Scaring tribes || ST 1

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Archer's POV

Dean's parents got back home and we sat down at the table all four of us. It felt nice, sitting down at a table and eating with people for once. At home I almost always eat alone. They had picked up some diffrent pizzas with diffrent topics. We all took a few slices and started eating.

"So for how long have you boys known? I mean, I'm guessing this didn't start like yesterday." Susan asked, she actually sounded genuinely curious and happy for us.

"Well, we have been together for like 1 or 2 months. So no, it didn't start yesterday." Dean said and took another bite of his pizza.

"I thought I saw something between the two of you that day when I got home from my busniess trip, but I wasn't sure so I justed shaked it of. I guess that I was right." Charles said and looked at the both of us.

I looked over at Dean who sat next to me. He meet my gaze and smiled at me. But it wasn't just any smile. This, this was something more. His eyes tindered like never before and I suddenly wondered how I out of all people got so lucky.

When we had all finished our pizzas, it was time for me to go home. I tried to help with the dishes but Susan and Charles wouldn't let me. Instead Dean grabbed my arm and pulled me out into the hallway. I put my shoes on before turning to him. He wraped his arms around my waist and leaned his head against my shoulder. I wraped my arms around his shoulders, giving him a kiss on the forehead.

"Bye." He said as he let go of me.

"Bye." I said and walked out the door and started walking back home.

A couple of minutes later I got back home. I opened the door and walked inside. Riley's scent was still filling the entire house, meaning she is still here. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water I heard her stand up from the sofa.

"And with that, the faggot returns." She said in a bold voice. I turned around to see her standing at the other side of the room with her arms over her chest.

"Who said I was a faggot?" I said, acting like earlier today never happend.

"Oh, don't play that game with me. Acting like nothing." She said, suddenly a little braver than she was before lunch.

"Fine, I'm gay! And you know what? There is nothing you can do about that." I said and walked closer to her.

"You know you are breaking almost every rule our pack has only by saying that right?" She said and stared at me.

"Maybe, but why would I care? Sooner than you know, I'll be the alpha. And guess who is gonna be making the rules then? Well, me." I said and walked so close to her that her back hit the wall behind her.

"That might be the case, but you will always remain a faggot." She laughed in my face.

"You really should stop calling me that. Or I promise you, I will rip your throat out." I said and gripped her throat, pinning her against the wall.

"You wouldn't dare." She said and smirked. "Faggot, faggot, faggot! And that little boyfriend of yours, Dean? He is a little faggot to."

"Oh, I so would." I said and digged my claws into her neck. She gasped and grabbed my arm with her hands. Her blood flooded down my hand and her eyes pierced mine. "And now when you know exactly how willing I am to hurt you, don't you dare tell my dad. Or I will hunt you down, and then, then it will hurt for real."

I let go of her and walked out of the kitchen.