“ you’re not SUPPOSED to be here. “
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“ you’re not SUPPOSED to be here. “
// starter call ft. @deus-lupus
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Callum and Scott didn’t often get into fights. But when they did, the pack kept their distance. The young alpha and his older, more experienced beta weren’t unfamiliar with disagreeing, but when it came to the issue of pack interests, tensions ran high between the men that were willing to give everything for the people they cared about.
It was Callum telling Scott that he was acting like a child that really started things off. Scott called him an old grump and things spiraled out of control from there. Their eyes were glowing and their claws were out by the time that they found themselves so close they could feel each other’s breath with each growled word as Scott’s eyes glowed and Callum’s firm hand held him fast by the neck.
And then Callum’s lips were overtaking him, devouring his zeal, feeding off of his fervor, and claiming his spirit. The kiss they shared instantly changed things between them. There was no going back. Scott found himself clinging to the larger wolf, the energy he’d been putting into the fight entirely redirected into the passion that Callum was offering him. Passion for tending to the pack and to each other.
Ship!
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who throws things in a fight ? Callum who goes to their parent’s house for a weekend when things get bad ? Both, probably--except Alec would go to like Izzy and Jacewho wants to have children ? who doesn’t ? if both do, how do their goals differentiate ? they probably both want children; i don’t their goals would differentiate though. i just think these two like...really love children and want some or 12.who is more adverse to physical contact ? Alec who hates/dislikes their neighbors the most ? Neither? who hates/dislikes their significant other’s family ? lmao Callum probably hates Alec’s family or at lest just his parents who is most likely to leave when things get rough ? woW NEITHER? LOYALTY 4 LYFE, but actually maybe Alec if he thinks it’ll be better that way tbh who thinks their partner turned out a different person than they thought ? lmao Callum probably thinks Alec is hella different esp because of that one night he drank all that alcohol and shIT HAPPENED who is more likely to cheat ? nEITHER WOW who is the more experienced ( sexually or otherwise ) ? CALLUMwho hates/dislikes their significant other’s friends ? Alec probably dislikes some of Callum’s friends because prejudice and they make him uncomfortablewho wants to go to social gatherings the most ? Callum who is most likely to be dishonest ? neither?who is more emotionally closed off and how does this affect their partner ? lmAO ALEC;; how it affects Callum? probs frustrates him and makes him feel shut out sometimes who is the dessert person ? both, but probs mostly Alec on occasions who is more conservative ? Alec
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Scott combed the large and yet mostly deserted parking lot. Eyes searching for...something, anything. A sign they had been followed, or a hint of someone creeping up to their room. Callum was more careful than that, smarter too, but still...
“Are you still looking over their papers?” He asked slightly tilting his head as he leaned against the window’s wooden frame. A mug of coffee was gripped tightly between two fingers. It was a comfort, a small one, but that was all they could afford these days. It had been months since Scott agreed to help Callum with the search for his family’s killers. In that time they had found papers and files, Old bills and purchase orders for ammunition. Every lead they had chased down just led from one dead end to another. Only a few times had they ran into hunters, not the ones they were looking for but just the right type for Callum to work out the angry and frustration that boiled just below the surface.
"You know as much as I love this little...comfy hotel room-" As he turned from the window to place the mug on the small table off to the side, Scott was reminded of the scent that still lingered in the room. The smells that seemed ingrained in the very wood and sheets since they arrived. Of the blood and sweat, the piss and sex, and the rot of death. Some old, others more recent.
"-we should probably head out soon. Those hunters you kicked the crap out of the other day, I'm worried they'll track us down here, and besides we don't have any more leads. We have nothing to go on...unless...no forget it. You're not gonna like it."
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“Wait, wait, wait – don’t tell me your name. It’s right on the tip of my tongue…nope, lost it. You’re one of Luke’s, right? I need a lot of caffeine please.”
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Matthias was happy to just go about all of his business on his own. He preferred to be on his own. There were times when he dropped in on the Jade Wolf because he and Luke did get along. He didn’t hate him like he hated most of the rest of the population and the food was really good. That was where he’d just been and was heading home when he got he feeling there was someone nearby that was also a werewolf. He sniffed up a little more, “I can’t see you but i know you’re there…..” He said to the empty space around him, legs tensed just in case this wolf was a threat.
Pin!
Callum pinned his puppy
Scott growled up at the older man, his eyes flashing crimson as he struggled under the larger man’s hold. He nearly summoned his strength as the true alpha to throw the larger wolf off of him, but he pulled himself back just in time. He leaned back against the floor and let out a deep huff. “It’s only because my Daddy weighs like two fifty.” He grumbled as the fire in his eyes died to return them to their normal brown color and he looped his arms around the older man’s shoulders.