[panic] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger
Raine was expected to a certain degree to look after the new additions to their small pack, especially if those new people were unfamiliar with Blackrock itself. But at some points they weren’t sure if they were even fit to walk around the place, most of them unfamiliar with humans, some of them raging and wild like they were still wolves even if they were in their human form.
It was odd to be responsible for these creatures. The responsibility itself wasn’t, they had experience in that field after their sibling left and they were supposed to take care of his parents. It was the fact that for once in their life, Raine had more knowledge of something than others. Blackrock was their home, their familiar place, and thus they were most experienced in the finer manners of living in it.
Those that fell under their protection did not. And it wasn’t much a surprise when Noah - who Raine had known from an instance in their past and had yet to figure out whether they could or could not trust him - got into a fight with some dumb-asses in their neighborhood. There was a stigma towards the people in the pack house, as if they were some type of cult. And Raine had no problems with ignoring people’s stares and comments, it seemed to be a curse forever following them anyway.
Raine took long strides towards the commotion after parking their car just a few meters away near the house. Shouts were loud enough to wake the whole neighborhood, and they wondered why Noah was facing off against some loud-mouthed idiots in the first place. But there he was, standing on the sidewalk where four large idiots faced him, pointing fingers, throwing insults. Raine was more worried for their lives than for Noah’s at this point, because the closer they got, the clearer the tension was spreading between the young wolf and the assholes.
As they reached the group, they noticed a couple of books laying on the ground. Guessing that the commotion had started surrounding those.
“Okay, okay, that’s enough!” they felt like they were repeating themselves in these kind of situations. Or playing to be someone they were not, because if it was them in a fight, they wouldn’t choose the high road.
They settled themself between Noah and the group.
One of the idiots laughed. “What, you come to protect the pup?” he asked, he was a large man of about thirty, older than the both of them, but also the oldest of the group, the rest were about twenty-five.
Raine scoffed. Technically he came to protect them from the wolf. But hey, whatever floated their boat. “Yeah, sure, how about we all leave it at that, and just go our separate ways?”
They could feel Noah at their back not wanting to settle down either. Just as much as the four in front of them eyed him hungrily.
Technically Raine would’ve loved to beat their asses, but Diego would not appreciate such violence, even if it was to protect one of their own.
“The kid’s got to apologize first,” the oldest said.
Yeah, as if that was going to happen. “From the look of it, you should be apologizing to him, at least, I don’t suppose these are your books?”
Noah was still at their back, but Raine could guess his eyes also fell on the books.
“They’re his,” the man admitted.
“Good, no apologizing then.” Raine bent down and picked up the books, the idiots looked on a little confused, but also wary. Then they stood, offered the four a satisfied smile, turned, and pushed the books into Noah’s arms. They grabbed the other around the shoulders and dragged him away. “Now, keep walking and don’t say a word. Get into my car and we’ll drive off somewhere they can’t find us. They’re idiots, but Diego’s gonna skin us both if we start a fight,” Raine whispered harshly.
The four behind them got over their confusion, and the front one yelled. “Hey! Get back here, you haven’t apologized!”
Raine walked quicker, pushing Noah out in front of them. They unlocked the car door just as the four went into pursuit. They got in, started the car, locked Noah’s side of the door with a swift movement, put it in reverse, and drove backwards as the four idiots ran after the car. They wondered why they hadn’t given up yet, luckily, a motorized vehicle was much faster than some idiots with beer bellies.
So when the distance was good enough, Raine allowed for the car to swerve and turned it quickly before driving off.
They didn’t look at Noah then. “Don’t tell me anything, I don’t want to hear it, but I suggest you lay low for a while,” Raine suggested, already thinking about where they should drop the other off.
