Stephan ushered him through a door, announcing “He’s with me.” When a burly male tried to stop them. “He wanted ID, but you don’t need it,” Stephan told him arrogantly.All these words he had no idea what they meant.They walked up a set of stairs, music was getting louder and louder, he recognised the music but when they were half way up the steps, it was already the loudest he’d ever heard. Once they reached a large dark room with mutliculoured lighting dotted around the room, it was deafening. Chris had to refrain from putting his hands over his ears.He saw lots of, well, obviously humans. Lots of males, some females and some very tall females… taller than werewolf females who he believed were taller than human females. (Excep
Chris was beginning to relax with the people around him, the music was starting to not appear as loud as it first had, and the topics of conversation were far from anything he’d experienced before.Sex seemed on the forefront of the group’s mind, that and ‘their rights’. He wasn’t sure really what they meant by that, but it was enjoyable to listen to. They were currently discussing gendered bathrooms. Like much they said… he didn’t really understand. He gathered males and females had separate bathrooms. He couldn’t work out if they did at home though… that would make for many bathrooms in every house!True… the palace had ample, but would that mean Adelaide wouldn’t be allowed to use his bathroom? Did humans have two bathrooms per couples bedroom?
Chris straightened, a false bravado he didn’t want to portray made his back ramrod straight. “I understand.” He surged ahead, partly wanting to put a distance he knew he’d never achieve… After all, Jaxson was a guard, and he a princeA SUV pulled up and upon the passenger door opening to show Trey, Chris didn’t hesitate to open the back door and settle himself in the leather. He kept his gaze to the front, not wanting to see the looks, not wanting any questions. “I wish to go back to Royal Packland, my tour has finished,” he stated formally.“Very well, My Prince,” Callum replied, slipping the car smoothly from the pavement.The car stayed in a desolate silence. No-one seemingly wishing to speak about what had happened. Ch
Whispering.It was a twittering of irritation.Some loud enough for him to hear.Others merely ‘pst pst pst.’Such an irritating sound.Jaxson squared his shoulders as he strode through the town, he’d been home, seen his family. He’d laughed with his sister, he’d lied to his parents about whether he’d found his mate. He was lucky they hadn’t asked about the stupid rumours.He’d loved spending the downtime with those he loved, but now it was time to get back to work, back to training with his friends. Previously, before his opportunity
The door opened and he hoped it was the nice man. He really hoped it was the nice man. He scuttled back seeing the large older man, he had a mean grin. He didn’t pretend to kick him like the nice man. “Your sister hurt the Alpha. You pay.”Chris shook his head wildly. He knew what pay meant… they all said it.He was too weak to move out the way fast enough. His jaw exploded in pain, disgusting copper filled his mouth. “I’m a good boy.”“But your sister’s a bitch.”He shook his head but stopped, everything seemed to hurt when he moved his head.“Please!” he cried
He retraced his steps, going down the four flights before he finally opened the front door. He slipped out, relishing the cool night air. “My Prince,” a voice made him jump. “Adam, what are you doing?” “Gamma Trey asked me to be on guard tonight.” Chris growled, the noise rumbling in his chest. “You mean that he asked you to ensure I don’t run off.” “Didn’t say that, My Prince.” “I’m going to the cells. I’m not leaving packland, I’m not running off, I’m going there then going to bed.” “I didn’t ask, My Prince.” “Shut up.” “Of course, M
Chris snuggled deeper into the warmth surrounding him, he’d never felt so blissful in years, never slept so soundly and uninterrupted. He stretched, finding he couldn’t. He frowned, still half asleep. He didn’t feel ready for his eyes to open, but his nose instinctively nuzzled, the addictive sweet and smokey smell alerted him to why he felt so secure.Security. That hadn’t been something he’d felt for a long time. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt this safe, this relaxed. He hadn’t even noticed he was lying on a hard dirt floor. Hadn’t noticed the chill in the air. The body next to him was wrapping him in so much heat, so much relief.His eyes shot open. He was still in the cell. He wrestled out of Jaxson’s hold, looking wildly around to see if anyone was watching
He knew Marc was too busy to see him. He had two young pups, a pup on the way and a whole Kingdom to run. He didn’t need Chris’ issues to deal with too. With the angle of the sun he had known he was probably going to have missed breakfast, but he made his way to the communal kitchen anyway.“Ah, we thought we would have missed you!” his mother exclaimed as he entered.“Sorry, I overslept.”“Not a problem, darling, so did we! Come, sit, Chef made some wonderful mushroom omelettes.”“They’re not in season.” He frowned, they never had mushrooms this early.“It has been awfully wet, I think they merely got a little