Big Bad Wolf and the Sly Little Fox
Nikolai had only been back in town for a month. He'd left seven months ago in search of some answers to questions he'd had about his family and how they'd died. He'd left his pack with his top Beta in charge. In his absence apparently a few new packs had moved into town. One pack of wolves, and two other species Nikolai hadn't known existed. The wolves left well enough alone, the cheetahs were only passing through- according to their leader- and then foxes were a rather curious group it seemed.
And since his return he found himself watching the Fox clan more and more every day. And mostly only one of their pack. He was as tall as Nik himself, built like he should have been a wolf- not a fox, had dark brown hair, and eyes that were the color of a clear summer sky. He had yet to find out the man's name. But damn if he didn't want him.
Yet that was a problem. It was frowned upon and very much not allowed for a wolf to mate with any other species other than a wolf. But in that very moment as Nikolai sat in the coffee shop on Main he found that he didn't give a damn about pack societal laws. He was the Alpha damn it. He should be allowed to have whoever, and whatever the Hell he wanted.
