Yannick Benoit

Ivan: Sure you can. Anybody else who catches your eye can also join.

Yannick: Anything you are looking for?

Was the guy not going to face him? Was he waiting for him to let him get back up? He didn't know, but it was...making him feel bad and he didn't want to feel any of that anymore. "You can stop...doing that...please. It is fine ok?" He said, "How about you get me something on the house and we just leave this behind? Nobody has to know what happened." Isaac suggested.

Yan finally moved. All that he needed was permission, so he did once he got it. He slowly adjusted himself, finally facing the werewolf. Wow, he is cute, was the first thing that he thought. The thought surprised him and looked away. Sadly where he looked was at the cake he had been working on that now had a pilled slightly broken. "Oh no..." He said lowly as he walked towards it. His eyes shook with sadness as he realized what he had done. "I ruined it..."

#cake purchase #isaac

Yannick: Anybody you have in mind?

Ivan: Two actually. One is a werewolf and the other is a werecoyote.

Yannick: Do you want me to assess them?

Ivan: I think so.

Yannick: Anybody you have in mind?

Isaac took a deep breath and thought...what would Scott, his alpha do. He knew right away what he would do and it annoyed him a little bit to be honest. "You are forgiven. You know what you did and you apologized and you want to resolved it. That matters." He said, though he was hoping that now he would get a free cake out of this. That would be wonderful. He was not planning of bribing him or blackmailing him. This was his reward for the harm that had been done to him despite that he did indeed come to an area he shouldn't have.

Yannick did not move. He was still bowing to this man he had hurt and he wouldn't do so until he was told otherwise. He had learned through the years that the best way to persuade someone from applying further violence was to give them the power to forgive and forget...or in this case, to demand for the other to stop doing something that was swaying their attitudes.

#cake purchase #isaac

Yannick: From New York?

Ivan: Natives here in town.

Yannick: You want to recruit?

Ivan: Hm? Do you think we need more betas here in town?

Yannick: From New York?

Isaac's body felt immediate relief when the other pushed himself off him. He was ready to fight. In fact, he was going to grab to grab a pan and hit him with it. However, the man's words quickly stopped him from any violent inclination. His bow killed it all. He had never seen this before. It was shocking, yet probably correct because he was right. He reacted too violently. There was no excuse. Fuck did that hurt as he rubbed his arm.

"You are right...but I also came to the back when I shouldn't have. We are both at fault but you did do something worse. Like that really fucking hurt." He was lucky he was not one to attack back easily, at least not like before.

Yannick stayed where he was, still bowing. He could sense a violent roller coaster in the man. He was going from angry to calm, to annoyed to considerate. It was whiplash. He understood it, but he also would find it justifiable if he went back to anger.

"And for that I apologize. Please let us resolved this in a mature manner."

#isaac

Isaac didn't know what had happened. It happened so fast. One second was reaching for headphones, the next he was pressed into cold hard solid. He groaned loudly and felt a growing pain on his right arm as someone with great strength put undeniable broke breaking pressure on his arm and back.

"I'm a costumer! I came to buy cake." He said right away. That had to get him out of this situation right?

Now Yannick regretted his decision. He pushed himself off Isaac as if he was going to kill him just by being near him. He panicked, immediately bowed to him. He had so many questions, but it didn't matter. He had one wrong. He was wrong. He could sue. Worse, this guy was a werewolf. If he had an alpha, this could cause all kinds of trouble for the pack. He never had caused troubles for the pack. This would be his first and last offense if things went south and fast.

"I'm sorry for what I just did to you. There is no excuse for this behavior, especially for a customer. I hope you find it in you to forgive us while I work to resolve this situation right away."

#yannick #cake purchase

Ivan: Not a problem.

Yannick: Anything else you need?

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FRANÇOIS ARNAUD Heated Rivalry dir. Jacob Tierney

#fc

Yan Yan: Then we will talk normal when you aren't?

Ivan: We will.

Yan Yan: thank you alpha.

Ivan: True, but I don't want to talk to you like an alpha all the time.

Yan Yan: Then we will talk normal when you aren't?

Isaac called again and got no response, but there was no doubt someone was there. He rolled his eyes not because this person was not hearing him, but because he was daring himself to go to area that was obviously for employees and express his frustration. He never expected the day he was going to become a Karen. This was so going to get him in trouble.

"Hey!" He called again as soon as he found someone bent over, obviously working. His frustration only grew when he saw the headphones. Another eye roll. He practically stomped his way towards the guy and reached for the headphones. He was too annoyed to try anything else.

Remember how Yannick was in his world. That was still true, but once you got into his range of attack all of his alarms embedded in his body would flare up. It was why he quickly grabbed Isaac's arm, put it behind his back and pinned him down on the table. He did not regret in that moment. This was not someone he knew. He had no familiar scents and he reached for his headphones. That had been the wrong move.

"Who are you?" He asked right away, his eyes shining bright yellow. The headphones he had protected were on the floor, falling off due to the violent movement he had made.

#isaac #cake purchase

Ivan: I am yes. I call you by your nickname don't I?

Yan Yan: You have the authority to do so.

Cake Purchase

Isaac had known about Ivan's bakery for a while. Not just because the owner was friends of his alpha, but apparently former alpha as well. He also heard rumors here and there that they sold high quality cakes and pastries. This would be the first time he would step into the sweet paradise, but there was a good reason why he was here and why he was coming in now: Mr. McCall's' birthday.

He wanted to do something special. A flyer said that they could do cakes for special occasions with an artistic flair. He already had his own wood project, but now he needed the cake so he got inside to an empty...bakery? Nobody was there. He took a sniff but all he could get was sugar, fruits, different type of paste and break and everything and anything you could find in a bakery. All except for a human. That was his nose however. His hearing told him there were machines being use. Beyond that there was a heartbeat, some breathing. Someone was here.

"Hello? Is someone in here?" Isaac asked.