but it only drew him closer to the young alpha. Was it a coincidence or was it random luck? Either way, Scott had perfect timing when he came to the rescue. “I’ll hang it up once I get the bed in order.” Taking another bite of his meal. Feeling that nervous state from Scott.

“I appreciate it, Scott. That you took the time to make this. It’d be stupid of me not o take it and notice the hard work you put into the dreamcatcher. I’ve always… Thought you had a unique sense of magic. Even if it’s passed down your family line, you’ve made it your own instead of following the footsteps of tyrant family.” 

Scott reached over, clutching the string of crystal beads from a string of the dreamcatcher in his hand, reverently. They felt so fragile and light in his palm, while simultaneously emitting a powerful energy that pulsed through his veins.

He had made them with painstaking attention to detail, focusing on the finest thread he could find and making sure every bead was precisely intact before weaving it into place.

This gift was a labor of love for Alec, who deserved nothing less from Scott because it was true.

There was a time when Alec meant more to him than anything else in this world. He hadn’t meant to fall in love with the grumpy Alpha, and every day, Scott cursed himself for allowing Alec to steal his heart.

It’s a surprise to see Scott this flustered. Alec doesn’t remember the last time he’s seen the young alpha in such a state. Alec must have a huge of an influence on Scott. Can’t say he’s happy about it. In fact, the alpha felt bad for the young one to fall head over heels for someone such as himself. 

As they took the item out, it took Alec back. This has to be the first time Scott has given Alec anything, other than a headache from when they were together. A dreamcatcher. An item that Alec knows very well. He’s visited tribes back in the day, teaching him about making dream catchers. He never really believed if they worked or not. He’s never owned one to try one out. He’s made a few but, always gave them to people who wanted one. 

“Scott—I—” A little chocked up. It’s a friendly gesture from the young alpha, but can understand where he’s coming from. The respect of privacy, even from the young one’s eyes. It’s technically a ward from the young one. Something that doesn’t settle quiet well with Alec. “You don’t have to give me anything but, I don’t reject it if you’re this willing to give.”

If only Alec can return the feelings but this entire time he’s lingered with feelings of dredge. Feeling a sense of evil over his shoulders since their breakup and before. Item and hand, holding it up to see the little details that was placed on this dreamcatcher. “I know your flirting nature has never ceased to amaze me but this is… This is more than what I expect from you. I think this is the first time you’ve given me anything?”

Between the topics of handling one another and item giving, Lost in thought; so much is going on in a small span of time. He knows Scott means well. “but um… Something tells me this is pre-meditated. Did you… Plan on giving me this for some time?” He questioned, placing the catcher on the table, taking a few bites of his meal. 

“N-no, not really,” Scott passed a hand through his hair. “I’ve been thinking about it for a little while.”

“I wanted to give you the dreamcatcher the day after I sensed you near my territory,” Scott confessed, not looking at him. He stopped eating and watched Alec with a hint of hesitation in his eyes; like he wasn’t sure what kind of response this would get from him. “I thought it was too early and that maybe you’d think I was trying to trap you into something more. Especially if we did something like this.”

He shrugged his shoulders and looked down at his plate uncomfortably, taking another bite of food without tasting it. “But then I found you tonight, being chased.” Scott’s voice hitched.

He took a deep breath, looking away almost guiltily. “I did plan on giving it to you. I was just an idiot and thought that maybe if I gave you some space you wouldn’t feel like I ambushing or crowding you.”

A family that invites death into their lives. Sounds chaotic. But, it seems like a fellow member of theirs will not give into those dark temptations. If only he had taken a page from Scott’s book so that Alec didn’t have all that blood on his hands. Too late now, he can only learn from it and move on, which Alec did after his long journey with his older brother.

People would say Brenden is the Angel of Death if he comes knocking on your door. Alec believed that for a moment. Whenever something goes bad for the oldest brother, he sought death in people. Those who didn’t pay up or do as they were told. It was a nightmare. 

A mix of both his brother and Scott’s family intertwined in the alpha’s head, causing him to stop listening to Scott until the young alpha’s voice snapped him out once that compliment of the food snapped him back to reality. “Um… Thanks. I didn’t do too much on it. Just seasoned right thanks to you.” 

For some odd reason, hearing Scott compliment the food sound a little too much for Alec. Maybe it’s the annoying part of Scott? Doesn’t matter. At least he likes the food. “Scott.” Ears turning red when the young alpha teased. “When haven’t I been able to handle you?” Teasing back. “I think you have it the other way around.”

Laughing softly to himself, finally taking that first bite of the food. Appreciating his own cooking skill on a good job of it. “I see some things never changed with you.” Recalling, Scott always had this flirtatious personality when he wanted to mess around. Maybe he’s just being friendly right now because of the good food. Also in a good mood too.

“Same question. When haven’t I been able to handle you? Every inch.” Scott beamed, leaning back in his chair. “And, I meant what I said —“ He took a moment to collect his thoughts, knowing he had to say this carefully. “I’ve missed you, but I respect your privacy.”

The two Alphas held their gaze on each other until Scott looked away shyly and continued eating, clearing his throat gently as he did so. He felt heat rising from under his skin but tried not to blush too much, because it would give something away.

Scott reached into his pocket to pull out a dream catcher, small enough to fit into his palm. Made of braided thread and topped with a small bow. The small ring attached at the top allows one to hang it on a nail or window. Decorated with beads that were colored in warm hues, browns, oranges, yellows, reds. Feather and tufts of white fur hang on the sides. Several of the threads are a deep blood red.

“I want you to have something like this.” His voice is soft as he gives him the dream catcher.

“I know how you feel about my magic, but that’s why I want to give you this. It can work as a normal dreamcatcher, but it also protects you from certain magics. No one can look in on you with a spell. If someone sneaks in under invisibility magic or astral projection, the spells will break. It can even protect you from some curses.”

“These red lines are threads dipped in my blood. The fur is also mine. The blood empowers the dreamcatcher and the fur... Only a handful of people know this but, I can’t use magic when I’m in my wolf form. The fur protects you from me. You can leave it here to protect your home, or carry it around and protect yourself.”