The Refugee's Mate (Werewolf Story)

Chapter 8: Poker face

George

I'm sorry, did you think I was dating Stockwell by any chance? I'd rather eat glass!

No, I don't have any internalized homophobia. I may have some daddy issues, but that's another discussion.

I try not to judge people. I live and let live. So when my friend since the first grade wanted to push the envelope between us, at first I wrinkled my nose at it.

We were at a party and he kept on insisting he wanted to kiss me, see what it's like. At that point, I had already kissed boys so it wasn't a novelty to me.

After much insistence, I eventually gave in. He kissed a boy and he liked it. Very much.

And the rest, as they say, is history.

My parents never trapped us on preconceived notions of sexuality. They always made it clear for us that it is okay to feel attracted to who you want, girl, boy or anything in between.

So, that was never a hang up for me. I kissed girls as well growing up. It was nice. And I'd totally date them too.

I guess, I was always so conscious of the mating prospect that I never really saw myself dating anyone, to be honest. Not unlike my brother who's already doing it.

But Justin sneaked up on me when I least expected it. It started with a "curiosity", now we're inseparable. I mean, until December at least. That's when I get mated.

But for now, I'm glad to have him. Even though it sucks that he doesn't want people to know it. Not that I need an audience for my life.

I just don't appreciate restrictions. I can't even tell my parents about it. But I'm just annoyed at the impossibility of loving freely who I want to.

On the other hand, I knew what I was in for. Like I said, he told me what he wanted. And I agreed, so it is what it is.

Anyway, at this moment in life when I just found out my dad will grant sanctuary to that attacked boy, I'm beaming. So happy for him.

No one should be killed just because they loved someone. It's so horrible it's unfathomable!

Granted, he loved a mated person. But they weren't even marked yet. Plus, he loved them first. And he didn't even know they were mated.

Regardless, even if he was consciously cheating, he still wouldn't deserve to die over it. In my opinion, of course. Some people are not so forgiving. But that wasn't the case in any way.

"Good morning, son. Morning, Charlie." - Dad greeted us on Sunday morning.

We're getting ready for breakfast in the kitchen. Daddy was finishing up preparing some eggs and bacon.

"Morning, dad." - I replied with a chipper tone. I'm not a morning person, as we've established. But I'm too happy right now.

"I've decided to send you off on a diplomatic visit. Once that kid comes here, you'll go to the Crescent Moon pack to smooth things over with their Alpha. It shouldn't be a problem." - Dad announced it, much to my surprise.

Charlie and daddy are gobsmacked at this as well.

"Dad, isn't the point of the sanctuary to protect people from their old pack? Why would you want to announce it to them that he's here?" - I asked in a serious tone.

"Good question, son. Because I don't believe in hiding from your problems. But more importantly, I don't think that kid should even need sanctuary in the first place. If that attacker were my son, I'd make sure he regretted for the rest of his life putting someone in the hospital for consensual sex." - He replied with a dead serious tone.