Axel vs. Sorel

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Other than the fact of Axel making a fool of himself, Father felt like he wasn't being a good dad. I told him that Axel was just not acting like a son (let alone a brother.) Axel left, father was about to leave and I was getting tired of Axel's stupidity. Father gave me a hug before he left while whispering, "thank you," in my ear. It sounded like he was going to cry happy tears, but he didn't want to in front of Sorel. He shook hands with Sorel then left. I flopped down on my bed feeling exhausted even though I didn't do that much. When Sorel flopped on the bed it made me jump and yelp at the same time. It scared the crap out of me, but Sorel was laughing. I attempted to push him off, but he caught my arm and laid on top of me.

"Do you feel better love?" he said leaning closer to my neck.

"Of course. I-"

"What the hell?! Get off of her you bastard!" Axel said turning into his wolf.

In no time flat, father and his pack comrades showed up. Father was still in human form, but eight wolves stood next to him. I wonder what father's harsh decision was that he might regret? I thought it was weird that Sorel just looked at Axel as if he just joined the pack.

"Get him and take him away," father said as the eight wolves lunged for Axel. I don't know how, but Axel slipped through their grip and had Sorel on the floor.

"One move and he's a dead man!"

Sorel started laughing, and again I was confused by how this was funny.

"You just made a big mistake," Sorel said as he got free of Axel's grip, still in human form, and sat on top of him. He made that look as if it were nothing, but within seconds Axel went back to human form. When he did, Sorel had his arms in a tight hold so Axel couldn't get away. He, Sorel, had a smirk on his face that said you don't mess with a guy like me. Deep inside my mind I wanted it to say how dare you interrupt me and my woman. Just the thought of that gave me the shivers while making me smile. Which got his attention with that smirk on his face sending a blush to rise on my face.

"Good work Sorel. Now wolves take him to the dungeon. No food. No water."

Rounds one and two go to Sorel. In a way I really wanted to say that out loud, but I didn't so I kept quiet. With all the noise and destruction gone, I again flopped on my bed. I looked over to see Sorel on defense seeing if there were any more disturbances, and accidentally let out a giggle. He locked the door, and sat next to me. We were both quiet looking at each other when I pinned him down on my bed. I couldn't contain myself and had to say it.

"Strike three and you're out. Sorel you're the winner, " I said with a big smile on my face while I straddled his lap.

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