Chapter 9 : "NICE TO MEET YOU AGAIN"
Another day had passed and it was almost end of the hunt.
Gulf managed to know his ways inside the pack grounds and even met new people.
Whenever Gun and Saint are out for errands, Gulf found himself inside the pup’s cabin.
It looks like a kindergarten where most of the pups are gathered.
The Female Omegas are delighted to see him assist them in taking care of the pups.
Gulf is naturally good with kids because being an omega comes with the sense of being protective.
Gun and Saint just arrived from an early visit to their Aunt Neoma.
Aunt Neoma was one of the remaining elders of the pack, She has lived 80 years in this world, she has witnessed the historical battles and happenings in the world of werewolves, she knows all about the prophecy and its myths.
When Gulf saw the parked car, he immediately went outside to greet both Saint and Gun who he became close with after two days of being together.
“How was your visit?” Gulf beams
“Great! You should come next time” Saint responds
“Should I?”
“Of course you should!” Gun says as he swung an arm on Gulf’s shoulder.
“Gun.. can I ask you something?” Gulf shyly asks
“Yeah sure. What is it?” Gun asks, anxious.
“Can I go for a run?” Gulf asks, puppy eyes on display, his lips forming a subtle pout and who was Gun to resist that.
Gun and Saint releases a breath of relief.
“Are you sure your leg is okay now?” Gun worries that he might hurt his leg again.
“Yes I promiseee” Gulf prolongs the last syllable cutely, convincing the other to allow him.
“Alright but don’t pass the borders, okay? Stay in the territory” Gun sternly says
“Keep safe and be alert!” Saint says as he ruffled the younger’s hair.
The two became Gulf’s older brothers. In just a short amount of time, they became protective of the other as if he was their biological brother. Beta-senses, I guess?
Upon hearing that Gulf jumped in excitement.
“Be back before night falls!” Gun shouts as the other ran towards the trees.
“Got it!” Gulf replies.
As Gulf disappeared from their sight, both looks at each other, anxious.
“….we shouldn’t tell him just yet.” Gun says
“Right. We need to figure out a way to approach him”
“We shouldn’t scare him.”
“Alright, keep your mouth shut, your bubbly mouth tends to go off” Gun scoffs
“You didn’t have to attack me like that” Saint clutches his heart as if he was hurt badly by Gun’s words.
“Come on, let’s eat. I’m starving” With that being said the two left to the main hall to grab some food.
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Ferocious II A MewGulf AU
FanficWhere a frail omega turns out to be the tamer of the ferocious pack protector.