Behind The Rose Bush (boyxboy werewolf)

Chapter 2

A/N: Hey guys so this is chapter 2. I Hope you enjoy. The picture is Liam Hemsworth's sexy self as Zachery. So yea feed back of any kind is greatly appreciated. Also Vote if you feel I deserve it I am not holding you at gun point. thank you and enjoy.

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Zachery's POV:

I stepped out of the shower soaking wet. I could not stop thinking about the beautiful brunet boy. The more I thought about him the more I remembered things about him. Like how he didn't smell human. I wonder if he is a werewolf or something else. Also how his face was blurry but I could still make out the misty grey eyes that peaked through the fog that covered his facial features.

            I took a look at my phone to see that the leader of the coven should be arriving any minute now. I hurriedly threw on some grey pants with a plain black shirt and black leather jacket.  I styled my short Brown hair to perfection and ran to the front door of the pack house to get my boots. As I walked down the path to the front gate I got an eerie sense of déjà vu. The rose bushes swayed gently in the autumn wind.

             I got to the front gate where Elijah is waiting decked out in all black everything accept for his white t-shirt under his jacket. His black hair mimicking the rose bushes dance.

            "Well is he here yet," I grumbled impatiently.

            "I don't know Zach you tell me, do you see a creepy warlock standing here?" He sighs rolling his eyes at my thin attention span. Then came the awkward silence as the minutes ticked by.

            "So... do you want to play rock paper scissors?" I asked scratching the back of my head anxiously.

            "God you're such a dork!" Elijah laughed punching my shoulder playfully. I chucked with him until movement caught my eye. I turned to see a man strutting up the path towards us. My stomach clenched at the smell of him. He smelled of death and rotting flesh.

            "Yes, I know I smell like a necromancer," He stated. His voice monotone and emotionless. He reached about to my nose and His black hair short and swiped across his face. His figure was lean and muscular but nothing compared to my build.

            "You're a necromancer?" Elijah asked looking a bit uncomfortable with that. See necromancers were known to be unpredictable. They rarely showed emotion and preferred the company of the dead. Many had gone rogue and killed innocent women, men, and children.

            "Yes, I hope that won't be a problem?" He almost whispered. I couldn't tell if he was mocking him or being sincere but I hope it was the latter.

            "No, of course not.  Please come in let us discuss the terms of our agreement," I gave him a nod of acknowledgement. I waved him through the gate and into my office where we can talk in private. Many pack members scrunched their noses at him as he passed causing me to growl.

"We Respect our guest no matter what species," I growl threw the pack link.

 "Yes Alpha!" They showed their necks in submission. Now they just ignored him as we climbed the stairs to my office. Once we were seated and comfortable I prepared to discuss the issue at hand.

            "Now, why do you wish to take refuge in my lands?" I get straight to the point. His head is low, eyes trained on the desk.

            "A group of witch hunters have come into our lands and are investigating the town trying to find us we need a place to stay until we find somewhere to settle down. Hopefully that won't take long," he replies nonchalantly.

            "What makes you think the hunters won't follow you here?" I ask. He trains his dead blue eyes on me.

            "We can most likely cast a strong enough illusion spell to keep them busy until we can make our escape," He says shrugging. It all sounds pretty legit to me I don't see why not. I look over at Elijah to get confirmation. He just nods his head in agreement.

            "I don't see why you wouldn't be able to stay here. However how many people will be staying here?" I ask.

            "We have three family's making up this coven. Me, My three sons, Mr. McBride, his wife, their son, and the Smith family which is a newlywed family of two. We are a mostly elemental coven made up of fire, ice, nature, and storm witches and warlocks so you won't have to worry about us raising the dead. I am the only necromancer," he states without hesitation. This was going to be interesting. Hopefully the house won't catch on fire or something.

            "Ok it is settled. You will leave and gather the rest of your coven and meet back here in the morning. I will set up our guest house. I hope you don't mind sharing rooms." I say standing up to shake his hand goodbye.

            "Not at all, we appreciate your gratitude," he says. Once I walk him back to the gate I make my way to bed absolutely wiped out. I strip naked, because I am too tired to care, and hit the mattress with a force, instantly asleep. Hopefully this won't end too badly.

A/N: Quick note obviously tomorrow is Monday and I don't know how much I will be able to update this story. However I will try and update it as much as possible. lots of love <3